Note: this story starts out slow; never fear, it'll get better. I'll try and update tomorrow as well, but I'm getting ready for a long awaited vacation, then I won't be able to update for three or four days, so I'll try and get a chapter out for you all tomorrow!

Disclaimer: I DON NOT own Transformers or any part of the name; it's a simple fanfiction. nod

OH YEAH; Do not send me any little flames. I've got a bucket of water beside me and I know people don't like to be soaking wet.

Enjoy!

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After passing out for the night, Liz's brain could only focus on the reason behind the symbols and what they meant. She still hadn't figured it out and was going to sit and search her brain, even in her dreams. In this particular dream, she saw the jet again, looking over every detail.

"It's not a regular US jet... Those wouldn't be on base right now, not on this side of the country anyway..."

It just didn't make sense until she snapped awake at the sound of a crash of what sounded like garbage cans. "What the HELL was that?!" She yelled, getting up and throwing on pajama pants before sliding her way out of the house and to the back of it.

To her disappointment, there wasn't anything there. "Knock over a garbage can and run? What the hell is in a garbage can?" She blinked and began rustling through it.

"That paper..." She whispered, pulling it out of the can and blinking. "Where's the side with the symbol from the jet?!" She almost screeched, throwing the paper to the ground and rummaging around again. "Where, where, where?!"

She gave up and then looked at the trashcan. On the side was a huge dent that had no way of being made by a car or truck passing by, not even a baseball bat. It looked like it had a wheel skid at the bottom, but she didn't hear any wheels speed away.

Looking around she sighed, completely defeated in her search. "It's too early to be on a search for some mysterious garbage can stealer..." And with that she was off to return to her sleep to see if she could even get that far.

As soon as her head hit the pillow she was gone, and yet before she knew it, Avery was practically bouncing on top of her, telling her breakfast was ready and to get a move on.

Grumbling, she sat up and looked at Avery. "Be glad your room isn't anywhere near the trashcans." Getting up she walked by a confused and blank look Avery.

"Why what happened? You look exhausted."

"Just wait till I put my make up on... And someone either stole or attempted to steal something from our trashcans." She grumbled, pulling her eye liner out and putting some on, before putting on the rest of her make up and brushing her hair so it could be put in a pony tail.

"Steal... from us?"

"Yes Ave. Now where's the food? I'm rather hungry." She said, smiling at her Uncle who, in return, gave a confused smile back and walked to the kitchen with Liz practically skating behind him.

On the table was their regular eggs and bacon breakfast, which Liz scarfed down hungrily. "When are we gonna go look at the Pontiac?" She asked, slurping up a piece of egg.

"After we lay the concrete in the new garage, that way it has time to dry before we put a second car in there." Ave was preoccupied with his drink at the moment. "Green tea just really isn't my thing..."

After a few hours of laying concrete in the new garage, Ave finally set down his smoother and looked over at Liz who's face was twisted into an impatient smile of victory against the garage.

"We both need to shower, this is just no way to go look at cars." Avery said, walking by Liz as her look changed to that of defeat and impatience, but only nodded and then ran off past Avery and dashed into the bathroom before he could argue against it.

"Guess I had that coming to me." He laughed, and sat in the living room while he waited for Liz to take her shower. "She really does want this car... I'll buy her anything safer than a bike..." He muttered, looking at himself in a mirror and going a little pale, trying to push the memories from his mind.

He still hadn't gotten used to Liz being around. It was pretty much like being around his ex-wife again. Another female to make him watch his words, watch the way he did and said things, but with a little more fun.

Soon Liz came sliding by. "Shower's free!" She pipped as she slid by the doorway and right into her room.

"Gonna get splinters doing that." He kinda laughed at her before she shut the door and left Avery to get clean to go into town.

Liz kinda laughed and smiled before rummaging through her closet and pulling out a Tye-dye shirt, leather jacket that pulled tight in the back, showing off her girlish figure, and her new black jeans with chains hanging around the hip. The last addition to this was a studded black belt that hung loosely to one side.

She looked at herself and then thought about the other people in town. Their outfits were unusual, but apparently their weird hair colours were welcomed. With this, she dried her hair and began to spike it and fluff it up a little, to gain a look like what the guys had done the day before with theirs.

Nodding in approval, she put more eyeliner on, this time black mixed with purple, and purple and blue eyeshadow. Along with the everyday base makeup, and she was ready.

Sitting on the side of the bed, she could only think how much she'd wished she'd lived with Avery all along; been his kid from the start. She hated her father. And not because he was never there, but because he never showed that he tried to be there. Her mother at least called her once a month to check and make sure she was okay. But she could only guess that it was because she was worried about her baby.

"Ugh. I'm not a baby anymore... I'm twenty for God's sake!" She growled, looking into a mirror and then back at her own hands, trying to figure out if it was a good idea to punch something or not. But before she could make the decision, a knock was heard.

"Ready to go kiddo? I just need to put on a shirt and then I'm ready to head out." Ave's voice came through the door and Liz sighed, pushing her own frustration from her mind and giving her fist a tight squeeze before opening her door and grabbing the car keys off the table.

"I'll be in the car Ave!" She smiled and walked out and got in, starting the car and turning on her j-rock music she'd just bought the other day with Asuka. Apparently this band was a really good one. When they started screaming, she looked at it with a funny face. "What the heck?"

Picking up the case she blinked. "Dir En Grey?"

Avery pulled open the door to the passenger side which made Liz jump in her seat and glare at Avery. "Give me a bloody heart attack!" She squeaked, before trying to calm herself.

Avery started laughing and got in, shutting the door. "Let's just go see this car you want before you eat my soul."

Liz nodded and started the car, off into Central Tokyo, but to a parking garage a lot closer to the dealer than where she'd parked before. The ride into town was a lot quieter than Avery had expected, but he could only guess that Liz had something on her mind and refused to dig into the matter much.

They finally stopped and Liz got out, walking toward the dealership with Avery right behind her. Looking through the window, she saw the car and then looked at Aver. "It's that one right there Ave."

Avery walked in and gave the car a thorough look over before patting the hood rather roughly and nodding at Liz who only seemed to squeak as she saw the lights flash in response to the pat on the hood.

"What's wro - " Avery began only to be cut off by the dealer who apparently told Avery the car had been acting a little weird since it arrived.

"I don't care." Liz muttered and walked over to the car, running her hand over the place where Avery had patted it and the lights turned off, which only further intrigued Liz. "Avery, please?" She looked over at her Uncle with puppy dog eyes and pouted.

"Don't start that you little pain." He laughed and smiled at her. "You know I'll spoil you till you rot in the things you've bought dear." Smiling, Avery and the Dealer disappeared into an office.

While they were there, Liz slid into the car again and ran her fingers over the interior, smiling and relaxing against the wheel, pretty much in her own little heaven. When she pulled back she looked at the symbol on the wheel and blinked. "Oh yeah..."

She jumped again when Avery knocked on the window of the car, which kinda twitched in responce. "Open the door and I'll hand you the keys." He smiled, and Liz eagerly opened it and snatched the keys.

"I'll attack you at the house Avery." She grinned and started up the car, squealing with joy at the sound the engine made. "Ah! So nice!" She kinda squirmed in the seat before following the Dealer out of the side garage door and then giving Avery a ride to his car at the garage.

"See you at the house Ave!" She giggled and took off, into the back streets of Tokyo. "Man, some good music would be great right about now..." And as she said this, she went over a bump in the road and the radio switched on to a rather rap like station.

"Maybe the wires are loose... I'll have to look at it when we get to the house." She muttered, speeding off the the house.

Due to taking back roads, Avery had made it to the house a good fifteen minutes before Liz had. But she wasn't going to start complaining. "Into the fresh garage." She laughed and pulled in to the other side of the garage than Avery's Yaris, to give her new car the room it deserved.

After a moment, she disappeared into the house and there was a loud 'thud' from inside, which was the end result of a hyper Liz attacking an unsuspecting Avery. "I LOVE YOU AVERY!"

Laughing, he turned around and began to tickle his niece who quickly began to squirm and try to crawl away from her Uncle who was relentless in his attacks.

"AH! No! Avery cut it out! Oh my god I'm going to go into cardiac arrest! Cut it out I can't breeeeeeeath!" She squealed and he finally let go, but only pinned her on the floor. "Stop calling me Avery and start calling me Ave, or I won't let you go freak out over your car. I WILL keep you pinned." He grinned.

"Aver – I mean Ave! That's just cruel!" She pouted and he let go of her.

"See, was that very hard dear?" He laughed and sat back on the couch. "Go tune up your car like I've taught you, we start work in two days. So you need your practice."

Liz nodded and walked back to her car, putting in her headphones and turning up her music. She popped the hood and looked around, marveling over the engine, but stopping when she saw a loose valve. "Not good here..." She mumbled and walked over to the tool desk. Jumping from a loud slam, she turned around to see the hood shut. "How the..."

Groaning, she walked over and pulled the hood back up and propped it up, and began to tighten the valve, along with a few others than were loose. The car began to rock a little when she did this, which made her stop. "What the hell...is wrong with my car?"

Grabbing a rolling support, she pushed under the car and began to tweak up the underside of the engine which resulted in the car moving back and forth, as if trying to get away from her, though it couldn't in the garage.

"STOP!" She almost screamed, punching the underside of the car and pushing out from under it. "What the HELL is going on?!" She yelled, kicking the tire of the car, to which a very small and quite 'ouch' was heard. "...no way." She muttered, before throwing open all the doors of the car and even the trunk.

"If there's anyone in my car, I'll shoot you. That's not a threat, it's a promise." She said, loud enough for it to ring in the garage, but not in to where Avery could hear her.

The car stayed still and didn't move. "Oh now there's no one in my car..." She muttered, sticking her head into her car, only to slam her head on the roof as loud music came blaring out of the stereo system.

"Dammit!" She yelled and fell to her butt on the concrete beside the car. Kicking the door she turned away from it angrily. "Dipwad car! God damn! Freaking hurts!"

The car seemed to turn down it's music lightly before turning it off all the way. Glaring, she got up and looked at the car. "FINE! Be in bad shape and see if you survive Tokyo! See if you ever get another tune up or even get my bloody attention!" She yelled, walking out the garage door and slamming it.

Moving side to side, the cars radio dial began to turn and soon a low metallic chuckle was heard.

Liz popped back in and then looked at the car, but it was quite.

"Whatever then. I deal with you when I feel like it you hunk of JUNK." She growled, and walked into the living room and sat down by Avery.

"Blasting music while you work Liz?" He questioned, smiling at her and she smiled back on impulse.

"Yeah, helps me stay focused. That car's engine is amazing...but it needs a really bad adjustment. I'll deal with it tomorrow or sometime I'm not so tired.

And that's how it was for the next week and a half. Liz would work on other cars, but every time Avery asked her about the tune up on her own, she'd just shake her head and make u an excuse, still aggravated by it's 'behavior' if that's what you can even call it...