Chapter 5

Ummm I can explain?

Ratchet worked as quickly as he could when he noticed the girl was waking up. A small choking noise escaped her lips. He stopped to watch her to insure that nothing serious was occurring. He observed her as her eyes slowly opened.

"Hello." He greeted.

"Did…. I collapse?" she asked softly.

"You did." He confirmed. "Breathe slowly. Your father and Prime will be back in a bit. You should not waste your energy at the moment."

"Okay." She replied closing her eyes.

"That means no talking, girl." He said with a slight teasing tone. Well it's not hurting her that is for sure. Her body seems fine and her health is perfect despite her fearsome eating habits. You could never tell she had cancer.

"Ratchet how is she?" Frank asked, entering the room.

"I think it's nothing serious, just a side effect of the weapon. Her health is perfect and I can confirm that the weapon is not hurting her. I can safely say that it will eventually go away so we just have to be on top of her in case she collapses. I give it a few months to go away." He said. "You should explain to her what happened. She's awake; I've just ordered her to relax for the moment."

"I see. Thanks so much Ratchet." He said shaking his hands unsure of how else to express his relief.

"Wait..." Serenity called

"Girl, relax. I have told you that you need to stay still; your father will explain to you what is going on in a while but for now, rest. You are a patient and I will lose my patience with you if you do not listen." Ratchet snapped.

A small sigh was heard but she said nothing else. Frank gave a relieved smile and said, "I will be in the mechanical bay, tell Optimus to come get me if there is anything else."

"She has to stay overnight." Ratchet said. "I am sure her mother will not be pleased."

"I'll bring her that package she ordered then." He muttered.

"She was expecting a package?" Ratchet asked.

"Ah yeah, some dress that she finally got to buy a while back. It was due to come today; I'll bring it tomorrow simply because she was expecting it." He said.

"She likes girly things?" Ratchet said in surprise. "I often hear that she is incredibly rough and quite manly."

"ahaha." Frank laughed loudly. "She's only like that when she's pissed! She's a huge girly girl and loves freaking poofy dresses and having tea parties man."

Ratchet looked to the girl and noted that she was blushing. "I see." He said with a small laugh. "Well, I am now rather curious as to what type of dress she got."

"Aren't we all? I mean she spent about four hundred dollars on it." Frank said.

"That is an awfully large amount to spend on something so silly." He said.

"Well I guess but she wanted the damn thing so I didn't say much." Frank responded with a shrug. He looked over to Serenity. She was laying still but he could tell that she was quite annoyed with their teasing. "Well I have to get some paperwork done to give to dickhead extraordinaire."

"Have fun explaining this to Galloway." Ratchet said with a grin.

"Ugh. I hate dealing with that little prick. You would think at sixty he would be more pleasant." He muttered.

Optimus was unsure of to take to Frank's confession but it had made sense and he felt somewhat like a fool for not listening in the first place. He took a deep breath and decided to go talk to Frank and maybe consider talking to the girl.

He stood up and walked to the door lost in his thoughts. Walking outside he could see that everyone was incredibly busy and saw Frank. He walked up to him and said, "Quick meeting."

The two went back to his small office.

"What is it?" Frank asked with a grin.

"I just wish to apologize for my behavior but it in no way means that I will even pretend that I can hold a civil conversation with the girl." He said crossing his arms.

"Man. You really are something, piss lord."

"Stop calling me that."

"Nah! It's too fun!"

"Frank…"

"Yes dear?"

"You are not amusing."

"I am hilarious."

Optimus rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know why I put up with you…"

"Because I'm sexy?" Frank offered with a grin,

"You're as attractive as Starscream." Optimus deadpanned.

"Excuse you, sir? I'll have you know that I am much more attractive than that hyena and in some cultures, I should have at least five wives or been kicked out for my good looks!" Frank replied offended at Optimus' statement.

"If it helps you sleep at night." He responded with a smirk.

"Go fuck yourself! Just for that, I am not telling you a really cool secret!" Frank huffed.

"I would feel quite curious if I actually cared for your childish tactics." He replied laughing.

"Fine. Anyways, Sere has to stay overnight and since you're here, I want you to check on her." Frank began. "Before you start yelling, just go check that she doesn't get up. Nothing else. Ratchet says she needs to stay put and relax."

"I see." He said. "Well hopefully she gets better, because I need to keep the twins on their toes until she's done."

"At least pretend you're happy for me." Frank sighed.

"I don't like to lie about my feelings to you..." He replied with a sarcastic voice.

"You're really shitty for someone who is supposed to be a great and mighty leader." He said sitting down. "What's wrong?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Prime stated.

"Is it about the weapon?" he asked. "I know that I gave you a hell of a shock."

"It did give me a shock…" he sighed. "But there is more to it. I want to know exactly what happened. Your explanation it was very vague and I need to know since the weapon was an artifact that belonged to the Primes of Cybertron."

"Ah okay…" He said sitting down. "The freak accident is where we should start. That night is still very fresh in my mind. I was working with Wilkins at the time. I was tired and just wanted to get home. You were off on a retrieval mission in Guatemala with Ratchet and a few others. We were in the room checking that the temperature was safe and then there was a clicking sound coming. Wilkins had been claiming that the weapon had been doing that for weeks. Then there was a white light and it was gone and Wilkins was blinded."

"Wait it had been clicking?" Optimus asked. The weapon had been active?

"Yep." He sighed. "That night I got home and the wife was crying that she didn't know what to do. Serenity had been feeling sick but then collapsed only moments before I got home. We went to our private doctor. She was a friend of my wife for years. She quickly scanned her and then let us stay over that weekend while waiting for the results. I had to go back to work though. So the girls and her stayed while I came back. That next weekend I was told my daughter wouldn't live to be five years old due to colon cancer."

Frank stopped speaking and covered his face. The memories of those few weeks were stressing and it made him feel so pathetic. Some tears escaped his eyes as he remembered his daughter smiling brightly and how the world seemed so cruel at the time.

"It was scary, Optimus. My child was dying and I had no power to stop it." He whispered. "Then that day when I came home from work I noticed something was off. Serenity was sitting on the couch as if though the weekend had never happened. I noticed she wasn't as pale and that she was hungry and then said started talking about an angel that beeped like car. I asked her what it looked like and immediately recognized that it was the weapon. Then that whole ordeal happened and I didn't know how to tell you because of how petty you were being."

Optimus was quiet and deep in thought. He did not know where to begin. "I feel terrible…" He whispered.

"You didn't know…" Frank said quietly.

"But I could have helped earlier." He replied feeling guilt swell inside him. He let his petty pride in the way of helping a man who he considered his family. "This is…"

"Let's not get too emotional, man. I've cried enough for today." Frank said as a stupid grin appeared on his face. "You're babysitting tonight, okay? And no mean comments."

Optimus gave a meek smile. "I can't promise I won't make mean comments." Then another question popped into his head. "Does she know?"

"No…" he said. "Mind telling her for me? I gotta bounce because the wifey is mucho pissed off."

"Frank…" Optimus warned.

"I'll go tell her before I go... but please be nice. Today has been a stressful day for all of us." He sighed standing up. "Now excuse me, I still have stuff to write up for shit bag."

"Have fun with that report for Galloway." Optimus said as a smile came to his face.

"Always. You know how much I love delivering bad news to him." Frank said.

Serenity was bored seeing as she could do absolutely nothing. She was tired even though she was sleeping earlier. She looked over to Ratchet and watched him work intently. Curiosity made her wonder about their planet.

"R-ratchet; right?" She asked.

"Yes, girl." He responded. "What is it?"

"Um… Could you tell me about your home world? I'm kind of bored and I really want to know what I am dealing with." She said feeling herself turn red.

"Our planet was destroyed by civil war. That is literally all you need to know." He snapped.

She was not surprised. She noticed that many Cybertronians were wary of speaking of their home planet. She went back to staring at the wall. There was nothing for her to ask after his response.

"Are you not going to press for answers?" Ratchet asked.

"No. I noticed that you all seem really weary of it. My curiosity got the better of me and I should not have asked. I'll take what I can get." She replied. "I dislike when people press on after you've been given an answer."

Ratchet was surprised. "You sound like Optimus." He said.

She snorted. "Dad says that."

"Well he doesn't lie." Ratchet muttered. "I'm going to check your vitals for a bit."

"What was the weapon my dad was talking about?" she asked.

Ratchet stopped in his tracks. "You were unconscious." He said.

"I know. My hearing sharpens whenever I faint." She replied. "Now what did my old man tell you. I know about the cancer. But what does this weapon do and why does it have you and the prissy boss on edge."

"T-that is classified information." Ratchet managed. "It doesn't concern you."

"Wrong choice of words. The weapon is what's been keeping me alive, now tell me why." She demanded.

"I-i…" Ratchet sighed. "No one but the commander actually knows what its use is. It is an artifact that was once used by the primes and said to be one of the weapons that helped defect Illias Prime…"

"I doubt he'll tell me." She sighed.

"How was it even possible that you heard?" Ratchet asked.

"When I lose consciousness, my hearing sharpens and my body will react on its own if it feels danger." She replied simply.

"How do you know?" Ratchet asked, allowing his fascination with this new information to get to him.

"Once when I was fifteen, I fainted in an alley while taking a short-cut home and a man tried to have his way with me. The moment he voiced his intention, I was wide-awake and he was begging for his life."

"So the hearing was always common?"

"Yes."

"What about the fainting."

"It occurs randomly. I can usually predict one within fifteen minutes of the symptoms occurring."

"What exactly are they?"

"A sudden speeding up of the heart, sweating, a headache that could possibly be a migraine and flashes of strange symbols. Not in that order. Most of the time it's just the adrenaline rush and the headache. I've only gotten when something happens on the base."

"You mean recently?"

"No, since it began. Whenever my dad would go out with you guys on missions, I would get the other two symptoms."

"I see."

"Hey you two!" Frank said popping in. "Why so pale Ratchet? Cat bite your ass?"

"Frank, Serenity knows." Ratchet said.

"Um… I can explain?" he offered.

"No you can't" Serenity said giving her father a glare that dared him to speak. "You don't know much about the weapon."

"How mean!" He huffed.

"What's mean? Your stomach?" Optimus asked walking in.

"Hey Priss, what exactly does this weapon do?" Serenity called.

"It's Prime." He snapped. "And you do not need to know.

"My bad and the hell I do! In case you forgot, this thing is in my body so start spilling the frijoles." She snapped.

"It had to be you…" He snarled.

"Stop being such a baby! I was three!" she cried.

"I will never forget how you humiliated me!" he was almost yelling.

She snapped. "OH MY CHICKEN NUGGETS! YOU ARE WORSE THAN A CHILD! I WAS THREE! I DID NOT PLAN ON PEEING IN YOUR CAB OR SCRATCHING YOU UP OR PUTTING PAINT ON YOU! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A FUCKING DILWEED ABOUT THIS?"

"YOU ARE A FRAGGING SPAWN OF UNICRON! DO YOU REALLY THINK ANYONE COULD FORGIVE SUCH A HUMILIATING MOMENT?!" he yelled

Frank was done. There was no other word to describe what he felt at that moment. "GO RELIEVE YOUR SEXUAL TENSION SO THE BASE CAN ENJOY SOME QUIET!" he yelled.

"DAD!"

"FRANK!"

"Both of you!" He snapped. "you are acting like children about this. Optimus, you are millions of years old, fucking act like it. Serenity, you are an adult now, not a teenager. High school is fucking over. Act like an adult. We have a dangerous situation. We don't know what the weapon is doing to her, and Optimus you are the only one who can give us clues. If we don't solve it soon, we might have Decepticons here faster than you can yell my name."

Optimus felt himself go red at his actions. Serenity looked away to hide the blush of shame that she knew was covering her face.

"You two will have to spend the night together, and learn to get along. Ratchet, have a medical cot relocated to be near Prime. I expect you two to be on better behavior tomorrow." He said, finally calming down.

The two didn't look at him as he walked away.

Hahahahahahahaha I wanted this to be comedic but nooo I can't write funny stuff when I am procrastinating on math homework. But leave a review! Next chapter will be filled with comedy and fluff and these two finally finding some common ground.

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