𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲

Late Nights

Ratchet turned and looked down at Mazikeen as she sat on a bench tinkering away, 

"Maze, you should get some rest,"

Mazikeen shook her head, 

"Ratchet, I can't."

Ratchet sighed and knelt down to her level, 

"Mazikeen, it has been three days, I have not once seen you sleep,"

Mazikeen frowned and looked up at him, 

"I want to go home, Ratchet."

Ratchet sighed and set his servo down to her. Mazikeen climbed onto it and he quickly brought her up to his optic level, 

"Maze, we are all trying our best to get you home. We do not have any technology to travel the universe. I am sorry that we have not been able to figure it out. But humans require sleep, just as Cybertronians do. We will figure this out together,"

Mazikeen sighed and looked down at her feet, 

"Okay...fine,"

Ratchet sighed in relief, 

"Good, go sleep,"

He softly put her down on the medical bed, and Mazikeen closed her eyes to finally sleep. Ratchet watched her closely for a few minutes until he was sure she was asleep before turning back to his work. He was trying to figure out how she was there. He did get a large spike of energy levels when she appeared, but nothing explained how. She was keeping something to herself, and he was worried that it was vital information. He sighed as he found nothing again. He looked down at her sleeping form and saw the guarded look on her face. He pressed on his comms, 

"Optimus,"

"Ratchet, why are you not recharging?"

"I must help our new friend,"

"Come to my room, we will discuss it,"

"And leave her alone?"

"I have a feeling that Maze has been alone very often,"

Ratchet sighed but went over to Optimus's room. When he entered it, he saw the Autobot leader reading a data pad, 

"What is it?"

Optimus sighed and looked at Ratchet, 

"Something about Mazikeen's story does not add up,"

"How about the entire thing,"

Optimus sighed and nodded, 

"I do think it is hard to believe that she is from another universe. But I want to know how she single-handedly offlined Megatron, something we have been unable to do for eons,"

Ratchet sighed and scratched his chin, 

"She is hesitant about telling us. She does not trust us,"

"Which brings to question, why does she not trust us? Did our alternate selves do something to cause a mistrust to form?"

Ratchet frowned,

"I do not believe so...she is distant from us, though. She barely says a word to any of us, only the kids and Wheeljack seem to get through to her,"

Optimus nodded, 

"She also speaks to Bulkhead more than us as well...we should investigate the reason why she is hesitant around us,"

"I believe that maybe it's because we are a reminder that she is not home,"

Optimus tilted his head,