Me: So, the next chapter is finally here.

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Thoughts - Talking
Vision or Dream - *Talking*

After a while of just talking to each other, Will opened his eyes when he was jerked. Will recognized the signs of a military plane landing, however, Abelia did not know so she was instantly worried.

*What is it? Is something wrong?* Abelia was concerned, the thing that attacked that base instantly coming to mind.

*No, nothing is wrong. We are just landing.* Will assured her, feeling signs of panic coming from Abelia and not wanting her to panic, tried calming her down.

*Oh.* Abelia said, watching as Will made sure his gear was in order.

Will paused, taking in the feeling of concern and the dread coming from Abelia. Something was affecting her and he didn't know why, but he wanted to make sure she was alright. After all, who knows how long she was gonna stay stuck in his mind.

*Abelia, is something wrong?*

Will got the sense that Abelia was biting her lip, which was weird because he couldn't see her and she was in his mind.

*I don't know. Um, have any bases been destroyed lately, like, been completely wiped out and no survivers?*

Will had to make sure he kept his head down to prevent his comrades and friends to the shock and alarm on his face at the question.

*What! No! Why?!*

*Because I just came from seeing a base get completely blown up by something. I don't know what it is. All I know is that it caused a lot of destruction and it was after something on a computer, some files. I don't know what.*

Will was unnerved at this. Something attacked a base and destroyed it, and no one even knew what it was. Just as he was gonna ask another question, Epps spoke up.

"Hey, we're about to land," Epps said, looking at his friend, wondering if something was wrong.

Clearing his face, Will lifted his head and smiled, "Got it. Everyone, get your things together. I don't want to have to call the pilot back because someone forgot their clothes and undergarments."

Donnelly groaned as everyone laughed. He was never gonna live that down! Abelia laughed, her unease fading until it wasn't there. Will smiled at his success in calming her down.

The military plane landed, everyone grabbing their packs and walking off the plane. Will was leading them off with Epps at his side. Will didn't notice Epps looking at him worriedly.

"Hey man," Epps said.

Will looked at Epps, noticing how worried he looked.

"Your not sick, right? You were acting kinda strange for a couple of minutes back there," Epps pointed out.

Will groaned, ignoring Abelia's chuckling. Epps and Will have been friends for so long that they could tell what was wrong with the other. Will should have known he couldn't have hidden his actions from Epps for long.

"No, I'm fine. I'm not sick. As for my actions-," Will paused in his explanation, wondering if Epps would believe him if he told him that there was a girl inside his head. If Epps did believe him, he would wonder what was gonna happen and not let him out of his sight, but if he didn't then Will could get questioned to see if he was fit for duty. Also, who knows what could have happened to Abelia.

In the end, Will made his choice.

"My actions are my actions," Will said, casting Epps a smile as he threw his pack over his shoulder. Epps watched him for a second before smiling as well.

They boarded a truck and while sitting in the back of it, Will sighed mentally, forgetting that Abelia was in his mind for a second.

*Will, you alright?* Abelia asked, worried for the Captain.

Will blinked, wondering how he could have forgotten about Abelia when she was in his head and that she could hear him.

*I'm fine. I just don't know if I can tell Epps about you, or if he would believe me if I did.*

*If he's close to you, then he'll believe you. Friendship is like that. Or is it brotherhood? I don't know. I don't anything about bonds between people since well, all my life I guess.*

Will frowned, but before he could ask, they hit a check-in point. After a couple of minutes, Abelia respectfully being silent, they reached their final stop and got off.

"Hey, I'm ready to do this. Hey, any of y'all grow some balls, come see me on the court, man," Epps called out, throwing his stuff down at the tables and taking off his military shirt, revealing a black tank top underneath.

"Hey, hey," a soldier yelled out looked at Epps, clearly wanting a go.

Will went over to some table's as he watched Epps play basketball with the soldier.

"Watch this crossover, baby. Like Jordan in his prime, pushing through the front line," Epps spoke as he bounced the ball and ran passed the other shoulder to the net.

Will shook his head and sat down, grabbing a notebook and pen. A couple of yards away, Figs had taken off his shirt and was hitting the outdoor showers.

"Step aside, ladies," Figs said, pushing the three soldiers away from the water pipe so he could hog in, provoking some complaints from the soldiers.

"Oh, man."

"What? Oh-"

"Man-"

Will smirked, shaking his head, and turned back to the notebook he was holding.

Abelia sighed, closing her eyes.

Will seemed to have a bond with his men, something she wished that she could have. But instead, she has a school with students who only see a rich kid, parents who are never home, and zero friendships. The closest thing she has for a friend at the moment was Lennox, and she only knew him for a few short minutes.

*Abelia.*

Abelia opened her eyes at her name. Looking through Will's eyes she saw a notebook and pen and wondered what Will was using it for. Then she saw her name 'Abelia Witwicky' on the paper. He actually got her last name right!

*What are you doing, Will?* Abelia asked.

*Gonna write down things about you. If your somewhere else then maybe I can find you when I get home. That is unless you are something my imagination came up with and aren't real or if you have some friends you don't want me to see.* Will teased.

Abelia laughed, but it had a bitter tone in it.

*Trust me, Will. I'm real and not something of your imagination. As for my friends, I have none.*

Abelia felt Will blink.

*None?*

*Not a single one. I'm one of the richest girls in Tranquility, but it's like a curse to me. All they see are the dollars signs if they become my 'friend'. My parents only see as something to show off and are never home and they fired my nanny at my last birthday and no one works at the house, so it's enemy. I finally saved up enough money to buy a car so I can get around. Maybe get away from everything once I graduate. I've been alone all my life. As sad as it sounds, you're the only person I feel close to and I haven't known you for a day yet.*

Abelia heard a sharp breath. Abelia looked out, but Will was still looking at the notebook, the word 'Tranquility' joining her name on the notebook, as well as the word, 'alone'. Will was silent and Abelia could practically feel his shock and his...anger?

*Abelia, how old are you?*

Abelia was silent for a second before she spoke again, quieter than last time.

*Eighteen. I'm a 12th grader at Tranquility High School and I'm graduating soon.*

She hears Will growl and she jumps, his reaction not what she was expecting and scaring her a little.

*Will?*

Nothing. He didn't answer her.

*Will?*

Abelia tried again, worried by the lack of an answer she was getting. So, she tried something else.

*Lennox?*

Will blinked, looking around to see if anyone noticed what was going on with him before looking back down at the notebook.

*I want you to call me Will. You don't need to call me Lennox. And when you get your car, you can head to my house whenever you'll like. Just tell Sarah, my wife, that your family of a former friend that needs a place to stay if I'm not there. I ran into you one day and offered you a place to stay. You may be alone, but you don't have to be anymore.*

Abelia gasped, tears coming to her eyes. Will was offering her a place to stay. All because she was alone? He didn't even know her and he was offering this to her out of what? Kindness?

*Why? Why are you doing this for me? I don't even know what you look like and you don't know what I look like.*

*Because you seem like a nice girl and you don't deserve to be alone. And one day, we will see reach other face-to-face. I promise.*

*I...I...thank you.*

"Lennox!"

Abelia blinked as Will turned his to a young boy, Mahfouz. How did she know the boy's name? Was it because of Will and his memories? She didn't put much thought into it as Will stood up.

"Mahfouz, hey, how you doing," Will said, getting up and putting the notebook and pen in his pocket.

"Water," Mahfouz asked, holding out a bad filled with water to the Captain. Will smiled and took the water pouch from the boy.

"Oh, thank you. Are you gonna help me with the gear?"

Abelia laughed at the eager smile at the young kid's face, closing her eyes. However, when she opened them, all she saw was white. Instantly, she knew what was gonna happen and wanted to let Will know and fought to stay for a little longer.

*Will! I see white! I'm leaving! Don't know if this will happen again but know that I will hold onto your promise!*

And with that, Abelia vanished.

Will blinked at the sudden message Abelia left him and the sudden emptiness in his mind.

*Abelia? You there? Abelia?* Will tried but got no answer.

Seeing that she did leave his mind, he felt upset and worried. He wanted to know more about her and her lifestyle if she was always alone. But if she passed out in class then that means she probably returned to her body. Hopefully that and hopefully she can find him and same with him finding her.

"Lennox?"

Will looked down at a worried Mahfouz and gave him a grin to ease the boy's look.

"Don't worry about me. Just thinking about something. Now, let's get working on the gear."

Earth
Location: Tranquility

Abelia woke with a gasp, startling the nurse who was right beside her. The nurse immediately started making sure if she was okay, checking her eyes and everything. Abelia let her because she couldn't even move her body right now. A side effect of being in someone else's mind maybe?

"Are you alright," the nurse asked.

"Uh," Abelai wasn't sure of what she could say. I mean, how could you tell someone you were in someone else's body without them thinking it was a dream? Knowing that the longer she stayed silent would make the nurse worry about her more, Abelia came up with an answer.

"I stayed up late last night working on my project. I had to do some last-minute research and it took longer then I thought to get it," Abelia said.

The nurse sighed, "Well, next time, make sure you get some rest. Next time you do this, tell your teachers so they could be prepared."

The nurse moved away to go help another student, Abelia turning her head to follow her when she saw Mr. Hosney sitting down in the chairs.

"Mr. Hosney," Abelia said.

Her teacher stood up and walked for to her. Abelia motioned for help getting up, so Mr. Hosney helped her up. Abelia waved him off when he motioned to help her stand, moving back to let her sit.

"You okay," he asked.

Abelia nodded.

"Good, but please, the next time you think about doing that, don't. The nurse called your parents and they said you have a problem with doing that to yourself when you want to get something done," Mr. Hosney said.

Abelia sighed, closing her eyes. Of course, her parents would say that. What else could they say when they didn't know their own daughter?

Mr. Hosney clapped his hands, "Okay! Glad you're alright. Might be a pop quiz when you come back after the break. Might not. Sleep in fear all week. Oh and Abelia, pretty good project."

"Pretty good," Abelia echoed with a smile.

"I'd say a solid A-plus," Mr. Hosney said, walking towards the door.

Abelia smiled, sliding off the bed she was on and grabbed her backpack. Looking inside, she saw that the black glasses case was gone, meaning someone stole it. Abelia grabbed the blue glasses case and opened it, revealing her grandfather's glasses. Guess Trent didn't like being showed up and want until he opens the black glasses case her grandfather's glasses would have been in, but instead found a note saying, "Had a feeling you'll try this. Haha. You lose Trent!"

"I got to get going. You, need to relax. I see the stress lines on your forehead," Abelia said, walking over to the door and stopping in front her teacher.

Mr. Hosney was going to protest when Abelia interrupted him, "Sir, just do it. What would Jesus do?"

And with that, Abelia left the room. A big smile was on her face. Unable to contain any longer, Abelia let loose a big 'whoop', throwing her hands into the air.

"Yes! Yes, yes! A-plus! I'm good! Yes!"

Abelia sighed, bring her arms back down as she left the school. Looking up, she saw the sun was down a little more then it was before. Kind of different then what she saw when she was with Will, well inside his head.

That brought her back to what happened. She didn't understand why she wasn't freaking out. It felt like she was used to this when it never happened to her. No, that wasn't it. It felt normal to her like it was part of her. She knew it wasn't a dream, she was sure of it. But then what did she see? And why?

Deciding to question it later, she left the school ground and headed to the one place where she could get a car, even if her parents thought that it was wrong that her rank of lifestyle was wrong for a 'used car'.

But then they should have gotten her one themselves then and they won't so too bad.

Abelia stood sighed, her backpack over her shoulder, remembering when she talking to her parents about getting her a car.

"Sure hon. We'll get you a Porsche," her mother said.

"No, I don't want a Porsche. I want to get my own car like most teens. I could have gotten one if you didn't take my money that I was gonna use to buy it thank you," Abelia said, watching as she parents packed their suitcases.

"Leaving again," Abelia stated, knowing that they were.

"You can come with us. You're old enough," her father said, closing his suitcase.

Abelia scoffed, turning away, "And miss school? No thanks. Besides, I was old enough the last couple of years. I'm staying. I want my money back on your way out. You got enough so you don't need mine."

Her parents left her money on their bed and left, saying a goodbye. They didn't even give her a kiss goodbye like Abelia saw some families do.

Abelia snapped herself out of those thoughts. Rolling her head and taking a breath, she walked forward and into the Car Dealership and a man was dressed up like a clown. She saw a dark-skinned man appear at the doorway of his office Abelia guessed. The man took one look around and glared when he saw the man in the clown costume.

"Manny," the man shouted.

"What," Manny yelled back.

"Get your cousin out of that damn clown suit. He's having a heat stroke again. Scaring white folks," the man said, gesturing to Manny's cousin.

"I'm hot. Makeup's melting. It hurts my eyes," Clown Cousin said.

Abelia laughed, shaking her head as she watched Manny push at his counion. They started talking and Abelia didn't really care at the moment. So she turned away to look at the cars.

Damn. Some of these cars look like crap, and that's just being nice. However, she knew she parents, her father especially would say she was lucky she would even get a car that had an engine because of her 'attitude' with them. But at least now she had one. And perhaps she could find out where Will lived.

"Hello, little lady."

Abelia looked up, seeing the man that was here before with his hand held out before her. Abelia reached out and shook the man's hand.

"Bobby Bolivia, like the country, except without the runs," Bolivia laughs, "How can I help you?"

"Well, I'm here to buy my first car," Abelia told the guy and she could practically see the gears in his eyes at that.

Bolivia pulled his hand away and placed it on his chest, a serious look playing on his face, "You come to see me?"

Abelia huffed, a smile playing on her lips, "Well, your my first choice so yeah I had to."

"That practically makes us family," Bolivia said, holding his hand back out to Abelia for another handshake, which Abelia humored him and shook it again, "Uncle Bobby B, baby. Uncle Bobby B."

"Abelia."

"Abelia," Bolivia said, clapping her on the shoulder once and brought his arm around her shoulders and walking with her over some cars. Abelia eyed the cars, seeing an empty space where a car used to be next to a yellow bug.

"Abelia, let me talk to you. Abelia, your first enchilada of freedom awaits underneath one of those hoods," Bolivia said, gesturing to the cars Abelia was looking at, "Let me tell you something, kid. A driver don't pick the car," Abelia looked at Bolivia as they stopped for a second, Abelia hearing an engine close by, "The car'll pick the driver."

"Mm," Abelia tilted her head, sort of agreeing with Bolivia there.

"It's a mystical bond between man and machine," Bolivia continued," Kid, I'm a lot of things, but a liar's not one of them."

"Mm," Abelia had to glance away at that one.

"Especially not in front of my mammy," Bolivia said, turning to point at two women who were sitting in front of the house, "That's my mammy. Hey, Mammy!"

Bolivia's Mammy turned her head, wearing big black glasses on her face. She looked around for Bolivia for a bit but once she found him, she flipped him the bird causing Abelia to scoff a laugh and hold her hand to her mouth to hide her grin.

Abelia turned her head away, but then she caught sight of a yellow Camaro with black racing stripes. She blinked, frowning as she dropped her hand. She just knew there was an empty space of parking there a second ago, so how was that car there so quicky? Did someone work that fast or did the car drive itself?

Before she could dive deeper into the question, Bolivia spoke again, drawing her attention.

"Ooh, don't be like that. If I had a rock, I'd bust your head, bitch. I tell you, man, she deaf, you know," Bolivia said, turning back to Abelia and laughed a strange laugh before walking over to the cars, "Well, over here, every piece of car a man, or woman, might want or need."

Bolivia had placed his hands on the truck of the car and Abelia stood to the side of the car, looking over it. Abelia smiled at him before turning back at the mysterious appearing Camaro. It had her attention now.

"This ain't bad. This one's got racing stripes," Abelia said, placing her backpack on the ground.

"Yeah. It got racing- Yeah, what's this? What the heck is this? I don't know nothing about this car," she heard Bolivia say. Then he doesn't know either. Interesting. Abelia placed her hands on the door and put her head inside the car, looking instead.

"Manny!"

"What?"

"What is this? This car! Check it out!"

Abelia ignored the two and instead opened the door of the Camaro. She noted a disco ball and a bumblebee hanging on the mirrors. Nonetheless, she sat in the seat and looked around.

"I don't know, boss! I've never seen it! That's loco!"

"Don't go Ricky Ricardo on me, Manny! Find out!"

Placing her hands on the wheel, she noted how warm her arms felt. Moving her hands up and down the wheel sides, Abelia hummed, like the way the wheel felt in her hands.

"Feels good," Abelia commented, checking the wheel out, ignoring Manny as he started speaking in another language.

There was something else too. Something about this car brought a tingling feeling to her, and when she placed her hand on the gear, she felt as if something shot up her arm. Yanking her hand away in surprise, Abelia looked down at the gear but saw nothing amiss. Looking at her arm, she saw where she had her skin showing her hair was up.

Shaking her arm, Abelia filed that away for later. Turning back to the wheel, she noticed the horn was dirty so she used her thumb to get rid of it. Once she did, she saw a strange symbol of a robotic looking face.

Abelia was suddenly hit with memory, making her groan and clutch her head with the hand that wasn't on the wheel.

"My God," Sharp said breathlessly as the thing stood up on its legs.

The robot fired back at the Soldiers, killing them with ease. Then, it fired a missile at the ground, killing everything in range. Sharp ducked as glass went flying.

*What is that thing,* Abelia screamed.

Abelia shakes her head. She remembered. She remembered seeing a symbol on the robot, but she couldn't be sure what it was since the robot moved too quickly.

Deciding to get her mind away from the robot, for the time being, Abelia spoke up.

"How much?"

Bolivia peaked into the other window of the car.

"Well, considering the semi-classic nature of the vehicle, with the slick wheels and the custom paint job-"

"Yeah, but the paint's faded," Abelia cut in.

"Y-yeah, but it's custom," Bolivia said like he was trying to get Abelia to understand something.

"It's custom faded," Abelia said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, this is your first car. I wouldn't expect you to understand," Bolivia said, making Abelia scoff before naming his price, "Five grand."

Abelia narrowed her eyes, "No, I'm not paying over four. Sorry."

Bolivia nodded then tapped the door, "Kid, come on, get out. Get out the car."

"No, no, no. You said cars pick their drivers," Abelia insisted, wanting the Camaro.

"Well, sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap-ass buyer. Out the car," Bolivia coughed before moving to speak again, opening the door to the yellow bug car that was next to the Camaro, "Now, this one here for four Gs is a beaut."

Abelia groaned, hitting her head against the wheel. Lifting her head, saw she a Fiesta with racing stripes a little ways off. She didn't want a Fiesta with racing stripes. Something about this car made her want it.

Deciding to be stubborn, she reached out of the car and grabbed her backpack, pulling it in and dropping it into the back seat. Reaching out, Abelia grabbed the door.

"This is a classic engine right here. I sold a car the other day-"

Whatever he was gonna say was lost because when Abelia shut the door, the other door opened and hit the yellow bug, moving it a little, scratching and denting the door, and making the horn honk.

Abelia gasped and suddenly giggled. Intentionally or not, Abelia was really bringing to love this car. Clearing her throat, Abelia ducked her head to peer out of the passenger side window at Bolivia.

"Geez. Holy cow. You all right," Abelia called out.

"No, no, no. No worries! I'll get a sledgehammer and knock this right out," Bolivia said, gesturing to the dents as he climbed out of the window of the car. He turned back to his shop and waved his hand, "Hey, hey, Manny! Get your clown cousin and get some hammers and come bang this stuff out, baby!"

Bolivia laughs again and Abelia shakes her head.

"Greater than man..."

Abelia snapped her head to the radio, seeing it move on its own. But as soon as she looked at it, it stopped. Abelia was intrigued even more and call her a fool, but she really really wanted the car. It was the only one catching her attention anyway.

"That one's my favorite drove all the way from Alabama," Bolivia said, pointing to the car as he started walking towards it.

Abelia shook her head and climbed out the passenger door, shutting it behind her. She was going to get her point across and she would it so right now. If there was any car she was gonna be driving out of here, it would be the yellow damn Camaro!

"Bolivia," Abelia said, getting the man's attention, "I understand what you're trying to do, helping me find a car. But the Camaro is the only one that caught my attention so if you don't kindly lower the prince to four thousand, then I shall take my business elsewhere. So, take it or leave it."

Bolivia looked shocked but then he smiled, "Woah! Whoa! Alright! Four thousand! Talking my kind of style, kid."

Getting the paperwork filled out didn't take long, so Abelia turned the key's on the car, the key's she found it the glove compartment. Abelia grinned when she heard the engine roar, making her let out a laugh.

"Haha! Yes! Finally," Abelia cheered.

Hearing the radio make noise, Abelia looked at it as she waited to see what it would do.

"Go..."

Abelia laughed, nodding at the radio, even though she knew it was crazy. Changing the gears, Abelia drove the Camaro out of the parking lot.

Bumblebee wasn't on this planet long, but the girl there was in his cabin was interesting. He let her drive, even though it was weird, but it was something humans did. The girl, Abelia, she called herself, was interesting. And intelligent.

He was following her around the past week, watching her and ready to protect her if needed. He had taken the space next to the other vehicle, thinking it would be the best spot for watching her, but it didn't turn out the way he expected.

She noticed how he appeared suddenly, which drew her attention. Bumblebee cursed himself but did nothing as she made her way over. The man she was with, Bolivia had placed his hands on the back of the car, surprising Bumblebee, but he managed not to do anything.

Wondering what was going out, he realized that he was sitting in a Car Dealership, where humans brought cars to get around. And since he was in his vehicle form, they thought he was another car. Realizing that this could get him close enough to protect her, Bumblebee stayed where he was, letting the humans talk.

Abelia had entered his cabin and placed her hands on the wheel. What shocked him was when she placed her hand on the gear, underneath it was where his spark hid, his spark seemed to jump, sending out a current that Abelia seemed to feel because she yanked her arm away. Abelia and Bumblebee both stared at her hand. After a couple of seconds, Abelia had shaken her hand and turned back to the wheel.

She cleaned some dirt off the horn and Bumblebee grew concerned when she groaned and held her head like she was in pain. Seconds later, she was shaking her head and talking to Bolivia about the cost, seeming ticked when the man refused to lower the price.

So when Abelia had pulled in her bag and shut the door, Bumblebee decided to hit the vehicle Boiliva was in next to him with his door. Abelia was shocked at first, but then she was giggling. Bumblebee was happy that he made Abelia giggle and he forgot to stay quiet."

"Greater than man..."

Abelia had snapped her head to the radio, eyes watching it. Bumblebee instantly stopped moving the radio, hoping Abelia would ignore it. Abelia did ignore it after a couple of seconds, turning to look at Bolivia.

Bumblebee was surprised when Abelia took control of the situation, basically telling Bolivia to take it or leave. She won and judging by the grin on her face, she knew it was too. Abelia seemed so excited when she turned the 'car' on, so Bumblebee didn't take a risk and use the radio again. She had turned to the radio and seem to wait for an answer, so Bumblebee gave her one.

"Go..."

Abelia had laughed and driven off to her house. She wasn't screaming or running away, no, she was in a car she knew wasn't normal. What was it about this girl that made her so interesting? Why was there Energon in her blood? How was that possible. Did his kind come across her's before?

Abelia had stopped the car outside the house, the sun had set. Abelia left her backpack in the pack as she made her way inside, and through the window, she laid down on the couch.

What it was about this girl, Bumblebee wanted to figure it out. In the meantime, he had a report to make and send.

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