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"O-Optimus," Sunstreaker's voice caught in his vocal processors.

"Sunstreaker, did you take care of Barricade?"

"Optimus get Ratchet," Sunstreaker said in an ear whisper. The waver in Sunstreaker's voice was noticed immediately, the leader knew something had gone horribly wrong.

"Sunstreaker, tell me what is going on," Optimus asked, "We are already en route due to Sideswipe's call, are you functioning alright?"

"I… I am functioning minimally," Sunstreaker admitted. After chasing off anyone who dared come near him, he had picked up his brother while Mikaela lay softly in his other hand and pulled him from the center of the road, in case more cars came. He cringed as his brother's still form grated across the black top, scraped against the now shattered glass and parts fell off of him as if they had only been glued on. He glanced to his brother's prone body and the small nearly lifeless body he held cupped in his hands, careful not to damage her further. It was a miracle she was even still alive, but he didn't know how long she would last. He was torn as he could feel Sideswipe fighting within their bond, struggling to stay alive.

"Soldier, report!" Optimus suddenly demanded over the comm. link.

"Sir, Sideswipe is in…" The yellow brother's hesitation made Optimus worry even more, flooring it even faster, "He's in real bad shape." Still his voice was like a whisper, "I got here too late. After whatever caused him to get into an accident, he was hit head on by a semi." His voice spoke volumes. Optimus could hear the strain in the yellow brother's voice, "I have Mikaela after I took her from his form before any more damage to could come to her. She has a few fractured ribs, a broken arm and she's bleeding from her head."

The news got Ratchet and First Aid gunning their engines, pulling out in front of the pack and pulling away rapidly to get to the scene as fast as they could.

"Sunstreaker, report on Sideswipe," Ratchet's voice called through the comm. link.

"Uh…" he looked to his brother's body, frowning, "His spark is erratic, fading, down to 47% capacity and falling. His armor is completely wrecked… He was hit in his alt form."

A soft 'hmm' came across the link, "We will be there ETA 3 minutes, can you hang on that long, Sunstreaker?"

"Yeah," Sunstreaker whispered harshly, "hurry Ratchet, Mikaela is in a lot worse shape, she needs a hospital,"

While Sunstreaker waited, he watched cars go by, some slowing down to view the accident and the Autobot sitting with something cupped close to his chest. No one dared get out, the twins were knew well, and a lot of people were more afraid of them than the Decepticons themselves.

"Wow, that Lamborghini should get a 20 star rating in a crash test!" someone suddenly yelled from a car. Sunstreaker's optics flared as the person suddenly saw him, "Oh shit," He suddenly said, ducking into the passenger seat as low as he could.

The others arrived rather quickly and Ratchet went to work assessing damage and had First Aid take Mikaela to the nearest hospital. It was easy since First Aid was much like Ratchet, except he was an actual ambulance.

Ratchet continued to work with Sideswipe, getting all the readings he could and going to work on saving his life. Luckily, he could get the red twin's spark stable quicker than what Sunstreaker's dire call had made it sound, "Let's get him back to base," He looked to Optimus, who had already had a trailer, "I will finish up there," he turned to Sunstreaker, speaking carefully, "He's not out of the woods just yet. Lets go,"

As quickly as all of the Autobots had arrived on the scene, they were all gone just as fast. The only proof that anyone was even there was the foot imprint in the ground next to the road. Otherwise it looked like a normal accident. They didn't need the extra, unwanted publicity. The Autobots were always quick to clean up their messes, unlike the Decepticons who left destruction in their wake no matter where they were or went.

About half an hour arrived them back at the base and Ratchet carried Sideswipe to his med bay with Sunstreaker's help. He hadn't chased the yellow warrior away from the bay this time, knowing he could go into hysteria should something suddenly happen to his brother. Keeping him with him would keep his attention on his brother rather than going off in a frantic fit.

The medic quickly went to work, prying off armor of the red warrior as he went to work assessing how he was hit, where and by how much force. Sunstreaker cringed deeply when Ratchet peeled his armor away like paper. He continued to pull until all that was his outer armor was lying in the corner and he reached into Sideswipe's chest and triggered his transformation. Sunstreaker watched with curiosity, "He gonna be ok, Ratchet?"

"No questions. If you want to stay, you best remain quiet so I can work," Ratchet replied briskly.

Sunstreaker moved closer to his brother ,watching him while Ratchet worked, "To be honest, Sunstreaker, he took a hit, but he should be alright," Ratchet pulled a few wires and cauterized a few energon lines, "he's extremely lucky he was turned where he was or both of them would already be dead." Ratchet spoke gruffly as he went to work with both hands inside the red twin's chest. He cringed and pulled a few more wires and soldered them before putting them back and then went to work on repairing the damaged spark chamber, which wasn't in all that bad of shape.

"This is Autobot First Aid. I have a girl, age around 23. Name: Mikaela Banes. She was involved in a car accident. She has several lower rib fractures, her wrist is fractured in many places, requires immediate setting, her skill has also has a hairline fracture at the frontal lobe, but her injuries are not only there. From a deep internal scan, her brain has begun to swell. My ETA is 4 minutes." Was sent to the nearest hospital.

"Thank you, First Aid, we will have a crash cart ready."

Back at the hospital the girl was brought in via an Autobot ambulance, and he filled them in the rest of the way as to her condition, however the accident had been deemed classified. They thanked him. They rolled the stretcher down the corridor towards emergency and brought her right into her own space and closed off the curtains to prying eyes. She wouldn't remain there long, as they were already prepping her for surgery for all of her broken bones and to hopefully calm the swelling of the girls brain.

Back at the base, a few days had passed and Sideswipe was starting to come around. He woke slowly, bringing his optics online to find Sunstreaker – no surprise there – and Ratchet standing over him, "Primus and all that is holy, you two are an opticsore with those colors!" He blurted out shielding his optics dramatically.

"Well, glad you're feeling better," Sunstreaker smirked.

Ratchet just shook his head.

"Better? I feel like I was hit by a semi!"

"That's because you were, dipshit," Sunstreaker answered.

"Figures," Sideswipe answered. His mind suddenly realized something very wrong and he leapt from his seat, "Mika!" He cried out.

"Whoa, whoa, bro, she's at the hospital, First Aid brought her,"

"Is… is she alright?"

"First Aid reported to me within the first few minutes he had arrived at the hospital a few days ago,"

Sideswipe gave Ratchet a glare, "And…?"

"And…" Ratchet let out what could only be construed as a sigh, "She had a fractured wrist, fractured ribs and a hairline skull fracture, and she is in ICU now,"

Sideswipe was partially relieved to hear that she at least had survived, but his relief soon turned to guilt, "I never expected Dead End to arrive. I did my best to protect her,"

"So bro, now that you're finally awake, tell us what happened,"

"Well," he started, "I had started running from Barricade but Dead End arrived from absolutely nowhere and got me in the aft with missiles. After a hard landing, the last thing I remember was holding Mikaela for dear life as… a…" he paused, "Slag, she was in me when that truck hit?"

Ratchet and Sunstreaker both nodded. Sideswipe looked down in sadness, "I want to go see her,"

"Sideswipe, there are some... complications you should be aware of," Ratchet spoke, his voice showing his worry.

"And that is?" He asked.

"She sustained some brain damage to her hippocampal formation, and she has yet to awaken,"

What the slag is a 'hippocampal formation'? "Well won't she wake up soon?"

"Humans are… different. Their brains, if damaged may cause them to go into a deep sleep; one they cannot be woken from called a coma. They had put her into a medicated coma for now, but there is no telling what damages her brain sustained until she wakes on her own."

"I want to be there,"

"They won't wake her for a few days yet."

"I'm going," he went to get up, only to find himself completely naked and he gasped, "Ratchet, what did you do to me?" he gave the medic an accusatory side glare.

"I had to remove all of your outer armor," Ratchet returned the glare with one if his own.

"I'm naked!"

"So re-form your armor, nimrod," Sunstreaker's voice cut in.

"Oh yeah," he said as if he'd suddenly had a huge epiphany. Within a few moments he was red again, glanced to Sunstreaker and then to Ratchet, "I'm outta here!" he suddenly jumped up and ran out of the room dodging the wrath of the medic as he bolted towards the door and left, headed for the hospital that Mikaela was at.

Sunstreaker quickly followed his brother, both hell bent on the hospital, "Hey, Sunny?"

"Don't call me that," Sunstreaker quipped.

"Which hospital did they take her to?" Sideswipe asked a bit shyly.

"Primus," Sunstreaker sighed, "Follow me,"

Both of them arrived at the hospital about 15 minutes later and their holo matter forms projected as they made to get out of the cars and headed towards the building, "Why do we even pretend? It's not like they don't see the emblems on our armor," Sideswipe asked as they walked past humans who were staring at their bodies.

"Maybe they think we are just humans driving us,"

"Whatever," Sideswipe waved his brother off and headed for the receptionist, "Um… can you tell me where ICU is?" he asked her.

The woman behind the counter about swooned over the two men who walked into the place and stood before her, "Um…" she paused to stare at them a moment ,"Follow the corridor till you see the sign," she said.

Both of the men nodded and walked off, and she couldn't help but stare after them.

Quickly the pair made it to the ICU and was greeted by another receptionist, "Can I help you two?"

"Uh, yeah," Sideswipe piped up, "I'm here to see Mikaela Banes,"

"Mikaela?" She asked, "Are you a relative?"

"You could say that," Sideswipe nodded.

"Your name?"

"Uh… Mr. Swipe." He answered dumbly and glared at his brother who had elbowed him and smirked.

Sunstreaker held his hand over the side of this mouth towards Sideswipe and mouthed, 'boyfriend' to her and she only nodded, "One minute please. Take a seat." She pointed behind them. Both of them sighed and headed to the room where a few people sat and found their own places.

"Mr. Swipe? That's original,"

"Shut up," Sideswipe hissed.

A few minutes later, the woman came out to them, "Mr. Swipe?"

He looked up to her, "Huh?" he asked stupidly.

"Follow me please,"

"He goes," he pointed towards his brother.

She nodded, "This way," she headed to a door and nodded to the other girl behind the glass, who pressed a button admitting them.

Next Chappy: Mikaela wakes up...