Good morning, (10:42 here). Man, this was a tough one to choose where to stop, really it was. I was thinking of going on, but then it leads to another long conversation, so I figured I'd wait and put it in the next chapter, get what I'm saying?

Anyway, I love all the reviews that are coming in, and CheshireMax, I know seeing 'Sam's Happy Time' twice is hard, but what about me, I had to see it four times, maybe my fifth this weekend actually, heh. I went twice to see it, but then I was invited another two times with my friends. I still loved the movie though, and tried very, VERY hard not to give things away, but my friends knowing me, saw me cracking up before the scene happened, and when it did, they laughed along with me, or cried… depending on which scene it was. (some were very sad too)

I still very much enjoyed the movie and can't wait for it to come out on DVD. I'll be one of the first to get it, heh.

So, moving on. Crystal, Christopher, Luke and the Paolini's belong to me and no one else, while the others are apart of Dreamworks, Michael Bay, and Steven Speilburgs brilliant creation for a movie. So, without further ado, enjoy. (Smiles)

The kitchen

"Aw sweetie, you look shaken." Said Mrs. Witwicky placing a hand on her left shoulder. Crystal flinched away and she removed her hand from her shoulder, "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, I forgot about your shoulder." She said.

"It's okay Mrs. Witwicky, everyone seems to have lately." She said rubbing it gently and rolling it.

"Put a bag of ice on it, Sam will help you." She said walking out of the kitchen.

"I-I will, thank you." She said as Sam rummaged threw his backpack.

"Do you really need the ice?" He asked pulling out the eye glasses case.

"No." She said as he opened it to make sure he had the glasses inside it.

"So, what happened to make you scream?" Asked Sam.

"Optimus suddenly decided to grab me when I didn't know, and he brought me to your window." She said. "It may not seem that bad, but you know how I am since I've injured my shoulder last year. I'm not fond of anyone hugging me anymore, unless I know I'm being hugged. It still hurts after every game." She said rolling it again.

"I'm sure it dose. With all the shoving around by you and the other girls, I can imagine that you get sore all over." He said when there was suddenly a lot of ringing of his doorbell and his father answered.

"Who in the world could that be?" Wondered Crystal.

"I don't know, but there seems to be a lot of people." He said and led the way into the small hallway leading to the front door. They waited and watched as his father opened the front door.

"Ronald Witiky?" Asked a man.

"It's Witwicky, who're you?" He asked.

"We're the government, Sector Seven." He said holding out a badge.

"Never heard of it." He said.

"Never will." Said the agent putting the badge away. "Your son is the great grand son of Captain Archibald Witiky, is he not?" He asked.

"It's Witwicky." Said Ronald.

"May I enter the premises, sir?" He asked.

"Ron, there's guys all over the front yard." Said Judy.

"What the heck is going on here?" Asked Ron.

"Your son filed a stolen car report last night, we believe it to be involved in a nation security matter." He said.

"T-there wrecking up my roses!" Said Judy.

"A national security?" Asked Ronald.

"That's right, national security." Confirmed the agent.

"My god Ron, they're every where." Said Judy. "T-there's guys in suits all around the house. Look at them."

"Would you stay off the grass." Called out Ron.

"They're ripping my plants out of the ground, good lord!" Yelled Judy. "They better get their hands off my bush." She said about to walk outside with the bat.

"Drop the bat ma'am, you're carrying a loaded, weapon." He said taking the bat from her.

"Hey, you better get those guys out of my garden or I'm going to beat the crap out of them." She growled.

"Are you experiencing any flu like symptoms. Aching joints, fever." He asked shining a light in her face.

"No!" She said.

"What is this?" Asked Sam stepping out of the hallway with Crystal behind him.

The agent tossed the bat to the other agent beside him. "How are you doing son? Is your name Sam?" He asked.

"Yea." He said.

"Well I need you to come with us." Said the agent.

"Woah, woah, way out of line." Said Ron standing in front of Sam with Judy now beside him.

"Sir, I'm asking, politely." He said. "Back off." Said the agent.

"You're not getting my son." Said Ron.

"Really. You're going to be rough with us?" Asked the agent.

"No, I'm going to call the cops, cause there's something fishy going on around here." Said Ron.

"T-there's something a little fishy about you your son and your little taco bell dog and this whole operation you got going on here." He said.

"What operation?" Asked Ron as Judy picked up Mojo.

"That's what we're going to find out." Said the agent.

"I think, direct contact." Said another agent who walked up to him. They nodded to one another before the Agent stepped up holding an item.

"Son." He said.

"Yea." Said Sam.

"Step forward please." He asked.

Sam stepped between his father and mother, "Just stand…"

The Agent placed what looked like radar in front of him, and it starting making a quick noise as if it was going off the scale. "Fourteen red… Bingo! Tag them and bag them!"

"What!" Said Ron as we were all handcuffed and led out of the house.

"You hurt my dog, I'll kick your ass!" Yelled Judy being led into the same car as Ron.

"Ah! Watch it!" Winced Crystal. "I only fractured my freaking wrist the other day!" She yelled at the agent leading her to the other car.

"Sam."

"Yea."

"Do not say anything Sam. Not a word till we get a lawyer." Said his father getting into the car with Judy as Sam got in beside Crystal.

Driving down the road, Crystal winced every now in then when they hit a sewer manhole and the car jerked causing more pressure on her hand and shoulder. "So ah, Ladiesman217, that is your Ebay username, right?" Asked the agent.

"Yea, but it was a typo, and I ran with it." Said Sam.

"What do you make of this?" He asked playing a recorded file. 'My name is Sam Witiwcky, okay, and my uh, car-' "Is that you?" Asked the agent.

"Y-yea, that sounds like Ladiesman."

"Last night at the station you told the officer your car, transformed. Enlighten me." He said.

"What, here's what I said, okay, cause this is a total misunderstanding. That my car had been stolen." Said Sam.

"Really." Said the agent.

"From me," He said quickly, "Uh, from my home, but its fine now cause its back. It came back." He said.

"Well, not by its self." Said Crystal.

"Well no." Said Sam.

"Cause cars don't do that, because that'd be crazy." Laughed Crystal and they soon all joined in with her laughing.

"So, what do you kids know about aliens?" Asked the agent and they went silent.

"Oh, like a Martian? Or what, Et?" Asked Sam.

"It's an urban legend." Said Crystal.

"Yea, you see this?" He asked pulling out his badge, "This is a 'do what ever I want' and 'get away with it' badge."

"Right." Said Sam.

"I'm going to lock you up, forever." Said the agent.

"You can't do that when we didn't even do anything." Said Crystal in defense.

"You, do not test me, especially when your brother just came back from Qatar." He said.

"M-my brother." She gasped.

"What?" Said Sam.

"H-he couldn't have been in Qatar." She said.

"Oh yes he was. Drop out at his local high school, known for his raging temper and many fights. He's now abandoned and no where to go with your real relatives dead on a flight to Europe. It could just slip that he helped in that little stunt in Qatar where he'll rot in jail for his natural life for all the families who lost there loved ones and destroying a military base." He said. "It is time, to talk." He said when the car suddenly hit something and spun into it.

"Big, it's big!" Said the driver blinded along with the agent.

Hands then pierced threw the glass windows and gripped the roof, lifting the vehicle off the ground. As the agent screamed, "I can't see it."

"Shift your weight towards the front." Said Sam and with the help of the agents, the roof snapped off and they fell to the ground with a crack.

"Ugh." Cried Crystal. "I think something snapped."

The light above them then went out and Sam leaned over. "You a wholes are in trouble now. Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to my friend," Said Sam. "Optimus Prime."

Ah, a cliffy. I'm no good at these am I… No, I never have been. (sigh) So, think you handled this update well, lets just see if you can handle what's next to come. Till next time, have a great day. (waves)

(New update: Whoops, missed that, hehe, Roof, not room, hehehe. Thx for noticing, i totally missed it. 11:51am)