Toolbox stood in front of the door of Steeljaw's quarters. He felt so nervous. He was so close to being put back to work with other mini-cons, until Steeljaw called the guard and told he is needed, again. Well, it was bit relief that he won't be put on hard work, but he was still worried about others. He wished Star Supreme would figure something out, but then again, there are many Decepticons who she has put into prison. Maybe, that's why he is called. She might have tried to look around the ship and one of the cons spot her and...

He didn't need to think more the results when Steeljaw arrived carrying Elena covered in grease oil and other liquids.

"Sweet Solus Prime! What happened?" Toolbox asked.

"Some cons wanted a payback By throwing things at her until Quillfire shot his quills," Steeljaw explained.

"Quillfire? His quills can cause..."

"I know. I have read the prisoner's manifest. She can't use her legs."

"Really?" Toolbox wonder and went to look closely. He touched on legs to see its reaction, but nothing. "The toxin must have blocked the nervous system to her legs."

"Figured that much myself. OUCH!" Steeljaw pointed annoyed before Elena hit on his chest.

"You made him my personal nurse, so let him work," Elena said.

"Well, um... I still need to look how long toxin will affect." Toolbox said. "However, I believe she needs to clean up. I need to examine the spot where she got the quill."

"I'll help her with that," Steeljaw said before entered his quarters and headed to the bathroom.

"I don't need your help to wash. My hands work just fine."

"But you can't stand up." Steeljaw reminded.

She didn't like to admit, but he had a point. When Bulkhead had his injured leg, he also needed help to wash, even as bot or vehicle. Elena had to do it mostly when kids were at school. Now she was in the same situation.

Without arguing anymore Steeljaw enters the bathroom, leaving Toolbox in the room.

In the bathroom, Elena looked around. If she remembers correctly, she never had seen what type of bathrooms cybertronians has. It actually looked just like in fancy hotels. Not too big, simple, clean and it was that design with the shower. Of course, she knew 'bots look after their hygiene, she just thought theirs would resemble something different like it was in their Omega one base. But then again they did get it from military, so no luxury.

Steeljaw stepped onto the shower area with her. It was spacious enough for both of them to move. Steeljaw lowered her gently. When her feet touched the floor, she tried to stand up, but her legs couldn't hold her. Luckily, he held her still, so she didn't fall.

He turned the water on and it rain between them. Some of the stains started to remove and flow away with the water. Steeljaw picked soap and started to wash Elena's back. Elena meanwhile, hid her face on his chest. She didn't want to show her blushing face to him. Why was she blushing anyway? Is it because they both are in the shower? It's obviously because of that because she used to be alone in the shower and as human and.... undressed. Luckily, as a robot is different...or so she thought.

While washing her, Steeljaw couldn't help but notice that water flowed under Elena's top.

"Um..."

"What?"

"I think you need to... remove your armor..."

"WHAT?!" Elena shouts and looked up angrily at him. "I am NOT going to undress front of you!"

"The stains flow under your armor and will stay there if you don't remove them." Steeljaw remind.

"I know why, but still I refuse to strip front of you, pervert!"

"What did you call me?"

"I said..." she yelled while pushed herself away from him, but right then she was about to fall again because her legs still didn't work well. Steeljaw noticed this and grabs her by her arms to prevent her fall.

"Look, here, lady. We are not getting out of here until you're clean for examination. So, either you start undress or I will do it myself." he explained.

"You wouldn't!" Elena yelled.

"Well, someone has to. Either I or you" Steeljaw growled losing his patience with her. "I won't watch if that's the problem."

Elena bit her lip to prevent herself to yell. She so wished to protest, but he had point. To get clean, you take clothes off or in this case armor.

Elena looked down to her top. She wasn't sure how to remove it since she hadn't done it as cybertronian. She probably should start by the decor middle of the armor. When she tried to remove it by turning it to side, the top armor got loose. Realizing how quickly it happened, Elena tried to cover herself. Steeljaw realized it too and looked elsewhere. Are humans so shy or so... what word did she use? Perverts?

Both stood there while water rain on them from the shower.

"I...think you need to remove the rest as well," Steeljaw said.

Elena was screaming inside her mind. You could actually see from her optics that she could blast him out of the bathroom and leave a huge hole to the ship. No way she would do that, but she can't stand and she knew that he was right. While holding her optics closed she moved her hand to another decor which was middle of her waist. Just like with the first one, she turns it to the side and her skirt got loose

Now she stood there front of him in her protoform. She kept her optics closed tightly, waiting for any movement or word to give good punch at him. But nothing came. Well, the only thing that came was throat clearing. Then she felt the hand of soap washing her back like it did first. What? No flirty talk of her body, no teasing? Seriously?

Elena tried to peek up to see his face. To her surprise, he looked normal. As in no smirking to enjoy to be close a femme, no optics full of desire to touch somewhere inappropriate? He just looked so normal as in he was concentrating to just wash her.

Then he offers her the soap.

"You said your hands work. And you obviously don't want me to wash your chassis by a front," he said.

Elena mumbled something before she took the soap and started to wash rest of herself. Obviously, she doesn't. He could try to take chance and touch her chest. No way, she lets that happen.

She washed quickly and doing so, Steeljaw turns off the shower and gave her towel. Elena put it around her before he picked her by bridal style and started to leave the bathroom.

"Wait, what about my..."

"I'll come to pick them up, while mini-con checks you."

"Hey! I am NOT going to walk naked around this ship!" Elena yelled while Steeljaw opens the door.

"Who said anything about that?! You..."

"STOP! SIT! DOWN!"

Both of them look in the room and finds Toolbox standing up on berth while tried to calm down two cyclone mini-cons.

"WHAT A...?!"

"I didn't do anything! They just get in! I have tried to get them out before started to come at me." Toolbox said, while tried to keep mini-cons away from him.

Right then one of the two mini-cons noticed Steeljaw and Elena. He informs to his buddy and they went together to Steeljaw who was carrying Elena and looked up to them like puppies waiting for a treat from their owner or get to play.

"Oh, I know these two," Elena said and looked at them. They were the same gargoyle and dragon mini-con she met before other started to throw things at her.

"They came to inform me about what was going on," Steeljaw said. Both mini-con kept looking up at them before Steeljaw placed Elena to berth.

Once sitting there, they get up and came to look at her.

"Looks like they're fond of you," Steeljaw said. Elena didn't reply to him. She simply looked how the two mini-cons tried to stand up and fall softly on the berth like small kids. One which looked like gargoyle even went look her bracelet and tried to touch, but he soon realized he can't look it more closely he gave up.

Before they got too curious to look what was under the towel, Steeljaw picks them up.

"Sorry, little guys, but she needs to be checked," Steeljaw said bit annoyed, while takes them out and let's Toolbox start his works.

While getting out of his quarters, mini-cons started to pout.

"Don't give me that face. You can come to meet her some other time when she is okay," he said to them. In this, they accept it went on their own way.

Steeljaw sigh for that and starts return to his quarters. When he does, he noticed Elena placing towel properly around herself and Toolbox sets something on his scanner.

"Well, the good news is, the toxin will wear off soon. What could help is that you need some mental reaction which will make an entire body to react." Toolbox explains.

"And normally?" Elena asked.

"It could last till next morning." Toolbox said.

"Are we done?" Steeljaw asked while leaned on the doorway.

"Oh, um... yes, sir. She is fine. And toxin should wear..."

"By mental reaction or till next morning. I heard. You may go." Steeljaw said while moves away from the door.

"Yes, sir." Toolbox said before leaves the room, leaving them both alone.

"You could thank him. He did help me." Elena said, while her arms around her to keep the towel in place around her.

"And did it by chance saw your body?" he asked annoyingly.

Elena mouth drop before she even moved blanket over her.

"What type of gi...femme, you think I am?!" she shouts.

"So, you by chance needed to fix the towel around you?"

"I got quill on my waist. I only show that spot, not the whole body!"

"so, you did show something."

"For medical issues, yes! I told I will NOT go walk around naked around the ship."

"Good," he said, while came dangerously close to her. "Because, I already have told you and everyone in this ship, you're mine. So, no one, I mean NO ONE is allowed to see your like that, except me."

For being so close, Elena closes her optics waiting for any sudden from him, but nothing came. Then she felt sudden movement and opens her optics and find Steeljaw going to the bathroom again.

"I go pick your armor before you catch a cold like your kind would say."

Once he closed the door to the bathroom, Elena sighs deep. That was a close one. But why she feels so tense about it? Is it because of what just happened? That they were both in the shower?

"No one, I mean NO ONE is allowed to see your like that, except me."

those words kept echoing her mind.

Meanwhile, Team Prime was taking away team to their next coordinates. Optimus looked at the window passing forests and cities. Thanks to the ship's cloaking system people couldn't see them.

"You're worried about her." heard a familiar voice. Optimus turned around and spot Arcee who walked next to him. "You know, she has faced worse than the group of criminals."

"I know," Optimus said. "Captured by Starscream, Soundwave, threatened by Megatron..."

"Sneaked into their warship." Arcee reminded. Optimus looked confusedly at her. "It happened when you lost your memory. We both went to the Nemesis to find you, but Soundwave ground bridged me to the Arctic, she managed to hide and found you."

Optimus smiled a bit on that. Elena must have learned many things each team member. But still, being alone in a ship full of Decepticon criminals is totally different. Who knows what they could do to her. Well, probably lock her up, that is the most reasonable option. The worse case is that they try to kill her. But then again, by what Bumblebee told, they need her alive. So, they obviously keep her locked up. Well, that's not new.

"Hey," Arcee said to got his attention. "We will get her back," she said and placed her hand on his. In this, Optimus moved bit his hand to close it around hers like back then in the Arctic.

"I missed you," he said softly.

"I should say that," she replied. In this, Optimus simply smiled before they both look through the window.

Meanwhile, others except for Ultra Magnus, who was riding the ship and the Prime and two-wheeler.

"Are they...?" Sideswipe tried to ask.

"Yes," Bulkhead answered.

"You...?" Sideswipe tried again.

"Yes," Bulkhead Answered again.

"All of...?" Sideswipe kept going.

"Yes," Bulkhead kept going.

"Even...?" Sideswipe tried while pointing Ultra Magnus.

"Yes," Bulkhead still kept going.

"Did...?" Sideswipe tried

"No" Bulkhead now said.

In this Windblade giggled, while Drift remained calm as usual, while Jetstorm and slipstream were all confused, what Sideswipe was trying to ask.