Sylvia opens her eyes to see the last place she remembered being; the Autobot base. She looked around, but she saw nothing.

"Jack?" she called. Her soft voice echoed off of the dull steel walls. Nothing answered her, not even the slightest movement.

'I'm dead,' she thought as she realized that the walls and floors were just recollections from her memory. She collapsed to the ground and buried her face in her arms. She cried until she couldn't cry anymore, then she looked around and realized that she was now in a hospital and a nurse was frantically asking her questions.

"Did you say something, sweetheart?" the nurse asked quietly.

"No, go away," Sylvia said briskly. The room quickly cleared and a quiet knock came from the door at the far side of the quiet hospital room. It opened and Jack came in. "Jack!"

"Sylvia, are you okay? I came as soon as my mom would let me," Jack frantically said.

"I'm fine now that I have someone here that I know," she answered. Then she stood up and walked over to her friend. "I don't like it here, I feel vulnerable, like at any second some monster is going to jump out and kill me."

"I'm sorry, but there is nothing I can do," he said calmly.

Another knock came and Jack's mother came. "Sylvia, you're walking!" she said enthusiastically.

"Nurse June, I am perfectly capable of taking steps with the legs that I got when I was born," Sylvia said. "Can I go home now?"

"Well, I'll let the doctor know that you're homesick, but you can't leave just yet," she said leaving and closing the door behind her.

Sylvia buried her face in her hands. "Do you see what I'm talking about?" she asked and Jack sighed.

"Still, I can't do anything!" he answered.

"You can get Arcee, Jack, she can pick me up and take me back to where I belong!" she protested.

"Sylvia!" Jack said grabbing her hands. "Listen to me, they're going to put you in a mental hospital."

"Why? They don't need to!" Sylvia said, outraged.

"They said their not ready to put you back out in the 'real world'," Jack sighed.

"What do they know about the real world?" she asked.

"That's just what the doctor told me," he said.

"Will you tell Optimus?"

"Uh, yeah, sure. I'll have my mom talk to the doctor," he said leaving. Once he was gone and she was all alone she looked down at her empty hands and felt a sudden discomfort, as if something that she needed was missing.