Chapter 10 – Fix You

AN: SOOOO this took a longtime to get up and I'm sorry for that, I've been extremely busy lately and I prolly won't be able to update until mid September because I'll have horse shows every weekend. I want to thank everyone who has added this story to their favourite list and follow list, you guys are amazing. Also thank you to everyone who has added ME to their favourite and follow list, it means so much to me.

Since no one been reviewing, I'll assume that everyone likes where this is going so far or they don't care :s. I'm always looking for criticism so feel free to tell me if you don't like it or whatever.

I don't own anything but MY OCs, Transformers is owned by HASBRO. The song title is Fix You by Coldplay, I don't have the Coldplay version on iTunes, I was listening to the Glee version hehe :p.

"What are you doing here Ang? I would think that you'd have better things to do," Lauren asked. She couldn't understand why her ex-best friend was at Glenn's funeral. Angela and Glenn never liked each other and the two girls haven't talked to one another in months. So why was she here?

The air circling the group felt extremely thick, and not just because they were in a cemetery. Lauren was almost in tears at the fact that Ang was there, right in front of her. How dare she come now, why not before this? Why did the brunette wait until this moment to talk to her? Also what made it worse for Lauren was the fact that the shorter girl didn't even look upset about Lauren's lost.

Slipping her Channel sunglasses back on her face, Ang was too stubborn to say that she honestly missed her biffle, and that she had read about Glenn's death from the paper, and that she just wanted to make sure Lauren was alright. No, she wasn't going to say that, she was going to keep her façade as emotionless as possible. "You caught me," she said, "Someone called my office, apparently he was from this N.E.S.T. base or something like that. Anyways, he said that someone had requested my help on some secret…wait, who are they?"

Looking past the redhead, Angela couldn't understand why he didn't notice the group of people who stood with Lauren.

Lauren looked around herself and giggled quietly, she forgot that the Autobots didn't have their holoforms when the battle at Mission City took place. "I guess you wouldn't recognize them, or at least most of them" she stated.

"What are you talking about Lauren?" Angela was growing extremely impatient, waiting for Lauren to introduce her to the group, especially since the guys were extremely hot, but the one girl who was with them looked like she was protective of "her" men. Ang mentally laughed to herself, great. Grabbing the brunette's attention, was the huge guy with the same amount of muscles as a small army group. But his voice was what made her heart stop.

"Dimwitted fleshling, of course she wouldn't have a clue as to who were are," he spoke loudly. His voice sounded so familiar to Ang, but she couldn't understand why and how. Maybe it was the fact that she's been working 24/7 for the past three months, or maybe it was the climbing heat that was getting to her, but Angela started to feel dizzy. Trying to keep her composure, the upper class girl waved it off like nothing was happening to her, but just as Lauren started to talk, explaining who the mystery people were, Ang's vision and hearing started to fade. Before Lauren was finished, Angela suddenly collapsed, falling on the soft grass.

Typical Angela, trying to take everyone's attention and putting on herself, thought Lauren as she started to walk towards the brunette, she figured that she should at least see if she was ok. "Ok Angela, you can get up know, you're being ridiculous. Common get up." But Ang didn't move and her breathing had slowed down, which Lauren noticed. In a sudden panic, she knew that the smaller girl wasn't faking it, but what really caught Lauren by surprise was the fact that she has never seen Ang faint or even come close to fainting. Something had to be wrong with her.

Calling for the help of the Autobots, Lauren sat Angela up so she wouldn't choke on her tongue. She kept the girl's hat on to help shield the sun, but she removed her sunglasses. Ratchet came over and to see what was wrong, hoping he'll be able to figure out if whatever is wrong with Ang was either serious or not. Realizing he didn't have anything useful to check her out with, he told Lauren that he was going to have to take her back to base with them. It didn't matter to Lauren that she and Angela hated each other at this time, she still cared for the smaller girl like a sister and she wasn't going to abandon her at a hospital.

"Alright Ratchet, let's get her back as soon as we can. How is she at least?"

"She's stable," he replied "but I'm going to have to do some tests." The Autobots didn't waist anytime going back to their vehicle forms which they left in the parking lot of the church. Every single one of them had different thoughts on what was going on. Mudflap and Skids were trying their hardest no to fight or bicker, they knew that this was serious; same went for Jolt, Sideswipe and Arcee, they were sure going to ask questions when they got back to base. They didn't understand the fact that Optimus, Ratchet and even Ironhide acted so calmly. They were getting the feeling that they we definitely missing something.

Ratchet carried her over and placed her into the passenger seat in his Hummer/his original form. He figured that it would be best for her if she traveled back with him so he could keep his optics on her, to make sure nothing drastic changes. Optimus agreed with Ratchet and his decision, but Ironhide did not. "Why are you taking Angela with you?" he asked walking up behind Ratchet's holoforms, after he just closed the door. The medical officer didn't bother to turn around, he knew that 'Hide was trying to cause a scene which he usually did. The team didn't need the aggravation, so Ratchet just quietly walked to the driver's side and closed the door in Ironhide's face while he continued to yell.

Walking back to his form, Ironhide couldn't control himself, he didn't understand why he was getting these sudden emotions. They started when Optimus had told him that he had traced Angela, and got one of the humans to contact her. He didn't understand why their leader did what he did, he couldn't even think of a good reason for it. Anger and confusion were what he was feeling the most, but there were other emotions he just didn't quite understand that were coming through to him. He was the first one out of the lot, he didn't bother to wait for Optimus's command as he burned some rubber off of his tires.

Optimus hadn't even made it to his Peterbilt when he heard Ironhide leave, he knew that the weapon specialist would be upset about what he did. He had already made it clear when Optimus first informed him on what he had done. But he honestly didn't think that he would react this way, and by the look on Lauren's face, he could tell that she was worried about the events of the day. Her usual smooth pale skin, had wrinkles in between her blue eyes, he also noticed that she was biting at her lower lip. It was clear that she was stressed, the Autobot leader started to second guess himself on his actions, the first time in thousands of years.

Optimus opened Lauren's door for her, she had told him that she didn't want to go back with Angela, that she needed to think. She hadn't said anything to him since then, and he didn't want to cause her anymore grief.

Sitting in the giant Peterbilt, Lauren was trying to collect her thoughts, she still didn't understand why Ang was there, at the cemetery. It didn't make any sense to her, she felt like she was missing something, but she didn't know what. She went to glance over to Optimus's holoform to ask him if he knew anything but he had turned it off, or whatever they did when it disappeared. A part of her was glad that she saw Angela. She wanted to open up her emotions to her and confront her about everything that had happened to her lately, but she knew she couldn't just bounce right back into it as if nothing had happened between them. There was just too much healing that needed to be done before that.

When Angela started to gain consciousness, she didn't know where she was. The room was ridiculously lit up and it smelled like rubbing alcohol. Her head felt like someone had hit her over the head with a brick, she felt confused and disoriented. "Where am I?" she spoke out loud. Sitting up from her bed which felt extremely hard and uncomfortable, Ang glanced down at herself, her black dress, shoes, were off and in their place was a large pair of jeans and an over sized green t-shit to match, she had nothing on her feet. Looking around the room she was in, she didn't see her clothing or her shoes or even her hat.

The room had nothing on its plain white walls, but every single light was on, which the young woman thought was odd. Even her sheets were all white, WTF, she thought. Placing her bare feet on the tiled floor, she tried to stand up, unfortunately her muscles did not agree with her decision and she fell. Cursing out loud, the brunette managed to get herself back up. Once she got her balance, she decided to figure out where she was and who brought her here. All she could remember was talking to Lauren, and then everything went black.

Angela started to make her way to the door, hoping that she'll be able to fine something that will explain something. Luckily for her, the door was unlocked and she slipped out easily.

The first thing she noticed was that it wasn't just her room that was clean, the whole place was. She slowly walked down the hallway, and she found it odd that she didn't see anyone or hear anyone, but she saw security cameras everywhere. She soon realized that she was probably way over her head with this and was wishing she never got out of bed that day. Stopping to think for a second, she realized that she didn't even know which day it was. With an exasperated sigh, Angela continued to look for answers.

It didn't take her too long until she did hear voices, and there where a lot of them, most of them sounded male to her. What is going on, she wondered. She followed the hall until she was right where the voices were coming from. Staying out of sight, the little brunette waited around the corner.

"Why did you contact her? What use is she to us?" the first voice asked.

"We need her, you know that Ironhide," replied the second voice.

"Well she better live up to her standards because if she doesn't, we'll have to…well I don't know what we'll have to do but I'm sure Galloway won't be too happy about it," answered the third voice.

Trying to figure out where she had heard these voices before and why was the name Ironhide sounded so familiar, Angela's mind started to go hazy. Wondering if her kidnappers had given her something, she hoped she stayed conscious long enough to hopefully get more information but Angela couldn't grasped what they were saying anymore, everything she was hearing started to merge together, she could no longer understand the words these men were saying. And the more she tried to concentrate the harder it was. Then the pain started.

The feeling was unbearable, as if someone was sticking pins into her scalp. Not understanding why this was happening to her, she has never felt like this before, Angela placed her hand on her forehead, hoping that maybe it was just a really bad fever.

Nope, no fever. Great, I'm dying. That's awesome, Angela thought to herself trying to make light of the situation, which was something she regularly did.

The pain started to travel down her body, feeling as if she couldn't control her nervous system. Assuming that the people who have placed her here had given her something, Angela started to make her way over to the voices she had heard. She wanted to make the pain stop. She figured that if they had given her something, they probably had something to make it stop, or else she was going to have to kick some asses…according to her.

Just before the pain was too much for the brunette and she passed out, she saw a pair of cobalt blue lights shinning down on her and then nothing.

Optimus and Ironhide knew that Angela was eaves dropping but continued to ignore her as they talked to Lennox. They knew that she'd fine her way over sooner or later. It was just a matter of time. But Ironhide took his full attention away from the conversation, or better yet, argument. Something was telling him that something was wrong with the human femme, he could sense her body temperature increasing as well as her reparation.

Wondering why he was taking note of this, Ironhide turned his full attention back to Optimus and Lennox. The weapon specialist was still extremely irritated with their leader. He still doesn't know why Optimus wants her here, he won't tell him anything.

Remembering when Optimus first told him about what he had done, Ironhide was furious. The whole drive down to Boston had 'Hide all worked up, he honestly didn't care about the funeral, he didn't care about anything but for some reason it was important to Optimus and it was an order so he went. But the thought of the small fledgling back into their lives was making his gears hurt. He found her irritating, annoying and irrational.

He didn't fine her useful and he certainly didn't think that she'd be able to help track down rogue Decepticons. But he had to have faith in Optimus Prime, he has been in command for thousands of years. Ironhide was going to have to, what the humans say "go along with it".

A dangerous change in Angela's heart rate caught Ironhide's attention, pulling his concentration away once again from the conversation.

Using his heat sensors to fine out exactly where Angela was, Ironhide launched his legs forward out of pure instincts that were quite knew to him. Hoping he'd reach her in time before something terrible happened to her. Luckily she wasn't that far, but when he had reached her, he saw Angela fall to the floor. As he stood over her, Ironhide saw her bright green eyes become lifeless as they closed.

Coming up behind Ironhide, Optimus Prime saw that Angela seemed to be off line, he was struck with sheer panic. He didn't understand how something like this could happen. When she first collapsed at the funeral they had brought her back to base and got Ratchet to run her through a few test. They'd found out that Angela had been infected by something that was un-recognizable to anyone; humans and Autobots. Optimus had hoped that Ratchet had taken care of it. This was something they were not prepared for.

The Autobot leader had known that their little brunette friend was targeted, he didn't know who or what was after her but he assumed it had something to do with the Decepticons. That was one of the main reasons why he had gotten in contact with her. Optimus had asked Epps if he could fine out where Ang was and once they found her, Optimus disguised his voice and informed her that's she was needed at the base for something "top secret" and that she couldn't tell anyone. Prime had known that it sounded odd and it probably sounded even odder but he didn't care. They needed her and only he and Lennox knew why.

Sitting in her chair and staring at the computer screen, Lauren couldn't focus, no one has said anything to her about her friend. She had no idea if she was ok or not, well she figured someone would tell her if something bad had happened to her or worse. She didn't want to think about that, she had already lost one person she loved, she didn't want to lose another. Epps had come in from time to time to check on her, making sure she was handling everything alright. Lauren had of course dismissed him saying that she was fine even though she wasn't.

Lauren had yet to go and see Angela. She was still extremely mad at her, and not to mention it would be awkward. Lauren didn't even know what she would do if she saw her; do they just nod and smile, or do they ignore each other? She had no idea what to do. The redhead quietly laughed at herself, she knew that Angela was more stubborn than she was, and that she probably won't say a word until Lauren does.

Deciding that now was a better time than any to get answers, Lauren left her work and started to walk towards the Emergency Ward, she figured if Angela was anywhere she'd be there. If worst came to worst, she'll look for Optimus or Ratchet considering the fact that she really didn't know where she was going, Lauren had never been to the Ward, she figured it would give her time to think if she just wondered around until she found it.

Lauren knew that N.E.S.T. was big but wondering around made the redhead realize just how large it really was. Still not knowing what she was going to say to Ang, she figured that maybe her best bet would let the brunette talk, Lord knows that that was one of things that Angela always did best. Finally seeing a sign for the Emergency Ward, Lauren wiped her sweaty hands on her already dirty shit, she knew she was nervous but didn't realize that she was that nervous.

There were about ten rooms, five on each side. Looking down the hall, Lauren could see that there was only one door closed, figuring it was probably the one she was looking for she made her way over to it. Reaching for the door knob, Lauren hadn't notice that she had been holding her breath. Just as she was about to open the door, Lauren heard a voice on the other side and it wasn't Ang's voice. It was an Autobot's.