Disclaimer; Transformers are not mine, I own Kim, John and Tom.

This is a new story, it is a cross between movie verse and Transformers Prime.

Enjoy!


Prologue

Kim got up earlier than usual on a cold November morning and trudged downstairs to the kitchen where there was a small jar of coffee with enough coffee for one more cup and a small amount of milk and sugar. She put on her jug and trudged back upstairs to get dressed and pack her final belongings before she was to go be picked up by John, her boyfriend. A pair of skin tight jeans sat on the old chair in the corner of her room where she lived. Kim squeezed her large hips into them and lay on the bed to do them up. As she got off the bed she felt the button dig into her belly and a small roll of fat pop out over the low cut waistline,

"Kim you have to go back to the gym," she muttered to herself as she walked around the room in her bare feet. Her mother would be so pleased to know that the thirty year old had finally put on some weight but for Kim it was not acceptable.

She was always an overweight child and got bullied at school for it regularly, it wasn't until she finally left home to go to university and away from her mother's stodgy dinners and puddings that she finally begun to lose weight…plus her regular gym attendance. Ever since than her mother complained about how unhealthy she looked which was a contradiction of what others were saying who were encouraging her when she started to lose the weight.

She slipped a black long t-shirt on over the jeans, it was slightly longer at the sides and had a glittery picture on the front, over the t-shirt she put on a large woolly and the final thing were a pair of suede faux fur lined boots. The jug clicked off downstairs and her cat meowed as she trotted into Kim's bedroom and wrapped herself around her owner's legs. Kim looked at the back and white cat now on her bed sitting on her clothes in the suitcase looking at her forlornly. Kim smiled and stroked the cat's head,

"I'm sorry," she said in her deep scottish accented voice, "I can't take you but John will look after you until I return,"

John was her boyfriend of one year, he was tall with brown short wavy hair and hazel eyes, he was always clean shaven and neatly dressed in jeans and t shirts or jeans and a shirt. He was hoping to visit Kim while she was in America in the summer but that was a while away yet.

A loud bang on her door disturbed the young woman and made her jump, "How rude!" she thought as she trotted downstairs,

"Come on Lilly, let's go and see who tried to bash my door down,"

Kim picked up her cat and opened the door to reveal two young men standing by her door with a removal truck behind them,

"Miss Williams?" one of them asked,

"Yes that's me, have you come for my belongings,"

"Yes we have madam," Kim opened the door wider so that they could come in.

As she looked outside she cringed at the weather, it was pouring down with rain and cold.

Very cold!

"The stuff in the dining room is going into storage and the stuff in the lounge room is coming with me," she said as she pointed to each room. Kim looked at the mountains in the distance, they were shrouded by a grey mist adding to the sadness in her heart as she watched her belongings disappear into the back of a truck. She felt alone right now, her eyes burned and a lump formed in her throat.


Kim watched as the truck disappeared down the road with her her life neatly packed in boxes. She walked up to her bedroom and looked out of her window one last time at the view she had grown to love over the three years she had lived in her house. Her sapphire blue eyes wondered to the bright yellow sign with the real estate agents name written on it in green italic. It now had a "sold" sign slapped across it in a bold red print. She wondered if she had done the right thing but this new and exciting opportunity she had been praying for had come her way in a way she'd never dreamed of happening so it had to be right!.

Kim walked though the house, allowing her memories to play out in her head as she ventured into each room. Her life in this house had been great; friends popping in for coffee and a chat, christmas parties, home groups, bible study and romantic dinners with her boyfriend.

Yeah!

Sweet memories.

She looked at Lilly sadly and plopped her on the floor, now it was time to clean the house and wait for John to arrive to take her to the airport. It wouldn't be a long wait; her flight was at seven o'clock in the evening and she had to be there by four o'clock in the afternoon but first of all he was taking her to lunch at their favourite restaurant.

The young man turned up right on time as usual in his black four wheel drive. John came from a wealthy family who loved Kim to bits and hoped the couple's relationship could manage the long distance and time they would be apart. Kim opened the door,

"Hello Beautiful," he smiled as he kissed her on the cheek,

Kim invited John in, he looked around the house. It was completely empty. Devoid of all life. John looked at her,

"Do you have to go?" he asked,

"John…please…don't do this to me," Kim replied, "It's an opportunity we both agreed I should take," she hugged her boyfriend breathing in the scent of his cologne and the leather from his jacket, making sure she memorised it as if it was the last time she'd ever see him. She combed her fingers through his short wavy hair, her eyes burned as they glassed over with wetness from tears yet to be shed. He purred as her fingers continued to ran through his hair, he pulled away and looked at her tenderly as he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand before kissing her on the lips,

"It won't be long, baby," he said quietly, "You'll see, before you even know it, you'll be on a plane coming back to me. Besides I am coming to see me next year…aren't I?" those words offered the young man little comfort, a painful lump formed in his throat as he pulled her into another hug and savored the moment,

"Promise?" she croaked in his chest.

He pulled away again and tucked a lock of her long straight blonde hair which had escaped her pony tail behind her ear, revealing the gold earrings he'd brought her the other day. They were nine carat gold earrings in the shape of a heart with a diamond in the middle,

"I promise," he replied.

John had reserved a seat at the back of the restaurant, it was secluded and out of the way of prying eyes. They dropped Lilly off at his house first and then he drove onto the restaurant. It was an Italian restaurant…Kim's favourite food, and very classy. A waiter opened the door for the couple,

"Good afternoon," he said in a heavy Italian accent and guided them to their table.

He pulled a chair out for Kim who delicately sat down and placed the napkin over her lap,

"Your drink menu," the waiter said and placed a folder in front of the couple.

Kim looked around at the table, it was covered with a rich red tablecloth and a plain white one on top in a diamond manner. A candle was burning gently in the middle of the table, the flame dancing to the soft music which was playing in the background. The walls painted in a rich red paint on one wall with a picture of a Mediterranean house silhouetted against a flaming sunset. The other walls were a cream colour also with pictures and ornaments adorning them. Kim looked at the table again and opened her drink menu. They ordered their drink and their meal and sat there talking and laughing about the times they had.

After the main course John excused himself. Kim looked at her watch, there was still three hours to go before they had to leave, she watched the second hand tick slowly around the white clock face ticking away the time they had with each other and bringing them closer to the trauma of goodbye. John reappeared and soon after that the waiter did with a warm smile and a silver plate. John took a black velvet box off the plate and smiled at her,

"Kim," he said as he looked at her seriously, "I know we are going to be a part for a long time but I didn't want you leaving without me asking you one question," Kim's face lit up into the biggest smile as John got up from his seat and kneeled in front of her, "Kim I love you very much and I don't want to let you go. You have become my whole world…," she placed her hands over her mouth as her eyes watered and she started to sob, "…ever since I first saw you I knew you were special. Kim please…will you marry me,"

A tear coursed its way down Kim's cheek as she looked at her boyfriend who was looking at her hopefully. Waiters stood nearby rubbing their hands in anticipation of the young woman's answer and smiling. Kim looked at him and nodded,

"Yes," she cried, "Yes I will marry you,"

"You will?" he asked,

"Yes...yes I will," she replied again through tears of joy

John jumped up and placed the ring on her finger, kissed her and wrapped her in his strong arms. They heard a cork pop and the waiter turned up with two champagne flutes full of bubbling champagne,

"Congratulations," he said.

Kim blew air out of her mouth and waved her hands in front of her face as she remembered this bittersweet moment,

"Thank you," they both said.


The rest of the time passed quickly and it wasn't long before they were back in John's four wheel drive making their way to the airport. Their respective families were there with puffy eyes and big smiles. Kim showed them the engagement ring and half laughed and half cried as everybody admired it. John's father looked at her, his round face beaming with happiness for his son. He wore a black long overcoat with large pockets which his hands were tucked into, a habit he had when a situation was too hard, his blue eyes sparkled under thin grey eyebrows. He grabbed her and held her tight before pushing her away, his eyes now glassed over with moisture

"You make sure you come back to him, you understand?"

"Oh I'll be back," she assured him, "I have a wedding to attend," everybody laughed.

Kim looked around at the sea of faces and her smile disappeared, "Where's my sister?" she asked,

"You know your sister," her mother replied. She was a large jolly woman with died red hair which descended into curls around her face, "She'll be late for her own funeral,"

Passengers leaving on American airlines flight number AA 72 to California please make your way to departure gate number 12 a voice called over the tannoy. Kim looked at her boarding pass, this was it…this was her call. She reluctantly stood up and slowly made her way to the departure gate with John's arm linked in hers and their families following behind. He was carrying her hand luggage and his face looked hard as he tried to fight the emotion of letting her go. Kim looked out of the window, it was still pouring down with rain but she could see the nose of the huge jet which was going to take her away from her beloved fiancé. At the gate Kim flung herself into John's arms and held onto him as she sobbed on his shoulder,

"I love you," she croaked, "Remember that...don't forget," she said between sobs.

John kissed her on her neck and head, he cupped her head in his hands and kissed her on the mouth before he let her go and watched her disappear past the customs checkpoint. She took one last peek to see his mother and father standing beside him and tears coursing down his face. He stood in front of the plane that was going to take his beloved Kim from him and watched it make its final preparations before pulling out of its bay and taxi to the runway. Behind him people were milling around waiting for their own flights saying their hallos and goodbyes. Amongst the general noise he heard a recognisable voice call his name and turned around to see Kim's sister standing next to him,

"Did you do it?" she asked excitedly, "Did you pop the question?"

He looked at her, her whole small round face was smiling with the excitement of hearing his news, "Yes," he replied solemnly,

"What did she say?" Moira asked,

"Yes," Moira burst into fits of giggles and hugged him, "Where is she, let me congratulate her too,"

John pointed to the aircraft now racing down the runway and lifting its nose into the air. Moira looked out of the window, her smile turning into a frown,

"I missed her, I was hoping to catch her before she left but we got caught in the rush hour traffic," she said,

John nodded, "Would you like a coffee?" he asked,

"Yes please," Moira's husband, Lee wrapped his arms around his five month pregnant wife and comforted her, "She'll be back,"

They all sat in the café drinking coffee and reminiscing about the last year before they all had to go their separate ways. John drove his four wheel drive up the drive and outside his small terrace house, as he walked in he was greeted by Lilly, he picked her up and stroked her,

"She's gone Lils," he said sadly.

He sniffed the cat's fur, he could still smell Kim's perfume on the cat and smiled. Next year would be his turn.


Kim landed safely at the airport, she slept most of the way there so she wasn't really that tired…yet! As she made her way through to the arrival lounge she was greeted by a tall skinny man in a pair of jeans, a plain white shirt and a dark blue jacket. He had short wavy hair which was greying over the ears and and highlighted his aquamarine eyes. He smiled as he saw Kim walk through customs and held his hand out to her with a big smile,

"Miss Kim Williams?"

"Yes sir," she replied as she took his hand,

"I'm Tom Larson, a scientist leading the case you will be working on,"

"Pleased to meet you" Kim replied,

"I'll brief you on the way to your hotel,"

He grabbed Kim's bag and marched out of the airport into the chilly New York air and to Tom's black topkick parked in the car park. Tom placed the case and her other bag in the tray and opened the passenger door for her. Once she was inside and belted in he closed the door and got in next to her.

The drive to the hotel was a short one through the streets of New York,"

"How much do you know?" Tom asked Kim,

"Very little except, something about contamination of a nature reserve and animals dropping like flies from some sort of strange disease,"

"That's about it," Tiom replied,

"We heard you're one of the best in your field, that's why you're here. We don't know whether or not an infected beast has got into the consumer market, where this disease has come from, whether or not it is airborne or water bourne. All we know is that so far humans haven't been infected but that is a ticking time bomb and the source is being rather elusive,"

The middle aged man noticed the ring on her finger, "When's the big day?" he asked,

"Pardon?"

Kim followed his gaze to her ring finger, "We haven't decided yet, we got engaged the day I left England,"

Tom heard the sadness in her voice, "And you're missing him already," he said,

"Pretty much," she replied,

He smiled as they continued to drive through the streets of New York, Kim looked up at the tall skyscrapers and the pavements with millions of people going about their daily business and early Christmas shopping. She saw the building work going on where the new twin towers were carving their mark on the New York skyline. Finally Tom pulled up in front of a hotel and got out. Kim followed him up the concrete steps and into the lobby of the hotel. As she walked through the revolving door a rush of warm air blew in her face, it felt nice.

It was just like any other lobby with chairs dotted around the floor and tables with newspapaers and magazines. On the wall was a large flat screened tv with a video running of things to see and do in New York. There were cream coloured chairs around tables where people were sitting waiting for whatever or whoever. Some had suitcases while other had rucksacks and obviously going out on their discovery of the world famous city.

Tom and Kim walked up to the lobby; a girl in a peach uniform and blond hair neatly pulled back into a bun greeted them with a smile. A name badge on her uniform said she was called Maddie and she was the manageress on duty for the day. She looked at them and smiled,

"Can I help you?" Maddie said in her broad New York accent,

"Yes Ma'am," Tom said, "You have a room reserved for Kim Williams," he looked at Kim, "You will be resting up here for one night before we take the drive to the mountains,"

"Certainly sir," she said as she rang a bell on the couter.

A young man in the hotel uniform came and stood by Kim's luggage. Kim watched as Maddie checked for her name on the system and then turned around to where there was a row of hooks with keys on them. Maddie found the key with room number 506 and handed it to Kim,

"Enjoy your stay," Maddie said,

"Thanks," Kim replied

The porter escorted her to her room, Kim put the key in the lock and opened the door revealing an average sized room with a bed, wardrobe, dresser and chest of drawers. The covers on the bed were pink…Kim hated pink.

The walls were a cream colour and the plush carpet was also…pink. Kim shrugged, "I suppose I can put up with it for a while," she thought and moved further into the room. There was a patio door with vertical blinds which were cream. The view outside the door was simply stunning, she walked up to the door and took in the sight in front of her. The sun was still rising casting long shadows over the buildings. Despite her tiredness Kim really wanted to get out into this exciting city and look around.

The portar hang around for a bit and coughed politely. Kim turned around and looked at him before her memory was jolted, "Oh of course," she said politely and handed the porter his tip,

"Thank you Ma'am," he said.

Kim smiled at him, "You're welcome," she replied.

Tom turned to her as he left her room, "My wife and daughter are here, we'll let you get some rest and freshened up and pick you up after lunch to show you around,

"Thanks that would be great," Kim replied.

Kim looked at the bed beckoning her to lay down. She allowed herself to just fall backwards her long blonde hair fanning out over the bed around her head making it look like she was wearing a halo. It wasn't long before Kim fell asleep unaware of a police saleen parked opposite the hotel watching to see what her next move might be.


That's all for now, there will probably be more but not until after Christmas. Please read and review.