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She sat watching the finger tap on the desk knowing that his optics were scrutinizing her every move. Having arrived at his request awhile ago he had yet to say one word to her but she had a good idea as to what he wanted. The only time she had ever been called here is after they pulled a successful prank on Skuffle. He does this every time. Brings them here, gives the lecture to which she could give back word for word, and then tells them not to do it again. Yet for once they had not traumatized Skuffle lately and she was the only one called, this unnerved her. As she though about it maybe it was not being here in the office watching the finger tap that was getting to her. Something had just not felt right since she awoke from recharge that morning. It felt like something was wrong or about to go wrong and it was driving her crazy as she could not figure out why. The finger tapping stopped and her optics followed them up to their owners face.

"Are you trying to send me to an early meeting with primus? Do you realize the implications of what you do to Skuffle? No, wait you probably do. Look I'm not going to give you another lecture since they apparently do no good. Instead I'm going to give you a job to do." Windstorm picked up some data pads and started to shuffle through them.

While Windstorm was busy Nightstalker sunk down into her chair, resting her elbow on the chairs arm and leaning her head against her fist. Staring out the window behind Windstorm she knew it was no use arguing with him and she really was starting to get bored. After all Sunspot had duties to do which kept him busy but she was never given anything to do. Raising her head she tried to see what was written on the pads. Wishing he'd give her something interesting and fun to do.

"Ah! Here this is something I think would suite you well. You seem to enjoy being on the move and hands on and Tunneler's group needs some extra help. Being the only one here with flight ability it would be a great asset, so I'm assigning you to them. Currently they are on the south side repairing the generators. You can head there now and I will send him a message to expect you." Windstorm reached across the desk and handed the information to Nightstalker.

"Thanks! Sounds interesting. Better than being stuck doing paperwork." Grabbing the data pad she got up and left the office.

Watching her leave Windstorm reflected on his decision. "This is best for her. If she is working then it keeps her out of trouble. Plus this shift is conveniently when Sunspot just finishes his so it will keep them apart. I hate to do it to them but it has to be done."

Leaning over his desk he pressed a button opening a comm to Tunneler. "Tunneler I'm assigning Nightstalker to your team. Take care of her but don't treat her any different than your other members."

"Nightstalker! You sure about that? Oh never mind I need the extra help. Tunneler out."

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Arriving at the south side Nightstalker approached an orange mech with a bucket shovel hanging off his back. "Are you Tunneler? I'm looking for him. I was sent by Windstorm."

"NO! NO! NO! Not that one it's fine…yes that one." Finishing his conversation the mech turned around and sized up Nightstalker. "Yah, I've been expecting you. Glade to have you on the team. Hay Turnbelt come here." Another orange mech with a similar build walked over. "This is Nightstalker, she is going to be working with you so show her what to do." Tunneler left her with Turnbelt as he walked away yelling orders out to the other mechs in the area. "NO! How many times…oh primus I get better work out of drones. Wait you cant put that in…"

Turnbelt shrugged his shoulders and gestured Nightstalker to follow him. "I saw your face back there and don't worry Tunneler is not always like that. He is just stressed trying to get everything done on time." Arriving at their work spot "it's great for the extra help were fixing generators today. I'll show you how to repair the first one then you can get those two up there" pointing at two located on a ledge halfway up the building. "Your hover ability is going to come in real handy for us. Without you we'd have to set up winches and scaffolding to get to those ones."

After watching Turnbelt fix one generator she engaged her thrusters and brought herself up to the ones she was to repair. Arriving her anti-gravs kicked in and she hovered by them. "Well let's see how well I can do." Picking the tools she was given out of subspace she opened the outer casing.

Her shift was almost over by the time she finished. "Well that concludes that. I am no mechanic but I got it done." Shifting her feet to aim her thrusters forward she moved away from the building while at the same time decreasing the energy output to lower herself to the ground. "Glade that is done. Took most of my energy to hover there…why would they ever put generators up here?"

"Hay Nightstalker you done? Can I get a hand? I need some help with this generator." Looking around she saw Turnbelt waving at her. Walking over she kneeled next to him "sure what you need?"

"I need to go inside and reestablish the computer connection to this one but at the same time I have to know specific data. Here hold this display and when I make the connection tell me what numbers are showing" placing the monitor in her hand.

"No problem I can do that." Nightstalker watched as Turnbelt walked away and a few minutes passed until she received his message. "Ok! I'm making the connection now. Tell me what it is saying so I can make the adjustments."

"Ok! It's displaying 134…152…189." Noticing her hands starting to lose sensation caused her some concern which was reflected in her voice "Umm Turnbelt my hands are going numb."

"Oh! That's normal it's probably the energy fields from the generator nothing to worry about." Turnbelt went back to calibrating the system.

"Probably the energy fields?" The sensation of wrongness she had been feeling that morning flooded back into her awareness. Shrugging it off she gave her hands a shake and went back to the task at hand. "Ok numbers are now 210, 201, 152, 149. Turnbelt the numbers are drop AHH." The pain and energy coursed through her body. Everything happened so fast, the numbers dropping quickly followed by the energy surge. Before going offline she shrieked and convulsed as her body became the ground for the generators energy.

Turnbelt listened to the dropping numbers and new something was wrong. He was about to ask her to check a setting when he heard her excruciatingly painful scream followed by dead air. "Nightstalker? Nightstalker? You there? What happened?" Receiving no reply he cursed, transformed and drove back to where he left her. "By Primus!" skidding to a stop he transformed from his truck mode. Running over to the body lying crumpled on the ground he reached out to touch her but recoiled as an arch of energy jumped from her body to his hand. "Oh No No! This is bad, very bad." Trying to keep calm he pulled out two cables which he attached to the ground and then threw across the monitor wires that were connected to the generator. Successfully rerouting the power away from Nightstalkers body he grabbed her waist, lifted her up and threw her limp body over his shoulder.

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Bursting through the med bay doors Turnbelt yelled out for Fastscan. Running over he gently laid Nightstalker down on the repair table as Fastscan came out of his office.

"Holy Primus! What happened?" Grabbing his hand scanner Fastscan approached her.

"I didn't mean it. I didn't know that was going to happen. You go to help her." Grabbing his hands Turnbelt shook in shock, fear and guilt.

Looking up at Turnbelt Fastscan yelled to get his attention. "SNAP OUT OF IT. Now is not the time. I need to know exactly what happened." Reaching around he turned on various monitors and started the scanners.

Venting to calm himself "you're right Fastscan. I believe she took a full dose of energy from the generators we were recalibrating and connecting. Is she going to be ok?" still rubbing his hands together to divert his anxiety.

Fastscan was busy analyzing the data on the monitors. Picking up a laser scalpel he went to cut off burnt plating when energy vaulted out of her body and up his arm. Dropping the scalpel with a curse he yelled at Turnbelt to go get Windstorm. Turning his attention back he grabbed a machine and hooked it up to Nightstalker to remove the excess charge that remained in her body. "I can't even touch her to begin the repairs till the charge drops enough but the longer I wait the more the damage become irreparable." He stared at the monitor impatiently watchingthe numbers slowly decrease "that's enough, my hands will be numb but I have to start now."

Removing her canopy he dived into the repairs. He was concentrating so hard that hearing the med bay doors slide open did not distract him from attending to Nighstalkers injuries. Having just entered Windstorm quickly approached "give me her condition" as he took in her offline and burnt form.

Continuing to replace melted wiring and cut away burnt plating Fastscan didn't even look up. "She took a large amount of energy and has sustained massive burns to her plating. Best guess is that I need to replace about 40 of her wiring and internals that have been melted. I'm still in the process of removing the remaining excess charge then I can replace her circuit fuses." Giving a quick glance up at Windstorm "I wont know till later if this has affected her memory banks or not."

As Windstorm took in the information Riverrun came bursting through the doors. "Where is she? How is…oh my!" Running towards Nightstalker Windstorm stepped out and restrained him by his shoulders. Straining to get away Riverrun took his worry and frustration out on him. "Let me go. You have no right to deny me…this is entirely your fault Windstorm you put her there. If anything happens I'm holding you responsible."

A fight ensued until Fastscan yelled over them to stop. "ENOUGH! I got to much to do here without the distraction from you two." Fastscans attention was directed back to Nightstalker as lights and alarms started to go off on the monitors. "No! Riverrun get out now I mean it….ah slag."

Seeing the glare from Windstorm and knowing fully that distracting Fastscan now could cost Nightstalker her spark he turned and left the med bay. "She better make it or by the primal evil of unicron I swear they both will pay with their sparks." Growling he went and waited in the commons room. "Why did he just kick me out and not Windstorm? They better not try anything stupid with her programming." His train of thought was broken as Sunspot flew by. "Hay you can't go in yet" quickly catching him by the arm and twisting him around. Together they waited in silence for what seemed an eternity. Turning simultaneously as they heard someone walk in, they saw Windstorm approach. Sunspot jumped up and tackled him in the process "how is she! is she alright! can I see her? is she in pain! does she remember anything?!"

Pushing Sunspot off of him Windstorm perceived the pain and concern radiating from his face and felt his spark twinge. "Fastscan thinks she will make it. She is still offline so we don't know if there was any significant damage done to her memory. You can go stay with her but don't expect much soon." Just as he finished Sunspot embraced him in a hug then took off to the med bay.

Heading off Windstorm needed to get to the bridge but before he left he paused to talk to Riverrun without looking at him. "Only one visitor allowed Fastscans orders." Not waiting for a reply he continued on his way.

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"Oh my aching circuits. What hit me?" wait a click why is it so dark? Ah! Am I blind? Oh wait…" optics flickering back on "that's better." Turning her head she saw Sunspot sitting in recharge next to her "How long have I been here? I feel…different somehow." Sitting up she examined the room and focused in on Fastscan sitting in front of a monitor. Suddenly a memory of battle flowed into her mind. At the same time Fastscan twitched and cried out. Shaking her head in an attempt to remove the horrifying vision she could hear Sunspot wake up and start talking to her.

"Hay! Hay! Are you ok?" standing up Sunspot wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Fastscan, Fastscan!" getting no reaction from the mech, who looked like he was stuck in a nightmare, Sunspot turned his attention back to Nightstalker. Seeing her in distress he reached up and gently took her face in his hands. "Look at me! Come on Nightstalker look at me!" Brining his face close to hers "that's it…focus on me."

She knew the memory was not hers but even so it was horrible and yet fascinating at the same time. As her attention focused on Sunspots optics the memory started to fade, then finally it was gone. "Sunspot? Wha…what happened?"

"You were in an accident and got electrocuted. Fastscan almost lost you a few times." Acknowledging this information she continued to answer his other questions but her main focus was on Fastscan across the room. Seeing him acting strange before getting up and entering his office got her thinking. "Was that his memory? I still remember but it is not affecting me anymore. And the pain, the guilt, it was not mine…but how did it get into my memory banks?" She was snapped out of her thought by Sunspot punching her in the arm "hay are you even listening to me?"

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