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"Prowl?" She asked, and Prowl moved towards her, watching quietly. She seemed to sense something was wrong, her smile fading.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her eyes flitting everywhere. Prowl watched for a few seconds before he moved forward, laying his hand palm up on the table. She scooted towards it, felling for the edge and lifting herself up and over it. She waited as the air moved around her, letting her know that she was being lifted up.

" Nothing, girl. I just wanted to know, what's your designation?" Prowl asked, and Ratchet stopped messing with a broken datapad to come closer. The girl shifted, her black hair falling slightly over her shoulder.

"Designation? Oh, do you mean my name? Then, my designation is Skylar Starheart." The girl said, and Prowl looked from Ratchet back ot the girl.

Prowl walked slowly towards the door, taking in her name. The girl waited, moving her head around.

"Skylar Starheart?" he asked, and the girl nodded. She then smiled, looking towards the ground.

" My friends called me Sky." She said, and the smile left her face. She started to cry, letting her hair shift to be in front of her face. Prowl stopped, his servos whining again. He got flashes of different lives, mixing and swirling together. The girl held onto Prowl, unknowingly dragging him into her past.

"Prowl!" Skylar said, and she jerked her hand away. Prowl jerked forward, his hand closing unintentionally over Skylar. She screamed, her eyes screwing up in pain. Prowl shook his head, his eyes vacantly locked onto the wall. Skylar screamed again, only this time she screamed out a name.

"Ratchet!" she screamed, and she heard thudding footsteps in response. There was the crash of metal, and she felt herself being torn out of Prowl's grip. She was being cradled gently in the palms of two hands, and she was unsure of who it was that held her. She didn't want to touch the hands, incase the bot that held her didn't want to be touched. She sat silently, tense and listening, trying to figure out who was holding her.

"Hello?" she asked, and the rocking motion of the bot stopped. She heard the whine of overhead lights, turbine engines revving and the unmistakable sound of whirring servos. She let her hands drop down, touching the hands se was cradled in. She shifted, moving her hands over the metal as she moved, trying to feel how big the hands were.

"Stop that." The bot said, and the girl picked her hands up, moving again to face the bot. She cocked her head as the bot started to move again, moving with more purpose down the tunnel.

"Skyfire?" she asked, and the bot stopped, revving his engines again. She shut her eyes as a loud voice echoed through the hall. She pressed her hand ot her ears as the voice got louder, closer. She got a whiff of a different planet, and the sticky stuff called energon that seemed to be dripping off of Skyfire.

"No! Skyfire!" she cried, and she felt the fingers that held her tighten, then relax. She heard a loud voice, one that overpowered the one that was screaming at her, and she started to loose the smell of energon, and the voice faded.

" Are you okay? Talk to me, girl!" Skyfire said, concern echoing in his metallic voice. Skylar shook, her eyes focused on the wall. She left around for a finger, and she held onto it tightly.

"Skyfire?" she asked in a small voice. She could still hear the echoes of the voice from before, but it was faint.

"What did you do to Prowl?" Skyfire asked, and Skylar winced, her eyes searching the darkness. She gripped the finger tighter, her black hair falling away from her face.

"I didn't mean to, I don't know whose these are, they are hurting me!" Skylar said, and Skyfire moved his hands, cupping them and Skylar closer to his chest. The girl took a sharp breath, her hands over a certain warm spot over Skyfire's chest. She could feel his energy, almost as if it was a heartbeat.

"It's so calming…." She said, and she felt her eyes close, listening to the spot. Skyfire supped his hands protectively over the girl, his optics closing. He could feel how fragile she was, how much she needed a friend. He started to move, holding the girl still as he walked through the halls. The girl stirred sleepily, letting her hands move along the warm spot.

"What's your designation?" Skyfire asked softly, looking down at the small person that was cradled in his hands. She girl blinked, her stormy gray eyes locking on the wall.

"It's called a name." She said, a sleepy smile working on her face. Skyfire chuckled, walking slower down the hall.

"What's your name, then?" he asked, and the girl moved, seeming to look straight at his face.

"Skylar Starheart." She said, and Skyfire stopped, his servos whining as he processed her name. She seemed to know that something was wrong, for she moved away from his chest, sitting as curled up as possible to lessen contact with him.

"Skyfire?" she asked, and he moved again, looking into her eyes. He smiled, shaking his head.

"Its nothing, Skylar. That's such a good name." Skyfire said, and she smiled again, moving back to his chest. She stroked the warm spot, and she felt her heart jump a little.

"That's my spark." Skyfire said, and the girl stopped stroking, surprise on her face.

"You mean it's like your heart?" she asked, and Skyfire nodded. The girl waited, and Skyfire sighed.

"Well, its what keeps me alive." He said, and the girl touched it again. There was the sound of footsteps form the opposite way, and both Skyfire and Skylar turned, Skylar trying to guess, and Skyfire trying to see. The lights reflected off of a red and blue paint job, and Skyfire's optics widened. The girl felt Skyfire tense, and she crouched closer to his chest, trying to hear why Skyfire was so afraid.

"Optimus Prime!" Skyfire exclaimed, and Skylar waited, her hands on Skyfire's spark chamber. The other bot stopped, his blue optics looking over the white bot in front of him and his cargo.

"Prowl is looking all over for Skylar, Skyfire." Optimus said, and the girl felt Skyfire's hands loosen, falling away from her but still keeping her on them. She stood up, feeling Optimus's optics roaming over her. She stood up tall, trying to look confident. Skyfire could sense that she was scared, though, and he pulled her back to his chest.

"Sir, I would like to speak to Prowl, if I may." Skyfire said, and Optimus nodded, hiding his surprise. Ever since Skyfire has been at the Autobot base, he has never stood up fro himself.

"He is in the med bay, talking to Ratchet. You will find him there." Optimus said, and the girl smiled, nodding her head at Optimus. Skyfire watched him walk away, and he turned around, heading in the opposite direction than he was walking originally.

"Why do you want to talk to Prowl? I thought that you didn't like to talk to anyone here." Skylar asked, sitting down in his hands. He curled his fingers over her, protecting her.

"I'm…new here. They know of my past." Skyfire said, and Skylar was quiet, thinking over the news.

"What's so bad about your past?" She asked, trying to get through his shell. Skyfire was like how her older brother had been, caring and protective on the inside, but as his life went on, he started to build a shell, thickening it each time something happened, good or bad. It had taken her almost a year to break his shell, but as soon as she did, he had died.

"I…am a scientist. I was traveling with my best friend, searching each galaxy, when we stumbled across this world. I was pulled into the pole, lost in the ice. My friend was forced to leave me…" he said, and Skylar got brief glimpses of this. She gasped, getting Skyfire's attention. HE stopped his story, and Skylar lost the glimpses. She moved, brushing her hand across his spark chamber.

"Keep talking, Skyfire! Please!" she asked, and Skyfire nodded, his engines revving.

"I was under there for a long time. My friend found me again, and he helped me to become online again. I had missed him so much….I was overjoyed when he found me." Skyfire started walking again, his servos whirring and the overhead lights whining. But, Skylar hardly noticed this. She was caught up in the story and the glimpses it gave her. She felt like something wasn't right, but she ignored her gut feeling.

"He asked me to join his group, telling the leader how trustful I was. I joined because of him. And, for some reason, it didn't feel right. But, I didn't want to tell him that." Skyfire said, and Skylar sat still in amazement as the glimpses started to lengthen, turning into memories that she now recognized from before. She took a sharp intake, trying to figure out why she could see these memories. She could even see names, one of which she was surprised at. 'Starscream' continued to pop up, and she started to get a feeling that Starscream was the friend Skyfire continued to talk about.

"I left, breaking that trust and the friendship with…" Skyfire said, but he left off on the name. Skylar stroked his spark chamber, soothed by the hum of energy and life that was there.

"Starscream." She said, and Skyfire stopped, looking down at Skylar in amazement.

"How did you know that?" he asked, his voice serious. She looked around, leaning back against his chest.

"Remember when I crashed into you?" She asked, and Skyfire nodded. She continued talking, unsure if Skyfire had said an affirmative or not.

"Something changed. Ever since then, I've been seeing things. Memories that are not mine. And, Its been happening to Prowl whenever I touch him…." She said, and Skyfire smiled, moving again.

"Memory transfer? But, I never thought….." Skyfire said, and he turned to the left, going down the hallway towards the Med bay. He walked with purpose, trying to stop thinking about the memory transfer. He stopped outside of the doors, his audio receptors listening for Prowl and Ratchet. He walked forward, punching in the pass code. The doors lid open quietly, releasing steam as they opened as far as they would go. He saw Ratchet standing over Prowl, who was laid out on the exam table. Ratchet turned, his optics widening as he saw who it was standing in the doorway.

"Skyfire! It was you who has Skylar?" Ratchet asked, and Prowl stood up, His optics locking on the figure in Skyfire's cupped hands. He moved to get off the table, but Ratchet made him lay back down.

"I wish to ask Prowl a question." Skyfire asked, moving his hands so that they were even with his shoulder, to the right of his head. The girl felt carefully before moving, settling they with a tight grip on his wing. Skyfire moved forward, his optics on the ground.

"I would like it if Skylar could stay with me." HE said, and Ratchet took a step back, his eyes on Prowl.