I had to rewrite A WHOLE FRICKEN chapter, scratch the one I've written and I've written over 4.000 words.
And I had to delete.
Because of one fragging mistake.
Well, here's the chapter that took me a bit longer to write.
Caution, you will see some italic text, you'll know it when you see it. I'll explain later the point of the italic text (at the end of the chapter for those who didn't realize it), so I don't ruin it for you now. Enjoy, please.
Nobody moved much from their sitting positions. Ironhide was sitting on a chair next to Melissa's bed. Sunstreaker was sitting on a sofa along with Sideswipe. Jazz soon left, along with Bumblebee and Nicole. Will Lennox was standing near Melissa's bed.
Everyone was in their own thoughts. Ironhide was praying to Primus that Melissa makes it through with minimal loss. It certainly pained him to see her like this, all strapped up to primitive technology machines.
Someone entered the room and all eyes shot up to the person. It was a nurse, carrying a file in her hand. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but visiting hours are over." She politely said. And waited for them to exit. Nobody moved. "I'm sorry, but-"
"We heard you the first time." Sunstreaker glared. "Out." He commanded and the woman speechlessly got out.
Nobody is as effective in glares as Sunstreaker is.
Ironhide sighed as he got up from the chair. The twins followed suit.
Ironhide looked at her petite face, in such a calm state, barely living even on these machines. Three gunshots wounds to the chest and arm are fatal to most humans. He was glad she made it through, even on this Primus forsaken technology.
"Let's roll. We'll be back tomorrow." Ironhide commanded as the room was emptied. Ironhide cast one last look to Melissa. He shook his head and sighed, leaving the hospital along with Captain Lennox.
XxXxXxXxX
Ironhide hadn't slept for eight days. Eight days. His systems should be failing, but somehow they are not.
Captain Lennox hadn't been doing well either. The Autobots were parked in front of Nicole's dorm. Bumblebee was being with Sam, while Nicole got Jazz to cover her back. The twins, Optimus, Ironhide and Lennox were also in the dorm.
"Ironhide," Optimus called for him. "I received a message from Ratchet. We may leave." Ironhide only nodded.
"I gotta go, Bee." Nicole said sadly. Her best friend is on life supporters, caught in the gunfight without a reason. She gave him a limp hug. It was like her own systems were failing. Nonetheless, Bumblebee gave her a soft hug, swaying her gently from side to side. Nicole sniffed and rubbed her eyes.
Ironhide had to look away or he'd start sniffing as well. He fizzed out of existence too quickly for anyone to notice the sad look on his holoform's face.
Outside, the supercar engines revved beautifully into life as the other trucks' engines grumbled into existence. Led by a Peterbilt, the Topkick and the three speedy cars followed close behind.
It was silent through the communication links. Lennox was silent in the driver's seat of the Topkick. You'd think he'd want a ride in the Lamborghini, and being close to such a supercar would be a dream come true, but at this time – having a Lamborghini at your disposal 24/7 didn't matter.
They arrived at the hospital, each of the cars parking next to each other. The people outside would drool over the tuned cars, especially the Lambo, 'Vette and Porsche. An occasional truck and pick-up fan would come by and investigate the flame decals and the unknown symbol on the tailgate.
The holoforms came to life as the 'owners' of the cars exited their vehicles and made their approach towards the hospital, headed directly into the room where Melissa was.
It didn't take them long to find the room. Women turned at the sight of the newcomers, who all going into one room because of a pretty girl. A pretty girl whose life was taken away and yet somehow, brought back.
Everyone got into their sitting positions from yesterday. The twins were on the couch, Jazz was on a chair, Ironhide and Nicole were at one side of the bed and Melissa's uncle Will was at the other side. Optimus was waiting for Ratchet to come inside.
It was silent for quite some time. During that time, Nicole went to sit on a chair, but all of them were occupied. Jazz was a gentleman and offered her his seat as she took it gladly. Soon she fell asleep. She too, was very tired.
"'Hide?" Lennox called for him. The holoform brought its head up. "Why was Melissa shot?"
Like frag did he know. "I don't know. I thought Nicole gave a report?"
"No, I mean, where were you?" his eyes narrowed.
"I was at the dorm."
"What were you doing there?"
Now that Ironhide thought about it, what was he doing there? Protecting the dorm? What a pitiful excuse, and a totally unbelievable at that.
"What were you doing there?" Lennox repeated.
"I'm unsure." Ironhide stated. Truth can come later. "I just don't know what am I supposed to do with her. She manages to trick me. Every. Single. Time."
"Get her on a leash, that way she won't get away."
All of the present in the room, except for the sleeping Nicole, turned their heads towards the person who said it.
"She isn't a pet, Sunstreaker." Ironhide growled.
"Why weren't you there with her?" Will Lennox pressed on. Nobody hurts his niece without getting questions and answers in return.
Something suddenly caught Ironhide's eye.
His head flashed to Melissa.
He could have swore that she moved, even just a little.
"Ironhide?"
"Hold on." He said, checking the machines and his eyes darting from the machine to her. Nothing out of the ordinary. "Ratchet?" he comm. linked Ratchet immediately.
"Yes, Ironhide?"
"I think Melissa showed movement."
"I'm on my way."
The comm. link was cut off.
"You still didn't answer my question." Lennox pushed.
"Later, I think Melissa moved."
"She did? I didn't see anything."
"That's because your optics aren't as advanced as ours-"
Ratchet got into the room. "Are you certain she moved?"
"Affirmative." Ironhide replied as Ratchet got to the bed and checked some things.
After some time in silence, Ratchet started to talk. "Well, this is certainly good news."
"What?" All of them replied.
"She seems to be waking up. Heart rate is stronger, and her brain is somehow functioning. Organs are getting back on track. Primus, this is a miracle." Meanwhile, Jazz walked up to the sleeping form of Nicole.
"Come on, baby girl, your friend's wakin' up." Jazz gently shook Nicole from her dreams. She drowsily woke up, making a yawn and rubbing her eyes. "Take ya time, nobody's hurryin' ya."
She nodded as she slowly got up and walked to Mel's bed.
XxXxXxXxX
"Honey, we missed you."
I was dreaming.
I had to be.
My parents weren't alive.
I knew that.
So why am I hearing mom's voice?
"…Mom?" I called for her. I was sitting on a soft green patch grass. The sun was shining and it was a clear sky right above me.
"Where's my girl?" I heard someone say. It was dad's voice. I was sure of it. I looked around frantically.
"Dad!" I called for him as I got off the ground.
I looked around. My eyes stopped at the sight of two people. My parents. My dead parents. They're here. Wherever 'here' is. Am I dead?
"No sweety, you're not dead." Dad chuckled.
"Dad!" I ran to him and gave him the tightest hug in the world. "Dad, I missed you-", tears began to flow down my cheeks live rivers. I could even smell his scent.
"We missed you too, Mel, we missed you too." Dad gave me a kiss on the head. I didn't dare let go. "Hey, leave some hugs for your mother." He smiled. I grinned like a maniac. I was so happy to see them again, even if this was a dream.
"Mom!" I looked to her as she was standing right next to dad. I gave my mom a big fat hug. "Mommy…"
I hadn't called her that in ages. "My little girl, all grown up…" She brought my head to her chest. I could hear her heartbeat. Was this really a dream? It was so real. It was too real to be a dream.
Was it?
"W…How are you… here?" I managed to speak up. They smiled at me.
"There's no need to bother yourself with that now, dear. We came here to visit you." Mom said.
"Were you… watching me?"
"Honey, we were watching over you. We weren't stalking you." Dad smiled.
"Real reassuring, dad." I chuckled. I was thrilled to have them here by my side.
"I see you've found someone for yourself." Mom smiled at me.
It took me a moment to realize she was talking about Ironhide."You mean Ironhide?"
"Yeah, but we've never imagined you falling for someone so much older than you."
"Well…"
"Does he make you happy? If he doesn't, I ought to come down there and teach him a lesson!" Dad warned.
"He's the best guy ever, dad. Don't worry, he's the good guy. I think you'd like him." I smiled.
"Do you love him?" Mom asked.
"Yeah. I love 'im." I grinned.
"Are you gonna get married? Have grandkids?" She took my hands excitedly. Somehow being with my parents was so normal. Even though they were gone for three years.
"Mom!" I raised my voice. "Can't you like, see the future or something?" I squinted and shook my head."Listen, both of you, I have to tell you something." they looked at me straight in the eye. "It's been haunting me for three years. I have to say… I'm sorry."
"For what?" they said at the same time.
"When… before the hurricane. Three years ago. I yelled at you, mom ,and I'm so sorry, I hadn't meant it-"
"It's okay Mel, we forgive you." Mom gave me a reassuring hug. She was so real. "How's my brother doing?" Mom asked.
"Uncle Will? He's doing great. Though, I can't wait to see Annabelle again." I grinned. "Are you really… are you really dead?" I just had to ask.
"Of course not." Dad huffed. "We live in you."
"Goin' all Lion King on me, huh dad?" I smirked.
"How much you love that movie, I would never know."
"You'd never know because you've never watched it." I shook my head.
I saw my parents fading away slowly. "We have to go now, Mel." Mom kissed me on the cheek.
"No, no, wait, you can't go, I-I haven't seen you in so long! How are you not dead? You died in the tornado! I was at the funeral!" I started blurting everything out.
"You may not understand it now, but, in time, you'll see." Dad said as he kissed me on the cheek as well. I gave my parents one last hug before they faded away.
"I love you." I said truthfully.
"And we you, Melissa. And we you."
And this is where my dream ended.
XxXxXxXxX
I got sucked in. Sucked into reality. I was drowsy. Clumsy.
I was being told to wake up. Just… to wake up. Like I had slept enough. And I don't really know who was telling me to wake up.
Instead of feeling rested, I felt sort of tired.
Yeah, 'tired' seemed to sum it all up.
As I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. Black. Pitch, jet black. Then my vision started to go back to normal.
I blinked repeatedly, trying to sharpen my vision. My eyelids hurt. Seemed like I didn't open eyes for a while.
I saw figures standing next to me. Then I realized I was lying down. On a bed, to be exact. Covered by something to keep me warm.
"Nhnn…" I moaned. My throat couldn't form a normal word for the sake of it. I looked around.
"Hey, Mel, you're back!" a girl said, and as I looked at her, I immediately recognized her.
"Nicole, hi." I smiled. "What am I doing here?"
"Dear God-" Someone said and gave me a hug. By the scent of the person, I immediately knew that it was my Uncle.
"Hey, Uncle Will." I lay still. I was still pretty wary of where I was. It looked like I was in a hospital room.
"Melissa, are you alright?" Someone, with a deep voice, said from behind. Nicole turned around and gave the said man space to come to my bed.
"I'm sorry… who are you?" I politely asked.
"You don't remember me? It's me, Ironhide." I've never seen this guy in my life.
"Ironhide?" I squinted. I could see him perfectly, there was absolutely no need to squint, but damn, that was just a weird name.
He nodded. And waited for my response. The whole room fell silent. "Hi, I… I don't think remember you." I said. It was kind of weird to say. "Why would I need to remember you?"
"Do you know who I am?" Another voice, a wise one, said from behind again. People moved and a doctor came out. I shook my head. The doctor sighed. "My name is Ratchet. Do you know why you are here?" and I shook my head once again. "This is a lot better than no brain activity or death, but it is still a very hard situation." Ratchet talked to another man, a tall one. He looked almost… regal.
"Hmm, I understand Ratchet. May I speak to her?" the powerful voice full of authority filled the room. Doctor Ratchet nodded as the man approached me. "Hello, Melissa Lennox." Okay, he's kind of freaking me out. "My name is Optimus Prime. I apologize for the sudden question, but I must ask you this. Do you know anything about the Autobots?"
The hell are Autobots?
"No." Was my dull, simple answer. "What's going on?" Why were all of these blue-eyed people around me? I've never heard nor seen them.
"Melissa, you have memory loss." The doctor said. "Or as we would formally put it, amnesia."
"No, I don't." I shook my head. Why would I have amnesia? I don't know these people.
The doc sighed. "It may be peculiar at first, but with your family and friends giving you support, you should be able to recover fully, even without your memories."
Which made me wonder exactly how much memory I've lost. "Are you serious?" Uncle and I asked at the same time.
"I am. This is a very real situation." The doc said.
My arm and chest started to sting in some places. The stinging faded away. "May I just ask, what am I doing here? Why am I in a hospital?"
"You were in a gunfight."
I gave the doctor a raised eyebrow.
Me?
In a gunfight?
No.
Just, no.
"You took three bullets, two to the chest and one into your arm."
"Is that why it stings?"
"I'll relieve you of any pain you have."
I looked to the rest of the room as Ratchet began to fiddle with my IV. Funny, I didn't even know I was on IV. "Who are the rest of you?" I asked all the present in the room.
There were two identical men. One had dark brown hair and a golden colored jacket, while the other had black hair and a silver colored jacket. There was this Optimus Prime guy that wore a jacket with flames on it. And then there was Ironhide, with muscles the size of footballs. It was quite clear that he was working out. A lot.
Then there was this guy with glasses. Sunglasses, to be exact. Despite the 'sitation' he had a smile on his face. But the thing that really freaked me out, was that they all had same blue eyes.
Beautiful, electric blue eyes.
"That is Sunstreaker and his brother Sideswipe, they are twins." I noticed he wanted to say something else, like what they did, but the Prime guy left it out, whatever it was. "Jazz, my first lieutenant." He motioned to the guy that didn't put down his sunglasses. For some odd reason, he reminded me of the artist Pitbull.
Wait a sec, lieutenant? We're talking military? "Are you with my uncle in the military?"
"Sure thing, lil' lady." This Jazz guy flashed a grin at me. I was a bit taken back by his action, but I dismissed it immediately.
"My weapons specialist, Ironhide." He motioned to Ironhide.
"Hi. Where do I know all of you from?"
"I am your guardian." Ironhide answered.
My what?
"My… guardian? To guard me from what?" I asked as I felt the pain going away. Those painkillers worked.
"Does she need to know?" Ironhide asked Optimus.
"It would be best if she didn't. It was because of her knowledge did Barricade attack her."
Since when does a barricade attack? What kind of a crazy world am I dreaming in right now? And what did I know to let a barricade attack me? Was someone on drugs today? Preferably me?
"So… we can't show her?" Ironhide concluded. Show me what?
"No, Ironhide, we cannot show her. The less she knows, the better for her." Optimus sighed. "I'm sorry Ironhide, there is nothing we can do. She simply does not remember us."
"Uncle Will, you'd tell me, right?" I fished, trying to get the answer out of him.
"I can't Mel, if Optimus says no, then no means no." he shrugged. "Can't go against his law."
"I thought you were Captain?" Didn't everyone listen to the Captain?
"It's… a bit more complicated than that." he gave a smile. "Listen Mel, you need to sleep, alright?" he caressed my cheek. He was like a father to me. Except he was my mother's brother. But it didn't matter, our family always had a tight bond, an unbreakable bond at that.
"Alright. See you tomorrow?" I asked.
"Sure thing, Mel. Go to sleep, squirt." He said as I chuckled. The blue eyed people began to leave. First the sunshine named one, the swiping sides and Jazz.
"You hadn't called me that since I was ten." He sadly sighed as he ran his fingers through my hair easily, as he'd done so all the time through the years of my life. Only then did Uncle Will along with Nicole leave the room. Optimus went as well, after a couple of seconds.
He said something about wishing me luck on my recovery, but I yawned at the moment, so I sort of didn't hear him well. Only Ironhide stayed next to my bed now.
"You really don't remember me, do you?" I thought I told him that already? I mean, I did remember telling him that.
"No." I answered simply, being the tired person that I am right now. "Did you mean something to me?" I asked, since he was the one to stay here longest.
"I am your guardian. Among other things." He added a bit later. Why would I need a guardian? To guard me from the things I forgot?
"What other things?" I asked. He sighed.
"It's too soon to tell, and it wouldn't mean anything if I told you. I'll be back tomorrow." he said, patting my leg and leaving the room silently. He looked rather… sad. Maybe he did mean something to me, but was afraid to tell? Who knew. He did feel pretty free when patting my leg was at stake. He didn't hesitate at all. Who knows what kind of relationship we had.
All I knew is that I wanted to sleep. Sleep in harmony, away from any strange people.
Jeez, what a confusing day.
I know, I have a very weird imagination XD
I bet you've never ever read any TF fanfic where the main OC has amnesia. I mean, who does that?
…Me. XD Okay, enough of my pointless talking.
I noticed something. I have around 70 followers/favers now. Meaning around 70 people. Which would mean, that it would be great if those 70 people at least once reviewed per chapter. I think it's a nice logic.
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BUT BEFORE YOU DO THAT! Read this below!
Now, in the italic text, Mel gets to see her parents. That was her dream during her eight day coma. A person does not survive three gunshots without consequences. In Mel's case, it's amnesia.
So that is why, in her dream, she remembers Ironhide, because it's prior to her waking up, she still knows everything, everyone etc. When she wakes up, it all disappears. And now, the troubles begin.
If you have more troubles understanding what I wanted to say, put your question in your review and I'd be happy to answer to it.