The moment my mind decided to wake up from the dreamless state it was in, something was wrong. The beeping to the left of me alerted me of that. Snapping open my eyes, they were forced to close from the brightness of the outside world. Bringing my hand up to rub my eyes, instead of making contact with skin. A thick wrapping is wrapped around my hands making it hard to move them.

Sitting up from my relaxed position, my surrounding told me I was in the human Med. Bay. The sterile smell wavered into the air and the white walls help me discover where I am at. The room is small and could only hold the supplies needed to keep a person alive and a doctor with a couple of nurses.

No human being was in the room with me and almost made me going into a panic attack; gladly my self-control was strong enough to keep from the panic attack to occur. Yet feeling safe in the room alone, a cool sweat rolled down my spine, I ready myself to pull out the IV in my arm. It's never as easy in the movies and after pulling it out, it stung like a bitch and a small amount of blood dribbled from the tiny hole in my arm.

Next was the easiest of them all, it's the heart monitor connector. Pulling the connector off my finger, the beeping next to stopped and made a never ending higher pitch noise. Ignoring it and jumping off the cot, I rush out of the room to find myself in a long corridor.

The wall in front of me held no doors and sounded hollow as if it was a thin sheet of metal. These walls are also white as printer paper. Glancing both ways of the corridor, it seemed my closest exit was to the left of me. But something from the other side of wall in front of me alerted me that there is someone there.

"What the slag?" A muffled voice spoke and sounds of a bot transforming also came from the other side.

Out of nowhere, a white wall appeared in front of me and out of reaction; I punch it with all my might. Which I regretted the second it happened; I pulled my injured hand to my chest to sooth the pain away.

"What are you doing out of bed? And why did you do that?... Stupid human," Ratchet whispers the last part under his breath, what he failed to notice is that I'm standing right in front of him.

Instead of answering the first question, I pick the latter. "You scared me! What did you suspect? You came out of nowhere and appeared in front of me." Rolling my eyes at him, I cradled my pulsing hand to my chest. Ratchet directs me back into the room and set the 'necessary', that is what he said when I tried to get him not to put the things that were pulled out earlier, supplies back into place.

"You almost gave me a sparkattack when you pulled that stunt. BOTH times. What were you both thinking going out into a battle that you aren't prepared for? AND get hurt in the end," Ratchet grounded out the last part. His holoform eyes held a tone of seethed anger.

Adverting my eyes from his secretly raged expression, I change my gaze to look at my bandaged hands. My mind is still fuzzy about what happen for me to earn these to be wrapped around my hands.

Keeping my gaze onto my hands in my laps, I open my mouth to question Ratchet. "What happened to my hands? I uh… my mind is fuzzy about what happened." I could feel his gaze burn into my scalp after my question.

Ratchet tips his head to the left to express his confusion from what was said earlier. "Strange. You didn't suffer from any head injuries. Never mind that. You and Piper decided it was a smart idea to leave with the soldiers and into the battle at hand."

"From what I have heard from the Terror Twins, you guys appeared out of nowhere. They were battling a Con and after offlining it, they hear Piper scream below them. She sadly got energon in her eyes and you must've tried to help her, resulting you to having burnt the tips of your finger."

"Uh… I don't know how to say this the best way but she has lost her sight." At his ending sentence, my mouth hung open and my eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. My head shook in disbelief from hearing that. It was impossible, that didn't happen. He must be playing a mean trick on me.

"No th-that didn't happen! You're playing a dirty trick on me." My mind would not believe the words he said and repeated 'no' over and over inside my head. Glancing up to Ratchet, he didn't seem to be lying and he isn't that kind of person, er bot to do that.

His eyes locked onto my mine and even though nothing was said, I knew he wasn't lying or messing with me. A sob broke my mouth and tear welled in my eyes. It was all my damn fault, I should've listened to Ruby and none of this would happen.

Ratchet embraces me into a hug to help sooth me back to calm state. The only thing that did was allow more sobs to escape my mouth and tears to run down my face. I didn't return the hug and sat there; leaning against his holoform thinking about what has happened.

It took awhile for me to calm my crying and a hiccup here and there was the only thing left my body could give. I wasn't a crier and even if I wanted to cry, I would wait until there wasn't a soul in sight. There wasn't any care in the world if my pride was hurt for crying in front of Ratchet; that was last thing on my mind.

"Gabriel, I'll send Ironhide to keep you company," Ratchet broke the silence. Hearing him, I barely gave effort to shake my head to tell not to. Ironhide doesn't need another to think I'm a weak little human or use this against me in the future, if there is one.

"Yes, you need someone to watch over you for the time being," he argued. A tiny growl was released from the back of my throat and I peer up at Ratchet to the left of me.

"Hide has better things to do than deal with a bratty child," I growled out. It surprised him at the tone of my voice towards him, it even surprised me those words left my mouth and the angered and dangerous tone. Never in my life, not even to Ms. Reno, have I ever disrespected an elder.

Ratchet stays still for a moment; the bright blue of his eyes are dimmed. Multiple moments later, he snaps out of his daydreaming state and sighs.

"Optimus would like to speak to you about your actions," he explains.

"But I don't remember what happened," I argued. It's true, my mind could find snippets of what happened, mostly when we entered the portal. But everything after that was a blur; my mind didn't want to be reminded what a war physical looks like.

Ratchet sighs once more before Ironhide's holoform appeared in the door way. What I didn't suspect for his holoform looked as if he hasn't slept for the pass week.

Without saying anything, he rushes over to me and wraps his arms around in a bone crushing hug.

"Don't scare me like that again or I'm going to ask Ratchet to put on the harness again," Hides whispers in my hair and I nod in agreement. It pained me to see my guardian in such a vulnerable state.

After he lets go, Ratchet has left us alone. We talk for awhile before sleep grasps me in its hold.

Fuck, I hate myself but Piper losing her eyesight is needed for upcoming events in the story. Sorry if this made any of you guys cry, didn't mean to. Thanking you everyone for sticking this story as it continues its way up the hill of climax.

Let the wolf howl!
-MidnightHowling4