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Chapter 3: New and Old Friends

Bumblebee and Drift raced through the city towards the place of the crash; which, was given away by a plume of black smoke.

"I just lost contact with the distress beacon," Bumblebee said through the radio.

"What does that mean?" Sam asked.

"It means that who ever it is, they aren't stupid," Drift responded.

"So will we be able to find them now?" Mikaela asked as she stared at the ever larger tower of black smoke rising into the sky.

"Once we get close enough, our spectral scanners will be able to find them," Bumblebee responded.

"Hey Bee, what are we going to do if who ever crashed has packed up shop and left?" Sam inquired.

"Sam, between Bee and I we can find anybody. We are the best Autobots scouts after all," Drift answered.

"Well, that is debatable," Bee responded.

"Not from where I am sitting dude," Drift answered with a chuckle.

The two cars rolled up upon the crash site. The Cybertronian had crashed into a hardware store tearing a thirty meter whole through the building and setting it on fire. Two fire trucks had already arrived on the scene and were attempting to stop the fire from spreading to the restaurant on the right of the hardware store or the dealership behind. Sam could see four police cars which had created a perimeter around the scene. Sam couldn't see any ambulances and he thanked God for that. There was also a number of cars who had been stopped by the police; they were now attempting to turn around with varying degrees of success. The wail of more sirens could be heard in the distance.

"Okay guys, what is the plan?" Sam asked.

"I just got a message from Optimus, back up will arrive in ten. He says we should keep a low profile until then." Bumblebee reported.

"Lets circle around back Bee, and take up positions in that dealership," Drift said.

"Sounds good. We will be a little less conspicuous in there," Bumblebee said. The two Autobots rolled around towards the dealer, but there was a police car sitting out front.

"Sam and I have this one under control, we will distract this guy as you two sneak in," Mikaela said. Bumblebee and Drift rolled around the corner and let Sam and Mikaela out.

"Okay Mikaela what is the plan?" Sam asked as they walked towards the police car.

"Just follow my lead." Sam gave Mikaela a quizzical look. She shot him back a serious, I got this, stare. She then rolled up her shirt and stuffed it up into her bra, revealing the vast majority of her tan mid-drift. Sam shot her another quizzical look but Mikaela didn't see it, her focus was completely on the slightly overweight officer who was getting out of his car. He closed his car door and stood blocking their path but his eyes were clearly on Mikaela's stomach. A shot of anger flew down Sam's spine, causing his fist to clench but he quickly realized what he was doing and stopped himself.

"Ummmm, for your own safety I can't let you guys go beyond this point," the officer said in a shaky voice.

Mikaela sashayed up to the officer.

"Officer, my Dad owns the dealership and I was visiting him today; however, I accidentally left my purse inside. I just need to run inside and get it. It has my phone and my wallet in it." Out of the corner of Sam's left eye he saw Bumblebee and Drift coming down the road.

"I don't think I can do that, the fire department hasn't cleared this area."

"Oh come on officer, it will just be a minute, and the fire is way over there," Mikaela cooed. Out of the corner of Sam's eye he saw Bumblebee and Drift making the turn into the lot.

"Well, maybe, but be quick," the officer said.

"Thanks," Mikaela said and she gave the officer a quick kiss on the cheek. Mikaela grabbed Sam's hand and they took off on a fast walk toward the showroom.

"What was that?" Sam whispered to Mikaela, agitation dripping from his words.

"What? It worked didn't it?"

"But, did you have to distract him that way?"

"Sam, relax. Seriously dude you are getting jealous over nothing. It's not like you haven't kissed another woman before, on the lips, I might add."

"No, actually, I haven't. She was a robot, remember? And I didn't kiss her, it was more like her tongue raped my mouth!"

The two entered the showroom, Sam still going on about how the robot raped his mouth. Mikaela grabbed him and pulled him out of view cop. She shoved him up against a the side of a silver Suburban and firmly pinned him there with her hips. Then she pressed her lips against his in a passionate kiss.

"Sam, I love you. You have to relax with the whole jealousy thing. You don't have to keep competing against every other man in the world. You have already won me." She leaned in again and caught his lips right before he could respond. Her tongue caressed his lower lip; but, his lips refused to part and give her entry.

"However, it is really sexy when you get all defensive," Mikaela said with a devious smirk. She pressed her lips against his, again, before he could respond. This time Sam gave in. He kissed back, nibbling on her lower lip as his hands moved up her back, pulling her purple tank top along with them. Mikaela pressed her hips against Sam's and started slowly grinding on the growing bulge in his pants. Sam's fingers began dancing across the skin of Mikaela's lower back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Mikaela let out a small moan and then began kissing Sam with a new passion. She took his lower lip into her mouth and gave it a sharp bite, causing Sam's knees to shake in a brief explosion of pleasure that racked his body. Sam's hands began working their way up Mikaela's back, his fingers dancing over Mikaela's bra clasp, teasing her with their touch. Mikaela took her tongue and traced Sam's jaw line, slowly working her way up all the way to his ear.

"Do it," she whispered. That was all the persuasion Sam needed, his fingers moved to the clasp; but he stopped himself because he heard the angry roar of low flying helicopters outside.

"Damn it," Mikaela swore under her breath as she released Sam and pulled her shirt back down.

"Yeah, that was going to be good," Sam agreed as he adjusted his shirt to try to cover the obvious bulge in his pants.

The couple walked over to one of the show room windows and looked up. Four Sikorsky UH-60M Black Hawk helicopters flew over the dealership at rooftop level. Sam noticed that a black 2011 Escalade was parked next to the police car in front of the dealership and a black suited man was speaking to the police officer. The four helicopters, still in formation, came to a stop and hovered over the main road. Ropes where dropped from the helicopters and forty-eight soldiers deployed. All wore UCP (digital) camo, underneath their suits of Kevlar body armor and all carried either heavily modified versions of SCAR-H or M32 MGL. The soldiers fanned out once they hit the ground as the Black Hawks gained altitude. About twenty-four of the soldiers moved into the dealership to link up with Bumblebee and Drift; while the other twenty-four moved to the hardware store. Mikaela and Sam left the showroom and walked towards the group of soldiers surrounding the two Autobots.

"Hey Sam, what's up bro?" one of the soldiers asked as Sam walked up.

"Epps! Good to see you man!" Sam and Epps shared a hand shake.

"Squad leaders, this is Black Bird One, we have a strong thermal signal heading your way from the north," came a voice over Epps's headset. Both Bumblebee and Drift fired up their engines as Epps screamed, "Move to cover!"

Sam saw the red streak flying through the air toward them. He instinctively grabbed Mikaela and threw himself on the ground, covering her. A loud explosion accompanied the impact of the shell as it ripped through a car. Sam looked up and saw another black 2011 Escalade coming down the road with a clearly Cybertronian cannon sticking out of its roof.

Both Bumblebee and Drift were already in motion. Bumblebee had transformed into his robot form and was returning fire with his cannon. Drift was making a mad dash towards the Escalade, weaving in and out of the cars in the lot as easily as a soccer player would dribble around cones. The Escalade swerved left and right to avoid the fire from Bumblebee's cannon while squeezing off rounds in return. The Escalades shots scattered wildly, posing more of a threat to the soldiers huddled behind the cars in the lot rather than Bumblebee.

"Sam, get back in the building!" Epps yelled as a shot flew over the car he was hiding behind and smashed into the dealership's sign, tearing a huge whole in it before smashing into the street. Sam grabbed Mikaela and started running toward the showroom when suddenly the ground fifteen yards in front of him exploded. Sam and Mikaela where thrown off their feet by the shock wave.

The Escalade transformed into its robot form and leapt into a forward roll in order to avoid one of Bumblebee's shots. The soldiers were engaging the Escalade as well, but the majority of their fire was bouncing harmlessly off of its metal hide. Drift had cleared the lot and was driving on a collision course with the Escalade as it transformed. The Escalade came out of the role, with his arm mounted cannon raised, pointed right at Drift. There was no way he could miss, it was a point blank range shot; but, before the Escalade fired, a grenade (fired from a soldier's M32) impacted on its face plate temporarily blinding the behemoth. Drift transformed and leapt forward, tackling the Escalade off its feet. The two bots violently fell to the ground with a loud crash and the sound of metal scraping on pavement. Drift began punching the Escalade, which he was now straddling, mercilessly wailing on the bot's face.

Epps and two soldiers ran over to Sam and Mikaela. Sam rolled over, moaning in pain as he did so. Mikaela propped herself up and looked at Sam, worry written in her eyes.

"Sam, your arm!" she cried as she looked at the blood rolling down her boyfriend's arm.

"Medic!" Epps called over the crackling of small arms fire.

"Epps, there is a Decepticon moving your way!" came a cry over Epps's headset.

"Get them to cover," Epps ordered the two soldiers who had accompanied him. He then turned around and ran to a nearby car. He peaked around the bumper of the car and to his horror he saw a seventeen foot tall Decepticon running out of the burning hardware store. It still had fire clinging to some of its metal plates, which, combined with its eight glowing red eyes gave it the appearance of a hell spawn demon. The worst part, however, was that it was charging right at him. Epps unslung his SCAR-H and joined his men in firing quick bursts at the approaching Decepticon. Unfortunately, the hail of lead did nothing to phase the charging Decepticon. Bumblebee spun around and squeezed off a quick shot which caught the Decepticon in the left shoulder tearing a huge gash in its armor, but even that didn't phase the beast.

"Oh shit," Epps said under his breath. Suddenly the Decepticon lurched and lost its footing as a series of explosions ripped apart its back, sending parts flying in all directions. The Decepticon fell and slid to a stop twenty yards from Epps's position. Bumblebee walked over to the Decepticon and blew the bot's head into a million pieces. Epps looked toward the warehouse and he saw his savior. It was another Cybertronian, about fifteen-feet high, her face was very angular, and it had a certain feminine elegance. Her body too had an hour glass shape very much at odds with almost every other body shape he had seen in a Cybertronian. She however did share a very similar coloring to Bumblebee, though she had more black upon her legs.

"Thanks," Bumblebee said to the new bot.

"No problem recon," the bot responded. Everyone's attention turned toward the road as Sideswipe and Ratchet came speeding toward the dealership. Sideswipe transformed at full speed and rolled to a halt next to Bumblebee and the new bot.

"Wasp! Oh its good to see you again!" Sideswipe exclaimed as he extended a hand towards her. She just looked at his extended hand, seemingly unsure what she should do with it.

"Oh sorry, human thing." Sideswipe apologized as he quickly retracted his hand .

"So who is the chick?" Drift asked as he walked up stroking his knuckles.

"My name is Wasp, and I assume you must be another Recon boy."

"It is my good looks that gave it away, isn't it?" Drift responded.

"No, actually, it was your overconfidence and gross misjudgment of timing."

"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute miss infantry I had it all under control."

"Yeah, that is why that Decepticon was about to blow your face off." Drift shot Wasp a piercing glare.

"Easy you two. Is anyone hurt?" Ratchet asked as he rolled up and transformed.

"Nope, we're all good; but that fucker over there has seen better days." Drift said with a nod indicating the Decepticon in a heap in the middle of the road.

Epps spotted Sam and Mikaela. He walked over towards them as the Autobots continued the introductions.

A medic was bandaging up Sam's arm. Mikaela was sitting next to him, clutching his other hand and looking rather pale. Sam seemed okay, minus the grimace of pain.

"You good bro?" Epps asked.

"Yeah, or I will be. Medic said that a few stitches and I will be good."

"Good." Epps said as he cracked a smile.

"Come on boys, lets pack it up! I want us all off the ground in ten!" Epps shouted to his men.

"All Autobots, back to base. Bumblebee, take Sam and Mikaela." Ratchet ordered.