MINE

 

"Miss." A deep, warm and concerned voice sofly roused the freed girl from her sleep "You need to awake."

*blinking groggily i sit up and rub my eyes cutely blinking up at the new voice* hn?

Kneeling beside Bee's opened door, the immense form of the Autobot's leader towered, the gaze in his azure optics overshadowed with concern.

Attempting to make himself as small as possible as not to frighten the young woman, the Cybertronian held out his hand toward her, offering to aid her in steeping out.

 

*my eyes widen as i take in the sight of the massive mech and nervously timidly i accept his help in getting out. i wince slightly finding my legs asleep from the long journey and the awkward way i had seated myself. i swallow nervously and look around with a small frown taking in the sights and sounds*

Helping her out, the Autobot leader noticed her difficulties walking and gently scooped her up in one of his servos, carefully carrying her with him from the warm interiour of the black and yellow Camaro, who, once the small ex-Decepticon had jumped out, transformed himself back into his natural shape, following his commander through the vast  modern military complex.

As he carried the small female, the Cybertronian spoke again.

"You are safe here." Looking down at his fragile protegee, a saddened smile formed across his mechanical features. "Welcome to the Autobot base."

*i squeak holding onto a giant thumb as im scooped up. blushing i hold on tight and look around with wide eyes. jumping slightly from his voice i look up at him craning my neck abit to look at his optics and nod blushing timidly. realizing i still have tear stains on my cheeks i try and roughly rub them off sniffling slightly. seeing his sad smile i tilt my head slightly with a frown* t-thankyou~.......why are you sad sir? *i blink innocently up at him*



"It saddens me that your planet, your only home, and your race, have become innocent victims of a needless war." the massive mechanical being spoke.

"I am sorry."

*says nothing and looks away sighing sadly aswell. yawns slightly still tired and blushes covering mouth mumbling a sorry*

Carrying her gently, the Cybertronian made his way to a smaller section furnished with a sofa, bed, table and chairs and set her down beside the bed.

"You have been through much more than any human should have to endure." he spoke, his voice rich, deep and warm. "This will be your quarters, for now, until it is safe for you to lead a normal human life. Feel free to go anywhere you like, you are not a prisoner."

*smiles up at him timidly and  tilts head cutely* thankyou~ *goes to get down and pauses. asks timidly and sadly* s-sir? what happened to the decepticons? *wants to just ask what happened to barricade*

Kneeling beside her to seem smaller and not as threatening, the Autobot sighed.

"They are alive and unharmed." he stated. "We came to a temporary agreement."

* my eyes widen and gain alittle of their spark back as i smile timidly and ask* a-agreement? *looks somewhat excited*

"Yes." came the reply. "Autobots never attack first, and always strive to keep violence to a minimum. Decepticons, however, attacks when ever they can, striking down both the peaceful and the unarmed. The only reason they did not attempt to pursue us, is you. They know that by attacking us, you could come to harm, and if you should expire, they have lost the battle. You are too valuable to them, and so they fell back." Optics whirring her into a closer focus, the massive alien searched her tear streaked face, his own showing boundless compassion, strength and sadness. "Your Barricade is unharmed."

*my head snaps back up my eyes widening in surprise. i dip my head my face turning a briliant red blushing in embarrassment. i shift from foot to foot blushing and mumble timidly* o-oh ermmm t-thankyou~ hem~ *looking at feet blushing*

 

A slight smile of understanding wound it's way across his faceplates at her reaction.

"You do not need to feel shame over your emotions." he spoke. "They are a natural part of you, and make you who you are."

Looking away then, closing his optics as though he was in pain, the Autobot leader spoke once more, his voice rife with the regret and determination only a scarred veteran who has witnessed too many battles, betrayals and hardships could bear.

"Despite your feelings, you must be aware of the situation." he kept his optics shut and turned away from her, as though it pained him to speak what needed be spoken.

"He is affilliated with the enemy, and the enemy will attack us, sooner or later, to attempt retreiving you. This is war, and war kills. You have to be aware of this. He might expire."

*flinches as if hurt deeply by this thought my small body trembling slightly as my eyes well with tears again. i nod sadly and mumble* i-i....i understand.....i think ill call it aday sir....thankyou....for everything...*i say my eyes once again dull. i turn and walk into the room that had been set out and immediately curl up in the bed hiding benethe the covers trying to hide my trembling and shaking body as small silent sobs wrak my frame*

Staying outside the young woman's quarters, the Autobot leader kept vigil.

Sadness churned deep within his chest, mingled with a profound concern for the distraught human. He knew what she felt. He, if anyone understood.

*eventually i fell asleep my boddy still jerking every now and then with small sobs*

Guarding her as she slept, the massive alien kept watch in the darkness, his bright blue optics illuminating his immediate proximity. Letting her cry in peace, he felt his spark burn with compassion as his audials picked up the sounds of her sobbing, her ragged breath and the breathed name of her former captor; Barricade.

Staying beside her, but out of sight, he let her sleep uninterrupted.

*slowly waking in the morning i shakily sit up and glare at my hands. silently i ponder my scars on my wrists that luckily seem to have gone completely unnoticed till now. the pain in my heart has become so great i find myself in need of a release. making my way to the bathroom i silently close and lock the door. the moment im in i turn on the shower undressing and washing away the grime from the last two days. searching my pockets i find what im loocking for and slide down to the base of the shower and slowly carefully make deep cuts accross my wrist. i do so searching for only distraction  from the mental pain not death*

  Noticing her silent footsteps, the Autobot heard her moving within, heard how she locked the door, heard clothes rustling, and then water on shower tiles.

Listening to the human movements, something in his age old mind told him there was a dissonance to the sounds coming from within, and he finetuned his senses.

The copper scent of freshly spilled blood, faint, but easily detected by a being as highly advanced as he, wafted up into his sensors from underneath the locked bedroom door, rousing him in an instant, an alarming jolt sending him alertly to his feet.

"Human!" he barked, louder than he had intended. "Are you injured?"

*with a start i squeak jumping accidently cutting deeper then intended i gasp and watch with wide eyes as my blood flows fast and free down my arm cursing i salp my other hand other it to try and stem the bleeding shakily nervously calling out* n-no! i-im f-fine!!!

 

Detecting the pained alarm in her voice, and the heavier scent of blood wafting up from below the locked door, the Autobot reacted on instinct.

With one massive fist, he tore away the door, clean from it's hinges, throwing it away as though it was a mere piece of cardboard.

*gasping i quickly scramble to hide my small blade. and wrap my self in a towl trying to cover my arm my eyes wide*

Ripping the bathroom door loose with equally little effort, the mechanical alien made his way into the room, scanning it for intruders.

*pressing on the wound in an attempt to hide it and stem the flood flow i say shakily* i-i told you i was fine~ *backs up abit*

Optics fastened to the bright red, thick and rich blood spattered across the sterile-white floor tiles and the crimson flood, slowly seeping down into the drain, the Autobot assessed the situation. There was no intruder, but the girl was clearly injured. The girl was unsucessfully trying to hide her injury from him, why, he did not know.

"You are injured." he stated. "You will need medical attention."

*sighing softly my shoulders droop and i nod sadly knowing this is true as the cut is very deep and has most likely hit a major vein* .......i know....i-i could do it myself...if there are any bandages...*i say still hoping to get out of being caught. blinking rapidly i try to fight back the dizzyness filling my head from blood loss*

"No." the Autobot leader replied swiftly, scooping her up, ignoring any protests, carrying her with him through the complex. "You will need medical attention."

After this, he kept silent, but paced the corridors as fast as he could until he reached an immense room, resembling a vast sickbay.

"Ratchet!" the Autobot leader spoke, rousing the attention of one of his comrades.

"This young woman is injured, and needs your attention immediately."

*i squeak as im picked up again.  trying not to get blood on him i sway slightly in his hold blinking tryig to keep my sight focused. swallowing nervously i hope that this "ratchet" also doesnt notice they are self made wounds tho the bigest is obviously a mistake thanks to its deepness and odd angle*

Swerving around from his work beside the large computer screen, Ratchet made his way to his leader who opened his hands around the young woman as would a human holding a small injured bird.

Scrutinizing her, the other alien removed her towel, inspecting her wounds, his optics narrowing as he examined them.

"Shall I lay her down?..." asked the leader, a deep urgency colouring his voice.

"No!" Ratchet commanded. "We don't have time for that! Just hold her and let me do my job!"

Nodding, the Autobot leader kept her in his hands while the medic hurried forth surgical items, cleaning wipes and desinfectants.

"Will she be allright?" asked the distraught leader.

Looking up from the wounds, Ratchet glared at his superiour. "I have never worked with such small beings, Optimus." he answered frankly as he started to staunch the bleeding by putting preassure on the severed vein with a careful finger, thicker than her arm. "She is a biological being. A human. She has lost a great deal of blood, but if I have help, I think she will come through."

Nodding, Optimus kept quiet as the medic assessed her injuries.

"She will need a transfusion." Ratchet stated. "But we have no human blood in our storage."

Lowering his head, Optimus sighed.

"What needs to be done?"

"We could attempt a transfer of concentrated Energon to compensate for her blood-loss." Ratchet replied as he cleaned the wounds, inserting a peripheral venous catheter into an intact vein above the cuts. "Call Bumblebee." he then said, still pressing firmly against the severed blood vessels. "I need Wheelie here to help me!"

i listen quietly before passing out with a whimper my body going limp*