***Amanda***

She sat back, smiling as she watched Charles set up the models for the next shot. They were using their Camaro for this round of shots. She'd gotten the Camaro shortly after Chicago from Sam Witwicky. She'd met him when she'd transfered for a semester back during her Junior year so she could get one of her required internships done. They'd hit it off really well but they hadn't gone any farther than friendship. He'd just recently broken up with his long term girlfriend, Mikeala Banes? Anyway, he had just gotten dumped by her due to a too stressful situation. Girl didn't know what she was losing. Sam had sent the Camaro as a birthday present slash thank you for helping him through a tough time. He and Carly were getting one vehicle to share and he didn't want the Camaro ending up with just anyone. She felt honored to have the car. She felt a special connection with the car and swore to never get rid of it.

This was the last shot of the day, so another half hour and everyone would be clearing out. Which ment that she and Charles would be getting ready to head to Hawaii to spend a week with Em and Tom and meet her driver's new roommate. Ray was her driver, letting her play doctor longer. They'd paired up after Chicago. She always joked with Em that she had a thing for Ray. Somedays she knew she was right. The new roommate was some guy named Sammy something. He drove a fire truck and shared the apartment with Ray that was right next to Em's. He sounded interesting to say the least.

"Okay, hon, all set," Charles rolled over to her, nodding to the camera. "Work your magic."

Half way through the shoot, Gracie started barking. They tried to ignore it, but when she kept barking for close to five minutes, it was enough.

"Gracie! Mommy is working," she rounded on the dog, who was standing not too far away, barking at the floor to ceiling window behind them. She glanced at her, whimpering a little as she backed up towards her. Everyone fell silent as the sound of a helicopter drew a little too close.

"Car accident near by?" Charles moved closer to her, frowning as the sound of chopper blades steadily drew closer.

"We would've heard it," she moved closer to him just as a giant chopper dodged down into the street and crashed through the window, transforming into a robot in seconds.

"Give me the shard!" it roared as Gracie yelped, hiding behind her. The girls screamed, making for the backdoor. Something roared behind her and a yellow blur jumped over them, crashing into the robot, sending them back out into the street. Charles grabbed her around the waist, pulling her into his lap.

"Gracie, get over here!" he yelled to the dog as he pushed them back towards the front door. The dog whimpered before jumping into her lap. Charles grunted something and sent them out the door, heading away from the fight.

"Wait! What about everyone else?" she tried to get up, but Charles stopped, holding her in place.

"They will be fine. Marcus and Lisa will get them to safety. I need to get you away," Charles glanced over his shoulder, throwing her and Gracie away as the robot chopper thing slammed into the ground nearby. He pulled a gun from under him and opened fire, keeping between her and the robot as it got up.

"Give me the shard, fleshling," the robot hissed, aiming a giant cannon at Charles.

"Not in a million years, Blackout," Charles hissed, still firing. She just sat there, on someone's front yard, stunned. Her husband was battling a giant robot! When had this been made possible? Was he channeling some X-men powers right now?

"Have it your way," the robot was about to fire when a purple, smaller robot slammed into him, throwing him back towards the yellow one as it fired. The giant robot was about to attack when a dull red robot appeared, blasting it into a house. The robot roared before transforming back into the chopper and took off, quickly racing away. The other robots watched it go before turning to them.

"You guys alright?" the yellow raced over, kneeling down by Charles.

"Probably some bruises," Charles glanced at her as he slipped the gun back underneath him. "You alright, babe?"

"You...you...you," she held Gracie close, trying to collect her thoughts. "You...you just ...just fought...a robot!"

"A Decepticon, dear," Charles chuckled, rolling over and easily pulling her up into his lap.

"But...why?" she huddled close to him.

"You have something they want. I can't tell you what, its against my orders, but you will find out. Right now, we need to get out of here before Blackout comes back with help," Charles rolled over to the yellow robot, no Autobot, as it changed into her Camaro.

"Wait! When could it do that?" she gasped.

"As long as Bee has existed,"Charles set her inside the car. "Hon, I know there are a lot of questions you will have but I can't answer them right now. All that matters is I love you no matter what happens and you have to trust me. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I can. Just you will have a lot of explaining to do when you can," she nodded, looking as the two other Autobots changed into a motorcycle and a Porsche. For some reason, she wasn't too bothered by the transforming cars. Well, she had always been fascinated with strange and unusual things. "Where are we going now?"

"To the one place we will be safe. We're going to Chicago," Charles rolled around to the driver side and lifted himself in.

"Chicago?" she thought for a moment before looking at Charles. "NEST!"