The world around her seems to be moving in slow motion. She couldn't focus on what's going on around her. The only thing she could hear was the beat of her own heart. It was like a large drum pounding in her ears. Everything was rushing past her, but she knew she wasn't running. It was like she was floating but she couldn't figure out how. Nothing seemed to make sense to her. She tries to look up, but couldn't move. She was frozen. The bright electric green and blue vortex caused a shiver to run down her spine. It was only for a few seconds and they landed on the other side. The world slowly came back to her. She realized she was being carried by Dreadwing. He had her up near his face and was trying to talk to her. She still couldn't hear what he was saying. She only saw his mouth moving. She stared at his lips moving, trying to understand. She opened her mouth to try and talk, but nothing came out. She tried hard to focus, but instead of the world coming back to her, darkness consumed her and she fell back against the large metal hand.

"Ratchet, what's happening? What's wrong with her?" Dreadwing questioned. He looked down at her, holding her close to his spark.

"I need you to bring her over here. June will help asses her." Ratchet started walking over to a small gurney. June already waiting. Dreadwing brought her over and laid her down gently.

"She passed out from shock. What happened while she was with the Decepticons?" June looked up at Dreadwing.

"Megatron was using her to create new weapons." Dreadwing started.

"But none of those weapons worked. If Shelby made them, you all would be dead." Interrupted Miko.

"She also caused them to fail after a certain point of them being used. Though Megatron figured out what she was doing and was going to kill both of us, if she didn't create one that would work..." He went on to continue what went on while on the warship. When he told them about Silas and how he was Shelby's father.

"Wait, Silas is her father? No way?" Smokescreen freaked.

"Her whole family was murdered. And he was behind it?" Arcee said confused.

"Is that why Shelby passed out?" Raf asked.

"That kind of news would put anyone in shock. She had so much processing in her brain, that her body didn't know how to react. So, it shut down. She will be fine, but I can't say anything about her mental health right now. She will need to see a phycologist. After this kind of experience, I doubt she will ever be the same again." June explained.

Dreadwing looked away in shame. "This is all my fault." He whispered.

"This is not your fault, Dreadwing. You saved her from a much worse fate. She is going to need your more now than ever. She would not want you to think down on yourself." Optimus declared.

Dreadwing looked back over at Shelby. She looked as if she was sleeping peacefully. For the first time in ages.

*Shelby's mind*

"I killed them." Silas's voice echoed in the darkness of my mind.

He killed them. I still don't know if he killed the others, but I'm sure he was in on it. They are all gone, because of a man I used to call father. There are so many unanswered questions. I stood in the middle of the darkness. His voice still ringing in my mind. My siblings start to form in the darkness. My brothers and sisters. They are all smiling at me. I wipe a tear out of my eye and smile back. I start trying to walk to them. I just want to feel them. I want to know if they are real. I need a hug or something. I miss them so much. As I start to get closer, I feel something change in the air. I watch as their skin on their body's start to deteriorate. Their smiles turn into horror. I try and run away, but I can't move. My feet seem glued to the floor.

I fall down, I try and try to get up. I scratch and claw at the ground, trying to get away. The decomposed body of my siblings start circling me.

"Its your fault, you know." They say in unison.

"You wanted to leave and do your own thing. You wanted to become something better. You left us to die." They cried out.

I was crunched in the fetal position, covering my head. Tears are streaming down my face.

"I didn't do anything. I didn't know that would happen." I whimpered to myself.

"You were never there. You left us. You were to late. It will always be your fault we are dead." They continued.

"I'm sorry." I cry.

*Back to the bots*

"She has brain activity. I'm surprised she hasn't woken up yet." June mentioned.

Dreadwing was seated on the berth next to Shelby. Ratchet was finishing up patching him up from his fight with Megatron and Knockouts incomplete patch job. He didn't do a bad job, Dreading was able to get Shelby back to the Autobots.

"When was she supposed to wake up?" He asked the nurse.

"She should of been up maybe 10 minutes ago. There must of been more damage done than we can see." June wondered.

"Well Silas did try to kill her." Dreadwing stated.

"Either way. It's been over an hour. But she could also be exhausted. So her body might be trying to rejuvenate itself." She explained.

"Could her nightmares have something to do with it?" Asked Ratchet.

"Nightmares?" Dreadwing raised his voice. "What nightmares?"

"The first night you two stayed here, I was up checking on you and I heard her talking in her sleep. The she woke up panting and when I asked her about it. She just told me it was a nightmare and she gets them often." Ratchet explained.

"That could be a possibility. She could be lost in a dream like state. I need to get her to a real doctor. She needs a scan done on her brain." June stated.

"But I won't be able to see her. I can't be with her when she wakes up. You can't take her away." Dreadwing pleaded.

"Dreadwing, she needs a real doctor. You do want her to get better don't you?" June argued, but she didn't want to upset the titian. Dreadwing wants Shelby to get better, but he also wants to be with her.

"Take her." Dreadwing says and turns and walks away. June watches him leave.

"Ratchet think we could transport her in the back of your vehicle mode?" She asks the medic.

*Shelby's mind*

"Hello! Is anybody out there?" I yell in the darkness that surrounds me.

"Anybody?"

I feel like I've been trapped in here for days, years. I don't even know anymore. I just want to get out. I'd be just fine with my siblings tormenting me again. If it means I'll have company. The silence is killing me.

"Hello!!!" I scream.

Nothing. Nothing but silence and darkness. I sit down on the floor and pull my knees into my chest. I had no more tears to cry. I hung my head down low, resting on my knees. I feel something rest on my shoulder. I immediately look up in fear and back away.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." I recognize the soft sweet voice. Fear slowly leaves my face and new tears start to fall.

"Mom?" I question.

"It's me baby." She says sweetly resting her hand on my cheek. I lean into her touch. It's just as I remember, smooth and warm.

"Mom, I'm scared." I tell her, letting myself fall apart.

"I know honey. I wish you didn't have to be apart of this." She says to me.

"What happened to dad? Why did he kill you and Brandon? Did he kill the others too?" I questioned.

"We lost dad a long time ago. It only took me years to find out. I don't have very many answers for you. I know you want to know." She looked away from me as she said this. I dropped my head. This is just my mind. She is just a figment of my imagination. She only knows as much as I do.

"I love you, baby." She hugs me close and kisses the top of my head.

"I love you too, mom."

*Back to reality*

Ratchet and June get Shelby to the hospital in Jasper, Nevada. She has him pull up by the emergency doors, so she will have help getting Shelby out. They immediately rushed her inside. June told Ratchet to go back to base, she will contact them of any changes. Without a word, he drove off. June went back in and started to talk with the other nurses and doctors. Telling them what they needed to know. Of course leaving out the Autobots and Decepticons. They sent Shelby in right away to get a Cat scan. They needed a clear view of her brain. One doctor thinks she might of put herself in a self induced coma from the trauma. June bit her lip in worry. Dreadwing would not like to hear that.