A/N: So this chapter explains what's been happening with Phoenix after that shard zapped her, which will lead to some pretty interesting developments later on. Maggie and Glen also make their first appearance in this chapter, and we've got some movie fun at the beginning. (Don't kill me twilight fans – and I do like HG, Sam just doesn't XDD) That said, Thank you for reading and all that good stuff. If you like this chapter or this story then please review 'cause it makes me happy that you guys are enjoying reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

-AnAshBlackSword

DISCLAIMER: I don't own transformers, twilight, Hunger Games or any other film/song references in this chapter. I only own OC's, and the story itself.

Phoenix's POV

She wakes up in a strange bed inside a room she doesn't recognise, but guesses must be one of the spare rooms designated to N.E.S.T. It's pretty standard accommodation with two rooms and an ensuite. She explores a bit, but it's very bare and there is nothing of interest lying around for her to investigate.

Phoenix also notes that she's got a really bad headache and wonders if it's worth going to Ratchet for painkillers, but decides against that and goes off to find Jazz. Thing is, she isn't exactly familiar with the base and is getting rather lost wandering the corridors. She's just about given up hope when to her relief she comes across the rec. room. Bumblebee, Mikaela and a boy she supposes must be Sam are in there.

"Good morning." She greets them and Mikaela waves her over.

"Hey there! So this is Sam, my boyfriend and I'll introduce you to Maggie and Glen when they come over. They are supplying the coffee and doughnuts this morning."

"That's if Glen doesn't eat them all." Sam mutters, rolling his eyes before holding out his hand for her to shake. She does so and goes over to Bumblebee who gives her a hand up to the 'bot sized sofa.

"Good mornin'! Good mornin'! Good mornin' too you!" Plays from his radio and he beeps cheerfully at her after.

"Good morning to you as well 'Bee!" She greets him and turns to watch Mikaela sorting through several boxes of movies along with Sam, obviously looking for something to watch.

"Twilight? God, someone on this base has awful film taste." Mikaela mutters, throwing it aside into another box.

"Urgh." Sam complains before holding up another film. "Mockingjay part 1? No thank you." He groans and goes to toss it aside but Mikaela glares at him and snatches it before he can do so.

"I like that movie! It's good!" She says to her boyfriend, who holds his hands up placatingly.

"I know, I know. It's just we've seen it more than 50 times in the past week along Micky." He says, and she sighs before placing it in the box.

"I suppose, it is one of my favourites though." She sighs, placing the film gently in the discarded box, only to glare at Sam as he tosses something in and it hits the case with a loud 'Smack!' At that moment, two people she supposes must be Maggie and Glen arrive.

"We've got the snacks!" Glen announces with a mouth full of doughnut.

"You mean you've got the snacks." Maggie replies, rolling her eyes at her friend before waving up at 'Bee and Phoenix.

"Hey there! Haven't seen you around here before. What's your name?" She says brightly in an Australian accent.

"Yeah, I'm pretty new and my name's Phoenix. You must be Maggie."

"Yep, and this idiot over here is Glen." She says, jerking a thumb at Glen who is discussing something with Sam, gesturing at various movies and shaking their heads at each failure. "You still haven't picked anything Miki?"

"No, can't find anything we like or that Sam agrees to." She sighs, before her face lights up. "Hey, maybe Phoenix can pick since she's never picked before!"

"Yeah, I'm down for that!" Maggie says, and Sam and Glen agree but not before Sam slips in a comment about not picking Mockingjay. Bee places her down gently and she looks through the films, almost all of which she has never seen before. She doesn't really know what she likes, but eventually decides on "I, Robot," which Glen whoops at and everyone else agrees with quite happily.

Phoenix decides that she quite likes the film – and Maggie and Glen too. If only she didn't have this headache, which unfortunately seems to be getting worse and worse. About halfway through the film, her guardian finally makes an appearance, and notices that something is wrong almost immediately.

"Ya okay there 'lil lady?"

"Just a headache." She mutters, although it feels like her skull is being split open. Jazz nods sympathetically.

"Prowler's got ah processor ache now also, tha's why Hatchet kicked meh out. Although, if ah took ya to 'im, he could give ya somethin'." He tells her and Maggie looks over worriedly.

"Aw, you should have said something, I've got some ibuprofen in my bag."

"Thanks, but it feels like it'll need more than Ibuprofen to shift." She replies and Jazz scans her.

"Funny thing is, ya ain't showin' any signs of brain-swellin' or nothin'. Ah think we better take ya ta the Docbot."

"Alright." She replies, and climbs into his hand willingly, waving goodbye to the humans and Bee as he carries her off. Groaning, she lies down in Jazz's hand, then glares up at him as she feels the tingling sensation of being scanned. "Oi!" She growls at him, before a wave of dizziness followed by an awful pain shoots through her head.

"Just checkin' it ain't nothin' serious."

"Mmm." She murmurs. "I'm going to take a little lie down. Stupid headache." She mutters, curling up and cursing the shard for zapping her as she's sure it has something to do with this horrible pain. "I swear, if this is something to do with that stupid piece of shard thingamajig…"

"Shard thingamajig?" Jazz asks sharply, but she's in a lot of pain and is pretty much rambling at her guardian now.

"Yeah, stupid allspark mawhatsit gave me an electric shock, like static after jumping on a trampoline or something… mmm…. Stupid-ass shard thing ….. probably gave me this headache and all….damnit." She rambles on as she shuts her eyes. The pain is still there, but she's almost fast asleep now and then she won't have to worry about it….

Jazz's POV

He listened to his charge in concern as she rambled on about the shard of the allspark. He knew that she'd been found there by Optimus a couple of days ago, but he wasn't aware that it had zapped her. He should probably tell Ratchet when they got there. He watched her amusedly as she went on about 'stupid zappy thingies', and he noted that she was rather like Prowl when delirious and in pain. Prowl tended to ramble about reports more than allspark shards though.

He burst into the med-bay and Ratchet gave him a look with searing that could melt even Megatron.

"I thought I told you to stay out!" The medic hissed, aware of Prowl on the nearby berth. Prowl unfortunately suffered from severe processor aches after glitching, and Jazz's constant talking did not help.

"Ah was, but Phoenix has a bad headache. Ah real bad one, an' she's ramblin' on 'bout the allspark shard, sayin' it zapped her or somethin'? An' ah can't find anythin' on mah scanners that indicates she's got ah headache, but she does so maybe the cube did somethin'?" He tells the medic, and Ratchet goes from annoyed to serious in a single nanoclick.

"Put her down here and let me run some scans. Is she awake?"

"Kinda, but she ain't makin' any sense."

Ratchet sighs, before proceeding to pull out a very complicated looking scanner. Jazz takes a seat on the berth beside Phoenix which is the one opposite Prowl who is also mumbling away about late reports and pranking twins.

"Slagging zappy ….. shard thing…." Phoenix mumbles beside him, although he can't tell if she's awake or sleep talking. Ratchet looks from Jazz to Phoenix.

"Zappy thing?" Ratchet prompts.

"Zappy…. Things" She emphasizes, making it plural things.

"Oh?"

"Yeah… first there was weird blue…. Lightning stuff and then the bloody allspark-shard-whatever the hell that was." She tells him and Ratchet watches her like a hawk.

"Blue lighting."

"Mmm… came out of … him." She mutters, gesturing in the rough direction of Jazz. "You know… after that explosion." She goes on, before curling up again. Ratchet points his scanner at Jazz threateningly.

"Lie down and don't move. I need to check something." He hisses and Jazz complies immediately, lest he should get wrenched. Ratchet scans him, then Prowl then Phoenix again, before getting another scanner and doing the same. The medic inhales sharply and sighs.

"Well… that certainly is odd." He says, and Jazz risks sitting up.

"What is?"

"Physically, there is nothing wrong with her, however her brain wavelengths are the same as yours and Prowls." Jazz gives the medic a stumped look and the medic sighs and reiterates what he just said. "Basically, each being has a different brain wavelength yes? That is, unless they share a bond in which their sparks resonate in harmony like you and Prowl. Humans are on a completely different wavelength and it is therefore impossible for them to bond with us. However, Phoenix is somehow on exactly the same frequency, meaning she is somehow, impossibly bonded to you and Prowl." The medic finishes, and Jazz gapes at him before shutting his denta.

"What?"

"You heard me. You successfully broke the laws of physics, species and the universe and bonded with a human." Ratchet says sarcastically.

"H-how?"

"I'd say that when the 'blue lightning' shot out of you, it was because your spark recognised Phoenix as a possible bond member. However, she was and should be incompatible as a human. The only thing I can come up with to make it possible is that the allspark combined with the energon mixed in with her blood somehow allowed her body to alter and form a bond with you." Ratchet finishes, and Jazz stares at the medic in shock, before looking down at Phoenix.

"So tha' means the headache is Prowlers an' she's actually okay." Jazz says, and Ratchet stares at him with disbelief before smacking him round the head with a wrench.

"NO! You stupid slagging idiot, she's anything but okay! I don't know what effect this could have on the rest of her body! It could make her stronger or she could offline tomorrow for all I know! This is impossible and yet it's still happened!" The medic roars, lashing out at various parts of the wall and pounding it in frustration. "And how in the name of Primus are we going to explain this to the humans?! The humans will offline us all, and I'll make sure you are first you idiot!" Ratchet shouts, and Jazz has the good sense not to tell Ratchet that it isn't actually his fault.

"Frag off! ….. Slaggin' …twins… brig duty… next 4 orns." Prowl says incoherently from across the room in response to Ratchet's shouting. The medic shoots Prowl a very dark look that makes Jazz's energon curdle. Then, the furious medic goes back to studying Phoenix.

"At least we can stop the headache righ'?"

"I suppose so... I don't know how strong the bond is but if you look for it you might be able to block it the same way you are currently blocking Prowl so it doesn't affect you." Ratchet says, switching from seriously fragged off to calm and collected with ease. It unnerves most 'bots, as they never know whether the medic will treat them nicely or offline them with a wrench. Jazz is more inclined to prepare for the latter.

"Ah guess ah can look for it." He replies, and offlines his optics to go searching through his processor. The logical place to look would be near Prowl's bond, which is represented in his mind as a thread of sorts which is striped black and white. There are other, broken threads close to this one signalling the broken bonds of Jazz's offlined creators and siblings long before the war. He looks through the carnage, and eventually finds something of interest.

A gold, red and black striped thread is near Prowl's, but it is much thinner and almost unnoticeable, signalling that the bond is rather weak as far as bonds go but strong enough for her to feel his pain, and Prowl's too. Sighing, he focuses on blocking off Prowl from Phoenix, and it seems to work because when he onlines his optics, Phoenix has stopped thrashing around and is instead sleeping somewhat peacefully, although shadows still flit across her face.

"Tha' should help ah bit, but Prowler would 'ave to block it ta take away the pain completely."

"It'll do and she won't offline herself from pain."

"Humans do tha'?"

"They can go into something called a coma, which is similar to being in statis except they cannot turn it off and wake up at will."

"Great." Jazz groans. Humans offline too easily for his taste, and now he'll have to watch himself even more carefully to make sure the bond doesn't hurt her. It's weird, being bonded to a human, but Jazz likes having the small presence at the back of his mind. It's alien, but familiar at the same time and he can recognise it now.

"Quit daydreaming on me and watch your human." Ratchet snaps at him whilst running various scans on Prowl and administering another painkiller.

"Wha' does this mean Ratch'?" Jazz asks and Ratchet thinks it over.

"I'm not sure. I don't know if it'll get strong enough for you to actually talk with each other like you do with Prowl, or if it will just fade away naturally. It seems to me like Primus has something to do with this, just like he had something to do with those glyphs."

"Ya reckon she's special ta Primus then?"

"It seems so. Perhaps the allspark is not as dead as we thought either if it is capable of 'zapping' humans." Ratchet replies before venting softly. Something nags at Jazz, a question he had not previously thought of.

"Hey Ratch'? If name glyphs are unique ta each 'bot, then ta know wha' Phoenix's says, ya must 'ave seen it on another 'bot before righ'?" Jazz presses, and Ratchet tips his head forwards slightly. "So.. was it ya creator's name or somethin'?"

"No."

"No? Who's was it then? Ah friend? An enemy? Ah decepticon?"

"None of the above." The medic answers curtly before turning back to his tools. "I had a sister, once. She was offlined long before you were even online." Ratchet says quietly before pointing a wrench at him. "Tell any 'bot, and I'll wrench you into the next millennium."

"Ah wouldn't dream of it!" Jazz says cheerfully, although he feels anything but cheerful. He wants to ask more, but knows that will only merit a wrench to the helm or worse knowing Ratchet's evil temper.

"Also, I'll explain to Phoenix when she wakes up what this is all about. You however, can explain this to your delightful, rule-obsessed brother without him glitching. If he does glitch, I'll weld your sorry aft to the wall of Prime's office." Ratchet threatened and Jazz groaned, knowing such a feat was almost impossible. This was not going to be a fun conversation.