Elena wakes up and finds herself in the same room in the same berth. She didn't need to guess who brought her back since the person was standing in one corner of the room. And by the look on his face, she could guess that he was waiting his turn to speak For what she didn't need to ask when she felt something or someone hitching her waist back together. She looked in that direction and find one of those working mini-cons finishing the work.

"All done now." said mini-con. "I'm impressed that you managed to handle all that. You could have started to bleed from inside if they had kept it up or worse."

"I was expecting the worse," said Elena and tried to sit up.

"If that would've happened, you wouldn't be here," said Steeljaw with bit anger in his tone. "Mini-con, I would like to talk with your patient."

"Um, yes, sir." said mini-con bit worried. "I'll be near to make diagnose," it said before left the room. Elena tried to speak against, but mini-con already left outside.

"He is allowed to check you. He won't be ordered back to work with others," said Steeljaw as he sat down near her. He probably guessed why she was worried. In this Elena didn't reply and looked away. "I already told you, giving me a silent treatment won't..." he said before he got slapped hard right to his face.

"I know what you said!" yelled Elena. "But If you expect me to thank you for saving me and forget it, then you're wrong!"

"This is because of the mini-cons. Am I right?" asked Steeljaw.

"It sure is!" she yelled. "How dare you to do this to them. They're not slaves! You cons make me sick!"

"Look, I..."

"Don't try anything! You're not better than rest. You're one of the worse. I hate..." she yelled more until she stopped and placed her hand on her mouth.

"Is everything okay?" asked Steeljaw, since he notices that she started to look like...

Right, then Elena moved to the side of the berth and throw up to the floor. Luckily for her, it wasn't anything disgusting. It looked to be just energon, but considering that every Cybertronian has it, it could either means to clear the tanks (like puke) or that you're deadly sick (when you throw up blood).

Steeljaw was confused too. He didn't know she really meant that they make her sick or she really is sick for some reason. He got up and went to get mini-con quickly to check her. Once mini-con saw her condition it came quickly near her and started first ask questions of how is she feeling, did somewhere hurt, etc. By how Steeljaw saw her, she did look like she was going to throw up more, but why he didn't know. He was right in there. Soon as she felt another wave of nauseous to come, mini-con already helped her to the washroom to clear her tank. While she has calmed down a bit, mini-con came to Steeljaw.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It looks more like she is feeling nauseous. It's nothing deadly, though, her levels aren't showing anything life threat, but she, however, needs to refuel to recover properly."

"Do you know what caused it?"

"That I'm not sure. She didn't seem to have any signs of sickness when I last checked her. It looked like it came after that." said mini-con.

Steeljaw tried to think. Mini-con might have point. It must have happened after that. But the only thing that happened was that he tried to talk to her and then she started to yell at him. Obviously, she was going to say... Could it be possible?

"I'll go inform Saberhorn and Glowstrike," said Steeljaw and started to leave, but stopped at door and looked on mini-con. "Watch over her, until I come. If she stops throwing up, help her to get washed and put her back to rest."

"Yes, sir." said mini-con, before Steeljaw left.

While walking to command center Steeljaw had tried to think possible reasons for what was going on with Star Supreme. As he came there, Saberhorn and Glowstrike were there. Luckily to him, they didn't look so angry.

"So, how's our guest?" asked Saberhorn.

"She recovers from the beating," said Steeljaw. "She was going to say 'H' word to me."

"H as handsome?" asked Saberhorn jokingly.

"Hate, my friend," said Steeljaw.

"Not surprised," said Glowstrike. "What stopped her?"

"She started to throw up," said Steeljaw. In this Saberhorn and Glowstrike showed bit disgusted look.

"Do you know what caused it?" asked Saberhorn.

"I so far have a guess," said Steeljaw. "I don't usually ask this, but how about we let one mini-con to her."

"This isn't just because she might get sick again," said Glowstrike.

"Well, just in case," said Steeljaw. "But also calm her down. Otherwise, she might try to sneak out again and try free all mini-cons."

"I see what you're after with this," said Saberhorn. "But I don't think it will be a permanent solution."

"I know. I'm still thinking of it," said Steeljaw.

"Well, for your luck, there's plenty of them, so you may get that one mini-con," said Glowstrike.

"Thank you," said Steeljaw.

"It will be best if you also place a sign or something on that mini-con so others will know," said Saberhorn. "Otherwise She might use for advantage."

"Of course," said Steeljaw.

After talking about other matters Steeljaw was already heading back to his quarters. He managed to convince them to let one mini-con off the work, Saberhorn is right. It won't help all of it. She would calm down first, but she might try to get all mini-cons free sooner or later. He only hopes he could win her Spark before that. That is if it stops her doing anything reckless.

When he came to his quarters, he was relieved to see that everything has calmed down now. Elena was back on resting in berth, while mini-con finished cleaning the mess.

"How is she?" he asked from mini-con.

"She stopped throwing up a while ago and I help her to get washed and back to berth as you ordered." said mini-con. "Her levels are getting to normal readings, but it will be best to let her rest more couple of cycles."

"Good," said Steeljaw.

Right, then both heard soft mumbling and saw Elena getting up to sit.

"Miss Star, you should go back to rest." said mini-con.

"I'm fine," she said.

"That really depends on your attitude," said Steeljaw. "I may not be a doctor and I don't have any idea what caused you nausea, but I think it's because what you were about to say."

Elena remained to look at him confusedly and so did mini-con.

"You can't hate someone."

"That doesn't make any sense." said mini-con, but then covered it's mouth by realizing what had said. In this, Elena picked it up and hold near to protect it if Steeljaw tried to do something. Luckily Steeljaw didn't get mad.

"I know it sounds stupid, but we already know miss Star isn't ordinary Cybertronian," said Steeljaw. In this, Elena looked down, because she had a pretty good guess what he was meaning. "They say your main element is love. Meaning you have also certain limits. Like you must look after everyone's best interest. You can't allow injustice, mistreatment. It explains what happened back there. Which means you may hate some actions, but when it came to shouting at me, it means you can't hate a person." In this Steeljaw lift her chin to make her look on him. "Am I right?"

In this Elena closed her optics while tears started to come out. He was right. She can hate something like cruel actions or hurt people, but she can't hate the person who does it. It, however, makes sense. Sometimes, like in war, many people are ordered to kill against their own wishes, so you can't hate them, if not actions they do. And still, as Star of love, she can't hate someone. Mini-con looked up at her worriedly.

Then she felt something unexpected. Steeljaw kissed her on her forehead. Mini-con looked confused too, but mostly because it didn't know what kiss is. After that he let her be.

"By the way, I ask if one of the mini-cons will remain with you," said Steeljaw. "Considering that you already need help three times, having one near just case you get sick again."

"And that I forget the rest of mini-cons?" she asked.

Steeljaw sighs for that. He did expect this, but not so soon. She is too clever.

"I don't have many chances for that," he said. "It was enough that they allowed one for you. But even if I would have wanted to give all of them to you, It won't work."

"He is right." said mini-con. "Saberhorn and Glowstrike wouldn't let all of us go just like that."

"Wait, what?" said Elena. "Is Saberhorn leader here?"

"One of them actually." said mini-con. "There is...or was three members in leadership. Saberhorn, Glowstrike and Scorponok."

"Was?"

"Your friends handled Scorponok," said Steeljaw. "But after that, they picked me to the leadership team."

"Oh why I'm Not surprised," said Elena sarcasm. He was expecting that answer.

"By the way, I was asked to mark the mini-con, so others will know not to order it back to work."

"NO!" said Elena and hold tightly mini-con against her like a child would to a favorite toy. "You may claw up your team-mates, but I won't let you harm this one."

Steeljaw looked bit annoyed. It was either that she was making this hard or how she was holding mini-con at herself. To be honest, the way she holds mini-con, you may wonder could it choke on her chest. Oh great. Now she is making him feel jealous.

"Fine then," he said annoyed. "Then you can put something on it, so he won't be mistaken on others," he said before left the room.

Elena sighs for relief and lets go of mini-con.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes," said Minicon. "Although I almost get crushed by you"

"I'm sorry," she said, before notice the collar. "What is this?"

"Inhibitor collar." said mini-con. "They put it on us to prevent us to use our weapons and to transform."

"How awful."

"We have been put on work ever since Alchemor crashlanded," said Minicon.

"This truly is Alchemor." said Elena.

"Do you know about it?"

"It the very reason my father send Bumblebee and his team here," said Elena.

"Your father? As in Optimus Prime? There are Autobots here on this planet?" asked Minicon.

"Yes. My father is also here, but he is another side of the Earth looking for other Decepticons," said Elena. "But Bumblebee and others are nearby...wherever this is."

"That's great news!" said Minicon. "If there's any chance we could get help and take down all these cons before they get the ship fixed."

"Fixed?" asked Elena. "Are they trying to escape?"

"Soon as the ship is fixed, they intend to leave and go wherever they want." explained mini-con.

"Then we must do our best to slow that progress," said Elena. "But also we must think a plan to get help. Sending a message would be too risky, so one of us must escape."

"I agree on that, my lady," said Minicon. "Luckily we heard things have got slow since Saberhorn failed to get thermatanium."

"That was our doing," said Elena.

"It was?" asked Minicon and then sighs. "That's good. If it weren't for that, we would have been ahead of the schedule. But instead, we are way behind."

"Well, it might get more behind now," said Elena. "Fixit is probably checking every Decepticon activity and Bee and others may go to stop them from finding here."

"Fixit? He wouldn't be mini-con like us?" asked Minicon.

"Yes, " said Elena. " We found him when we got here. He has helped us a lot to catch criminals."

"He must have been in the section that got loose before the ship crashed." said mini-con.

"It may also explain why we couldn't find Saberhorn on the list when we found him," said Elena.

"Of course not." said mini-con. "The list you had holds only the criminals of that section only. The full list is held here, in the main computer."

"Thought so..." said Elena. "But right now we need to look the way escape. The sooner we get help the sooner this is over."

"You're right, my lady."

"No need to be official. You can call me Elena," she said smiling.

"Oh, okay. I'm Toolbox."

"Toolbox?"

"Is it weird?" asked Toolbox.

"No, no. It's a good name," she said and smiled again.

Toolbox couldn't help to notice that when she smiled he felt calm and not so scared. It must be something about her. She is Star Supreme after all. Maybe things are getting better now that she is here to help.