Autobots From the Skies

Chapter Thirteen

No One's Pov~

He watched her walk away in a quick pace. Something happened and she didn't want to talk about it. What happened? Bulkhead was sitting by Miko and Carter, who were playing video games. Walking over to the mech he mumbled something in his ear. The mechs gaze became wider as he stammered on his words.

Bulkhead-"Nothing...Nothing happened."

Optimus shook his helm quietly, dragging Bulkhead to the medbay where it would be them and Ratchet.

Op-"What happened on the scouting?"

Bulkhead looked around nervously. Something was up, and it was bad. His gaze shifted over to Ratchet. Letting a sigh vent out. He stood straighter and prepared himself for the words he needed to say.

Bulkhead-"We were called out for scouting as you know. Cynder insisted that she stayed out to keep an eye out for any decepticons. I had gone in looking, after a while I heard her yelling my name. When I got out I saw someone...Um... Sitting on her...You know. He was rubbing his hand along her side and such, his head near her head as he whispered something to her. That's when I came in and tackled him. Soon to holding him up for her to see. By then she had her blasrer pointed at his spark and she shot him... The thing is. You would be shocked. I had no data or seen him around. Of course he followed Megatron, but none of us, but her would know him."

Optimus looked at Bulkhead. Ratchet just walked away back to his computer typing something down. Walking out of the medbay Optimus walked towards the berthrooms. Stopping at her door. She was mummbling words to herself as in: Why, How, and What. He moved his hand to the nob turning it slightly. Soon to open the door.

Cynder*Buzzing*-"Optimus?"

Her voice was more rugged than what it normally would be.

Op-"Cynder. I heard..."

He was interupted by her running and hugging him. She was crying her optics out madly. He tiggered a memory he would guess. Carter and Miko poked their heads around the corner and Optimus waved them away as she cried.

Op-"Who was it Cynder? You can tell me."

She sniffled, but released her tight grip on me.

Cynder*Buzzing*-"They one who caused me all this pain....Carbastrike."

Optimus braced her in another hug quickly. Her body was shaking as she kept repeating that nothing had happened. No...Well you know. Picking her up he carried her to her berth laying her down. Sitting there with her until she fell into recharge. Even afterwards he stayed.

After so many hours Bee came to check in on then, because Ratchet sent him. Waving him off as well, Optimus stood looking at the sleeping Cynder once more before slowly closing the door and walking away.

Ratchet-"Well?"

Op-"She'll be fine I think. Nothing happened more than Bulkhead told us. She is perfectly fine, just scared. I don't want her heading out for a few days. Bulkhead can pick up Carter. He can just say his 'car' is in the shop or something."

He walked away not listening for Ratchet's reply. Cynder didn't deserve this, but it happened.

First. Her voice.

Second. Fighting Megatron.

Third. Soundwave's attack (the sword)

And Finally. This.