Five minutes later two jets were flying over them, landing and transforming behind them. Megatron and the femme.

"I didn't expect you to contact me, so soon after the latest fight too," Megatron told them with a wicked grin on his face.

"We wish to know more about your new soldier," Prime told him in a calm manner. It was clear for everyone they did not come to fight. "Who is she?"

"So, you already figured out she is new. I'm impressed." He waited a few seconds, keeping the tension. "Sage, introduce yourself."

The femme took three steps forward, and grabbed her staff. "My designation is Sage, soldier of the Decepticons, vehicle-mode model F-15 Eagle."

Ratchet was looking at her with curious optics, Ironhide was ready to shoot, Jazz had a satisfied smile, Prowl was emotionless and Prime stood there like a leader. The femme- Sage- retreated back to Megatron's side.

"She's quite attractive, don' ya think?" Jazz whispered to Ironhide. He grumbled in response. "I just wanna shoot both her and Megs." Jazz chuckled at Ironhide's antics.

"So, did you want anything else, Prime?" Megatron asked Prime, and when no answer came, he turned and flew away. "Come on, Sage." Sage turned and transformed and took off.

The Autobot group stood there, not knowing what to think about the situation and what had just happened. Megatron didn't attack them, that's new.

"Autobots, return to base," Prime ordered. They all transformed and drove back in silence.