Hey peps! No, I didn't die. I just had a busy time. The 8th grade dance was amazing, the last day of school was nice too. I still have an F in Pre-Algabra, but oh well. It's not time to cry over spilled milk. I could have done this Saturday but I kinda got lazy, than Sunday I wanted to update but my parents dragged me out the road. AKA in to the middle of nowhere. Our car broke down! Something wrong with what ever charges the battery. Than this whole week I've been lazy, and been watching WAY too much Military Channel. I did update some of my other stories though.

THANK YOU to all of you who review! I would have written you back but the format wouldn't let me. You have no idea how much you're review mean to me! *HUGS YOU ALL*

Now, to the reason you all read this story. (Whitch is probably not to hear me rant or make excuses.)


Orion Pax shook his head. "You've told us some pretty strange stuff, but Ratchet, this is weird beyond the common usage of the word."

"That's the understatement of Vorn." Chromia murmured, taking a sip of energon.

Under the table, Atka was trying to get her owners attention.

"Woof!"

"Shut up." Ironhide muttered, and nudged the large silver wolfbot with his foot.

"Okay... Let me get this straight, there's a femme, who is currently in the hospital." Elita-One said.

"Yes."

"No one knows who she is, where she came from, or even how old she is." Orion Pax said, leaning back. Things were starting to get interesting.

"Yes."

"She has amnesia, is taller than most of the seekers, looks nothing like any other Cybertronian you've met, has bluish silver optics, and has a slight accent." Jazz said.

"Yes."

"And the hospital has been getting threats about her, from some bot, or bots that no one can identify..." Ironhide growled.

"Yes."

Chromia swirled her finger in a cup of energon. "Have the police been notified?" She asked.

"Yes."

Orion Pax sighed, and looked around, than sighed. Poor Ratchet... He sounds utterly confused.

"It also turns out, that until she's fully recovered and we have to find her a more permanent place to stay. That place happens to be stuck with me." Ratchet said, before gingerly sipping his glass.

"Well, we'll have to meet her than." Prowl said.

"Did you know about this?" Orion asked him.

The junior cop shook his head. "A little, but I'm on a different case."

"Oh, that's too bad." Elita-One said

"So, are we still gonna meet in the park tomorrow?" Ironhide asked.

"Of course -OW! ATKA!" Ratchet pulled his foot out from under the wolfbot, who had decided it would be nice to lie down on the medic's feet.

Everyone at the table cracked up laughing. "Hey, do you mind if I bring my little sister? She just got back in town." Prowl asked.

Orion rolled his optics. "You don't even have to ask!"

The small group of friends continued to talk for quite some time, before they all left for the day, each splitting up to go their separate way.

Orion Pax waved his way through the streets, try, but failing to not bump in to other bots that were also walking that time of day.

On his way to his apartment, he ran (Quite literally) in to Hound.

"OOF!"

Orion shook his head and scolded himself for not looking where he was going.

The two staggered to their feet, dusting themselves off. "Sorry about that, I'm in a bit of a hurry, I'm late for a track meet." Hound said, already moving past Orion. "I'd love to stay and chat but, you know, I've got to get there before it's over."

Orion nodded. "Good luck than."

Well, it seems that at least some people can get on with their normal lives...*Sigh* What I wouldn't give to find out what Ratchet's thinking right now... Orion walked in to the apartment building in with he lived and headed up the stairs.

His apartment was fairly small, painted a dark gray from the last owner. When the lights were off it was slightly spooky, but thankful that's who decor was for, to brighten a room.

Picture of him and his friends littered the wall. His favorite was taken when Ironhide had first gotten Atka. The whole crew was sitting on a park bench, the little puppy was standing on Ironhide's lap, licking his face, Ratchet was trying to peel Atka off of him, Chromia was laughing hysterically, Elita one was trying to keep a blank face, Orion himself was sitting the bench, smiling, while Jazz stood behind him, making funny faces. Prowl was the one taking the picture, and had only about half his face in it.

He smiled. He LOVED that picture.

A small meow ripped him out of his memories.

He looked down.

Sitting below him was his cybercat, a stray he had picked up off the street. It had big green eyes, and was painted mostly orange. He had white paws, silvery claws, a white chest, tipped tail and muzzle. The whole rest of the cat, was gray, because like any Cybertronian, there were still sum wires, cables and other stuff that could not be hidden under plating.

"Hello!" he said, and scratched her behind the ears.

MRRREEEEOOW Was his only response.


Okay, just a little note, Atka is based slightly off my dog Atka the Giant Alaskan Malamute. She's the one in my Avatar.

I hope you liked this. You'll get to meet this femme later, but not in the next chapter. In the next chapter we again look back in time to the 13.

I really hope you liked it. I had originally wrote this a little bit differently, and would have posted it this mourning, but almost all got erased when my computer shut off on me. But hey, I still posted it! (Okay, Enough excuses.)

My the way, if you see any mistakes, just let me know, I'll change them. Or if you wanna suggest anything.

Yours sincerely;

Shinningheart Productions 72.3