"Don't you fu-freaking dare!" I growled playfully and corrected myself from saying a swear word in front of the child sitting in my lap. Jazz didn't listen to me and threw the blue shell at me. It hits me about three feet in front of the finish line and causes me to stop long enough for his character to pass me and the finish line. Jazz wins the round with five wins to one loss for him while I have two wins to eight losses for me.

Annabelle laughed and clapped her hands together to praise Jazz for winning the round. She twists her torso around to face me and pats the top of my head between my horns. "It okay, I not good games either. Daddy always beats me at games like this, I love him anyway," she reassured with her adorable five year old voice.

A smile plays my lips; I rest my chin on the top of her head and wince slightly from the usage of the muscles near my collarbone. There were two bullet holes there from the last battle that happened yesterday and it has yet to heal; the healing process is going to take about one to two weeks for all of them to heal and to me, that it's too long.

The small, cute human must have seen or felt me wince and raised her arms way over head. She gives me a backwards hug by wrapping her arms around my neck and gently squeezed in a hug type of way. "Rach is going to make it all better, he a good doc. You must have defeated the bad people for you to survive and be here," Annabelle spoke, not using proper English for her words.

Sitting backwards with my back straight and patting the small child on the head, I carefully stretch my arms way over my head. My ears catch the sound of the familiar sound of the Terror twins (mostly Sides) voices making their way towards the Auto Rec. room.

At the moment we are in the Auto Rec. room, playing Mario Kart for the fun of it. Mister Hissy Bossy Human brought his wife and daughter back to the base for the fun of it. The two wanted me to entrain the mini human while they go hang out together and have their husband and wife time. Gladly the child hadn't gotten cranky the entire time it was with me or even tried to back talk me.

My eyes turned to gaze at Blue Mystery sitting in his usual chair in the corner. "I'm going to head out for the time being and see what else will catch my attention," I announced out of nowhere and gently pushed the child off my lap. She stands up next to me and gives me puppy eyes that would match Sides. "Don't worry I'll be taking you with me, I'm kind of your escort/guardian while you're on the base." Her smile returned to her face, it must have been contagious because a soft smile grew on my lips.

"Be carefully, the ice melted from the road salt you humans put out and make it super slick out there," Jazz gave me a heads up and I nod my head to acknowledge it before making my way towards the hangar door.

Right as we pass the door the three (Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Starcatcher) get in my sights and I don't even look at them. It would give me the chance to break the barrier rebuilding itself around my emotions and self-control. My chest gave the slightest pull towards them; I made sure not to react from and continued walking away from the Auto Rec. room.

Annabelle, who is clinging to my hand in hers, waves up at them and jumped once, causing her feet to slip on said ice and almost fall backwards on the ice. Before her body could make contact with the ice, I use the grip on her hand to pull her tiny frame up and away from the slippery ground. I pick her up and rest her on my hip to stop any more accidents from happening.

By having her on my hip and using muscle that are wounded, I winced a tiny bit and shook it off as nothing. I walk to the middle of the compound and gently set down the small child on the snowy part of the ground. My tails wraps securely around her wrist to help keep her stable as we stand there watching the snow from the sky.

A tug on my tail caught my attention and I turn my gaze down at her small form next to me. "What we doing out here?" She questioned, a smirk grew on my lips. I bent down, grabbed a little bit of snow, and threw it into the air. It stills in the air, staying in the same exact spot, and I control it to swirl around us with more of the snow around us.

She gasps in amazement and reached out to touch it. I command the snow to brush up her arm, making sure it wouldn't feel the slightest cold, and create an ice crown on top of her head. She touched the crown on top of her head and turned around to look at me with a huge smile that took over her entire face. That smile told me she most definitely happy about the give on her head.

Deciding to show her more of the fun of my abilities, ice grew under our feet (my tail still making sure she didn't slip) and spread outwards from us. Once it was about twenty feet from my position in a circular shape, I forced the ice to stop spreading. Instead, I create animals from the ice in different poses around us. Next, ice grew on her bots to make skates for her to have her fun.

The talons on my feet helped me from falling on my ass and also helped me glide over the ice as if I flying through the air. I take careful steps to make sure we both don't end up on the ground; she skates slowly behind by holding on to my tail. It wasn't the greatest feeling of someone pulling your tail but if it made her happy, live through the discomfort.

We were having our fun on the ice until she was getting sleepy and rubbing her eyes, signaling she was getting tired. Slowing down to a stop and picking up the sweet child in my arms, I force the ice to disappear and leaving where the ice once was empty from any snow. Not for too long as the moderate snow fall will cover it up again.

Heading in the direction of the Med. Bay (Lennox or Sarah haven't told me were their room is or where Annabelle sleeps), I carefully hold her in arms as she dozed off from using a lot of her energy up today. As my feet carried towards the Med. Bay, I forced the snow in my path to dissipate and to make the trip much safer for the both of us.

Once making it to the Med. Bay, I fly up to my perch with the child still in my arms and use my long talons on my feet to grab a couple of blankets and two of my pillows. I quietly glide down to the ground, underneath a table, and set the kid on the blankets. I didn't like how cold it is in here and she didn't have much of a thick coat on to keep from freezing in this type of weather.

Leaving the hangar quickly and heading out towards the forest, I search every possible place for flint quickly. With the speed I was going at for searching, it didn't take long for me to find a piece of flint lying in a cave. Splitting the piece of flint into two as my wings took me in the direction the base; I create a spark with the pieces and fed it energy for it not to die on me.

Ratchet greeted me once more as I enter the Med. Bay again. I headed over to where Annabelle is lying and created a circle of fire around her. The air around her and me heated up immensely and it sufficed my worry of her freezing to death.

After dealing with her, I tell Ratchet to watch over her and exit the Med. Bay. My wings catch the air underneath them and take me above the height of the hangars. A devilish thought came to mind as my wings kept me hovering, I soar over to where the Auto Rec. room is and entering without paying attention to anyone in here except Jazz still sitting in the corner.

My feet touched down on the fabric of the arm rest where Jazz is sitting. He turns his helm in my direction and tilts it to the side in confusion. "What happened to Annabelle?" Jazz questioned.

"We skated for awhile on some ice I created until she got tired and I took her to the Med. Bay. William or Sarah haven't told me where their room is and I don't know where they are at the moment so I grabbed some of my blankets for her to use. Ratchets watching over her and she is asleep for the greater good for all of us," I explained it quickly as possible. He nodded his helm and returned to watching the twins playing Call of Duty. Starcatcher was watching the game intensely and commenting on whatever one of the twins would do here and there.

The thought stayed in my mind as I lay on my chest, attempting to get most of the weight off on legs. I lay in wait, getting ready to pounce when the opportunity arises and taking it as mine.

Finally, after awhile of waiting patiently to pounce, it happened. The Terror twins were changing the game to Mario Kart (everyone likes this game) and I interrupted them. "Is it alright if join you in Mario Kart?" I questioned. My thought didn't work as planned. Starcatcher intervened by shouting at me and standing up from her spot next to Sides.

"Shut it you fragger! You have no right to speak to these after what you did to them!" She screamed at me and made her way around the metal coffee table blocking her path. I retailed by zooming into the air, ready to attack or even kill the idiotic bot in front of me.

"Don't ever talk to me in type of tone to me again or I promise you, it won't end pretty for you," I threatened with a hiss to my words. She doesn't react and holds her ground against me. "I can talk to them whenever I want and if they don't want to talk to me, they can tell me to fuck for all I care. Don't act like you're the one here with the bit fucking tits because honey, you don't know who you're talking to."

Starcatcher doesn't like the choice of words my mouth told her and lunged at me. With me being already in the air, I was able to rocket quickly high above her and make a break for it towards the hangar door. Inside of here is way too small for me to be able to do my thing and use my smallness to defeat her easily.

All three bots shout for Starcatcher to halt her assault and attempted to stop her. She was able to get out of their reach as she chased me down and fired multiple shots to hit me out of the air. It doesn't work and we made it almost to the middle of the compound, we are closer to the back of the base.

Instead of flying away like a weakling would do, I make a Uie and head straight towards her, dodging all the fired shots. I do a flyby next to her helm; venom spits from my fangs and makes contact somewhere on her face. By the sound of it, I hit her optic since she yelled 'my optic' while holding one of her servos up to her right optic.

"I have had enough of you! I have been here only a few earth days and by the sights of you, I hated you from the start," she angrily bellowed and lunged at me once more. She was able to catch my tail; she swings around and lets me go mid-swing. With the strength of her and how fast she threw my body, there wasn't any way for me to right myself in time and not hit anything.

My body crashed into a thick concrete wall and burned with the pain running through it. That was my snapping point. My body burned with fire surrounding it, sky blue and white fire, and I didn't ask where in the world the fire had come from. I used it to my advantage as a surge of adrenaline rushed through my veins like a herd of buffalos running through the desert.

Using the speed given to from who the fuck knows and heading straight towards the idiotic bot how is going to regret doing that, I claw, spit venom, and blow fire from my mouth at her. She screeches like a banshee and tried to stop me from killing her.

Two voices called out for me to stop my assault on Starcatcher and something in my brain listened to the voices. My mind wasn't in control anymore as my heart took over and listened to the twins that I love and will protect with my life. I stopped from continuing and hovered in the air like a drone waiting for its next command.

Except my body was drained of all its energy and adrenaline and my wings couldn't hold my body up anymore. My wings slowed down to a stop and my body plummeted to the ground quickly. Before it could make contact with the snow/energon covered ground, a red servo caught me and held me close to their chest. My body was already numb but I could feel something going on with my chest, it was different from the connection yet at the same time, it was the same thing.

That's all that I could remember as my vision went black.

My mind came back to the living and I sluggishly opened my eyes was greeted by the sun shining right in my eyes. Moving my body was another challenge in itself as it was sore to no end and hurt to be moved at all. Another weird feeling was in my chest, I could easily feel the presences of two beings. They express their own feelings freely, changing my emotions with theirs.

Blocking whatever is that is having me connected to the two things; I sat up from my laying down position to see where I am. By my surroundings and knowledge of the area, I seem to be in the Med. Bay with Ratchet nowhere in sight.

Even lifting my arm made it shake tremendously and all my energy was gone like it had disappeared out of thin air. A headache was pounding inside of my head and I lifted my hand to rest against my forehead to see if I have a fever so something for my headache to be this extreme. My forehead wasn't warm or anything on the lines of it and was actually cold to the touched. How long have I been out?

A couple of seconds passed and the Med. Bay hangar door opens and in walks Ratchet. I attempted to speak to him but my throat was so dry, it caused a coughing fit to arise and take the small mission to announce my presences to Ratchet.

Ratchet snaps his gaze on to me and a glare is set on his face as he makes his way over to me. He kneels in front of me and points an accusing digit at me before transforming into his alt. mode. His holoform appears next to and pushes me back down on the medical bed. "You are the luckiest being in the fragging world Midnight. I should just lock you in here for your safety, you know that," he spoke up with his normal grumpiness.

Tilting my head to the side and turning my gaze to the bot next to me, I fight against his pushes and failed as my body is completely spent. I lay on the bed with confusion written all over my face. "What do mean I'm the luckiest being in the world? And how long have I been out?" I questioned with my eyebrows furrowed.

"You should have easily died from the throw Starcatcher threw you at and an entire week. You had us all worried about you waking up or not," Ratchet explained. They were worried about me? Sitting up once more as laying down was weird to me; I rest my elbows on my thighs to help stay upright if he tries to push me back down which he tried to do.

"Why were you guys worried about me? And could you not, I want to stay sitting. My wings and back hurt and I want to be eye level with you," I complained while fighting against him again. He stops attempting to push me back down and stands back.

He rolls his holoform eyes and gave me a look of 'yes'. "Of course we were worried about you. You're our friend and after whatever did against Starcatcher had you passed out from mid-air. You were brain dead for the entire week until now since you woke up." He got to work on checking my vitals on the machine next to me.

"Wait, I have another question, well more statement but anyway: I think the connection is back up and running but this time I can feel them more and feel emotions coming from them, what do I do?" I questioned with fear dripping into me. I didn't want to have to go through the entire running away again and have to break it once more.

Ratchet shakes his head as he stops doing what he was messing with. "It's no longer a connection but a bond. You only embrace it. Primus wanted you to be with them and you refused it, he tried again and this time it worked. Primus, our god, chooses our sparkmates for us. Sparkmates are practically soulmates for human and you don't lose them unless they die," he explained, making sure to cover everything I don't know or understand.

After awhile, he left to go check up on Starcatcher who is in the brig for attacking me first. He leaves me to have the perfect opportunity to escape the Med. Bay, easier said than done. My muscles are entirely weak from the extreme power and energy use against Starcatcher and shook from the weight I put on them once getting off the bed Ratchet placed me on.

While limping my way to the closed hangar door, I noticed all my bullet holes were healed without any scars which is unusual. My scales scar easily from the smallest stuff like a shot from a gun to the leg. I make it to the door for humans and gaze closely at the keypad to see if the slightest difference in the numbers.

One, two, four, and seven seemed to be the most used out of the rest of the numbers. It's most likely going to be a birthday for it to be easily remembered. Wait a moment, the one was the more worn down compared to the other three numbers, giving me the hint one is used more than once.

It took a couple of tries to figure out what it was and in the end, it was 11/14/72, a birthday. Whose birthday, I don't know.

Leaving the Med. Bay quickly just in case Ratchet is coming back from checking up on Starcatcher, my escape doesn't work. Doc Bot sees me exiting the Med. Bay and calls for me to get my aft back in or he's going to weld it to the ceiling.

Not wanting my ass to be welded, I hurried back in and somehow got myself to my perch with the last of my energy used up. Sleep came back to me and I welcomed it with opened arms, not caring if there was a monster waiting for me.