The hand was clamping down at her, the pressure raised in her frame as ventilation was more or less impossible. The pain flared along with her nerve net, and she tried to scream out in pure agony, but nothing came out from her vocals.

Energon was leaking down at her throat and clogging it all together, making her panic rise as the ventilation shaft was cut off. She tried to get away, but she was stuck, nowhere to go, no way to scream. But she could still hear different screams, the voice of Jazz and her parents hit her sensors like an avalanche.

She did not know who was who anymore, but the pain was all around her. The darkness was there, and the scary laughing was ringing in her helm as the monster pressed her frame too far, and then suddenly everything disappeared.

Luna sat up fast with a deep gasp of ventilation, letting the cold sweet air fill her tanks. Her whole frame shook of pain as the memory flux hit her hard. Luna did not notice that her creators were online beside her before both Ratchet and Ironhide put arms around her. For a second, she started to resist the closeness as it was a dangerous snare. But the arms held her in place, stopping her from hurting herself

~Calm down sparklett~ Ratchet said as he held her close as she thrashed around, she would soon relax again, this was not the first time they had to wake up like this. In a matter of fact, it was more of a rule than anything that at least once a night they would wake up to find their sparkling in pure panic after a bad memory flux.

~Is she all right?~Ironhide Asked tiredly as his mate now held on to a more calmer youngling. She had grown yet again. Currently standing at least the double size over the humans.

~She will be, go back into recharge I can calm her down~ Ratchet told him and hushed softly at the youngling and let her feel the pulse of his spark. No matter how tired he was, it was enough that one of them was awake. Ironhide nodded as he let a vibration of love wash over both his mate and sparkling before he went into recharge once again, his system completely turned out.

Ratchet looked down at Luna that was not calm but still wide awake. She had gone through something he never wanted her to experience. This fear she felt and the pain her body still remembered was an eternal plague on all of them. It felt like a miscarriage on their part that they could not protect her. But how much he wanted to blame himself, he had to release it, here and now she was alive, and it was here, and now Luna needed them. But he wished that Smokescreen would be here if there were anyone that was expert on a fragile mind it was him.

~The same memory flux?~ he asked softly, and the youngling nodded ~You are safe Luna, you are with us, you are not there anymore~

Luna nodded again and listened to his spark that hummed strongly. She was here, not in the hand of the horrible Decepticon leader. She was no longer in any danger. Bit her whole frame shook by the pure emotions that were crashing through her. If there was one thing she had been learning and that had been fast, it was to block some of her feelings from her creators. Luna looked up at them as she now saw that also her carrier was in recharge. They were so tired all the time, and she knew that it was all her fault and still they wanted her to sleep with them. Luna sat up slowly and felt the kinks in her muscle cables and stretched up her arms over her helm. Her spark beat was fast, and she could taste the electricity on her tongue as it was running higher inside of her and not only that. Luna looked up at the window and could see raindrops on it, and she could hear the distant sound of thunder. Slowly she started to crawl out from the bed, and she looked over her shoulder as she jumped down on the floor to see if her creators woke up, but they were still in recharge. Slowly and as silently as she could, Luna started to walk over to the door. Luna looked up at the panel and then tried to rise on her toes to reach it, but she still was not tall enough. She went back down and started to look around her for something she could step on. Soon she found her smaller chair and smiled as she took it and put it by the door. Luna stepped up and retched the panel, and the door went up with a soft swooshing sound. Luna grinned as she jumped down and went outside. She had to walk around; she could not stay in one place right now.

The hallway was softly lit as she walked along the wall, she had no real destination in mind, and she did not care. Right now, she wanted to explore or find a place of interests. Somewhere where she did not need to think of the bad dream. A shiver ran through her frame, and a cold feeling gripped her spark, making her whole frame shiver.

No.

No, she did not even want to think about it.

There was so many think that ran through her helm and processor right at that moment, which led to her missing the soft sound of a door that was opened right in front of her. Startled Luna looked up at the bot in front of her that was looking down at her with a scowl

"What are you doing here? " he asked with an indifferent voice that made Luna looked away from the yellow twin as it was he that stood right in front of her.

:: Walking?:: she tried

A snorting sound came from the yellow twin when he did not believe her for even one bit " In the middle of the night? try again"

The white youngling crossed her arms stubbornly in front of her to try and control her shivering:: And what if I wanted to do that right now?:: she shot back as indifferently as she could.

Sunstreaker looked at the sparkling, not just having his optics on her but really looked at her. Luna was shaking even if she tried to hide it; her arms were crossed in front of her chest in a weak attempt to hold everything in. He could literally feel that the energy field around her was all tens, and a loading sensation was over the whole thing, and the Allspark thing was probably not helping her one bit. It probably had been another memory flux that had woke her up. But why was not Ironhide or Ratchet with her? They never let their sparkling out of anyone's sight. If not she had got away on her own, withes was a significant probability.

"Then I would say that you are a terrible liar, but that we already knew," Sunny told her as he saw how she flinched when she was caught, making him grin on the inside. He had hit the bulls-eye. Sunny examined her for a second more, making her stay stubbornly turned away from him and he relished a hard went. He had been away and felt her movements outside in the corridor; he had no idea how this all worked. But it was like she was already a part of them, one important one and they both could sense if she was near or not. And he hated to admit it, but for a nano-second there he had been terrified that some crazy stupid humans tried to kidnap her again. Hence he had come to the door only to find her alone on the outside, Sunstreaker turned around and held up the door for her.

"come in," Sunny ordered her, and by the tone, he would not accept a no for an answer.

Luna's helm snapped up, and she stared at the yellow twin before she without any word walked inside of the twins quarter and herded the soft noise as the door closed behind them and walked with Sunny to where he had been before. Luna could see the form of Sides laying in recharge on the larger bench; it was also there Sunny sat back down on only with his back against the wall. The white youngling just stood right in the middle of the room; she had no idea what she would do and looked at Sunny as he held down one arm. Luna gave him a small grateful smile as she walked, no scratch that, she almost ran to him. She let the yellow twin lift her on his knee where he had put one of the crystal blankets that were otherwise on the bed. Sunny let the sparkling down slowly on the rug in his knee that now was resting at the bench, acting as a nest around Luna. Sunstreaker picked up his sketch pad and pencil once again and let it rest on his other knee joint. He did not say anything as the youngling lay down on the blanket and draped it around herself. Sunny had already sent Ratchet a messenger that he would get as soon he was online again that Luna was with them.

For the time being, he tried ignored the femme, but even so often he could feel her optics on him and following what he was doing. He could clearly remember another situation like this not long ago, and how that had ended, he would never have thought that he would voluntarily let her rest in his lap. Not in a million years.

:: Sunny? Do the bad memory ever disappear?::

Sunstreaker stopped in his painting as her quiet voice retched him and looked down at the paper. He had known that it probably was the event of Mission city that had been troubling her, he had heard from the others that she did rarely recharged calmly this days and it had started to affect both Ironhide and Ratchet as their recharge programs were always disturbed. Probably why they did not wake up this time. But what could he answer to that question? A small part of him wanted to lie to her to say that it did. But with a soft vent he shook his helm, he would never do that to her.

:: No, they never do:: he answers softly over the com-link as he did not want to wake up Sides.

Luna looked up at the mech with an almost tormented look and then she started to curl together more in his lap and put the blanket over her helm to hide. Hide from the world, hide from the memory and most crucial, hide away from him. A shock went through Sunny; he did not want her to hide away from him. Never. With a finger, Sunstreaker slowly pulled off a piece of the blanket, so he saw the white shape of Luna beneath it, but she refused to look at him.

:: But, they will fade:: Sunstreaker continued where he had left off, never taking his gaze away from her frame:: The memory will still be there, always reminding you of what happened. But you will create new memories that are far better and stronger than thus of the more evil origin::

Luna looked up at him, and he gave her one of his rare smiles, a small one, barely angling of his mouth plates but still a tiny smile and patted her on her helm. The wind from the storm outside hollows pas the windows, and if anyone listened, they would hear the ocean hit the shore. It was a nasty storm. Luna listened to the wind as she looked at the yellow servo that was now in front of her, as Sunstreker had gone back to painting something that she still could not see from where she was.

:: But what if there will be more evil ones?:: she asked in a small voice, hiding her face in the blanket:: Only evil one?::

:: There will be more no matter what you do:: Sunny felt the sparkling starting to tremble and looked down at her and vented out softly. He was not programmed to take care of a sparkling or to know how to speak with them appropriately. He was a warrior, not a caretaker. But even if that was true, Luna was someone that had become important to him, and he did not want her to feel this bad.

:: Luna:: Sunny sad softly, making the sparkling look up at him carefully with wide optics. That was the first time he had called her by her name. :: There will always be a bad thing that happens:: The frontline continued, he had no idea what he was trying to say

:: But there also will be good ones:: he continued as he now looked at her, giving the youngling his full attention:: If you don't know the bad ones, how do you then know which is the good one? It is something evil and good in everything. Not just in memory but also in behavior and people, everything has an opposite to them::

Luna examined the yellow in front of her and took in his words, it made sense in some way, and she understood the basic of it all. The white sparkling rested her helm down on his leg and hummed softly as she was thinking over his word in her processor. She could hear the motion of the pencil against the canvas as he started to draw again whatever he was painting. Luna let her optics rest on his figure and then she understood something.

:: Like you and Sides?:: She suddenly asked, stopping Sunny once again in his painting

:: What?:: Sunny asked her a little dumbfounded; how did she end up with that conclusion?

:: You and Sides are the opp...isa, Oppsi..d..::

::Opposite:: Sunny helped her

:: Yes, that word:: Luna was once again quiet as she was thinking over how to form her words and Sunny vented out.

::Explain:: He asked her, he was a little bit curious about how she had come to that conclusion.

:: You and Sides are so different but at the same time not, where he is terrible you are right:: She tried to explain:: Where he is... exciting you are calm when he is good with people you are awful at it::

:: Hey!:: Sunny glared at her in playful mockery and let one finger poke her, making the youngling giggle.

:: But it is true:: she smiled brightly up at him:: Where he is open you are close, what he can't do you can, you are the perfect opp...oppisite to etch other::

That was quite observant of her; Sunny looked down at the sparkling that smiled and hugged the blanket closer to her. No one really had talked or explained to her what split spark twins really was.

:: I like it::

That simple statement shocked him into silence; she did what?

:: I Like you both as you are:: She said softly as she felt the warmth leaking out from his plates, she felt safe there. It was like she finally found balance in something she had not known was in unbalance. :: You are...both mine... mine:: she vented out as the recharging program started to claim her as the last of her energy was drained from her.

Sunstreaker looked at the sparkling in pure amazement, did she even know what she had said? Probably not, the little thing always said whatever was on her processor. Sunny felt his spark humming in pure happiness, but his processor tried to press it down. He looked at her for a second longer before he started to concentrated on his painting. Spark beating hard in his chest.

~Not a word~ Sunny warned his brother that just snickered low over the bond, he knew that his brother had been online a while and listening in, but for once Sides had not said anything. Sunny tried to ignore the feeling of happiness coming from Sides over the sparklings word, it was hard, but soon even his brother went back into recharge. Leaving him with only his thoughts and painting as the storm started to calm down outside. He felt warm inside, strangely at peace, something he hadn't done in a long time, he even probably could get used to this.