OMG it's been so long since I updated!! I'm really sorry about that, guys! I've got loads of work on at the moment, so I haven't exactly had time to update any of my stories.

Well, here's chapter 15. Hope y'all like it! Oh, and just so you know, I'm bringing in some new characters, for the simple fact that as a paramedic, Lyn needs a team. I thought I would introduce them here.

Disclaimer: don't own!

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It was time to go back to work. Lyn knew that she couldn't stay off any longer. Groaning, she opened her eyes and looked around. She smiled when she saw the Autobot medic still deep in recharge on the berth next to her own bed. They had both decided to move her into his quarters, especially after their 'confessions'. It also helped him to keep an eye, or optic, on her, even though she was feeling much better than she had been. But now it was that dreaded time. If she stayed off any longer, Dylan would fire her for sure. They had discussed this amongst themselves the night before, and Ratchet had offered, quite forcibly, to take her to the hospital. In fact, he would stay with her the whole day. Scrambling out of bed as quietly as she could, Lyn somehow managed to climb up on to the CMO's berth, stroking her hand gently along the length of his body as she carefully walked over to his faceplate. She grinned as he shivered slightly under her touch in his sleep. Stroking his cheek, she softly kissed it, trying to decide how she would wake him up. She finally decided that rapping on his armour was the best course of action.

"Don't even think about it." The paramedic jumped, looking at the medic as he on-lined one of his optics.

"How did you know?" she asked. Ratchet chuckled, onlining his other optic and sitting up slightly.

"Lyn Xanders, you seem to forget that I am a highly evolved robot with highly evolved senses." Lyn rolled her eyes, playfully hitting his arm.

"Don't give me that, Mister 'Highly evolved robot with highly evolved senses'!" she stated, mocking him. The CMO cocked an optic ridge at her.

"Are you mocking me?" he asked; his voice steady. Lyn knew that expression all too well.

"Oh dear." She ran, not making it to the edge of the berth before being grabbed by two strong arms. She squealed in shock.

"You didn't answer my question, Lyn Xanders. Are you mocking me?" He sounded serious, but Lyn could hear the playful undertone.

"Maybe?" she smiled innocently. She exploded into laughter as the CMO pressed his fingers gently into her sides, managing to find her most sensitive spots.

"I'll teach you to mock me!" he growled low, keeping up his relentless attack. Lyn couldn't do anything; she was trapped in his arms with no escape.

"Ok, OK…. Mercy!" she squealed. Ratchet relented, keeping her held in his arms until she had recovered. Slackening his grip, he allowed her to turn to face him.

"You won't do that again, will you?" he asked, smirking slightly.

"I don't know, maybe?" she smiled sweetly, causing the battle hardened CMO to simply sigh and shake his head.

"Whatever will I do with you?" he asked with a sigh. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Lyn looked as if she was mulling it over.

"Oh, I can think of a few things. But we don't have time now. We've gotta go to work." She smiled seductively, reaching up to kiss him. He laughed low in his throat, meeting her half way.

It didn't last long. Lyn reluctantly pulled away, breaking the kiss.

"I have to go to work," she said a little breathlessly. "Otherwise I'll lose my job for sure." Ratchet grumbled in disappointment. Lyn smiled.

"Hey, it's not as if you're not going to see me. You're taking me, remember." She winked. And then she looked doubtful.

"What's the matter?" the CMO asked.

"Stupid Decepticon ruined my uniform, didn't he? I'm going to have to borrow one until I can get my own." Ratchet's holoform disappeared. Looking up at the giant robot, Lyn saw him pull something out of nowhere.

"You won't need to." Lyn looked in absolute shock as Ratchet lowered his hand to reveal a brand new, pristine white uniform.

"Huh? What? Where?" she stammered.

"I always carry spares, especially since I started helping around the hospital. It should fit you."

"Oh, Ratch! Thank you!" his holoform appeared again as the paramedic leapt into his arms, hugging him tightly. After a moment, the H2 Hummer pushed her away.

"Go and get ready. I won't look." He remembered the first time he'd told her to change. That was when he had to change her brace. He was, and he was sure that she was, too, grateful that she didn't need to wear it anymore. She was right in what she had said- she had a very fast metabolism. Five minutes later, they were on the road. Lyn was in the passenger side of the ambulance, while Ratchet's holoform sat in the driver's seat. Lyn had already phoned through to let Dylan, or Mr Carter, know that she was well enough to come in. he sounded indifferent, something she was quite happy about. "Well, he may not sound happy about the news, but he's not angry, either," she'd said. Something which Ratchet agreed with.

They were barely through the door when Lyn was practically barrelled over.

"LYN!! We missed ya girl!!" Lyn struggled to maintain her balance as a very happy young woman clung to her like a limpet. Lyn chuckled softly.

"Good to see you too, Shannon. How are you?" The younger girl smiled a bright white smile.

"I'm very well, thanks boss!" Ratchet looked between the two women, lost as to what was going on.

"Boss?" he asked. Lyn looked to him.

"Yeah, she's our team leader! She's the paramedic of our team."

"I see. So who is the rest of your team?" he asked, turning to the paramedic.

"Well…"

"Yo, Lyn!" A tall, dark skinned man walked over to their small group.

"Hey there Jack! How's it going?" she asked, high fiving the new comer.

"Goin' good, lil' lady! Heard you weren't feelin' too great."

"Yeah, all better now though."

"Yeah. Hey, you met the Doc, then?"

"Hmm?" she looked to Ratchet. He smiled and nodded to Jack.

"You know, you still ain't told us why they call you 'Ratchet'. Must be that good, huh?" Ratchet laughed.

"For me to know." Jack shook his head. To anyone else, his height would have looked daunting, but Lyn knew that he had a really soft heart.

"Well, Ratch, this is practically all of my team. Except…hey, where's Joseph?" she asked, looking around.

"Joe's off sick," Jack stated.

"Not again! What is it this time? And please don't tell me it's another hangover." The other two said nothing, and just looked at each other.

"It is, isn't it? I swear that guy's blood will be nothing but pure ethanol. Right, then we'll need another ambulance driver."

"Allow me. My, er, ambulance is parked out front. Remember, Lyn?" Lyn smiled.

"Ok, what are we on? Patrol?"

"How did you ever guess?" Shannon replied with a giggle.

"Oh, just a lucky guess. Ok, everyone. Suit up and let's go!" the two new comers separated for a moment, gone to grab the necessaries.

"So, what are their jobs as part of your team?" Ratchet asked.

"Well, Shannon, believe it or not, is an assistant, she's completing her training to be a technician, and Jack is an Ambulance technician. And then Joe, when he ever shows up, is the driver, and I'm the paramedic."

"And you get the more complicated jobs." Lyn laughed.

"That's right." Ratchet 'hmm'ed and nodded. He cast a sideways glance at the brown haired, fair skinned paramedic. She'd pulled her hair up into a tight pony tail, with a few straggles of hair falling over her face. Her bright green eyes seemed to shine with determination and excitement, her delicate but strong jaw almost set in place. Slyly, he slipped his arm around her waits, pulling her towards him. She only just realised what he was doing.

"Ratchet! Not in the work place!" she hissed good-humouredly. He merely chuckled, quickly letting go of her as the other two came back over. Shannon eyed them knowingly while Jack beamed a brilliant smile.

"What are you two gawping at?" Lyn asked, a smile in her voice. "C'mon, let's get going." Lyn and Ratchet exited the building first, the two other ambulance members smiling.

"Well, I can say one thing 'bout our lil' Lynx, it's 'bout time!" Jack smiled.

"Long time coming. C'mon, before she bites our heads off."

Patrol started out slowly. Ratchet's holoform was sat in the front driving his 'ambulance', Jack sat at his side. The two women were sat in the treating area. Shannon was going through everything that had happened with whilst the paramedic hadn't been there.

"So, Joseph hasn't been on for practically the whole time I've been off? And he hasn't called?"

"Except for this morning, yeah pretty much." Lyn shook her head, accompanied with an exasperated sigh.

"When he gets back, I'm having words with that man." She looked back to the younger woman. "How has you're training been going?" she asked. Shannon shrugged.

"Ok, I guess." The paramedic noticed the dead pan tone.

"What's the matter, Shan?"

"Huh? Nothing, why?" Lyn was not convinced, but she didn't have time to press it. The radio crackled into life.

"Rescue vehicle RT1, do you copy, over?" Lyn reached forwards, scooping the secondary radio out of its holster.

"Go ahead, over."

"Immediate assistance required down Hoop Street at the site of a two car RTA. Suspected one major casualty. Over."

"Thanks Control, we're on our way. Over and out." Ratchet instantly sped up, sirens wailing, taking them as fast as possible to the scene. Lyn and Shannon quickly got everything ready, pulling gloves on as they screeched to halt at the crash site.

"Ok everyone, do your best. Let's go." Lyn called, instantly becoming determined.

The cars in front of them were a complete mess. Jack stepped out next to Shannon, who was practically frozen. She didn't expect anything like this! Lyn and Ratchet were already at the casualties, seemingly undeterred by the fact that the vehicles looked like they had been slashed to shreds instead of crashed.

"C'mon, Shan, I'm right here next to ya." Jack said trying to console the scared young woman. She nodded, walking slowly over to the two medics.

"Jack, this isn't right. Something isn't right. A two car RTA doesn't cause this mess! Crashed cars do not look like they have been torn and shredded!" Jack looked around. She was right. Bits of metal were strewn across the road, and the cars themselves were hardly recognisable. The male drivers themselves were much further back, almost as if they had jumped free of their vehicles before they had collided. One was conscious, suffering scrapes and a broken arm. Ratchet was seeing to him. Lyn's casualty, on the other hand, was out cold, blood seeping from a wound on his head. She turned to the two attendants.

"Guys, get me the spinal board." Jack nodded, recognising the urgency in her voice, and cleared the distance between Shannon and the ambulance in three strides. Shannon finally plucked up the courage to step forward.

"Wh-what do you want me to do, Lyn?" she asked. Lyn noted the fear in her voice.

"Go over to Ratchet and help him out. Don't worry, Jack and I will sort this." Almost immediately after she said that, the tall man came striding over with the stiff board under his arm. Shannon did as told.

"She's terrified, Lynx." Jack said as he laid the board down next to the casualty.

"I know. I'll sort her once we've got this guy to the hospital. Shannon! On second thought, we need a bit of help with this!" The dark haired girl nodded and began walking over. Lyn positioned herself at the man's head.

"Not just that, though."

"Hm?"

"She said that this wasn't like any two car RTA, and I have to say, lil' Lynx, I agree with her." Lyn nodded.

"We can't think about that now. This guy's our main priority." Shannon came over, positioning herself at the side of the casualty, seemingly overcoming her fear at the moment.

"That's another thing. Where are the cops? Where are the bystanders? Surely someone must have been here?" Lyn looked round. Shannon was right. There were no police cars, no press, no bystanders, nothing. It was the height of the afternoon. Where was everybody? Shrugging off her sudden feeling of unease, she motioned to her team to help her move the casualty, giving instructions to perform the log roll.

Pretty soon, both casualties were in the ambulance, ready to head off. Lyn took one last look around before turning towards the rescue vehicle. And then something made her stop. Something she hoped that she would never see again.

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Dun dun dun!! What is it that she saw? Is Shannon right about the crash? Something isn't quite right about it. But you'll have to wait until next chapter to find out what!!

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