MisukiTheOtaku: I didn't expect you here, too, Misuki. Sincere thanks for checking this story out and leaving me a review. What exactly do you ship, though? I would like to here more :)

Maria B: What previous chapter, Maria? I feel your pain on Autocorrect.. I think I had read a story about that too... with the Cybertronians taking part... I had laughed my self out from it seeing that Megs was the poor spark that got into the mess. I hope this chapter answers your question about Frenzy... Yes, he was the one to actually throw his self at Sam. The casettes? Well... You'll soon find them. And nah... I am not really pressured... I just love entertaining those readers that leave me reviews... A chapter worthy of a review that is... About the second review... Oh, that is what you meant... Nah... I sway on the average grade of C... Would have wanted a grade like Sam's even if it was an A- though.. But I am not that brainy. SO that is who you were talking about! I thought Windbreaker was another name for Blackout! I tried searching but the mech doesn't just add up. Though he is an Autobot... and well... Blackout is not.

Thank you for the reviews and hope you enjoy another of my new installations.

I do not own Transformers... Only this story, the plot and the OC.

Chapter 47: Pain

The first ray of light that shined upon her wake had caused her a migraine of some kind as if she was a vampire hit with sunlight. Simple explanation…? It burned… That is how she could describe it as it added to her list of worst wake-ups (not that she was keeping one) before she closed her eyes yet again in utter agony. Not only was she in a much-weakened state but it was as if she was paralyzed itself by the pain.

Instead of feeling helpless though, she mentally steeled herself and tried to focus on what was going on around her. How many times had it been? She wonders… The smell of the familiar medbay waft into her systems... She just knew that this was his because there was no other place that could smell like solders and metal with the hint of medical biomass. Well, in spite of that thinking, she still feels a hint of doubt.

Making her senses a little sharper, she now got a hold of the feeling that there was someone else there besides her. That was as much as she could deduct from the sounds of metal clanking and colliding with one another. It was close… very close, but she was not afraid of them. Would she have to fear them? She asks herself mentally, trying to be cautious as she went into sensing whether there was danger upon her.

"Shey?" That was all the confirmation she needed in order to let go of her tense spirit. Startled, she maybe, but the person… er… mechling, is a welcome companion. And as if the relief had managed to take away her control, she suddenly felt nauseous. She let a shaky breath escape her lips but never was there a single sound released. The joy she felt upon the other's presence was replaced with pain as her head throb once again and her breathe shortened.

"Shey?!" Frenzy had gone from softly calling out to her to being in panic. Oen does not like making the other worried, so this thought only contributed to her chest tightening. Her curiosity went out of the window. The question about why is she not bothered by the fact that she was responding to the other's call when she has no certainty whether it was her, was thrown out her head.

"…" The girl laid there, still trying to gain the control she had before as she manage to catch onto the sound of something popping and something uhh… what was the word she was looking for?

"Stay still, alright? This will be painful but I need you to stay still… This will be for only your human second…" Frenzy said in a hushed tone before the girl suddenly felt greater pain being laid upon her arm. It was worse than the others so she had managed to ignore the already throbbing head and nauseous feeling… The pain she was feeling was centered at that place as her muscles tighten and contract once again.

"…That slagging bug-faced squishie… Once I lay my claws on her, she would think never of harming you ever again…" Oen caught the other's mutter even though her sight had gone all black. Her head and body felt lighter than ever as if she was floating in the abyss… Though she should feel cold… why does she feel warm?

Something run over her face, tucking away the strand of hair that had managed to come over her face when she was pulled into a semi-sitting position. She was leaning onto something and she could guess that it was the other. There was no mistaking it for the warm couldn't have been from any other…

"Hook said that it would do the trick until that poison in your system becomes ineffective. Mercury is dangerous… more so, in the state you are in… That slagging boy had done enough… and so is that old prune… I had enough of letting you stay here, I am taking you away now…" The other declared before she felt being placed to lean on somewhat a cold wall. Sounds of the other going reached her ears but he was not that far when he had stopped. Oen was lost in thought for a moment after hearing that designation… She knew that she knows who that mech is but she could not place an image on that name.

She was soon on memory lane again, watching… herself? Going up to a mech that looks kinda… uh… mean?

The girl she was looking at was indeed her, only with her hair longer and she has a sense of intimidating curiosity around her. Oen didn't really see anything else but all she could gather was the place was dark and quite solemn…

It was only broken by the long haired her's call but the dark looking mech did not stop working on something. "Hook!" She called out in a chirpy-whiny tone that felt both foreign and familiar to her as she came stomping towards the mech who had his back towards her.

"I'm busy, little organic… Go wreak havoc on other mechs… and elsewhere at that…" The mech said in a grumpy tone without bothering to glance back at her. He might be focus on whatever that is but Oen knew the feeling inside of her won't rest until she gets what she wanted.

She huffed and tapped her right feet on the ground while her hands were crossed in front of her chest. A whiny tone escaped her as Oen tried to reign herself to be atleast polite… It was not working though as the event continued on.

"But they all had hid from me! Then 'Cade toppled over… And let us not talk about the Lord! … Added to that is Star… Star was about to answer when he was suddenly taken away by his trine mates! When I asked the Constructicons, they all went silent! You know? They're them! Why would they go mute on me before firmly stating to go to you for an answer… Even our CO and resident Scientist had gone to the extent of reprimanding me…" She whined continuously, one whine to another, Oen could not stop those words from coming out of her.

When the mech suddenly stopped, Oen assumed that that managed to catch the attention of the other. And she was right when the other had turned to face her; his shadow was cast over her but she saw how the other's metal plates shine from the light they reflected.

"…And I ask what may have been that question to have garned such a reaction…" The tall figure said before he plucked her off the ground. He put her under the his working station's light, rendering her blind to see the other but she doesn't mind.

She looked uncertain for a second there… contemplating whether she should. She scratched her nape before summing up all her curiosity once again and asking away…

"Well… I won't learn if I won't ask…" She started while the mech waited. When she soon spoke up, it was like something cynical had washed over Hook. "I was asking about the different Cybertronian frames' anatomy…" That was what she had said and the medic can't help repeat that in his processor as he integrated that into what happened with the others.

"I thought I had already given you a lesson about those a while back… I had also provided you with data pads in order to relearn them…" Hook said, feigning innocence. Oen can feel herself nodded at that as a sullen motion came over her.

"Then, if that was the question… It was preposterous for them to suddenly flee." The medic huffed, playing along the fun he had found.

"I had, Hook! I knew of them already… from all the diodes and wires, to every component configuration! I am not saying that what you had given me was inadequate… I gained the knowledge on how to fix a mech, provided that I had to study subjects in different courses like mechanical engineering and quantum physics… But what I am curious about now is somewhat related to biology… although you mechs are not necessarily organic in nature…" Oen's mouth continued on explaining as Hook let out a fake huff.

"Just tell me what the real point of your curiosity is… I have work to do and other things to take care of rather than solving whatever your complicated organic matter of a brain is thinking…" The mech couldn't have acted so damn convincing as he said that.

"Okay…" She said with a pout. Oen felt the large guilt come flowing out of her as she looked up to wherever the mech's optics were. She was still blind from the lighting but some part of her told her that she was on the right direction.

"I was wondering how can you separate a mech from a femme in terms of their frame components… You know… If humans have different reproductive organs judging on what gender one has, what about you guys? Do you or do you not have components like those?" Oen mentally blushed at hearing what she had just said. Isn't that a little too private? And asking a mech of that specie about that? This was utterly embarrassing in a whole new level… But her body didn't agree with her on that as she continued on facing Hook with a defiant aura with utter curiosity.

Hook couldn't have any more fun out of this as he soon burst out in laughter. Oen was surprised to see someone like him laugh but the person she was occupying now was not that much surprised… only irritated.

"It is not funny, Hook!" She whined with a pout before turning her back to the other… Oen could feel her cheeks getting redder when the mech only laughed louder…

When the mech was done, he poked her side before actually pulling on her arm and turning her the right way.

"Your curious nature has known no bounds…" He said as a chuckle escaped him. "I admit, little organic, that I had been playing along with you… I had known already that you would approach that subject since I had extracted that from the data pads but to actually go to others and exploiting their ever so sensitivity to the topic… It gave me a good laugh…" The mech said before the desk light went off and the whole room had soon lit up.

As Oen's eyes adjusted from the light, she caught sight of the mech's smile… She could tell that it was a true smile… And it warmed her heart. A smile was soon on her own face as before everything faded once again in white…

Oen was snapped back to reality. And soon, she heard a familiar sound that she could recall was from Ratchet's computer! Recalling that she was still in Ratchet's medbay with the other mechling running around, she settled down again from her high… A smile was on her lips as she remember the mech named Hook.

Since she still has no energy to chide the other to not mess with Ratchet's stuff, she settled on listening in and trying to get a waft on what was the mechling doing. She stayed there, regaining her strength, seeing that whatever the other had injected to her was working quite effectively.

"We'll be soon out of here, just let me take a klik to get that medic's diagnosis on you. Hook asked me to… We'll be soon on our way…" The other chirped at her with the same language that the Autobots were using when the conversation is private. The fact that she could understand it had just sync in that instant and made her quite surprised but there was a sense of comfort in that. It was as if a part of her came back and she was close to regaining whatever she had lost. With the memory of a mech coming back to her and the fact that she can understand the other's fast chirps and whirls… she was happy yet again!

"O-ok…" She croaked out in the same language before going into a coughing fit. Now, that was what she had not expected. And this had raised questions in her as she contemplated what could this mean. How can she just do that? How…? She has so many questions but she sure could have a glass of water if there was one near her first… It is not like the mechling intends to leave her here now.

Slowly opening her eyes yet again, she squinted from the blurry surrounding that met her. Oen could figure out that the silver thing moving, a distance away from her (just below Ratchet's working table), is the mechling… But there was something that caught her blurred attention that lies on the other side of her peripheral vision… They were moving black blobs.

"W-what are you?" She asked, going back to the language she would not need to choke in.

That seemed to catch Frenzy's attention when he suddenly disappeared from her blurred view and into the shadows of the desks. On the other hand, the black blobs were now larger and were on their way towards her.

Since my finals are coming up and defenses are just around the corner. I wouldn't be that much active. Thanks for indulging my stress. I think I just know how can I create such stories...

See you on Christmas! Or till then...

~Dreamer