*Gets shot for not updating other story* I'.SORRY. I'm updating this a bit early because I thought I could give Ironhide and Julia there first 'meeting' within this chapter but that's a LOOONG way from this chapter. ;^; (I have majority of the story typed up, but just split into sections and such sooo yeah.)

Why do I want them to officially meet so quickly? Because I got this great (or not so great) idea for a small little one-shot with Julia and Ironhide for Christmas. It dawned on me when we were driving to pick up a Christmas tree. But anyways, it wouldn't make sense if Julia had already seen Ironhide in his normal form before this story actually introduced him in that form. (And I didn't want to base it off of my Julia in my Bumblebee story, because, well...y'know, it's mainly a 'Bee story, and this idea is specifically for 'Hide.)

But I just decided to make the one-shot anyways, and hopefully most of you read this so you know what's going on.

Again, I own NOTHING. 'Cept for Julia and the plot (so far).

P.S. - ALMOST A WEEK TIL CHRISTMAST!


-Morning-

-Ironhide's P.o.V.-

I slowly awoke from my recharge as I read my internal clock.

*7:04… Time to get up.* I wanted to 'yawn' but I couldn't because the femme might hear. *Oh slag! The femme!*

She wasn't in my truck bed anymore, but my tailgate was still down. Where did she go? How could she leave without me noticing? Even in recharge, I could still feel her leave. This isn't good. Just as I was about to drive off to go search for the lost femme, her father walked out of the house.

"Good mornin' Ironhide." Will walked up to me and patted my hood.

"Um yeah. Good morning Will." I replied slowly.

"Something wrong?" He raised an eyebrow at me. How was I suppose to tell him I lost his daughter?

"You could say that…" I wasn't so sure how to tell him. "I kind of…lost Julia…while I was in recharge. I'm sorry." Saying her designation was something new for me, I was so use to calling her femme.

"Lost Julia? Last time I checked, she was in the kitchen…eating." Will sounded unsure to what I was saying. Wait, kitchen? Eating?

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? What do you mean? I just walked out of the kitchen and Julia was sitting there eating a poptart."

"What…But I thought…she…recharge…Never mind." It was beyond me what a 'poptart' was but she's in the kitchen? How did she sneak off like that? This femme is getting more interesting by the moment.

"Why? Something happened 'Hide?"

"As a matter of fact yes, she came out here last night and fell asleep in my truck bed."

"You mean she just came out here to sleep in the truck bed?" Will gave me a questionable look.

"No, I believe she originally came out here to 'star-gaze' but she ended up falling into recharge in the process."

"Recharge? You mean 'sleep'?" You would think after being with us for about a year, Will would learn our language by now.

"Sure, whatever your species call it." I mumbled.

-Julia's P.o.V.-

I yawned as I continued to eat my poptart. I totally forgot that I fell asleep in the back of dad's truck. Oh…well…his friend's truck. But anyways, that truck was still bothering me. I can't tell if it was the size of that thing that was bothering me…or something else.

After finishing my poptart, I went back upstairs. I slowly tiptoed pass my parent's room, since my mother was still sleeping. She's not an early riser. Then I tiptoed pass Anna's room. I made it to my room as I sat down at my desk, turning on my laptop. I went on the internet and the homepage, it had a little section called 'Top Searches'. My original goal was to check my e-mail but I found this more interesting. Within the first top 10 searches, one of them were 'Mission City'.

"Mission City…I wonder…" I clicked on it. Back when I was on duty, I had heard a thing or two about the Mission City 'terrorist attack'. But being the computer technician I was, I couldn't help but be a little curious. So I kinda…hacked into the military files about the Mission City incident. But it was weird, it was easy to hack into the system. It were almost as if someone already weakened the system or something. But even so, I wasn't able to get much info about it. All I remember reading, before I had to totally log out of it without being caught, was something about aliens, machines, and battle. There were a few pictures too. But they were blurry and the camera was not focused. But whatever those figures in the pictures were, they were huge.

"Hey Julie." My dad poked his head into my room and nearly startled me.

"Yeah dad?" I asked after I nearly had a heart attack.

"Just wonderin' what you were doing." He smiled and took a look at my laptop screen. "Hey…" He walked into my room and looked at the screen more closely. "What's this?"

"Oh, just doin' some research about that Mission City terrorist attack that happened a few years ago." I stated as I looked back at my screen.

"Oh yeah, I remember that." He laughed in an uneasy tone. Why was he laughing? I don't think a fake terrorist attack is all that funny, even if it is fake.

"Yeah, but you know…I don't think it was a terrorist attack." My dad gave me a slightly wide eye look.

"Really? What makes you think that?" Great, he had to ask. I can just tell my own father that 'I hacked in to the military files', right? Wrong.

"Oh uh, I heard from a few people back at our base that they think it was aliens or something. Big aliens." I tried not to stutter.

"Haha, that's just crazy talk. Big aliens? Right." My dad laughed again.

"Ha, you're probably right dad." I laughed with him too before I turned off my laptop. There was only one way to truly find out about the mystery of Mission City. "Hey dad, I'm going out for a bit, 'kay?" I said as I pulled some clothes out of my closet.

"Going out? Where to?"

"Oh, just around the city. Maybe I can go buy me a new game or two." I lied.

"Okay, that's fine. But take Iron- I rather, have you take the truck." My dad stuttered again. Iron? Iron what?

"The truck? You want me to drive that?" I asked as I pointed towards my window, where the truck could be seen.

"Yes, I do." He smiled. "I'm not letting you drive your mother's car."

"Ugh…Fine, I'll take the truck. But don't be surprised if I come back with a broken arm or something."

"How come?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Because if I fall out of that thing, my arm is going to be my safety cushion." That only caused him to laugh.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." He patted me on the back. "So then, I'll let you get ready." With that said, he left my room and shut the door behind him.

I got ready and changed into a pair of denim jeans, a black 'Hurley' shirt, and a navy blue baseball cap. I opened my door and headed down stairs.

"Now where did dad put the keys…?" I tried looking around for the keys. He would usually leave them lying around somewhere.

"Here Julie, catch." I turned to face my dad. He threw the keys at me and I caught them.

"Thanks dad, I'll be back in a few hours or so." I waved to him.

"Okay, don't do drugs!" My dad laughed.

"Haha, real funny dad, I should be telling you that." I rolled my eyes as I headed into the backyard. I opened the driver's door to the truck and climbed in. Literally.

I put the keys into the slot and started up the truck. Then I reversed and drove away.

"Alright, first stop, the music store." I smiled to myself.


Where exactly is Julia planning to go?

I sure hope that most of you caught on to that.

So thank you for reading! Oh, and excuse my rudeness! I must thank all those how faved, alerted, and reviewed! I love you guys. But not that much. HAHA, just kidding. Or am I?

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