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Sara: don't mind her, she's in a bad mood.

Supergirlprime: I am not!

Sara: yes you are!

Supergirlprime: well I have some things on my mind!

Sara: do tell.

Supergirlprime: I am debating taking archery next semester.

Sara:….that's it. No more avengers for you!

Supergirlprime: but, but if I cant be a hulk, or a demi-god, or a Russian spy, or a super soldier, or a billionaire playboy philanthropist at least let me be an archer!

Sara: you REALLY need to stop watching avengers.

Supergirlprime:….alright.

Sara: and that includes fan fictions!

Supergirlprime: NEVER! (runs away)

Sara: (sigh) she doesn't own the transformers.

Supergirlprime: (from far away) I wish I did!

Sara: well you don't! all you own is me, Steve, and Entai! get back to the story!

SARA POV

Optimus and I drove back to the base, and he dropped me off near my room, about four hours after we left. I promised that I would meet him tomorrow before…..leaving. After he drove away the thought hit me fully.

I was leaving.

Suddenly it felt as if a great weight was holding me down. I was leaving this place. I was going home. HOME!? My parents! My family! What did they know?! What were they thinking! I hadn't contacted anyone since, since the day I left. My gosh. The weight increased. I slumped. I frowned. My eyes became misty. I dragged my feet to my room.

I guess I better start packing. I opened the door and shuffled to the bed, and face planted into the pillow. I screamed into the pillow. several times. And then hit it. And buried my face in it again.

A concerned rumble met my ears. Entai was by the bed, eyeing me strangely. Once we made eye contact for a few moments he gave me a cat hug and squished himself onto the bed. The mattress groaned under his weight. I had both my arms around him and cried. I didn't want to leave, but I had to.

I would go back and….and…..what? Lose my abilities? Go back to being normal? Pretend like it never happened? How was I supposed to do that?!

I moaned into his warm back.

"I don wanna go." I muttered like a child.

He stayed with me for a while. and after that while I sat up and he slid off the bed. With my back against the wall I looked ahead of me. Entai sat up on his haunches. I took a few deep breaths.

"Entai, speak!" I commanded. The cyber cat tilted his head in cat confusion.

"Entai." I warned

"SPEAK!"

"what would you like me to say?"

I flinched sharply. Then I took off my glasses and rubbed my face with my hand.

I re-placed my glasses on my nose.

"you actually talked." I managed to reply in a calm voice.

"you asked me to speak." he replied as if I was slow.

"why do you have a British accent?" the cyber-cat shrugged.(something interesting to see)

"I found it interesting. it feels better in this mouth than your New York accent." I hate it when people tell me I have a new york accent. I don't)

"I DO NOT-"I took a deep breath.

" lets start over. you can talk."

"yes." he replied, amused. A cat grin on is face.

"just how long have you been able to do that?"

" since I was sparked from my creator." my mouth opened and closed a few times. I didn't know how to react to that.

"soundwave. The one you call octopus from hell?" I blinked, and sighed.

"I know who he is."

"then why are you at a sudden loss for words? I've never seen you do that before." he stated simply.

We stayed there in silence for a few moments. I looked at the area of the bed in front of me, my cheeks slowly burning with embarrassment.

"are you overheating?" he asked. Damn, his voice was nice.

"no, I'm not. Its called blushing and-" I stopped myself mid sentence. His optics gained that glazed look that all cybertronians get when they go on the internet. His ears priced and he cocked his head while gazing intently at me.

"you are embarrassed?" I let the question drop. my cheeks burned hotter.

"when did you realize I was more than a simple beast?" he asked me softly.

I took a cleansing breath and replied.

"way back when. I was on the floor with you. And you got up to get me a water bottle. I was dehydrated and I didn't notice. No beast would do that." I stated, staring into his white optics.

"why did you not ask me sooner?" he pushed. I shrugged.

"I still wasn't sure how intelligent you were. When I saw you here….how did you get here anyway?" he shifted uncomfortably.

"when you saw me here…." he urged.

"when I saw you here, I knew that the autobots didn't get you. I never mentioned you to them. How on earth did you convince them to trust you?!" my companion rolled his powerful shoulders.

"I shed my weapons and my decepticon designation." he stated.

"and the prime agreed." he continued.

"I waited in the medical bay until I passed the test of being…a good boy, as Ironhide translated it." I snorted. that was funny. He wrinkled his whiskers and continued.

"when you ran in to the medical bay, followed by the prime an another human male, I stayed away. You, did something to their machine and made it work. When you were done you sat down and, sensed my presence." I had no recollection of this.

"The rest is history."

"it is for me." I muttered.

"I have almost no memory of that night. I did what?" again, he repeated what he saw and what happened.

"who was the other human?" I asked.

"the young male with the yellow hair."

"miles?"

"yes, I believe that is his designation."

"what happened last night?" I put my face in my hands, as if the darkness would bring the lost memories to light. We were both surprised by a loud knock at the door.

"Sara? Is everything alright?" asked a familiar voice. In my haste to get off the bed I had tangled my legs in the blanket and almost fell on the floor. Entai broke my fall by quickly getting under me before I hit the floor.

"thanks."

"not a problem." he replied very softly.

"Sara?" I stepped out of my bedroom to find graham of all people.

"are you alright? I was passing by and I saw that your door was wide open…"

He trailed off when he saw Entai come out of the room by my side.

Without thinking I gave him a few pats on the head when he came to my side.

"everything is fine graham cracker. In fact, things are better than fine. They are great! All the more reason to celebrate!" I threw my hands in the air and smiled.

"celebrate?" the nest operative was confused.

"yeah!" I grabbed Steve and punched in a few keys. In mere moments a great song was playing. I danced over to the table and placed her down while the song started.

"lets dance!" I practically yelled while twisting to the song. Steve's speakers sang with the trumpets. A sweet voice rang out:

"let me tell you 'bout a place, somewhere off of New York ways,

Where the people are so gay, twisting the night away!

Hear they have a lot of fun, putting trouble on the run, man, you'll find the old and young twisting the night away!"

"come on!" I twisted closer to him he shrugged and twisted as well.

I sand along to the chorus.

"Their! Twistin, twistin, everybody's feelin great! Their twistin, twistin

Twisting the night away!"

the laptop floated off the table and out the door. I followed, dancing. Needless to say, Entai followed me, halfway moving to the beat.

Steve made the music louder and the old song filled the hallway with trumpets and sax.

"here's a man in evening clothes. how he got here I don't know but, man you aught a see him go, twisting the night awa-y!

He's dancing with the chicken slacks! She's a-movin up and back!

Oh man, there aint nothing like, twisting the night away!

Their! Twistin, twistin, everybody's feelin great! Their twistin, twistin

Twisting the night , lets twist a while!"

The sax sung while the background chorus sang words that could almost be made out..

Graham had followed our odd conga line and was staring at me confused. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hands.

"come on graham cracker! Lets dance!" I pulled him into a twisting beat

"I cant dance!" he protested

"cant, or wont?" I challenged.

and after a few seconds of resisting he gave in and danced with me down the hallway.

"lean forward! Lean back! Whoa tootsie!" I sang along with the chorus.

I was leading graham in the dance for a bit, so I wasn't surprised when he too the lead and spun me around in time to the music.

"here's a fellow in blue jeans, dancing with an older queen, who's dolled up in a diamond rings, twisting the night away!

Man you aught a see her go, twisting to the rock and roll,

Man, you'll find the young and old, twisting the night away!

Their! Twistin, twistin, everybody's feelin great! Their twistin, twistin

Twisting the night, one more time!"

The saxophone sang into the fading of the song.

We took a few steps away from each other, breathing a little heavily.

" I knew you could dance." I half panted.

"it was either that, or watch you dance with someone who is the equivalent of a dressmakers dummy."

"you weren't that bad." I protested.

"the only reason you think that is because you cant dance either!" he countered. I shrugged.

"dancing isn't just how you move, its in how you feel. Admit it. That felt great." he stuttered and spluttered for a few moments before giving in.

"yes. I do feel great. And you?"

"fantabulus!" I declared.

"that isn't even a word!" he said laughing.

"but its how I feel!" I said jumping.

"you may just need to calm down." he replied slowly with his hands open.

"why?" I asked still jumping.

"because it's the best thing to be." he replied softly. I slowed down.

From this perspective, graham reminded me of my brother.

Which sobered me up fast. The shroud of darkness came back, not as bad a before, but still bad. My eyes clouded over. I slumped slightly.

I remembered my big brother. How I love him, and his wife, and their kids.

Primus, I missed them.

And my sisters! And my sisters kids!

I let out a shuddering breath.

"you're right. This is the best place to be." I dragged myself back to my room, and back to that dark place I was before.

Back in the hallway… (A.N. not Sara's pov, more like the narrarator pov.)

Graham scratched his head. What had just happened? One moment she was jumping and the next, the next he was trying to calm her down and she had given him an odd look and then she was sad again.

Like when he first approached her a few minutes ago.

Weird. Even for her.

"I've never seen anyone with mood swings that fast." he muttered walking away. He snapped his fingers in realization. She's a girl. Its hormones. He thought. He briefly thanked his older sisters for exploring it to him.

He thought of warning someone. Like prime or jazz.

It was almost luck when the next bot to pass was prowl.

He waved down the second in command.

"yes graham? Is something wrong?" he asked noticing the look on his face.

"its Sara-"

"is everything alright?" the S.I.C asked quickly.

"she's fine… I, think." replied graham.

"what's wrong?" graham explained what had just happened, possibly stressing a bit on her moods. After hearing the story the S.I.C nodded and stood up.

"the best way to get an answer is to ask a question." he declared.

"I'll ask her." graham grimaced.

"that might not be the best idea.." he trailed off.

"why not?" asked prowl. Graham sighed. He would have to let prowl figure out women by himself.

"never mind, just….be wary of her mood swings." he said walking away, muttering under his breath about women and time of the month.

Prowl was unfazed. in the short amount of time he'd known her, he liked to think of Sara as a friend. She was the first human he'd informally met.

Prime had introduced her as a human, then the chosen one.

He chucked remembering that she had threatened him after he poked her. And even though he couldn't always understand her, she always made him smile.

Ratchet was encouraging everyone to use their holo-forms. Prowl had not tested his yet.

Now was as good a time as any.

It was not a far walk from where he was to Sara's rooms. What he was doing before was not of the utmost importance and could wait.

He fiddled with his holo-form a bit before he ended with a human male, who was slightly taller-than-average height,

with short, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a nice smile. He was about to knock on her door when he heard her singing. Sara was impersonating a deep voice, and it suited her voice well.

"L, is for the way you look, at me.

O, is for the only, one I see,

V, is very very extra-ordinary!

E, is even more than anyone that you adore, and love! Is all that I can give to you. Love! Is more than just a, game for two. Two! As love can make it! Take my hear but please don't break it, love! Was made for me and you! Yeah, love! Was made for me and you!"

Again he raised his hand to knock, when she spoke again.

"why did that song come to my mind?" prowl was surprised to hear an answer.

"I do not know why." replied a British voice. apparently she had broken the barrier with the cyber-cat.

"that was a rhetorical question, genius."

Another voice piped in.

"the song I played before was an older jazz song. Perhaps you were in the mindset of older soft music?" there was a pause in the room.

"I am really glad I gave you my aura, y'know that?" Sara stated to the female voice.

" yes. Very much. As am I." oh. That must have been her laptop. wheel jack explained it to him. Mostly anyway. Sara let out a large burst of breath.

"how am I going to live my life as a regular person after this? how on earth or anywhere else can I leave?!" Sara exclaimed.

"by using the-"

"again, rhetorical!" she almost yelled at Entai.

Prowl knocked.

The room silenced.

"who is it?" Sara called out wearily.

"its prowl." replied the S.I.C. in a soft voice. there was no reply for a few moments from the other side of the door. Prowl heard footsteps. Then the door opened a bit.

"what do you want?" Sara questioned angrily, but it came out in a sad voice. She eyeballed his holo-form, and raised an her eyebrows, but didn't widen her eyes. It made for an amusing look on her face.

Prowl noticed that her nose was red and her eyes were wet.

"I want you to tell me that you are alright." he said softly.

She paused, looking down for a few beats of her heart. She sighed.

"I cant." she admitted. She let out a shaky breath.

"I cant." she repeated, looking up, into his eyes. She let out a short, breathy laugh and a very sad smile that disappeared as soon as it came.

She opened the door to prowl. She stepped back into the apartment, she took a few steps, grabbed her arms, shivering slightly. Prowl realized it wasn't the cold that made her shake.

"hey." said prowl putting a hand on her shoulder. She didn't respond.

"hey!" he said a bit louder, pulling her towards him.

She looked up into his face, and her face crumpled in sadness and tears.

Without hesitation prowl pulled her in close to him. She let herself cry.

Prowl slowly sat down on the floor with her. Prowls sparkling protocols engaged immediately.

She buried her face in his shirt. He held her close with one arm, the other rubbed her head and back, telling her that it would be alright, that it would be ok.

The cyber cat had curled himself around them. The cat warmed up considerably, making the floor a comfortable temperature.

It took a while for her to stop crying, but prowl never even thought of leaving her until he could make her feel better. The tears slowed to hiccups and catches in her breath. she still clutched his shirt tightly.

Slowly, she removed her head from his torso. She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked into his bright blue eyes.

"prowl, soon I have to leave here." she was still trembling slightly.

"your time with us could not last forever. A smart girl like you knows that." he stated. She shook her head roughly.

"you don't understand I have to leave, not here, but this place! This…everything! I have to go back to where I came from!"

Realization slowly dawned on prowl. He wanted to ask a million questions.

He started with the only one he could ask her.

"why?"

She pushed her face back into his shirt.

"you'll laugh." she mumbled.

He gently pulled her out of his chest.

"I promise. I will not laugh. He swore, still holding on to her and looking into her sad eyes. She let out a soft sigh.

"primus told me I have to leave." she paused, waiting for him to react.

She saw a slight twitch under his left eye while he tried to process that.

Other than that, prowl did not move. Sara tilted her head. She thought she could hear his processor whirr.

"he did?" was his reply after a long pause.

She nodded gravely.

He gave her a sincere smile.

"I'd like to make my second wish." prowl said.

Sara leaned back, surprised by his answer.

"I wish, that you spend the rest of your time with us being happy. No more crying, and no sadness." her fast drying eyes opened wide at his words. He stood up and helped her off the floor.

"come on then, stand up, wash your face, and lets enjoy the rest of your time here, with us."

Her face changed from sadness to joy in mere seconds. The remnants of tears slipped down her cheeks.

" no more tears." chiddled prowl

"no more tears." Sara confirmed, wiping them with her sleeve.

She headed to the bathroom, and washed her face as prowl directed. The cold water washing away her red nose and eyes.

As she was washing her face, the cyber cat approached prowl who was standing by the door, waiting for Sara to finish.

"ah-hm." he said, as if clearing his vocal cords. prowl looked not to far down to meet the white optics.

"thank you." said Entai to the Autobot.

"I do not think, that anyone could have handled that better." he continued.

"what did you mean by "second wish"?" queried the chosen one's companion. Prowl explained how Sara had thought she had wronged him badly, and gave him three wishes for him to use at his disposal. Entai shook his head in wonder.

"only her. Who else would give someone three wishes?" he questioned.

"nobody else I've ever met." replied prowl. The cyber-cat snorted.

"that was a rhetorical question. She taught me that before you came."

At that moment, Sara emerged from her bedroom, wearing a clean sweatshirt, her ponytail re-done, and a smile the Cheshire cat would envy

on her lips.

"before I head out to have a good time, can you tell me the events of last night? Prowl was stunned! She didn't remember what happened?!

He started with what he was told from jazz and the prime. "it started with you drinking coffee and getting twitchy…" he continues to tell her what happed up to his arrival. She had already groaned and rubbed her face several times.

"but you did sing, right?" she interrupted.

"yes I did."

"and after that you went….off with jazz?"

"yes I did." he left it at that. She didn't dig further.

He ended the story with her fixing telatraan-1.

"so….it was Leo and Sam who put the stuff in the coffee and creamer, that made me …crazy?" she entwined her fingers near her face.

"how very….interesting." Entai padded over to her side. He put on an accent and asked her in a low voice

"you want I should whack em?" she used an old breathy voice that she thought sounded like the godfather, sadly it did not.

"no tony. don't whack those boys. I got plans for them. They involve sleeping with the fishes." prowl was confused. what the hey were they talking about?

" was that a good impression?" she asked. Her companion snorted. She bumped him with her hip. She took her laptop and placed it in the shoulder bag she carried with her.

Prowl opened the door for her, as she stepped out she paused for a moment and turned to prowl.

"can you please not tell anyone about my breakdown?"

"I promise." he said. she reached out her hand and made a fist, with her pinky sticking out. Prowls eyes lost focus for a few moments before he reached out to her with the same gesture. They entwined pinkies.

"I pinky promise." prowl re-stated. She giggled. Prowls holo-form fizzled out of existence as she met him in car form.

"you really have a gorgeous alt-form." she told him walking around the said bot, stopping by the front.

"would you like a ride?" he asked opening his passenger door. She shook her head.

"no thanks. I'd rather walk. I could use the element of surprise."

Sara could tell that if he wasn't in his alt mode, his left optic would be twitching slightly.

"to sneak up on Leo and Sam to give them the scare of their lives." she confirmed. Oh.

" leave them alive." prowl joked.

"prowl! Was that a joke?" Sara asked, disbelieving. The car moved up and down on its front axles in a car shrug.

"you're an influence on me. Though I cant tell if that's good or bad yet." he teased. She kicked his bumper, not that hard though.

"a good one." she confirmed.

"though others might be surprised when anything resembling funny comes out of your mouth." both girl and car were silent for a moment. Then the car revved loudly making the girl jump in fright.

"Hey!" prowl laughed. So did Entai. so did she after a moment.

Prowl said that he needed to finish up his work. Sara chastised the workaholic a bit. But it was all in good spirits. Prowl promised to meet up with her when he was done. She agreed to let him find her later.

They went their separate ways. Both feeling happier for seeing one another.

"Come on Entai!" called Sara as she started to fly down the hallway, gaining speed with each passing moment.

"lets go scare the crap out of those guys!" her companion ran after her with large strides. As he caught up to her he watched as she took a wide turn, her body parallel to the ground. He briefly wondered how much she actually knew about her abilities. but with a yell of "faster slowpoke!" the thought fled his head, as he ran happily after his charge.