If I had Failed ~Book 2 to If I went to Bayverse~

Chapter 40.

Ratchet had successfully bridged everyone back to the Autobot Base, every Autobot had returned with a dent or two. Predaking came through the vortex with Springlock in his arms, her form limp as he approached the medic. Ratchet was mortified that it was the once human who had been severely injured, even Nex was surprised.

"Get her to medbay immediately!" Ratchet said as he made his way back towards his area.

Predaking followed the medic back to medbay, as did the other Predacons and her other friends. Once they entered the room, the King laid her upon an open berth and Ratchet came to inspect the damage.

"I need to know exactly what happened so I know what I'm dealing with." Ratchet said as he was looking over the female Predacon.

"She was struck with a bolt of Dark Energon, as well as shot in the back." Predaking said.

"I understand, I will do everything I can. But this will be a very lengthy procedure, so I will require space. You all must leave the room until I call you back in." Ratchet says.

Predaking growls at the thought of leaving his injured Queen, but knows that she will be fixed if he does as the medic says. Everyone else solemnly sighed as they reluctantly left the room.

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I jolted awake, breathing heavily. Looking around I saw the familiar teal blue walls, black office desk, dresser, bookshelf, laptop, and little puppy sleeping by my side. Wait a minute, I was just in the Decepticon base fighting Quintessa and Unicron! How did I get home? Unless...none of that was real. Was that ALL just a dream..? No, there's NO WAY that was a dream! I have scars that can prove it!

I dart off the bed to look in my dressers mirror, looking to the cheek that Nightmare Freddy had scratched. But alas, nothing was there. What about the ones from where Lockdown shot me? I took my shirt off to look for the large scar over my heart, but again nothing. Tears pricked my eyes as Lulu came up to me and started licking my leg.

It was only a dream, one that felt so damn real. I had finally found myself a boyfriend, I made friends with one of my favorite franchise characters, and I finally made something of myself. But no, it wasn't REAL. I put my shirt back on with a sigh, wiping my tears away. Checking my phone, it read 6:30 am. I should just take my focus meds before it's too late and I stay up all night.

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Ratchet worked continuously on the unconscious Predacon, slowly and carefully making progress. Everyone else waited around impatiently as the medic worked, especially her family. Her father paced back and forth angrily as his daughter was being assisted. He was both furious that she was hurt, but also WHY she was hurt. Why she was brought there in the first place, why HIS daughter of all people.

"Why her? Who chose her to come here?" He asked aloud.

"As stated before, Primus." Bumblebees radio crackled.

"I wanna talk to this Primus, right now!" He almost yelled.

"I'm afraid that is not that simple, Primus chooses whom he speaks to." Optimus stated.

"But why our daughter? And why was she turned into a...what was it, Predacon?" He asks.

His wife and son just rolled her eyes at his rant, it wasn't unusual for Springlocks father to go on a rant. They would last up to an hour, but to them it lasted an eternity. William Lennox and Epps then approached him.

"Greg, was it? We understand that you're concerned for your daughter, we ALL are. But please understand that Ratchet is working as hard as he can to help her, she will be alright." Lennox told him.

"She better be." Greg said.

Nex then entered the area, "I can assure you she will be just fine, I come from the medbay to say that everything is going quite smoothly. Perhaps quicker than expected."

Predaking, Skylynx and Darksteel perked at the grey and purple mech's news. Springlocks other companions had returned to their normal sizes, but they seemed joyous as well that their friend would be alright. Bendy and Springtrap sighed of relief while the 4 raptors squawked loudly. Optimus and Bumblebee looked to Nex, confused as to who he was. They had only heard his name, but never truly seen what he looked like.

"Pardon my asking, but who might you be?" The Prime asked.

Nex turned his attention to Optimus, "I am known as Nex, one of Springlocks original characters."

"ONE of?" Bumblebee beeped.

He nods, "Yes, one of many different characters. Primus brought me here in order to help her and all of you, but be aware that I am no Autobot. Or Decepticon for that matter."

Nex turned and left the area before any more questions could be asked, as he was returning to the medbay to assist Ratchet. He entered medbay to see the medic working on Springlocks back, the gunshot wound sparking and trickling energon and blood. But the wound was much better than previously, whatever she had been shot with was rather powerful. Ratchet didn't divert his attention from what he was doing and acknowledged the mech entering.

"I take it the others are relieved that she'll be fixed soon?" He asked.

"Of course, but her father is going on a small rant about his child be chosen for such a dangerous mission." Nex rolled his purple optics.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from a parental unit. Could you check her brainwave activity? My servos are filled at the moment." Ratchet asks.

The neutral nods and goes to monitor the young Predacons brainwaves. He approaches the computer to see that her brainwaves were quite high, not high enough for consciousness, but more or less a dream. He hummed.

"It would seem that she's in a dream like state according to these readings." Nex said.