Me: Yeah, I know, it's been almost two/three months since I last updated, but I've hit a reading frenzy with Avenger stories and couldn't stop. I'm sure I have people who are reading this who understand. Not to mention with the virus going around.

But I'm here now and the story goes on.

Enjoy.

Vision or Dream - *Talking*
Cybertronian speaking - "Talking"
Comm Link Bot/Con/Human - "talking"

Earth
Location: Missouri

"Okay, ta git ta Nevada we need ta git past tha states Kansas, Colorado, n' Utah. Datz a couple o' clicks drive if we git just wit' tha speed limit, only a click or two." (Jazz)

"Clicks? Click," Abelia asked out loud.

"Hours or hour." (Ratchet)

"Thanks, Sparkie," Abelia smirked, referencing Ratchet's power line trip.

Ratchet sighed but didn't stop Abelia. After all, he did not want to know what she would do after he denied her the right to call him 'Sparkie'. It doesn't mean he won't stop others through.

Abelia sighed, sitting in the passenger seat. She tilted her head back. She acknowledged that the Autobots were talking, but tuned them out. Relaxing against the seat as Ratchet drove down the road.

Everything seemed so surreal. Aliens coming to Earth, needing her help cause of her connection, letting her stay and help, eating breakfast during a pitstop, and is know driving to a Decepticon signal. An adventure of a lifetime and Abelia kinda wished that it didn't end if the world wasn't in danger.

But it would end at some point.

Abelia's happy mood faded, the realization that her new friends couldn't stay here on Earth after they were done what they were doing making her moon plummet to the ground. She mentally hit herself, it wasn't like her alien friends from a different planet would stay here after they were done, they had a home to revive.

But maybe she can convince them to stay, just after they find out what's up with her, right?

"Hey, Ratchet," Abelia spoke up, opening her eyes to look at the radio, "Anything about me that you found?"

Ratchet took about a minute before he spoke.

"I was going to tell Optimus first but this might be easier. From what I gathered, you have Energon in your body since you were sparked, I mean, born. It doesn't hurt you like it would normal humans. The Energon could be why you have the Seer abilities. However, I did find something concerning." (Ratchet)

"What is it Ratchet?" (Optimus)

"It seems that the Energon in Abelia's body was dormant until recently. Most likely the awaking of her powers, but what awaken them is a mystery. Anyway, there is very little Energon inside her body. And it seems to be fading fast due to the lack of it. She needs-" (Ratchet)

"Isn't that a good thing? The Energon is going away." (Ironhide)

"No, you fool! My research has shown that Abelia needs Energon! Just like us, we need it to live and so does she! Her body is used to it, so it needs it! If Abelia doesn't get the Energon she requires, she will slip into a coma! And it has to be fresh Energon and we don't have that." (Ratchet)

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" (Bumblebee)

Abelia gulped. Energon, the life-blood of her Cybertronian friends, and the very thing that was inside her and she needs it, just like they do it seems.

"How long," Abelia cleared her throat when she noticed how dry it was, "How long do I have? Till I slip into a coma?"

"You will start feeling the effects soon. Maybe the start of a cough or a coughing fit. You will get sicker and sicker, till you end up slipping into a coma. I suppose you have about a month, maybe less." (Ratchet)

Abelia sighed, putting her head in her hands and closed her eyes. A month. She only had a month before she went into a deep sleep coma and probably won't wake up. And she would die because of it and others would chalk it up to sad circumstances.

A month seemed long to others, but to her, it seemed too short. A month was too short.

And a Hybrid, a hybrid of what? Feeling something growing inside her, she opened her eyes, Abelia saw white and groaned, "I'm going!"

Earth
Location: Pentagon Interrogation Room

Abelia blinked, opening her eyes she was sitting on a table, staring at a wall. Yelling was heard the moment she opened her eyes.

Gasping, and maybe yelling in shock, Abelia jumped off the table and whirled around.

"She did it! She did it! She's the one you want! All right? I was just sitting at home watching cartoons, playing video games with my cousin, and she came in there. And then-" Glenn was yelling, Abelia blinking when she recognized the man.

Taking in the scene, Abelia found she was in an interrogation room. Maggie and Glenn were seated, a man in a suit standing at the table and one was at the door.

"Glenn, you freak," Maggie exclaimed, looking at him like he was nuts.

"Hey! I am not going to jail for you or anybody else! I have done nothing bad my entire life," Glenn continued, he got up and looked at the suited man, gesturing to himself, "Hey, man, I'm still a virgin."

Abelia flinched, *Ew, I didn't need to know that.*

The suited man pushed Glenn back down into the chair.

"Okay, so what- I've downloaded a couple of thousand songs off the Internet. Who hasn't? Who hasn't? I promise," Glenn continued.

Maggie seemed to have enough, rubbing her head before bringing her hands out beside her head and yelled, "Glen, shut up!"

"No, you shut up! Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me, criminal," Glenn shouted at Maggie, who put her hands on the table in front of her with a face of annoyance. Glenn groaned and tucked his head in his arms, "Oh, sugar rush."

Abelia then noticed the plate that only had a bite of a doughnut left. Abelia winced, wondering how many doughnuts were on the plate.

"This is- this is not his fault," Maggie said, hands gesturing to Glenn who stood up at this.

"See? So can I go home now? Oh, okay, I won't," Glenn was pushed back into the chair a second time by the suited man.

"Just listen to me. Okay, whoever hacked into your military system downloaded a file, all right? It was something about- about someone named Witwicky and, uh, some- some government group, right," Maggie spoke, looking at Glenn who gave a little nod, "Named Sector Seven. You have to let me talk to Defense Secretary Keller before you go to war with the wrong country!"

Maggie was right, but will they listen. More than that, the government now had her name. They would be looking for her. But she wouldn't be at her house.

But her Ron and Judy might be. Abelia wondered what would happen when the government went to her house. Grinning, Abelia knew what she wanted to do.

*I want to see what happens when the government comes for me,* Abelia said.

White and then nothing.

Earth
Location: Witwicky Home

Abelia blinked, finding herself sitting on a couch. She looked around, finding herself in the living room of her 'house'. And look who was home, sitting on the couch.

Abelia huffed getting up and walked towards the clock, reading the time. 7:57 pm. She looked at the T.V. that her Ron and Judywere watching, reading the date down at the bottom. It was today, but later tonight.

"Whatever fell out of the sky ended up right behind-"

Channel switch.

"Still no official word as to what happened. You can see the fire-Meteor or something came over."

*The Autobots crash landing,* Abelia spoke, knowing her parents didn't hear her. Ron and Judy were watching the T.V., talking about what was going on, glasses of wine of the table.

"What did he say," Judy asked, her gaze not turning from the T.V.

"Huh? What," Ron asked, the talk he was having over the phone getting his attention.

"Did he hear it, too?"

"Yeah, Jack heard it, too. Huh. Yeah."

"What does he think it is?"

"He thinks it's a military experiment," Ron grinned, looking at Judy at this.

Judy scoffed and shook her head, "Pfft. What a knucklehead."

Ron nodded but talked into the phone as he said, "Yeah, well, I think it's a plane."

This went on for a couple of minutes more before there was a knock on the door. As her parents turned their heads to look at the door in confusion, Abelia walked over to the door and looked out the peephole. Seeing a guy in a suit at the door, Abelia sighed.

And so it begins.

Abelia stepped to the side as Ron opened the door, looking at the suited man outside.

"Ronald Wickety," the suited man who appeared to be in charge asked.

Ron looked annoyed, "It's Witwicky. Who are you?"

"We're the government. Sector Seven. I'm Agent Simmons, I'm in charge here," Agent Simmons said, showing his badge.

Sector Seven, Abelia's eyes widen and gulped. Sector Seven put her grandfather in the looney bin. And now they were at her house, most likely looking for her.

"Never heard of it," Ron said, looking at the badge.

"Never will," Agent Simmons said, putting his badge away and continued, "Your daughter's the great-granddaughter of Captain Archibald Wickity, is she not?"

Ron seemed to be surprised and a little defensive? No, it looked like he was in an odd state between relieved and surprised. What? Ron snapped out of it and looked annoyed even more at the wrong pronunciation of his family's name, "It's Witwicky."

"May I enter the premises, sir," Agent Simmons asked, stepping forward and getting into Ron's face before walking into the house, Agents walking in behind him. Abelia followed Agent Simmons, staying close.

"Ron, there's guys all over the front yard," Judy stated.

"What the heck is going on here," Ron asked, looking confused and angry his home was being invaded.

"Your daughter was arrested yesterday for driving around a train yard and her belongs were found at the power plant, which has several destroyed buildings and equipment. We think it's involved in a national security matter," Agent Simmons explained.

Abelia flinched, her stuff. Her things, how did Sector Seven know where to- reports, the people at the power plant called in the police, which alerted Sector Seven. Sector Seven was after her. And National security? More like aliens-and-your-daughter-appears-to-be-with-them-but-we-aren't-going-to-tell-you-that security.

Abelia watched as Judy flipped over her flowers being torn out of the ground and Ron yelling at the Agents to stay off the glass. Judy grabbed a bat and started to storm out to the back door. Agent Simmons intercepted her, grabbed the bat and stood in her way.

"Drop the bat, ma'am," Agent Simmons ordered.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's my-" Ron started, only being stopped by another Agent.

"I'm carrying a loaded weapon," Agent Simmons continued.

"But you'd better get those guys out of my garden or I am gonna beat the crap out of them," Judy told Agent Simmons, pointing a finger at his face.

Abelia couldn't help but laugh when Agent Simmons responded by pointing a light in each of her eyes like he was checking to make sure nothing was in them.

"Are you experiencing any flu-like symptoms? Aching joints? Fever," Agent Simmons asked.

Judy looked angry, annoyed, and confused, "No!"

An agent walked down the steps that led to the second floor and up to Agent Simmons, "Sir, we looked anywhere. Abelia Witwicky is not here!"

Abelia gasped, shocked and yet, knowing it shouldn't be because they had to look for her at some point. At some point being tonight. She watched as Agent Simmons looked disappointed before cleared his face as Ron spoke.

"What is going on here?! And why are you looking for Abelia," Ron finally yelled out.

"Listen sir, your daughter is believed to be in the hands of very dangerous individuals and since she's not here, it's obvious she's with them. I don't think they will let her go. Now, when was the last time you saw her," Agent Simmons said.

"Uh, last night, she left this morning," Ron lied.

"Yeah, we didn't see her," Judy played along.

Abelia glared, hissing. Ron and Judy were lying like always. That made her paused, a thought coming to her. She wasn't referring Ron and Judy as their parents anymore, just by they're names. When did that happen?

Agent Simmons stared at them, not falling for the quick lies with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, really? Well, our search concluded that you two were out of town for almost a month and only got back this morning, and neighbors state that they saw Abelia leave yesterday, but never came home. So, wanna try lying again," Agent Simmons said.

Ron and Judy looked stunned.

"Well," Agent Simmons taunted, a frown gracing his face.

"We don't know," Judy said.

"Really, and when was the last time you've known where she was?"

Ron and Judy didn't answer, and that was enough for Agent Simmons, who groaned and shook his head. He turned to look at the Agents standing in the room, "Okay, listen up. We are gonna set up a trace in case little Miss Witwicky decides to call. I've got to get going, but some agents will be here with you. Be nice and don't tell anyone about this, unless you wish to spend the rest of your lives in an unknown prison."

Agent Simmons walked away, another Agent following. Abelia followed after them, wanting to know what they will say out of earshot of Ron and Judy. The two Agents looked over their shoulders and seeing that the two were occupied, spoke.

"Sir, what happens if Abelia Witwicky has direct contact," the Agent asked.

"Easy, bring her to Hoover Dam along with the survivers from Qatar. She must know them or at least one since her credit card number was used by one of them," Agent Simmons said.

"But sir, Project Iceman and the Crown Jewel are there. Are you sure it's safe?"

"Protect Iceman is the reason her family is honked up on money, she might as well find out the truth where her dough comes from. Plus, if she has direct contact, we can found out things from her. Crown Jewel? Well, she'll never know about that."

Hoover Dam. That's where Megatron was being held. And Crown Jewel- it couldn't mean the Allspark, right? But if it was, then that would put the Allspark in danger of being taken by the Decepticons.

Wait for a- Hoover Dam. The Hoover Dam was in Nevada and that's where Optimus said the Decepticon signal was. Crap. The Decepticons were already on their way there if they weren't already. Shoot.

Abelia saw enough, she had to warn the Autobots. She wanted out so she blinked and everything vanished.

Earth
Location: Missouri

Abelia gasped, blinking her eyes and sat up straight. The Autobots were now on some highway that Abelia didn't bother wondering about.

"Abelia, are you-" (Ratchet)

"Pullover. Now."

"Abelia, what did you-" (Ratchet)

"Ratchet! Tell the others to pull over someplace right now! I know where the bloody Cube is!"

Ratchet did what was asked, though it took minutes longer then Abelia would have liked. She tapped the seat as the Autobots took the exit and drove around until they were under the highway bridge and transformed. Abelia practically flew out of the door, allowing Ratchet to transform. Abelia didn't care, she matched right up to Optimus and stood at her feet, glaring up at him.

"Use the glasses. Find the Cubes location," Abelia practically ordered the Prime.

Optimus looked confused but took out the glasses and shot a beam of light out of his optics.

"The Cube is someplace at a place humans the Hoover Dam. I'm right, aren't I?"

Optimus's optics dimmed for a moment before they brighten. He looked down at Abelia and nodded, placing the glasses back in his subspace.

"Yes, you are correct. The Cube's location is where you human call the Hoover Dam," Optimus paused, taking in Abelia's appearance and the way she seemed tense and tense up at the same time, "Are you alright? What did you see?"

Abelia sighed, holding her head, "Optimus, it's more like what I heard then what I saw. The Hoover Dam is in Nevada, and Nevada is where the Decepticon Signal is."

Harsh intakes from above let Abelia know the Autobots saw the stakes at this. The Decepticons were so close to power while the Autobots were still far away. If the Autobots didn't get there soon, then they would lose.

Not only that, but there was also the problem of finding the Cube and getting it out of the Hoover Dam. But from her Vision, Abelia knew that the Cube was big, maybe bigger than her new friends. Going in to get it out would just be like walking in to let yourself get captured if you couldn't move the very thing you were after.

No, someone had to go in, make sure it was safe. Someone had to give the Autobots the all-clear. Someone knew that Will and his team were going to be there. And that someone was forming a plan right at that second.

"I know what to do," Abelia said, looking up at the Autobots, "but you're going to have to let me finish."

"What youngling," Ironhide asked.

Abelia took a breath and let it out. They weren't going to like this.

"I'm going to hand myself over to Sector Seven."

And she was right. They didn't.

"No way!"

"Ain't happening, younging!"

"Kid, there be a lot o' risk fo' yo'! We don't want dat!"

"Your health is not in the best interest, you could get hurt if you do!"

"I will not let you let yourself be captured because you wanted to help us get the Cube. If Sector Seven finds out about the Energon in your blood, who knows what will happen."

Abelia laughed, shaking her head, looking at her friends with big eyes and a big smile.

"Guys, this is the only way. I'm the only one who can get in. I'm the only one who can even walk inside. If any of you go, you'll risk being captured and experimented on. Ain't no way am I letting that happen. I go in, make sure it's safe, send a signal to you guy's to come once I convince Sector Seven that they need your help."

"I refuse to let you go alone," Optimus said, voice frim but with a hint of fear.

"That's the thing, I won't be, " Abelia grinned, "Will and his team will be taken to Sector Seven. With their help, we'll be able to get you guy's inside, or at least one of you. They trust me, I saved their lives."

"They trust you, but will they trust us? The only thing they saw of our kind is the death we bring," Ironhide pointed out.

"So did I. My visions showed me how much death the Decepticons can cause and bring. But I will not let it become something that defines your entire race. I refuse to. Bumblebee had chances to hurt me, to kill me, to force me to help you, but he didn't because he didn't believe in that, you don't believe in that. Trust me when I say that I know what I am doing. Let me do this, let me help in a way I know I can."

The Autobots looked at each other and Abelia suspected they were talking through their Comm-Link, but not letting her hear them. Letting them talk it over, Abelia waited for a good five minutes before the Autobots looked down at her. Optimus knelt down, holding his hand out for Abelia to climb on. Once Abelia was on, Optimus brought her up.

Optimus smiled down at her.

"I have many Autobots under my command and many of them are brave. But your strength and courage to help us, your drive to protect us, it shows how strong your spirit is. You suffered through neglect, but all it did was made you stronger. I am honored to see it with my own optics. And while I don't want you to let yourself be taken, I understand the need to help, to prove that you can and aren't just something to protect. I won't stop you."

Abelia had tears falling down her face, Optimus's words triggering something in her. She did expect to feel like this like her world had just flipped, but it did. Optimus was one of the few that had anything good to say about her, but he said it to her face and meant it. She could barely hear the Autobots voicing their own words, her eyes staying on Optimus.

She could barely let out the words, "Thank you."

Earth
Location: Atlantic

Will stared at the tail of Scorponok, which laid on the table. If he could, he would have burned holes into it with his glare. That thing nearly killed him and killed one of his friends, whose body was being taken back home to be buried. And Abelia was inside his head and if he died he had no way of knowing if she could feel it.

Abelia, she saved their lives. She was also in danger now for it and she was still so young. Not only that, but she was with more of those things that attacked the base and tried to kill his team. He knows she said that they were friendly, but he still worried. That and the fact that she was now with more and he had no way of making sure if she was okay.

"It's like a self-regenerating molecular armor," a soldier said.

Will glanced up at him, his thoughts interrupted. Remembering what they were going over, Will pointed to a hole in the armor has someone inspected it.

"Look at the scorch mark where the sabot round hit. Melted right through," Will looks up and turns his head to Epps where he stood at the heads of the table, " Hey, aren't sabots hot-loaded for like a six thousand-degree magnesium burn?"

Epps gave a shallow nod, "Close to it. It melts tank armor."

"So this metal skin must react to extreme heat," Will stated.

At that moment, like what he just said was true, the tail moved! Shouts filled the arena as the tail moved like a wave. Epps jumped back with a shout, his hands nearly being impaled by the spikes.

"I thought you said that thing was dead, man," Epps shouted out to no one in particular.

The tail fell back onto the table and Will took the chance, lodging at it to hold it down followed by others.

"Strap it down! Strap it- this thing is wicked," Will stated, pointing down at the thing and moving back, walking over to Epps, "All right, get on the horn with Northern Command. Tell them that our effective weapon is high-heat sabot rounds. Recommend we load them on all the gunships. Go."

Epps nodded, moving to do what was ordered. Lennox sighed moving to sit down, putting his head in his hands. Epps comes back within minutes, sitting down next to Will. Will looks up at his friend and noticed how he looked worried and shocked.

"What is it," Will asked, keeping his voice low.

Epps lifts his hand, Will seeing the phone used to call the Pentagon for help when battling Scorponok. That was a message from an unknown number. Will took the phone and read the message.

"Sector Seven is coming for you. Let them take you. With Autobot friends, they're here to help and they're protecting me from Decepticons. Autobots enemies of Decepticons. Decepticons attacked base and want me. Tell you more when I see you. Going to let Sector Seven take me. Going to see you soon. - Abelia."

Will looked at Epps, now knowing the reason he was acting.

Decepticons attacked their base, meaning Scorponok was also a Decepticon. Abelia was with friendlies, he knew that now, being protected. But she was leaving that protection to hand herself over to Sector Seven, who was coming for them. The same Sector Seven who placed her grandfather in the loony bin. Decepticons were also after her, Will feels shivers going down his spine cause he knew what they could do and what they wanted with Abelia could not be good.

But she was coming to them. He was going to finally see her face-to-face. Not just him, the entire team. She was faceless to them just like they were to her. But soon they won't be. And she had to talk to them, something she wanted to do face-to-face.

Will looked at his team, which was scattered throughout the plane.

"Better tell them," Will muttered, slipping the phone into his pocket, "We need to be ready when we land."

Earth
Location: Missouri

Abelia sighed, the noise of the restaurant getting to her but she pushed the number of Ron and Judy's home phone number in. She just messaged Will and Epps and she hoped they got the message.

It was around the time after Agents would go to her house so Abelia knew they would be there. Ringing and someone picking up drew Abelia's attention.

"Hello? Who is this," Judy asked.

Abelia snorted, knowing why his 'mother' was answering.

"I'm having a hard time believing you actually picked up the phone," Abelia commented.

"Abelia, sweetie, where are you? We got a call you've been arrested so we came to get you, but you are were already gone," Judy said.

If Abelia didn't know them as she did, she would have believed the tone Judy was using. But it was one used when they were at parties and commenting on her beautiful daughter.

"Yeah, right. Like you cared enough when I was having nightmares and calling your name," Abelia snarked.

"That is no way to talk to your mother young lady, didn't we raise you better," came Ron voices.

"No, actually. I think I raised myself pretty well since you were always gone. The both of you."

"Honey, the government said you were taken by a dangerous group. Is it terrorists? Is it an anti-rich people group? Anti-government? Tell them we are willing to pay for your safe return," Judy spoke.

Abelia desired the urge to groan, checking a clock to see if a minute has passed.

"Uh, no actually. I'm safer with the group I'm myself. They are protecting me."

"Protecting you from what? What worth are you to them to protect," disbelief clear in Ron's voice.

Now that hurt. Shallowing the need to let tears come down her face, Abelia glared at the phone by her ear, hoping that somehow Ron would feel it on the other end.

"Everything. They care about me in a few shorts minutes than you ever did. Now I'm going to get something to eat," Abelia said, a minute passing on the clock, "Bye."

Abelia hanged up and exited the restaurant. Jazz was there and Abelia got in the passenger side door to keep up appearances. Seeing her look, Jazz was about to ask if she was alright but Abelia gave a sharp glance at the radio not to.

"Go. We'll come back later, thirty minutes or something," Abelia said.

Jazz took the hint and left her alone. They got back to where the others were when Abelia spoke up.

"Why do you guys protect me? What worth am I to you?"

Jazz stopped suddenly, Abelia thanking the seat belt so her head didn't get bashed. Jazz opened the door, letting Abelia get out so her could transform. He kneeled down so his face was closer to hers, his face etched with concern.

"Naw what brought dis on," Jazz asked.

Abelia huffed, "Ron wondered why I was worth being protected by the group I was with when I said I was being protected."

Jazz growled, angry, but calmed down so he could speak to Abelia.

"Bcuz' we care. We care 'bout yo'. Somethang 'bout yo' drew us in n' we want ta make sure yo'r okay. Yo'r somethang different, someone different. Yo' r' worth it fo' us. Yo'r goddamn kind, caring, n' protective, not ta mention strong. I know Optimus said all dis already, but yo''re worth dat it. Optimus be havin' Ratchet built a tracka fo' yo', which be also an alarm fo' yo' ta press yo''re in danga or when yo' want us ta come ta git yo'. He's havin' dat built so yo' would have a way o' lettin' us know when yo' need us.

Abelia smiled, "Thanks."

Jazz smiled, nodded and walked for to the others, letting Abelia have time for herself. Abelia grins, looking up at the sky. Laughing looks over at the Autobots, this ragtag team from another planet.

Abelia made her over to them. She was just about to speak when she heard them speak, promoting her to stay silent.

"I sense the Decepticons are getting ready to mobilize," Ratchet said.

"They know it's there, as well," Ironhide pointed out.

"What 'bout Abelia? We can't just leave her ta die from a coma or become some human experiment! Or a Decepticon one," Jazz spoke.

"She'll die in vain if we don't accomplish our mission. Abelia is a brave girl. This is what she wants. Plus I will not let her die from a coma. If it's anything like going into an Energon deprived stasis then it would be worse. I also promised her and I will not break that promise," Optimus stated.

"Why are we fighting to save the humans? They're a primitive and violent race. Abelia seems to the only one who doesn't use violence unless she needs to. Not to mention humans would want to know what makes us tick," Ironhide said.

Abelia felt for the Autobots. She was touched that they were worried about her. On the other hand, she knew the Autobots were facing dangers from being captured, what humans would do. Humans were a violent bunch, very violent at times. History has proved that.

"Were we so different," Optimus said, Abelia walking closer, quieter so she could listen to them talk.

"They're a young species. They have much to learn. But I've seen goodness in them. Freedom is the right of all sentient beings. You all know there's only one way to end this war. We must destroy the Cube. If all else fails, I will unite it with the Spark in my chest," Optimus told his Autobots.

"That's suicide. The Cube is raw power. It could destroy you both," Ratchet objected, shocked.

Abelia felt herself freeze. Optimus could die and he would gladly if it meant the end of the war. She remembered his kind optics looking down at her when she came back from a vision, when she fell asleep in his cabin, when his promise to her, and when his words to her from earlier.

"A necessary sacrifice to bring peace to this planet. We cannot let the humans or Abelia pay for our mistakes... It's been an honor serving with you all," Optimus said, smiling at his Autobots, little sadly.

Realizing this has gone long enough, Abelia coughed, getting their attention.

"Everything's in place, the Agents will be here soon to be me up," Abelia spoke carefully, hoping her voice won't betray the emotion she was feeling, "You'll follow from a safe distance until you can't anymore. When I need you, you'll come right?"

Optimus nodded, getting down one knee.

"Yes. Here, this is a tracker and can also be used to let us know when you need us," Optimus said, holding out his large hand. Abelia walked forward and spied what was on it. Grabbing it, she looked at it. It was a black choker, the Autobot symbol embedded on the front.

Abelia smiles and puts it on. It fit perfectly.

"I used the scans I took of you to make it fit," Ratchet said.

Abelia smiled up at him, nodding her thanks as she fingered her new neckwear.

"On Cybertron, your name means 'Source of Life'. Humans are close with their definition of 'Breath, Vapor'. I will not let you lose your source of life, Abelia. I will not let you die so young when there's so much for you to do," Optimus told her.

Abelia smiled, looking at Optimus with thankful eyes, "Thank you Optimus. Thank all of you."

And I will not let you lose yours Abelia thought as she looked at Optimus before looking at the other Autobots. Any of you Abelia vowed to herself.

It's funny, ironic even. Optimus said her name meant a source of life, besides meaning her favorite color. It was ironic that her name would mean such a thing when she was running out of it.

She could only hope the Autobots kept their word to save her because yeah, here she is heading right into danger, could be heading right into the hands of the Decepticons or human scientists or whatever. She didn't want to die when something finally happened in her life, something more than her boring lonely life. Something for her to fight for, that needed her.

But she was brave and would keep going because that is what she wanted to do. She was human, and she was scared, but humans can draw courage from their fear. As scared as she was to die, Abelia knew she would if it meant it would help her friends.

Because they are doing the same for her, risking everything to make sure she's saved, risking being captured by humans. She will not let any of them die, not now. No way. She wouldn't let Optimus sacrifice himself, won't let any of the Autobots die in the upcoming battle if there is one and most likely there will be.

Remembering the plan, Abelia grew determined, knowing that she had a huge part to play. Get in, find Will and his team, find the Allspark, contact the Autobots, and hope the Decepticons are far behind.

Abelia's friends were counting on her just how she was counting on them.

And she would not fail.

Me: So? Anybody like it?

I hope you did because things are about to pick off even more.

I'm excited about that because that means I can do more now.