The girl woke up and let out a groan as her muscles protested when she attempeted to move. Every fibre in her being hurt, her chest felt tight and instead of the cold, rainy weather that she'd fallen asleep to, was the warm and soothing rays of he sun as it fell through the gaps in the curtain, onto her body. She closed her eyes, but then snapped them open again when her surroundings reached her. She was no longer in the garage on the non-giving, cold grey floor, but in a large room with high ceilings. A small chandeler hung from the roof boards and a dark coloured carpet was spread on the floor beneath the mattress she was laid upon. The girl tugged lightly at the comferterbil blanket that was cradling her body, lifting it into the air, expecting her clothes to be wet or at the very least damp. Imagine her surprise then when she saw that she was no longer wearing her usual denim shorts and blue shirt, but a pair of silk pajamas a size too big for her. She looked to the side, remembering that she was not at the farm, and spotted her twin on a mattress of his own a few feet away, his blanket covering his form until the base of his neck. The burns and cuts visible on his body were cleaned up and neatly patched and the girl guesses that the other wounds on his body were the same. He was still asleep and so was the smaller male form lying on a recliner chair that stood innocently to the side. Her youngest sibling lay with an arm under his little head which rested comfterbully upon the arm of the chair. The smaller blanket wrapped around him came up until his waist, exposing his back which was without a shirt. The girl pushed herself to get onto her feet, biting down on her lower lip to stop herself from screaming at the agony that tore through her muscles. Standing still, she let her muscles relax and breathed out the breath she had been holding slowly as the pain dulled to a numb throb. She then made her way across the room, past her twin and over to the small form resting in the recliner chair. The boy was entirely naked, missing even his underwear, and the girl pulled his blanket up to his shoulders to keep him warm. She heard footsteps from the floor above and no sooner than that a door at the top of the stairs cutting its way into the center of the room opened. The girl quickly grew tense as a man stepped into the room. He was young, perhaps 21 or 22 years of age. The guy was medium in height and had a very slim torso. He had dark, short brown hair and hazel eyes, which snapped to the girl who could barely stand upon her own feet. The man placed the pack of clothes he had been carrying on the floor and stuck his head out the door he had come in from.

"Carly!" he called and in no time another girl appeared around the same age as the man barged her way past him and into the room, quickly spotting the girl at her sibling's side aqs she began to sway. Carly ran down the steps and gently grabbed the girl to stabilize her. She led the injured teen back to her place of rest and sat down on the mattress once she was seated herself.

"Are you okay?" Carly asked, worry evident in her voice as she took the clothing packet from the familiar brunet.

"I think so," the girl replied rubbing her forehead to ease the headache that had popped up suddenly and her one hand went to her throught as she coughed, not realizing how dry it felt until then. The brunet ran out of the room and quickly returned with a tall glass of water in hand and the girl accepted it, greedily draining it to ease the aching burn in her throat, "I should be. Where am I?"

"You're at our apartment," the brunet explained, "I found the three of you in the garage downstairs. I'm Sam by the way and this is my Girlfriend Carly."

The girl nodded and gave the glass back to Sam, "Bella."

"Hello Bella," Carly said, "do you remember what happened? How did the three of you get so injured?"

The girl looked down for a bit, before her head shot up, eyes widening as they settled on Sam, "You're the boy that's friends with the Autobots aren't you?" Bella exclaimed, raising a shaking finger at him as he visibly jumped.

"I-I don't know what you're taking about," he stuttered.

"No," Bella crossed her arms, "You are him!"

"No, I don't know what you're talking about," he said again as he rose to his feet and ran out the room. Carly stayed and Bella took in a deep breath.

"I suppose you know about the Autobots right?"

Carly nodded and Bella made herself comfterbull, muscles straining with the effort, before she began to explain what had happened. She told her that they were at their guardians' farm when Starscream had came flying by. They had hid in the nearby mountains, only able to watch as the Decepticon located and killed the owners of the plot of land, before spotting her twin, Billy. A chase had issued, with her twin trying to give her and Darren, their youngest sibling, time to get to the barn where their horses were kept to get away. Billy had ended up herded into a trap by Starscream and was forced to have a standoff with him to fight for his life, inflicting many injuries on the Decepticon, but was covered in toxic liquid and nearly crashed by the cybertronion in question. Billy had gotten the screaming idiot onto his ass before she had been able to catch up with him. The three had been traveling for a day strait without food and rests and had collapsed in the Garage as it had seemed to have no security and was big enough for them and the horses to take shelter from the rain.

Carly listened to the entire story, not once interrupting, but nodded her head now and then to show that she was following. She listened until the end before she asked the question that had been bugging her from the start, "But why are they after you?"

"Because of our powers," Bella replied hesitantly, not sure whether or not she could trust this woman in front of her.

"You can trust me Bella," Carly said placing a hand on her knee, "you're secret is safe here."

Bella relaxed and nodded before turning her attention to a statue that decorated the end of the room and pointed to it. The statue came to life, shaking its head as if it was dazed before it walked, stretching its stone limbs as it did, off the stand it stood upon. It walked over to them, sniffing and purring all the time as though it were really alive and Carly noticed that Bella's eyes had gone to the same colour as her hair. The stone beast rubbed its head against Carly's shoulder before it made its way back to its stand, sat in place and turned back to a statue. Carly looked At Bella whose eyes had returned to their blazing-aroa colours, before turning to the prone figure of Bella's twin.

"And him?" she asked, catching a glimpse of Sam on the phone though the gap in the curtain

"He adapts to survive," Bella shrugged and shook her head before Carly could ask about little Darren, "he doesn't have any powers."

A rumble was suddenly heard and Bella blushed in embarrassment a deep scarlet red, But Carly just laughed telling her to wait where she was and left the room.

Bella waited patiently, drawing circles on the birth mark on her ankle using her fingers, feeling soothed by it. She did this for a few minutes before she spotted a small remote controlled truck standing at the stairs top, but she instantly knew what it was and cowered backwards in fear, his eyes flashing to her two brothers. As if sensing it was caught, the truck transformed, calling behind him before she could see the color of his optics and no sooner than he did, a small laptop sitting on the table transformed as well. The truck turned back towards her, and confusion sank into Bella's mind. The truck's optics were red while the laptops were blue. The two cybertrionions then slide down the banisters and jogged over to her side.

"Hia toots," the little truck said, "Da name's Wheelie."

"I'm brains," the laptop said waving a hand and Bella fought the urge to laugh when she saw smoke coming from his rear and let out a small smile, even though it hurt.

"Bella," she said pushing herself up onto her knees when she saw a little figure rise from his slumber stark naked, as he rubbed his eyes, "Darren, cover yourself up boy."

Said boy looked up from his spot at the sound of his name and let out a loud happy shriek, before he leaped off the recliner, much to the two mech's horror and streaked over to Bella in his birthday suit. Wheelie and Brains stuttered their optics on and off as Bella embraced the toddler, before covering him with her blanket.

"I think the kid fragging scarred me for life," Wheelie said and brains nodded in agreement as he seemed to try and knock the images out of his head.

"Sorry about him," Bella laughed before she became serious, "Where'd Sam gone?"

"Carly spoke to him and told him what you told her," Wheelie shrugged, "So he's contacting NEST."

Bella nodded and looked up when the door opened. Carly then stepped into the room and the wonderful smell of food hit Bella's nose, making her stomach rumble painfully in her stomach. The woman made her way down the down the steps and handed the girl a bowl of two-minute noodles, watching how she quickly began to swallow the grub. Darren whined and clawed at the bowl, also wanting food, as little tears formed in his eyes. Bella paused with the spoon halfway to the mouth, before she pushed her hunger to the side and fed the boy instead. Carly chuckled and left the room to get more, when a knock at the front door was heard…