AN: I don't own Transformers, only my OC. And any songs I used go to their respected owner/owners. I have just finished my exams and will try and concentrate and updating as much as possible.

Cybertronian Time-Frame (From /wiki/Talk:Units_of_time)

A nano-klik - approximately 1 Earth second

A klik - about 1.2 Earth minutes

A cycle - about 1 hour 15 mins

A mega-cycle - about 93 hours

A deca-cycle - approx 3 weeks

A stellar-cycle - 7.5 months (there or thereabouts)

A Meta-cycle - about 13 months

Chapter 15;

'Thoughts or talking to inner voice(Storm)'
Dream
'Flashback'
Inner voice
^Radio^
[Com. Link]
Language of the Primes
~Cybertron common~

Jazz's POV

It's been around 3/5 of stellar-cycle (AN: 4.5 months) since Mission City and I can say that I'm fully liking bein' on Earth. My charge, Storm, is great fun to be around when she's introducin' me ta new music. I have ta admit, I love the mix of music that Earth has, more than Cybertron has anyway. Now a couple of days ago, we got a signal from a bot that's comin' to Earth. I've not mentioned it ta S yet but I think she might be useful when I comes to an alt-mode for 'em. Right now, we're at Mikaela's Dad's workshop while Storms workin' on some car.

"Hey S, what ya workin' on?" she freezes before she get out from underneath the car and turns ta me in disbelief before it's replaced with understanding.
"Right, I forget that you're not from here sometimes, you act like humans enough. Anyway, this is a 1969 Chevy Impala. Beautiful ain't she?" I look ova' the Chevy Impala which is a red colour and have ta admit that it is a beautiful car.
"Mmm. Have ta admit that ya right. What's the colour?"
"It's an in-between colour of harlequin red and cherry red."
"Nice." S looks over to me with an amused smirk and raises an optical ridge at me.
"You have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about do you?"
"No not really." I smile sheepishly at her and rub my neck strut.
"It's alright. I wouldn't expect you to know everything to do with Earth yet anyway." I smile at her and remember the new bot that's gonna land soon.
"S? I need ta tell ya somethin'." Her shoulder tense before she forces them to relax.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothin', just that a new bots comin' in and I was wonderin' if ya could 'elp chose an alt-mode for 'em." Storm whips her head around to stare at me before her shock turns into a glare.
"You nearly gave me a heart attack because you couldn't mention the new bot in the same sentence as you wanting to tell me something!" she takes a deep breath and begins calmer than before. "Please don't do that again Jazz. I was, admittedly, worried then." I watch the worry pass over her face before I walk over to her in my holoform and give her a hug.
"I'm sorry S, I didn't think that you would react like that." S relaxes into me and heaves a vent before she mumbles against my shirt.
"S'alright. You didn't mean to or know. I'm sorry for hissing at you." I rub her back strut in understanding before I move away. She gives me a smile before she starts to talk. "Let me get cleaned up quickly and we can go. I've finished the repairs that the Impala needed." I nod at her before she goes to the back room to get most of the grease off. I walk over to my own alt-mode before thinking about what Ratchet said.

'"Jazz, keep an eye on her. I don't know what reaction her human body will have to the way that she's receiving information about us. It could cause her to breakdown."
"What happens if she does Ratchet?"
"*sigh* We'll probably need to find a way to either change her into a Cybertronian or remove the information from her processor. Both could potentially offline her but changing her would have less of a risk."

I snap out of that memory when I feel Storm enter my alt-mode.
"Ya ready to go and see everyone?"
"Yeah, and can you play a song for me please?"
"Sure, what song?"
"Journey, Don't Stop Believin'." I quickly find the song and listen to the lyrics closely. The lines – Livin' just to find emotion, Hidin' somewhere in the night – made me look at my charge. She hides and is good at concealing her emotions when she wants to.

[Guy's, listen ta this]
[What Jazz?]
[Just listen ta the lyrics Ratchet. Who do ya think of when ya hear the last two lines of the third verse?]
[… Storm.]
[Mmm… Yes, she does like to hide and stay in the shadows out of sight, as well as keeping her emotions in check. Jazz how did you find this song?]
[S asked me ta play it Optimus]
[How long until you and my big sis get here?] I smile at the excitement in his voice.
[Around 5 minutes Bee. I'll talk to ya when we get there. Jazz out.]

When I look at my sister I see a content smile on her face while her eyes seem far away. 'What am I gonna do with ya sis? I wanna help but I don't know how. We could really do with the twins here right now. They would probably help. Huu, never thought I would say that about them…'

When we get to the temporary base, Bumblebee turns on his holoform and tackles S ina hug when she steps out of ma alt-mode. They both stumble back and a grin spreads across S' face.

"Easy there Bumble. Don't wanna fall over now do we?"
"*giggle* We wouldn't anyway, you're you." Her grin turns into a small smile and I share a look with Ratchet which Ironhide catches. He raises an optical ridge at us in question while I just shake my head and gesture to S slightly. Understanding flashes through his optics before worry makes itself known.
"You're right there. But I'm not indestructible. I can be hurt it just… takes a lot." Bumblebee looks up at her and everyone can clearly see the admiration and love in his optics. Ironhide shifts and everybot looks at him before he transforms down into his alt-mode.
"Come for a drive Storm?" shock passes over her features before she nods.
"Umm, sure."

Ironhide's POV

I won't lie and say that I'm not worried, I'm just not as worried as Jazz and Ratchet are. When I look at Storm in my cab I can see a warrior and a protector, but can also see the pain that is well hidden in her eyes at points.
"*sigh* I see the worried glances that you, J and Ratchet share, I just don't understand why or what I've done to cause them." I pull upon the overlook and open the door for her to get out. I transform with a grunt at the pain that shoots through my shoulder.
"It's not what you've done, it's what the voice you hear does. That and what happens when you have flashbacks of the bad times of your past."
"I'll be fine. If it gets bad then I'll tell Ratchet. There's no need to worry." I look down at her and sigh.
"But will you? I mean you didn't tell him when he checked you over after Mission City and that was when it was only just there." Storm walks over to me and taps my leg then looks up at me for permission. With a nod she scales up my leg to my shoulder.
"I know I didn't tell him, but I didn't want anyone to worry. I'm just so used to looking after myself that I didn't know what to do. I'm truly sorry if I have caused you pain." When she turns to look at me I can see the sorrow in her optics at keeping it a secret as well as guilt. But behind all of that there is indecision.

Storm's POV

"What's wrong Storm? What do you want to say?" I feel conflicted with everything as I don't know how to tell him that I think of him as a father. Creator. Just tell him child.
"It's just that… I-I… can't do it. I sorry. I feel so vulnerable right now…" worry passes through Ironhide's optics before they become determined.
"You can tell me Storm. There's no need to feel vulnerable I WILL protect you." I stare at him for a while before I nod at him an take a deep breath.
"It's just that I see you as a father-creator." I look down at my lap and I feel him stiffen. I feel my shoulders droop in sadness and rejection and close my eyes in acceptance.

Ironhide's POV

She sees me as a creator? I've always wanted a youngling of my own but with the war it's always been to dangerous. I see Storm's shoulders drop from the corner of my optics and realise that I haven't said anything yet.

"I would love to consider you my youngling Storm." Her shoulder perk up she looks at me with hope clear in her optics.
"Really?"
"Hmmm, really. I've always wanted my own youngling, but with the war it made it to dangerous." She stands up and walks over to my neck and hugs it the best she can and whispers thank you. "It's alright, let go back to base and talk to the others."

AN: Another chapter out of the way and Storm's got answers to the worry Ironhide's feels. Review and let me know what you think, and if you know any more Cybertronian time-frames then review and let me know! :)