"I guess it's off to the lab." Prism mused to herself, intending for Turbulence to hear it but didn't speak as loudly as she believed she did. She didn't need repairs as badly as Turbulence did. She was pretty much fine, other than the blank spots in her memory bank, but that wasn't enough of a problem to go looking for help. It wasn't like she'd be going anywhere else. She needed to drop off Turbulence at the lab, and it wouldn't so any harm to see what was what in the decepticon base of operations. 

With haste, she transformed into her vehicle form, waiting patiently for her aerial friend to climb on. It wasn't often that she transported people around, but she did know how to work with a whole extra bot hanging off of her. She even honked her horn for good measure, making sure that he was aware that she was ready.

Whenever he chose to climb aboard, Prism was quick to hit the gas and follow her own beacon.