A/N: one of my favorite stories, if I do say so myself. Im very proud of all the reviews and favorites Ive gotten for the first two chapters! Thanks, everyone! Thank you VampireArgonian92 for being my only reviewer!

Please, if you like the story, review, or I will stop writing it! thanks, and enjoy the third chapter of Skyfire's Friend~

"Prowl, are we almost there?" the girl asked, her hand trailing along the cold metal walls of the tunnel she has been walking through for fifteen minutes. There was a sigh, and Prowl nodded, then remembered the girl couldn't see him.

"Yes. We're close." He said, and the girl paused, sniffing. She tensed, backing up a step. Prowl turned to her, his optics alighting on her.

"What's the matter?" He asked, crouching down to get closer. She started to shake slightly, running close to Prowl and hiding behind his leg, running her hands over it.

"Primus." Prowl said, and he started to get flashes of a different life. The girl started to cry, holding onto Prowl for dear life.

"Not mine, not mine!" she said, and then she snapped her head up. Prowl was making a noise, one she was familiar with. It was the whine of stuck servos, frozen in the same position. She took a step back, worry flashing across her face.

"Prowl, don't leave me!" She said, and when she broke contact with him, he started to move again. He stumbled, falling into the wall. She stood still, wiping away her drying tears.

"Im…Im okay. Are you ready? We are here." Prowl said, and he started walking towards the wall. The girl walked with him, trailing her hand over the wall. There was the clicking of buttons, and the wall slid open to release the smells and sounds of a factory. Prowl turned to watch her struggle to the door, and he reached out a hand. She bumped into it, flinching.

"Want some help?" He asked, his optics soft. She nodded, biting her lip. She reached out her hands running them over the offered hand. She pulled herself up, sitting calmly on the hand as it was lifted. The jostling startled her though, and she gripped the closest finger tightly. Prowl walked forward, calling out a greeting to the owner of the room they were in.

"Ratchet! Are you here?" He called, and the girl flinched, rubbing her left ear. There as a grunt, and the sound of moving metal alerted her to the presence of Ratchet.

"She's a small thing, isn't she?" Ratchet said, and she smiled, waving her hand around. Her eyes were locked on the wall, unfocused and steady. Prowl waited as Ratchet looked her over, his optics taking in her appearance.

"Ratchet?" Prowl asked, but it was more of a directive. Ratchet sighed, holding out his hand.

"Ratchet would like it if you could get in his hand, please." Prowl asked, and the girl nodded, moving slowly with her hands exploring. She nicked herself on a sharp corner of Ratchets hand, and he made a small sound.

"What?" Ratchet asked, his optics trailing over the girl. They stopped on the small cut on her hand, and they narrowed.

"She's leaking energon." Ratchet said, and the girl smiled, laughing. She finally got in his hand, sitting still so he wouldn't drop her.

"It's not 'energon'. I don't even know what that is. Its called blood. I cut myself on your hand. See?" the girl said, and she held up her hand so that Ratchet could see the small cut. Prowl moved away as Ratchet moved toward the large exam table. He put his hand down on the metal surface, making a large clunking noise.

" Get off, please." He said, and he waited, sighing. Prowl watched with narrowed optics as the girl edged carefully off of Ratchets hand. Ratchet took a small step back, scanning her carefully.

"Prowl, can I talk with you a moment?" Ratchet asked, and Prowl nodded, moving with the other bot to leave the room. Ratchet seemed to wait until the door closed behind them to say anything.

"How much do you know about that girl?" He asked, his posture showing his concern. Prowl moved restlessly, looking form Ratchet to the door.

"We saved her, Ratchet. She would of died. Her kin is gone." Prowl said, and Ratchet sighed, shaking his head.

"Her optics aren't functional. Besides that, she seems normal, compared to the other humans I've seen. Her loss of scanners doesn't seem to bother her, so I'm guessing its been at least 4 cycles since it was terminated. I don't know what to do about her leak, though." Ratchet said, and he moved towards the door, but a hand on his shoulder plate made him pause, turning back to Prowl.

"Did she do anything…strange?" Prowl asked, and Ratchet turned towards him fully, curious.

"No, why?" Ratchet asked, and Prowl sighed, moving around again. Ratchet watched as patiently as he could before Prowl said anything.

"She was in recharge when we brought her in. I left her in a storage closet that had been emptied and converted for the purpose of housing these organics. She must of wandered for a while before I found her again, for she was near Skyfire. He was in the main hallway, in the dark…." Prowl explained, and Ratchet seemed to process this before he looked back at Prowl.

"And she was acting normal, right?" He asked, and Prowl nodded. He looked towards the door again, and he continued talking.

"Skyfire seemed to be listening, but he had a vacant look in his optics. But, they were focused on the person in front of him. When she tripped, he caught her, and held her gently. He put her down after she started to stroke his hand, trying to feel what was holding her." Prowl paused, seeming to muster up the courage to speak. Ratchet waited, shocked. Nothing scared Prowl.

"When we were walking to your med lab, she seemed to hear something I couldn't. She started to vibrate, and she ran over to me. He touched my leg, and suddenly, I was in the middle of someone else's memory bank. There were flashes of faces, whispers of names, but the most prominent one was…" Prowl paused again, taking a shaky intake as he looked towards the older bot in front of him.

"Starscream. And when she let go of me, I realized that I had been in a forced stasis lock, and I moved again. She seemed to relax, but there was no possible way that those memories were hers. And the only other bot she made contact with was…" Prowl said, but Ratchet interjected.

"Skyfire. Its not impossible, but improbable. Skyfire may of just shared memories…" Ratchet said, but his faceplate furrowed, showing confusion.

"With an organic?" Ratchet asked, and they both turned back to the door, opening it and walking inside. The girl was where they had left her, and she was swinging her legs over the side of the table, a happy smile on her face. She was humming something under her breath, and she seemed to know they were back.