Hey guys! Sorry I've been so long! I've been suffering from writer's block and I've been really busy with Uni work! Here's chapter 9, anyway.

Also, if any of you are fans of Dragonball Z at all, I have a story going that could really use some checking out. It stars the same Time Lady as in Remembrance. Secondly I'm thinking of writing a sequel to said story, so if anyone has any ideas at all, feel free to let me know. Ok? Thanks!

Disclaimer: once again, I don't/have never/ never will own(ed) Transformers. Lyn, Dylan and the plot is all mine. The rest belongs to Hasbro. If anyone would like to use Lyn or the plot or even Dylan, feel free, just as long as you let me know first.

::Spark link::

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"When will I be able to go home?" Optimus seemed thoughtful.

"I'm not sure yet, Lyn. The Decepticons may have retreated for now, but there is nothing stopping them attacking again. For now, I feel it would be safer for you to stay here." Lyn cast her gaze down slightly. That was not what she wanted to hear. Granted, she enjoyed her time with the Autobots, even though she had only known them for a very short while, but she had her own life to return to, she had the hospital to get back to. Hell, she had to speak to Dylan before she lost her job! Optimus seemed to sense her slight dismay and softened. He looked to Sideswipe.

"Will you be accompanying her?" he asked. Sideswipe nodded.

"Yeah, sir. If she wants me to accompany her." Lyn looked up to the giant mech, hopeful. Optimus nodded.

"Very well. Lyn, you may go. However, Sideswipe…" he stopped the red Lamborghini as opened his mouth to say something.

"Yes sir?"

"The moment you spot any Decepticons, whether it is just their energy signatures or actually seeing one of them, you are to return to base at top speed. Is that understood?"

"But Optimus, sir…"

"No arguments Sideswipe. Is it understood?" Sideswipe nodded. "Very well. I trust Sunstreaker is going with you?"

"Well, I was just…"

"Yes he is! He's going before he drives me insane!" Ratchet interrupted. Lyn noticed that Sideswipe seemed only slightly downcast at the news he wouldn't be alone with her.

"Ah, c'mon Hatchet. You were insane to begin with!" Sunstreaker chuckled slightly, making Sideswipe smile as well. Ratchet looked to Lyn, who in turn felt her cheeks burn slightly.

"Will you be alright with these two jokers?" he asked. Lyn couldn't help but notice the slight hint of jealousy in the CMO's voice as he asked that. She giggled slightly.

"I should be. If they give me any trouble I'll make sure they know about it." She smiled, making Ratchet chuckle.

:: Told you, Sunny. They're meant for each other:: Sideswipe smiled slightly. Sunstreaker looked to his brother knowingly.

:: You are so jealous::

::I am not!::

:: You so are::

"Are you going or what!" Ratchet growled. The Twins smiled as Sideswipe handed Lyn to the Medic as he transformed. Lyn blushed again, and she was sure that the medic did as well, if only slightly.

"Hello, I'm ready! Stop ogling each other!" Sideswipe said in mock aggravation. Sunstreaker snickered. Optimus merely shook his head.

"Be careful. Sunstreaker, like I said to your brother, any sign of the Decepticons, you return to base at top speed- with Lyn. Understood?"

"What, you mean we can't have any fun 'Con hunting?" Sunstreaker asked, mock-dismay apparent in his voice.

"No. Now, go on. Roll out!"

"Yes sir!" the twins replied in unison, spinning their back wheels and tearing out of the base. Optimus looked to Ratchet, smiling knowingly. Ratchet was absently watching the track the Twins were speeding down. He's got it bad the leader thought to himself. He gently placed his hand on the CMO's shoulder, bringing him back to reality.

"Come on, we both have work to do. And don't worry about Lyn. I'm sure she'll be alright."

"It's not her I'm worried about, Optimus. It's the Twins. And the Decepticons." He turned and followed the Autobot leader back into the base, sparing one last look out to the horizon and sighed, smiling as he re-entered the med bay.

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Lyn had never travelled this fast before in a car. In an Ambulance, it was totally different- her mind was set on the life of the person they were called to. She felt terrified, and yet strangely exhilarated at the same time. She wanted the ride to end, and yet she wanted to go faster. The same as with the CMO she thought suddenly. She blushed; shocked that she had just thought that.

"Yo, Lyn, everything ok there? You're temperature just sky rocketed." Sideswipe's voice asked, tinged with concern. Lyn found herself speaking a little louder than she meant to.

"Yeah, peachy Sides!" Despite herself, she gripped onto her seat a little harder as the red Lamborghini sped up slightly. Sunstreaker pulled up next to them, keeping up with ease. Lyn realised what they were doing.

"So, Lyn, who d'you think is fastest? Me or Sunshine?"

"I heard that Sides! If it weren't for Lyn, you'd be in the dirt by now!"

"Hey, I don't mind a little dirt now and then. Unlike someone I'm not gonna name!" Lyn giggled, temporarily forgetting the speed at which they were travelling. She soon realised, however, that they were fast approaching civilization.

"Erm guys, you'd better slow it down! We're nearly there!" Almost begrudgingly, the two Lamborghinis slowed right down until they were exactly on the speed limit. She sighed in relief.

"So?" Sides asked after a while.

"'So' what?" Lyn asked.

"Who's faster?"

"I wasn't really paying attention, but I'd say you're both the same."

"Really? Don't like high speed, huh?" he asked. Lyn heard the amusement in his voice, hitting him playfully on the dashboard.

"Ow! Hey! What was that for?" Sideswipe asked, complaining playfully.

"For being a cheeky slagger!" she laughed.

"Definitely been spending too much time with Ratchet the Hatchet!" Sunstreaker laughed. Lyn blushed at the name. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker shared knowing smiles through their link. Sideswipe grinned to himself.

"So, you and Ratchet, huh?" he asked outright. Lyn's eyes snapped open wide.

"What?" she asked, a slight stammer in her voice.

"You and Ratchet. Working together. You make a pretty good team." Lyn sighed in relief, and yet still felt a little agitated. Why?

"Heh heh, yeah I suppose."

"Well, you're certainly meant for each other." Lyn felt the knot in her stomach tighten further.

"M-meant for each other?"

"As a team. You practically mimic him," he replied, grinning to himself. He heard Sunstreaker warning him through their spark link.

:: Quit teasing her:: he warned.

:: I'm not:: Sideswipe replied, feigning innocence.

:: Yeah right. You're scaring her, you know that right?::

::Huh?:: Sideswipe performed a quick scan on his passenger, noticing that her heart rate and stress levels had peaked slightly. :: Oops. Didn't mean to scare her::

::Yeah, well I suggest you stop now before you do some damage::

"Say, Lyn? You ok?" he asked, feeling slightly worried now.

"Yep, peachy," Lyn replied, her voice cracking slightly in the stress. Was Sideswipe hinting at something that she didn't realise? It certainly seemed that way. She thought back over the times that she had been with Ratchet. Each time, she felt the already tight knot in the pit of her stomach tighten further, especially when she remembered Ratchet's holoform. He was absolutely gorgeous! She blushed a deep red the moment she thought it.

She was extremely thankful when they pulled into Mission City.

"So, Lyn, where to first?" Sunstreaker asked through his brother's comlink.

"Hmm, I think I'll go to the hospital first. May as well get this sorted with Dylan before he fires me."

"Why would he fire you?" Sideswipe asked.

"Well, he's pretty much a stickler for protocol, and he's warned a lot of us that if we are off sick, we get in touch with him ourselves. He's already fired a couple of the newbie paramedics. They'd barely started and he fired 'em."

"He sounds worse than Prowl on a bad day!" Sideswipe joked. Lyn giggled. She'd met quite a few of them, and Prowl, while being one of the most polite people she had ever met, did seem to be a stickler for protocol. She smiled slightly at the looks that passers-by gave the two Lamborghinis and, true to his nature, Sunstreaker just had to slow up a little so that they could get a good look at him.

"Hey, Sunflower! Quit showing off!" Sideswipe called through their link. He heard Sunstreaker growl and chuckled.

"Gets him every time, Gorgeous." Lyn smiled, until she caught sight of the hospital. She suddenly felt her insides do a somersault.

"Hey, Lynx, everything ok there?" Sideswipe asked.

"Yeah, just a little nervous, that's all. I've only ever had to face Dylan once before. And that was not pretty." Her mind replayed the conversation she had had to sit through. He was ranting about a way that she had spoken to one of the receptionists, but as far as she knew, they deserved it.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker pulled into the parking area of the Hospital. Lyn quickly got out.

"I won't be long, guys. Just sit tight." With that, she walked over to the reception. The two Lamborghinis activated their holoforms and sat waiting.

"Sit tight is the right term. If whatever bozo has parked his car so close to my half of the parking space so much as chips my paint, I swear there'll be murder."

"Hey, chill out will ya! Besides, Lynx said she wouldn't be long." Sunstreaker grumbled and went silent.

"Uh oh." Sideswipe muttered after a moment.

"What's 'Uh oh'?"

"Take a look." Sunstreaker turned his holoform's head just in time to see a certain Saleen turn the corner.

::Slag!::

::Just what I was thinking, bro. Let's hope Lyn hurries up::

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Inside the Hospital, Lyn sat, unknowing that the first Decepticon she laid eyes on was just coasting past. She sat, twiddling her thumbs and waiting for the receptionist to tell her that Mr Carter was ready to see her. If she actually looked at the screen instead of painting her nails, maybe I'd be in by now. Fifteen minutes had past until Dylan finally came to the door. He was a greying well built man, whose suit and aura just gave off authority.

"Miss Xanders! I've been waiting for fifteen minutes for you to enter!"

"Sorry Mr Carter, I didn't know. Nobody told me." She shot a glare at the smirking receptionist.

"Yeah, right. You paramedics are just set on making me go insane. Are you coming in, or what?" Lyn stalked past the receptionist, shooting her an unholy glare.

Once inside, her nervousness just seemed to swell. Dylan sat at his desk in a well sized leather seat, leaning forwards and resting his chin on his folded hands. Lyn sat down on one of the smaller, less comfortable chairs on the opposite side.

"So, where have you been, Miss Xanders?" he asked. Lyn made herself comfortable before beginning.

"I was involved in an…accident, Mr Carter."
"Oh? So why were you not admitted to hospital?"

"I was being cared for by a…senior medic and friend of mine at another establishment. He happened to be on duty at that moment."

"Oh? And who was it who phoned in?"
"That was my friend." He hummed contemplatively.

"It's strange. If you were involved in an accident almost a week ago, where are your bandages? Where is your aid?"

"It wasn't that bad. I was more shaken than anything."

"Miss Xanders. You know my protocol. Unless you are extremely ill, bed-ridden, severely injured or dying, you come in as usual! You do not get your friends to phone in for you when you could quite easily phone yourself! Or, better yet, come in!"

"But Mr Carter! I…"

"I don't want to hear your excuses! You paramedics are all the same! You all believe that you're God's gift to the world and that you should be treated that way! Well, not in my hospital, you won't!" Lyn could feel her anger bubbling just under the surface. How dare he accuse her of taking the hospital and her position for granted!

"Mr Carter, that's not fair!" she said quietly, trying to keep her anger under wraps.

"I'll tell you what's not fair, Miss Xanders, what's not fair is that you and your team especially seem to think that they can do whatever they please, when good, hardworking people like Nikki out there have to suffer!"

"Like Nikki! That imbecile out there failed to tell me that you were waiting for me! She just sat there painting her nails! And here was me thinking that you didn't allow that kind of behaviour. Maybe it is just the paramedics you have it in for!" That was the last straw.

"Miss Xanders. If you make one more accusation

. like that, I will have your uniform and I will make sure that you never work as a paramedic in Mission City or any of the surrounding states again!" Lyn went quiet. How dare he threaten her like that? He had no right. He didn't run the hospital. She never once thought that this would happen. And now she was going to get the sack. She knew it!

"Mr Carter, I…"

"Not another word. I'm going through your record. Wait outside, please." Lyn numbly got up and exited the office. She heard Nikki snicker.

"What are you laughing at?" she growled.

"Oh nothing. Just, should've seen it coming, shouldn't you? I mean, you so deserve it!" Lyn felt her bottom eye lid twitch. She suddenly smirked.

"Well, at least I have the guts to go out into the field and do what I do without the fear that my nail varnish is going to get chipped!" Nikki snickered again.

"Yeah? Well at least I don't bow to Mr Carter's every beck and call. I can make it by myself." Lyn suddenly changed her tune.

"Really? Wow, you must be independent."

"I do a better job than you and everyone else here."

"Nikki? Is that nail varnish I smell?" Dylan asked exiting his office. Nikki's eyes shot open as she spun round, knocking the open bottle all over herself and the floor. Dylan growled a little.

"Miss Xanders. I'm willing to give you one more chance. Going through your records, I've noticed how much you give to the hospital. You on the other hand!" he turned to the receptionist. "In my office! Now!"

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The twins spotted Lyn exiting the hospital with a large, smug grin plastered on her face. She paused when she saw their holoforms. They noticed her quicken her pace.

"Hey!"

"Oh, hi Lynx," Sideswipe replied.

"Sides?"

"The very same, gorgeous."

"And…Sunstreaker?"

"Yo."

"But, how!"

"Holoforms. Listen, babe we don't have time to explain. We've just spotted Barricade coasting the area." Lyn shivered as she remembered the large, dangerous black and white mech.

"We don't think he spotted us or our signatures, just yet, because he just went straight past." Lyn hopped into the passenger seat in Sideswipe as they once again pulled out into the road.

"Where is he now?" she asked.

"Don't know, but we're gonna have to lay low for a moment. Anyway, what are you so happy about?"

"Oh nothing. Just got my on back on one of Dylan's receptionists. She's probably being told that she has to clean up her mess or else."

"Or else what?"

"His favourite punishment- suspension from work until further notice."

"Wow, he really is worse than Prowl, isn't he, bro?" Sideswipe asked. Sunstreaker chuckled. Lyn couldn't keep her eyes off the twins' holoforms. Apart from the fact that Sunny's hair was blonde and Side's was red, they looked completely alike. And she had to admit, they were pretty good looking. Not as good looking as Ratchet's, though! She shook her head.

"So, where to now?"

"Home."

"Is that your home or our 'home'?" Sideswipe asked playfully, Lyn chuckled.

"Mine." All of a sudden, there was a loud crunch as Sideswipe lurched forwards.

"What the slag!" Lyn looked through the rear view window.

"Oh no. Guys, we have company!" She heard Barricade chuckle darkly as he rammed Sideswipe again, this time knocking him into Sunstreaker.

"Sunny! Floor it!" Sunstreaker obliged with a growl, Sideswipe just behind him. Barricade, however, was proving harder to throw off than they thought. The two Lamborghini's shot into a secluded area, screeching to a halt in perfect unison.

"Lynx, get out and hide. Hurry!" Lyn obliged, diving out of the red Lamborghini. As one, the twins transformed, just as the Saleen roared into the clearing.

"Sides, call base!"

: Autobot base! Autobot base, do you read me!: the red twin called down his comlink. Blaster replied.

: Yo Siders, what's hangin'?:

: Not now, Blaster. We need help! We're being attacked! Send reinforcements!:

: Whoa, whoa, ok. Where you at?:

: These are our coordinates. And hur….:

-Back at the base-

"Sideswipe! Sideswipe! Sunstreaker! Do you copy! Slag. They've been jammed. And I've only got part of their coordinates!"

Uh oh! Hope they're going to be alright! I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter. I know it went pretty slow. Please tell me what you think!