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Kyle sat quietly. Everything he had heard was hard to comprehend much less absorb. Mary sat beside him, rubbing his hand. She was getting the color back in her cheeks, but her hands still felt cold. Benny told stories and things that Kyle couldn't believe were real. At least, not a week or so ago. The more Benny went into it, the more his blackouts and the voice made sense. The more he sunk into unbearable hopelessness.

"Any more questions?" Benny smiled, clapping his hands together.

Mary turned to Kyle, eyes red from earlier tears. Kyle sighed, shaking his head. Benny sighed, lowering his hands to his side.

"I don't…I don't know how to go over this again," Benny sighed.

"I don't even know where to begin processing this!" jumped Kyle, leaving the safety of the trunk. "Aliens, wars, machines, and transformations…this all sounds like a science fiction show!"

"Who says it isn't," shrugged Benny, "but it's true for us, here and now!"

"If Decepticons are supposed to be…evil, human-hating alien machines," mumbled Kyle, stepping toward Benny, "why is it we are humans? Why am I good friends with Mary? Why are you telling us this!?"

"First, can't remember. Second, memory loss and a different life lives. Third…I don't understand the question," Benny nodded.

"You remember being a Decepticon…then, and I hate to think of this, why keep Mary? Why not just take me and leave?" Kyle offered, glancing between Mary and Benny.

Benny smiled at this, nodding. "Because, my old friend…I have lived a human life as well. I have befriended many and left them behind because they were never enough for me. It always felt empty. You…and Mary, you two are different." With that, Benny leaned against his truck.

"So you're helping us?" Mary perked.

"As best I can I guess…" shrugged Benny. "In a weird sort of way."

Kyle and Mary smiled at him. Benny groaned, rolling his eyes, and opening the truck door.

"Don't get any wise ideas! I'd rather Knockout be a human named Kyle than have Starscream lead the Cons," hissed Benny, eyes flickering red. "Now, let's get going! Need someplace to hide you two!"

"I've never left town in my known life," gasped Kyle, turning to Mary.

"I rarely left…" she paused. Suddenly, she perked, leaping from the car. "But…I have an Uncle who lived in Nevada."

"Sounds good," nodded Kyle, glancing to Benny. "Right?"

"What do I care," yawned Benny. "I'm tired. It's late…or early as it is. I'm heading back to town."

Benny climbed back into his truck, starting the engine. The headlights turned on, illuminating the road ahead. He rolled down the window, glancing out at them. Mary was holding Kyle's hands. Benny sighed, turning away.

"Why…"

Kyle stepped forward.

"Just…of all the people to fall for a human," whispered Benny.

"What?" questioned Kyle.

"I do wish…for the best," nodded Benny, looking away. "We will meet again no doubt."

"I hope on a better note," smiled Kyle, offering a nod.

Benny sighed, shaking his head. The window rolled up, reflecting Kyle's image. Spiked red hair, fading eyes. The car took off, spinning wheels before rushing down the street, back toward town. Kyle sighed, turning around to see Mary not too far behind him. He offered her a smile.

"Now what?" whispered Kyle.

"To my Uncle's place," nodded Mary, heading for the driver's seat. "I haven't seen him in a while. I've talked to him though. He knows about you."

"You talk about me?" perked Kyle, watching her.

He knew Mary for a while now. He met by chance, walking back to his caretakers at the time when he'd just been found and his memory started. He had bumped into her by accident, spilling what she'd been carrying. They looked up at head other, eyes meeting, and everything after that felt wonderful.

He loved the way she'd tuck her short hair behind her ear. Her eyes would glow brighter when it was pulled back but looked mysterious and arousing. When he'd bumped into her that first day, her hair fell in front of her eyes, covering her eyebrows and shadowing her bright eyes. Diamonds, he thought.

"Kyle?"

He snapped awake, seeing her with one hand on the car door. Her eyes were bright, hair tucked behind her ears. He smirked, careful not to blush. He nodded, rounding the car and getting in. the car started, and the two looked to each other.

"Where to?"

"Nevada."

"Where in Nevada?" Kyle smirked.

"Jasper. Jasper, Nevada."

With that, they took off.