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Here's chapter 5, finally, sorry it took so long. Thank you to flamingmarsh for all your wonderful ideas. You've been a great help! Keep reviewing guys!

(Lyn walks in): Oh, you're doing chapter 5 I see, Corona?

Corona: yep, that I am, Lyn, that I am. Would you do the honours of saying the disclaimer?

Lyn: You still have to do that? You've said it for the past four chapters.

Corona: yep, I do. You're a paramedic, you know how it is. You have to fill in all these forms so that you don't get sued, and then you have to…

Lyn: Yeah, yeah, ok. I get the idea. (Corona smiles and holds up cue cards) (Lyn turns to the readers) as much as she would love to, Corona doesn't own any of the Transformers. She owns only the plot and…Hey! Since when was I owned by anyone! (Picks up what looks like Ratchet's favourite throwing wrench.)

Corona: Uh oh, I think she's been hanging around with Ratchet too long. Ciao, guys! (Runs out of the door, Lyn close behind and swinging the wrench around.)

Sideswipe: I think Corona's right, you know, bro- she's been hanging out with Ratchet the Hatchet for far too long.

Sunstreaker: Yeah, maybe. Uh-oh, speaking of which. (They exchange nervous glances as said medic enters the room, a scowl plastered on his face) On with the story! (Both run out of the room)

Ratchet: Come back here you glitch heads! This is the last time you pinch my favourite throwing wrench...

When Lyn woke up, she had a hard time remembering where she was. Had it been a dream? Or had she really met giant alien robots? Opening her eyes, she found herself in a familiar med bay. Nope, it hadn't been a dream. She was still here. She looked around as far as her position on the table would allow her without moving too much. There weren't any clocks in the room. How did Ratchet keep a check n the time? For some reason, she had a feeling that it was late in the morning. She decided to test the water and began sitting up. The brace hindered her movement quite a lot, which was to be expected. She started to yawn and was almost surprised when she experienced less pain than she had last night. Either those painkillers Ratchet gave me are extremely strong and long lasting, or I'm healing up faster than I expected. Come to think of it, her back, arms and legs weren't giving her that much trouble either. Very odd. Very odd indeed. She sighed. Maybe Ratchet had fixed her fractures while she had been asleep? She'd have to ask him. Speaking of which, where was the medic?

"Finally, you're awake." Lyn jumped as she looked over to the entrance of Ratchet's office. He looked worried for some reason.

"Oh, hi Ratchet. What's up? How long have I been asleep?" she asked, feeling slightly groggy. She could clearly see the concern shining in his optics.

"You've been asleep for nearly three days! You had me worried." Lyn gagged.

"What! Three days! Why?" Ratchet shrugged, scanning her internals. She seems to be stable. Why was she out for three days? Lyn looked shaken, to say the least. Ratchet stepped closer to the table. She was obviously mulling it over.

"Maybe…" she began.

"Huh?"

"Maybe…maybe it was because of the stress of the other day, coupled with…how strong were those painkillers?" she asked, looking up at him.

"Not strong enough to make you sleep for nearly three days. How do you feel now?" the yellow-green mech knelt down so that he was at her eye level.

"I feel ok. A little sore and a little groggy, but that's about it." Ratchet 'hmm'ed contemplatively. Lyn recognised the sound as one she used a lot herself. The medic quickly scanned her one last time before activating his holoform. Lyn couldn't get over how the robot was able to do that.

"I'm going to change you're dressings on your back, arms and legs. Then I'll check your ribs. Hold still." Lyn merely nodded. Her eyes scanned over the holoform's body again. She couldn't get enough of looking at him. She gulped slightly as he approached, feeling heat rising in her cheeks. Ratchet stopped and looked at her, confusion evident in his eyes. He cocked his head to the side slightly.

"Are you well? Your face has gone red. Is it the temperature in here?" While he said that, he performed a quick scan on the temperature. It wasn't that warm. He hummed again, sensitive sensors picking up on her rise in temperature. "Hmm, your heat levels have risen." Lyn raised her hands to her cheeks and smiled sheepishly.

"N-nothing's wrong, honest. It's natural," she explained quickly. Ratchet, still slightly confused, shook his head and knelt down next to her. Humans, such a strange race. He was glad that the uniform was burnt at the back; it made accessing her injuries easier. Besides, he wanted to wait until she had woken up before getting her to change them. Lyn hissed slightly as he gently pulled the dressing away.

"Sorry. Hmm, the burns on your back are healing up quite quickly. I'm surprised at the speed of your metabolism." Lyn simply smiled.

"Yeah, I get that a lot. I have a fast metabolism, always have. Some people do and some people don't. It's just how it is, I suppose." Ratchet hummed again. He reached into the pack at his side (Lyn hadn't noticed it before) and took out new bandages.

"I changed them yesterday, but it always helps to have clean bandages on."

"I'm glad we think on the same level," Lyn smiled. Ratchet chuckled slightly. She barely felt him replace the bandages. She only knew he was finished when he began checking her arms. They were silent for a while.

"I contacted the Hospital, by the way," Ratchet said while changing her bandages.

"Yeah? What did they say?" Lyn asked.

"Well, the receptionist was very nice, but the commander seemed less so." Lyn sighed.

"Yeah, that's Dylan Carter. I still have no idea how he managed to get that job. He's a hard man to talk to, very set in his ways."

"Yes, as it soon appeared. He said that it was up to you to get in touch and register yourself as being on sick leave." Lyn huffed.

"Yep, definitely him then. I'll get on to it as soon as. Thanks Ratchet." The medic smiled, now working on her legs. Damn he was fast! It only took him a couple more minutes to sort her legs out. At this point he seemed rather embarrassed.

"Um, ok, Lyn. I'm going to need to take you shirt off so I can look at how your ribs are and change the brace accordingly." Her cheeks flushed red again.

"C-can't you just do that scanning thing that you usually do?" she asked. Cool it Lyn, you're getting nervous. Keep a level head, girl.

"Well, yes. That's what I have done. But I need to scan them much more closely. Besides the brace is getting in the way." Lyn sighed and started to turn around.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, either you turn around, or I turn around. I'm not taking it off in front of you if you're going to be able to see everything." Ratchet sighed. Humans.

"Fine. I'll turn around." Lyn peeked over her shoulder to make sure he did just that. He remained true to his word. With some difficulty, Lyn managed to prise her shirt off, holding it in front of her protectively. It didn't matter that she was still wearing her bra, she was shy. She always had been.

"O-ok, you can turn back round now." Ratchet did just that, freezing slightly when he saw her holding the shirt in front of her, looking innocent and shy. Ratchet smiled slightly, almost forgetting what he was supposed to be doing. Shaking his head slightly he knelt down again.

"I'm going to need you to trust me and move your shirt. This won't take long, I promise." Lyn hid the smile when she looked at him. His holoform couldn't blush, but the look of embarrassment in his eyes was more than enough. She nodded slightly and shyly removed her shirt. She could have sworn she heard Ratchet gulp a little. She decided to take his and her mind off the embarrassing situation.

"S-so, are there any other humans around the base?" she asked. Ratchet looked up from the brace he was undoing.

"Yes, there are. Two of them are teenagers, three are adults." She nodded, hissing as the CMO gently removed the brace. She didn't need to look down to know that there were ugly black and blue bruises along her side. She'd seen plenty of rib fractures to know what one looked and felt like. She was just glad that her cracked ribs hadn't punctured her lung. She could feel Ratchet gently running his fingers over her ribs, expertly feeling the bones. He was probably scanning them as well. She had to hold back the giggle that was threatening to escape. Unfortunately it didn't go unnoticed.

"Will you stop fidgeting? I can't check your ribs properly if you're squirming all over the place!" he said impatiently.

"S-sorry, but…you're tickling." This time she couldn't hold it in and giggled. Ratchet simply threw his arms in the air and sighed in exasperation.

"Honestly! You humans!" Her giggling quickly died down; it hurt her sides too much. Ratchet went back to his examination, careful not to touch her skin too lightly this time. She decided that his touch felt good, letting herself relax into it. However, she soon realised that she'd had nothing to do over the past three days, and she was beginning to feel it.

"Ratchet? Sorry to be an annoyance, but I'm starting to get bored." Ratchet grunted. She sighed as he began replacing her brace. "I was wondering, could you possibly show me round the base?" Ratchet went quiet. Turning her head, she suddenly wished she hadn't. He was kneeling behind her, and as she turned around, her eyes met his. If they were any closer, they would've…Lyn turned her head quickly away, blushing furiously.

"Erm, I-I suppose there's no harm in that," Ratchet said, quickly regaining his composure. "Just hold on a moment, and I'll get you something else to wear." His holoform quickly disappeared. Looking up at the robot, she noticed that his optics brightened when his holoform disappeared. He pulled something out of what she could only describe as thin air and handed it to her. It was a clean change of clothes. The CMO smirked at her look of confusion.

"It sometimes helps when you have two other females in an area," he chuckled. Before she could ask, the medic turned his back to her, giving her some privacy while she changed. It took her about five minutes, with all things considered, finally whistling at him. He looked over his shoulder before turning around fully. Obviously he had been right in his estimations. The clothing was a perfect fit. He placed his open hand on the table for her to climb into. She cautiously complied. She had a thing about being in the hands of giant robots, seeing as her first encounter with one had been on less…friendly terms.

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The first door they came to, from the sounds of it, belonged to the social area. There was a lot of laughing and general noise coming from inside. Of course, the moment the medic stepped in, things went quieter. He nodded to a couple of the mechs in greeting. And, of course, Lyn didn't go unnoticed.

"Hey, Ratch!" one mech shouted. "Who's the human?"

"Why don't you come and ask her yourself, Cliffjumper?" he replied. The shorter red mech called Cliffjumper did just that.

"Name's Cliffjumper. Who're you?" he asked.

"The name's…"

"Hey Lyn! You're up!" another voice shouted. She recognised that one straight away.

"Hi Sideswipe." She could see Cliffjumper growl something before turning his back to them.

"What's his problem?" his brother asked, also coming over.

"Ah, who cares? How're you doing, gorgeous?" Sideswipe asked. Ratchet coughed pointedly, getting the red twin's attention.

"Could you at least let me put her down before you start flirting with her?" he asked gruffly. Some of the surrounding mechs chuckled. Sideswipe shrugged. Ratchet placed her down on the floor before leaving to get his Energon ration. Sideswipe held his hand out for her low enough so that she could climb on. Lyn soon found herself standing on a nearby table.

"So, gorgeous, I don't think we've been properly introduced. You know my name, but do you know my game?" He winked at her playfully, making her giggle.

"No, unfortunately I don't. Please, do tell."

"I'm…"

"He's a warrior, just like me. Front line melee warriors and assassins. Of course, I'm the better one."

"Yeah, though his ego gets in the way," Sideswipe chuckled at his brother's glare.

"Hey, if you've got it, flaunt it," Sunstreaker added.

"Yeah, which one you doin'? Gettin' it or flauntin' it? " Cliffjumper asked from the opposite table. It seemed to be an innocent enough question, if it hadn't been for the taunting undertone of the mech's voice. Sunstreaker merely growled.

"Sunny, leave him. He's just trying to get under your armour," another voice stated. Lyn turned to see another yellow bot stood behind her. He also placed two humans down on the table.

"Name's Bumblebee."

"Hi. I'm Lyn Xanders." She looked to the teenage boy, recognising his face from somewhere.

"Say, aren't you…Sam? Sam Witwicky?" she asked. Sam looked rather sheepish. The black haired girl stood next to him looked from her to him.

"How do you know his name?" she asked. Lyn was about to answer when Sam spoke up.

"She-she's a paramedic. She was one of the guys who helped me out a while ago." His face had flushed. In fact, Lyn wondered how she'd managed to hear him at all, what with the noise from the lounge and the fact that he spoke way too quietly. Lyn smiled softly.

"I never forget a face." She turned to the younger woman next to him. She was clearly his girlfriend, given their close proximity to each other. Mikaela smiled.

"Mikaela Banes. Pleased to meet you…what did you say your name was?"

"Lyn, Lyn Xanders." She shook her hand politely. "So, how did you come to know these guys?" She waved her arms around at the room. Sam and Mikaela exchanged glances before beginning their story. All the while Bumblebee stood over them, filling in anything they left out. It took a while, but when they finally finished, Lyn stood with an unreadable expression on her face.

"So, Bumblebee here is your guardian?" They nodded. "And you killed the enemy leader by pushing the, what did you call it, All Spark into his chest?" They nodded again. Lyn seemed like she was contemplating it for a moment before shrugging. "Well, I'd say that I didn't believe you, if I hadn't met them for myself." The teenagers visibly relaxed. Obviously they had expected her to get excited or scared or something. Bumblebee chipped in.

"Actually, have you met all the other Autobots?" he asked.

"Erm, I've met a couple. Not many though." Sideswipe suddenly seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Then allow me to escort you round," he smiled. This time, Sunstreaker wasn't with him. Bumblebee looked at the red Lamborghini, a small smile shining in his optics. It was clear that Sideswipe liked the human.

"Sure, that is, as long as you don't mind?" she asked, a slight pink colour coming to her cheeks.

"Nah. Why would I mind? C'mon, gorgeous, I'll take you round to meet em." He held out his hand for her to climb onto.

"Lovely to meet you both. And you Bumblebee. See you around, sometime!" Lyn smiled as Sideswipe made his way round the tables.

It took a long time to meet each and every one of them. She instantly recognised the ones she would get along with quite easily, and those she would find more difficult to approach. She instantly liked Blaster, Bluestreak, Hound, Mirage, Prowl, Wheeljack, and a myriad of others that she would have to meet again before remembering their names, not to mention those she had already met.

"Wow, there's so many!" she stated in awe. Sideswipe chuckled.

"Yep, but there's still one more you have to meet." As if on cue, the mech in question stepped in to the lounge. The room instantly went quiet. Lyn felt that, if she had been an enemy, she would be very intimidated by the mech's sheer size. Yet, the moment her eyes locked on to his deep blue optics, all she felt was comfort and warmth.

"Lyn Xanders, meet our leader… Optimus Prime."

Phew! That took a while! Lol! Sorry about the wait guys, and sorry if this chapter seems to be boring. Like I said, they will get better. Right now, these chapters are mainly intros between Lyn and the Autobots.

Thanks for reading, y'all! Hope you enjoyed!