Sunstreaker carrys me to the main hangar and hands me to Ratchet who glares at the twins making me frown. ‘Hey Ratchet!’ I tell him through the bond and he stops glaring at the twins and returns to his usual level of grumpiness. Ratchet opens a groundbridge and the twins follow Bulkhead through I feel worry for the twins but brush it off. My phone beeps and I pull it out to see a text from my pen-pal Andromeda or Andy <Hey Red> I quickly type an answer <Hey Andy!> I slide down the rail beside the stairs and walk out of the main hangar and down the hall to mine and Ratchets berth room. After entering the code and walking in my phone beeps and I pull it out to see another text <I heard about your Mom I’m sorry, how are you taking it> I shake my head to clear it of memories and reply <As well as I can considering the situation> I reply before grabbing my laptop out and opening it to Wattpad a really cool site I go on all the time even though I haven't been on lately. I type a message to my 147 followers.

 (Hey guys sorry I haven't been on lately my Mom passed away but my new family has been awesome. Sorry if I don’t update as often for a while :[ )

I open my inbox and see I have a message from my friend whose username is um_guys_just_no. -(Why haven’t you been on in forever?!)- I roll my eyes we’ve been talking for a little while and got along really well. -(Read the message I sent to my followers)- I reply before logging off. I open my drive to start a new poem

‘Alone’ = below text

         ‘Slow breath,

Red sight,

Wishing for eternal night,

Pain until the numbness comes

A savior comes to give you rest,

takes your pain as their own

and never again are you alone.’

I upload it on Wattpad and right as I finish someone knocks on the door and Bulkhead steps in and he has several dents all over his armor. “Ratchet needs you in the med-bay, Sides is hurt.” I shove my laptop in its bag and quickly bolt down the hall and slow to a walk as I enter the med-bay and see the golden twin leaning against the wall with a scowl on his faceplates. I walk quietly over to him and stand next to his pede and nudge it. His optics snap to me and his posture relaxes slightly and crouches down putting his servo down for me to climb on. I carefully step onto his servo and he lifts me up to around his spark and I sit on his palm with my right leg hanging off the side. I look up to see his angry optics glaring at the wall and a feral snarl erupts from his chest making me jump slightly. I put my hand on his hand and rub it in circles and feel him relax slightly but not as much as I’d hoped. ‘Hows he doing?’ I ask Ratchet sending a wave of worry as I watch Ratchet weld part of the armor back on his arm. 

‘Sideswipe will be fine he has had worse.’ Ratchet answers not seeming surprised I asked. I put my chin in my hand and put my elbow on my knee lost in thought. I feel the part of me that took over and used my powers during the scraplet attack trying to get my attention. Wait, I healed Ratchet I should be able to do the same for Sides! I tap Sunstreakers hand and motion to myself and the berth. He sends me a look but slowly places me on the berth as if not to alert Ratchet. I walk to Side's uninjured arm and climb so I am standing next to his spark chamber. My power side begins to thrum and my senses increase by tenfold. I can feel all of the bots in the base and I even feel one in my room. My laptops a bot! Focus Flare. I place my palms above his spark-chamber and focus on the huge gash that is not that far from a major energon vein. My right palm glows gold and my left palm glows silver as I see the metal refuse itself. I hear Sunstreaker gasp as I move my focus to his pede which has the wheel at an odd angle. After I finish healing his major injuries I try to stop my powers from doing anything else so I don’t end up drained again but it won’t listen. 

Ratchet says something that I don’t hear because my pulse is thundering in my ears to go along with the headache. I can feel Ratchets worry and I can sense Sunstreakers worry threw my powers which still refuse to stop. I can sense Sides waking up and I look at his just onlined optics which are brimming with worry. Sideswipe scoops me up and holds me to his spark and instantly the pain stops with my powers and a rush shoots through my veins. I can tell thetwins felt it too because they both shiver. “By the allspark.” I look at Ratchet whose mouth is hanging open as he looks between the 3 of us. A spark of anger shoots through our bond and he grabs a wrench and goes to throw it at Sunstreaker. ‘Ratchet don’t!’ I yell through the bond and he freezes optics snapping to my eyes. “Sunstreaker return to your berth-room, Sideswipe remain here with Flare while I get Optimus.” When Sunstreaker leaves I feel like something is missing but I can still sense him through Sideswipes spark. “Well we’re fragged.” Sideswipe says and I give him a weird look as the door opens and Optimus and an angry Ratchet enter. “It seems as if you're powers are not the only thing about you that are..... Inhuman.” Optimus chooses his words carefully to not offend me. ‘Ratchet? What’s he talking about?’ I ask through the bond but he doesn’t answer making me nervous.

“It seems that like cybatronions you have a spark, and like some cybatronions you have a spark-mate or in this case spark-mates.” Optimus says calmly and I send a wave of confusion through Ratchets and I’s bond. “Soul-mates in human terms, if you were away from them for too long it would cause you physical pain.” Ratchet explains making Sideswipe snarl lightly. “Also because of the twins being from Kaon they will be protective of you and possessive.” Ratchet adds glaring slightly at Sideswipe who flinches back. “Ratchet will explain more about spark-mates later but it seems being near the twins is beneficial I would ask you to show them around Jasper.” Optimus asks giving Ratchet a pointed look who grumbles something about injured beyond repair.

Authors Note: Holy skata Ratchet can Smile is #13 of transformers prime stories!! It's also sweet to have over 2,500 reads!! Holy crabs thank you all it's a privlege to write for you ~Mell