New family and old family

Jackie!!

When we got to the other side of the portal I kept my eyes shut. I heard more voices and more foot steps. Then I looked over the mechs shoulder, my servos covering my mouth as I looked around my new environment.

"Guys! Your back!" Shouted a strong voice....I flinched and the mech holding me felt it. Using one servo he moved me so I was laying against his shoulder while the other was placed on my back rubbing circles to calm me.

"Bulkhead! Not so loud, you scared the sparking!" The mech holding me yelled. I heard more foot steps and i opened my optics only to see the pink and blue femme. I shut them quickly and smiled a little, my brothers played this game with me. Steelfist would hold me while driving sometimes and behind him Ironfist would make faces and give me light butterfly kiss making me giggle and hide in Steelfist shoulder and in my small servos. I smiled big and giggled at the memory. I was so busy replaying the memory I did know the mech holding me was walking, as soon as the mech was about to put me somewhere I flung my servos around his neck and held on him for dear life....the last time I was let go I was shot into space. I felt different servos try and pull me away from the mech but I jut whimpered in fear and sadness. My face plates heated up as liquid started to come out of my optics-which were shut tight. The servos went away seeing and hearing my crys, the mech holding me rocked me and patted my back.

"I need to scan you so your wound won't get infected....please?" The mech asked. I thought for a moment and slowly let go. I opened my eyes to see the blue ones from before, he looked at me with a small smile and I give gave a sad and helpless face. He sat me down on the berth and scanned me, he then started to type away at the screen. I looked at my peds and moved them a little. Movement from the corner of my optic made me look up to see the blue and pick femme from before.

"She has good reflexes." The femme stated looking down at me. I tilted my head then brought my servos up to my optics and rubbed them.....I didn't stop and so the femme said.

"Ratchet...." Who is 'Ratchet'? The mech that helped me turned to see my servos right below my optics looking at him. He sighed and frustration before grabbing a few things and walking to me. I went back to rubbing my optics and felt servos on my own, trying to make me stop.

"No no no. Stop it." The mech who is apparently Ratchet said to me in a soft yet serious tone. I stopped and looked up at him. 'No' I thought before going back to rubbing. I heard a sigh and then felt servos grab my wrist kinda hard and forcefully. I frozen in terror....a memory coming back to me, my ice blue optics widen in fear as the memory played out in my processor.

Flashback

"Get your aft back here!" Yelled an angry Ironfist. I kept running giggling, I was at the age where everything was funny and a game. He needed to check my optics and servos because one-my optic malfunction and two-I cut my servo on a sharp piece of metal. He finally catch me in a corner and grabbed my wrists roughly and made me cry out in pain and surprise. He stopped immediately and looked down at me in shock and sorrow. He let go of me only to scope me up and hug me lightly, he hummed softly trying to quiet my sobs. He rubbed my back rocking me while I had my helm in his chassis and my servos together near my own chassis.

"I promise I will never hurt you again. I am sorry little sister." Ironfist spoke softly. I nodded in response. He kept his promise until I got lost in space.....I understood he didn't mean to hurt me, he was a wrecker so he wasn't use to being soft. He still loved me and I still loved him....that's all that mattered.

End of flashback

I was suddenly snapped back to reality when I felt a sting on my shoulder plate, my optics focusing on Ratchet in front of me hard at work on fixing my shoulder while the femme held it in place. I stared blankly at them for a few seconds before looking at my servos....they were wrapped up in some kind of rag or a bendable metal. They felt weird and when I tried to move my servos they barely moved....only my digits moved slightly. 'Great....' I thought before a voice snapped me out of my thoughts.