I had been gone for quite a while and hope that this new update would tell you that I am still dedicated to finish this story. I apologize for the wait but it can't be helped because like what I had inscribed in my other update (TBS) I would not be able to provide you all with much till Christmas comes. Hope you all would understand and stick with me.

BarricadesDemon216: It is really frustrating to actually loose a part of your memory... But don't worry, something big would soon happen...

Maria B: I actually don't know why too... *sweatdrops* But I'm happy that I still get reviews. THank you for reviewing and thinking that. My grades in literature and composition are actually in a lane you won't believe is true. I recommend you to read The Black Screen too if you have the time.

Eunice Pacheco: It is IF they would escape... *winks* Hehehe.

I do not own Transformers!

Chapter: Troubles

Sagged as her body could be, Oen walked along the barren corridor. Wherever the residents where she could not care less for the while as she contemplated on the problem that she had had for so long... Well, not at least that long since she had been able to pick up from the mechs that the span of memories she had lost was about more or less half a year.

She wanted to ask someone about it but whenever she tries, her tongue would always roll back and her voice would soon disappear, leaving her to smile at whoever she had tried talking to. Optimus was the hardest among them, though. The fight to not flee was stressing her greatly so now, she had taken to having no means of contact with the poor mech until she sort out whatever was wrong with her and her flighty feet.

Her thoughts had come to a sudden halt when she heard gear shifting noises again. It was the same ones that come from the little mech she had been waiting for to come back. Oen knew that the other would but did not know how she could give such trust that large to another.

Ms. Thea had approached me about this… She suddenly giggled at herself, finding it funny before she suddenly stopped advancing in her steps as she let the name roll off her tongue again. Ms. Thea…? Finding the designation familiar, but at the same time only a second flash came up. That intrigued her. Who was this person? She tried remembering again.

Frustration nipped her as she couldn't come up with another image. Why is my stupid brain doing this to me?! She cried mentally before her body shifted heavily to the side. Her eyes soon became glazed and had lost their focus. Noise rung in her head, screaming, pained groans, maniacal laughing, large gears shifting…

The next thing Oen had privileged to wake up in was thankfully not Ratchet's office. Replaying what happened before she blackened out, she can't remember what happened after walking down the halls to have her person returned to her quarters with a blanket over her frame and her clothes already changed for the evening/morning…. Which was weird for her, -not counting the fact that she was wearing a pair she had not seen before… Who in the pit in his/her right mind to actually suddenly dress her up unconscious?

Turning her gaze to her left when she heard shuffling, that is how she found out that she had not been alone. The person had actually noticed her before she could turn away to fake sleeping again. Much to her dismay, this gave her no escape to evade the conversation. Of all the others she had come to wake up to, it had to be one that she had a slight itch to evade seeing that the memory of Ms. Thea she was struggling after is kind of linked with the designation she uses on him.

"Good morning, sleepyhead… You've been resting fine?" No other than Colonel Lennox asked as he greeted the startled girl who had soon came down from whatever fright he had given her. The Colonel could not blame her for feeling slightly shocked about his sudden presence seeing that they were not as close as they were back then but they'll manage.

"Good morning, too, Sir Will. Yes, I have. Although it had brought me great surprise to have your presence in such a time you preferred to… Is it actually morning already?" She said politely before popping out of her bed and folding up the sheets.

Will groaned slightly to the side as he listened to her talk. How degrading it is to actually have yourself be formally addressed like a politician when the person who said it has been slightly considered as your daughter? She might be 20-ish or something, but from the way she acts, Will couldn't help feel inclined to see her as a teen that is at the same time capable enough to handle herself but is struggling with living it.

"Please do refrain, again, talking to me like that. Not that I have enough of it from attending plain 'ol boring meetings. Yeah… I am not a happy camper." William tried to lighten the argument since it was trivial but seeing how suddenly feeble Oen look with her lip in between her teeth and her head hung low. It looks like he had done a grave mistake to reprimand her.

When tears suddenly started pouring down her face and lovely timing of Epps coming in… That is when slag blew up in his face.

"Hey, Will, is she u- Oh, I never thought I would see a day that you would ever make someone cry…" Robert whispered with amusement when his eyes fell on Oen then back to Will. "Sarah will not like this…" He added with a smirk before he got a glare as Will soon ignored him.

The Colonel got up to the girl and placed his hand on her head. "Hey, Oen… What is wrong? Are you sure that you are alright? Do you want to go with us and take you to Ratchet?" He asked worriedly when her tears suddenly streamed down faster.

"M-ms… T-thea…? I-I… Oh, Primus… S-she…" Her hands came up to her face, trying in vain to wipe the image of the woman screaming with blood dripping from the other's mouth, from plaguing her mind… She repeating inside her head that it was not real, denying and denying until she saw Will's face.

"You remembered her?" Will asked as he looked over to Epps who then disappeared to report to Ratchet.

"W-where is s-she?" She asked, already at the verge of having another mental breakdown.

No, someone did not just die for her. No, the painful screaming and panicking wasn't because of her. No… NO!

Will was soon alarmed when the girl's nose dripped blood and her ears leaked the same liquid of the same color. Her knees buckled but by then, Will had scooped her up and was running down the halls to the medic. This was not good. First, last night, their Liaison started changing. Now, they might lose the girl who is said to be also changing. Ratchet will not like this… but who would?

"It seems that she had strained what is left of her neural pathway in remembering about Ms. Thea, Ratchet." Sammuel said from his position on the berth at the farthest side of the room. His eyes glowing gold from the shadows he resided in.

The liaison was still shocked about what had happened that night but thankfully, only those who had knowledge about his situation does not include Mearing and their government. If Mearing does not know, then the government does not, too.

"Is this one of your abilities, Sammuel?" Ratchet asked over his shoulder plates as he continued on examining the specific area that the young man had pointed out. And he was right to say that her synapses had deteriorated to incapability of working.

"I… I don't know but I can see how her fragmented spark kept her alive, Ratchet…" Sam winced at his words as he bit his bottom lip hard (even if it was now steel at some point). It was one thing to address a person of his weakened condition but it was another to say that the person has no escape of dying.

The medic nodded and sighed. Two patients in just a single day… and these two were particularly special in their own way. One that had shown abilities of transforming into one of them, who is also their liaison and first ever friend within their scope of their organic species… Then, the other who is somewhat in the process of becoming one of them after amounts of experimentation that Primus knows how long she had endured…

"You both are giving me a helmache…" Ratchet muttered as he rubbed his nosebridge before transferring Oen to another berth. He inserted the other with an IV dropper and put her online with a machine.

"She's stable for now. I want you to look over her while I report back to Optimus about you and her situation, alright, Sam? Do not do anything stupid. Just give us a call if ever you need something. Primus knows what he is doing to you while we are all left in the dark…" He grunted before leaving.

As the door closed, Sam stood from his position and carefully went over to Oen. He was careful because ever since his body turned metal, he has no control over his physical upgrades in terms of strength and power. He was still sorry that he had managed to hit his guardian in the face when he woke up with him calling over the coms for someone to come and see what had become of his body.

Soon as he got there, his body started to heat up. A feeling within was awakening again and Sam knew that it was the Allspark. He refrained from moving, though, as he stared at his unclenching-clenching hands after glancing at Oen's unconscious frame.

"What do you want with her?" He asked in a whisper as it became clear to him of why in the face of her, he was reacting like this.

"You needed to complete her spark, huh?" He asked no one in particularly but it gave him comfort in some weird way.

"You know, this is one of the things weird about you… Since you bound with me, I gained these impulses for them… To care for them till my own being is no more. I guess, it only had come up to my mind just now to literally address it." He sighed heavily before he let his feet move towards the girl. His metal hand grew electric impulses as he neared but he never panicked since he knew now what was it intending.

Though, what plagues his mind was… Why her? Is she the one that the Ancient Primes were talking about? That fragging riddle about balancing the other? The new start?

The thoughts gave him a lot to ponder about as the sudden activity of the dormant power within him became constant. Sam just hopes that this isn't that time again for something life changing. He knew that something is going to happen. He just knew it…

And not before long, his hand connected to her chest and the electric impulses intensified.

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