Hello peoples. It's been some time huh? I haven't really been writing anything lately and honestly it's been tough. This last year I've been working six out of seven days, with at least one or two doubles thrown in there. When I get home, I'm too tired to do much and when I have a day off, I have stuff to do. Lately though, I've been having lots of anxiety problems and I need something to unwind and relax me. Writing has always been a place for me to let go. So I'm gonna try to get back into the swing of things. So yeah, let's see how this goes.

Orginally I wasn't going to post this until I finished the series, but its my birthday! And I really wanted to begin publishing on my birthday. So here it is! I've gotten ten chapters done ahead of time so I'll slowly post them. For now, please enjoy the long awaited chapter six!

Missed you guys!

Disclaimer: Yep, I'm still putting these on here. Always gotta cover my ass lol. I don't own this. Do you?

Chapter Six:

It had been nearly a month since the space bridge events, and subsequently, since I moved to Jasper and met the Autobots. It has certainly been an interesting journey, to say the least. Jack, Miko, and Raf had become close friends of mine, but none of them came close to the bond I shared with Cliffjumper.

Saving Cliff will probably be the greatest thing I do with my life. While I still didn't understand how it was possible for me to bring back a being from the dead, I was grateful for the ability to do so. I struggled with the knowledge that alien energy resided within me, giving me strength and abilities that no other human being possessed. The history of the Allspark was fascinating to learn about. It was an energy that could not be destroyed, but could simply transform its primary function.

For millennials, it resided within a cube. None of the Autobots knew the cube's origins, but they never seemed to care. The Allspark was a beacon of hope, a powerful artifact that was able to give their race life. After Megatron attempted to steal it in his rise to power, it was sent into deep space, never to be seen again.

Until I happen to come across it.

My memories of that fateful day were clear. I remember the bright blue lake and the metal shard that had caught my interest. Now I knew that the lake had been liquidized energon and the shard was from the cube. We didn't know what happened to the rest of it and after a days journey to my hometown, we discovered that the lake had either dried up, or I imagined it because it was gone without a single shred of evidence to prove that it had ever been there. No one knew what to think and I wasn't sure if my memories could even be believed.

Still, I did possess the power of the Allspark. I healed quickly, my stamina and flexibility had improved remarkably, I could bring Autobots back from the dead completely healed and somehow I could communicate with other Cybertronians spread among the stars. The lattter two of which I kept to myself. Cliff obviously knew about the whole bringing them back from the dead thing, but I had yet to tell the others. I think they all suspected it was me though. No one ever asked, so I neither confirmed nor denied it.

Now communicating with Cybertronians via my dreams was something I was still trying to get a grasp on. You see, it wasn't just Autobots that I could visit, it was Cons as well. A few times I appeared at my lake and a red eyed Decepticon stood waiting for me. They, of course, did not know what to think of me. I was a small, irritating organic to them. Most of the time, they ignored me, refusing to speak in my native tongue. That was fine with me. I was not interested in talking with a Con. They were scary.

Mostly, I tried to keep busy and not worry about the huge turn of events that had changed my life for good. My days were spent juggling with school, basic combat training, and the medical training I did with Ratchet.

Optimus had made good on his word to train me if I wanted to continue to join him in the field. Only it wasn't any of the bots who did the training. Prime had made a deal with Special Agent Fowler. Everyday before my classes, I was picked up by Cliff and taken out to a nearby military training facility. I had to be there by 4:30 a.m., so I was usually out of bed and out the door by 3:45. During the drive there, I would spend the time studying either my class work or whatever Ratchet had me doing that week.

Training had been tough the first two weeks. I was pushed harder than I ever had been before in my life. Agent Fowler knew that I would be running with the big guys (really BIG guys!) and so he upped my training to the max. It was grueling work that a lesser person would've given up on a long time ago. But I was determined. And with the Allspark energy pulsing through my body, it wasn't hard to push myself further than I ever had. By the third week, I was training like a pro. I had even overheard Fowler telling Prime that he had never seen anyone train as hard and as quickly as I had, not even in the special forces.

I may have gotten a bit of an ego boost from that.

Training usually lasted about three and a half hours. Once it was over, we would drive back to Jasper so that I could make it to my first class at nine. My classes lasted from nine until two thirty in the afternoon. Cliff would pick me up at the front of the college and drive us to the base. During the drive, I would eat lunch. I skipped breakfast more than I should, so I was usually starving by that time.

When we arrived to the base, around two fifteen to two thirty depending on traffic, I would jump right into my training with Ratchet. Mostly it was a lot of reading, but it was all very fascinating. I loved learning about the Cybertronians biology and history.

Usually during this time, Ratchet would also scan me and ask a bunch of questions to log about my condition. He was very interested in understanding the scientific viewpoint of my Allspark predicament. I was also curious and allowed him to basically use me as a guinea pig. After all, how often do you come across a human with the power of the Allspark? Not very, I would imagine.

My condition was relatively stable though. Ratchet didn't see any sort of change that he was worried about. That was certainly a relief. At least I wasn't being slowly poisoned. Of course, if it really had been in me for years, then it was unlikely it would kill me now after so long.

I usually worked with Ratchet well into the afternoon. Sometimes I would stop and chat with the others when they arrived, but a lot of the times I was too engrossed with learning. Cliff would usually remind me around five that I would need to leave soon to return home for dinner and to my school work before bed. I usually got most of my school work done at school, having an hour break and a half break at 11 before my final class on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays, and an hour break at noon on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Still, my parents expected me home by six so I'd typically leave the base by five thirty.

Dinner would be waiting for me when I got home. I would eat then head up to my room to finish whatever homework I had left and maybe a shower if I had time. Usually I would be in bed by eight thirty. I always managed to take a shower at the base before heading to school so I usually got one once or twice a day, in case you were worried about my personal hygiene.

All in all, I was usually pretty busy. That was why Ratchet demanded I take Sundays off every week. I could come to the base if I wanted, but I couldn't train or study, just relax. With my newly found endurance, I knew I would be okay without the day off. However, I appreciated it nonetheless. After all, I really didn't want to find out if it was possible to burn myself out. Who knows what those consequences were.

My life may be crazy now, but honestly I wouldn't change it for the world. This week had been particularly busy so I was honestly kind of relieved when Sunday arrived. Cliff had arrived to my honked outside my house around ten thirty. I raced out the door, waving goodbye to my parents as I went. I knew they were worried that I was stretching myself too thin lately, but I tried to tell them I was fine. When they asked where I was all the time when I wasn't at school, I simply told them I was interning. When they asked what for, I told them it was kind of classified. Which had, admittedly, freaked them out. Agent Fowler came by and talked to them one day and every since then, they hadn't asked. I didn't know what he had said, but it worked.

Cliff was parked right in front of the house, his holoform grinning at me. He stood about my height in this form, which I loved to pick on him for it. After all, I was pretty short. Ratchet's own form was several inches taller than him. I hadn't seen the other bots. Cliff was pretty cute as a human though. While Ratchet was fit, Cliff had a more athletic build.

"Morning Cliff." I grinned at my guardian. He opened his door for me and I giggled. It was funny knowing that this was only a holoform that was opening Cliffs actual form. Cliff winked at me before shutting the door after I'd climbed inside. The seat belt snaked over me and clipped itself as it always did. His holo then went around and got into the driver's seat. "So anything interesting happen in the past couple hours?"

"Nope, just the same old, same old." Cliff responded through the radio. After we drove away from my house, the windows tinted dark so that no one could see inside, and the holo fizzled out.

"Aw, goodbye human Cliffy." I giggled, much to his amusement.

"You seem to be in a good mood this morning." My friend remarked and I couldn't help but agree with him. I honestly felt like today was going to be a great day.

"Well, today is Sunday so its my free day. The sun is shining, the bees are buzzing and all that jazz." I joked, causing Cliff to snort in amusement. The rest of the ride was pretty silent. I stared out the window at the endless amount of sand and clumps of rock. Soon enough though, we arrived at the canyon that hid the Autobot base from the rest of the world.

I hopped out of Cliff when we parked inside and he quickly broke apart and stood up. He waved to the others before heading down the hall, no doubt in search of energon. My human friends were working on what looked to be science projects with their Autobot counterparts. I chuckled in amusement. Lucky for me, I didn't take any science class and my homework for the weekend was finished.

Instead, I walked over to Optimus, who was staring at the computer screen. His optics seemed dimmer. I knew this meant he was worrying about something that was troubling him. Ratchet must've noticed the same thing because he had walked over as well. I climbed up the stairs that would take me to the appear level so that I could be close in height to them.

"Optimus, why so glum? This planet, all planets, are free from Megatron's tyranny." Ratchet spoke.

Prime glanced over at his old friend then at me before staring ahead once more. "I do not disagree Ratchet. It's just… a small part of me hoped to changge Megatron's' mind, not extinguish his spark." Optimus admitted, sounding defeated.

I was curious then. I knew very little details about the war before the bots came to our planet, they didn't like to talk about it. However, I always felt like there was something more that had happened between Megatron and Optimus. Their rivalry seemed to go beyond just being mortal enemies. Optimus felt real betrayal and I saw it in his optics anytime the Decepticon leader was brought up.

However, it was not my place to ask about it. Optimus had known me a month. While I knew he trusted me, there was some things better left unsaid unless it was truly important for me to know. It pained Optimus to talk about his past, so I didn't ask. Perhaps one day he would tell me, but that was his decision to make. I was still mostly a stranger to him.

"Optimus, his vileness was not slain by your hand, but by his own twisted arrogance." Ratchet reminded him, his voice only slightly stern. He then added softly, "I'm sorry. I know you two had quite the history."

My curiosity got the better of me. "Were you and Megatron friends once?"

"Yes. Megatron and I once fought side by side in the beginning. However, ideals can be corrupted and Megatron soon lost his way. The bot I knew perished the moment he became leader of the Decepticons." Optimus did the Cybertronian equivalent of a sigh, which basically sounded like air being vented. "Still, the Decepticons are not without leadership. Starscream may not be Megatron, but he is far from predictable."

An explosion suddenly went off, filling the air with smoke. I jumped, letting out a small squeak of fear. Ratchet yelped, snatching me from the platform and ran away from the noise. "Decepticons! We're under attack!"

"Ratchet, the Cons don't even know our location." I reminded him and pointing to the Raf's science project. "It's just Raf's volcano project, see." Ratchet looked over at the melting display and sneered in disgust. Then he noticed that Raf wasn't the only one making a mess, Jack and Miko were as well. Miko, with the help of Bulkhead, was building a replica of the solar system, though some of her paint seemed to be making it on the floor rather than her project. Jack was building a motorcycle, Arcee assisting the best she could.

"What in the Allspark is going on here?" Ratchet demanded and I bit back a chuckle because technically, I was the Allspark. He heard and shot me a glare before setting me down gently on the floor.

"Our projects are due in tomorrow." Jack explained. Arcee picked up an exhaust pipe and asked if it was need. "You're a motorcycle, Arcee. Shouldn't you know how to build a motorcycle engine?" He asked playfully. Arcee put a hand on her hip and asked him if, since he was human, could he build her a small intestine.

I laughed at that. Ratchet sent me anothernother withering look before turning his glare to the others. "Well you can't work in here. You're making a mess!" He objected.

"But the science fair is part of our grade."Raf retaliated, which Miko quickly agreed with. "Yeah! If Bulkhead doesn't help me finish the model of the solar system…" She trailed off when Ratchet interrupted her. "Oh! And what does Bulkhead know of your solar system? Or Bumblebee of your volcanoes?"

"Or Arcee of our motorcycles?" Jack added in.

"Precisely! We're not Earthlings! And they're not scientists."

I looked up over at Optimus when he decided to join in on the conversation. "But the Autobots are their guardians, Ratchet. Would it hurt to learn more about this planet by helping our young friends with their schoolwork?"

It was at this moment that Cliff finally decided to rejoin us. "What's this about schoolwork?" My guardian asked with slight amusement.

"The kiddos over there have science projects due tomorrow and their guardians are helping them. Why don't you ever help me with my homework?" I teased him. He grinned sheepishly at me. "You never ask?"

"Irregardless, the humans could learn more about Cybertron." Ratchet huffed irritably. He then turned his attention to me. "Jessica, to the medbay. It's time for your daily check up."

I nodded and climbed into Cliffs hand. He followed Ratchet through the halls and into the familiar medical bay room. I'd been in here so much the past month that you'd think it was my own. Cliff deposited me of the middle berth and I felt the tingly sensation that meant Ratchet had scanned me. "Hmm, all your vitals seem normal… at least, normal by your new standards." Ratchet informed me and I nodded.

He then began questioning me, logging my answers as usual. The answer were pretty standard. How was I feeling, any weird aches or pains, did I notice anything different about my skin? Did I have any nightmares, or hallucinations, or feelings of intense fear or anger. Sometimes he got more personal, asking about human habits like whether I had problems using the bathroom or if I had gotten my period yet. That one always made me blush and stutter. He didn't understand my embarrassment about natural human functions. When I tried to explain it to him, he just seemed to get more confused. I eventually gave up and just answered the questions as he asked them, after all, he was a doctor.

My answers were always the same though. I felt pretty normal except for, you know, the none normal Allspark stuff. I felt healthy, stronger than I've ever felt before in my entire life. And I always told him as such. "How much longer are we going to do these daily examinations? My answers are always the same and my vitals are steady. There's no reason to do them so frequently." I asked, trying hard to not sound like I was whining.

Ratchet frowned. "I just want to make sure you're okay. I've never encountered anything like this. We don't know how your body will continue to react to the alien energy in your body. What if it begins rejecting it? Or what if, instead of healing you and increasing your endurance and strength, it begins to poison and suck away your strength? You are an abnormality, Jessica. And we all care too much about you to allow you any harm."

"Ratchet, I've had this stuff in my body since I was like eight. In all this time, it has not affected me negatively in any way. In fact, it only recently began to give me these newfound powers. I don't know what they mean or why I have them, but I don't think its purpose is to kill me. The Allspark gives your people life. It is a beacon of light in the dark. I'm not saying you should stop checking up on me. But maybe we could do the check ups once a week instead of everyday?" I suggested hopefully. Ratchet still didn't seem convinced so I sighed. "Look, you can still scan me anytime you want if that would make you feel better. And I promise to come to you if I ever feel like something's changed. But I honestly think I'll be alright."

"She's right, Doc. It's time you let her off the leash a little. The kid's smart, she'll tell you if something is wrong." Cliffjumper added in. Ratchet and I both sent me scathing glares for his use of nicknames. Both of us hated them. Cliff put his arms up in surrender.

Ratchet huffed after a minute of silence. "Alright fine, we'll do them once a week." He finally relented. I cheered in excitement, shooting my guardian a thankful smile. "However, I will scan you if I think something might be off. And you better come to me if anything changes, understand?"

"Yes sir!" I saluted seriously before my face broke out into a large grin once again. However, my victory was short lived when an alarm suddenly sounded throughout the base. Cliff scooped me up and the three of us walked back up to the front where everyone was gathered around the computers. "What's going on?" I asked curiously, though I felt a slight sense of dread. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

"Exposed energon! And it's on the move!" Ratchet announced in horror. "And since we're not moving it, guess who it must be." Bulkhead added on, a steely look in his optics. The cons were back.

"Without Megatron?" Miko inquired, her face pinched in disbelief.

"Unfortunately, Megatron's legacy will live on as others risk to take his place." Optimus explained to her before he turned to his soldiers. "Autobots remain here. You have projects to complete. Ratchet, I may require aid."

Ratchet looked over at the kids projects, hesitating. "The projects are a big part of their grade. Perhaps I'm better suited to remain behind and advise." Ratchet offered. I hummed thoughtfully. This would certainly be interesting.

"Very well. Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, let us see about this energon deposit." Optimus ordered and Ratchet activated the groundbridge. I wished my guardian luck and told him to be careful before they walked through, disappearing from sight. I wanted to go with so badly, but I knew I still had training to go through. Soon I would start training with the bots, learning how to defend myself against beings that literally towered over me. Until then, it was best that I didn't risk my life unnecessarily.

I looked over at Ratchet, who already had this look on his face that told me this was going to be interesting. "Good luck guys, I think I'm going to take a quick power nap." I waved at my friends before heading down the halls to my base room. I stayed over from time to time when I felt too tired to go home. There was a section of the base that was basically turned into the quarters for the children and I. We each had our own room and a small living room space that included another TV and video game station. As you can tell, we were pretty set here. We even had beds instead of cots like most military bases. I kicked off my shoes and sank into the mattress, covering myself with my blanket. It didn't take long for me to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

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I awoke sometime later feeling refreshed. Hopping out of bed, I slipped my shoes back on and walked out of the room. The bathroom was located nearby and that was the first place I went to. Once I was done with that, I walked back to the front of the base where the others were located. When I arrived, I was met with an interesting sight.

Ratchet had commandeered all three of their projects and had turned them into his own little inventions. I walked over to Bulkhead and gave him a questioning look. "Ratchet's gone science mad." He answered and I repressed a shudder. That could not be good.

"Let's see, where is it…" He mumbled to himself as he paced the room. When he found what he was looking for, he walked back over to Raf's 'project' and began tinkering away at it again. Raf asked him what it was, looking just as confused as I was. "You-you'll find out." He answered abruptly and snappishly.

"But Ratchet, shouldn't I be doing the work?" Raf asked, leaning in slightly. Ratchet held up a hand to stop him from coming any close. "Yip-ip-ip! Don't touch, just watch! And learn."

"So… we're just going to go help Jack and Miko finish theirs-" Bulkhead started to say as he back away from the crazed medic. However, Ratchet sent him a steely glare, causing him to stop in his tracks. "Without my supervision! You want them to be right, don't you?" Nobody answered, choosing to exchange looks instead. "Then watch a master at work."

I stepped forward and put a warning hand on Ratchet's leg. He looked down at him, optics shrinking in irritation. "Ratchet you can't just do their projects. This is their grade and they have to be the one to do it. How are they suppose to learn if they don't do their own work? They begin to think that they don't ever have to do their work again before Ratchet will do it for them." I tried to explain to him.

"This is different. This is science." Was his only reply before he got back to work. I groaned, but gave up. At least I could say I tried. "Control freak." I heard Miko mutter and I huffed out a laugh. She wasn't wrong. Ratchet finished up Raf's, then moved on to Miko's and Jacks. By the time he was finished, Optimus, Bee and Cliff had come back.

When it was time to go, I watched as my friends loaded up their projects. They each had forlorn looks on their faces and I knew tomorrow would be an interesting day for them. I really hoped it didn't go as badly as I feared it would. But I guess we would see.

"Ready to go?" Cliff asked not to long after the others had gone. He had just gotten done debriefing with Ratchet and Optimus about what had happened out in the field. "Yep, let's go." I replied and he transformed into his vehicle mode. I hope inside and away we went.

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Once more I found myself in my dream world, sitting at the edge of the lake that had changed my life. This time, there was a Cybertronian sitting beside me that I did not recognize. Something about them oozed ancient power and that made me curious. I looked up into their optics and gasped when I saw the deep red.

The bot chuckled. "Do not be afraid, little one. I will not hurt you."

I gasped at the familiar voice. It belonged to the one that had been inside my head since the moment I met the Autobots. This was the voice that had urged me to save Cliffjumper and warned me against falling in love. "Who are you?" I asked.

"I am known by many names. However, you may know me by one. I am Primus."

My eyes widened, almost comically so, and I couldn't help but stare in awe. If this truly was Primus, and I felt it was because of the warmth I felt in his presence. This was no ordinary Cybertronian. But why would the God of Cybertronians give me audience? What had I done to earn such an honor?

"My child, you have done much for my people in such a short time. And you will do so much more for them in the future. You are the key to my creations survival." His voice was soothing, but his words startled me. What could he possibly mean by that. "Do not worry, you will understand in time. You have done well so far. Heed my warning and everything will be as it should. And be careful. While I love my creations all equally, I am disappointed with the actions of the ones you know as Decepticons. They have traveled down a dark path. One that I fear will lead them towards Unicron himself."

"You guys have unicorns?" My eyes furrowed in confusion.

Primus laughed, and the sound was pleasant and sincere. "No child, Unicron. You will know of him in time. You must wake up now. I will talk to you again soon. Good luck and remember what I have told you."

He faded away and my vision grew dark, which meant I would soon be waking. Still, my mind was reeling from the conversation I just had with an actual God. Just what had my life become in such a short time.

My eyes opened and I sat up abruptly. So much had happened this past month and it just seemed to get weirder and weirder. I didn't know if I should tell Ratchet about my dreams or not. Primus (Holy shit again) had not given me a sign as to whether it was a good idea or not. And just who exactly was Unicron? Why did Primus want me to avoid love? Who exactly could I possibly love? I hang around giant robotic organisms that had come from a different planet! So many questions rushed through my mind.

There was one thing I knew for certain though. Things were going to just keep getting stranger over time and I don't think I wanted it any other way.

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Back at the base, later on that afternoon, I waited with Ratchet for the kids to come in. He was excited to know what their grades were for the projects he had done for them. I told him not to get his hopes up, but he didn't want to listen to me. He didn't seem to understand that this was Earth, not Cybertron.

I heard the sound of Bulkhead honking, announcing the arrival of my human friends. Jack rode in on Arcee and got off when she came to a stop. Raf and Miko were both riding in Bulkhead and had climbed out upon arrival. The two bots transformed once it was safe. Ratchet had me in his hand while my guardian stood to the left side of him, closer to me. "Well, how were my...err… our projects received?" Ratchet asked, unable to withstand the anticipation a moment longer.

"Well…" Raf trailed off and they each explain the disaster that had been their science projects. Jacks had just gone wild when he tried to turn it on. It ended up taking out a door and frightening people in the hallway. Mikos had fallen apart, the strings were strong enough to hold onto the metal Ratchet had used to recreate Cybertron. Raf's was the worst though. His had completely blown a hole through the ceiling with a super powerful laser.

"Well, on our planet you would have been awarded the highest honor." Ratchet scoffed. "Absolutely no gratitude whatsoever."

I chuckled at his frustration. "As I said earlier, Ratch, we're not on your planet. This is Earth. And we are completely different from Cybertron." I tried once more to get through to him. Ratchet didn't listen, instead choosing to continue grumbling to himself.

Bumblebee spoke and while I didn't understand him, I had a basic idea of what he just sad. "Indeed Bumblebee. Our human friends would have been wise to stray from Ratchet's path." Optimus said, his optics twinkling in amusement.

"Now he tells us."Miko grumbled, causing the rest of us to start laughing.

Alright and that's done. So not so much romance in this one. I think Ratchet was a little distracted trying to show off the entire time. We got a little bit of a look into what Jessica's life has become since joining the Autobots. Clearly she needed some training and what better way to do that than basic training lol. I'm not really sure if there's a military base around Jasper (or if Jasper is a real place?), but for the sake of my story, there is. So yeah, get over it. It's fanfiction lol.

Until next time, my friends. Au revoir!