Here's the next chapter of the story, I've decided on the pairings before I wrote this fic up, and the pairing between Francine and Bumblebee? As the saying goes, opposite attract and no it won't be love at first sight, I like to take time, love takes time anyway.

Just to let you know, there's no Sam, that's why it's AU, but I will be bringing in hints of the movie like Simmons arresting and Hoover dam and lastly Mission City.

I'm surprised this story got popular, thank you to all who faved, followed and reviewed this story.

Anyway, onwards!

~2~

Truth.

Bumblebee was awoken to activity in the home, checking his internal clock it read 2AM. The scout became alert and woke up more to see what was going on in the home, he was parked on the curb and from the path of the driveway. He watched the door open and the sire letting out the other family from the home as he silently closed the door behind him and locked it. Suitcases sat on the step as the two girls got into the car and sat in the back. The mother got to the passenger side as the father put the suitcases into the boot, the scout also noticed his charge wasn't present with the family.

"How long are we going dear?" Sally asked her husband.

"At least two weeks." He muttered. "Just imagine, our oldest son, his wife and their children, and all of us, minus the disgrace."

"Sounds lovely." She sighed.

The car was turned on and they left the driveway and turned left to go down the road, the car turned a corner and disappeared form his view.

Bumblebee inwardly bristled, Molly wasn't a disgrace, sure she talked back but that's what most teenagers do, that was normal, he wasn't surprised to hear her argue with her parents last night, but what he wanted to know was, how will his charge react to discover she was left home, there was one way to find out and that is when she wakes up.

He fell back into recharge once again.

When Molly awoke she knew something wasn't right, no mother screaming at her, no siblings banging on the door, nothing, not even her father dragging her out of bed by the ankle. She sat up, winching as her body ached. She rose to her feet and reached for her phone to check the time, 9:30AM. She furrowed her brows and got up. Opening the door to realize it was quiet, too quiet for her liking.

Shrugging she went off to the bathroom to shower and brush her teeth, once done she changed into a white tank top, red runner's jacket, skinny jeans and black converse shoes.

She walked down the stairs and spotted something on the breakfast bar. Picking up she opened the letter.

Molly

We're gone for two weeks to see your older brother and his wife, don't bother finding us at all, when we get back we expect the house to be clean and tidy.

Mother and Father.

The brunette kept on reading the letter over and over until it sunk in for her, until she realized this was reality and not fake, instead of crying, she smiled, her smile was so big her face hadn't split open, she then giggled like a maniac. She ripped up the letter and threw the paper in the air before heading to the door and opening, spotting her Camaro on the curb. Bumblebee was a bit surprised to see she was happy. She squealed and glomped her car.

"Yeah, this is my moment!" She squealed.

She left the Camaro and headed back inside the house, he became confused, wasn't she upset or sad for being left behind? The scout followed her burst of energy through his sensors.

In the house Molly pulled out a duffel bag and began to shove all the clothes and belongings she had which wasn't much. She grabbed her messenger bag and put her wallet, phone and iPod into the bag along with headphones. She stood up and grabbed the duffel bag and headed to her father's office. She took a family portrait minus her in the picture off the wall and began to put the code in the safe to borrow some money, her sisters borrow money so why can't she?

The brunette took money out and closed the safe, putting everything back where it was so he wouldn't get suspicious when he returned. She left the room and headed off downstairs. Coming to a stop in the living room. Molly grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, starting to write a note on the paper. She continued writing and nodded when she was done. She read what was on the paper.

Dear 'Family'

When you get this letter I will be long gone, fuck the house, I could care less if it gets dirty! You got hands, use them! Also, fuck you all! Fuck you for making my life so damn miserable, you have no idea how much I hate you all, especially my 'sisters', I could write a rant on how much hate you all badly but that would be a waste of my time and paper, so I won't.

Molly.

P.S. Who knows, I may find parents who care about me, hope you enjoy your lives without me, assholes!

She nodded and folded up, putting it in a place where it could be seen. Molly picked up the duffel bag and looked at her phone before switching it off. She made a note to see Joe.

Grabbing house keys she opened the door, closed it behind her and then locked the door, shoving the keys into the letterbox. She fished out her car keys she put in her runner's jacket last night and went to get into her vehicle.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road." She whispered.

Molly put the keys into the ignition and turned to start the vehicle and she left the curb and away form her home.

The music blared loudly from the garage as Molly pulled up by the curb and switched the engine off. She got out of her car and walked past a couple of mechanics working and headed off to the staff room/office.

"Molly!" Joe greeted.

"You do realize you're not working today Hart." Frank told her

"I know, I know." She mumbled. "Could I take a week off?"

"I was wondering when you would ask for some time off, go ahead kid."

She thanked him and left the room and headed back to her car. She got in her vehicle and started up the engine. She bit her lip, there was no way in hell she was telling them she was running away from home, they would call her parents up and inform them she was leaving. She leaned into the seat and sighed. Gripping the steering wheel until her knuckles went white. She relaxed her hands and left the curb, but the important question is, where was she going to go? She could always leave Tranquility and go to another state. She frowned, then that means the police in that state would be informed.

If she was reported missing every state would be put on alert and she won't be able to go anywhere without someone recognizing her from the missing poster.

Molly sighed and stopped at a red traffic light. A groan escaped her lips, she was dead. Francine was going to kill her. She sighed and shook her head, she needed to get away for a while, a very long while. She continued driving once the light went green.

She was startled when the radio suddenly came on but then relaxed as music played, she found it soothing to say the least. She carried on driving with a smile on her lips. Humming softly to the music.

Her smile faded when she spotted a police car pull up beside her. She frowned to see the words 'to punish and enslave', when did cars have that? Molly blinked as she read the words slowly and dread sunk into her stomach, she had a feeling that was not a friendly person and probably stole the car.

She squealed when the car roared to life and it was her own. The car shot off with the Mustang following them. Molly turned her head to see the car was still following them, it was only then she realized she wasn't the one driving. She looked around in alarm and gripped the steering wheel when the car did a sharp turn. A gasp escaped her lips as they turned another corner.

The Camaro came to a stop and opened the door. A dazed Molly stumbled out the car as the door closed and the car sped off. She watched as the Mustang followed the Camaro. She blinked and rubbed the back of her neck and glanced to her watch, it was now the afternoon.

She looked where her car once was and then blinked.

This was one secret she was going to keep for herself, not like anyone would believe her anyway. She looked around and hoped her car would return.

The afternoon quickly turned into evening and she was nowhere near to finding her car. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. She paused and then giggled for the perfect name for her car.

"Bumblebee." She whispered before giggling again. "That name is perfect."

She hummed and ran off in a direction and into an abandoned warehouse. She looked around and paused when lights shone behind her. Molly turned around and fear appeared on her face as for it wasn't her Bumblebee.

It was the Mustang.

She watched in disbelief as the vehicle shifted from police car to a robot. She stared at the transformed vehicle before her survival instinct kicked in and she turned to run from the scene. She heard heavy footsteps as the vehicle chased after her, thankful she paid attention in Gym class, unlike her sisters.

A shriek escaped her throat as she was thrown in the air and landed on a car. Winching in pain. She sat up but went back to lie down.

"Going somewhere fleshy?" Barricade sneered.

"Owww, careful next time you ass!" Molly hissed.

"You got a lot of guts to talk back to me squishy."

Her bravery disappeared and was replaced with fear when he leaned down to her.

"Where are they!" He snarled.

"Wh-What?"

"The glasses! Where are the glasses!"

"What glasses!" She cried.

"You know what I'm talking about fleshy." He sneered.

She swallowed the lump in her throat but paused when the sound of tires screeching on concrete filled her ears, before she knew it. Barricade was thrown to one side and she was met with blue optics.

'Dear god.'

Her car was a robot! A freaking robot! She wanted to scream but she was shocked to do anything. Bumblebee scooped her up and transformed back into his alt form. Molly grunted as she found herself sitting in the passenger side. She watched the gas pedal push down by it's self as wheels screeched on the concrete as the car shot forward. Molly flailed her arms.

This was going to be a long night and she knew it.

The drive was quiet. Molly sat in the corner hugging her knees.

"Are you...Alright?"

She jumped. "Y-You talk!?"

"Yes, sorry for scaring you."

"I-It's fine." She breathed.

"Would you like to stop for a bit of air?"

"P-Please."

The Camaro came to the curb and she stumbled out the car as her knees felt like jelly at the moment. She put both hands on her knees as she came to terms what was happening, the truth was.

Her car was an alien, a robot, or whatever they called their species.

"Hey Hart!"

She groaned and spotted Trent in his pick up truck with a group of his friends. Mandy wriggled her nose in disgust.

"Ugh, what an ugly car!" She snorted.

"Not as ugly as you Lewis!" Molly snarled, how dare that bitch call her car ugly.

"What did you say!?" The blonde asked dangerously.

"You heard me or are you fucking deaf!" The brunette sneered.

Mandy shrieked as the pick up sped off. Molly snorted and dusted her hands as she looked to Bumblebee.

"Bee, I'm so sorry about that bitch." She murmured softly.

She never had an answer. She sighed and climbed back into the Camaro.

She looked out the window as they were now in a tunnel, the wheel driving on it's own. She closed her eyes and then sighed softly but snapped them opened when the car came to a complete stop. The door opened and Molly got out. The door closed and her car sped off.

"Oooh." Molly groaned before she growled. "Thanks a lot Lewis!" She hissed.

She crossed her arms and scowled. She closed her eyes and then opened them. She blinked and stared when her car came back, but no longer was it the Camaro 1976.

But a Camaro 2007.

She could only stare, not believing what she was seeing. She pinched herself and winched when she realized it wasn't false or fake, that the car was real and it was sitting, waiting for her. A laugh came from the radio.

"Surprised?" He asked her.

She closed her mouth and walked to the Camaro, Bumblebee could safely say that was a yes. Molly got into the Camaro and looked around, she touched the car to feel everything was new. The door closed and her car left.

Now that she had snapped out her shock. Molly was 'driving', well, Bumblebee would help her, she spotted a familiar pick up and came to a stop. She laughed at the group's reaction. Mandy's was the best one of them all. She lowered the window.

"What's the matter Lewis?" She asked smirking. "Cat got your tongue?"

They just stared in disbelief. Molly grinned as she put her foot down on the gas pedal. Laughing when she heard coughing from them all as she left them in a cloud dust. She grinned evilly, it was nice to leave them in a cloud of dust as they would do it to her with their own car.

"That was...Interesting?"

"Well, they might as well know how I feel when they leave me in a cloud of dust when they drive off with their own cars."

He said nothing and continued to drive off. Molly smiled, looking forward to whatever comes at them, despite Barricade attacking her.

And done, yes I decided to make Bumblebee talk, to show this fic is AU, he did speak at the end of the movie so I decided that he can talk before Mission City.

Anyway, Molly meets the other Autobots next chapter, yeah! See, it's AU, the police station was skipped.

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