A/N: Ok! It took forever, (I had the worst case of writer's block, plus I put this story on hiatus,) but it's finally done! Not nearly as long as I would like, but it just seemed like such a good place to end the chapter. Don't worry, I have plans for the future!

Disclaimer: Do I really need this any more? Not. Mine. Not even Buzzsaw.

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to anyone who actually waited out that long period and actually made it to this chapter! Thanks for not giving up! (Ok, you probably gave up and suddenly went, OMG, she's back! When you got the alert, but hey, whatever.) Reviews are appreciated!

:Comm speak:

It was decided that the teens would stay at the base until further notice for their protection. Two adult volunteers and Optimus Prime (he was the only one available at the time), after gathering a list of needed possessions, headed out into town for Stacey's dorm, which happened to be the closest of their stops at the moment. As it turned out, the one building that had blown up before Marcee and her friend left was the one of the only two Starscream had destroyed after he realized his distraction wasn't being very distracting. Sure, he had taken a few more humans than was strictly necessary afterward, but the clean up was a lot easier than it could have been, which made it (slightly) easier to make their way through the perimeter to the dorm.

Will opened the door to Stacey's room, dragging a large suitcase behind him. As he flicked on the lights, Maggie followed with a pet carier. Will remembered his reaction when being told Stacey needed sushi.

"Anything else you need?" he had asked.

"Oh yeah!" Stacey had exclaimed. "I need Sushi, too!"

Will had given her an are-you-mentally-stable? look. "You need sushi."

Marcee had then saved the both of them from their confusion by responding, "Sushi is her dog. A little yappy Pomeranian. The day that dog stops barking, she's either died, or the world will end."

Will grinned to himself at the memory, and then realized he didn't hear any yapping. He turned to Maggie. "Where's the dog?"

Maggie's brow furrowed. "I don't know," she had replied in that accent of hers. "Maybe she's hiding under the bed?"

Will shrugged and mare his way toward a dresser, hoping it was Stacey's. He pulled open a drawer and lifted out a shirt, holding it out to show Maggie. "Hey, Maggie, d'you thi-" He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence as the world went black.

It hadn't been very hard at all for Buzzsaw to figure out where the girl had lived. Laserbeak was the spy, Buzzsaw was the hacker. Buzzsaw had really never been good at spying; he was much too likely to begin hacking the nearest network and forget he needed to watch for this or that.

It didn't help that the Autobots were so slagging predictable, either. They would keep the humans safe, obviously, and there was a high likelihood someone would be sent out for said human's belongings.

All Buzzsaw had to do was find one of the human's homes and wait for however it was that had the misfortune of being sent out on an item retrieval-party. He quickly found the home of a Stacey Welfond and made his way toward the dorm, managing to open the window to her room without completely shattering and entering the dark building without so much as a hiccup.

Or, at least, it would have gone without a hiccup if it weren't for Sushi.

The dog, as per her nature, immediately went off at the sight (and sound) of a robotic bird entering her territory. There were a few shouts of "Shut up Sushi!" "Shut that dog up!" and "Stace', get your dog under control," and Buzzsaw quickly realized having this Earth-creature know as a dog announcing his presence to the world wasn't going to help him in a stealth mission. With a quick slash of a talon, the dog's throat was cut open and the leaking body was thrown under the bed and out of sight. That over with, Buzzsaw made himself comfortable in an out-of-the-way corner that wasn't immediately visible from the door. He didn't have to wait long.

Two humans, one of the male gender and one of the female, entered, obviously there to do just as Buzzsaw had predicted: take the required items back to base for its latest occupants to use. Buzzsaw waited patiently for the human to be just in the right position and then….

The man didn't know what hit him, and Buzzsaw found it comical how easily he could kill this person the Autobots obviously so treasured. The man was wanted alive, however, so Buzzsaw left him knocked out of the ground while he turned to the female. He had a message to deliver.

"Tell the Autobots," he rasped, forcing his voice to form the human words, "that Soundwave proposes a trade for the human male." And with that, Buzzsaw carefully dragged the unconcious human toward the window, stepped up onto the groaning wood, and leapt off, human still in his metal claws.

Maggie just stood there, mouth open, as she dropped the pet carrier.

"He WHAT?!" Optimus practically bellowed as Maggie breathlessly updated him on the situation, having run all the way down the stairs and out into the parking lot.

"He-he just took Will and s-said that Sou-oundwave proposes-es a t-trade."

There was a rumbling sound from the Peterbilt's that sounded very unhappy before the engine kicked in and the Autobot leader pulled out of the parking lot. "He probably wants Ravage back," Optimus mumbled, more to himself than anything.

"Y-you mean that big metal cat?"

"Indeed."

There was silence in the cab for a while before Maggie finally spoke up again. "What are we going to tell Stacey about her dog?"

Optimus was just arriving back at the base when Ratchet sent out through their personal comm Units, :He's done! Jazz is done! All I have to do is replace the spark!:

Optimus groaned both out loud and over the comm. :You have horrible timing, Ratchet.:

Surprisingly, it was Wheeljack who spoke up. :What happened, Optimus?:

:Let's just say I don't think Soundwave was happy that we took Ravage.: