I did my best to find as much information as I can but unfortunately I had to fill in the blanks for some things. I apologize in advance for any mistakes. To answer a question I received, after a several hour debate with myself, (No joke. I had this huge debate in my living room with myself and the wall. I ended up drawing a pathetic family tree thing and everything in my angry debate. I would like to thank my family who always puts up with me and hasn't had me committed. Yet.) which you had inspired, the best answer I can give is yes. I suppose Ultra Magnus is related to Megatron to. I do not know if this is the case but thats how it's going to be in my story. Sorry if this ticks anyone off. Thank you to eveyone with your continued support. Once again I do not own anything but my own characters.

A metal hand reached towards me intent on using me for his own purpose. I shrank back into the boy-human-creature beyond terrified. The boy-Sam was his name, I recalled-gripped me tighter before thrusting me up into the chest chamber of the metal being's-Megatron's-chest. I screamed in agony as I began to dissipate a constant feeling of painpainpainmakeitstop!painpainpain! was all I could feel. A history-their history-played back to me. Peace. Happiness. War. Pain. Loss. New world. Possibly hope? Before the pain returned. I let out a cry and a burst of final power went with it along with my final scream.

I jerked awake with a cry as I fought against the force holding me down. I gave a final fierce tug and tumbled onto the floor, gasping for air. I kept my eyes clenched tight along with my teeth as I struggled to take deep calming breaths. I exhaled slowly and opened my eyes. I was in my room. The "thing" holding my arm down was my blanket. And there was a black circle on the roof. I flushed with embarrassment as I stood up and ripped the blanket off my arm. I was still wearing my jeans and sweater since I basically just passed out on the covers. I stumbled over to the bottom of my bed where my pajamas were crumpled up. I shrugged and pulled them on after discarding my sweaty clothes into a laundry basket. I sighed and tugged the knots out of my hair. It was just below my ribs and brown, which isn't all to interesting. It was ridiculously thick though. I rubbed my hands over my face taking some more deep breaths. I exhaled slowly and walked out of my room. The hallway was dark. It would have been black if not for the lights that ran along the edges of the wall. I stuck close to the lights and kept one hand on the wall as I walked down the hall. Almost all the doors were locked much to my dissatisfaction. How could I do some midnight exploring if I couldn't go anywhere? I finally came to one that wasn't locked. There was a huge door and a smaller door, for humans and for Autobots, I assumed. I bit my lip and debated going back to my bed even though I knew there was no way in hell I was getting back to sleep alone.

"To hell with it," I muttered as I slowly opened the human sized door. The room was huge like the rest of the base. Why I expected anything different. I do not know. Against the wall was a huge berth with someone on it. I let out a small squeak and tried to sneak back out before I woke him up. However, all I really did was trip over my own feet and slam the door closed as I did so. This ended waking up whoever's room I was in.

The whirling of the mechanics and the groan of metal was both exhilarating and terrifying. Two huge feet (Do they even call them feet? I really need some Cybertronian biology lessons. I'd ask Ratchet but he would probably hit me or something.) shifted onto the floor as he sat up.

"Sorry. Ummm... I was just... I-I mean it. Uh... Hi?" I whispered as the figure sat up. Tension drained out of me as I recognized the 'Bot.

"Emily. Should you not be in bed," Optimus said. Damn! I need to learn how to talk like that. It's like he's giving you hell even though he's not! How frickin' unfair!

"Sorry. It's nothing I just... Couldn't really sleep. And all the other doors were locked. Sorry," I stood back up blushing fiercely in both embarrassment and anger at myself. Way to go Emily. Wake up the person. Man. 'Bot. Whatever! That gets the least sleep. Textbook move.

He simply blinked (Do they even call it blinking? Damn you Ratchet! Must you be so wrench happy!) before replying, "I understand," he paused for a moment almost as I he was debating something, "If it would help you sleep... I suppose you may stay here tonight."

I gaped for a moment before nodding and walking over to his berth. He reached a hand down for me which I thought was really nice. I mean, I wake him up at a completely ungodly hour and he lets me stay and he's being chivalrous? I wish human men were this decent.

"Thanks," I murmured climbing onto his hand. He set me down softly on the edge before he laid back down. I let out a small yawn before laying down as well. I tried breathing in time with his heartbeat. (Dammit! Do they even have hearts? Not like that, but do they have something similar or what?) After several minutes I could barely keep my eyes open. I yawned again and rolled over before finally falling asleep

I woke up to a rumbling and the bed dipping drastically. I let out a small yelp and rolled into a metal hand.

"My apologies. I did not mean to wake you."

"S'fine," I yawned before sitting up, "Thanks, Optimus." he nodded before setting me on the ground. I checked my watch which kindly informed me it was only 05:30. I sighed before stretching and letting my bones pop before I followed him out into the hall.

"Uh... You wouldn't happen to recall where my room is, would you?" I asked as I blushed angrily.

"To your left. Five doors down," he gestured before moving to the door directly across from his with a sigh. He knocked on the door which made the hallway tremble. I stumbled along as I tried not to fall and make a larger fool of myself. I gave a halfhearted glare at the door and Optimus as I stumbled into the wall.

"Come on Prime. Give me an hour," a muffled voice complained.

Optimus sighed before replying, "Ultra Magnus, open this door." A muffled 'No' as well as a few, what I assumed was, curses from Optimus' exasperated expression.

"Magnus," he warned, "You are required for a meeting within the hour. Your presence is necessary as well as your insight." The door opened after a few moments that were filled with muttered curses in English and what I thought was their language.

"This is why your Prime. I can't stand these things. They're boring and most of the humans are so dense," Ultra Magnus snapped as he came into the hallway. Optimus simply sighed and walked down the hallway with him right behind. Damn they're tall. I opened my door and dug through the clothes they had for me. After scowling and basically just saying fuck it, I ended up with a T-shirt and jeans. I ripped a brush through my hair and went to stand in the hallway till someone walked by. I really do need a map so I can stop making a fool of myself. Most of the personal avoid me mostly since I'm pretty sure they think I might blow them up or something.

"Um excuse me, sir!" I caught the man walking by, "Can you tell me where the mess hall is?"

He blinked before answering, "It's in B wing."

I sighed, "Can you tell me how to get there?"

"Sure. I can show you since It's on my way."

"That would be fantastic! Thank you. I'm Emily," I smiled.

"Lieutenant Davies. Nice to meet you Miss Emily," he replied as we walked, "You new at NEST?"

I smiled, "You could say that. This place is huge and I already have the worst sense of direction. I could get lost in my own house if I wasn't paying attention," my smile quickly vanished as I remembered my house was currently a hole in the ground.

"I'm going to say your here because you survived a Decepticon attack or something. Most people who are here chose to be and are having the time of their lives when we're not shooting aliens."

"What's a Decepticon?"

Davies gave me a funny look before explaining, "Their like the enemy, I guess. They want to take over Earth and destroy us "fleshy" beings. The Autobots are helping us beat them off the best we can. The war started on Cybertron and is continuing on Earth. The whole reason any of them came was because of something called an Allspark."

I should have asked a solider these questions sooner. All the Autobots I've asked just brush me off or change the subject.

"What's the Allspark?"

"Man, you must really be new. Apparently it was some sort of energy cube. It was responsible for creating their race. Or something like that. I don't know for sure, I wasn't in Mission City. It was destroyed or something in the battle there," he shrugged as we turned the last corner, "And here we are. It was nice talking to you Miss Emily."

I laughed before replying, "You don't need to call me 'Miss Emily'. Just Emily is fine."

He shook his head as his eyes sparkled with amusement, "My mother always said to be polite to pretty girls Miss Emily."

I blushed and smiled before curtseying, "Well, Mr. Lieutenant Davies, it has been an absolute pleasure. Do have a good day, kind sir."

"My lady," he struggled to keep a straight face as he gave a bow before walking off. As soon as he turned the corner I burst out laughing and leaned against the wall. After taking a few deep breaths I walked into the mess hall.