Rockubyebaby - I like that name! I'm not going to use it for the epic story for the G1 remake, but...I will use it for the epic Optimus Prime story that I'm planning on writing, if that's alright with you. ^_^

Autobot Xena - um, I will say that Moonracer is an actual femme Autobot. She's under Elita-1's command. I do like the other names, though =D Thank you.

Vivian Hale - Haha, my first TF story was a Ratchet/OC story. ^_^ Wow, time flies... A Spark's Desire is an eventual Sunny/OC/Sides story.


Chapter Three

Meeting Optimus Prime


"Freedom is the right of all sentient beings." - Optimus Prime


As the large Autobots were walking down the equally large hallway with their newfound human companions, Wheeljack couldn't help but to let his processor wander. He actually found it comforting to have the red haired girl on his shoulder. Normally, none of his new companions would approach him due to the rumors the other Autobots spread around. Eden didn't care and that meant a lot to the accident prone engineer. He glanced down at her every so often, enjoying the feel of her gentle hands on his armor plating, but he also noted that the palms of her hands were rough and slightly calloused, meaning she was used to hard work.

The engineer was biting his lip components behind his mask as his thoughts returned to their first meeting. Eden and the others were such unique creatures. Sure, Wheeljack had met plenty of humans, but they didn't know he was an Autobot near instantly. Sam, Mikaela, newly promoted Major Lennox and his team, and Mr. Simmons knew. The Secretary of Defense was one who knew as well.

So how was it that these four knew what the Autobots were? They were from an alternate reality for Primus' sake! Eventually, everyone stopped outside of an old storage room that was turned into Optimus Prime's office, waiting for the leader to give them the okay to enter. Admittance would most likely take a while since Optimus Prime was in a meeting with Prowl, the head tactician, and Red Alert, the head of security. Since it was going to be a while, the engineer decided to reach through his memory banks and think about what had happened so far. He vented lightly and accessed the memory files for the pasty forty-eight hours.

It was an amazing discovery, really. Wheeljack's invention was able to send probes into an alternate dimension, but it was for a price. The invention took quite a lot of power to work correctly. The machine itself, however, took hardly any time to build. The hard part came when the engineer had to speculate which dimension he was looking into, and if visual contact could be established he had to determine whether or not there was going to be possible side effects.

Optimus Prime almost wouldn't let him instigate the plans for the invention due to the fact that Wheeljack had a history of explosions. This was a dangerous experiment, but the engineer knew what he was doing. Although he knew that Optimus' words held truth, his engineer's instincts and programming took over.

Wheeljack begged the Autobot leader to let him lead the project. They were, after all, using the invention plans he had created to look for a source of energy. The Autobots were looking for something, anything, to turn into Energon. It took a while, but Optimus eventually gave in and assigned the eager engineer as team leader. Ratchet, Wheeljack's best friend and the Chief Medical Officer, and Perceptor, another good friend specializing in the R&D aspect of things in the Science Division, were assigned to the team as well.

All was going according to plan until it was time to actually test the machine. There were far too many mechs who wanted to go with them to test out the invention. Wheeljack was normally a pretty laid back mech, but he eventually got fed up with all of the arguing. He grabbed the nearest mech, who turned out to be Thunderboomer. Thunderboomer was the base's resident Junior Weapons Specialist. Thunderboomer protested at first, but when he found out where the two were going he became pretty excited. Wheeljack was ecstatic, but he knew that when they returned to the base they would be in a heap of slag. The engineer stole the invention from his lab, and the two drove half a day's time away from the base intending to activate the transporter in a secluded area late at night.

Eventually, the two of them made it to an abandoned parking lot. It was an ideal place to set off the experiment. Wheeljack was excited to be working with something as powerful as the transporter. He hoped that nothing happened to it during the drive, as the roads were pretty horribly maintained in this area. Thunderboomer watched as Wheeljack activated the machine, but both drew back in surprise as a piece of the wiring started to spark. Both of the initial probes made it through – they were designed to break apart into two parts each – but then the wormhole widened to where the two mechs could see through it.

That was not supposed to happen, but Wheeljack couldn't deny that his inner scientist was both intrigued and a little excited.

There were four femmes standing on the other side of the wormhole and the wind was blowing furiously on the other side. Their hair was flying wildly around their faces as they stared at the mechs with awe and curiosity. From what he could tell, one of them was wearing a Decepticon shirt!

The darker red headed female pushed the larger one out of the way of a large branch. The two got caught in the vortex of the wormhole, accidentally catching the other two in the wormhole as well. They popped out on the other side, the mechs' side, and Wheeljack could feel his intakes quickening. This was definitely not supposed to happen, however Perceptor would be overjoyed when he found out his hypothesis is correct…

:Wheeljack to Thunderboomer: Wheeljack sent a message to the Junior Weapons Specialist.

:What, Wheeljack?: he replied in an irritated voice. Thunderboomer had a temper almost as bad as Sunstreaker.

:Look at the taller redhead's wristband. That is an Autobot symbol, is it not?: Wheeljack asked him through their internal systems. Thunderboomer let out a surprised noise, transforming into his bipedal mode. Wheeljack followed suit and the two Cybertronians continued their conversation aloud. It was alright, of course, because the four human femmes could not understand Cybertronian.

"An Autobot symbol? How could she get one of those?" Thunderboomer questioned in a series of chirps and whirrs. His optics let out a small whirr as they focused on her wristband. He then growled as he focused on the femme wearing the Decepticon shirt. Why would anyone be willing to wear a Decepticon shirt?

"I think we are in trouble." Wheeljack whispered, gazing to the tiny females. The skinny red headed girl had captured Wheeljack's attention and that was a feat in itself. She piqued his curiosity.

"No, you're in trouble!" the Junior Weapon Specialist growled, smacking Wheeljack upside the helm. No, it didn't hurt, but the mech saw the little femme's eyebrows furrowed. She was listening to them? Could she understand them?

"Are you listening to me?" Thunderboomer growled again as he smacked Wheeljack upside the head. This time, it left a scuff mark. Several things happened at once and, after a brief misunderstanding and quick introductions, everyone was on the way back to the Autobot's base. The humans needed to get back to the base. Eventually, Eden went to sleep and that was when Wheeljack concentrated on contacting Optimus Prime.

:Wheeljack to Optimus Prime.: The engineer opened a private communications channel with our leader. He hoped that their leader wasn't too terribly mad at that.

:Optimus Prime, here. Prepare to explain your situation to me, Wheeljack.: Optimus replied in a stern tone. Wheeljack internally winced, glad that he had opened a private channel or Prime's powerful voice would have woken his sleeping passenger.

:I… I apologize that I stole the dimensional probe, but everyone was making such a big deal about it. Everyone was being too indecisive, so I took matters into my own hands.: Wheeljack explained his situation to the best of his abilities. The leader's voice seemed understanding, but it was like Optimus could tell that something unusual was going on.

:Wheeljack, I have a feeling that you're not telling me everything.: Optimus said in a gentle tone. Again, his voice did not sound angry. It was merely inquisitive.

:Well… The probes were a success, but four human femmes were pulled from their dimension in exchange. I was trying to aim for something non organic, but I failed. It does, however, support Perceptor's hypothesis of Universal Balance.: the engineer explained to Optimus.

:Very well. Bring them to me when you reach the base. Then, we will discuss the terms of your punishment.: Optimus said in a sterner voice. Wheeljack sighed, a little scared of what Prime had in store for him.

:Right, Optimus. Wheeljack out.: and on that note, Wheeljack ended communications with the Autobot leader.

Wheeljack was brought out of his memories as someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned, optics narrowing as he was face to face with the Autobot tactician, Prowl.

"Optimus wishes to speak with you, now." The mech disguised as a state trooper said. He nodded his head at the new femmes before retreating back into the room. Eden glanced down at Wheeljack's face, a worried frown stretching across hers as the other Autobot retreated into Optimus' office.

Eden almost lost her balance as Wheeljack turned around, but his hand was quick in steadying her.

"So, I'm guessing Optimus wants to meet us, now? Is he going to punish you guys, too?" the red haired girl questioned in a worried tone. Wheeljack just shook his head, the fins on either side of his head lighting up as he vented. The door we went through led to another hallway lined in concrete, but Eden hardly paid attention. Instead, she focused on hanging onto the metal armor protecting the engineer's shoulder. Several questions were running through her mind at once.

"Wheeljack, who is that?" she questioned in a soft tone. She had several suspicions on who it could be, but she wanted to make sure she was correct. She was trying to be discrete and she had no idea if she was succeeding, but the engineer humored her.

"His name is Prowl. He is the Autobot's Head Tactician." The inventor whispered back to her. Eden gasped in an excited manner.

"He actually doesn't look like he's got a metal pole shoved up his aft." She giggled as she swung her legs, careful not to accidentally kick his metal. She grinned up at Wheeljack, who made some sort of strange noise – it sounded like he was trying not to snicker – and Prowl glanced back at them.

"That is highly illogical and altogether impossible. A metal pole would disrupt my internal systems." He said with a stoic tone. Kayla and Megan were snickering as quietly as they could in the background while Danni mumbled from where she was draped over Thunderboomer's shoulder like a lazy cat, "He's not THAT bad – just a strict rule follower." Eden opened her mouth to respond, but she was cut off by a very deep voice.

"Good afternoon Wheeljack, Thunderboomer. Welcome to the Autobot base, misses." Eden jerked her head to look at the deep voiced mech.

"HI!" Kayla waved her hand at Optimus like an idiot. Optimus just nodded at her.

"Oh my God…" She breathed, staring at the one and only Optimus Prime. He had looked enormous on the big screen, but in person… He was much larger than he seemed. His chest was broad and the flames that coated his royal blue frame almost glowed from the florescent lights. His optics were a bright and gentle blue as he looked at the femmes. He sat in an Autobot sized chair and his elbows were placed on the equally enormous desk placed in front of him.

"You…are one huge mech, dude." Eden breathed out, waving her arms around her head for emphasis.

Danni, however, was staring up at him with a bored expression as she was still half doped up by her migraine medication. She twirled her necklace with its silver Decepticon symbol absentmindedly, pulling a TOTALLY random question out of the ether. "Do Blaster and Soundwave still have that rivalry going on? I'm just curious."

Eden glared at her sister, absently digging her fingers into Wheeljack's sensitive armor. "Dude! What a way to great a leader, reject." It was then that Eden heard whispering in the background before hearing a loud smack. She turned to see Megan rubbing the back of her head while glaring at Kayla.

"Where the hell did you get a huge ass desk like this?" Kayla asked before getting smacked by Megan yet again. Kayla looked at her sister before she started to snicker. Danni grinned and looked at Optimus, "That is also a very good question! Is it built from scratch?"

"I dunno. It looks more like it used to be an old cargo container." Eden replied despite the fact that Danni had posed the question to Optimus.

"The desk was a gift from NEST. I do not know if it was made from scratch." Optimus replied in a hesitant tone. His attention was turned back to the other pair of girls when he heard yet another loud slapping noise.

"Dude! We have such a lovely sisterly friendship don't we?" Kayla asked before getting into a playful slap fight with Megan. The mechs where looking and Kayla and Megan, and it looked like everyone had no idea what to think. Or they were wondering if all Earth femmes were like this, or perhaps these four escaped from a mental institution on this planet's alternate reality. Well except for Prowl's stoic face, but that was to be expected.

"You don't seem frightened of us." Prowl stated as he stared down at the femmes, while ignoring Kayla's comment. Danni and Eden shared a glance before they smiled. Kayla and Megan stopped slap fighting and started paying attention with a serious expression.

"Well, so much weird shit has been going on. Not much will surprise us." Danni said with a smirk. "Besides, I'm this group's eccentric scientist. It's like I'm expected to act at least 75% insane on a daily basis, so I have an excuse to act abnormal." This caused Prowl's facial plates to darken and Wheeljack's engine to rumble in protest.

"Plus… We already know about the Autobots and Decepticons. We know about a lot of you…although I didn't expect Prowl to be here." Eden said with a frown, "And I had no idea who Thunderboomer was until we met him."

Optimus and Prowl looked down at the femmes in surprise. It was then that Thunderboomer and Wheeljack transferred all four of them to the large tabletop.

"So you all know what my name is?" Optimus questioned in a surprised voice.

"Yes." Danni and Megan said in a bored manner. "You're still not better than a certain someone, though." Danni said with a smile.

"Shut up!" Eden hissed. "Shit, are you trying to get us killed? We don't want them to know you like them!" she then turned to Optimus, who had narrowed his optics.

"You're Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots." Eden and Kayla said at the same time. Kayla had a huge grin.

"Autobots are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron. You fight against the Decepticons." Eden finished in a quiet voice. The four mechs vented hard in surprise while Optimus reared back.

"How do you know of this?" the tactician questioned, narrowing his optics. Eden shrugged and hesitated to answer.

"We need to know you four aren't a threat to us." Optimus commented, blinking at them. His optics still held their gentle glow, but they held a slight warning to them.

"Really… How the hell would we be a threat to you guys? Well, I could be one if you mess with my family and friends." Kayla rambled then trailed off. Prowl glared at her but like everyone else he ignored her comment.

Danni blinked and looked at Optimus and Prowl before stating bluntly, "Television." She continued to look at the nonplussed expressions of the two mechs and ignored possible groans beside and behind her. "What's with the groans? They wanted to know."

"Well… okay." Eden sighed. "You know we come from a different universe. Well, in our universe…there was a show created in the 1980s about two warring factions of robots. They lived on the planet Cybertron. Other than the cartoons, there were toys and comics. There wasn't one set universe, either. There were several continuations and 'what ifs' if you will. There were even video games." She said, pausing to give Optimus and the others time to absorb the information.

They looked unsettled, but what could the humans do?

"In 2007 there was a live action movie made about the Autobots and the Decepticons. It focused on the Allspark and how it was found on Earth. You," she motioned towards Optimus, "And Megatron had a big epic battle in the end and…" she trailed off, not knowing if she wanted to mention the death of Jazz. She knew if she did, Kayla wouldn't be happy. She hated when others would remind her that Jazz was dead because he was one of her favorites. Optimus stared down at her with a piercing gaze and she knew she had to say it. "And we also know about the death of Jazz." Eden said solemnly and turned to glance at Kayla, who went ridged and looked away. It was almost as if to blink away tears so no one would see them.

The four Autobots stiffened and stared down at us with hard expressions. It was then that Eden thought of something. This place definitely didn't look like Diego Garcia…so then what year was it?

"Um, what year is it?"

"The current year is 2008." The four girl's eyes widened. So they had gone through the wormhole and gone back in time?

"Oh my god…" Eden whispered to herself. What if that meant that the Autobots with them now – Prowl, Thunderboomer – the Autobots who weren't in the first film in their reality actually died before the second film was released in 2009?

Danni glances at Eden. "Hey sis, don't freak out. This is different from home. Things branch out and are different in large ways and sometimes small ones. They don't have to be the same. Relax a bit."

"Yeah, but… What if something bad does happen? How are we going to prevent it?" Danni's response was cut off by Kayla's loud voice.

"Dude! Does that mean I'm younger?" Kayla asked. Megan Gibbs slapped her again.

"Dude! It was an honest question!" Kayla said indignantly while crossing her arms and pouting.

"Optimus, you have to know something. I know this is hard to take in, but after the first movie…there was a sequel set in place during 2009." Eden said with wide eyes. Kayla walked over to Eden.

"Do you think it's a wise idea to tell them everything? We might change something that shouldn't be changed." Kayla whispered to her. Optimus' optics hardened and he leaned forward.

"Tell me everything you know about this first movie and these cartoons. Perhaps in your universe they were different, but here they may be parallel." He said in a soft tone, "The information you four hold may save a lot of Autobot lives."

It was then that Prowl's optics zeroed in on Megan's shirt. Megan blinked and crossed her arms.

"Take a picture it might last longer." Megan said. She blinked for a second before she stared hard at Prowl. "Never mind don't take a picture of me. If you do I'm going to start calling you a Cho-mo." she growled at the mech. Kayla started laughing her butt off next to her sister.

"Why are you wearing the Decepticon insignia?" he questioned in a hard tone. Everyone looked at Megan and Eden began to laugh in a nervous manner.

"I have a Decepticon insignia, too." Danni holds up the chain around her neck with the metal Decepticon insignia.

"They're not Decepticons…Megan's just a fan of Megatron? And Danni loves Soundwave." she laughed nervously. Prowl's facial plates scrunched up as he tried to compute her statement.

Danni stared at Eden. "… You just had to tell everyone who my crush was. I'm wounded."

"So? You told everyone about Wheeljack." Eden blushed, "And he's like right behind us!"

"That…is highly illogical." He said before his optics shorted out and he collapsed in a heap on the floor. Optimus vented as everyone else laughed. He shook his head and smiled.

"OH MY GAWD! He really does glitch with illogical stuff!" Kayla said laughing her butt off. Megan looked at her sister and smirked. She knew her older sister was going to glitch Prowl every chance she got. She couldn't wait because she knew she would be included when her sister started messing with his head. She almost felt sorry for him.

Danni was actually frowning rather severely at the situation. "I really don't approve of you two setting off his glitch on purpose. I know for a fact I'll probably do it just by being me since Eden calls me a 'Well of Illogic' all the time. Still, I've always had to wonder if rebooting from his glitch and Red Alert dealing with his feels something like my migraines. Like your head's being split open as slowly as possible by a jackhammer or rusty knife. It doesn't feel right to do it on purpose."

"I don't think that'll stop them, Danni." Eden replied with a slight smile.

"Perhaps we should wait until Prowl has been fixed before you tell us your story. I believe the Secretary would be interested as well." Optimus stated.

"HEY! Get off of me!" everyone looked over to see a disgruntled Thunderboomer glaring at something on the floor. That's when she noticed Megan and Kayla were missing from the table. Everyone look at the floor in time for Megan and Kayla to poke Prowl on the forehead. Kayla proceeded to whisper something to Megan that caused her to smirk. Kayla pulled out two permanent markers out of her pocket, and handed one to Megan. Before anyone could stop them, they started drawing on his face. Optimus just vented; he realized these two would be trouble makers, like the twins. He almost hoped to Primus that they would never meet the twins.

Danni sighed, "At least give him a monocle. It'll make him look distinguished."

"And do one of those twisty French mustaches!" Eden chimed in.