I can't believe we guys actually broke the 300 review perimeter! That's like… WOW! Thank you guys so much for reviewing. Here's something I'm going to do when I finish this story. I'm going to write down every single one of your names, all the people who reviewed, the people who added this story to their favorites and follows.

That, my people, is a vow.

Now let's look a little at Melissa's life, now shall we?

I woke up, completely rested. The blanket was over me and it kept me warm through the night.

Apparently, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning. Nobody was here and the sunlight beaming through the window was telling me that the sun had just rose up.

Instantly, my stomach growled. Shit.

I took off the blanket and my eyes immediately dropped to my knees. They were purple. Fucking purple.

I tried getting up and miraculously, the knees didn't hurt. They didn't sting, they didn't pain with the stretching of the skin. It was like I was fully healed now, but with visible scars.

I made myself breakfast and sat at the table. I ate in silence, up until my uncle came in. "Hi Mel." He walked to the fridge. He turned around. "Mel?"

I chuckled, "Didn't expect me walking around, did you?"

"No, I-How?"

"I don't know. It doesn't hurt me anymore."

"Maybe I should have Ironhide call Ratchet. Something is suspicious about that." he pointed with his finger at my knees.

"I'm fine, Will. After what Ratchet did to me last night, I'd rather never want to see him again."

"He did it only to help you."

"True," I nodded as I finished what I was eating. I got up and put the bowl in the sink, "But I didn't think it had to be that painful. Is Annabelle alright?"

"Without a scratch. You did a good job saving her life, Melissa." He enveloped me in a hug. "I'm proud of you." The words were big and I remembered them deeply.

"Thanks Will."

I let go and went back into the living room. Only this time, I found Nicole sitting on my spot.

"Nicole?" I hadn't seen her all day yesterday, or the day before that.

"Mel-" her gaze fell onto my knees. She got up abruptly. "What happened to your legs?"

I shrugged, "Some humanoids were in the town last night. They were huge. One of them had red eyes."

"You mean Decepticons?" maybe I should just go with what she's saying.

"Yeah, them." I nodded.

"Who was it?"

"What?"

"Which one of them attacked you?"

"I don't know. It was dark."

"It must've been Starscream, Bee told me about it last night. Speaking of Bee, he and I are going to see a movie tonight, they're opening a cinema in the new mall. Wanna come with?"

"I'd rather not, to be honest. I have to wait for Ratchet to come back with the results."

"Oh. Well okay. Health comes first, right?" I nodded. "Well, I'm gonna go, movie starts in-" she looked at her wrist watch. "Half an hour. Are you sure you don't wanna go?"

"I'm sure , Nic. Have a good time." I winked.

She smiled as she got out of the house. I felt so tired again. I lied down on the couch.

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I woke up again and it was almost sunset. Why did I get so sleepy? I just woke up, ate and fell asleep again. Maybe I didn't wake up completely. I expected to see Will watching TV on the couch next to me, but I quickly realized that only Ron and I were in the house. It was too silent and he was sitting right next to me. "Hi." I smiled.

He noticed that I was awake, his head turning around to see me. He brought his hand up and cupped my cheek and caressed it. "Are you feeling any pain?"

"No." I breathed slowly, in and out. "I'm just… so tired." I yawned.

"You slept nearly eight hours, Mel. That's more than enough for humans to function properly."

"I feel like something's wrong with me, you know?"

"No. I don't know. What do you mean?" he was clearly worried. I know I could always tell him anything, but I didn't want him to get worried.

"I don't know, Ron, I don't know what's wrong with me." I was, all of a sudden, really sad.

"You're fine, nothing is wrong with you. Come on, Mel, why the sad face?"

"I don't know." I felt stupid for not knowing anything.

"Just… try to relax. Think about something you like."

I smiled at his thoughtfulness. Of course, I thought about him.

He must've seen my look, because he chuckled and kissed me. His affection always amazed me.

Luckily, the couch was a large one and during my eight hour sleep, someone turned the couch into a bed.

Ron lay next to me, his big arm enveloping me and pulled me closer to him. The move was gentle.

I took his hand and enjoyed to softness of his skin. "I love you." He said.

I grinned and kissed the back of his hand. "I know." It caused him to chuckle. The warmth of his chest warmed my back. With the arm he used to hug me, he used it to put the blanket over me. "Thanks."

"Are you still tired?"

"Actually… No. No, I'm not." I turned around. "Ron." I looked at him in the eyes. His blue ones were so beautiful. "I'm sorry." He was confused as he raised an eyebrow. "I said I hated you."

He breathed air out of his chest. "I know you did. And I also know that you hadn't meant it." His deep voice ensured me he forgave me, but it still wasn't enough for me.

"It was so wrong of me to say it, you know. I don't want to say that ever again."

"And you won't ever have to." He put his forehead onto mine. It felt like an Eskimo kiss. And I felt a sort of connection to him. Ever since the blue liquid from last night's encounter was absorbed by my body, I felt closer to him. It wasn't explainable, it was just like that.

I smiled and snuggled into his broad chest. I could hear his heartbeat. I hugged him around the waist as he fell on his back and I let myself fall on his chest. "What did I do to deserve a man like you?" I kissed his chin, tracing the kiss up his jaw line, his cheek bone, his nose and then his lips.

"Hmm, I don't know. What did you do?" he said in a seductive tone.

I laughed. "You really know how to bright up the atmosphere, Ron." And at the worst possible moment, I had to go. "I gotta go pee."

He let me go as I went to the bathroom to do my business. I had been in the bathroom so long, Ron must've gone back to that garage of his.

As I came back into the living room, my hunch was right. He was gone. And so was everybody in the house. Just me and Ron on the Lennox property.

As I sat down on the couch-turned-bed, I tried to look for the remote control for the TV. I dug around the pillows and all. Just as I found the remote, there was a large, long legged spider on it. It was a big one and it was fat and it was black. My whole body shivered.

"AAH!" I shrieked as I ran towards the garage, Ron has to kill that thing!

"Ron! Ron! There's a-!" I yelled like a maniac, straight into the garage. I shoved the door open.

And once I got in there…

I remembered. Everything.

The black robot with blue eyes stood before me now. He was confused and so was I.

But it didn't take long for all the memories to sink back. I remembered it all now. I knew I had. The Autobots, the Decepticons. Starscream, Ratchet, Sunstreaker and the rest. I knew exactly who they were.

But most importantly, I remembered who Ron was. Who Ironhide was. Ironhide was no codename. Ron was Ironhide.

I couldn't believe this. I looked up at him, standing straight. He was looking at me. "You're… You're one of them? And… And you never told me?" I could feel my voice cracking. I was hurt. Did he not trust me? Why wouldn't he tell me who he truly was? Why wouldn't he help me remember?

I took a step back. I didn't know what to do or where to go. I wasn't going into the house, that goddamn spider isn't going to be killed itself. The only choice I have is to remain here, in the garage, with Ironhide.

His holoform emerged right in front of me. "Mel, I can explain."

I crossed my arms. "Explain what, Ironhide? One time, we're happy and the other we're arguing? Is there anything left to be explained? Apparently, you never wanted me to remember you. The real you."

He transformed back into the GMC I knew. He opened the door and I got in. I certainly wouldn't stand around.

He got in the truck, right after me. The door closed on its own. "Do you want to hear me out?"

I calmed down. "I think I know where this is headed Ron. You weren't supposed to tell me because of Optimus's orders, right? But you gave me hints, didn't you?" he nodded. "I knew Nicole knew of the 'secret'. The 'secret' being you guys, the Transformers."

"You remember?" his eyes brightened with happiness.

"Yes, love, I do remember. And you don't have to hide anymore. None of you do."

He brought his arms around me in a hug. "Primus, I can't tell you how elated I am now. This is great news, Mel."

"Yeah, it really is." Except for the part of me being more tired than usually. It concerned me a lot, but I tried to hide it.

I couldn't believe this. I finally knew everything. Ironhide couldn't either, as he put a song through his radio, like he did many times ago.

"It's all coming back to me now…"

Suddenly, it all made sense to me. The song played until the very end, and the lyrics were spot on. I could completely relate to the song. When I didn't know who Ironhide really was, he played some songs through his radio. He was helping me. He wanted me to remember. He just had a different way of showing it.

And I should have known that by now.

Song: Celine Dion – It's All Coming Back To Me

Hmm, shortest chapter ever? I've said in some previous chapter, that I am just too lazy to write. I don't know what's going on with me. I've been sleepless for three nights in a row and I'm so tired.

Maybe I've had an energon encounter as well? ;)