Disclaimer : I don't own Transformers or any of it's affiliates. I only own Eliana and Erika.

Note : There's a part of this chapter that's left vague and with no mentions of who says what...and it's meant to be that way. It's mainly so readers could put whoever's face and voice they want to it. ;) Also, keep an eye out at the end of each chapter for a short, brief preview of the next chapter...which is most likely some random, vague thing I stole from one point in the chapter or another. XD

(Eliana's POV)

Thankfully, or maybe not, depending on who you asked, Jolt decided to pipe up.

Granted, I was on the 'thankfully' end, because A) That took Ratchet's glares off me, and B) If that he said was true, then I wasn't the only one in the group to do something 'strange'. Which yes, was actually a huge fucking relief! But then, looking at Kathy's face as everyone turned to her and began to spout question after question, I could only feel bad for being relieved that she was as strange as me.

Jolt's comment seemed to cause chaos to break out, temporarily.

"She didn't 'save' me! She's just some pathetic organic!" Sunstreaker snapped.

"Afthole!"

Sideswipe shook his head. "No, Sunny-"

"Don't call me that!"

Suddenly, Kathy was grinning evilly. "Sunshine, Sunnylicious, Sunflower-"

"Sunnylicious?"

Sunstreaker growled.

"Oh, that's a new one! I like it! Sunnylicious."

"I will offline you. Slowly and painfully. And I will enjoy it, too."

"-I couldn't sense you!" Sideswipe seemed to get tired of being ignored and grabbed his brother's arm. "Your signal was so faint... Bro-"

"But how is that even possible?"

"Wait, w-wait, wait, wait! Are we gonna become radioactive, like them?"

"We're not radioactive, dipshit!"

"You turned your phone into a living being, and she apparently magically healed a giant alien robot! That seems pretty damn radioactive to me!"

"We're not robots! Yes, we're made of metal, but-"

"You wanna see radioactive, asshole, keep talking and I'll shove you so far up Ironhide's aft-"

"Hey! Leave me outta this!"

"Erika!"

"What? He's the one calling you radioactive!"

"I don't think it's a case of being 'radioactive'. It's simply a case of lingering Allspark radiation."

"My scans indicate you four femmes are giving off minute traces of Allspark radiation. It shouldn't be enough to affect anyone-"

"Ratchet, scan me again without my permission and I'll show you just why you should be afraid of mechanics!"

"You know, I think I'm gonna like you!"

"Ditto!"

"She has a baby robot!-"

"We're not robots!"

"-One she made out of her phone! I think that counts as 'affecting', don't you?"

"Not to mention she brought one back to life."

"I wasn't-"

"He wasn't dead, idjit!"

"Did you really just pull a Bobby on him?"

"A who?"

"Y'know, Bobby Singer? From Supernatural?"

"Are you really making movie references now?"

"A) It's a tv show, and B) Yes, yes I did!"

"I-"

"ENOUGH!"

Jerking back, I positively recoiled into Bumblebee's calf armor! Literally! I was scrambling up inside it and peering out over the top edge of it, before I even realized what I was doing! Amazingly enough, without blinding agony in the process! I scrambled up to the top of it, before reclining along the length of it and peering sheepishly at the source of the shout.

Only to find Optimus Prime blinking and looking both embarrassed and annoyed at the sudden silence and mass staring.

"We do not have time to bicker!" He stated firmly, apparently recovering quickly from clearly startling even himself. "We must find the Allspark before Megatron."

"Mega-what?"

"Mega-twat!" Seeing Optimus' head snap to me, even while multiple people around me began to laugh hysterically, I slid further down into Bee's armor and cringed. "Sorry! Shutting up!"

Shaking his head, Optimus raised his hand to his head and clicked a button of some kind, which caused light beams to shoot out of his optics. Just like I remembered from the movies, the ground began to crack and fall away, and shorn metallic spires rose up. Images of red-eyed robotic beings were shown, and we were forced to watch the destruction of Cybertron before our very eyes.

I felt something poking me in the back, and all but screeched in pain, which...of course, caused every sound to stop cold in the alley.

Goddamn it, why me?!

It didn't hurt earlier when I was scaling Bee's protoform leg, but a poke in the back has me screaming?

My vision was obscured by tears, but I was fairly certain the holograph was turned off, and then a bright yellow face in my field of view told me that either Sunstreaker had decided to take up medicine and grow a spark, Bumblebee was more flexible than I realized, or Ratchet was checking me over, and I groaned with a low sob.

"Don't... Poke. My. Back!"

Then I moaned as I tried to move and a ripple of pain shot up my spine.

Gomen nasais,

Mujhe maaf kardo,

Przepraszam,

Sli'kha

Forgive me...

Recognizing Madonna's 'Sorry', I muttered to myself and pointed as threateningly as a young woman on the verge of tears could at the bot before me. "I'm fine! Just...in pain. Scan me...and suffer, mech!" Hissing, I leaned up against the knee protective armor that seemed to rest at the perfect angle for me to recline against comfortably, while remaining safely away from any gears or joints that could crush me like a bug.

After a moment, I managed to sit more or less upright, and turned so I was sitting on my butt and facing up at Bee.

The poor, adorable little scout looked so regretful.

I 'awww'ed, immediately losing any ire I had towards the sweetest Scout out there. "It's okay Bee! You're too cute to be mad at! What's up?"

He gently lowered his hand.

For a second, I thought he was handing Sunfire back to me. That was before I noted her swinging happily around one of his perked antennai. And suddenly, I was snorting and giggling, despite the lingering pain through my body. Oh Lord, we've got a future pole dancer here! I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Somewhere in the background, I noted boss bot had started his explanation all over again. I climbed gingerly into Bee's palm, letting him lift me up until he was standing straight, but my eyes were locked on the little femme hanging from the antennai that kept jerking and twitching under her, making her squeal and giggle as she desperately clung on for dear life.

She swung round and round, before clutching the antennai and seemingly trying to scale it, only to slide back down when he raised it up completely, and whistle at him.

I giggled hysterically, before turning to look at the others.

"If the Decepticons find the Allspark they will use it's power to transform Earth's technology to build a new army, and the human race will be extinguished." Optimus stood at full height then, turning to face me. "Jazz has sent me the data packet. I am aware you know of the location of the Allspark, but believe it is better for both our species not to tell us, correct?"

I cringed. "It might not seem like it, at first."

"The point is to minimize human casualties and work in a way that leaves a possible alliance between our two species." Erika piped in, her voice low and steady, but still managing to echo through the alley.

I stayed quiet, because fuck it! I officially, mentally nominated Erika for spokeswoman of our little group, and I was quite happy just sitting back and watching all this happen!

"Frag that! Just tell us where it is!"

"Sunstreaker!" Optimus' head shot to the yellow twin who had unsheathed one of his wrist blades. "Enough! This is their planet, and we are but guests. One of these femmes may very well have employed the powers of the Allspark to save your spark, you will not harm them!" He turned to Erika. "Can you assure me that if you do not interfere, we will find it and all will be well?"

"Yes."

"No." This time it was me who spoke up. I leaned forward in Bee's arms. "We can't assure anything, Optimus." I slanted a look to Erika, and she slanted one right back that warned me I'd be hearing about this later. Optimus' blue optics turned to me, and I balked.

The Optimus fragging Prime was staring me down!

The mech who turned into the gorgeous red and blue Peterbilt, with the voice that made ovaries quiver and panties drop! Who had a heart, soul and a sense of honor any femme would be lucky to have in a mate, and optics to get lost in, to boot!

Oh, I fan-girled bad when it came to that mech!

So, yeah... I might have hesitated a little when he turned to me, clearly waiting for me to continue. But then, I was reliving the moment in the forest when his optics went dark. I was hearing him cry 'Run, Sam...' with the last of his strength, before watching Megatron rip Jazz in half, and Ironhide get blasted by Sentinel's cosmic rust gun, and Ratchet having his spark ripped out of his chest by Cemetery Wind and their Decepticon masters.

Suddenly, as nervous as I was to be pinned under those optics, I found my lips moving, and the words spilling out.

"We're changing things. Maybe that's why we're here. To change things. But Erika and I discussed it and letting the search for the Allspark progress as it would have if we weren't here is for the best." I shook my head. "I don't like it. Humans and bots alike will suffer-" I found my hand rubbing gently over Bee's hand, feeling the warm metal beneath my fingers. They weren't leather, like I'd imagined.

I didn't know why, but I'd always imagined the hands to be like leather seats. Coated in leather for safety and comfort. No pinching, no bunching, no risks of cutting.

But their hands were made of metal.

Jazz had claws.

Prime and Bee hand fingers, but Prime's were metallic joints. You could see each. Bee's looked more armored, and less likely to pinch the shit out of whatever cheek happened to be pressed against them."-but les than compared to the alternatives we've managed to think of, so far." I finished, after realizing I'd trailed off to examine Bee's fingers, and Prime was still waiting for a response.

Whoops!

He-Optimus stared at me a painfully long moment.

Scratch that, just like back in the field, he moved closer and crouched, getting closer to me as he seemed to thoroughly examine me.

I felt like a bug under a microscope.

Which probably wasn't too far off, all things considering.

After a painfully long moment, he nodded and straightened, pulling back once more.

"Very well. We will trust these humans for now. However, I want your word on your honor that if anything seems out of place, you will warn us."

I nodded immediately. "On my honor, if I think anyone's in mortal danger, I'll tell you as soon as possible!" Then I straightened. "And I can prove it! Jazz took on Megatron solo in the movie, and he was ripped in half and offlined!"

Even though some of the others protested loudly and shifted, straightening, Jazz didn't twitch. Probably because we'd already had this talk and told Jazz not to be stupid and take Megatron on alone. We'd told him, in as much detail as we could, exactly how he got into the situation with Megatron, in the hopes that if he recognized the circumstances surrounding him, maybe he could do something differently and live.

But considering the responses from the others, I guessed he'd either glossed over that part, or left it out all together.

I opened my mouth, intending to question what was up with everyone's reactions, and whether or not he'd told them, but Optimus spoke up once more, effectively silencing me.

"Megatron..."

I winced then at the way Optimus' optics narrowed. "Yeah, there's a battle coming. So...like...just...be really careful." I pursed my lips thinking about it. Would it help if I told them about Frenzy? If the Decepticons didn't attack, could Sam still get Lennox to help him get Bee out of there?

Hadn't I asked myself this like a dozen times already?

There was a sound of venting, and I looked to see Optimus looking at the ground. "I'm sorry." When he glanced up, I felt my heart clenching. All the awe had gone away, and now I was filled with an ever growing sense of fear and guilt. Bumblebee would be hurt, all because I kept quiet. "We can't say any more. We want to, but we're so afraid that if we do, we can warn you about what we know and change the future entirely. We could tell you about one battle, and you could try to change or avoid it, and cause a completely different one to happen. One in a more crowded place, or one where more bots die, or something." Every time I said it, it felt weaker and weaker to me. More and more like an excuse.

I clung to it desperately.

Not knowing what would happen if we changed this part, I desperately clung to not changing it, because it was safe. Familiar. Known.

"We could tell you about a hit that killed an important bot, and you could do something to avoid it, but then another hit could come from another angle and hit a different bot." Erika added quietly. "We know some things have to happen. We agreed Jazz dying isn't one of them, but you finding the Allspark on your own is."

He seemed to eye us all. Even Kat and Tina, who both remained completely silent as we spoke. Not that I blamed them. We hadn't talked to them about this, so they were in the dark about it. I wondered if their silence was their way of agreeing with us, or if they were just choosing not to add their own two cents in, for whatever reason.

After a long moment, Optimus nodded and straightened, looking down on us all. "Very well. Your words have wisdom. Too much information is not always a good thing." He turned back to Sam. "Samuel, we need your great grandfather's glasses."

"Seriously?!" Sam shot me a dirty look. "You can't just tell them where it is?"

I frowned right back at him. "Oh, don't be a little bitch! You chose to get in the fragging car! Every single time! You wanted excitement? Here's your chance. You wanted to ditch your great grandpa's shit? Here's your chance! I'll even pay you for them!"

He continued to glare, before shaking his head. "I can't believe this! I-I can't even... This is.. This is insane! You're insane!"

Mikaela moved to stand in front of Sam, and gave him a look. "Please tell me you have those glasses!"

He stared at her blankly, before sighing and deflating visibly. "Yeah. They're... Th-They're at home. In my school bag. We... We just gotta get to my house." Then he seemed to pause. "Waitaminute-" Suddenly, he was looking up at me all over again. "Y-You said... You said the Autobots would arrive, Optimus would explain everything, we'd go home to get what he needs..." He trailed off slowly, eyes widened. "You predicted this!"

"We did say the first of the four movies was taking place here and now, didn't we?" I wasn't even going to go into how the first movie took place 2007 and it was 2015.

I was starting to wonder just what kind of curve balls the powers that be decided to throw at us.

First Jolt and the twins.

Both twins.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker.

Who aren't supposed to be here yet.

Jazz, who landed early.

And now the year change on top of all that?

Yeah, 'where's the logic?'?

Apparently, fuck logic!

"Anything else you wanna share before we get this show on the road?"

I shrugged gingerly as Bee helped me down and handed me my sparkling, before facing him. "Kick Simmons in the nuts as hard as you can for me?"

"And one for me!" Erika added on.

"And us!" Kathy added with a glare. "That afthole deserves it!"

Tina just shook her head at the clueless look we all got. "You'll know when he shows up. Kinda hard not to."

"Yeah, he's like the biggest douche bag to ever exist. He looks like a sleazeball, and sounds like an arrogant prick with a thing for underage girls-"

"We must hurry." Optimus interrupted us. Again. "It is urgent we retrieve those glasses at once." And he stepped back, moving away from us. "We cannot allow the Decepticons to get the Allspark."

"I would request the four femmes who have had contact with the Allspark ride with me. I would like to do more tests and question them." Ratchet remained closer, while the rest of the Autobots moved away, spreading out once more.

Optimus nodded at Ratchet, before turning to the rest of the bots. "Autobots, roll out!"

God, I love it when he says that! I thought with a giggle, before blushing beet red when he turned to look at me. "Did I just say that out loud?"

"Yes, femme, you did." Ironhide was snickering.

"Oh, shut up, tooth fairy!"

Watching Ironhide go rigid as the other girls cracked up, I happily sauntered my way over to Ratchet, who had already transformed, and climbed up into his back, out of the line of both verbal and physical fire.

Sitting down, I all but sagged into the seat, hissing as my back made contact with the surprisingly cold metal of Ratchet's frame.

Aren't the bots warm?

Suddenly, as Erika sat next to me, and Kat and Tina moved to sit opposite of me, there was a flash in between us, and I watched as a form solidified in mid air. For a split second, I froze, confused and...honestly? A bit scared, since I wasn't expecting it and didn't know what in the seven fragging Pits was going on.

"Oh! You have a holoform, too, huh, Ratchet?" Trust Kathy to be completely calm.

I wanted to give her a dirty look for having the cool, level head I wanted...but I was honestly a bit too busy eyeballing the kind of hot older guy in front of me.

The figure that appeared was male, probably somewhere in his forties. He had short cropped dark brown hair and unearthly blue eyes. He wore a black paramedic uniform over a white dress shirt, with the name tag reading 'R. Chet' on the upper left side of his chest, and he was fit, lean but not skinny.

I stared as he turned to Kathy, explaining something about how all the Autobots had holoforms that were created to help them blend in, and how the images were taken from complilations of images on the internet upon their landing on Earth.

Yet another change?

And then, suddenly, my eyes widened.

I knew him!

"Holy crap, you're the ghost whisperer's husband!"

TwilightSlayer - If the Autobots were real and watching sites like these, I'm sure they'd have fled Earth and never returned. Or at the very least, offlined themselves at some of the stuff posted on here. lol

There will probably be romantic bits here and there, primarily centered around Prime and his pairing, but bits with the others. Nothing too explicit, mind you.

My stories will (almost) always have Sam paired with Mikaela. Unless otherwise specified. They had their chemistry, and after everything they went through in two movies, I didn't like how Bay changed it out and added Carly, so this one is definitely Sam/Mikaela, with some galmance going on with the ladies, including hanging out, sleep overs and the like.

Why thank you! I have my moments of being a royal sarcastic smartass, and I'm always so proud of them! And my mother, oh so proudly, will take any and all credit given. LOL

jgoss - Ellie has her moments, yes. lol. And yep, I'm throwing in hints on who likes who throughout the story. Some are a bit more subtle, and some are about as subtle as Ironhide in a China shop, so... lol.

Alice Gone Madd - I don't see why not. Jazz, Optimus, Ironhide and (for safety sake, let's say both) the twins are taken, but he's still free. Just PM me with her details, like age, hair/eye color and what not. :)

As for Jolt, I'm still debating on how to make him down the line. He might loosen up. Key word 'might'. lol.

Pikahopp - I was referring to when Ratchet made reference to Sam wanting to mate with one of the girls. He didn't name who, and the girls were like 'not it' as a way of saying 'not me'. Kind of like when a house hold is given a chore, the last person to say 'not it' gets stuck with it. Sort of. I just woke up, so I'm not sure if I'm explaining it right. lol Glad you like it :)

Muirgen79 - I'm debating on that. I have ways it COULD, which ties into part of the storyline I had intended after the first movie, so we'll have to see. And yes, Ratchet has most certainly met his match. Don't ever piss off a moody mechanic, eh? lol

adelphe24 - Glad you liked it! There's a few moments like that coming up. XD Oh, and I'm working on Zayda's entrance on chapter 31 so far. :)

Ashwood's Flame - Oh, they probably will. LOL

HeartGuardianSol - She does have a bit of a temper, yes? lol

Graceful-But-Forgetful-Writer - Thank you! :)

Bossbot - Oh, just wait! There's more to come!

Note : Since you've all been SO encouraging, I thought I might start putting previews of the next chapter at the end of each chapter I post, just to keep you on your toes. ;)

Preview of Chapter 22 :

Kathy choked at the look, and leaned away from the holo-Jim. "Why do you keep looking at me?! I'm pretty sure it's been established Eliana has balls to rival Devastator's! If she won't do it, why the hell do you think I would?!"

End Preview.

Autobot Holoforms -

Ratchet - David Conrad.

Note :

Song(s) used:

Sorry - Madonna.

Ratchet's holoform - David Conrad.

Written : Mar 13, 2015

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