I only own my OC's! May have some bad language because of abuse.

Old Family Part 1

Monday Night, Autobot Base, Tranquility, Nevada, Third POV

*Rustle rustle. Rustle rustle rustle. Rustle. Rustle rustle. Crack.*

"What was that?"

"Calm down, Red. It's probably just a fox."

"Or it could be a security breach. I need to check the cameras."

"It's just a fox, Red. If you're that nervous, I'll go check." Inferno steps over to the nearby bushes. "There's nothing over here, Red."

"I know I sensed something."

"What is going on over here? We are trying to enjoy the fireworks."

"Red though' he heard somethin'. There's nothin' over here, though. I think he's jus' tired. He is sparked, after all."

The trio turn back to find an empty blanket. "Where did Mariposa go? Jazz—" Prowl looks around before his eyes land on where the silver Pontiac is about to run after a black vehicle. "Jazz!"

Jazz turns to him with a heartbroken look. "Prowler, he followed us."

"He f—who followed us, Jazz?" Prowl's optics widen. "Please do not tell me it was the abusive fragger who kidnapped her today."

"I' was." He watches as Prowl goes down. "RATCHET!"

"What— Primus." Inferno, help me get him to medbay. Red, find First Aid."

"I'm on it."

Inferno straightens with Prowl in his arms. "I go' 'im."

Normal POV

Aaron carries me, kicking wildly, to a black rental car before climbing into the back of it with me. He pulls out a needle and injects something (TCH) into me before smiling as I go limp. He changes me into a gray leopard print cap sleeved tunic with an Elmo graphic and pink collar, cuffs, and trim with a double ruffle at the bottom, black leggings, white socks, and pink and white Elmo tennis shoes, then takes my hair down and puts it into two ponytails with Elmo puff hair ties, then shoves a pair of red plastic glasses onto my face.

Airport, third POV

"Two to Indiana please." The man swipes a debit card for payment, and carries his "sleeping" cargo to the gate.

"Mommy…"

"We'll be with Mommy soon." He sets the child on the seat beside him. She's got a little red backpack on her back—Elmo of course—and, to be quite honest, looks drugged. He waits for "C" boarding, since he had only just now bought the tickets, and carries the little girl onto the flight.

Autobot Base, Third POV

The fireworks are forgotten in the soldiers' rush to search for signs of the little princess. Amy waves an arm in the air. "I got a gun!"

"DON'T TOUCH THAT!" Red Alert runs over, and, using a rubber glove in holoform, picks up the handgun.

"Pistol, .22 would be my guess."

"Thank you, Captain Lennox. Inferno, an evidence bag?" Inferno holds the bag open until Red Alert drops the gun inside, then seals it.

Robert Epps runs over, carrying something wrapped in plastic wrap. "Found a hunting knife." He slips it into another evidence bag. "Will, should we worry about this human? He's seen the bots…"

"We'll handle it once this monster is behind bars, Bobby. A knife and a gun, and he's taking Prowl's little girl? A little girl who just so happens to be my daughter's best friend?"

"How is Prowl?"

"Ratchet hasn't said anything, so he's probably still out of it in medbay."

Smokescreen steps over to the two. "He's alert now, but he's a mess. He's supposed to start his job at the police department tomorrow, too. Jazz got some sedatives from Ratchet, and took him home. I'm taking a team back to Indiana to go search for her, and—"

"Who's going with you?"

"I'm taking Blue and the twins, and all of Defensor. Red Alert's heading the team searching here, and the Aerials are going to do flyovers of the entire country if they can."

"I'm going with you. I can only imagine what they're going through, and…" Lennox looks at the ground. "Mari and Annie look so similar…he could have grabbed my Annie by mistake…"

"Will… We'll get through this. We'll find her." He smiles. "Prowl made a promise to her that he'd search until he found her, and, though he can't miss his first day of work tomorrow, you can be sure he won't quit searching until she's back in our arms again."

Indiana, South Bend Airport, third pov

"I got her." Aaron slides into the passenger seat after laying his young, innocent package on the back seat. "Stacy, they're aliens."

"Then why didn't you leave her with them? They could be her people."

"Because I can't take my frustrations out on Briar. He's human, and we could get arrested. She's not even human, so it's not child abuse, because she's a freak of nature, not a child."

"What if they come after her?"

normal pov

"I'll kill them."

"NO!"

"Shut up, Bitch!" He reaches back and pinches my arm, causing me to cry. "I said SHUT UP, BITCH!"

I whimper, trying my hardest to hold back the tears. Of course, it doesn't really work, but it's dark enough that he can't see them.

For half an hour, the only sound in the car—besides the rock music they're playing—is the hitching sound of a little girl sobbing.

"STOP THAT BAWLING BEFORE I GIVE YOU A REASON TO CRY!"

"Y-you al-r-ready d-did… W-wan' D-Daddy."

"THEY NEVER CARED ENOUGH ABOUT YOU! WHO RAISED YOU!?" I stay quiet. "I SAID WHO RAISED YOU, BITCH!"

"Y-you…"

"Right. And who sent you away?"

"Th-them."

"Good girl."

Wal-Mart

We pull into a parking spot, and Aaron jerks me out of the car before all but dragging me inside. "Go find what you need. I'll find the piercing gun and get her ears done." I whimper at that. I don't want my ears pierced.

"All right. What all do we need?"

"Pull-ups for damn sure, the bitch still hasn't caught on to using her potty chair like a good alien bitch. Soap and shampoo, toothpaste, a toothbrush and scrubber, a hairbrush, and makeup and hair dye to cover her streaks, at least five boxes of the Elmo band-aids because of how much she bites herself, and a pair of earrings."

"I'll meet you at the checkout."

Aaron uses the piercing gun to pierce my ears, and, once Stacy pays, promptly changes them from the ones he had used to the nickel free Elmo ones Stacy had bought. After they're done, we head back out to the car.

Stacy finally speaks up from her place in the passenger seat. "We're almost home. You'll get to see Bubby again."

"Otay…" I really don't want to see him.

"Speak like a big girl, or don't speak at all. You're six now. It's time the baby-talk stopped." I stay quiet in the back seat. "Answer me, Bitch."

"…Okay…"

"Was that so hard?" We pull into the drive, and I look around before climbing out of the car and climbing the porch stairs. "I'll take the car back tomorrow while she's at school. When do you work tomorrow?"

"I have to go in at five."

"All right. I'll see if Mom can go with me."

"Make sure Briar's at preschool on time."

"I plan to take him in before we return the car. Make sure Shey got everything out."

"She did."

Stacy takes me into the bathroom, and dyes my hair the same dark brown as Aaron's, then walks me through how to do my own makeup. "I also bought some new underwear for you, and camis, and a training bra. Daddy expects you to wear at least one, if not both, every day." She sighs. "Now, get to bed."

Tranquility, Nevada

Smokescreen, Bluestreak, the twins, and the Protectobots are standing beside a C-17. "I'm going with you."

"Red, you need to stay here with Inferno, and run the search here."

"Prowl needs something to keep his mind off it, and Mari needs me."

"Red…"

"We're going."

Will runs over. "I got permission from the general. I'm taking a squad, and Hide and I are coming too."

Smokescreen nods. "Good. Red, you can come, but remember that Prowl's going to be struggling with everything until we get her back."

"Blaster said he'd take shifts while Prowl's at work, and I'm sure the two of them will take care of security while I'm gone. There's no reason to watch the cameras at Prowl's place if the reason they're there is missing."

"All right. Wheels up in 30!"

I climb into the toddler bed in a pair of dark pink Elmo pajamas—the top buttons up, but the bottoms are normal with elastic at the waist. "I wan' Mommy…"

"Be quiet in there, and stop with the f***ing baby talk!"

I lay a hand over my chest and whimper as I roll over onto my side, facing the wall. Within moments, I remember my phone, and I pull it out. I scroll through the numbers in my phone for Red Alert's—Carrier and Sire made sure I have all the bots' numbers in it just in case, but set theirs, my uncles, and the Protectobots as favorites. Once I find it, I send the number—which is his government-issue phone, even though I have his comm frequency as well—a text.

Red? Its Mari. Im stuck with them in their trailer. Stacy dyed my hair brown, and I got earrings now. They hurt.

Mari! Holy Primus, I didn't think… How are you doing? Has he hurt you?

Uh-huh

What did he do, Sweetspark?

Pinchy me, and he gived me something to make me no fights.

I'll let your uncles and Ratchet know.

Y no mommy?

Your Carrier cannot miss his first shift tomorrow, but he will be with us as soon as he can.

Dey no lets him looks for me?

He's going to ask tomorrow. It is far too late for him to call in tonight, but they know he's a family man, and they should let him come look for you.

C-17, Third POV

"Red, phones up. We're about to land."

I have to go now, Little One. We're about to land.

Otay…

Red Alert slips the phone away and returns to normal form before sighing heavily. "Well, we know where she is now."

"You were talking with Mariposa?" He nods to Lennox. "God, I'm sorry I made you get off, but we still can't have phones on during takeoff or landing."

"I understand."

"We'll be landing at Grissom Air Force Base, and we'll start our search there." Lennox turns to Red Alert with a heavy sigh. "Did Mari tell you what town she's in?"

"Nope. Just that she's with them in their trailer."

"Them?"

"Her abusers."

"Makes sense. All right, everyone out!"