Helloooooo party peeeople! It's time for yet another chapter! After Jessica's return, I'm sure you guys are dying to read her and Ratchet's serious conversation. I hope this chapter somewhat satisfies you. Maybe. If not, oh welllll. There's still twelve chapters to go before this is over.

So strap in, my friends! Time for another wild ride.

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Chapter Fourteen:

There was pretty much an unspoken agreement to discuss my capture and where we go from there at a later time. And that was perfectly fine with me. All I really wanted was a shower and some food, because believe it or not, Cons were horrible hosts. I hadn't eaten in three days and I was starving.

Ratchet, however, was determined to do a thorough medical examination. And because of my newfound strong connection to the Allspark, he wanted to run all kinds of tests. "It's amazing, you're blood is now eighty-five percent energon. It shouldn't even be possible! If any other human had this much energon flowing through their veins, they'd be dead." Ratchet rambled in bewilderment.

"I'm not a normal human, Ratchet. I'm the Allspark. I was chosen by Primus himself to harness incredible powers. I'm not sure why I have energon in my blood, or what it means for my future, but I do know that this is the path I'm meant to be on." I sighed, having already said this several times in different ways.

Ratchet shook his head. "I get that, it's just not scientifically possible. You are a unique case, Jessica. I just want to study you."

I groaned. "Can you study me tomorrow? I'm literally covered in my own blood, vomit, and Sideswipe spilled energon. I just want a shower." My stomach rumbled loudly, reminding me of the other pressing matter I needed to address. "And food. Food is a priority."

The Autobot medic still looked hesitant. But finally he nodded. "Alright, but tomorrow I will take all the tests I deem necessary and you will not complain."

"Yes, sir!" I saluted before quickly scampering off to the showers. When I entered the bathroom, I saw a pair of leggings and band t-shirt on the sink. I smiled, knowing that Miko was the one who provided me with clothes. Upon further inspection, I also found some undergarments as well. I really loved Miko in that moment.

I quickly stripped out of my sticky, gross clothes and tossed them in the garbage. I never wanted to see them again. Then I turned on the shower and, once it heated up, I climbed underneath the spray. The hot water felt like heaven against my skin. I washed off all the dirt and grim I had collected over the past several days. Then I washed my hair with shampoo and conditioner. It felt ten times lighter without all the grease. Finally I shaved what needed to be shaved.

When I stepped out of the shower, I felt like a new person. Using the provided towel, I dried myself off. I ran the towel through my dripping hair to get it as non sopping wet as possible. Then I got dressed and brushed my hair and teeth.

After I was finished, I smiled at my reflection. I looked like myself once more.

I left the bathroom and went back into the main room. There was music going and it looked like there was a party in full swing. Everyone was laughing and talking, seeming relaxed and happy. I imagined it was the first time in several days that they could be like this. I felt bad that I had no doubt worried the hell out of each of them.

Miko was the first to notice me and she skipped over. "Jessica, you look so much better! Come on, we're celebrating! The boss bot is doing better, Sunstreaker is finally reunited with his brother, and you're home safe and sound. So of course we needed to have a party!"

"Of course." I laughed and allowed her to pull me by the arm over to the others. "I really hope this party includes food though. Because literally, I'm dying of hunger."

First Aid frowned. "You are not dying. In fact, despite your predicament the past few days, you are healthier than every human in existence." I laughed and shook my head before informing him that it was just an expression. He was still confused so I had to explain it to him. "You humans are very confusing."

"Truth." I grinned. "But food."

Miko lead me to a table where there was an assortment of soups and broths. "We wanted to do a taco bar, but Ratchet insisted we go with something easier on your stomach. So soup it is. Don't worry, I've taste tested all of it, it's pretty good." Miko winked.

"Thanks." I giggled before grabbing a bowl and filling it with some chicken noodle soup. Someone had set up a table for the humans to sit at to it. Miko, Raf, Jack, and Agent Fowler all grabbed bowls of their favorite soup and joined me. Dinner was a happy affair, making me realize just how badly I missed them. Three days might not seem long, but it had felt like an eternity.

After our stomachs were full, everyone hit the dance floor. The Autobots mostly laughed at the humans as we did funky dance moves together. We even managed to get Fowler out on the dance floor to do the Cha Cha Slide and Macarena. I really hoped someone recorded that because it was something I would enjoy seeing over and over again.

It was around 10:30 p.m. that the kids had to leave. They'd warn their parents that they'd be out late, but didn't want to push it. After all, you couldn't help Team Prime if you were grounded. Thinking about the kids parental issues reminded me of my own. I knew that I was now a target by the Decepticons so I couldn't go home. The Decepticons no doubt knew of my identity and I worried that they'd go after my parents to get to me.

So before Agent Fowler left, I pulled him to the side to talk.

"I need you to send my parents away, into the witness protection program. The Cons will no doubt be after me and I don't want to risk my parents life because of my connection to the Autobots and the Allspark." I didn't ask, but demanded.

Agent Fowler understood though. "I figured we might have to do this. I will go and collect them myself. You obviously cannot leave the base nor can I bring them here. So if we do this, I'm not sure when, or if, you'd ever see them again." He warned me. I took a shaky breath and nodded. "Alright." He laid a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry it has to come to this."

I tried not to show any emotion, but I couldn't stop the tears from gathering in the corners of my eyes. "It's for the best, Agent Fowler. I chose my path the moment I chased after Jack Darby and became associated with the Autobots. I don't regret a moment of it. Losing my parents will be hard, but it is worth it to know they will be safe."

Fowler nodded and squeezed my shoulder once before letting go. "Please, call me Will. I think you've more than earned the right." Agent Fow-, Will smiled gently before opening his arms, offering me a comforting hug. I accepted it with a choked sob. He held me tightly for several minutes as I cried into his arms. I knew that sending my parents away was the right thing to do. They wouldn't know why, but it was best this way. Still, it sucked knowing that I wouldn't even get to say goodbye.

I pulled away and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Thank you, Will. Take care of my parents, please. And let them know that I love them and that I hope that someday I could find them again and explain why this had to happen."

"Of course."

He left after that, taking the elevator up to where his helicopter waited. Cliffjumper joined me the moment he was gone. "You okay?" He asked and I knew he had overheard the entire conversation.

"No, but I will be. It was the right thing to do." I smiled sadly at my guardian. "I think I'm ready to go to bed though. It's been a really long and emotional past couple of days. I just really want to sleep for like a week. You think I could get away with that?" My guardian just chuckled and I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know you guys would never let me. Will you carry me to my room. I'm too lazy to walk." I pouted.

Cliffjumper rolled his optics, but I could see the amused smirk that he tried to hide. "Is this how it's going to be from now on, me giving you free rides around the base?" He asked, offering his hand anyways. I nodded my head with a grin. "Basically, yeah."

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I was once again in one of my dream vision things. Only this time, instead of the lake, I was standing in front of my house in Jasper. The sky was dark but I could still see pretty well. I looked up at my house and wondered why Primus would bring me here.

"You needed to see this. I am sorry." His voice was like a whisper. I frowned, wondering what he could possibly mean by that.

A moment later, I got my answer in the form of Agent Fowler. He pulled up in front of my house and got out of the black SUV. Two other agents got out as well. Fowler made his way towards my house while they stayed by the car. "Sir?" I asked as he passed me but he either couldn't hear me or ignored me for some reason.

Fowler knocked on the door and after a minute of waiting, my dad answered it. I could see my mom behind him. "Agent Fowler, what a surprise? Is our daughter with you? We expected her back by now." My dad asked but Fowler just shook his head.

"I'm afraid the two of you need to come with me." Was his only reply. My parents exchanged looks before my dad asked why. "I can't tell you here. All I can tell you is that you're in danger if you stay here. So we need to take you into custody. If you'll follow me, I swear I'll answer any questions you have."

My mom pushed passed my dad and crossed her arms. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where my daughter is."

"Ma'am, this is a matter of national sec-"

"I don't care!" My mother interrupted fiercely. "Jessica isn't military, you said she was a civilian worker who wasn't doing anything dangerous. You said she didn't have clearance. So what have you done with my child?"

Fowler sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "As I said, I'll explain everything. Jessica isn't completely military but she is highly trained and specialized. She is a very important asset, one that our enemies have taken notice of. Right now, she is in hiding and we must hide you as well. Her cover has been blown and we're afraid that they might come after you to get to her."

My dad shook his head. "Jessica has worked with you for only a few months. I know she didn't do any sort of training before we came to Jasper so how can she be highly trained? And just what is she supposedly specialized in?"

It took me a minute to understand what was going on. Primus was giving me closure. He knew it was possible that I wouldn't see my parents again. He was letting me say goodbye. Man, I didn't realize how difficult my parents would be though. They knew I worked with the military but they didn't know why or what I did. They couldn't know. I wondered what exactly Fowler planned on telling them.

"Again, I can't explain this here, it's too public. Please, come with me. Jessica sent me herself to get you guys." Fowler replied, exasperated.

"Why didn't she come herself?" Mom asked and I could see her eyes were glassy with tears. Oh momma. However, they both stepped out of the house and my dad closed the doors behind them. Good, they were going with him. Despite being a ghost, I reached forward to touch my mom's shoulder as she and my dad passed me. She shivered and looked directly at me, but I knew she couldn't actually see me.

The agent closest to the car opened the door for my parents. "She is currently being debriefed and prepped for relocation." Fowler replied before closing the door, with my parents know safely inside the vehicle.

Fowler sighed in relief, rolling his eyes a bit as he turned from the window. His phone started ringing in his pocket. "Get the car going, I'll be there in a minute." Fowler ordered the men. They nodded and one hopped in the back with my parents and the other in the driver's seat. The car started up as Fowler took the phone from his pocket and answered it, walking several feet away from the vehicle.

Then I heard the most peculiar noise. I looked up as something whizzed passed me. I realized what it was a second too late.

A missile hit the SUV, and it exploded into a fiery blaze. Fowler was thrown forward and hit the porch of our house. He was knocked out instantly. My attention was on the burning vehicle that had contained my parents. "NO!"

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"NO!"

I shot up out of my bed, my heart beating rapidly within my chest. My nightmare replayed in my mind over and over again. My nightmare that wasn't a nightmare, but a vision from Primus. Could it be true?

I threw the covers off me and raced out of my room without putting slippers on. I ran straight to the main room where I knew everyone would be located if something had truly happened. When I got in there, I saw Ratchet tending to Optimus. The others were around but no one seemed to be in a panic. Okay, maybe it had been a bad dream.

"Is everything alright?" I was trying to catch my breath when Ratchet asked me that question. I looked around again and noticed that everyone was looking at me worriedly. "Y-yeah, just… just a really bad dream." I replied and he nodded in understanding.

Miko skipped over to me. "Good, you're up! Bumblebee and Bulkhead were just about to start playing the Cybertronian version of basketball. You can sit with us." Miko grinned and dragged me over to Jack and Raf. I waved at them and the game began. Bulkhead made a goal, which caused Miko to cheer.

"Come on, best two out of three?" Bulk grinned at Bee and threw the ball at him. Bee caught in and dodged around the larger mech, heading for the goal. "Bee, you're in the clear! Dunk it Bee!" Raf cheered for his guardian.

Bee paused right in front of it. He all waited a minute, but he didn't move. "Bee, quite hogging the ball!" Bulk laughed, completely unprepared for what happened next. Bee spun around and threw the ball at Bulkhead, who barely managed to dodge it. It crashed loudly into the wall. Miko blew her whistle like a referee and shouted that it was a foul. "Bee, hoops over there." Bulkhead reminded him, rubbing the back of his head.

Bee beeped at him and I looked over at Raf curiously. I wish I could understand him. I was the Allspark, for pete's sake! I should be able to understand Cybertronian by now. Raf looked worried. "Bee, you okay?" He asked and Bee beeped again while holding up two of his digits. "Yeah… three out of five." Raf nodded.

After they finished the game, everyone split up. I didn't see Cliff anywhere so I walked over to Ratchet and First Aid. "Mind if I hang out over here for a bit?" I asked, slightly nervous. Ratchet and I still hadn't had our talk so I wasn't sure where I stood with him.

However, he smiled kindly. "Of course." He offered me a hand and I climbed in. Then he lifted me up to his shoulder to sit. They were talking about stuff that went way passed my knowledge, so I pulled my phone out of my pocket. Though nothing had been said, I still couldn't get that dream out of my head. Something told me it was a vision and that scared me. Could my parents really be gone.

My fingers shook as I pulled up the Jasper news. Then my heart stopped when I saw the trending article. "R-Ratchet." My voice shook. They both looked at me, frowning with worry. "Put on the news. Now!"

His optics grew and shrank with worry but he quickly did as I said. A video popped up and I recognized my house and the charred remains of an SUV in front. "It happened around 12:45 last night. A government SUV exploded, seemingly out of nowhere, in this quiet Nevada town. According to my sources, there were four victims, who have yet to be identified, in the car when it exploded. One bystander, a man name Special Agent William Fowler, was injured in the blast but is expected to make a full recovery. We'll keep you updated as more of this story unfolds-" I tuned out then.

"T-that's my house." I whispered. I looked down at my phone, feeling too shocked to even cry. "Fowler went there to pick my parents up because I asked him too. I knew the Cons would be after me… but I can't believe it…"

I didn't speak again after that.

Vaguely I could recall Ratchet informing Optimus and the team about what had happened. Ratchet handed me over to Cliffjumper when he walked in, but I still didn't react. I wasn't sure if I even knew how to feel in that moment. All I could think about was my parents and how they were gone now. I would never see them again.

Cliff tried to talk to me, but I didn't respond. I couldn't. Because I had nothing to say. Was there even anything that I could say?

I always knew that being the Allspark was dangerous. Hell, being involved with the Autobots was dangerous no matter what. But I held a power within me that would always make me and anyone close to me a target. My parents lost their lives because of me.

I couldn't change who I was. Being the Allspark had always been my destiny. Even if I hadn't chased after Jack that fateful day, somehow I would've ended up here. Primus chose me before I even existed. But if I had known the cost, would I have elected to walk away from it all? Perhaps if I hadn't chased Jack, maybe I would've been ignorant to this war. Maybe the powers within me would have continued to remain dormant in me. I could've lived a normal life with my parents.

But then, I would've missed out on so much.

The Autobots were my family now too. I loved them. And despite losing my parents, I would never chose to give them up. Love had always been a weakness for me, but it's what made me human. That's why Primus chose a human to carry the Allspark power. The love I felt would always keep me on the straight path.

But know I understood what Primus meant when he warned me against falling in love. Anyone associated with me would forever be a target against me. The Autobots were strong enough to deal with those implication, but was I truly prepared for them to lay down their lives for me? No I wasn't.

And Ratchet. I loved him with everything in me. But being with me was like signing your own death warrant. They would use him against me. And I would break, everytime. Because he mattered to me more than anything else in this world.

Cliffjumper left me in my room, telling me to get some sleep. I wasn't sure how long it had been since my parents confirmed death, but I just didn't care anymore. I was lost. I've never felt this hopeless before in my entire life. For the first time since I gained these powers, I realized just how dangerous I was to be around.

And I didn't know if I could put anyone else in harm's way.

My bedroom door opened. I was sitting on my bed, staring straight ahead. The door shut and I heard footsteps walking up to my bed. They sat beside me. I didn't have to look, I could feet that it was Ratchet's holoform beside me.

"I wasn't even ten years old when they sent me away." My voice sounded low and raspy. Ratchet wrapped an arm around my shoulder and I snuggled into his side. I shouldn't have, because it would only hurt us more. But in that moment, I wanted to be selfish, for five minutes I needed to be. "It was the weekend before my birthday and my grandparents had come into town. They wanted to celebrate the big ten, you know, finally reaching the double digits. I was so excited.

"My mom had warned them about my fits. You remember when I told you the story about the lake and the fits I had because of it? They had only gotten worse a year later. My grandparents played it off, not thinking that it was that serious. Mom and dad left me in their care while they went to get my birthday present. It was going to be a puppy, something I had wanted for years. Ten minutes after they left, and I had one of my fits.

"Grandma freaked out. She thought I was having some kind of seizure. They called nine one one before even informing my parents. When I came to, it was in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. I was so scared." My breath shuddered. I reached up to wipe away a stray tear. "Mom and dad had been thinking about sending me away for awhile, I guess, but they were so reluctant. Outside of my fits, I was a perfectly normal, happy, healthy little girl. But grandma and grandpa demanded something be done.

"Three days later, I was released from the hospital. I was taken straight to the mental institution. My parents hadn't even shown up, they had my grandparents take me. Mom later informed me that it was too hard for them to deal with, but what about me? I was dropped off on my tenth birthday, alone, afraid… abandoned.

"My parents didn't visit me for three months. I got the occasional letter, but no phone calls or visits. I truly thought they no longer wanted me. The institution was a horrible place too. Everyone, including the nurses, looked at me as if I were some kind of freak. My first fit happened in the middle of the cafeteria, two days after I had arrived. After that, no one would go near me. The doctors talked to me a bit, but I knew they thought I was crazy. I was mostly kept sedated in a small room resembling a prison cell. That was how I spent my childhood."

I looked up at Ratchet. He looked absolutely horrified by my story and I didn't blame him. I knew how awful my past was. "I had teach to myself how to control my fits, no one else was after all. It took some time, seven years in fact. But soon, I could recognize the warning signs. I learned how to push them down, and I pushed them down so deep that I haven't had a fit since I was about sixteen years old. It took some time to convince the doctors that I was good now, but they observed me and realized that I was okay. So I was released just before my seventeenth birthday.

"My parents were so happy to have me home again, but I couldn't help but resent them. It took me some time to get to the point where I could show them any affection, but I never trusted them again. After going through that hell for seven years, I learned that I couldn't trust anyone but myself. If I couldn't trust the two people who supposedly cared about and loved me the most, how could I ever trust anyone ever again?"

I leaned away from Ratchet, causing him to release me. Then I tucked one leg under my body and turned to face him. "That's why I never fully trusted you, Ratchet. I didn't know how too. All of you were strangers to me, but then I started to care about you guys and it was obvious that it was returned. When I realized I loved you, and you me, I got so scared. Because last time I loved someone, it was my parents, and you saw how that turned out. I hid things from you and pushed you away because I couldn't bare to feel that pain again." I reached up and cuffed his holoforms cheek. He laid a hand on my own. "When I thought I lost you, it was worse than any pain I'd ever endured. My parents abandoning me had nothing on losing you, Ratchet. And when I was kidnapped, and dying, I realized exactly what I had done wrong. And I knew I had to fix it."

I withdrew my hand and looked away. "But, Ratchet, I can't do this."

"Jessica-" He started to say, speaking for the first time, but I held up a hand to stop him.

"Ratchet I will always care about you, but I can't be with you. I'm the Allspark. For the rest of my life, someone is always going to try and possess me. They will use the things I love most against me. What if they captured you? I would destroy everyone and anything in order to keep you safe. You're the most important thing to me. If they knew that, you would never be safe and if anything happened to you…" I trailed off and sighed heavily. "And what if, by some miracle, the Allspark and Primus gifts us a child? That child would be in danger from the moment they are born. You might be able to forgive me if you're captured and tortured, but could you if it was a child, our child, that was captured and tortured and maybe even killed?

"Maybe you could, you probably wouldn't even blame me, but I would never be able to forgive myself. I'm not just a person, I'm apart of an ancient artifact with powers that even I can't comprehend. I can't love someone and risk losing them. So please, don't ask me to."

Ratchet was quiet when I finished my story. I didn't look at him but I could feel his stare. "I understand where you're coming from, Jessica. But you need to understand that I do love you more than life itself. And I would gladly give my life for you. You're grieving right now, so I won't argue with you. Just know that I will always be here for you. And, if one day you change your mind, I will still be right here, waiting for you." He promised me. Then he leaned forward and kissed the side of my head. "Get some sleep."

He faded out and I allowed my guard to completely fall. Sobs racked my entire frame and I collapsed on my bed, drawing my knees to my chest. Ratchet was too good for me, but I couldn't have him. He would understand one day. I was a danger to him and to everyone else I got close too.

But damn it, saying all that had hurt so much.

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When I woke up the next morning, I really didn't want to leave my bed. But I knew that if I stayed there, I would never move again. So I pushed myself up and tossed the covers to the side. I walked over to my dresser and picked out a long t-shirt and leggings to wear for the day. Then I went into the bathroom to take care of business, change, and brush my teeth and hair. Once that was done, I walked to the front room.

I noticed Bee was in some kind of stasis shutdown with Raf hanging out beside him. I could hear Ratchet and First Aid talking somewhere close by but I would rather talk with Raf. It was pretty surprising to see him here. "Raf, shouldn't you be at school?" I asked.

Raf smiled kindly at me. "Yeah but Bee never picked me up so I came to the base instead. He's been having weird visions of Megatron so Ratchet forced him into stasis. I didn't want to leave him so I'm just hanging out here until he wakes up." He replied and I nodded in understanding before asking if I could join him. I noticed that no one was around so I asked him where they were. "They went on some mission to the Arctic. Something about Starscream melting the ice to get to energon?"

"Ah." I nodded. I watched Rafael mess around with his computer, though my mind was far away. I didn't notice when Ratchet and First Aid arrived until the first one spoke. "Rafael… Jessica. We are going to the vault to find parts to repair this." Ratchet held up a crushed… something. "You know what that means."

"Don't touch anything." Rafael and I said together. He nodded, before shooting me a look that made my heart flutter. Then the two of them walked away.

Not even a minute after they'd disappeared, Bumblebees optics suddenly came online. "Bee?" I asked, catching Raf's attention. Bee got off the berth he was on and walked away. "Wait!" Raf and I yelled as we ran after him. He set the groundbridge and pulled the lever. We watched dumbfounded as he walked through.

"What did you two do?" Raf and I looked back at Ratchet and shrugged helplessly. We explained to him that we did nothing, he just stood up and left. "He was in power down! Where does he think he's off to?"

Raf and I ran to the second floor landing and over to the monitor. Ratchet was messing with it, looking up where Bee went to. "These are the coordinates of our previous battle with Megatron's undead." Ratchet frowned. Why would Bee be going there? Raf suggested calling Optimus, but Ratchet shook his head. "Optimus is busy preventing the polar ice cap from melting. We need to handle this on our own." He opened the bridge again, but before he could walk forward, Bee walked back inside. "Bumblebee, what have you been doing?" Ratchet grabbed his arm and that's when we noticed that he was carrying something. "Dark energon?" He looked back up at Bee just before Bee pushed him into the control panel.

"Ratchet!" I gasped and pulled Raf behind me. "Bumblee, what are you doing?"

I shivered at the dark look Bee gave us. He walked over and picked us up. Then he placed us on a vent, far above the ground. "Bee, you have to fight whatever is making you do this!" Raf pleaded. Bee gave no indication that he heard him. Instead, he once again set the groundbridge and disappeared.

Ratchet groaned and we looked over at him. "Ratchet, are you okay?" I asked him worriedly. The mech in question pushed himself up and leaned against the panel. "I'm fine. More importantly, is Bumblebee? I fear the time spent in Megatron's mind is causing him to think like a Decepticon." Ratchet pushed away from the control panel and walked over to us. He offered us his hand and we both hopped onto it.

"Bee's not a con." Raf shook his head.

Ratchet nodded. "Agreed, but we need to find out what exactly Bumblebee intends to do with that shard." Ratchet paused for a moment and frowned. "The only one who knew of the energon was Megatron." Raf asked if Bee had the Decepticon Lords memories, but Ratchet shook his head. "Worse, Megatron is occupying Bumblebee's mind."

The medic began walking once more. "What!?" Raf and I exclaimed at the same time. Ratchet set us down and typed into the computer some more. "How could I have been such a fool! The psychic patch acts as a two way conduit. When Bumblebee returned to his own mind, Megatron followed. And now Bumblebee… Megatron, has bridged to almost the same coordinates Optimus used."

"Psychic Patch?" I frowned. I wasn't there whenever that must have happened. It was probably while I had been a prisoner. Neither one of them answered me though.

Ratchet opened up the bridge once more. "Stay here."

"No!" Raf growled and Ratchet turned back to him surprised. "Bumblebee needs me." He pleaded. Ratchet sighed and walked back over to us. "Of course he does." Ratchet offered him his hand before looking at me curiously.

"I'll stay here and be groundbridge operator. Is First Aid still in the back?" I asked and Ratchet nodded. "Cool, I'll inform him what's up. Go get Bee back." The two of them walked into the portal and I shut it off behind them. It was going to be a long wait, I could feel it. Hopefully they would be okay though.

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It took them about thirty minutes to call for a groundbridge. When I opened it, it wasn't just Ratchet, Rafael, and Bee who came through, it was all the Autobots. Cliffjumper made a beeline for me when he saw I was out.

"Hey, how you feeling?" He asked with a gentle smile. I shrugged my shoulders and returned it. "I'm hanging in there." Thankfully, Cliff left it at that.

Cliff then frowned. "There's bad news though." My heart sank at that. Just what I needed, more bad news. "Megatron is officially back. Things are about to get a whole lot more complicated. No doubt he'll soon be informed of you and if that's the case…"

"I'll be in even more trouble." I sighed. "Figures. Looks like I'm gonna have to get used to being in this silo, huh? Can't exactly risk Megatron finding me, now can I?" I chuckled dryly. Cliff looked apologetic but I just shook my head. "Don't worry about it, Cliff. I'm in danger whether he's alive or not. This doesn't really change much for me."

That wasn't entirely true. Megatron was way more of a threat than Starscream could ever hope to be. If he got ahold of me? Well, that could be a disaster. That could never happen. The thought of being grounded to the base sucked majorly, but I knew we couldn't risk me falling into the Con's hands. This was my life now, whether I liked it or not, and I was just going to have to get used to it.

Things just got a whole lot more serious.

Ugh, this chapter took me way too long to complete. But I did it! Finally.

So, yeah, how many of you hate me right now? Killing Jessica's parents wasn't exactly an easy choice to make, but I needed something to make her realize just how dangerous it was to be associated with her. The Cons killed her parents out of rage because she got away. It was a warning to her as well as a way to move her relationship with Ratchet in this direction.

Now I know what you're thinking. What the actual hell? Did she really just confess that she loved him, only to tell him she could never be with him? Yes. Yes she did. Jessica realized a lot while she was captured by the Cons, but losing her parents reminded her that she wasn't just a person anymore. She's power.

But don't worry, this story does have a happy ending. Just stick with it! Until next time, my friends!