"That lightning strike did a number on his tail rotor, and the crash landing didn't help him either." The seasoned medic explained. "Several of his secondary energon lined were damaged. I managed to patch them up, but there's no telling when he might wake up."
He looked over his shoulder, and back to the rescue team that was gathered around their fallen teammate. "I did the best that I could, but he might not make it through the next few solor cycles."

"Our young arealbot is in the most capable hands I know." Optimus said confidently, resting a servo on Ratchet's shoulder.

Bumblebee looked past the two older bots, to the rescue team that was still gathered around the flyer. "What happened to him?" The scout buzzed.

The medic opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by a gruff voice from behind him.

"Blades was rescuing a pair of mountain climbers that were stuck, high up on a mountain."
Team Prime turned towards the voice, and saw the red rescue bot; his faceplates were twisted into a deep scowl as he walked over.
"We'd advised him not to go, since a lightning storm was forming, and we knew what could happen to him. But a rock slide forced our hand; he managed to get the climbers before they were buried."

Arcee saw the distant look in his eyes, as he turned his head to the side. She couldn't help but notice how much he looked like Inferno; the red paint-job, the ladder extending from his back. It was only natural to assume that he also had the same alt. mode as his sire: a fire engine.
But even as much as he looked like Inferno, she could see Red Alert in his faceplates, and his personality; very serious, and calculating.

"Lightning struck his tail rotor as he was coming back." The red mech continued. "That sent a surge through his systems, and made him start spinning out of control. He tried to right himself, but he slammed into a cliff; that damaged his main rotors, and sent him crashing to the ground."
The mech took a deep breath, and closed his optics as he recalled the events that unfolded. "When we managed to get to him, he was in really bad shape. But he had somehow managed to keep the humans safe and unharmed; he transformed and let them out just as we were getting there."
"Boulder, Chase and I contacted Optimus as soon as we'd gotten back to out bunker, and then we were bridged straight here."

Bulkhead perked up for a moment. "Wait, did you say Boulder?!" He asked.

The mech looked at looked at the wrecker, confused. "Yeah. Boulder is our muscle on the team." He explained, as he pointed a thumb over his shoulder.

"What is it Heatwave?"
Everyone looked past the red mech and saw Boulder walking over. His shoulders were slumped, and the bot didn't walk with the confidence of one his size; he was clearly taking the situation very hard.

"Nothing." Heatwave replied, as he pointed over to Bulkhead. "This bot just acted like he knew you.

Boulder looked over to where his leader had motioned, and his optics widened as he saw the dark green wrecker. "Bulkhead?!" The mech gasped.

"Y-yeah, it me." The wrecker said nervously, rubbing the back of his helm. "Long time no see; last time I saw you, you were still working on that energon farm, when did you go through Rescue Bot training?"

Boulder looked down sadly. "After my sire was offlined in a farm accident, I never wanted anyone to have to go through anything like that."

Bulkhead's jaw dropped, and he put a servo on the Rescue Bot's shoulder. "Boulder, I'm sorry about that." He said sadly."

"AHHEM!"

The green pair turned to look at the blue femme that had cleared her vocal pipes; only to see everyone looking at them. "Bulkhead, care to elaborate."

"Oh yeah, sorry." The wrecker apologized, turning back to the light green mech. "Boulder and I were really good friends from about the time we were sparklings."
"I can't believe that I didn't recognize you the moment you came in through the bridge."

"A lot has changed in all the vorns we've been apart." Boulder said sadly, looking back at his fallen teammate.