Hey there everyone. How's it going? Going good here. Sorry I haven't updated very much. I've got loads to do with exams and essays and such. Anyway, here's chapter 17!

Just so you know, this is one's more of a Lyn talking to 'Jumper Chapter. It just popped into my head and I couldn't get it out. I think it fits in quite nicely. Hope you enjoy!

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"Talking"

Thinking

:Comming:

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Lyn was worried. She hated being worried. Firstly, her team and best friends weren't talking to her properly, and on top of all that she expected the Aerial Commander to be everywhere. It made her jumpy. She had tried talking to Shannon and Jack about what had happened, but had been told in no uncertain terms that they would only discuss it if she agreed to tell them what was going on. So to say that she was between a rock and a hard place was an understatement. She sighed again as she waited for the CMO to pick her up from the hospital. The rest of the day had been quiet, not that that was any good in the paramedic's books; it meant that she wasn't doing anything that would take her mind off what had happened. The day had dragged. So, she was extremely thankful when her ride came to pick her up, only to find it wasn't Ratchet.

"Cliffjumper?" she asked as the red Ferrari pulled up.

"I was told to come and get ya. Ratch's still pretty banged up."

"What about the Twins?" Lyn asked, climbing into the passenger side.

"What about em?" Lyn closed the door and turned to the black haired holoform in the driver's seat.

"Are they alright?" she asked. Cliffjumper merely shrugged, clearly not caring. Lyn sighed, resting her chin in her hand and laying her elbow on the side panel. This was going to be a long journey.

"Optimus said to take you straight to the base. We're not to stop anywhere." Cliffjumper stated after a while.

"Huh? But, what about, you know, spare clothes? I can't very well stay in my uniform all the time." She spotted the sideways glance the holoform gave her. Again he shrugged.

"Dunno, Optimus'll sort that out." Lyn nodded.

"I hope the Twins are ok." She said more to herself than to him.

"Those slaggards always are. We can't seem to get rid of 'em." Lyn noticed the slight venom in his voice. And then she decided that that was enough.

"Just what is your problem!?" she growled, turning as far as the seatbelt would allow her. "What the hell do you have against the Twins, huh?" Cliffjumper didn't seem to be taken aback by her sudden outburst, simply shrugging her question off.

"Just don't like 'em. They're too cocky for their own good, and that Sunflower is too vain and sociopathic to be allowed around sane 'bots." Lyn slammed her fist down on the glove compartment, causing a small but noticeable yelp of pain and shock. Cliffjumper swerved to a halt.

"What the slag?! What was that for!?"

"Three times they've saved my life! Three! Both have nearly lost their lives at least twice and all you can do is sit there and insult them?! Who the hell do you think you are!?" The Ferrari was speechless. "I'll tell you what you are: you are a bully, Cliffjumper! I've had to deal with them enough in my line of work, and I am not about to be associated with one form a completely different planet! Now let me out, I'm walking!" Lyn struggled with the door, only for him to lock it.

"Cliffjumper. I mean it…" she warned.

"…I'm sorry." Lyn stopped struggling, turning back to the holoform.

"You're what?" The paramedic had not expected this to happen. Cliffjumper's holoform actually looked…remorseful.

"I'm sorry. I've been a...what do you humans call it?"

"A jerk?"

"Yeah. One of those. I've been a total jerk."

"Cliffjumper, it's not me you should apologise to."

"What, you mean apologise to the Twins? They'll eat me alive!"

"You don't know that. I think they deserve an explanation. Don't you?" The black haired man sighed deeply. She was right.

"You know, I can see why ol' Hatchet likes you. You keep us all 'on our toes', to use that human expression." Lyn smiled.

"So?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll apologise. Just so long as you come with me. I don't wanna end up a smokin' pile of scrap." The medic actually laughed.

"It's a deal!"

Lyn found Cliffjumper was much more fun than she expected him to be. She actually had a laugh with him.

"So then 'Hide starts shooting at these targets, thinking they're 'cons and ends up blowing out the lights! Even I gotta say- that was probably the best prank Roses has ever pulled! We were all laughing for weeks!" Lyn gripped her sides, she was laughing too much.

"So I'm guessing Sideswipe has done this a lot then?" she asked once she had finally gotten her breath back.

"You bet. And its always poor Hatchet or Ol' Hide who gets it. He's been in the brig more times than a D'con!"

"And yet he still doesn't learn?"

"Nope! Prowl's had him do time in the brig, put him on extended patrol, everything! Even so far as cleaning up after one of his messiest pranks- all tar and feathers- with his bare hands! It was the funniest thing I'd ever seen!" Lyn laughed out loud, wiping away stray tears. She hadn't laughed this hard in a long while. "Though, I suppose if I consider it, the base would be a lot quieter without them. I suppose I'd miss 'em if they weren't around." Lyn sighed happily. "Don't you dare tell them that I said that. I won't hear the end of it, otherwise," he added, seemingly turning very serious. Lyn paused a moment.

"Well, ok then. Confidentiality and all." she heard the smile in his voice.

"Thanks, Lynx."

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They arrived at the base not too long after that. It seemed very quiet. Cliffjumper transformed, looking round before looking at Lyn.

"Shall we?" Lyn nodded. Walking further into the base, it soon became apparent why it seemed quiet- a lot of mechs were in the rec room. And it looked like a party had broken out.

"Yo, Blue, what's all this in aid of?" the red Ferrari called over the din. The silver and grey mech walked cheerily over to them.

"Well, the Twins decided to throw a party to celebrate handing the 'Cons afts to them, Sideswipe's words not mine, and then everyone decided that they needed a morale boost, and Optimus allowed it and now it's getting in to the swing of things and…"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You don't need to tell me everything. I only wanted to know…never mind." He looked to Lyn.

"Where's Ratch, Blue?" Lyn asked, slightly worried.

"Well, He's in the med bay at the moment, but he's alright 'cause Wheeljack's in there fixing him up, and the Twins are in there too, but he was a real mess when he came in. I've never seen Ratchet so hurt before and what happened anyway?" Lyn sighed. She didn't really want to go into great detail. She just wanted to see the CMO.

"We were attacked, and that's all you need to know." Bluestreak snapped his mouth shut. "I'm going to see how Ratchet is."

"I'll…I'll come with you." The paramedic could tell that the red fighter was more than a little anxious at the prospect of seeing the Twins to actually talk. All he'd done was insult them. Lyn smiled, resting a comforting hand on his leg plating.

"Ok."

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Wow, this took a little longer than I thought it would. I had fun writing this chapter. It was hard writing Cliffjumper and Bluestreak, but once I got into it, they were actually fun characters to write.

Hope you enjoyed it! Please Review! As always, constructive criticism is always welcome, as is everything else. :-)