Authoress Note:

Thanks to the reviewers! They really give me inspiration!

electrogirl88 - Thank you! Foxes are my favorite animals so I thought I would add one in my story.

Stesuna the Dragon - I agree, foxes are cute! Thanks for the review!

Elita One - Yup, I personally like the name Kenai.

Hey, I recently posted another story called "The Man Behind The Legend". It is basically a prequal to the movie The Forbidden Kingdom. Please read that, if you are interested of course, and tell me what you think!

Chapter 12

Meet the Twins

The early morning light shone through the small window of the attic, lighting the small room that served as the winged girl's bedroom. Nexia was still sleeping soundly but the lone stray of light shone directly in her eyes, causing her to stir. Mumbling incoherently she rolled over, trying to fall back asleep…but it was too late. The sun had already caused her to rise and it was time to start a new day.

The winged girl opened her eyes and smiled at the sight of Asuma and Kenai curled up around each other. Nexia rose, stretching out the kinks in her wings as she ascended in the air. She got out of bed and dressed in a pair of black cargo shorts and a silver tank with a very low back. This was after she had used the small shower connected to the attic of course. She stretched again as Asuma and Kenai stirred, waking up with blurry eyes.

"Come on, sleepyheads. It's time for breakfast." Nexia laughed quietly as the little black kitten fell off the bed. Kenai shook his head in shock before looking over the edge of the comforter, eyes wide. Asuma was fine but he was giving himself a bath - something that cats were prone to do whenever they were embarrassed.

The winged girl left the attic as quietly as she could, trying not to wake Sara, Will, and little Annabelle. Nexia had grown fond of the little girl, getting over her fear of humans as quickly as she could. Now, whenever the two adult humans went on a date, she would take care of the little girl.

Nexia arrived in the kitchen a short time later. She hoped that the owners of the ranch would stay in bed until she was done; she was going to make them breakfast. It was one of the reasons she woke early; the other reason was that she wanted to repay the humans for letting her stay at the ranch. The winged girl looked through the cabinets and raided the fridge, finally settling on eggs and bacon.

"Well…here we go." she said, taking a deep breath and setting her face. This was her first attempt at cooking breakfast in a long while. While she was in captivity…there was no need for cooking. She would get bread and water…if she was lucky. They were cruel to her since they knew she couldn't die because of hunger.

Nexia sprayed one of the pans, so that the eggs would not stick, and cracked them one at a time. She them scrambled them with a spatula, making enough scrambled eggs for three people. Little Annabelle was still to young to eat regular human food. As a side thought the winged girl took out a small selection of the mashed baby food that Sarah had stored in the cabinets.

When the eggs were done she peeled off four pieces of bacon from the pile in the fridge and plopped them on the pan, using the spray to allow them to sizzle. She popped four pieces of bead in the toaster, then going back to attend her bacon before it burned. She only used four pieces because she hated to eat meat…but eggs were fine.

Just as the bacon became crisp enough the toast jumped out of the toaster, causing her to squeak as she tried to catch them. She put the toast on the small plates, then grabbed the bacon and slid them on the bigger plate as two sleepy adults and one child appeared in the doorway. Nexia turned surprised; she wasn't expecting the humans to wake as soon as they did.

"Whoa! That smells great!" Will exclaimed, pulling a seat away from the table. He sat and eagerly began eating as the smiling Phoenix placed the plate of food in front of him. The winged girl blushed, scratching the back of her neck in embarrassment.

"I'm glad you like it, Will." she said, setting another plate in front of his wife. She indicated the selection of baby food to Sarah, face brightening as she smiled.

"Thank you, Nexia. This was very thoughtful of you." Sarah thanked, hugging the winged girl. Nexia was now used to Sarah's random acts of kindness so she gently hugged the older woman back. Sarah let go and set up the toddler chair for little Annabelle, who was just turning a year old.

Nexia set a plate down for herself, watching the blond woman who was busy trying to get a fussy child to eat her strained carrots. The winged girl only ate the eggs because she was adamantly against eating meat, as stated before. Just as Will was about to start on his bacon and toast the special telephone Secretary Defense Keller installed started ringing. Will hung his head and leaned back, grabbing the phone from its cradle.

"Hello?" he said, kind of irritated that someone interrupted his breakfast. He sighed, a bit grumpy as Nexia laughed into her breakfast.

"Yeah, this is Will…yeah…Are you serious?! They're landing today?!" the brunette man yelped, suddenly standing from his chair. His quick motions caused his chair to fall backwards, almost causing the poor soldier to trip over the chair as well. Nexia laughed at the man, whose eyes were shining with excitement and his mouth was curved upward into a giant grin. He hung up the phone in a rush and dashed upstairs, quickly getting dressed. He rushed back down the stairs and grabbed Nexia by the arm, gently squeezing.

"The Autobots are coming. We're expecting a landing." was all the brunette man said as he dragged her outside, Ratchet and Ironhide pulling up next to the porch. Nexia's eyes softened as the Search and Rescue hummer's door opened, revealing the holoform beckoning inside. A gentle look was resting upon his handsome face as well as he gazed upon her winged form.

The winged girl left Will's side and dismissed her wings as she climbed into the vehicle. The door closed behind her as she looked into his bright blue eyes. They leaned forward and lightly kissed each other, their first kiss of the day. She wrapped her arms around Ratchet's neck, nibbling on his lip as they deepened the kiss. The blond holoform wrapped his arms around her waist as he opened his mouth, letting her tongue enter. A sharp blaring horn forced them apart, both blushing slightly from being caught.

"Well…we should go. Who knows the state the new arrivals will be in." Ratchet said, holoform dissipating as the vehicle started to move. They exited the Lennox's ranch grounds and began traveling south. All was quiet until Nexia started stroking his leather, smirking while he started to moan quietly with pleasure. He hadn't intended for her to hear the moans…but she was giving him a feeling of deep pleasure.

"We have plenty of time for that later, love." she laughed; her laugh eventually calmed down as she thought about the possible Autobots who were coming to Earth.

"So…who is coming to Earth?" she asked, lightly scraping her nails down the armrest of her seat. This caused him to emit a particularly loud moan as the whole cab seemed to shudder. She smirked because she knew that he thought she was done.

The winged girl laughed at his reaction and stopped her ministrations as she imagined his holoform's pouting face. His eyes would be squinted behind his glasses and his lips would be drawn in a pout - it was a side that only Nexia was allowed to see.

They came to a halt as they approached the landing site, allowing Nexia a chance to stretch. The winged girl stretched her wings as she left the safety of Ratchet's cab, flying gracefully through the air. After a while she landed, smiling at the Search and Rescue vehicle. She climbed up on her lover's hood, leaning back as he materialized his holoform again. His face was set in a soft smile as his sandy blonde hair fell into his face. He kissed her forehead softly before he replied to her previous question.

"We don't know. All we know is that they are Autobots, there are two of them, and that one is injured. We might be in need of your services as I don't have some of the appropriate tools with me." he said, placing his kaki clad legs on either side of her body. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he placed a soft kiss on the skin of her neck. She sighed as she leaned back against his well-toned body, fingering the soft material of his lab coat. They watched they sky and the scanners for any sign of the two mechs. Suddenly, when Ratchet was about to offline from boredom, Nexia jumped up and pointed from the sky.

"Look! The Autobots have breeched the atmosphere!" she shouted pointing to the fast falling meteors. The other Autobots gathered around Ratchet and Nexia, murmuring in anxiousness. The two falling robots soon crashed into the Earth, spending pieces of dirt everywhere.

Ratchet immediately covered Nexia's body with his holoform, protecting it from the larger clumps. She closed her eyes, gripping the material of his lab coat as she whimpered. She wasn't expecting the explosion to be as loud as it was; it brought back memories of the attacks on Cybertron.

Ratchet tightened his grip around Nexia's waist, murmuring words of reassurance in her ear. Eventually, she calmed down; she smiled up at the worried form of the Autobot medic and kissed him on the cheek, thanking him for protecting her.

When the shower of Earth had ended a series of gears shifting and the Cybertronian language could be heard. The winged girl lifted her head past Ratchet's shoulder to see a large yellow mech hovering worriedly over an equally large red mech. Apparently the red one was the one who was injured as he was gripping a large wound in his side…which was leaking Energon.

"Oh no…not them. They are the bane of my existence." Ratchet sighed, burying his head into his hands. The winged girl giggled and stood, catching the yellow mech's attention. The Autobot medic glared at the yellow mech when he noticed him eyeing his Nexia, standing as well and wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Hey, I'm Nexia. It's nice to meet you guys. What are your designations, Autobots?" she asked, revealing her wings and taking to the sky. The two new figures watched her with awe evident on their facial plates. The winged girl giggled again as she hovered in front of the yellow one's face.

Ratchet dismissed his holoform and transformed along with Ironhide and they approached the new mechs. Nexia waited until they were settled and landed on the chest armor of the red one, still looking the yellow one in the optics. He glared at her, practically daring her to cause him to attack her. Nexia was taken aback, glancing at the red mech out of the corner of her eye. The red one shrugged as if to say that the yellow mech did it all the time and it was nothing new.

The look still unnerved her, though. She shivered, remembering the blazing optics of the Decepticons. She did her best and remained calm since she knew that Autobots would never attack one who was unarmed. She finally turned her gaze down to the one who was injured, assessing the damage from his side.

"The yellow grump of a mech is my brother, Sunstreaker. I, on the other hand, am Sideswipe. Nice to meetcha." the red one answered from underneath her. She nodded her head, not replying since she was still assessing the damages. Nexia leaned down further, almost sticking her face next to the injury. she winced at the sight of sparking wires and energon was flowing all over the place.

Sideswipe moaned in pain as Ratchet started to fix the wires and moaned even louder when the Autobot medic started to staunch the flow of Energon. When he was done there was still a jagged gash down his chest armor. Ratchet swore, causing all the mechs, plus Nexia, to look at him. He looked back at them, a sad gleam in his optics.

The winged girl knew something was wrong as he hadn't fixed the wound in the injured mech's side. Nexia bit her lip as she surveyed the damage again. It was better, now that the wound in his chest was temporarily fixed but he was still loosing a lot of Energon. Sideswipe's optics were flickering, sending his brother into another bout of nervousness.

"What is it, love?" Nexia asked, looking up at her lover in confusion. She knew that there was one wound not fixed but she couldn't recognize the problem. The winged girl looked back down at the open wound, then at his arm compartment - where his welding tool was located. She then realized the problem and her eyes widened.

"In the rush I forgot to refuel my welding tools. I suppose I could use my own Energon to power the tools… but then it would only weld his armor back temporarily. It might reopen on the way back to the base." Ratchet said, berating himself for not being properly prepared. He furrowed his eyebrow ridges, trying to think of a possible solution.

"There is no way that I would let you use your own Energon! What if you collapsed back to the base? Wheeljack only has a limited knowledge on healing so who would heal you? I can't restore Energon…I can only heal!" Nexia ranted, shaking her finger at the Autobot medic. At first he looked taken aback but his face soon softened at the obvious show of worry that his lover was showing.

"There is no other solution." Ratchet tried to argue with her. He tried to be the stern medic that his reputation displayed but his facial plates betrayed his emotions. His voice was tender as he gazed down at the beautiful Phoenix girl.

"Yes there is. I can heal him…although I'm not sure if I'll faint or not." she said, running a hand through her hair. Sideswipe was still leaking Energon so they had to settle the problem as soon as possible. Ratchet looked at both the positives and the negatives of the situation but he couldn't risk Nexia's health by letting her heal Sideswipe. As he was figuring out the problem the winged girl took the situation into her own hands.

The winged girl looked back and forth between the medic and Sideswipe's wound, finally deciding to heal the wound herself. She looked back at her lover one last time as Ironhide placed a gigantic hand on Ratchet's shoulder. Her eyes bored into his optics, silently begging him to let her do this. He finally gave up, sighing and throwing his hands into the air.

"Fine, but if you feel faint or anything tell me." He said, glaring at her stubbornly. She giggled, turning back to the situation at hand.

"Say no more, love. I'll be careful." she said before jumping from Sideswipe's chest armor to the ground. She hovered over the spilt Energon, not knowing if it was corrosive or not. She concentrated hard, holding a hand over the wound on the red mech's side.

She bit her lip as she gathered her power, closing the gap with a burst of energy. The Energon that was leaking suddenly stopped and the sparking wires melded themselves together. The base armor on top of the wires healed itself, melding back without a scratch.

Nexia smirked at the astonished faces of the mechs around her as the red metal melted into place as if the wound was never even there. There was no scar – not even an indication that it had once been damaged. When her work was complete the winged girl flew up and landed on Sunstreaker's shoulder.

The winged girl sat so her legs hung over his shoulder armor, resting her hand on his neck…only to be flung off as he swiped at his shoulder with his gigantic hand. Nexia said nothing as he was obviously worried about the red mech. She was obviously wrong as Sunstreaker glared at her, sneering as her eyes widened. Maybe he didn't like her? Well, she can't force people to like her…

She caught Ratchet's glaring gaze – but the glare was directed at the yellow mech standing in front of her. Nexia shot him a look, as if to tell him to calm down. The Autobot medic grumbled turning away; Sideswipe caught the exchange between the two as he smiled.

"Did I do a good job?" she asked Ratchet, laughing at the yellow one's disgruntled antics. Ratchet smiled gently at her but as she asked the same question to Sunstreaker he gave her no answer. Instead, he grinned at the red mech, paying her no attention. The action slightly hurting her feelings but she didn't show it; instead she watched as Sideswipe stood from the wreckage of the landing. Ratchet couldn't help but seethe in rage, eyes glaring at the troublesome duo.

"Thanks for healing me…but who are you? More importantly…what are you?" Sideswipe asked, nodding his head in the direction of her wings. She chuckled, turning toward the red mech. She stood from where she was and flew to Sideswipe's shoulder, causing him to smile slightly, and his brother to scowl. The winged girl flexed her wings and stuck her tongue out at the red mech's twin. If he was angry at her what more fun was there than to annoy him?

"My name is Nexia…I think I already introduced myself but you were in a pain induced alter-reality." She said, laughing with the red mech. She was enjoying the mischievousness that sparked in his optics. The winged girl made herself comfortable on his shoulder, raking her fingernails over his armor. She learned from experience that it made the Autobot's feel good.

"I'm a Cybertronian Phoenix. The last one…that I know of." she stated simply watching with an amused expression as his face slackened in awe before she flew back to the Search and Rescue mech. She blearily blinked as she smiled at her lover, kissing the protective armor over his spark.

The Autobot Medic held her protectively against his spark, holding her as she nuzzled against his chest armor. She sighed softly before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. Healing Sideswipe's armor really took a lot of her energy, more than she wanted them to see. Ratchet's optics softened when he gazed at her, suddenly aware of everybody's gaze on the two. The Search and Rescue vehicle glared at the others as they averted their gaze…but a certain duo decided to torture the mech.

"Aww… Hatchet's got a girlfriend!" Sunstreaker cooed while smirking, Sideswipe merely smiling at the two. He wasn't as such a pain in the aft as his brother. The medic glared at the two and activated his holoform, transforming and setting her into the backseat. He death glared at them again before driving off. The twins shrugged before following Ironhide in the direction to the base.