Hot Shot suddenly snapped to attention and found himself, not in some cold, waste land, but inside the Autobot base- outside of my room, where he had been all night. There were screams coming from inside. Hot Shot rushed in to see me lying on the floor, yelling my head off and acting as though I was struggling to free myself from something, with Jazz trying to wake me up. Hot Shot would have loved to lend a hand, but was faced with a problem- how would he wake me up without crushing me? He knelt down next to Jazz and I, carefully put his right index finger next to my side and gently (And I mean gently... well for a giant robot) nudged me.

"Sarah?" he asked. "Come on, Sarah-girl wake up!" My head suddenly shot up off the floor. I looked around, breathing deeply with my eyes wide open. When my eyes landed upon him, I jumped about ten feet in the air, a good five short of his knee. "Whoa, Sarah calm down- it's me." I just stared at him for a moment, tears streaming down my face, then leapt into his right hand and wrapped my arms around his index finger, gripping as tightly as I could.

"Hot Shot!" I sobbed. "Hot Shot I, I..." I was crying so hard, I couldn't continue. Hot Shot lifted his right hand into the air, put it near his shoulder and softly clasped his left hand around it- as if he was trying to give me a hug.

"It's all right, Sare," he told me. "I was pretty scared too." I looked at him, my eyes looking like tomatoes with big brown spots in the middle.

"You were really there," I said. "Weren't you?" He nodded.

"I was there, kid- I'm just sorry I couldn't help you." I wiped my eyes.

"Hot Shot, could the Decepticons really do that to Jazz? Could they do that to you?" Hot Shot stood up and started to carry me out the door. "Where are we going?" He chuckled.

"For a teenager," he said. "You sure do ask a lot of questions. There's something I want to show you." With Jazz close on his heals, Hot Shot took me down the hall and into a room. Inside were three Mini-Cons I'd never seen before. "Hey guys, this is Sarah and Jazz." The Mini-Cons beeped a greeting. "Sarah, Jazz, this is JetStorm, Sonar and Runway."

"Hi," said Jazz and I.

"You think you could combine for a second?" Hot Shot continued, "I'd like to show Sarah." They beeped again and suddenly transformed. All three turned into jets, but what happened next really amazed me- they combined into the most magnificent looking sword I've ever seen.

I wish I could describe it to the extent of it's stellar design, but I'd do it no justice. I just remember staring at it in absolute awe, and when I finally found my voice I managed to stutter: "What's that?"

"That's the Star Saber," Hot Shot said. "The most powerful sword in the universe, made up of the most powerful Mini-Cons in the universe. When it was first assembled, Optimus put me in charge of it." He put his finger under my chin and gently lifted it up, so my eyes were almost level with his. "As long as I have anything to do with it, nothing is gonna happen to me, Jazz or you. I promise you that." I smiled and wiped another tear from my eye.

"Can I show you something now?" I asked. Hot Shot gave me a confused look, but nodded.

"Sure, where we gonna go?"

"Surprise. We're gonna have drive- you still up for it?" Hot Shot smiled happily.

"Well, let's go!" He transformed into vehicle mode, Jazz and I hopped inside and we were on our way.

As Hot Shot, Jazz and I were cruising around town, Carlos was spending the night over at Rad's house. We could call it a guy sleep-over, except for one minor detail: Carlos wasn't sleeping and was keeping Rad awake by asking questions every five seconds.

"Hey Rad," said Carlos. "Are you asleep?" A groan came from across the room, where Rad was facing the wall.

"Well, I was," he replied. "What do you need Carlos?"

"What do you think of Sarah?"

"I don't know, Carlos- she's okay I guess. Why?"

"Aw Rad, she's more than okay. She's smart and she's got that great personality. Her eyes are just... and her hair, wow... and that smile." Carlos sighed, causing Rad to roll over and look at him. He had a dreamy smile on his face, one Rad had previously thought only girls put on.

"Carlos," Rad said. "Do you have a crush on Sarah?" Even in the darkness of his room, Rad could see Carlos' cheeks turn bright red as he started to stutter.

"No! I-I don't ha... what I mean is... how could you... No, I don't!" Rad began to chuckle.

"It's okay, Carlos. Like you said- she's smart, pretty..."

"Beautiful," Carlos said. "She's beautiful." Rad looked at his friend and smiled. Carlos was definitely in love.

"So, exactly where are we going?" asked Hot Shot. Hot Shot had been driving for about a half an hour, with me giving directions and Jazz just kinda laying back and playin' it cool.

"Turn in here," I replied. "The cave at the left." Hot Shot did so and once he got inside, he was amazed at what he saw.

"What the...?" I started to giggle.

"Hot Shot, welcome to my home."