Everything seemed to go in slow motion as Jazz sped off from the forest down the road, down the highway and into the distance. Trees, rocks and clouds whizzed by. His spark was pounding against his chassis with fear for his charge.

Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold

Speak to me

Jazz must have broken the sound barrier by the time he had reached the spot where Ratchet was waiting.

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do

Jazz screeched to a stop and quickly activated his holoform, picking up the now pale and battered form of Emily from his passenger seat. He placed her inside Ratchet and the CMO's holoform fizzed to life. Ratchet immediately started to place an IV in her arm and turned to the sabetour.

"She needs a small amount of energon to balance out the affects." His statement was laced with an order. Jazz didn't hesitant at all as he knew what was needed from him. Ratchet handed him a needle and Jazz jabbed it into his arm. He quickly withdrew it and thrusted it into Ratchet's hands. Said 'bot ejected the energon into the IV slowly. Moments passed. Nothing happened.

And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

Don' give up on meh now, girly! Come on, sweetspark. Jazz thought.

Move along
Move along

He didn't know what he was going to do if she died.

After what seemed like forever, something happened. Emily's body arched upwards and she was engulfed in a whiteish-blue light. And then suddenly, a voice spoke that came from Emily.

The phoenix shall resurrect what was lost!

And with that, the light resided, leaving the two Autobots shocked and speechless. But a gasping breath pulled their attention. Emily was having trouble breathing and both Autobots rushed over to her. Jazz gently squeezed her hand as she regained a normal breathing pattern and calmed down. The silver saboteur drew a shaky exhale in relief. She was okay. She was going to be fine. The girl that lay in front of him managed to find a place in his spark that made him feel…different than before. He couldn't place what it was. Anyway, Jazz and Ratchet were still perplexed by the message they received while Emily was unconscious. So, they decided to ask the person that seemed to be behind it all: Emily.

"Emily, are you alright?" Ratchet asked cautiously. She slowly nodded her head.

"'Mokay." She uttered out.

"Judging by what just happened, I would have to disagree, youngling." He replied with a serious expression. Emily tilted her head in confusion and silently looked to Jazz for an answer.

"Do ya remember anythin' since ya teleported?" Jazz asked.

"I remember up to when the giant scorpion cornered me and you and Optimus came…Optimus! Is he okay?" Her eyes suddenly widened at the thought of the absent Prime. She didn't want him to have gotten hurt because of her. She hugged her knees in fear for her friend and she started to ghost in and out.

"Em, Boss bot is fine. He killed the 'con when I brought you to Ratch'." Jazz gently soothed her by rubbing her arms in attempt to calm her down.

"Emily, when you were comatose briefly, we heard a message from someone. Does the statement The phoenix shall resurrect what was lost! mean anything to you?"

She looked at him blankly and then a faint hint of realization dawned on her face.

"The file my parents had that we were looking for is named after me, Anastasia."

"So?"

"Anastasia means rebirth or resurrection in Russian." She said. Ratchet's eyes widened slightly and, all of a sudden, both human and saboteur were ushered out. Emily looked to Jazz worriedly, hoping he would provide some explanation for what was happening. He only shook his helm in silence. The silver Autobot did know what the phrase meant but he didn't like the outcome of it. Grinding and whirring of gears brought the two's attention back to Ratchet, who was rambling to himself quietly. Emily bit her lip nervously as Ratchet looked from Jazz to her and then back to Jazz. Impatience overcame and the brunette teen spoke up.

"Is there something I'm missing? Or something you both aren't telling me?" she glanced at her guardian. Ratchet looked down at the teen and sighed.

"You are connected to the Allspark."

"Tell me something I don't know." Emily huffed as she rolled her eyes in annoyance. The CMO sent her a glare before continuing his explanation.

"Ever since you came into contact with the cube, you have had energon mixed in your blood. The amount of the energon that you have within you is interminable. Emily, you have the power to do the impossible."

Emily's POV

What did he mean by that? I was still a little fuzzy on the details until something clicked inside my brain. I froze and my eyes widened in realization. Oh god…

"The phoenix shall resurrect…no no no..." I mumbled aloud. I started to limp-pace back and forth, my prosthetic clicking against the paved road as I walked. Jazz seemed to have caught onto what was happening because he started to waved his servos wildly as if he was trying to swat at flies.

"Ratch', Ah don' think dats possible." He said shaking his head in disbelief.

"Then how would you explain what we both witnessed mere minutes ago?" Ratchet retorted with a raised optic ridge.

"Ah don' know. A ghost, a hallucination, somethin'. Anything but that!"

"You and I both know what it was. And believe me, I would rather not believe it but…" the CMO's sentence trailed off and he glanced my way and his eyes flashed with worry. Ratchet bent down and I found a servo brought over my shaking-of-anxiety body. I didn't know what to say. But I did have one question.

"How in God's name am I supposed to bring a freakin' planet back to life?!" I shouted to no one in particular. This was crazy! It was impossible! How can I do this, especially since I don't know how to properly use my powers and I was only teenager for god sakes? I started to have a panic attack and my breathing became short. Sweat dripped down my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jazz reach his servo towards me and Ratchet say

"Emily! You need to breathe. Can you do that for me, youngling?" I tried to respond but I couldn't. So, the medic began to help me breathe normally.

"Inhale slowly. Exhale slowly." He kept saying and eventually my breaths became normal. Satisfied I was alright, Ratchet and Jazz transformed into their alt modes. Jazz opened his passenger door for me and I stood there confused.

"Well, aren't ya coming?" Jazz asked.

"To where?"

"Ta base of course!" We can't stay here." I mouthed 'oh' while I got in with Jazz. The seatbelt wrapped around me protectively and the three of us made our way back to base. The ride was quiet for the most part, until a police car drove up next to us. I whimpered a little, thinking back to my encounter with Barricade. Those red eyes would haunt me for a long time. The seatbelt around me gently squeezed.

"It's ahlright, lil' lady. It's just Prowler." He chuckled.

Wait. That's the Autobot who saved me from Barricade! I looked out the window and got a good look at him. On his hood was the Autobot insignia. My body relaxed knowing that it wasn't the Decepticon. Suddenly, a new voice cut through the air that made me jerk in surprise.

*Jazz. *

*Ah thought ya were goin' back to base. *

There was a brief pause before Prowler's response.

*I merely wanted to make sure the girl was alright. *

He was worried about me? I was more worried that he had been injured or killed because of me! I decided to speak up.

"Thank you, Prowler for saving me. I hope you are alright." Apparently he heard me, because he answered.

*You are welcome, Emily and my designation is Prowl, not Prowler. *

So his name is Prowl. But, why did Jazz… oh nickname. I mentally face palmed myself. Jazz's interior rumbled with laughter after Prowl's response. Prowl decided to follow us back to base and I can tell you this, the ride back was very interesting.

Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall, everyone stands