I'm sorry this took so long after a cliff hanger but I was away and this was an extremely difficult chapter to write. I wanted to get it up ASAP and am still not totally happy with it. So please forgive any errors! Hope you enjoy!

She grinned as he passed her the bow he always had. She loaded it and fired three smoke arrows and when they filled the room with an impenetrable fog, the pair turned and bolted away. Smokescreen fired into the hallway he had come from, but when he turned to make sure Artemis was still with him, he discovered she had gone the other way.

"Kid! The exit's this way!" He yelled to her. By this point, a horde of henchmen from both M.E.C.H and LexCorp had arrived and opened fire on the Autobot. No one was aiming for Artemis, seeing as they needed her alive, but instead they were throwing everything they had at Smokescreen.

"I need to grab something! Hold them off! I'll be right there!" She yelled, still running in the opposite direction. The smoke from her arrows was getting thicker with the added debris from the machine guns and Smokescreen quickly lost sight of his charge; again.

"I really hate humans." Smokescreen murmured half-heartedly to himself, as some goons started dragging out a rocket launcher. The Autobot sprinted down the hallway after his archer, trying to avoid being blown to pieces by the high grade explosives currently aimed at his back. "ARTEMIS! WHERE ARE YOU?!" He yelled into the thick fog. He charged blindly around a corner to avoid the rocket, which blew up a large section of the wall it hit. As he ran into a hallway with significantly less smoke, he caught sight of the end of Artemis' ponytail, turning a corner. "Hey! Kid, wait up!" He ran around the corner to see Artemis crouching in front of a door.

"What took you?" She asked smugly. Smokescreen narrowed his optics and glared at her.

"You suck, you know that?" He grumbled kneeling down next to her and bringing out his blasters.

"Aw don't be jealous Hotshot." She grinned. A few guards happened upon them, but Smokescreen made short work of them.

"What are we doing here anyways?" He asked after the men were blown backwards.

"Parental control." She said cryptically. Smokescreen looked confused.

"But your mom's in Jasper still…" He said.

"Humans have two parents remember." She said dryly.

"But isn't your dad… you know?"

"You'd think. Turns out, he's a lot harder to kill then we all thought. Which is saying something." The gears in Smokescreen's processor began to turn.

"So you're dad's alive, in that room?" He asked, rather appalled. Artemis nodded.

"The only thing is, the less people who know about you guys the better, so we'll have to knock him out or something." Smokescreen nodded in agreement as Artemis finally picked the lock. "Okay, wait out here." The girl once again disappeared into the room. There were muffled noises that sounded like Artemis was reassuring someone of something. Then there a deeper voice which cut of suddenly. A dragging noise and Artemis reappeared dragging a large blonde man. "Help me with him." She requested. The Autobot gently lifted the man into his servo and held him tightly.

"Great now what?" As he spoke, the mercenaries and employees of M.E.C.H and LexCorp discovered the pair and started yelling.

"Now we run for our lives." She muttered looking wide-eyed at the large amount of firearms the men were packing. Smokescreen nodded and transformed. Artemis leaped through his window just as she had when he came to pick her up in the mornings. His engine revved once and then they were screeching away. Artemis was pressed up again the back of her seat as Smokescreen started pushing one hundred and ten.

"Do you know where we're going?" She asked worriedly. Her father stirred in the back seat but remained asleep.

"'Course I do. The exit is around this corner." The exit that Smokescreen was referring to was a hangar that he had seen when he was chasing after Artemis. As they rounded the corner, Smokescreen was forced to slam the breaks and sequel to a halting stop. Agent Bishop stood proudly at the front of a small battalion of armed guards. "Or not."

"Going somewhere, Miss Crock?" Bishop asked smugly.

"Okay, let's go back!" The Autobot switched to reverse and they hightailed it out of the hangar. Artemis couldn't help the surprised yelp when they rounded a corner particularly quickly. Smokescreen snickered a little, but when the guards started firing at them again, his mirth quickly disappeared. They raced down the hallway.

"Any ideas?" He asked. Artemis, who had her eyes screwed up in a panic, opened one as she thought.

"You did make a rather impressive hole when you came in here. Head that way!"

"Will do!" The rounded another corner impossibly fast, and though she was used to high speeds from hanging out with the Flashes, driving this fast with Smokescreen was unnerving her greatly. She let out another yelp as they swerved to avoid some debris.

"Geez, you'd think you've never been in a car chase before."

"Normally the car chases I'm involved in have an alien Bio-ship not and alien robot! So excuse me for being jumpy." She snapped harshly.

"What don't you trust me?" Smokescreen joked, swerving again. Artemis clutched the arm rests and looked out the rear mirror.

"Just focus on the road." She muttered. Smokescreen felt a pang in his spark. His little human partner didn't trust him. They kept driving through the base until something caught the Elite Guard's eye and he stomped on the breaks.

"What the hell are you doing? Army of armed psychopaths on our tail remember?" Artemis shrieked. Smokescreen reversed several feet and turned left sharply. There was a clear path to the hole in the wall that the rocket launcher had made.

"I see the light baby!" Smokescreen crowed as they hurtled towards the opening. Artemis screwed up her eyes once again. The hero and unconscious villain slipped through the opening and continued to drive through the night. After they'd driven a kilometer or so, they came to a small wooded area and Smokescreen finally slowed. Artemis stumbled out and collapsed on the ground. Smokescreen transformed, and laid her father down beside a large oak tree and knelt down beside her. "Hey, are you okay? Are you injured?" Artemis shook her head and grabbed a fist full of dirt.

"No, I'm fine. Just happy to be on solid ground again." Smokescreen frowned at her.

"Why don't you trust me?" He asked, sounding hurt. Artemis picked herself up and looked into his sad optics. Guilt quickly seeped into her mind.

"Listen Hotshot, it's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't like being shot at." She mumbled looking away. Smokescreen didn't look convinced.

"I thought you were used to getting shot at." He told her. Artemis sighed and sat down cross legged on the grass. She looked at her father to make sure he was still out cold and motioned for Smokescreen to sit with her.

"Would you believe I don't like cars?" He gave her a dry look.

"Not even a little bit. I saw you checking out that convertible the other day." Artemis felt her cheeks go inexplicably hot, just like when Robin accused her of checking out Icicle Jr. before she left.

"I was looking at the dress in the window behind the car…" she defended.

"Yeah, and I believe that even less. Come on Kiddo! Why don't you trust me? What have I done?" He pleaded. Her eyes went hard and she folded her arms across her chest.

"I have issues with trust okay. Now can we go before more of Luthor and M.E.C.H's goons show up?" Smokescreen sensed this was not the time to push her. They both stood up and Artemis quickly went to her father, avoiding eye contact with her Autobot. He was slowly gaining consciousness, so Smokescreen transformed and waited patiently.

"Dad?" Artemis asked tentatively.

"What is it?" He snapped at her once he'd woken up. Smokescreen marveled at how similar they sounded.

"Get up. We're still not safe." She told him coldly.

"Yeah well you'll never be safe baby girl. Not while they want you." Sportsmaster shot back, using the tree to help him get to his feet. They had a brief stare off before the elder Crock motioned at Smokescreen. "That our ride out of here?" He asked. Artemis nodded stiffly and went to get in the driver side. "I'll drive."

"No. You just woke up from a head injury, there's no way I'm letting you drive." She said firmly, pointing to the passenger door. Sportsmaster frowned.

"And whose fault is that?" He muttered, climbing into the passenger seat.

"Your own for standing under an unstable part of the ceiling." Artemis pantomimed starting the car and driving it towards the highway. Dead silence filled Smokescreen's interior for a good hour. Finally Sportsmaster spoke.

"So where'd you get this bucket of bolts? I didn't know heroes got a severance package." Smokescreen revved his engine in indignation, but Lawrence didn't comment.

"It was a present from… Green Arrow." Artemis lied, hoping the news wouldn't get back to her mentor. Sportsmaster looked a bit put out.

"You know if you had stayed with me, I would have bought you a car for your sixteenth birthday." Artemis raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean bought? You haven't made an honest buck in your life!" Lawrence scoffed and looked out the window once again. They kept driving until a streak of red and yellow made Artemis slam on the breaks. Smokescreen hissed at the unfamiliar action and came to a harsh stop.

"What are you doing?!" Sportsmaster raged. But Artemis didn't hear him as she jumped out from the car. She put two fingers in her mouth and whistled loudly. The lack of other cars and the open space allowed the sound to carry a few miles. "I asked you a question." He growled getting out of the car. Artemis whistled again, this time longer.

"And I ignored you." She told him. She let out another ear piercing whistle.

"And I thought I taught you manners." He sneered, threatening advancing on his daughter. Artemis wasn't facing him and didn't notice him creeping up on her. Smokescreen on the other hand, was watching her father like a hawk. Just as he was about to backhand his daughter, Smokescreen transformed. Hearing the tell-tale clicks and whirs of a Cybertronian transformation, both Crocks turned around to see Smokescreen in all his Autobot glory. Sportsmaster's eyes widened comically and while he was distracted, Artemis hit him with a nerve blow. Once again, the villain crumpled to the ground.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!" Artemis screamed. Smokescreen raised an eyebrow.

"What have I done now?"

"I can't believe you just revealed yourself to my psychotic father!" Artemis yelled loudly, having a minor freak out.

"He was going to hit you!" Smokescreen protested.

"I knew he was behind me! I told you I could take care of myself!"

"Well I told you that I wouldn't let you get hurt!"

"You should have trusted me!"

"I was trying to make you trust me!" Artemis went silent and the two had a stare down. Then somebody coughed. Both human and Autobot stiffened comically. Slowly they both turned around to see a red headed boy in a yellow and red costume looking in between them.

"And I thought we argued like nuts." Wally chuckled nervously. Artemis slowly walked over to her boyfriend who was looking rather pale.

"Babe? Are you alright?" She asked tentatively. Wally laughed nervously again.

"No, no. You know, after searching the entire country for my girlfriend who I've been terrified for, finally finding her in the middle of Nevada with her unconscious criminal father who was believed to be dead and a giant talking robot, who wouldn't be fine?" He said a little too cheerfully. He weakly pointed at Smokescreen. "So, uh, who made him?"

"MADE?!" Smokescreen said indignantly. Artemis quickly intervened.

"He's a sentient alien robot. No one made him." She explained quickly.

"And you're running around with him and having arguments next to your unconscious father why?" Artemis and Smokescreen exchanged a look.

"She uh, found me. I crash landed near Jasper and found her fighting off some M.E.C.H goons. I helped out and she helped me hide amongst the humans." Wally looked a bit skeptical but didn't question it.

"And Sportsmaster?"

"Luthor's work. He's the one behind all the threats and attacks. Turns out, he's a lot harder to get rid of then we thought. But we need to get him to a penitentiary. Before he pull a Cheshire." Wally nodded.

"So are we running? Because I don't think I can carry all three of you." Artemis grinned and looked at Smokescreen.

"Show him what you got Hotshot!" Smokescreen smiled and complied, changing back into a car.

"So. Freaking. Cool." Wally said in awe. Artemis smirked at him and went to drag her father over.

"Come on Kid Nerd." The pair dumped Sportsmaster into the back seat and Smokescreen took off.

"So how were you created? What do you run off of? Is there someone controlling you? What planet do you come from? Do you have any technology besides yourself there? Why were you near earth?" Wally asked as they drove towards Jasper. Smokescreen chuckled a little.

"He sounds like Miko."

"Believe me when you get him on a science rant, he's worse than Miko!"

"Hey!" Wally cried, feeling indignant. Archer and Autobot laughed, but Smokescreen did his best to answer all of Wally's questions. When he asked anything that the blonde didn't want her teammate to hear, she would lightly press on the accelerator and Smokescreen would lie; he was far better at it then her. It only took a quarter of the trip for the boys to become best friends.

"…And then we filled his car full of hamburgers!" And it took half the trip for Artemis to become immensely annoyed with the two of them. And now they were approaching the city limits.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! That's amazing! Robin would love you! One time, the two of us switched all of Artemis' clothes with Robin and Kid Flash outfits! It was priceless!" Both boys quickly fell into peals of laughter.

"Yeah, hardy har har. Are we there yet?" She asked testily. Wally gave her a placating smile.

"Come on Babe. You should be pleased that we're getting along."

"Just like when you and Robin resolved your fight by pranking everyone associated in the Justice League?" She asked skeptically. Wally grinned cheekily.

"You know you love us." Artemis groaned.

"Did you call the others to come pick up daddy dearest or not?"

"Yes dear." Smokescreen snickered.

"Good. But you can't tell them about Smoky!" Wally's childish grin faded.

"Why not?"

"Because then the League would find out, or the government and they would take him away and experiment on him and stuff!" She exclaimed. Wally looked skeptical.

"Babe…" Artemis gave him her best puppy dog pout.

"Wally. I need you to trust me on this. No one can know about him." Wally sighed deeply, as if he knew he was going to regret agreeing to her.

"Alright. It'll be our little secret." She smiled largely as they pulled up to the city limits sign. The Bio-Ship was already waiting for them. Artemis got out of the car and was promptly smothered by her friends.

"ARTEMIS! I WAS SO WORRIED!" Oliver cried holding tightly to his niece. Zatanna, M'gann and Raquel followed suit. Robin, Kaldur, Conner and Roy also had their turn. Artemis smiled and hugged them back. After assuring them that she was fine and handing over her father, Green Arrow demanded he take her home. That didn't exactly go over well.

"Oliver, I'm a big girl. It's like a ten minute drive. I'll be fine!"

"Your mother said you got taken from your house! We all thought you'd be fine there too,"

"Mother exaggerates. I was at a burger joint. They don't know where I live, and I know for a fact you have government surveillance on Jasper, so they won't come looking." Oliver looked angry, but with Sportsmaster starting to wake up again, he was forced to let her go. She gave them all one last hug, (though Wally got a rather passionate kiss, which neither Smokescreen or Oliver were happy about.) and got into the Autobot and they started to drive.

"We're heading for the Base right?"

"Yup."

"Good."

"Art, we need to talk."

Well I'm not the happiest with it, but it'll do. Tell me what you think! :D