Chapter 10! Yay! So, does anyone like this story? Yes, no, maybe so? Review if it doesn't trouble you! Disclaimer- I do not own any thing. I'm not rich, I don't gain profit from Transformers or The Secret Saturdays.
Chapter 10
Iris struggled to open her eyes, feeling like she was swimming through deep water up towards the surface. Harsh light assaulted her eyes when she opened them, but she didn't care; she just need to know what had happened to Zak and Mudflap. Were they okay? Where are they? Iris attempted to call out for them, but all that came out was, "...Uhhn?" "Oh! You're awake!" Ratchet said as he stepped into sight. "...Dad?" Iris choked out. Ratchet was instantly concerned. She hadn't called him that in years. He'd earned the designation when he'd patched her up and she'd imprinted on him and Ironhide as a small child. However, when she was five, she had decided she was old enough to understand that they were not her real parents and only called them that when something was wrong or she greatly wanted something.
"Where's Daddy?" Iris asked, which worried Ratchet even more. If she was calling that stubborn, trigger-happy mech daddy, she must not be feeling the best, or was at least disoriented. "He's coming," Ratchet assured her gently. Ironhide burst into the med bay an earth second after Ratchet spoke. "Iris! You're okay! Don't scare me like that!" Ironhide shouted, moving to scoop Iris up in his arms, but was stopped by Ratchet stepping across his path. "No! Bad mech! She needs to rest! Don't you dare move her from that berth!" Ratchet yelled. "Awe, c'mon, Ratch," Ironhide begged. "She's-" "Primus help me, if you say she's a tough little girl again, you will find yourself sleeping in the rec. room for five orns with your cannons removed!" "Please?" Ironhide begged. "Don't try begging 'Hide, it won't work. you won't be getting anything out of me, ever." A smooth, predator-like smile appeared on Ironhide's faceplates.
"Oh yeah, Ratch? What about that time when I got you to-" CLANG! A wrench ricocheted off Ironhide's helm, silencing him. "You stupid mech! We agreed to not speak of things like that in front of our daughter!" Ratchet bellowed. "Ow! Slag it, Ratch, we didn't spark her ourselves!" Ironhide shouted. CLANG! "Watch your language!" "Uh...would someone like to explain to me where I am?"someone asked from the other side of the med bay. "Zak? Zak!" "Iris?" "Ow, what happened? I feel like I got fragged by a 'con," Mudflap moaned as he also woke up. Ratchet rolled his optics. "Hey! Skids! Saturday family! They're awake now! You can come in." Skids rushed in first, right after Ratchet called out. "Mudflap! Bro! You're okay! I was so worried! I thought you were dead!" Skids shouted as he ran to his brother, jumped onto the berth with him, and hugged him as energon tears tried to fall. "Ow! Ow ow ow! Skids, that hurts!" Mudflap screamed as his brother jolted his injuries. Skids released his younger twin and began fussing over him as the Saturday family rushed over to Zak.
"Zak! Oh, my baby boy, you're okay!" his mom said, hugging him. Zak was quickly surrounded by his family and in a state of bliss, and Iris had to look away as she had a brief flash of a memory fragment of her real family; it was sad. That sadness disappeared when Ratchet gently picked her up and held her. Both Ironhide and Ratchet fired off questions and fussed over her for a little bit before they were satisfied that she was fine and grinning at her. Iris reminded herself that the Autobots were the only family she needed; after all, they raised her.