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Journal entry; all Hell

Yeah...it broke loose.  That little temper tantrum I thought I wanted to see?  I take it back.  It was really scary actually.  Something about a p~i~s~s~e~d OFF giant alien robot who knew exactly how much damage he could do to a being without taking them off the 'active duty' list is not as amusing as fanfiction made it out to be.
Sideswipe was going to feel it...let's just say that.  And me?  Well, Ratchet wasn't going to hurt me...

~Aurian Fae

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"You are not serious."  Aurian glared at the offensive little thing Ratchet was preparing to latch onto her.
"It's become painfully obvious I cannot trust you to stay here.  Since I cannot watch you every klik this will have to do."  Before she could protest further Ratchet grabbed the woman's leg and affixed the small device.  It was nothing much, more like a bracelet then anything.  He had even gone as far as to make it more decorative then necessary just to make the little device slightly more acceptable for the woman.
"Ratchet!"  Aurian protested, though no amount of squirming was going to release her from his grip as he secured the thing with... "Are you welding it on?"
"Yes."
"What!?  You can't do that!"
"It appears that I can."
"I'm not an animal!"
"No, but you are a rather stubborn human woman with a tendency to ignore perfectly sound medical direction."
"I went for a walk, it's not like I left the base!"
"Not this time."
"I was coming back!"
"And you suffered from a delirious attack of your damaged psyche.  It could easily have been much worse."
"But it wasn't!"
"That is not the point."  Ratchet examined the weld.  The small metal band was substantial enough that even a strong mech could not easily break it, its weak point would be the weld but only if he didn't finish it properly.  "You are injured, both in mind and body.  Until you are fully recovered you will remain under medical observation."
"Medical observation...you mean baby sat.  I can take care of myself Ratchet."
"Under normal circumstances I would be inclined to agree."
"You're an aft."
Ratchet, satisfied with his work, released Aurian's leg.  "You are to remain in the med bay and rest until further notification.  Any attempts to leave will set off an alarm throughout the base."
"The base?  As in; escaped convict type of set off alarms?"
"As in; stay in the med bay."
Aurian sighed.  There was no arguing at this point.  At least the little 'house arrest' bracelet was pretty.  It was a rounded silver band with interesting scroll work done to it and small shiny stones set here and there.  As she studied it she noticed a small pattern that she recognized, "You wrote on it."
"Yes."
She studied the small lines.  They were Cybertronian, she knew the alphabet however despite what science fiction told her about translating alien to human...it wasn't English.  "What does it say?"
"Nothing important."
"Ratchet!"
The medical officer just laughed as he moved on to his next duty.  "I want you to try and rest for a while.  I want to run some tests later to check on your progress."
Just the word 'tests' made Aurian's heart leap into her throat.  "Okay."  She stated meekly.  She really didn't want to think about 'tests' and all the horrible things that were attached to that word now.  "Hey, Ratchet?"
"Yes?"
"Where's Roddi?  I haven't seen him."
"He has been busy."  Aurian noticed the way the mech wouldn't look at her when he spoke, not his usual 'I'm doing something don't bother me' way of not looking but the 'I'd rather not go into this' way.
"Doing what?"  What could they possibly have him doing on a military base?  Roger was a research technician, what use could they have... "Ratchet?"  The mech was pointedly not answering.
"He is fine."
"That's not what I asked."
"Get some rest."  With that Ratchet left the main med bay, retreating to some back room.  Aurian knew that the surgical facilities and storage were back there but that was the extent of her knowledge.
"Damn it Ratchet."  She glared after him, then down at the sliver bracelet on her ankle.
"They've finally tagged their little pet."  A far too amused voice chuckled.
"Shut up 'Cade."  This only made the mech laugh more.  "They don't know who they're messing with."  She growled.  If Roger was still on the base and they had him locked up she was going to give them more Hell then they knew what to do with.  Adversely if they had him working on the base...well, Roger didn't have the same dislike of making weapons as she did and she knew the man would jump at the chance to get his hands on some alien technology.
"What's the matter human?  Don't you like your masters new label?"
"Shut up 'Cade!"
"Next they will build you one of those fancy little pet homes with all the amenities.  Maybe they'll even give you a cute little name..."
"'Cade!  Shut it or I'm going to come over there and rip out wires until I find the one that goes to your voice box!"
This did stop his mocking comments but his laughter still rolled through the empty med bay.  Aurian was half tempted to act on her promise but she had other problems at the moment.  She scoured everything she could see for something 'newish' that would trigger the alarms connected to her new 'bracelet'.
The hunt lasted hours and she came up with a lot of interesting things but not what she was looking for.  She was forced to abandon the search when Ratchet returned.
"I thought I told you to rest?"
"I thought I said you were an aft."
"Aurian..."
"Shove it."  She wasn't happy and she had no problem making sure the medic knew it.  "What do you want?"
Ratchet sighed.  He had expected Aurian to be displeased with his decision but it made it no easier to take.  "I need to examine you."
Aurian's anger fled her completely, thoughts of Scalpel flooding her mind.  "Do you have to?"
"Aurian, you know I won't harm you."  It still hurt to see the woman so frightened by him.  It didn't matter that he wasn't the one to have done the damage to her she was still fearful of what he was, of what he did and that didn't make anything easy.
"I know.  I'm sorry.  I just can't stop it."
"How about I just scan you this time, that should suffice for now."
"Thank you."
Scans provided plenty of information.  In most cases that would be all he needed, however there were things that he needed more information then a scan could provide and in Aurian's case, there were a lot of things.  He needed to test her blood to see what long term affects the energon had had on her among other things.
As he expected to find, her heart rate was elevated and she was in what could be categorized as a mild panic state.  There was an anomaly near her heart that had him concerned, however any closer examination of it would have to wait.  "I'm done."
Releasing a breath she had not been fully aware she was holding Aurian felt a shiver coarse through her body.  "This really sucks."  She groaned.  She trusted Ratchet with her life, the mech had saved her enough times already, yet she couldn't stop the fear that shot through her anytime she thought about him being related to anything medical.
"Give it time."
"It's not fair!  You've never hurt me, I shouldn't be scared of you."
"It isn't fair what Scalpel did to you.  You're still coming to terms with the ordeal and it will take time."
Even the mention of the little mech brought memories of his little claws digging in her skin.  Forcing the thoughts away she tried to find something else to focus on.  "Where's Roddi?"  She chose the conversation Ratchet had walked away from previously, her annoyance sufficiently banishing Scalpel from her mind.
"At this particular point in time?  I'm not sure."
"I want to see him."
Ratchet considered the thought for a bit, "I may be able to arrange for that."
"Arrange for it?  What has to be arranged?"
With a sigh Ratchet shook his head, "Aurian, he is a civilian thrown into a situation he knows nothing about.  There are procedures to follow."
"What?  Like what I went through?  Roddi doesn't know anything!"
"No."  Ratchet could see Aurian was concerned for the man, her friend, and wanted nothing more then to be sure he was not coming to harm.  "You were special.  Don't worry, Roger Campton is being treated respectfully."
"Is he a prisoner?"
"Not per say."
"Why?"
"Well, he..."  Was it really wise to tell her what the man had done to get himself in his current position?  "While we were absent from the base he trespassed into a restricted area and aided Sideswipe in disobeying orders for medical confinement, damaging several retainment units in the process."
"Uh huh...so he waltzed into the brig and busted Sideswipe out."
"In simpler words, yes."
"But if he hadn't..."
"That has been taken into consideration."
"Which is why he's not officially a prisoner?"
"Yes."
"Can I at least talk to him for a little while?  Let him know I'm okay?  He'll worry."
"He has been assured that you are recovering."
"Yeah, that sounds like I'm invalid."
"I will speak with the appropriate people and see what I can do."  Ratchet smiled a little, he liked that Aurian's spunk was returning.  Perhaps she wasn't as troubled as they feared.
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"So you've never heard of them?"
"How many times..."  Roger clinched his teeth, this was all getting so redundant.  "Like I said, I think I remember Aurian saying something once or twice but I've never heard of these...things."
"You were able to hack their systems pretty easily."
"Because that's my lively hood.  I've hacked programs, complicated ones, for over fifteen years.  I'm proficient."
"You didn't seemed surprised by them."
"Surprised?  No, I wasn't surprised I was blown away!"  Honestly Roger didn't understand why they were so stuck on his reaction to giant, apparently alien, robots.  "I mean, can you imagine?  An entire race of walking, talking, thinking robots?  That's fantastic!  I can't say I was thrilled to have them shooting at me but still!"
The man interviewing him today was tall, lanky and apparently hated his job more then anything.  He didn't even seem to be listening to what Roger was saying, just going through the list of questions he was supposed to ask.  There had been several others, they always asked 'similar' questions though almost never the exact same ones.  They were trying to find a hole in his story that would make him somehow an accomplice to...what?  Alien invasion?
"Come on, how long is all this going to go on for?  I mean...I guess I don't really have a job to go back to considering the place was destroyed but my dog is probably starving."
The man glared at Roger.  "Until we have come to a conclusion one way or another."  A strange sound drew the man's attention away from Roger to his pocket instead.  He pulled out his cell phone and glanced at the ID, then glared at Roger again, "I will be back in a minute, excuse me."  He stood even as he answered the phone and headed for the door.  "What?  Oh, excuse me sir!  You're calling from a different number."  The man stopped with his hand on the door and looked back at Roger again, "Yes.  But we aren't done.  I see.  Yes.  Good-bye."  Not breaking his glare the man closed his phone and tucked it back into the pocket he had pulled it from.  "It seems you're presence is requested elsewhere.  Please come with me."
"What?  Where?  Another room that I can sit in for endless hours while people ask me pointless questions?"
"Does it really matter?"  The man opened the door and started walking.
Roger supposed he assumed that he would follow since there was no where else to go but Roger was feeling decidedly non-compliant.  He had been nothing but agreeable with these people since they hauled him off to this...place, somewhere away from the area that the yellow Camero had brought him yet still screaming 'military installment'.  They hadn't treated him badly, so to speak, but they sure hadn't treated him like an innocent bystander either.  It seemed they suspected him of being some kind of spy or something along those lines.  So, he just sat there.
Several minutes later the man returned, looking extremely unhappy.  "What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"You need to come with me."
"Tell me where I'm going and maybe I'd feel more compelled to follow."
"Perhaps I should tell Miss Towns you do not want to see her?"
"What?"  Roger lept from his seat, "You didn't say we were going to see her!  How could you say 'does it matter' when you're talking about her?  Of course it matters!"  Roger was already halfway out the door before he turned back to the man, "Well?"
Rolling his eyes the man once again lead the way through the halls.  Most of what he saw he recognized from his trip to this area but they soon passed beyond that into an area he hadn't seen.  There were people everywhere but he easily noticed a few of the robots as well.  It seemed that the blue one he hadn't really had the chance to meet was discussing something with the one he had known to be the 'Ratchet' robot Aurian had so badly wanted to get to all those days ago.
"Ah, Mister Campton."  Ratchet acknowledged the humans approaching him with a slight nod.  "Thank you for coming.  Aurian really wanted to see you."
"How is she?"  Roger felt nervous about finally getting to see her after finding her locked inside some alien briefcase.  She had looked so near death he was terrified what permanent damage may have been done.
"She is still recovering but I would say she is doing rather well."  Ratchet noted the doubt in the man's eyes.  "The physical damage to her is healing nicely."  He explained, "She is having a few psychological setbacks but those too will heal in time."
"Where is she?"
Ratchet dismissed the man that had accompanied Roger to the Medical wing then lead Roger on.  "It is important that she takes it easy so she is currently staying in the med bay."
"How are you managing that?"  Roger had known Aurian for a few years and never had he known her to 'take it easy'.
"It has been...interesting."
At this Roger laughed.  Apparently Aurian could frustrate all medical personnel, not just human ones.  "She can be a handful."
"That is an understatement."
"Roddi!"  The man found himself bombarded almost the instant they entered the med bay as the woman of their conversation crushed him in a hug.  "Oh my Gods!  I was so worried about you!  Are you alright?  Are they treating you okay?  I'm so sorry I dragged you into this, I never thought they'd come after me!  And the lab!  It was destroyed wasn't it?  So many people..."
"Aurian!"  Roger laughed at her, hadn't this roll been reversed not so long ago?  "I'm alright.  The lab was destroyed but everyone's okay.  How are you?"
"I'm..."
"Still recovering."  Ratchet interrupted.  "Take it easy."
"Fine."  Aurian finished.  "He worries too much."
"Hardly."  Ratchet left the two humans to their reunion.  It was nice to see Aurian so happy after everything she had been through.  Ratchet found himself regretting how the mere appearance of the Cybertronians could destroy lives so completely.  First the soldiers at Qatar, then Sam and Mikaela, now Aurian and Roger...
Roger was amazed by Aurian's appearance.  Last he had seen her she looked of death but now, a few neatly stitched cuts and some interesting scars aside, she looked alive.  "You have interesting adventures."  He stated simply.

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Journal entry continued; true friends

After everything Roddi still stood by me.  I guess I had never really thought about our friendship more then in passing before but surviving alien attack and the military inquisition had brought our relationship to a point where he could part with me and no one would even question why.  Still he sat and talked with me like his entire world hadn't just been flipped upside down!  Strong man.  Crazy, but strong.
Thanks Roddi.

~Aurian Fae
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