At the Autobot base, almost all of the Autobots were in power down. Bulkhead, after a exhausting day with Miko was strewn out along the floor. Ratchet was finally getting some well deserved rest, along with Ironhide and Jazz. Bumblebee was sat in the corner, eyes closed and head down.

The only awake bot, was Optimus. He was looking over the mission report of London, trying to understand Starscream's intention for all of the robberies, amassing millions from across the globe, untraceable crimes thanks to ground bridge technology. He rubbed his chin as he looked over the blue hue emitting screen.

"What do the Decepticons want with Earth currency?"

"Maybe they're planning to buy a house and settle down" Ironhide joked as he woke up, walking over to the exhausted Prime.

"I'm sorry old friend; did I disturb your rest?"

"Nah, not at all Optimus, you should get some rest though"

"No. I still have a lot of work to get completed"

Ironhide shrugged "Prime, you got Ratchet to sleep. That should count as a success on its own" Ironhide smirked. Optimus chuckled under his breath.

"I suppose old friend. I should-"

Warning! Incoming message from Autobot Arcee

Optimus turned to the screen, looking over this new information. Ironhide peered over too.

If anybody reads this, I need help. Jack and June have been captured by humans, called Sector Seven. Please hurry!

"Teletraan One, what is Arcee's current location?" Optimus asked the computer's artificial intelligence Ratchet recently finished.

Tracking...tracking...tracking...Arcee is heading along intersection five twelve outside of Jasper Nevada.

Optimus looked at Ironhide.

"Ironhide, I will require your assistance for this task"

"Let's get going Optimus. Nobody messes with our team" He snarled. Optimus quietly opened the ground bridge, a green hue erupting in a swirl, luckily not waking the other bots.

"Teletraan One, close the bridge behind us, and be ready to open a new one on my signal and coordinates" Optimus ordered.

Yes sir

Ironhide and Optimus transformed, rolling forward through the portal.

"Roll out"

...

The Sector Seven black vehicles raced down the midnight road, a blue motorcycle in the shadows not far behind.

June was sat looking at Jack. She sighed.

"What did you do?" She had to ask, and fair enough since these men had never showed up before. Jack scoffed and surrendered his hands.

"What! Me? I haven't done anything; I don't know who these guys are!"

"And you never will" Simmons said as he peered over the passenger seat at them.

"So, Jackson Darby, recently there was an attack in London, a robbery getting away with hundreds of thousands, now you're probably wondering why we're telling you this" Simmons explained. Jack crossed his arms and sighed through his nostrils.

"Well, police and news station footage depicted large - transforming - robots fighting on Tower Bridge. And also, that you were spotted there. Enlighten me" He smirked. Jack's eyes widened and he looked at June, who was also curious.

"What? How could I have been in London last night? I'd still be on the plane coming back" He defended, poorly. Simmons nodded, humming.

"So what do you both know about aliens?" He said out of nowhere. Jack and June gulped, she remembered meeting the Autobots years prior.

"Err like E.T?"

"No, more like Transforming machines" Simmons knew this information on their kind all too well.

"Nothing, we know nothing. Err right mom?" she looked at him gulping and nodding.

"Mmm hmm"

"So it's not you stood with these...aliens in London then?"

"No" Jack hissed.

"Oh okay..." Simmons said, reaching down and grabbing a laminated helicopter shot of the bridge battle. A blue feminine crouched robot and a human identical to Jack in his body armor stood on the bridge in the search light beam. "...So this isn't you?" He pointed to the man. Jack shook his head, even though it was undeniably him.

"We live in a world where everything is photographed and recorded, and uploaded and copied. There are over four hundred phone videos of this London droid death match on YouTube today! And you are trying to tell me, that this isn't you?" He pointed to the face that had been zoomed in for the photograph.

"We want to know how you got there Jackson Darby. It's time to talk!" he shouted at him. Suddenly through the windshield, a massive blue body slammed down on the hood, squashing it and cracking the windscreen. The car slammed to a stop.

The long blue legs were knelt on the flattened engine block and hood. The agents in the car along with June panicked and shouted as a sharp swipe sounded and a silver blade sliced the cars roof straight down the middle. Sparks scraped and soon two silver hands reached through the slice and pulled the two segments apart. Headlights blared down on them from the being, blinding like flood lights. The being placed hands on hips.

Simmons along with the driver shielded their faces from the light. June was also shocked, scared and confused. Jack leaned forward. Her cover was already blown; why not show them not to mess with him.

"Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet my partner. Arcee" He smirked, looking up along with them with fear filled eyes. Her headlights deactivated and she leaned down, her equally bright cobalt eyes staring back. She flicked her wrists and both her arm blasters extended.

"You know, I've never killed a human before. But the rule might get bent, just this once" She snarled, inches from them.

"Yeah Cee!" Jack shouted. She looked at him with anger in her eyes.

"I'll deal with you in a minute"

Jack sighed and dropped his shoulders and head. June was still trying to understand what just happened.

"Ar...cee?" She managed. Arcee nervously smiled.

"Yeah...I'll have to explain later" She looked back to the agents with gritted teeth and priming blasters. They weren't scared, or confused by her appearance.

"You don't seem afraid. What, not surprised to see me?" She smirked, knowing there was more to Sector Seven than they led on.

"Well we don't have the authority to communicate with you, only to let you know that-"

"Get out of the car"

"What? You err-"

"Get out...of the car" Arcee repeated, sarcastically.

"You want us to get out of the-"

"Now!" she shouted, aiming a blaster at them, the barrel glowing and humming. They both fumbled to clamber out of the ruined vehicle. The other SUVs were swerved and slammed against the back of Simmons's one.

Jack hopped out of the vehicle, staggering on the pavement. He pulled on the creased door and pried it open, letting his mom climb out. She had a cut on her forehead, a slight trickle of blood. June looked up at Arcee as she stepped off the car, aiming at the agents still.

"And that's the actual Arcee?" She asked him, he sighed and nodded. "Why couldn't you tell me, both of you!" she told off Jack and Arcee. Arcee dropped her shoulders and raised an eyebrow.

"Little busy here June" June then looked to Jack, tapping her foot and arms crossed.

"What, mom we wanted to tell you, but we were sworn to secrecy!"

"By who?"

"By..." a loud engine rumble sounded, and the huge red truck of Optimus rolled up, brakes hissing.

"Him...nice timing" he said as Optimus saw Arcee in robot form.

"Arcee! You know we don't harm humans!" He said, fists pressing into the ground as the truck cabin folded up into his torso. Ironhide transformed as well, the huge pickup morphing into the muscular body. The agents watched in disbelief as Optimus and Ironhide transformed.

He soon walked over to her, along with Ironhide. Optimus was furious; the angriest Jack had ever seen him.

"Lower your weapon Autobot that is an order!" Optimus snarled at her. She looked hurt by his words.

"Why are you angry with me? I had to save them, I didn't have a choice"

Ironhide butt in. "Oh you had a choice Arcee, everyone has a choice!"

"Oh who made you "mister do-right?" Last time I checked your history wasn't full of great choices" She snarled hands on hips.

"You are treading on thin Energon here Arcee" Ironhide threatened.

"Oh go frag yourself" she hissed, crossing her arms with a huff and looking away.

"Both of you cool off" Optimus intervened. He leaned down to the agents. "My name is Optimus Prime. Are you at all associated with Mech or the Decepti-Sapiens?"

The agents looked at one another. "No, we're the government. Just asking this boy some questions"

"Oh bull-scrap, you abducted them!" Arcee shouted, finger accusing him.

"Arcee, that is enough!" Optimus roared at her.

"Hey Optimus, she didn't do anything, it was my fault, I got photographed in London" Jack sighed.

"I will deal with you in a moment" Optimus looked at him in a disappointed glare. He looked back at the agents. He saw the guns on their hips and looked up at the second totaled vehicle, a man with a rifle moving into position, not as stealthily as he thought.

"Ironhide, relieve them of their weapons"

"Yes Prime" He said, emitting a pulse that fried and disassembled all the guns, a pile of pieces falling from their hands and belts, the charging lever of the man's rifle clanging against Ironhide's huge foot. The man staggered back, hands raised.

"I cannot allow you to leave with this knowledge of my team. The safety of your world and race is at stake" Optimus told them. The men chuckled, nervously.

"What...you going to kill us?" Simmons gulped.

"Maybe" Arcee snarled, forming her blaster. Optimus looked at her with a flare in his lip. She backed down.

"No, that is not what we do. But for your safety and the safety of this world, it is imperative that no one knows of us, for if the Decepticons learn of our home, we and your people would be at great risk" Optimus explained.

"Optimus, it's not like we can purge their memories of this encounter. They've seen us. All we can do is leave before they gather proof. Photographic proof" Ironhide whispered to Optimus.

"It would be hard to believe them if they had no proof. Ironhide, emit an energy burst and disable their electronics. No videos of us or photographs" Optimus ordered. Ironhide nodded, clenching his fist and emitting the blue pulse outwards. All of their cameras, phones and spy gear malfunctioned. The agents moaned and groaned.

"Hey!"

"Be thankful. I could have emitted the red burst" Ironhide chuckled. The agent's began to wonder just what that red pulse was, and thank that he didn't use it. Optimus stood up with a groan.

"Autobots, transform and roll out" Optimus ordered, morphing back into his red truck, along with Ironhide and Arcee.

Optimus opened his door. "Mrs Darby, please get in. All will be explained soon" she clambered up and inside.

"Jack, get in" She said. He shook his head, walking over to Arcee. He slid his leg over and held onto the handle bars.

"Jackson Darby, you get in the Autobot leader right now" she ordered.

"No. I'm going with my partner. We'll follow, but I don't want to be near him" Jack said, shocking Optimus.

"Roll out" was all Optimus said, turning and driving off with June. Ironhide followed, and so did Arcee. They sped off down the road, leaving the Sector Seven agents with destroyed tech and weapons.

"Now what?" Simmons clapped his arms against his side, shaking his head. "We need to tell everybody" the other agent pointed to his phone on the floor.

"They already know. Recorded the whole thing before they purged it; live feed to base. Speaker phone" He smirked. It had transmitted several minutes of live conversation to Sector Seven. They had dispatched several SUVs and helicopters to pursue the Autobots.