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Wheeljack corrected his hunching position from examining the various sheets of paper displayed across the table and expelled air from his vents in a long sigh.

"Well…its certainly old cybertronian language….but…"

"But?" Ratchet eyed him suspiciously; there were rarely any "but"s with wheeljack.

"Its far too ancient for me to decipher, honestly I don't have access to enough data to be able to, how in cybertron a mere human could come up with them I can't even phantom…"

At that moment captain Lennox decided to wake up yawning loudly and stretching his arms over his head, he blinked twice before looking at the two.

"Oh, good morning Ratchet and er….?"

"Wheeljack" the mech supplied holding a finger for the soldier to shake as it seemed to be their common greeting fashion.

"Right, Will Lennox." He then looked around "What the hell happened? This looks as bad as a mad scientist's lab!" He literally couldn't even take a step out of his chair without stepping on the papers.

"We were hoping you could tell us that, but it seems you recharged through the whole thing "Ratchet said turning his optics to the young human still asleep on the old mattress. Her energy readings seemed good; she should be waking up soon.

"You know you guys should really start thinking in making human living quarters around here, I saw where she was staying at in the rec room, that usually isn't very comfortable for most kids her age.

"Prowl has been discussing that with Prime lately…but it will have to wait since we've been so busy lately." Ratchet said offering a hand so the man could get off the berth." Do you think Ashley is uncomfortable with her current conditions?" he asked tilting his head slightly as he set the human down.

"Personally I'm of the opinion every kid should have a rough time somewhere around their youth so they know what they take for granted, but I'd say its gone long enough on this case."

"Well she hasn't said anything so far…" Wheeljack commented "Maybe I can make some schematics for human quarters…" he trailed off already having his processor working on plans. Ratchet just gave him a light shake of the head before turning back to Will.

"We'll talk to her about it. Now I believe Ironhide should be waiting for you by the rec room to take you back home captain." Will nodded and quickly left, followed by a thoughtful Wheeljack.

No sooner had they left a soft mumble reached Ratchet's audios and he turned to the waking human. she was rubbing her dark brown eyes tiredly and had a massive bad hair case right now. He had never questioned it before but the young one usually had her hair wavy like a massive lion mane, it didn't exactly look very hygienic either but he had seen her try to desperately comb it and the amount of hair products she revised in one of their shopping trips. Somehow her hair was too stubborn and she couldn't tame it, he wondered why because most females her age were experts at this.

"Morning Ratchet" she mumbled looking up at him with a faint smile it was honest and simple.

"Good morning, I see you kept yourself busy last night." He said scowling. She blinked a few times before looking around herself with a small "oh".

"Wheeljack will be talking to you about those later on. For now I need to make some exams to make sure I extracted all the poison." He leaned down offering a hand, she gladly took it and was placed on an emptier berth.

"I was tired of sleeping and didn't want to bother captain Lennox. I asked blurr to get me my sketch book and started writing down what I got so far from the allspark." She said with a shrug, eyeing the tool he was going to scan her with.

"You got all that from just looking at it?" he asked trying to hide his surprise.

"Well…yeah…it's not very hard to figure out how it works, the problem is translating what it says."

"You do realise your saying that an artefact my race couldn't figure out for centuries is actually simple to you?" she nodded with a goofy grin.

"Yeah, but I'm serious, it works like this: you got six sides of the original cube, so in order to make the allspark do what you specifically wanted it to you had to shift the coding in scripted on it, forming the word or sentence that you wanted to order." She gave him a moment for the information to sink in. "I managed to translate the current message it has which is "Creation". So basically anything that shard will do is create life I think. The shard is adapting though. I've noticed on my short stay here that its been shifting the code on its own."

"What do you mean by that?" he asked pausing on his work, completely engrossed on the conversation now.

"Did prime tell you I tried to enter the closet the shard is in?" he nodded "I was trying to go see what was on the other side. I got a glimpse of the script but I'm still trying to figure out what the rest was."

"And what was it that you managed to read so far?"

"It's incomplete…." She said hesitating.

"Well?" he asked impatiently.

"I think it says "regeneration"". She fiddled with her thumbs uncomfortably under his intense gaze.

"Regeneration?" Ratchet repeated, just to make sure he heard right, the young girl nodded nervously.

"I-I didn't get a good glimpse though, it might be something else. But then again it could explain why it's slowly changing form, it might not need to be replicated Ratchet, it can do it itself, all it needs is a little time." His frown deepened, he wasn't very happy with the news.

"How did you manage to translate the script? I'd like to know about it if you could. Just o make sure." She nodded as she was picked up again.

The next two hours were spent trying to explain how she made logic of the translation.

The medic was sceptical at first but the more she went into her explanation the more he seemed to understand it, it was really quite odd but humans were just that. Odd.

"Your linguistic skills are quite impressive young one." He admitted, the dark haired just shrugged looking away.

"I sort of always had a knack for that, learned five languages by myself when I was six, kept going from then on, its like instinct most of the time, but I think its just association with image, sound, smell and reactions, in that aspect your race isn't too different from mine, so some things seem easy to translate." She then frowned deeply in thought " however we do have some extreme differences, which is probably why I haven't been able to figure out some of the script. Like your source of energy, you guys basically drink energon, we humans however need to feed from various things at the same time. Or the fact that you build your own bodies whenever you grow up, but we don't."

"It makes sense you should have some trouble with that, but so far I can see you have figured it out perfectly, this all seems logical and has fundamental basis."

"Ah, good, so…." She drawled " can I go for a burger now? I'm starving!" Ashley pleaded, attempting to give him what humans called the "puppy dog look".

"No burgers I'm afraid, your internal systems are recovering from the poisoning, but I heard Ironhide earlier say that Will Lennox's wife wanted to bring you some healthy food for your recovery. He should be back by now considering how long we've been talking." She nodded, looking at her notes thoughtfully, her brain still mulling over the codes she didn't know. "That reminds me I have to tell you something." She looked up at him briefly, wondering what the big mech had to say. "After your little…." He frowned "incident with doctor Rose we had a long talk with your government and we have gotten to an agreement. They seem to believe that since you did not want to tell us about the poison just to protect us, made you trust worthy enough with our secret, hence allowing you to go back to your hometown." He said it in a casual way, but in reality he could already tell he'd miss the little human, she had proven to be quite the interesting being to talk to, and that wasn't very usual in the medic's life. Slag he usually passed more time telling others not to move while he fixed them or how careless they were rather than conversing with them.

The young human however gave him the blankest look he had ever seen on her, and turned to her left staring at the wall like it was mildly interesting.

"Oh…" there was silence.

"I expect this came a bit of a shock, I'll leave you to your thoughts while I get Ironhide and your fuel." And with that, he left, thinking the human needed some time.

Ashley stared at the door, listening to the sound of his footsteps disappearing in the hall, once she knew he was no where near she let out a pained sigh, she didn't want to go, not back there, never there. But they weren't going to give her a choice, besides how do you go up to a giant robot and say "hey!I want to stay with you aliens rather than my family!". Honestly she thought she was pathetic, weak to have ever let herself make friends with them, if she hadn't then she wouldn't be hurting so much right now.

She wouldn't allow herself to go back to that life, never again. She couldn't, she didn't want to. Hesitantly she grabbed her clothes which had been kindly laid next to her mattress and changed. She snuck out, making sure no robots were anywhere near by the vibrations the halls emitted with their feet. Once she knew it was safe she headed for the second floor, only to stop halfway there when she spotted the memorial room.

Glancing around once, she darted inside; the familiar blue glow greeted her. She glared at it this time, her mind set.

"Sorry guys, but if it means stopping your race from abusing the creation of life, then its worth breaking Optimus's promise. I'll be gone anyway soon." She said heading over to the lock, it had a new word….a five letter word, she took a while trying to figure it out, thinking of whatever could be personal to Prime, he was the type to choose a fond memory for these things, and it wasn't until she remembered his bet that she figured it out.

"Elita" she spelled out and to her satisfaction she heard the lock click and the door open, the shard coming down. She quickly snatched it and searched for the correct way to slide the codes to their place while heading over to Jazz's empty shell. "C'mon baby, I better be right about this "she said sliding a piece into place and climbing over the dead body. It was a good thing she had learned to climb since she was very young, in fact her grandmother used to stress how she learned to climb before she had learned to crawl. She reached his chest and looked for the right spot to shift the armour, always glancing at the door to hear a nose or another, fearful they were looking for her, but for now, whichever deity was up there, it was looking after her.

"Ok…." She breathed in gaining the courage to do one of the riskiest things in her life. "here goes…" she slid the final piece and a jolt of electricity hit her for a moment, making her drop it inside as a reaction, the whole body shook violently and she barely had time to grab onto it with numb hands. A whirring sound met her; and looking up at the dead visor she saw it flicker to life.

There was no warning, Jazz swung forward madly like he was in the middle of a battle, swaying his elegant arms menacingly, claws stretched out, he screamed, shouting things she couldn't understand and even started shooting. She held on tightly until he did the scariest thing I her life. He started to transform.

She tried to jump off but it was too late, she was met with one of his parts on the side of the head and crashed back against his chest, the last thing she heard was the continuing of the transformation all around her and the screeching of tires.

Jazz finished his transformation, and as soon as his brilliant visor caught sight of the door starting to open, he burned rubber and went for it, crashing into whoever got in his way, never looking back. Wherever he was, he knew he had just been on a fight, and if he was out and not on Ratchet's medic bay, sedated enough not to move, then he should definitely be at a decepticon base.

He raced the halls in a desperate, almost claustrophobic need to get out, his audios weren't functioning properly, taking their time to reboot, and his homing system was still down. Soon he found the exit, and kissed the sweet highway, dearly wanting to get as far away as possible from the base and meet back with his friends.

Ah a bit shorter, but I think one of my best yet. Review please :D oh and don't forget to read my other tf fics!