" So I can go out to Uncle Tony's old Ranch in Nevada and work for the summer, or stay here and do nothing the summer?," Alex asked her mother who was cleaning the house.

"That is right Sweetie, I know it doesn't sound like much but…" her mother started to say

"I want to go mama, it sounds like fun," Alex swiftly said cutting her mother off

"Ok, but what about all your friends and Grayson?" Her mother said

"Well my friends are all going on vacations and I broke up with Gray a month ago mama. We're still friends but with him going to the navy this summer we thought it would be for the best to not have our relationship," Alex said to her mother

"Oh ok Sweetie that just makes me sad how much we don't talk anymore." Her mother said sadly. Alex looked at her mother, thing had be different since her father died. Now without her father there, Alex got a job working at Brock's Auto repair to help support them.

"Mama I have to work, we not only need the money it's a better coping mechanism then the other one ever was. Then you work when I leave for school and I work after school so, mama we don't see each other that much. Talking is a luxury we cannot afford right now," Alex said hugging her mother.

"I know, but that still makes me sad."

"Yeah mama, I understand. When can I leave mama, in the next week or so?"

"I'll call your uncle, why don't you pack your non-essentials." Alex shrugged as she let go of her mom and started up stairs to pack. She walked into her room, small almost blank space. She grabbed her violin and bow, she was about to start playing when she looked at her watch. She snorted at the time, she threw off her school uniform and pulled on her coveralls to her hips and tied them off. Then put on an old 80's rock band cut off. Running down stairs she slipped on her work boots. "Hey Alex before you go I called Tony, Wednesday is when he can get you a plane ticket out there." Alex shuddered as she raced out the door to Brock's Auto repair.

"Hey Livewire you alive in there," A male voice called into an old barn. A Shelby Mustang shook as the voice sounded again, "Live you in there."

"Yes, Tony where else would I be, I cannot move much, I am about to run dry." The Mustang said irritated that the man would disrupt his slumber for the fifth time this year. "Why do you wake me again? I am trying to survive here; I cannot leave so I die slowly."

"You're depressing me Live, but I think I have a solution."

"I'm listening Tony, what is this solution," Livewire slowly dragged out in a tried low voice.

"My niece, Live Alex is… you remember her right."

"The little girl that was obsessed me, wanting you to give her a ride," he again dragged out slowly and tiredly. Tony nodded, Livewire sighed "How old is she now Tony?"

"Seventeen or sixteen I don't really remember it's been awhile since I last saw my twin sister and her family," Tony said walking up to the Shelby Mustang.

"How will she solve this current situation?" He said, blowing dust and pollen out of his vents.

"May has the necklaces, with the energon crystals; our plan was to get Alex out here with it. since May can't leave her, why not just have Alex come here," the aging man said brushing more dust off the Mustang. Then promptly sneezing himself, "I'll get her out here on Wednesday think you can wait that long, old friend." The mustang snorted and mumbled, still trying to get the dust off his frame. "What cha say Live?"

"I'm no older than you, and why are you calling me old, I'm not the one who just had his fortieth birthday party, then promptly getting drunk as a skunk."

Tony frowned at the car "sure you are, you're like four million or so, and who told you that, I thought you were asleep the whole time."

"Two million and physical age is not truly defined in my species, I am like an eighteen year old mentally, I just happen to more responsible than you Tony. The news deputed a man fitting your description climbing, and then screaming from on top of semis. Not to mention I came, drove you home then placed you in your bed." the mustang argued to the forty year old man standing in front of him "so if this plan doesn't work you let me die in peace, and not get drunk again."

"Don't talk about dying, I'm not going to let you die, Live." Tony growled at Livewire starting to walk out from the barn.

"Fine… my old friend," Livewire dragged out trying not to laugh.

"I should hit you," Tony said shutting the barn door to leave Livewire alone again. He sighed as a teenager appeared in his driver seat.

"All right Adam let's get me… somewhat presentable." Live said as the teenager called "Adam" got out of the mustang, and then started to scour the paint off.