-If anything, our time apart brings my inner-demons back.-

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Amy:

... Flying Unicorns?

"... You are awake."

There was silence followed by the three single worlds, everything else was just still blurry for Amy. It was hard to think, painful to move, and impossible to feel. It was like a single-minded catastrophy circling around her, giving her no self-concious to think. And that was exactly the reason Amy didn't firstly recognize the voice, or the surroundings around her.

"... Rat-chet." Amy had dry throat. It took more than a minute for her, but the medic beneath her gave all time she needed. In the end, he needed to tell her something. For Amy's surroundings; she was laying on the backseat, her body crumpy to move a single arm, as she remained on her side. Lesser pain, worser headache. "... Why we're...?"

"On the move?" Ratchet gave her help, knowing himself that Amy could hear him driving. This was simple. But not for him to explain it to her. "Mostly the reason is because we're now haunted and chased by the Decepticons... since they managed to locate our base."

Amy remained silent for second.

"... W-hen?"

"Can't be told. What is now important for you to stop asking further questions and rest--" Amy looked down to feel her bump, not firstly remembering the fact that she was pregnant. "When Starscream exposed you out and into our atmostphere, it still remains as mystery for us that how you survived."

... Now I remember.

Colliding with the ground was one thing, but the followed pressure of the air, gravity of the ground and toxic of the atmostphere was much different of Earth. Much more stronger, deadlier, and odd. That was probably the only word Amy could describe such action, of being exposed to it. Odd.

".. Is everyone with?" Amy required, intending to stand up until the pain her arm caused was far too unbearable to take, so she layed back down with scoff. "Fuck... how'd you even manage to keep me alive? The pain's freaking unbearable..." Amy saw Ratchet's holoform which he had activated few seconds ago just remain still. No sign, or even able to talk. "... Is there something else I need to know, Ratch?"

... It was time to tell.

"Amy-- after Optimus and others retrieved your liveless body back to base with Jack, Miko and Raf in those pods... you were barely breathing." Amy were listening... carefully. "Jack had managed to stabelize your heart just in time and as for miracle, your both unborn children seems to live also. It was a wake-up call for all of us."

"... Wake-up call?" Amy asked, now starting to raise up slowly, but surely.

"It would be just too dangerous for you to carry your sparklings near us, look where it has brought us!" Ratchet glanced back at her, watching as she gritted her teeth tightely together and looked down. "So, for all of us to remain alive and to get you proper rest... we split up."

"Split up!?" Amy asked. "-- Around the country?"

"Around the globe, on other side of the world as near the Jasper, Nevada; it's challenging even for the Decepticons to locate us." Amy scoffed, finally able to sit up and turn to lean her back to the seat. Her blood started to stream much better also. "... It was for Optimus to deside. Not for us."

Optimus.

"He too?" The worry spreading all over Amy faded most of the pain also. It was him, his name who she was seeking for. But was unable. "Is he close? Is he alright?" Ratchet grabbed the wheel tighter, having Amy to bite her lip. "Ratchet!"

"... I don't know."

.

.

Of course. Silence was there to greet both of them yet again. But this time, with the knowledge of Optimus' unknown whereabouts. Amy expected Ratchet to know like he always does, but not this time. It was terrifying, she wasn't exactly there to deside what to do with him. And if the most-trusted field Medic couldn't tell...

"... Is he dead?"

Ratchet stopped his vehicle by the road, giving himself sometime to think until he turned to look back at Amy. The sterness, but sadness had both taken control of her face.

"No. At least I do not believe so..." The uncertainess in Ratchet's tone made Amy to turn her head away and bite her lip so hard so she wouldn't burst into tears. Her Guardian was out there, all alone. "He was the one who sent us out... I haven't have any contact with others either, because Decepticons could track us down by it."

"Again the Prime task, ay?" Amy had single tear slide down her cheek, which she quickly wiped away. "... So, besides we're in the...?"

"Australia."

"... Australia, how fun." Amy nodded, looking out at the hot atmostphere. Note, the sarcasm. "Despite the fact that we're in nowhere near Jasper Nevada, and no clue of where others are at, plus that the Prime himself is out somewhere where no one can tell, what the fuck are we supposed to do?" The girl demanded from Ratchet, who sighed in defense.

"We continue, until we have some clue of what's going on." Ratchet explained, his holoform moving onto the driver's seat. "Even though... I don't believe there is no longer such hope of our race's survival... now when Cybetron's restoring is out of the list."

Amy deepened her stare into the distance, giving a lonely time for herself. Did something happen back there since she went out?... but, if the world's in danger now and the Autobots have scatteted around. Does this mean it's the end? Of course she thought about her family also, but knew they were probably safe. Now, it was about her, Optimus, babies, Team Prime and Decepticons.

It's you and me.

"... Are you hungry?"

"I'm starving!"

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"Stop that."

Amy drank her soda, glancing back at each of the other customers which happened to walk past their table. She sighed as one didn't seem as Decepticon, until moved her hoodie bit down to glare up at the 'ready to kill' Ratchet. He had been tense ever since they arrived by the local restaurant where surprisingly happened to be burgers, soda, fries and deserts. In Australia!

"Remember; don't let your guard down." Ratchet only reminded her, tapping his blade remaining on his lap under the table and onto the table, making knocking voices. It was far beyond Amy's thoughts to be just sitting there, eating, as Ratchet would watch her back.

"I wouldn't even if I would be dead." Amy groaned, eating some of her fries now. She affored some to the non-relaxed Ratchet, who only raised his eyebrow. "Aww, come on. I don't want to eat all by myself... besides you need strenght also." She was now determined to hand them over, and fell into shock as Ratchet accepted them, smelling them first. "Oh God, they will eat you." Amy teased, grinning little as she ate one fry. Her hamburger was all eaten, so she couldn't exactly just puke it out and offer that to Ratchet.

Ratchet send a warning glance, tasting one fry by single bite. Amy couldn't believe herself to be so excited to watch Ratchet's reaction, since they hadn't been such 'great friends', but it would seem his opinion mattered also.

"... Not exactly as bad as I expected it to be." Ratchet stared the fry in his palm so carefully, that he may have seen the salt on it. Amy gave smile at this, drinking some of her soda.

"Do you think, that we'll ever find others?" Amy asked, staring her resting arm on the table. You have no idea, how painful it was Amy to just stand up and exit Ratchet's vehicle by herself. By time Ratchet did give her a hand, but her body had been so pained ever since the pod she remained 48 hours ago had almost paralized her.

"I hope. In the end, if they aren't--" Ratchet took a dose of his water, drinking it all down. "I see no reason why to continue." The cold look he made towards Amy was unbearably uncomfortable, which Amy narrowed her eyes.

"Giving up?" Amy asked. "Are you insane!?" Amy whispered, glancing back to check that no one weren't earsdropping them. "Ratchet, you've been acting strange ever since I woke up... if one time goes wrong, try again!" Amy reached up and other side of the table, rubbing his shoulder. "Like I did... like Optimus never gave up on me--" Amy sat down. "And look where we are." She looked down at her bump, wide smile spreading all over her face.

"... Your time's approaching." Ratchet could force small smile on his face. "Maybe we can hold on for them..."

Amy made simple nod in thankful manner, grabbing the soda once more and drinking it down now. There was a noice of someone stepping into the building, which Ratchet almost immdiately checked by looking over Amy. His face turned totally. He sat down, his eyes wide as he begun to wonder his eyes across the room.

"What?" Amy questioned, trying to glance back but had Ratchet to quickly reach over and stop her by grabbing her hand. They were now close, sharing maybe the longest stare as they tried to listen any voices. "Who came?"

"Vehicons." Ratched stated, glancing beside Amy to see some looking around. "I didn't know Megatron even gives them holograms..." He snarled, but relaxed smally as Amy placed her hand ontop of his.

"No fight." Amy glanced around the room. "Not in here..."

Ratchet made simple nod, standing up from the table and keeping mostly his eyes focused on Amy, until some points to notice Vehicons haven't noticed them. They simply pretended to chat in one table, as some were standing and glancing around. They kept low profile?

"Let's move then." Ratchet whispered, pulling Amy up as he helped her to support her legs. There was no wrong with them, she just couldn't move so fast by herself. And this if any time was supposed to move.

"You there-!"

Amy didn't have second time to think as Ratchet grabbed her feet from under her, running out of the restaurant with she safely in his arms. The Medic didn't want them to be caught, and stopping would only harm every one of them. Then again, it did reveal them as they heard yells and footsteps ran after them.

"Ratchet!?" Amy asked, glancing back. "Just for the info; they're gettin' on us!" She yelled, watching as none of them took any weapons out.

Have they become crazy?

... Or has Megatron ordered so?

"I do know well--" Ratchet swinged his own door wide open, placing Amy on the passenger seat as the door slammed close. His holoform was gone, same as a seat belt buckled up around Amy. The chasing turned out to be real. "Which is exactly the reason we need to leave!"

Ratchet hit metal to the petal.

Amy burried up and into the seat, grasping the leather tightely beneath her. The road Ratchet now drove on was surprisingly almost same like as in Jasper Nevada, freeway. The glance Amy made back to see Vehicons drove after them made her gritt her teeth.

"Should you use some firepower?" Amy suggested, glancing towards Ratchet's radio. It was wierd to talk to him since Amy had used to talk to Optimus. None the less; for her to make any decisions. Optimus was the Leader, and liked to go on by his rulers.

... Well. He most certainly did his job more than fine.

"No." Ratchet stated. "If there's a chance this is an ambush, I will keep you out of their reach. Besides my skills of fighting are much lesser than for others." Amy gave sigh at this, remaining to watch the Vehicon cars after them. "I can't keep you safe."

"You're doing just fine, Ratch." Amy cheered, until noticed few Vehicons speed up and reach soon them. Driving now beside Ratchet's each side. "Can't you bridge us out then!?"

"Not without the transporter! If I would have seen some use to it before we all left I would've took it with!" Ratchet pushed one aside, but had the other now trying to push him off of the road. "Even for an old bot--" Ratchet transformed enough so his arm came, he cutting the Con's hood off as he drove faster. "I still have few tricks of my own."

Amy remained there jaw wide.

Remind me not to angry our Medic up!

"-- Ratchet-!"

The anbulance went little sideways of the sudden impact, but quickly leaned back on his four wheels. Followed with grunt as he notified the remaining Vehicons, all and all four.

"... I believe I need to go on with your plan. Stay, quiet." Ratchet said, the transformation remains still unknown to Amy as she realized she had been put down on the ground, near a tree. It was dark, so she barely digured out how just pieces flew around.

"Ratch?" Amy required, standing up little hesitantly until she fell on her side. The ground he had left her was too high to climb. Probably for him to hide her. "Are you still there...?" Amy stood up on her knees, and now glanced up from the hole. But she got herself soon back as a faceplate almost jumped up in front of her. "... Ratchet!?"

"Didn't I tell you to keep it quiet?" Ratchet groaned, grabbing Amy and pulling her up. He settled her down on her own feet as he let her explore the surroundings, and now the dead Vehicons. He saw her expression turn into surprised side. "... Let's move then."

Ratchet transformed, Amy slowly jumping into his cab.

.. Well. It went better than I thought.

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