So I was rereading/editing LIT-TIL when my computer surprises me with a hidden chapter and the start of this story here. I glimpsed over I and the next thing I knew I'm being hit over the head by my muse as the question of how'd Blue and Ollie became so best friends. Thinking it over I figured there had to be some amount of trial and error, minor kidnapping/running away, and how when the hell did Ollie teach Blue Morse code? And so I came to the conclusion that they had to have been together a lot longer than a couple of months especially with the incident to come in the next chapter... So I made it into a two year time span before they turned up buying the house next door to Annabelle and her aunts.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. However I do stake claim to my brainchild, Jacen Oliver Knox, and kinda sorta to the plot. Because if you really think about it, someone out there as already written something along the same line.

Prologue

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July 8th 1947 outside the towns of Corona and Roswell New Mexico.

The heat of the reentry screamed into his pain receptors as it burned into his stasis pod, onlining his long dormant processors. The metal, already damaged by ancient gunfire and drifting through the empty vacuum of space, groaned and warped slightly as it seared his protoform underneath.

With a thunderous boom and a denta plate chattering crash he landed into the cool night soil, the pod sliding across the cool dusty earth. The sound of cooling metal filled the night air. His HUD was flashing red with the multitude of alerts warning of his energy levels, his condition, and of his severed communications relays.

With a painful twinge he initiated his T-cog, starting the transformation process. Long unused gears and hydraulics spun to life as his parts shifted and reformatted themselves as his limbs unfurled from their cramped position... He hurt as the last of his gears shifted into place as he stood tall on the broken ground, pieces of his stasis pod scattered in the dust around him.

The cool night breeze blew across his doorwings soothing the warm metal, making him shiver from the feeling... His audios picked up on the sound of approaching engines, and a slight fear struck into him as his mind threatened to capture him with memories of his past. Shivering once more he ran for the cover of several large boulders.

The approaching drones stopped and several organics scrambled out to gape at his landing site. They pulled out several devices and began scanning the area, the several of the organics were excited over the debis. The others were surveying the area with wary optics, tiny guns occupying their servos.

Blue optics landed on one of the drones, and before he could stop it, scans to ran across it one of them acquiring it's shape as his altmode. The bot cursed as the sounds of his transformation met the air and alerted the organics to his position. The sound of running pedes announced the organics rushing his hiding spot...

With the rev of his engine he tore out of there without waiting to find out their intentions...