AN- Just a small oneshot. Isn't linear to anything, just something that came to me while developing Avenger's character. Comments are appreciated.

NOTE: Writing is pretty much at a stand still. There is no timeline for me to finish anything and no guarantee of it at all. The most likely thing to happen is small oneshots to appear every now and again. I find I just don't have the drive to be a writer like that. However If anyone is interested in hearing the rest of FireRose's story or that of Neon and Lithium, I am continuing them through Facebook. Each has a page that will essentially tell their story. Thank you for those that read my stories and reviewed. You are all very much appreciated. :D

Avenger scrambled helplessly as her TARDIS bounced out of control. She tumbled about the large space, trying to catch hold of the console. Her side crashed into the pilot's chair ricocheting her into her target.

"Oh for the love of all things. What is going on with you?" She spoke angrily to her TARDIS. Per usual she received no response. Yet with no companion, it was a habit she had fallen into.

Finally she heard the tell-tale wheezing of the braking system telling her she had landed. Righting herself, Avenger looked at various screens trying to discover where and when she was. That gave no results, so she headed over to the door to try to figure it out by hand.

"This ought to be an adventure." Her blue eyes glimmered in excitement. Maybe this wasn't her intended destination, but if her TARDIS had brought her here there must be a good reason. Flicking her long brown hair off her leather jacketed shoulder, she opened the double doors and stepped outside.

The bright shine of the sun shining off the metal landscape was the first thing to assault her vision. She reached into her dimensionally extended pockets and pulled out a pair of sunglasses she had gotten from Elvis. Slipping those on she glanced about for some sign of life. What better way than to ask the locals? So with a bounce in her step, Avenger headed off to hunt someone down.

It didn't take long to discover her quarry. Not five minutes later she came across a tall red and blue armored robot staring morosely across the landscape. She let her feet carry her to stand next to the large being.

"Yo there. Mind lending me a wee bit of assistance?" She called up to him in her mock british accent. The being looked down at her in surprise, its bright blue optics shining like stars.

"Who are you? Better yet, what are you?" He asked first off.

"They call me Avenger. I'm a timelord. And you, giving the look of ya, are a cybertronian. Ah I'm on Cybertron. Looks like pre to early war." She bounced about finally knowing where she was. Avenger had heard of the Cybertronians from others. They were said to be almost as old as the Timelords. She had heard stories of timelords finding ships of them scattered across the universe, extending themselves as far as they could.

The mech gave her a look, not understanding how she knew what she did. "Who are you Avenger? How do you know of us?" He decided to focus on one problem at a time, pushing the question of who she understood him off to the side.

"My people know your people. Let's leave it at that for now. So what's your name?"

"I am Ori... uh Optimus Prime." He had to catch himself. He was new to the Prime title and not yet used to the new name that accompanied it. Upon hearing his name, Avenger's eyes widened.

"You're Optimus Prime? My word, Optimus Prime. The big bot himself! I can't believe it!" She jumped about in joy. She clapped her hands together with a smile and returned to face him best she could. "It's a true honor to meet you."

"I thank you for your words though I may not fully understand." He knelt to her level. "Now Avenger, I have another question for you. What are you doing here?"

The two talked there on that bluff until the first moon was giving way to the second. They told each other stories of their pasts, both glancing over certain details that were too hard to speak of quite yet. They also talked of her interesting fashion sense, what with her red converse, faded jeans, white dress shirt and black tie, and leather jacket. She admitted that it was literally things she had just thrown on from her closet.

"So you travel through time in this ship of yours. You must have someone to travel with?" He commented after a time. She looked up with sad, distant eyes.

"I'll occasionally have a companion or two. But most of the time I travel alone. It's safer that way. After all there aren't many of my people left, but our enemies are still numerous." Avenger sighed heavily. But she looked back up to Optimus with a smile. "That doesn't mean I don't have time for fun."

"You certainly are a puzzle Avenger. But time has grown short and I have business come the solar cycle. I am afraid I must head back. But I would like to thank you." Optimus Prime grinned as he stood to his full height.

"For what?" Her head tilted in confusion.

"For showing me that nothing is impossible, just highly unlikely." He put simply and started walking away before she could comment. As he walked away he could hear her coarse laugh ring out against the silent night. Had he looked back he would have seen the huge grin plastered on her face.

"Good on you, Prime. Good on you." She felt like they had really formed something that night. The soft and fuzzys flitted about in her stomach. It was a strange feeling that she hadn't dealt with in some time. She liked him...

The next morning found Optimus in the first of what would be innumerable strategy meetings to plan their assault against the Decepticons. He sat at the head of a large table . Next to him sat his second, Prowl, and his close friend and weapons specialist, Ironhide. What was left of the Counsel had been disbanded after the events of his accepting the role of Prime. He had recently decided being a new Prime wasn't the best place to be right now.

Hours of bickering later and they had finally worked out a rough long-term defense plan. Their immediate concern was figuring out how their enemy was going to operate. He had sent his saboteur and good friend Jazz on the task.

Optimus and Ironhide had left the meeting together to relax in the rec room. Optimus was stressed and needed a nice cube of energon to help relax him. But his relaxation would have to wait if Ironhide kept on talking.

"So where were you last night? I know you said you'd be out on a walk to clear your processor, but it was nearly the next cycle when you came back. You weren't out with a femme, were ya Prime? Elita One perhaps?" Ironhide jested, nudging his friend suggestively.

Optimus vented for what seemed like the millionth time that solar and looked at the black mech. "No, I was not with Elita and certainly not in the way you were implying. I simply had a talk..." He stopped vaguely. The prime wasn't sure how to explain his meeting with Avenger. After all it wasn't something conventional or easy to speak of.

Ironhide stopped when the reached the rec room doors. "A talk? What exactly is that supposed to mean Optimus? With who?"

Optimus ignored him and stepped into the room. He almost ran into Ironhide when he stepped back in shock at the sight before his optics. There talking with Sunstreaker and Sideswipe was Avenger. He stared at the small female, optics shuttering quickly. Ironhide stepped up behind him and looked on in confusion of another sort.

"What is that thing you two are talking to?" The hulking mech asked the twins. The question drew the three's attention to the newcomers in the room. Avenger smiled brightly when she noticed Optimus.

"Oh hello there. Name's Avenger. Optimus glad I could catch you again. There are a few things that have come up, and I figured you were the mech to talk to." She hopped down off the table she had been standing on and walked over to the two mechs.

Ironhide stared down at her, taking out his cannons when she approached. Avenger looked up at the sound of weapons powering up. Her awkward chuckle echoed in the otherwise silent room.

"Easy there big boy. I'm no threat unless you're a Dalek, Cyberman, Weeping Angel, Vashta Nerada, or well I could keep going but it's really not necessary. The point is I'm not going to hurt any of you." Avenger gave her best 'not a threat' smile. But when he kept his weapons out and pointed at her, she gave up.

Her hand snaked into her pocket once again, this time pulling out her trusty sonic screwdriver. Pointing the small contraption at him, she shut off his weapons systems temporarily. Ironhide snarled at her when his cannons powered down because of her small device. He knelt to her level and glared her down.

"I don't care who you think you are. No one... I mean NO ONE messes with my cannons." Ironhide growled at her, but she just looked at him flatly. He went to make a grab for her when another servo caught his arm.

Optimus pulled his friend back on his feet. "Ironhide no. Avenger is not a threat, in fact she is a friend. And she would not have had to 'mess' with your cannons had you not overreacted in the first place. Now... Avenger was the one I was talking with last lunar cycle. What seems to be troubling you?" He first explain/reprimanded his soldier before turning to face his new friend.

She glanced up at him first in confusion. But then her earlier statement crossed her mind and she went to explain. "Apparently... my TARDIS has decided I'm not quite finished with my business here. Basically, she won't let me leave." Avenger shrugged. "I was wondering if you might be able to help me out here."

Several Stellar cycles later, time found Avenger lying happily with Optimus as the early morning sun started to shine through the large window in their berth room. She rolled over, a frown playing softly on her face. Her eyes remained closed though she snuggled closer to the great mech she was sleeping on top of.

"Orion, I don't want to get up." She complained. Optimus chuckled at her antics as his optics flickered back to life after a very pleasant recharge with his soon to be lifemate.

His hand cupped her much smaller frame to his chest plates. "I know you do not. But I received a message from Jazz containing something you will want to have part of." He gave her a small smile when she finally lifted her head and opened her eyes.

"This had better be good." Avenger mumbled as she got off him and wandered over to her impromptu closet space. Since moving in with him, she had moved some of her clothes from her TARDIS to his room. She left the TARDIS out there where she knew no one would discover it. Avenger dressed in her usual unusual style: Typical red converse, jean shorts, red dress shirt and black tie, with her traditional leather jacket. Dressed and ready, she walked out of the berth room and into the hall to head down to the main communications room.

Optimus, Ironhide, Prowl and Jazz were there waiting for her. Everyone seemed to be filled with tension that only worsened when she entered the room. She glanced from mech to mech, trying to put the puzzle together.

"Alright, what's going on here?" She asked sternly.

"The Decepticons have a new ally... the Daleks." The room seemed to grow with the silence after Jazz delivered the news. Avenger's mood went from slightly annoyed to beyond livid. Her eyes conveyed her seething anger as they glinted an almost red.

"Where are they?" She barely managed to grit out. Jazz gave her the information, but Optimus placed her on his shoulder quickly afterwards. He told her she wasn't allowed to run off without them and a plan of attack.

"I do have a plan," She countered. "Attack." Optimus rolled his optics at her and started working with his men to create a plan of countering this new information.

Six joors later and Optimus' plan hadn't exactly gone as planned. Megatron and Dalek Sen had been waiting for them to arrive. Several contingents of Dalek soldiers and one ship started their attack almost instantly. The prime and his men did their best to combat them, but it wasn't easy.

Megatron looked on the battle field in amusement. There was no way in his mind that Optimus Prime would be able to pull through this one. He glanced over to his current 'partner' for a moment. He wouldn't need this Dalek Sen after this battle was through. No, he would take control. His blood red optics trailed back to the battle only to be caught by a small organic making its way over.

"This is so not how this is going down." She spat out angrily to the Dalek beside him. Dalek Sen hovered over to his side, eye stalk swiveling to see.

"AVENGER, YOU SHALL NOT SUCCEED. ALL SHALL BE EXTERMINATED! EXTERMINATE. EXTERMINATE!" His egg whisk of doom arm shot off a round at her that she dodged recklessly.

"That's what you think, you over grown salt shaker." With that she took off toward their battle ship. She legs pumped viciously as she thanked everything for the gift of two hearts. The ship gleamed evilly before her eyes as she quickly entered it. Several Daleks tried to stop her advance but were quickly put out of commission. This wasn't something she planned on failing at. This time she wasn't going to run away.

Dalek Sen finally caught up with her in the control room. His forces were being over run by the autobots modified weapons. He knew that it was likely this battle was lost. So when he saw her with her sonic out and pointed at a very important panel, he knew it was time to act.

"YOU WERE A FRIEND OF THE DOCTOR'S. YOU WILL SHOW US MERCY IN DEFEAT." The helpless Dalek pleaded like a child.

Avenger stared him straight in the eye stalk, no emotion showing on her worn visage. "No, not this time." and she flicked her screwdriver on. The ship went haywire, lights blinking and warnings being shouted out. She decided now would be the time to leave as she heard the order shouted for emergency temporal shift. She had just reached the exit when a lone Dalek came up behind her. She never even noticed as it lifted on of its arms to aim at her. But both she and Optimus certainly noticed when it made its next move.

"EXTERMINATE!" It shouted and fired upon her. Avenger took the shot square in the back, knocking her out of the ship just in time to escape the shift. Optimus started rushing over to her as she used her last ounce of strength to pull herself to her TARDIS. The doors opened for her and she crawled in, already feeling the onstart of regeneration.

Just as the doors were closing and the TARDIS started up, she could see Optimus running towards her. "I swear Optimus I will find you again." She promised as her regeneration began.

The next thing she knew Avenger was lying on the floor of the TARDIS clothes slightly baggy on her new body. She stood up carefully and went to the closest mirror to see the new her. Long black hair and green eyes stared back at her. She was smaller this time, thinner and shorter, but only just. She shrugged and went to change. Time only knew what her style would be this time...

The hallways of the school were brightly lit for it only being 6:45. Very few students had arrived yet so Avenger had time to get her head straight. She was there under the guise of a transfer student named Aevitas. Her TARDIS had picked up unusual signals in the area so she had decided to investigate.

Her black and red dress shuffled airily around her legs. The new version had a much more girly style about her than the last had, but was still eclectic. The lovely dress was offset by a pair of worn combat boots and dog tags. Avenger was almost certain she wasn't going to really fit in.

The click of her boots stopped suddenly as she rounded a corner. She had almost collided with some kid. The boy stepped away apologetically.

"I'm sorry that was so my bad." He rambled on while his friends behind him chuckled.

"Hey it's no big deal. I'm Aevitas. What's your name?" She started off happily. The boy stopped and blinked a second, still processing what she had said to him.

"You're the new senior. Sweet, I'm Sam Witwicky. And these are my friends Brian, Ian, Richard and Orion." He gestured to each of the group behind him in turn. But when he hit the last name a look of long suffering sadness crossed her face.

"Dude what's wrong?" He asked her concerned. Sam wasn't even sure what the hell he had done.

"It's nothing." She looked at Orion. His tall broad figure and blue black hair only served to remind her further. "It's just someone very special to me was named Orion. You remind me of him." She nodded in said boy's direction.

Optimus wasn't sure what to do with that this woman had said to him. He was starting to wonder in joining Sam for a day to learn of Earth's youth was such a good idea. "I am sorry to bring these obviously painful memories back to you." He spoke compassionately to her. It was the least he could do.

Avenger had been looking at the ground to push out the memories when he started talking. At the sound of her love's voice she looked up. There was no way...just no way that this could be him. After all he looked human. But then she thought back to all the times Optimus had used his robotic holoform with her. This couldn't be a mere coincidence.

"Orion...It wouldn't happen to be Orion Pax, would it?" She started off slowly. After all Avenger would feel horrid of she were wrong about this.

He looked at her for a moment before he responded. "Yes, it is. How did you know that?"

She smiled hoping for the best. "Well it's not impossible you know. After all, nothing is impossible merely highly unlikely." Her green eyes glimmered with hope as she waited to see if he would recognize the line.

Optimus, Ironhide, Ratchet, and Bumblebee all looked at this girl. This girl who looked nothing like their long lost friend and yet was so similar. Optimus looked back at his men before looking back to Aevitas.

::Ironhide, you don't think it's possible do you?::- Optimus Prime

::If it were, she would be the one to pull it off.::- Ratchet The medic glanced fleetingly at his commander, letting the choice be his.

::Go for it Optimus. What's the worst that could happen?::- Bumblebee The scout sent the message over the com. He wanted it to be her, he really did.

Optimus looked this strange girl in the eye as he responded. "Of course, what could be impossible when you have wibbly wobbly timey whimey on your side?"

Avenger positively grinned from ear to ear. "Optimus it is you! I can't believe I found you after all this time!" She ran and jumped into his arms with a shout. Optimus gladly held her tight happy yet very confused. Though not nearly as much as poor Sam was at the moment.

"Avenger, I am thrilled to see you again. But how?" He asked her as she got back on her feet.

"I'm a timelord silly. We don't die, we regenerate." Avenger declared as if it were the simplest thing in the world. Optimus rolled his eyes, not even bothering to comment. He just hugged her close to him once more.

"Right. Well, Ms. Avenger I have a request for you." He cast his eyes upon her new look until he met her gaze.

"Yes?"

"I do not care how much time you have, you had better not do anything like that to me again." Optimus Prime smiled down at his intended and she smiled right back. The same smile he had missed for so long.

"Never again, my Prime. I'll stay with you. Always."