Disclaimer: I do not own the Transformers in any way, shape, or form. They belong to Hasbro and Michal Bay is to be given credit for some of the Transformer's new alt modes. However, Kat and Josh O'Malley are mine and no you cannot have them unless you ask really nice. They are based off of my friends so borrowing is prohibited unless you know my friends and their personalities.

A/N: I know I shouldn't do this, but this is bugging me and I want to put it out. I will finish everything I write, but with my ADD or is it ADHD, my writing comes in spurts.

Chapter 1

Birthdays, Accidents, and Confusion

"Oh where is my hairbrush? Oh where is my hairbrush? Oh where, oh where, oh where, oh where, oh where, oh where! Is my hairbru-" a pale hand smacked the iPod alarm clock before the song could continue. Blearily sea-green eyes opened to glare at the displayed time as if it was mocking the girl with its happy lights.

"At least it's my day off," the low soprano voice grumbled as the covers were kicked away. A tousled shoulder length honey blond head of hair rolled against the pillow as her curvy figure stretched lazily. It was a beautiful mountain morning with warm sun filtering in through the tall windows and warming the studio apartment. A cracked window let in the mountain breeze and with it, the smell of a spring storm on the air. Katherine Annabelle O'Malley, known as Kat to her friends, smiled as the breeze brushed over her lightly; prompting goose bumps before it continued through her home. With a wide yawn, she rolled out of bed to the floor and began doing pushups effortlessly. While she wasn't a body builder in any sense of the word but she defiantly had some tone to her and enjoyed keeping in shape. 250 pushups later she got to her feet just as her phone rang. Absently she picked it up as she headed over to her treadmill to continue her workout. "If this is a telemarketer I'm not interested and will sue if you ever call again. This is the required 24 hour notice you need under Colorado law. Any call after 24 hours and you will be hearing from my lawyer."

"Aw, still having trouble with them Kat?" a teasing tenor voice came out of the speaker and Kat smirked. Her older brother Joshua knew she hated telemarketers with a passion though she understood the need to eat that the people in those jobs had. "Are little telemarketers too much for the great Katherine O'Malley?"

"Josh, if I had a dime every time a telemarketer called, I'd be filthy rich," Kat stated dryly. Josh chortled at that. "What's on your mind big brother?"

Kat could almost hear the man's shrug. "Not much, just seeing what your plans for the day where."

Kat raised an eyebrow at that. "What are you planning?" she demanded.

"Open your door."

"Use the fragging key," she snapped back and hung up. A few seconds later a tall, lanky, black haired man entered her studio apartment.

Josh blinked when he caught her on the treadmill. "Morning workout? I thought you'd be done with this already! It's already eight!"

Kat flipped him off and quickly finished her routine. "I was up late last night working on a Transformer's fic," she informed him, wiping the sweat off her face with the nearby hand towel. "So I slept in this morning."

Josh shook his head at Kat, knowing her obsession to her fan fictions and tossed her a bottle of water that she proceeded to down as the towel rested against her neck. "Why don't you go shower and I'll cook us up something," he suggested.

Kat shrugged and waved a hand at her kitchen. "You know my rules," she stated and quickly picked up a change of clothes. With a thankful nod, she slipped into her bathroom. Josh chuckled at quickly made a meal as Kat got clean and dressed for the day. When she came out she was dressed in jeans and her favorite blood red over bust corset while she tied her still damp hair back in a ponytail. The two quickly dug into their meal and while they were eating Kat asked, "So, what are you planning?"

Josh blinked innocently at her. "Can't an older brother surprise his baby sister?" he asked before a small smirk crossed his lips.

Kat rolled her eyes and gave him a knowing look while leveling her fork at him warningly. "Josh, I know it's my birthday, but if your plans involve parties or alcohol I'm out. This is a 'me' day, and I even shut down the shop to take it. That means mall and shopping spree!"

Josh cringed at that before putting up his hands in surrender. He knew better than to get between a woman and their shopping. Something his many girlfriends had managed to get through to him before Kat chased them off. "Okay, woman! Can I at least give you your birthday present?" he asked instead.

Kat's face lit up at the thought. Josh always got her the best gifts. Last year for Christmas he had gotten her an amazing rawhide trench coat, one where she could hide a full length katana in. And for her birthday that same year gave her a wolf's head cane with hidden blade inside. It seemed her brother could always find her the perfect gift as it was always something she would never buy for herself. "Pretty please?" she begged with wide eyes.

Josh chuckled and pulled two packages out from the inner pockets of his own trench coat and handed her one. "Open this one first," he ordered. Kat didn't hesitate to tear into the paper and opened the box only to gape at its contents. Inside were two, custom made .45 hand guns with a familiar symbol etched on the sides. "I remembered how much you've been obsessing over your Transformers as of late so I had the Autobot symbol put on them," Josh explained. He got a soft smile as she quickly began assessing the weapons while cooing over them

"Josh, they're gorgeous!" Kat breathed, taking the guns out and checking the sights. "You even got me extra clips and filled them!"

Josh's smile grew at the hero-worship he heard in her voice and pushed the other box across the table. "Now this one," he instructed.

Kat gave him a funny look, as the guns were perfect in her mind, and opened the second box. Inside was a chest gun holster that had a metal version of the Autobot symbol carefully stitched over the holsters and strange looking bullets. "The bullets the experimental ones you had me working on," he explained as she expertly put on the vest, securing it over the corset and displaying the symbols proudly, before examining the bullets. "Sabot round, compact style and it won't damage your guns. They're actually the first of five to be treated to be able to handle these rounds. And, as of right now the mini-sabot's only come in .45 as we can't get them to work in any of the other sizes, though we may get some better .308 rounds soon."

Kat jumped to her feet to hug her brother tightly. "Oh my god Josh I love them!" she squealed. Josh winced at the attack on his hearing but hugged her back with a laugh. "How much for the sabots?" she asked when she pulled back.

"Not a penny," he replied with a stern look. "They're part of the half patent that you own, so you will never have to by these. Though, I'm hearing rumors that the government wants us to contract exclusively with them."

"Have you given then a response?" Kat asked as she reclaimed her seat.

Josh shook his head as he finished up. "Not yet, I wanted to get your opinion first."

Kat tilted her head thoughtfully as she mentally went over the pros and cons. As she thought, she rolled her fork between her fingers. "Honestly if we can keep these rounds of the street that would make me happy. And I actually came up with the idea with the military in mind," she admitted. Josh nodded, having figured that much out himself, and began washing the plates and pans. Kat hugged him tightly when he picked up her plate. "Thanks for the awesome morning big brother," she smiled. Josh smiled back and finished washing the dishes as Kat got her trench coat on. She slipped her wallet and check book inside one of the inside pockets, triple checking to make sure her license to carry concealed and bladed weapons was on her before she slipped her favorite, Autobot etched knife in the small of her back and the guns into the holster.

By the time she finished so had Josh. "Wanna ride to the mall?" he offered.

Kat drooled slightly when she thought about his shiny new black Camaro that would be sitting behind her shop but shook her head. "Naw, I'd just end up dragging you halfway across Springs if you put me in that baby and you still have work today," she pointed out. "I'll take the bus."

Josh shrugged and hugged his sister. "Just be careful," he cautioned. "I've been hearing weird rumors on the streets." Kat nodded and helped him into the car, softly cooing at the beautiful paint job and the interior design.

"Ya know big brother if you-" she started to say.

But Josh cut in with a laugh. "I know, I know. If I ever need someone to work on the car, call you. I will little sis. Happy birthday."

"Love you big bro," Kat murmured as she hugged him through the window then watched him speed off. Of the two of them Josh was the science and tech geek, which is why he was in control of their mother's company. Kat was just a musician, gear head, martial artist whose favorite hobby was to write fan fictions, mostly on the Transformers. Kat shook those thoughts from her head and put in her headphones. The day was all her own and she was going to enjoy ever millisecond of it.

Kat got on the bus and let it take her to her spot of relaxation, the mall. She spent the day just cruising around window shopping mostly, until a movie memorabilia shop caught her attention. Kat slipped inside the store and made a beeline for their Transformer's section. What she saw had her drooling. "Can I help you?" a young perky voice asked.

Kat blinked up at the gothic looking teen and grinned when she caught sight of the Autobots ALWAYS kick 'Con aft! shirt the girl was wearing. "Where do I get one and do you have it in a large?" she asked pointing at the teen's shirt. The young girl's face lit up when she realized she had a fellow Autobot fan and showed her everything she could. Kat ended up picking up the shirt as well as one that just said Till all are one! as well as a few earrings and a pair of dog tags with the NEST/Autobot insignia on one side and the other was blank.

As a special the teen, whose name Kat learned was Laura, engraved Kat's name, blood type, and her allergy to penicillin on the tags. "That allergy bites!" Laura said as she took of the heavy metal working gloves and examined the tags to make sure everything was done right. "Do you want silencers with these? I'll toss them in for free." Kat nodded and Laura handed her the tags and silencers, watching in awe as Kat easily slipped the silencers on. "You military?"

"Naw," Kat chuckled as she slipped the tags on. "My dad was though. I got silencers for his tags when I got them from him. Same when I had a copy made for my brother. Josh always wanted to be military, but something's in our lives made it impossible." Laura shot her an apologetic look that she knew was for her brother but Kat waved it off as she paid for everything. "Have a good day and thanks!"

"Thank you and come back soon!" Laura called with a wave as she took her bags and left. Checking the time, Kat realized it was far past lunch and she should do something else as she had already done a full trek of the mall. With a shrug she left and headed for the bus stop that would take her home.

That's where she saw it. A SSC Ultimate Aero Twin Turbo sat in the parking lot shining in the sun with its red and blue paint job. Kat checked her chin for drool then pulled out her phone to snap as many shots of the car as possible. The driver wasn't half bad either. A tall tanned male in a Hawaiian shirt and suffer shorts leaned against the hood with a cocky smirk though he glared at anyone who dared to come close to his car. Not that Kat could blame him. The car he had wasn't even out on the market yet! Even Josh, who knew the creator and was owed a few favors by the man, hadn't been able to get her in to see them. Not that they hadn't tried.

Kat was so enthralled with the car that she almost missed her bus. Kat shook herself out of her fantasies about the car and got on with a sheepish grin, flashing her bus pass on the meter. However, the bus end up sitting at the stop for a while as everyone on board gapped as well. Not that she could blame them, it was a true work of art. Finally Kat had enough and got off the bus. She was going to talk to the cutie with the hot car and find out where the hell he got it! But she never made it across the street. Instead, a distracted truck driver (another person staring) never saw her walk into the street until it was too late.

All Kat knew was pain as she suddenly when flying. She barely registered the screech of tire breaks as the large Ford F150 truck that hit her came to a stop or the screams of bystanders as they saw her fly. The initial impact that sent her flying knocked the wind out of her, and the landing made everything worse. Gasping for breath and unable to catch it she tried to calm her racing heart. Kat knew she was going into shock, long before her body actually got there and had to fight to keep from hyperventilating.

As she fought to keep her body under control, one of the bystanders came to hover over her. "Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" the guy asked loudly though calmly.

Kat could tell he was used to high stress situations as he was hiding his shock and fear in an expert manor. "Call an ambulance," Kat croaked out painfully. "No penicillin. Allergic. Check tags." With that information passed on she let herself slip into sweet oblivion.

00000000000000000000000000000000

It took a while for Kat's brain to start consciously processing things again. When it did the first thing she noticed was the pain in her chest and head. It was only with experience that she was able to push the pain aside and evaluate her condition herself. The burning in her chest told her that she had at least fractured if not broken multiple ribs and one scrapped her lung dangerously when she took a deep breath. But that could be ignored through will and medications. With only one broken, it wouldn't be too bad but she would need to take it a little easier than usual. The throbbing in her temples from the back of her head and the fact it took some effort to see straight told her she had a concussion.

Now that she had the condition of her body she focused on looking around and sighed when she saw she was in the ER. Her sigh caught the attention of the person next to her and she felt a familiar hand slip into her own and gently squeeze. Kat looked to the owner of the hand and smiled at Josh. Her older brother gave her a shaky smile back. It wasn't the first time Kat had ended up in the Emergency Room and knowing their family history, it wouldn't be then last. "Hey kitten," he whispered, giving her hand another gentle squeeze. "How are you feeling?"

Kat resisted the urge to laugh as it would be quite painful and settled for a wiry grin. "Could be a lot worse," she replied honestly. "What's the damage?"

"Concussion and multiple fractured and broken ribs," Josh replied. "You're right, it could have been worse. Thankfully the truck was high enough that you were able to brace most of the impact, though how you don't have broken arms I don't know and I really don't want to know right now."

Kat inclined her head slightly and refocused her thoughts. "Where's everything?" she asked.

Josh pulled a shopping bag up from under her bed at that. "What all did you buy?" he asked looking through the bag.

Kat described the shirts and he nodded when he saw them along with her earrings and lifted the tags off of her chest when she mentioned them. "And my gear?" she asked when he put her shopping down.

"I've got your new guns, holsters, and your knife in my car with your trench," Josh assured her. "When the cops saw your license they gave everything to me to keep safe." Kat nodded as it made perfect sense to her and slowly began pushing herself up just as the doctor came into the small room.

Seeing what she was doing the doc shook his head in exasperation. "You are very lucky kiddo," he sighed as he came over and helped her sit up and raised the bed so she could lean against it. This wasn't the first time the O'Malley's had come through his ER and he was sure it wouldn't be the last. "The truck that hit you also ended up hitting the bus you were on when he tried to swerve to keep from hitting you again. You are very lucky to be alive."

Kat frowned at that. "Is the driver okay?" she asked.

The doctor checked her bandages and nodded. "He's shaken but fine. He would like to apologize for the accident and wishes to pay all of your medical bills. He also wants to meet you and apologize in person."

Kat thought about it as she replied the accident in her head. Something wasn't adding up. For some reason she had two memories of the accident. One was right in front of her home while the other one was in front of the mall. The truck that hit her was the same, with the only difference being the symbol on the grill. One was the normal Toyota symbol. The other she could swear was the Autobot symbol. "Where was I hit?" Kat asked slowly.

Josh was the one who replied quickly, apparently expecting the question. "In front of your apartment's bus stop, do you remember?"

"Yes… and no," she replied as dread filled her. "Doc, what's this guy's name?"

"A Mr. Ian Hyde," the doctor replied with a raised eyebrow. "He and his boss a Tim P. Primouse wish to make it up to you."

Kat's stomach fell through the floor as reactions and information lined up in her head. Josh hadn't done his usual head shake when he had seen her Transformers merchandise; instead he had looked slightly confused. Ian Hyde was one of the many cover names she had seen for Ironhide and the truck that hit her was the exact thing his alt mode was. And Tim P. Primouse was an anagram for Optimus Prime! Of course he was Ian's "boss" because he technically was! "Josh, if I was to say Transformers, what would you think?" she asked seemingly out of nowhere.

"It's an electrical box," he replied immediately and frowned when she paled. "Kat?"

Kat shook her head and brought her thoughts back to where they needed to be. She needed her computer to do some more research before she really got in over her head. "Doc, please let Mr. Hyde and Mr. Primouse know that while I appreciate the thought it won't be necessary. The accident was completely my fault as I wasn't looking when I stepped into traffic. I am the one to blame, not Mr. Hyde." As she spoke she got up out of bed, fighting down the dizziness that sprung up with her movement. Once the room settled she reached for her clothing.

Thankfully the doctor had treated her before so he knew better than to insist that she sit back down. Instead he drew the curtains around her so she could dress properly and privately. "Sure thing Kat," he sighed then thought of something else. "Mr. Hyde also had a question for you. He wanted to know where you got your new tags. Said he liked the design and asked what NEST stood for."

Kat paled slightly further at that as she came back out, dressed once more in her corset. Though the doc usually didn't like her in the tight fitting clothing, he knew she could use the steel boning along with the wrapping on her ribs to keep the ribs in place. "Found the tags in a small store in the Mall. My information was added later. Don't remember the name of the shop. I love the designs though. They're from a movie you know." The doctor shrugged and Josh gave her a confused look. But he kept silent as Kat signed her release forms and they quickly headed for his car, though Kat stumbled slightly. It was only Josh's quick hand on her elbow that helped her stay upright.

Only once they were in the car did Josh ask what was on his mind. "Kat, when did you add those designs to the guns and hostlers I gave you?" he asked as he pulled out and blinked as his sister swore. "Katherine Annabelle O'Malley what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know brother," Kat sighed leaning against the seat and closing her eyes. "Did you ever start the program on alternate realties?"

Josh shot her a confused look. "You mean the one mom came up with? No why?" Kat shut up and shook her head. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'll be fine if all of this just blows over," Kat murmured as she closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat. "If it doesn't…I'll disappear." With that she fell asleep and Josh was left to ponder over her statements. Josh let her sleep until they came to her shop. It was a modest automotive shop that Kat had received as an 18th birthday present from their parents. They waited until she was 20 to tell her that it also served as the families company's automotive department. This was a good thing in the end. Kat had pitched a fight about that before sulking and working on clean energy cars in her spare time. Kat had the upstairs converted to her loft and loved taking custom jobs. When she wasn't working on a car, she sang freelance at the local clubs. Josh pulled into the shop and gently shook his sister awake.

Kat blinked blearily up at him and yawned. Josh smiled at the cute picture she made and decided he wasn't going to make her walk. Pulling her bag out, he put her guns and holsters in it before slinging the trench coat over his shoulder, putting the bag on his arm, and carefully picked his sister up. Getting through the door was a chore, but he did it without waking her further. Once he got her inside he helped get her into her PJ's and tucked her into bed before putting her purchases and new toys away. He paused when he saw her closet and frowned. The symbol she had on her tags was ever where in her closet and there seemed to be pictures of giant robots. It apparently was Kat's newest obsession he deduced though he had no idea where she got it.

He shook his head and checked to see if she was storing her mini-sabot rounds properly. Josh suddenly remembered when Kat randomly called him up, asking if he could make them. It wasn't hard as he had gotten his hands on the designs a while ago, but making the special coating for the guns was difficult. Now though he had a Major Lennox begging for the weaponry and an exclusive contract.

"You're thinking too loudly again," Kat called from her bed. Josh turned to see she had woken up and had pulled her laptop to her. What she was finding had her frowning in anger and frustration. But she managed a tense smile for him. "Wanna talk?"

Josh sighed and sat on the bed to better watch her. Finally shook his head. "It's nothing. So, what's your new obsession?" he asked.

Kat raised an eyebrow and finally looked at him. "Go to my movie collection and pull out Transformers and Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen please," she asked of him. Josh gave her a confused look but went over to her DVD rack.

He looked for the titles but didn't see them. He even looked around her TV and DVD player, but they were not to be found. "I don't see them Kat," he informed her, coming back over to the bed to sit.

Kat closed her eyes painfully at that. Either someone was messing around with her head, or she had finally appeared in something she would write as a fan fiction. "Never mind Cypher," she sighed, figuring it was the later as all the internet information was gone, but the stuff she had saved to her computer was still there. That did not bode well for her in the short term. Long term, maybe, but the short term was going to be hell. "I'm tired big brother. But would you mind staying the night?" Josh shook his head and pulled out the bed that was in her couch and made it up. As Kat put her things away she also tucked her knife under her pillow and watched her brother make himself comfortable. "Thanks Josh," she whispered and began to fall into sleep.

Just before she fell completely unto slumber she heard, "I will always be with you little sister." She smiled and allowed her mind to slip into the darkness that made up her dreams. Hopefully, things would make more sense when she woke.

A/N: I've read fanfics where the character ends up in the Transformer's world and doesn't realize what has happened until they talk too much. So I decided that a smarter, less talkative, character was something I wanted to work with. Kat is a combination of several of my friends they are all awesome!