Notes: Hey readers! I just wanted to let you all know that I am currently re-writing Partners! I have gone over this story so many times and found some mistakes that I really want to fix. So, without further delay... here is chapter one!

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Transformers. Hasbro owns them. Not me.


"A transfer?"

Chief Stephen Parks nodded.

"From Scotland Yard?"

Again, the chief nodded and took a sip of his morning coffee. Black with two sugars; just the way he liked it.

"Yes, Orion. You heard me the first time."

Across from him sat Captain Orion Paxton, a close friend and one of his top captains. He was still young, having been captain of the 12th precinct for five years; he still had much to learn. He was accustomed to have transfers from different precincts but nothing like this. This was something entirely different.

"According to her superiors, she is one of their finest inspectors. She's caught several high-profiled criminals, including the Berkshire Rapist. It took them over eight years before they finally caught him and she was the one who connected the rapist's primary school teacher to the third victim." the chief said. "Which is why I assigned her to your precinct."

Wait, what? Orion stared at his superior with wide blue eyes. "My - my precinct?" he repeated.

"Yes, your precinct, captain," the chief answered. He leaned back in his leather chair.

"She is incredibly bright and a quick thinker. An excellent profiler and investigator. She will be a good asset to the 12th and to Boston's finest," he said. "Besides, I think she will be a good fit for you."

Orion was puzzled.

He shifted in his chair, unsure, and cleared his throat. "Sir, with all due respect, I don't need a babysitter," the captain stated. Stephen quirked a brow; his expression curious. "I am fully capable of taking care of my precinct on my own."

"She is not a babysitter, captain," the chief said. Stephen looked up at the captain and narrowed his blue-grey eyes; he folded his hands behind his head. "

Orion quirked a brow. "Then why - "

"Orion," he interrupted. The captain silenced himself. The chief continued. "I would not assign her to your precinct if I did not think it was in your best interest," Stephen leaned forward. "You must trust me on this."

Orion opened his mouth to protest when the intercom. at the chief's desk beeped. The chief held up a hand and picked up the phone.

"Yes Carol?"

"Inspector Barton has arrived. Should I send her to your office?"

"Yes, send her up. I want her to meet the new captain. That'll be all, Carol," Stephen replied. The chief hung up the phone and then turned to Orion. "You are in luck, Orion. It seems you may meet your new partner sooner than you think."

Orion gaped at his commanding officer. "I'm sorry?" he asked, still in shock.

Stephen chuckled, a small smile forming on his lips. Orion blinked several times and was about to speak when a knock sounded at the door. The chief stood up and motioned for Orion to do the same. When Orion stood, Stephen dusted off his suit and cleared his throat.

"Come in."

When the door opened, Orion was taken back by the woman who had just entered the room; there was no denying that she was attractive. Curly blonde hair cropped to her shoulders and green eyes. She was also much shorter and younger than he was; most likely in her late twenties. She wore dark wash jeans, a pale pink blouse, dark brown boots, and supported a leather jacket.

Stephen was the first to speak. "You must be Detective Inspector Barton," the chief said. "I'm Chief Stephen Parks and this is Captain Orion Paxton; he will be your commanding officer." He extended out a hand and shook hands with the young woman.

"Pleased to meet you, sir. And to you as well, captain," she said. She extended her hand and shook hands with Orion. The captain nodded and then glanced over at the chief.

"I take it you are settling well in Boston?" Stephen asked.

Lacey shrugged and said, "I'm still trying to get used to the time zone."

"Well, I'm glad you are settling in," the chief said. He clapped his hands, startling Orion. "Now that introductions are out of the way, I have a meeting with the mayor this afternoon that we have rescheduled twice now. Perhaps a third time will be the charm. You can handle things from here, can't you, Orion?"

The captain broke his gaze from the young woman and nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good." Stephen nodded and then grabbed his briefcase from behind his desk. "I will leave you to get to know one another..." He turned to leave when he paused and then looked at Orion with a smirk on his lips. "I wish the best of luck to both of you." With that said, the chief was gone and left the two strangers standing in the middle of the room.

"We best get back to the precinct and introduce you to everyone," Orion murmured. "And I apologize for the chief behavior. He's a close friend of mine and he knows that I am not good with new people."

Lacey laughed and rolled her eyes. "It is no trouble at all, sir. My old partner was the same way."

The captain chuckled which caused Lacey to smile. Well, it's a start. she thought as she ran her fingers through her hair. The man grabbed his jacket and slipped it on. Lacey pulled on her own jacket and dropped her hands at her sides. The captain motioned for the woman to follow him and the pair made their way out of the building.

"I can always take a cabbie, sir." Lacey said as Orion unlocked his car and opened the passenger door for her.

The captain leaned forward, a smirk forming on his lips. "You don't even know where the precinct is."

Good point. The blonde pointed a finger at him and nodded. "Looks like I will be riding with you," the inspector said. She climbed into the car and buckled her seat belt.

Orion climbed into his car, buckled up, and started up the engine. Lacey leaned back into the seat and placed her hands on her lap, fingers intertwined. The two sat in silence as Orion drove them back to the precinct. No one dared to speak until they climbed out of the car and walked up the front steps to the double doors. Orion pushed the doors open and strode through with Lacey trailing behind him. They passed through security, stopped to say hello to the receptionist, and boarded the elevator that would take them upstairs to the precinct. When the elevator doors dinged and opened, the precinct was already buzzing with life. Detectives and officers were bustling around desks, leaning over computers, and talking as they went on their merry way. Lacey couldn't help but feel overwhelmed; this was certainly not like the Yard. Everyone was stone-cold professional; no funny business allowed.

"This way," Orion said.

He motioned for her to follow him to his office. They made their way to the captain's office and closed the door behind them. Lacey stood by the door and watched as Orion walked to his desk and pulled out a badge and waist holster from one of the drawers. He placed them on the desk and sat down. Lacey grabbed the two items from the desk, slipped on the hostler and clipped the badge to her waist.

"You can retrieve your weapon from the security lockers. I'll have one of my officers escort you - " The captain's cell phone began to ring.

Orion paused and answered it, "Paxton. Where? I'll be there soon... Thank you, Novak." and he hung up. He glanced up at Lacey who stood a few feet from his desk. "Well, you might as well start now, inspector. We've just been called in for a murder."

"A murder?" the young woman said. "What happened?"

Orion nodded and grabbed his weapon from his desk drawer. "A woman was found in an alley on Kingston by a construction worker," he explained. "The team will meet us there." He looked up at the inspector and holstered his gun to his waist. "Shall we?"

"Lead the way, captain." she said.

The captain strode out of his office with Lacey behind him.


"Perhaps it is best I should warn you about Ian, our firearms specialist," Orion said to the inspector as they made another turn. "He is very...forward."

Lacey raised a blonde brow. "Forward?" she repeated.

The captain nodded as the two walked into the security lockers. There with his back to them stood Ian Winters. A tall, muscular man with salt and pepper hair. He was cleaning one of the many weapons in his arsenal and failed to hear the pair walk in. Orion rapped his knuckles on the door frame. Ian rolled his eyes, dropped his supplies and turned to face the two. His blue-grey eyes immediately locked onto Lacey who stood next to Orion. His lips formed into a grin and he leaned back against his table.

"Well, looks like you finally got yourself a lady-friend, Paxton," the firearms specialist chuckled. "About damn time."

Orion chose to ignore his friend. Instead, he leaned down and said to Lacey, "As I said before: forward."

Lacey shook her head with a roll of her eyes. Ian must have known that comment was about him because the grin on his face only seemed to grow wider. He continued to stare at Lacey who scowled at him.

Paxton indicated the woman next to him. "Forgive me for the interruption Winters, but this is our newest member to the precinct, Inspector Lacey Barton. She's just arrived from London. She will need to be registered a weapon."

"London, you say?" Ian laughed. "Those posh bastards get too annoying for you?"

"I think they were just upset when a woman half their age caught a serial rapist they had been struggling to find for almost a decade," Lacey explained.

Ian nodded, impressed. "Oh, you'll fit right in, inspector," He cracked his knuckles and gestured to the shelves around him. "Only the most well-stocked weapons bunker this side of Boston."

Lacey was taken back. Forward is a bit of an understatement. she thought. The blonde woman folded her arms over her chest and looked around the bunker. It was true that was a variety of weapons. Some were still locked away in their boxes. Others were sitting on Ian's wooden table, taken apart just so they could be cleaned. Overall, a nice assortment of weaponry. But she had seen better... much better.

"I hate to tell you this, Mr. Winters, but I've seen better weapons locked away in a man's basement. The bloke believed that rabid beavers with machetes were out to get him," she commented. "And mind you, they were all illegal weapons."

"Who do you think supplied those said illegal weapons?" Ian grinned. He slyly winked before ducking down behind the counter.

Before she could reach across the counter and land a punch, Orion grabbed the inspector by the elbow and tugged her back. He sent her a narrowed look and then loosened his grip on her elbow. The blonde in turn narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"He is only joking of course," Paxton interjected. He took in a deep breath before muttering afterward, "At least, I hope he is."

Ian came back up again with several varieties of guns and a couple sets of gear. "Try these on and see what fits. We don't get too many ladies so it's a guessing game on the sizes." He ducked back down again to rummage for some more things.

Lacey looked down at the bulletproof vests, holsters, and not to mention the weapons that were laying before her. She felt like a child in a candy store… except it was full of weapons. She chuckled and grabbed a standard issue Glock 22 from the table. She examined the barrel of the weapon and smiled at it. Let's hope this bloke is better at taking care of his weapons than he is at picking up women. she thought with a smirk.

The woman grabbed a clip of ammunition and reloaded the Glock. She placed the gun back onto the table and picked up a Glock 33. It was much smaller than the Glock 22. It was the preferred spare weapon of anyone in law enforcement. She knelt down and pulled up her pant leg, revealing an ankle holster. Orion raised a brow, impressed by this. He watched as the inspector holstered the weapon and stood back up. She straightened her blouse and jacket. She grabbed the Glock 22 again and holstered it to her hip.

"We can't stay for long, Winters. There's been a murder." Orion said to the firearms specialist.

Ian straightened back up, dusting his shirt off, his face suddenly serious. "Of course sir. If you need anything else, you know where to find me." He saluted the captain and inspector before going back to cleaning his recent project.


She was beautiful. Undeniably beautiful. Enchanting, almost. Dark red hair that curled past her shoulders that flew in the night breeze. Her dress hugged her frame perfectly, showing off every curve. She stood outside of the club, a hand pressed to her ear as she attempted to block out the music from inside. She was talking on the phone with someone. A boyfriend? She threw her head back in laughter. Maybe it was her parents? The woman laughed again and rolled her eyes. Judging by her behavior, it was quite possible. But that did not matter to the stranger who lurked behind the dumpster.

He liked watching people from afar. He enjoyed reading their body language and how they interacted with one another. But most of all, he loved watching young women. He liked the way they smelled, the way they spoke, the way they tasted. He licked his lips as this beautiful specimen finished her conversation and began to head towards the club. He couldn't let her get away, not when he was this close. He had to take her now.

Like a lion pouncing on a gazelle, he lunged from behind the dumpster and caught the woman from behind. His large arms wrapped themselves around her face, covering her mouth. She tried to scream but it was no use. Her attacker was much stronger than she was and he towered over her small frame. She continued to struggle but it was no help to her. He loved watching them fight back. It was fun and entertaining. Just the way he liked it.

He waited several moments before he twisted his arms and with a loud snap! the woman's neck was broken. She fell limp in his arms, her brown eyes wide and unseeing. He dragged her body deeper into the alleyway and laid her onto the cold floor. He knelt next to the body and took out a small blade from his back pocket. He leaned down to the woman's neck and began to carve into her skin, just behind the ear. When he was finished, he sat back to admire his work. And there, now dripping blood down the side of her neck, the letter L was signed into the woman's pale skin. He brushed a strand of the woman's hair before he stood up, pocketed his blade and walked away.


Hey guys! So, here is a character list to help everyone understand who is who in the world of Partners! I will continue to update this list every chapter as new characters are introduced!

Feel free to leave a review or two! I want to hear from you all!

Character List:

Orion Paxton: Optimus Prime
Stephen Parks: Sentinel Prime
Lacey Barton: Lunarbolt (My OC)
Ian Winters: Ironhide