Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| RB Chief Burns x Female Reader Pt. 1

Requested by: RainBroker01488 on AO3
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"(Y/N) watch out-!"

After shoving Jack out of the way from a flying Decepticon, you neglected to watch out for your own safety. Starscream knocked into you and took you flying up in the air. The snout of the plane punctured through your shirt, nearly stabbing into your bulletproof vest. As a mockery, he dropped you from midair.

  When you woke up, you found yourself bound to a hospital bed with June doing her best to keep you alive. You were badly injured, despite Optimus's attempt to soften your fall.

Your arm is in a sling. You could feel multiple bandages stretched across your face. Looking in front, you find both your legs bandaged... yet you don't feel them. The normal sensation of the silky bed just did not register in your legs.

Weeks breeze by, and soon you've recovered.

  June helped you get into her car, clutching your arms tightly as you struggle to get up from your wheelchair. Jack was supporting your waist, then carefully lowering you down to the car seat.

  "Are you comfortable?" June asked.

  "I am, don't worry," you smiled.

June got on the driver seat while Jack sat at the front passenger seat. Soon, you were headed towards the base.

-[]-

  "I do not wish to further endanger your life. Therefore, my hope is that you can continue serving by assisting Chief Burns of Griffin Rock to lead the rescue team stationed there," Optimus declared.

  "That's grea- wait what?" you asked hesitantly. "That means I'm no longer part of Team Prime?"

  "For your own safety," Optimus confirmed. There is something in her that is so valuable, even the Decepticons had already invented a mind-control chip just for her...

  "Your legs too," June reminded. "You can't walk anymore."

  "Right..." you looked down at your legs. Sitting on a wheelchair made serving in a galactic war impossible. Tragic end to your career in fighting. 

  Agent Fowler, right on time, came out from the elevator. "Don't worry, recruit, there's always something else in life that you can do."

  "Sir..." you looked up at the platform Agent Fowler was at. "I can't just change professions just like that, right? Besides, I ventured into becoming a recruit since I couldn't get a degree..."

  "And you will find something else to do," Agent Fowler walked down the stairs. "Being part of the communications team with the Rescue Bots doesn't require a degree." Now, he was walking towards you. "It's a safer job for you."

  "And more convenient," June added. She crouched down right in front of you and gave you this motherly glance. Then, she whispered: "The Decepticons have been actively looking for you, because of your high intelligence. They want to control your sentience for their benefit. That's what Optimus is worried about."

  "Griffin Rock is protected with a signal blocker," Optimus said. "You do not need to worry about the Decepticons finding you ever again."

  "I've never heard of the place," Jack mentioned, scratching his chin lightly.

  "It's not in the World Map whatsoever," June explained. "Griffin Rock is so small and insignificant to the world economy that no one didn't bother to add it in the map."