Groaning, Razer's optics slowly onlined, and she stayed there, taking in her surroundings and waiting for the wave of dizziness to fade. She was laying on a berth, and noticed that the right side of her body felt better.

A familiar voice spoke, but it wasn't Ratchet. "Ratchet, she's awake!"

Ratchet…? Primus, I must have hit my head hard…

Razer moved her helm, seeing Wheeljack, and she had to force herself not to let her optics widen, barely managing it. She thought it might be an illusion, but something told her it wasn't. This was Wheeljack… But younger.

She looked back at the ceiling, mumbling, "I'm pretty sure… older…"

"What was older?" Ratchet's voice asked. She looked at him, blinking owlishly.

"Nothing… Just thinking out loud…" Seems the shock is somehow keeping me calm. Weird. "Where… Where am I?"

"You're in my unit," Ratchet answered, running a scan over Razer. "Hmm, everything seems good. I would suggest to be careful while walking; you were hit pretty hard. Wheeljack, keep an eye on Megatronous, Soundwave, Orion and Starscream for me."

Her optics widened as Wheeljack nodded and left. Running a servo down her face plates, she groaned, "OK, I defiantly hit my helm harder than I thought. This is all just a damn dream. I'm betting I'm in the Autobot base with Ratchet fixing me while Optimus and Bumblebee are out energon scouting… They probably ran into Megatron and the 'cons while they were at it. Primus, how can a bot hit their head hard enough to go back in time? Maybe if I pinch myself I'll wake up for real and the real Ratchet will hit me in the helm with a wrench for being a glitch head… Wheeljack has probably blown something up and Ratchet has gone to kill him. Plus, it's Optimus Prime and Megatron, not Orion Pax and Megatronous. Frag it, I need to shut up."

"… Are you OK?" Ratchet – the much younger Ratchet – asked, concern in his optics.

Razer sat up, her side groaning in protest from the movement. Ignoring the stab of pain, she said looking the bot in the optics, "No, I am not OK. I was just in Nevada when there was this explosion and a white light, and now I'm suddenly transported into the damn past! You're supposed to be old and grumpy and throwing your wrench of doom, Wheeljack is defiantly older looking, Optimus Prime hasn't been called Orion Pax for thousands of years, same with Megatron! And I'm betting Starscream and Soundwave don't look like a full grown mechs either; they're probably only sparklings."

"So you're from the future? That's so cool!" A little voice exclaimed, and Razer turned her helm in shock to see a sparkling Megatronous (4 in human years).

Getting over her shock, she shook my helm and lied, "Ummm… No, no I'm not. That was the pain killers talking." Pretending she didn't know him – which was kind of true – Razer smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

Megatronous came over, jumping onto the berth and sticking a servo out, "I'm Megatronous! It's a pleasure to meet you…?"

"Razer," she answered, shaking the little ones servo. As she brought her servo back to her side, she asked, "So, I'm guessing you're the eldest?"

He puffed up proudly, "Yes, I am! How did you know?"

Razer smiled mischievously, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

"I'll find out!" He squealed, "I'm good at working things out!"

Then, Wheeljack's voice yelled from somewhere else in the unit, "Megatronous, where are you?"

Megatronous looked down, smiling sheepishly, "Um, I have to go… It was nice meeting you Razer!"

"You too, little one," she replied, patting him on the head and she smiled, watching as he jumped off the berth and ran off.

"So, if you're from the future, I'm guessing you will need a place to stay?" Ratchet asked.

Razer looked at him, smiling innocently, "Yeah, I'm betting I haven't been born yet so…"

"You can stay here," Ratchet said firmly, giving her the 'no buts look'.

She nodded. "OK, but I will find a job and pay you back, I promise."

Ratchet rolled his optics, "You do not need to pay me back, its fine."

"Too late, I've already decided," she grinned cheekily at him.

He huffed, a smile gracing his dermas as he turned around and walked out, saying, "You can share a room with Orion and Megatronous."

At least it isn't Starscream and his screeching.