I Can Only Imagine | Transformers Prime Fanfic

Chapter 15

For the next few days, Amal hung out with her friends, helping where she was needed and getting caught up in everything that was happening on Earth.

Like Raf had said, a lot of the problems on Cybertron were the same ones happening on Earth. The Council was already unsure of the Alliance put into place after Unicron was defeated, but allowing Humans and Cybertronians to walk freely between the planets. It was risky in their eyes.

There had been no call from Optimus or Megatronus, so she seemed to be in the clear so far in her attempt to not actually talk to Ratchet about her problems.

"That is one big gaping hole."

Miko looked at Amal with a disgusted look.

"Did you have to phrase it like that?"

"Yes...yes, I did."

Miko scoffed, rolling her eyes and turning her head back to look down the large hole. Amal placed her hands on her hips.

"And the Energon just...doesn't stop oozing?"

Miko shook her head. "Not yet, at least." Miko pulled her sunglasses up. "How many more ideas do Raf and Ratchet have in mind?"

Miko thought. "4. I know they said Shockwave's in the loop now, so hopefully he'll come up with some stuff as well, but right now, all us small brainers can just sit back and watch." The Japanese girl hummed, pushing her sunglasses back down and turning to head toward their vehicle.

"Cmon, let's get back to base."

Amal glanced at the hole one more time with an uneasy feeling in her stomach before turning to follow Miko.

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Amal paled as she caught a glimpse into the base. She bolted behind a rock and Miko frowned.

"You good?"

"I cannot go in there."

"Why?" Miko glanced at the base. "Optimus and Megs are here."

"So?"

"I may...I may have lied about why i was here...and I'm sure Ratchet and them have already figured out I lied, and so I know they're gonna beat my ass as soon as I'm through those doors." Amal explained, shrinking down. Miko muffled a laugh.

"Amal!"

"Shut up!" Amal shushed the Japanese girl as she yanked her down next to her.

"What are you really here about?"

"I, um...I've been having weird dreams lately...and I've been sleepwalking because of them, and I've been...hearing things."

Miko looked concerned. "Were you supposed to talk to Ratchet?" Amal nodded, sighing. "Megs and Optimus think I'm suppressing my feelings about...our time against Unicron, and so they want me to talk about it to Ratchet to see if that helps with what I've been experiencing."

"Amal...I'm gonna have to agree with them."

Amal looked bewildered. "Are you fucking serious? You're taking their side?" Amal exclaimed. Miko sighed.

"Amal, I know you may feel like you're being forced to talk about something you're not ready to, but sometimes even if you're not ready, you have to do it because of how much it's affecting you." Miko explained and Amal frowned.

"How do you know?"

"Trust me, Amal. I've been in your shoes. I'm literally a 20 year old Emo girl. You think I've ever wanted to open up about my feelings?"

Amal chuckled before sighing and placing her head in her hands. "I just don't want to be burden."

"Amal, some of your friends have put up with your bullshit for years. You think they wouldn't have gotten rid of you sooner if you were such a burden?"

Amal punched Miko in your arm. "I guess you're right." Amal chuckled. The new Prime sighed before standing up.

"Let's go deal with this bullshit."

At first, Amal tried to sneak past the three bots and two humans standing there talking, shuffling against the wall in attempt to go unnoticed.

Miko muffled a laugh, but knew what Amal was hiding from was serious.

She knew Amal already had physical problems with what her body had been through in her life, mental problems wasn't something Miko wanted her to deal with.

And sooner or later, Amal would have to realize that sometimes talking about it can really help.

Miko cleared her throat and the bots and humans turned. Amal froze.

"Amalgamous."

"Heyyyyy guys, what's hangin'?" Amal said cooly as she still tried to shuffle away. Megatronus crossed his arms. "Ratchet has every door locked in here so that you can't pull any stunts."

"You know i can break down these doors right?"

"And you'll have to explain to Fowler why he's having to buy a new door for his facility."

"Oh, yea. I have no problem doing that. I'll even clean up my mess and shove it right up your a—"

"Amalgamous." Optimus said sternly, optics narrowing. Amal crossed her arms. "What?" She exclaimed.

"You know exactly why we're here."

Jack and Raf glanced at the girl and bots arguing, both with confused looks on their face as Miko approached them.

"I'll explain later." Miko told them and they nodded before continuing to watch.

"Yea, I know. It's all you've talked about." Amal grumbled, eyes glaring up at her fellow Primes.

"You know if you'd just listen to us, you'd be back on Cybertron already." Megatronus told her, arms crossing.

"I would still be on Cybertron if you and Optimus didn't stick your noses in my business!" Amal snapped back. "Your 'business' is affecting your mental state—"

"Oh jesus fuck, here we go again."

"Amal, we understand it's hard to talk about—"

"I'm not arguing with you guys again."

"Then don't argue, just do what we're asking."

"I'm not doing that because it's not necessary."

"Amal, it is becau—"

"Oh my god—"

"Enough!"

The three Primes shut up instantly at Ratchet's voice. He sighed, pinking the bridge of his nose. "Amal, they already caught me up to speed on what's been happening—" Amal glared at the Primes.

"Either we go and talk about this right now, or I'm marking you as unfit for duty."

Amal hands dropped. "Are you fucking kidding me, Ratchet?" She exclaimed. "Do I look like I'm joking?" He asked and the two stared each other down.

Amal scoffed, dropping her arms. "Fine. Whatever. Let's get this fucking over with. Don't be fucking surprised if I'm more pissed off than normal after this." Amal stormed toward the door she was originally going for and Ratchet unlocked it before she got to it and angrily slammed it open and shut behind her.

Megatronus sighed, rubbing his face plate.

"Finally."