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He paced the rec room. Waiting was not something Bluestreak was particularly good at, especially when it was an order. After pacing infront of the med-bay for a while he had sought out Optimus Prime intending to get permission to rescue Michelle.

Prime had told him to wait until he had some back up before going to help Michelle, and as much as Blue was itching to race to Michelle's aid he knew that he would have a better chance at saving her if there was more than one.

So he was now alternately sitting or pacing, waiting for the Twins to appear.

Michelle stared at her ruined house tallying up how much it would cost to fix.

I'll need a loan, especially if I want my roof reattached. Bloody robots!

The giant red-eyed transformers had made themselves comfortable. Thundercracker was seated in the backyard amongst the hydrangeas while Skywarp lounged against the garage. Skywarp still held George and Brandon, he was playing with them as though they were a pair of GI Joes.

The sight of her housemates getting manhandled didn't affect Michelle as much as she thought it would, maybe it had something to do with them sticking a gun in her face.

Looking up at her captor she could swear that he was smiling.

"What do you want from me?"

"Entertainment."

"So you came here just to ruin my house and make me dance?" Michelle asked dryly.

Thundercracker smiled. "You can dance?" Michelle growled and the robot laughed evilly. "You are close to the Autobots Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, we will use this association to destroy them."

"But why?" Michelle asked, horrified.

The blue Decepticon scowled. "That's none of your business human. Now entertain us."

Michelle blinked dazedly as she was placed on the ground. This could not be happening, she was not being held captive in her own backyard by massive robots, her housemates were not FBI agents and Sunny and Sides were not almost dead. This was just one big fragging awful dream, one that she would wake up from now…now…how about now?

Damn, okay so it's not a dream but at least it was worth a try.

Thundercracker was watching her carefully and Skywarp was peering over the roofless frame of her house; Brandon and George still in his grip.

"What do you want me to do?" Michelle asked in resignation.

"You said you could dance. Do it."

Michelle seriously considered making a run for the street, but with her luck she would get hit by a car or even better an Autobot.

Staring at the blue robot she searched through her mind for some excuse not to humiliate herself. "There's no music."

TC looked at Skywarp. Skywarp snickered and started to hum the tune of 'I dream of Jeanie' while at the same time made George and Brandon dance together in the air.

Michelle was torn between wanting to jump infront of a car and bursting out laughing.

"Is he always like that?" she asked in a low voice.

Thundercracker sighed toleratingly. "Yes. He's ruthless but…stupid."

This surprised Michelle, she had assumed that the Decepticons were all cunning and sneaky. She also hadn't expected TC to confide that to her, surely Skywarp's lack of brains was a weakness. Why would he admit his partner's weakness to the enemy? Michelle at least assumed she was the enemy.

You're not going to live long enough to use that information. The cynical side of her brain told her.

Maybe everyone already knows. She replied hopefully.

Then why hasn't he been taken out of action? If everyone knew he would be a liability. Her cynical side responded.

Michelle's heart sank as she realized that she was arguing with herself and losing.

A large finger poking her in the side broke her thoughts. Michelle mentally shook herself to dispel the sense of foreboding settling in her heart.

"Human, you are meant to be entertaining me."

"What do you usually do for entertainment?"

The grin that spread across Thundercracker's face sent chills down Michelle's spine. "Terrorize humans."

Michelle fought back panic. "Well Skywarp is already doing that, why don't you watch him?"

"Because watching fear cover your face is far more fun." He reached down for her.

Michelle had no doubt that her face fairly screamed terror as she raced around the small backyard dodging Thundercracker's hand.

It occurred to her belatedly that she had nowhere to run, Thundercracker's legs blocked off any escape route. So when she was finally caught she had already run into his thighs a couple of times.

Face hot with exertion and embarrassment Michelle made a silent vow to terrorize the Twins until either she or they died, whichever came first. It was all their fault that she was in this predicament and she had every intention of letting them hear about it for as long as possible.

She was brought up to Thundercracker's face. The smugness in his red optics made Michelle angry all over again. She banged her fists against his wrist as she tried to struggle free. She was rewarded with a tightening grip around her waist. She yelped when the pressure got too hard.

"Behave or you will join the other humans."

Michelle looked over her shoulder at Skywarp. He still had George and Brandon only now they were dangling by the back of their shirts over the broken roofing.

He's going to kill them! She may not be overly happy with the pair but Michelle was still against killing them.

"Stop him!" She shouted at Thundercracker.

"Why?" The Decepticon asked.

"Because he'll kill them if he drops them."

"That isn't my problem."

Michelle's started to worry as Skywarp began to bounce them up and down. "I'll do anything you want, just don't kill them!"

Thundercracker smiled and ordered Skywarp to be careful. Michelle got a sinking feeling that she had just signed her soul to the devil.

Bluestreak barely paid attention to who walked into the rec room through the day. He vaguely recalled Jazz talking to him as well as Mirage trying to convince him to join some others outside for a soccer match. Blue remained in the rec room waiting for Prime to give him some orders or for the Twins to appear. Michelle's situation laid heavily on his mind. It would be best if he could get her out of there without harming the male humans but if push came to shove, he would do what was necessary without killing.

The sun was setting outside when Ratchet entered. Bluestreak leapt to his feet and rushed to the medic.

Ratchet looked tired but that could mean either good or bad things. Either they survived or they didn't.

"Ratch, are they okay?"

"They will live to prank another day."

Bluestreak contained his bubbling joy and raced to the med-bay. Sliding to a halt he braced himself for what the Twins would look like, they had looked horrific when he had last been in here. Easing open the door he was welcomed with the sight of Sideswipe's back as he leaned over Sunstreaker.

Alarm pulsed in Bluestreak spark. Was something wrong?

"Hold still Sunny."

"Would you hurry up. I hate looking like this."

"If you don't stop squirming I'll make look like Prowl on Halloween."

Bluestreak vented a sigh of relief. If they were bickering and if Sunny was worried about his appearance, they were fine.

Sides spun around at the sound. "Blue!"

Hurrying over to the Twins he quickly found himself in the middle of a Lamborghini sandwich.

He pulled out of the hug and studied the brothers. Holding him at arms length Blue scanned the red twin; Sideswipe still looked a little battered with large patches of his paint missing but at least his arm had been reattached. There was a large piece of bare armor across his chest covering the hole his assailants had made trying to get to his spark.

Assured that Sideswipe was healthy once again Bluestreak turned his attention to where Sunstreaker was laying on the table. Sunny had taken the most damage and it showed. His face-plates were still dented and his legs were still a bit crushed. But it was mostly cosmetic. Blue's main concern was his arms, the arms which had been ripped off. Both arms had been reattached but concern still dominated Bluestreak's emotion chip. His chest was the same as Sideswipes but with a bit more color, apparently Sideswipe had been renewing his paint when Bluestreak had entered.

"How are you feeling?" He ran a hand down Sunny's new arm.

"Better than we were a couple of hours ago." Sideswipe replied.

"Ratchet said we could leave in the morning, but I reckon we can convince him to let us leave early." Sunny said with a wicked gleam in his optics.

Pleased that the Twins were behaving like normal Bluestreak allowed himself to focus his worry on Michelle. He ached to tell them what had happened to their friend but he didn't know how to phrase it.

Watching as they tried to make Sunstreaker more presentable, Blue decided that being blunt was the only way.

"Guys, your human friend Michelle is in trouble."

Both brothers looked at him.

"Mickey? How do you know about her?" Sunny asked.

"I remember her being here, but I thought that was just a stasis dream." Sides said.

"No, she was here and we have to go help her."

"What's happened this time? Did she get caught stealing another gnome?" Sunny snickered.

"No. Some humans have her, they have guns."

That brought the twins to attention. "Is she okay?" Sideswipe demanded.

"I don't know, she was when I left."

"You left her?" Sideswipe asked in disbelief.

"When was that?" Sunstreaker took charge.

"A few hours ago. The sun was still up."

Sideswipe cursed as Sunny climbed off the bench. "Sides, we have to see her."

"I know, I hope she forgives us for what happened."

"She was very concerned when she saw you." Blue said. He winced as Sides sent him a frown. Sunstreaker's hand appeared on his shoulder.

"Where is she?"

"In Beaumont. I'll show you." Bluestreak was out the door before either brother could protest. Finding Optimus Prime was easy, convincing him to let the Twins out of the Ark so soon after their operation was hard.

Blue knew that protocol stated that the Twins shouldn't leave the Ark for at least another two days and definitely should stay away from any conflict, but something in Bluestreak's mainframe told him that Michelle didn't have two days. They needed to help her now.

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