Song: Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse.

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My hands shook furiously in fear once again while holding hand-gun with my now dirty hands. My heart thumped against my chest and for a second I thought it would explode any second. I choked out uneven breathes like my lungs had failed me and decided not to work for my body any longer.

Dust and dirt floated lazily and uneasily in the air. The once load gunshots became quiet and had left the dirt field back to its deserted state.

The gun I held hadn't fired, I couldn't press the trigger, but the red Decepticon now layed on the dirt ground with a blue substance leaking from it's chassis. A wound that had killed him instantly. The Decepticons once bright glowing Ruby eyes were now dull and lifeless.

"Hazel!" Ironhide's voice ran through my hearing, but I didn't respond. I couldn't. All I could do was shake uncontrollably and sob loudly.

It was Mission City all over again, and again. Why can't I escape this? Why is it haunting me?

I heard movement behind me, but I didn't dare look. I was in fear of seeing those demonic red eyes appear if I did.

A hand suddenly grasped my shoulder making me flinch and let out a silent scream. My eyes shut tightly as tears leaked them from the corners, sliding down my cheeks and dripping off my jawline into the dry desert sand.

A pair of hands slowly and gently took out the gun that was in my loosening shaky grip. My hand flew to my face instantly, covering my tear stained cheeks and most likely puffy red eyes and nose. My brown hair fell across my face messily and stuck to the wet patches on my skin.

I stiffened instantly when I felt a pair of strong and warm arms wrap around my shaking frame. In response, I flew my arms around the persons chest and sobbed in their chest hiding my face.

"It's okay, I'm here. I told you, I'll always be there for you" Ironhide whispered to me in my ear, resting his chin on my head that nodded in response.

Tears escaped my eyes faster and harder at the words spoken to me. A whimper escaped my vocal cords and I hugged him even tighter than before, scared he will disappear too.

"Ironhide... is Hazel hurt?" A familiar voice spoke up, making me freeze in embarrassment that I was literally crying my eyes out. I didn't know there were other people around... or bots.

"No Ratchet, she is just shaken up.", Ironhide told ratchet calmly, his chin leaving my head to obviously look at Ratchet whom hummed loudly in response. Thinking.

"Keep a close eye on her, she may br having a panic attack" Ratchet stated seriouslt, making Ironhide nod and rub my back from that. A hiccup left my lips.

"Understood Ratchet...How is William?" Ironhide asked a tint of worry heard in his voice from the question, making my lips twitch upwards slightly in appreciation. It was obvious Ironhide cared deeply William and his safety.

"No lofe threatning Injuries, just some fractured ribs. Lennox may suffer some slight balancing problems though, since his semi circular tubes were slightly damaged in his left ear." Ratchet paused at this and weighed the other symptoms the male had.

"-Plus a slight concussion doesn't help the matter...Lennox will overall just need a good night rest" Ratchet explained while walking closer to us after noting I had calmed down quite a bit.

Looking up from Ironhides chest. I notice Ratchets blue eyes glint with amusement from the sight. Making me flush in embarrassment.

Ratchet coughed gaining my attention properly and Ironhides. Ironhide glared at Ratchet who smirked at him in return, before quickly going serious again. "I suggest you take Hazel and William home. She too should rest for a couple of days"

I groaned knowing he meant I needed a couple days off school, which I didn't mind, but it did make me wince at the very idea of missing school after just starting again.

My mind wondered to Aneska and Nathan at the thought of school. I now feared their safety once again, they could end up in a battlefield in any second like I had. Their families could end up in danger in a blink of an eye like mine did.

My heart dropped in despair. In reality;

They are already in danger.

"Come on" Ironhide helped me to my feet, instantly breaking my chain of thoughts and letting me go as we stood. "Let's get out of here and get you home"

I couldn't find my voice to reply, so I nodded once again. Keeping a firm grasp on his black leather cuff of his sleeve while he escorted me to his scratched and dented up Alt-form.

Looking around, I noticed Ratchet and Chromia there before hopping in the passenger seat. They were obviously there to grab the remains of the Decepticon that had been killed by Ironhide.

I looked over my shoulder to see William laying down in the back of the truck sleeping. Bandages covered his ribcage. Worry flooded my body at the sight, but it dulled slightly when remembering that Ratchet said he would be fine.

I wiped away my remaining tears off my face and looked back out the window to see what the Autobots were discussing.

"I guess Knockout is out of the lists of Decpeticons needed to be offlined, hopefully." Chromia's voice spoke up from her alt-mode making Ratchet scoff in annoyance.

So that was his name: Knockout.

"I am surprised he was still alive from our last encounter. Knowing him, he will somehow be back. They always have theit tricks." Ratchet mumbles out irritated.

Chromia re-adjusted her review mirrors on her alt-mode to face Ratchets form. "They never seem to offline, do they Ratchet?" Chromia spoke with much emotion, the most outlining one was regret.

"Sadly. No" Ratchet responds with a short answer.

I sighed and zoned out of their small talk at that. I curled into a ball and leaned against the door, before I knew it exhaustion hit me like no tomorrow and sleep clouded my mind once again.

I felt a rough hand catch my head before it hit the window and guide it back to the seat. I already knew who it was, so I left my eyes closed. A warm leather jacket was soon thrown ontop of me and a small smile hit my lips as I curled into the fabric.

"I got you." was the mutter I last heard before I was swept away into oblivion.