[Okay since you guys enjoyed the first chapter so much, and thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted and favourited! It means a lot to me and makes me write faster]

Freya shuffled the red roses that sat in the vase; she had gone into town and bought her favorite flowers that day. She took a step back and examined them; they sat just in the living room on a table that was positioned in the corner of the room. Freya gave a soft smile at her flowers. A sound of front door opening caused Freya to quickly turn around to look at the intruder. It turned out to be Jack, but he had a distant look in his eyes.

"Jack?" She spoke up; Freya hadn't heard the sound of Jack's motorcycle. It also didn't explain why he walked though the front door. Jack jumped about three feet in the air; he had not expected his aunt to be there, he completely forgot about Freya. Considering he had just cut the Autobot's from his life. Jack looked over at Freya with his eyes the size of dinner plates.

"Aunt Freya," Jack relaxed slightly, his eyes became slightly distant again. Freya was concerned for Jack, he wasn't himself, and since Freya hadn't heard the bike she thought that had something to do with it.

"Jack where is your motorcycle?" Freya asked in calm voice with a soft frown covering her features. Jack's face turned to one of surprised, he hadn't planned for that question. "Did it break down or something?"

"Ah, yeah it broke down," Jack agreed with Freya's guess. "I am going to put my ten speed back together, so I will be in the garage." Jack left Freya and headed to the garage. Jack clicked a button that opened the garage. He wanted, no, needed the fresh night air to flow in.

Freya had followed Jack to the garage, but she stood at the door that was only slightly open, so he didn't know Freya was there. She watched him sit down at a stool and grab a wrench and one of his bike wheels. Just as he was getting started Freya heard a very powerful engine pull into the driveway. Freya looked at the driveway and gawked at the massive green monster truck. She watched as Jack looked over before turning back quickly.

Freya watched as Miko got out of the monstrous car which was Bulkhead, she was either Jack's age or slightly younger. Miko paused before closing the passenger door, and putting on the tinniest smile. "Now I understand why you had to rush home?" Freya noticed her accent and pinned her as either Japanese or Chinese. Freya noticed that Jack didn't turn to acknowledge the girl in her sisters' garage.

"Don't you have something more exciting to do Miko?" Jack replied after a pause of silence. Freya was tempted to reveal herself and give Jack a stern talking to. But she went against it; Jack could be told off later. Maybe this was the 'something' Jack had gone to do that day, Freya thought to herself.

Miko ignored the question and went on, she had prepared this speech while on the way to Jacks' place. "So this is where you hang, huh?" Miko looked in front of her and sighed. "Back home in Tokyo, I have loving parents, and two pure bred cats," Miko pulled out some sort of ornament from a box, "Chi-Chi and Dingdong. I went to the best school, took piano lessons since I was three." Miko paused only for a second, but it was enough time for Jack to say something. He wanted Miko to get to the point of why she was here, so then she could go home and he could live a normal life.

"How nice for you," Jack sighed as he spoke. Freya noticed sound of annoyance and disappointment in her nephews' voice.

Miko put the ornament back into the box and turned to Jack. "No how boring!" Miko crossed her arms over her chest in a protective way. Jack actually stopped what he was doing and turned his body slightly to look at Miko. "It wasn't me. Why do you think I jump at the chance to transfer here?" Miko explained, which made Jack scoff.

"To Jasper, Nevada?" Jack turned back to his bikes wheel. "The entertainment capital of the world?" Jack asked sarcastically which made Miko smile softly.

"Yeah, well, the brochure lied," Miko walked over to Jack and leaned on the table he was working at. "Piano lessons were starting to look pretty good infact," Miko tapped a finger against her cheek. Freya began to wonder if they were a couple. Miko leaned back to get a better look at Jack with a very serious face. "But then the last couple of days happened!" This information from this girl was making Freya very interested, she felt incredibly rude for eaves dropping. But it might help explain to her why Jack was acting funny.

Jack shook his head in frustration he was getting annoyed again. "Do you have a point?" Jack pretty much snapped. Freya told herself again about talking nicely to girls.

Miko leaned in close to Jack, who leaned away in response. "You bet," Miko's eyes looked somewhat hopeful, she really wanted to get through to Jack. "I saw what you did today. Freya strained to listen, because Miko had made her voice just above a whisper. "When you saved Raf, when you came to save me!" Freya was shocked. Her little scrawny nephew saved two people? Whatever it was from it was enough to move this girls' heart.

Jack frowned darted his eyes everywhere just o avoid eye contact with the girl in front of him, Jack started to speak as he picked up the bike wheel he had been working on. "I've been raised to be responsible," Freya was slightly confused, weren't most kids raised to be responsible? Freya thought to herself. "To my school work, to my mom, my job!" Jack listed off as he began to reattach the wheel to his bike.

Miko was getting frustrated herself Jack was so stubborn. Freya could taste the tense atmosphere that was how thick it was. "Dude! Here me out!" Jack didn't respond but Miko continued anyway. "You no fry cook you rockstar!" Miko formed both her hands into peace symbols and pushed them into the air, before dropping them back down again. Miko softened her voice and placed her hands on her hips. "Stop trying to pretend your normal Jack. You'll never fit in." Freya agreed one hundred percent on the. "You were born to do so much more."

"Thanks Miko but I think normal suits me fine," Freya was slightly happy when the girl gave a grunt and just left. Because her nephew needed a stern talking to, she may not be his mother but Freya was still family. She watched as Jack paused again and watched the girl leave, before continuing his work.

Freya decided to make her presence known. "Jackson Darby!"