Ah the care and keeping of humans is so fun... not.. XD Blue has no idea what he's getting into... But the same could be said for Ollie. Blue, despite his being here for almost seventy years is still slightly clueless about humans and their ways...

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.

Chapter 3: Untitled

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Oliver breathed a sigh of relief as the squad cars zipped past the alley where Bluestreak had hidden them in. He winced in pain as his ribs decided to point out the abuse that he had taken in the car chase.

It winced unnoticed by the bot. "Are you sure you're going to be okay Oliver?" his voice came from the radio startling the boy.

"Ah'm fine... But at this rate they'll be sending out aerial surveillance ta find us." the boy said through clenched teeth as he rolled his stiff shoulders. "Ah will not go back. And don' you even thin' 'bout sendin' me back. Ah've been through worse than this."

"I don't see why they are so persistent about getting you back. After all look what they did to you. Surely the medic told them how severely damaged you were when I took you to them. Why would-"

"Knowin' Father it's 'cause they thin' tha' ya kidnapped me."

Oh sweet Primus. Blue's processor froze. I did fragging kidnap him. I. Fragging. Kidnapped. Him. Oh... if Prowl was here he'd shoot me with his acid pellets for being such a-

"Blue? You okay?"

"I am sorry. I didn't think to even consider that this is kidnapping... I'm such a fragging idiot! I shouldn't have convinced you to leave with me. This is wrong on so many-"

"It's not kidnapping if I went willingly with you, which I did. Technically Ah'm running away."

"But it's wrong! Shouldn't I at least take you to your carrier?"

"Carrier?" Oliver blinked at the term.

"Your other creator. Maybe they will be able to help-"

"No." the boy's tone was cold. "My ma was the one who ratted me out ta my father. She handed me over with a freakin' bow ta him. The whip marks on my back? They're from her." there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Blue's engine grumbled as his guardian programs growled at the tears. How could his own carrier do such a thing?

"Blue." The nervous tone in Oliver's voice brought him out of his surprisingly dark thoughts as a police cruiser slid past the alley at a crawling pace. Another was slowly pulling up behind him.

"Hold on." Blue said as he darted out of the alley.

Sirens and engines roared to life as he swerved in and out of traffic, four police cars hot on his bumper. Taking several sharp turns he led them to a busier part of the town, Oliver was gripping his door, his nails digging slightly into the soft leather of his alt. He pushed forward through the busy streets, his altmode's engine protesting the increase in speed as he put some space between him and the interceptors.

"If only we could find somewhere to hide..."

An idea ran through Blue's processor, and if he had been in his bipedal mode he would have smiled. He began searching the streets for anything appropriate. His sensors caught sight of what he was looking for and scanned the passing vehicle. His T-cog kicked in reshaping his altmode as he turned a corner and came to a dead stop.

Oliver grunted in pain as the seatbelt bit into his neck and tender chest. The cop cars zipped past them leaving them in their dust. He blinked with wide eyes at the interior of the car. The old Dodge Coronet was gone.. Oliver blinked as he stared over at the hood of the car. "Blue... Wha' the heck happened?"

"I changed my altmode. Don't pull on that, if you get seen we'll be in the same mess all over again and since I can't change my altmode for several cycles they would definitely manage to find and retrieve you."

Oliver released the door handle as he sat in silence for several minutes. Bluestreak was quivering, his engine protesting the earlier strain. After several minutes Blue pulled away from the curb and slowly began to make his way back through the town.

"H-how did ya do tha'?"

"Do what?"

"Change inta a different car? Tha's freakin' insane! Cool but still insane!"

Blue chuckled. "It's one of the special things my people can do... I never thought about it really."

"So... can you change into any car you see or what?"

"Not quite. There are many things that have to be taken into account when selecting an altmode. Namely size and engine specs. It's not like I can grow any more. I'm already in my adult frame and besides- If I scanned the wrong engine specs and pushed myself too hard I could seriously damage my frame from a multitude of things like overheating-"

A loud gurgling came from the boy's abdomen cutting Blue off. Oliver flushed red with embarrassment.

"What in the name of Primus was that?"

"It's my stomach... Ah kinda haven' eaten since yesterday..."

"Well then I guess we need to get you some fuel."

"Don't you mean food? And Ah hate to say it but Ah can' just keep wearing this gown..."

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Bluestreak sighed as he stepped out of his altmode. He fingered the fake credit card in the pocket of the 'jeans' he was wearing. He had never realized how many different terms for their armor the humans had. They had pulled over some hundred miles or so from Austin in some backwater town to steal Oliver some clothes from an unattended laundry line. And after driving around the little town he had pulled aside to enter a gas station to acquire food for the boy.

He was currently gazing over the rather large selection of food packages. Just what am I supposed to get him? I should have asked him what he liked... Why didn't I think of that before I came in here? he thought before snatching several different bags of chips and several bottles of water. He had deposited his arm load before his optics caught sight of something labeled: Pain Relief.

"Could I also have several packages of those please?" he asked the guy behind the counter. The girl smiled and handed the bottle over. She tallied his total and took the card he offered her and swiped it through and as she handed him a pen and had him sign the small slip of paper. She frowned at the paper before shrugging and waving him off.

It never occurred to him that he had signed it in Cybertronian.

A/N: I want to clarify the time span at this point in time. This story is technically set after RotF roughly 8 or so years, that is where this storyline went AU. It is also set a 2 years before my other stories in my LIT-TILverse.