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Chapter 28
Hook? Like from Peter Pan?

December 20th, 2007
Location: Tranquility, Witwicky household
Time: 1730 hours

Miles climbed out of Soundwave, walked up to the front door, and knocked. He hummed quietly as he waited, occasionally glancing over at the Decepticon while listening to the noises coming from inside. He snickered when there was a loud yelp, followed by a 'Dammit Mojo!', and a thump as Sam fell over. A few seconds later the door swung open, revealing a disheveled looking Sam.

"What's up? I was taking a nap." Sam grumbled, glaring half heartedly at his friend.

"Give me your phone." Miles demanded, ignoring the question. Sam frowned, but listened. Miles took the phone, and stepped a few feet away, before tossing it to the ground and stomping on it until there was no phone left.

Sam gaped, "Dude, what the fuck?" He stepped out of the house, noticing the beat up looking vehicle that was definitely not Miles' car.

"Designation: Soundwave." Miles gestured to the vehicle, grinning widely. "And he really speaks like that. Freakin' geek. Don't call him tentacle porn, though. He hates that." And Sam could hear the engine rev angrily. "The Decepticons attacked base and got Orion. And guess what? My mom and your mom knew yesterday and never told us." At that Sam felt more than a little angry, and could tell that Miles did too.

"Soundwave's a Decepticon though, isn't he?" Sam asked, trying to ignore the sudden and surprising feelings he had toward his mom. They would definitely be having a talk later.

"He is. The one that can read minds and has those mini things." Miles wrapped an arm around Sam's shoulder, starting to pull the teen towards the Decepticon. "We are being kidnapped to be used as suitable distractions while Soundwave finds a way to get his mini things and Orion, then us, and then get the fuck outta dodge."

Sam followed his friend, slipping into the passenger's seat when the door opened for him. He didn't even need to think about it, if Miles was already in it, and it meant that Orion could be saved. The seatbelt slid around him, and Soundwave closed the door. He looked at his best friend who now sat in the driver's seat, grinning. "We're insane, aren't we? Being willingly kidnapped by a Decepticon."

"Wavey ain't that bad. One of the best as far as I'm concerned if he wants to get Orion outta there." Miles said, pretending to drive as Soundwave pulled out.

"Designation: Soundwave." Soundwave's voice came from the radio, sounding monotone, though Sam thought he could hear a hint of irratation.

Sam laughed, "Better get used to it, Soundwave. He calles Barricade Barry. Be happy with Wavey."

December 21st, 2007
Location: Unknown
Time: Unknown

Miles sat shivering, holding Orion close as the infant slept in a disturbed recharge. The cell they were in was pitch black, even to Miles' slightly enhanced vision. He had no idea where they were, or what time it was, though he knew it had to be late at night. Or early morning, depending on how you looked at it.

Soundwave had brought them in, ruffing them up a little beforehand, and offering them to Shockwave as captives, pointing out that they had Allspark energy and that they admitted to being two of the four who helped save Orion.

Starscream had gone to space to get reinforcements, and in the meantime Shockwave had taken over the forces on Earth.

Shockwave was unnaturally ruthless. He only wanted Orion to see how the Sparkling could have possibly survived, and he didn't care if the sparkling offlined in that learning process. Early on he had found out that Soundwave was opposed to the idea of using a sparkling in such a way, and to make sure that his fellow Decepticon would listen he captured the cassetticons, and had someone guarding them at all times to be a threat. Getting the two humans was a treat beyond measure, giving him a better opportunity to figure everything out, and a chance to shut Orion up.

He had been crying almost non stop whenever he was awake, unused to all the new faces and people, as well as the things being done to him. The sparkling had almost instantly quieted down upon seeing the two teens, and had reached for them in a pitiful, begging manner.

All three of them had been placed in a room together, their shared cell, and the only offered light was the glow of Orion's optics when he was awake. The sparkling was terrified, and Sam and Miles did everything they could to soothe him, even a little bit.

But then Sam had been taken away, and Miles and Orion had been left on their own, the tiny sparkling practically attached to the teen looking for whatever comfort he could get. He had finally fallen into a fitful recharge, while Miles stayed awake, half to keep guard, and half to think.

He knew that the drive had taken up what was left of the day, having asked Soundwave the time just before they were brought in, and finding that it was already the 21st. Besides that he only knew that it was shockingly cold to someone used to the dry air and heat of Nevada. For a brief period he had even seen a few snowflakes falling, though the normal joy he would have over that rare treat wasn't there as it would have been before due to the situation.

He listened to anything and everything he could hear, his mind supplying him with the worst as he thought of what could be happening to his best friend, the darkness supplying his mind with horrible things.

A scream cut through the silence, and at first Miles tried to convince himself it wasn't Sam. When a second and third rang out, leaving no mistake as to who the owner of the voice was, Miles wished he could just not think or hear anymore. And he held on to Orion that much tighter.

December 24th, 2007
Location: NEST Base
Time: 0845 hours

Will watched as the Cybertronians worked on rebuilding the parts of the base that had been destroyed in the battle that had happened only a few days prior. Humans scrambled underfoot as they helped, though Will himself was just sitting back sadly. By the time he, Bumblebee, and Ironhide had been alerted that anything was wrong it was already too late, and the Decepticons, a long with Orion, were gone. He listened as his Guardian barked orders, and helped to lift the heavier things.

"WILL! WILLLLL!" Epps yelled as he came wheeling up, still showing the after effects of the battle. He had a stitches above his right eyebrow, and one of his legs had been broken. Ratchet had placed him on crutches, a wheelchair, or a Cybertronian hand. "We finally got some food fucking news! Keller pulled some favors and Civilians are allowed back."

Will smiled briefly, "That's great. Just in time for Christmas Eve? That makes it fragging great. Maybe tomorrow we can still have the best fucking Christmas ever. Head to the med-bay, I'll get Blaster since our lines are under." Referring to the fact that NEST was still out of power and the lines were still down.

Epps did just that, getting Optimus' attention so the leader could help him easier. It was mainly to distract Optimus just a bit from the stress the leader had recently taken on, and the Autobot went with him, staying in the medbay to talk to Ratchet, Barricade, and Bumblebee.

Barricade had managed to put up as good as a fight he could considering he was weaponless. Everyone thought him lucky to come out living at all, though missing an arm and having several other bad wounds left the now fully Neutral, he refused to be a Decepticon Neutral anymore, in a bad mood. Bumblebee had managed to get his voice components destroyed again, and had to revert back to internal comms or music, but he stayed in the medbay with Barricade while Ratchet worked on his new parts.

The now four Cybertronians and one human waited for Will and Blaster, Will walking in with a grin. "You two lost puppies ready to hear your master's voice again?"

Barricade growled and glared, though Bumblebee just looked happy. Optimus chuckled, "Alright, Blaster, call one of their cellphones."

"...Miles is temporarily out of service." A pause. "Samual is temporarily out of service. Calling Lancaster household. ...No answer. Calling Witwicky household."

"H-hello?" Judy's shakey voice came on over the line, this being broadcasted out loud by Blaster so everyone can hear.

"Judy, it's Will again. Good news, finally, Sam and Miles can come back. I'm sure they must be driving you crazy. I can't even imagine how they feel after learning about Orion." Will grinned as he talked.

They were all surprised when they could hear Judy bursting into tears, and the phone being taken from her and passed between several people. Finally one seemed to find a moment to talk to them.

"Will, it's Bob. The boys... They're gone. Judy and Lizzie never told them about Orion, or us for that matter. They thought they'd be okay so they left them home alone and... We came back and Mason was outside, the pizza guy waiting. Miles had ordered Pizza and disappeared in that time frain. Then Sam, the door was left slightly open and the remains of his phone were out on the porch. They've been missing since the 20th." The older man's voice sounded sad, and tired.

They were stunned into silence. Why would the Decepticons go after only them? Barricade and Bumblebee looked shocked, though that was quickly morphing into anger.

"WHAT?"

Later that day

It was still early when Optimus got the video. He watched the first minute of it, before pausing it and calling a select few to the meeting room. Ratchet, Prowl, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Barricade, Will, Epps, Jazz, and Fig came in to the room. The Cybertronians took their seats at the table, and the humans sat on the table, facing the screen and Optimus. Wordlessly the Prime restarted the video.

"Hello my dear, beloved Autobots. Is the Decepticon traitor in there with you?" Shockwave appeared on screen, sneering. The room he was in was small, and they could see Soundwave off to the side, and Miles and Sam standing behind Shockwave. The two teens were standing in front of Orion, ready to protect him. "I sincerely hope so. I've heard he's close to one of these little squishies."

"We prefer the term fleshlings, dumb aft." Sam spoke up, surprising everyone. "He's gonna get himself killed!" Epps whispered.

Shockwave growled, "I do not care what your pathetic minds prefer!" He snatched Sam up, causing the teen to give an indignant squawk as he started to squirm in his grasp. "I know for a fact that little yellow youngling has taken a liking to this one. And I heard that you see them as more than sockets? Actually worth becoming a Guardian towards? That's so laughable!" They couldn't see him squeeze Sam harder than before, but they could hear the teen cry out in pain. Ratchet put a comforting hand on the Scout's shoulder in an attempt to keep him from jumping out of his seat. "You Autobots just can't imagine how pleased I am that I not only have your Sparkling, but two of your little organic pets as well! I could be in a boat on the middle of the ocean for all you know."

"Oh my God, we are on a boat, aren't we?" Miles asked from behind Shockwave, the Autobots recognizing that almost too familiar glint in his eyes that said he was up to something. "I can feel us rocking back and forth... back and forth..."

Sam looked like he was going a little green, "Shit, Miles, shut up! Don't say that! We're on land, we're on land!"

"What are the both of you going on about?" Shockwave snarled, shaking Sam a little.

"Shock, Sammie here gets a bit seasick. You might want to put him down, Ratchet was pretty surprised that the acid in our stomachs was more effective at eating through Cybertronian armor then those worm thingies on that one planet. He said you were there, so you should know what I'm talking about, yeah? I'd hate for such a smart mech to get defeated by an organic substanence. Truly." Miles explained, his tone sarcastic at the end. "Remember Titanic Sam? What if we hit an iceberg? It is pretty cold and there has to be a lot of water around us... Could you imagine going down in this thing?"

"You will address me by my proper title!" Shockwave demanded, shaking Sam at Miles. The next moment Sam was throwing up the contents of his stomach on to Shockwave's hand, arm, and chest when he brought him back in close enough. The next thing they heard was Shockwave screaming in terror, dropping Sam, and then fleeing the room and yelling for Hook. They all blinked in surprise.

"Primus, he sounds like a femme!" Barricade said, at the same moment as Miles started laughing and said: "He sounds like a femme, oh Primus!"

Ratchet shook his head, "I can't believe he thought of doing something like that. He listens way to intently when it could freak someone out." The entire group felt just a little lighter at seeing that part, it was a sure sign that the two teens and Orion were doing okay. There attention was drawn back to the screen when Sam groaned, and got stood up, leaning against the wall.

"I hate you so much, Miles." Sam groaned again, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

Miles laughed, "Still got the video rolling, Wavey?"

"Designation: Soundwave. Affirmative." The mech replied, and everyone at the table sat up slightly straighter. This was unexpected.

"Great! So here's the short version: We were willingly kidnapped by Soundwave so we could come help save Orion from the evil clutches of the femme screamer." A pause as Orion started to cry, so both Sam and Miles sat down on either side of the Sparkling, wrapping him up in a hug. Sam cooed at Orion while Miles resumed talking. "Yes, we are stupid enough and crazy enough to be willingly kidnapped and put through unknown horrors to save Orion, but damn it, we saved him once, we're not gonna let him just die in the hands of evil now. Oh, and Bee, if anything happens to Sam, you can blame me. Wavey baby was content with just having one of us, and he knew I was outside waiting for pizza, the creeper, but I went and got Sam involved."

At that they could see Sam glare at Miles. "If you hadn't I would have kicked your ass when we all rescued you anyway."

"All talk and no action." Miles huffed, before looking at the camera once more. "Wavey hasn't said were we are just yet, probably because it's fucking freezing and we'd be screwed even if we had an idea as to where. Hopefully he'll be allowed to send this soon so you won't worry about us that much. I'm hoping I can work my charms on Shockwave and either drive him insane, or annoy him to death."

"With the way this is heading I think you'll annoy Soundwave to death first." Sam muttered, just barely loud enough for them to hear.

"Soundwave: Agrees with Samual." Soundwave replied, and everyone at the table gaped. "Holy frag, that monotone slag heap can joke?" Barricade asked. "I never spent a lot of time with him because I thought he was just an emotionless bastard..." They watched as Miles pouted, and Sam laughed. Then the screen went black.

"So they're okay." Will said softly, sighing in a relieved manner. "Thank Primus."

That was when the next part of the video came up. The camera must have been shaking a bit, because it remained out of focus for awhile. "Soundwave, are you rolling?" Shockwave asked, opening the door to a room and letting light shine inside of it. "Affirmative." Soundwave responded, following Shockwave as he went in to the room. He placed the camera on a high enough vantage point that it could capture everything Shockwave wanted it to. They could see Miles, holding on to Orion protectively and glaring up at Shockwave with firm defiance, the infant recharging in his arms.

"You heard those screams, didn't you, fleshling?" Shockwave asked, tone as light as if he was conversing about the weather. He smirked when Miles flinched slightly. "This is what happens when you think you can be smart. You're little friend got the brunt of it for now." At this he opened his hand, dropping Sam on to the ground next to Miles. The teen was out of it, though even in his sleep he was holding his right arm close to his body and grimacing in pain. Miles gasped, trying to get to him, but Orion woke up and started to cry at the sight of Shockwave, clinging on to the teen even more and keeping him in his place.

"What did you do to him? You bastard!" Miles hissed, glaring at Shockwave.

"I would not go insulting me, fleshling. I decided to show you some mercy, you should be grateful. You could be stupid enough to actually believe we're on a boat, and I could just see that stupid Autobot Medic lying to you." Shockwave sneered. "I just started the testing a little early. Had Hook break his arm in three places. The Allspark energy doesn't seem to stop us, or even do anything at all. We'll see how quickly the bones heal, and until then the both of you will be on a strictly energon diet. Hook was the one to find that out. I wonder if your little Autobot friends know?"

Miles snorted, "Of course they know, you stupid Cyclops. They're not stupid like you 'cons, they knew almost immediately what was going on with us." The only thing to betray his fear was his eyes.

Shockwave slammed his hand down directly next to Miles, Orion starting to wail, though to his credit Miles barely flinched, the defiant look plastered on his face once more as he hid his fear. "Oh, my dear little fleshling, I am going to enjoy breaking you. Once I do I think you'll make a fine little socket for me to keep." He practically purred as he said this.

"Just try it, I heard failure's always a nice thing to learn from. Is that what got you this far? Learning from all your past mistakes? Or did good ol' Megsy just take pity on someone as pathetic as you?" Miles growled out, effectively challenging the Decepticon.

After hearing that, Ratchet subspaced a wrench and tossed it at Barricade's helm, causing a nice little dent as he glared at the ex-con.

"What the frag was that for?" Barricade growled.

"Did you hear that? He's been hanging around you too much! He just challenged Shockwave, you little glitch!" Ratchet kept the glare until Optimus gave him a reprimanding look. That part of the video ended, only for another to take it's place.

Now it appeared that the camera was in the corner of the Decepticon med-bay, Miles strapped down to one of the berth's, looking even smaller than he really was on the large slab of metal. Hook and Shockwave were in the room with him, Soundwave, Sam, and Orion being no were in sight. They watched as Shockwave injected something in to Miles, the teen trying to squirm away, but being unable to.

"Thanks to this little miracle, you'll be able to stay awake through the entire surgery while we examine your insides."

"Inside of me?" Miles squeaked, wide eyed as he looked up at Shockwave.

Shockwave laughed coldly, "Why yes, my little pet to be. Both you and Samual can in take Energon, and if only provided with that, use it as a source of energy. The other human we tried that on died after only one and a half cubes of it, their innards being unable to take it. That means something is different with you, most likely due to the Allspark energy. Both you and Samual... However, I prefer you to be the one this is done to. See that mirror above you?"

Miles gulped, seeming to look directly above him, before nodding slowly, not wanting to test how Shockwave would react if he just didn't respond.

"You will be looking at the entire time we are inside of it. Have you ever seen your stomach?" A pause as he watched Miles shake his head. "No? What a shame. I'll have to let you have that experience. We'll make sure you have the best view possible. Maybe we'll even take somethings out? Who knows." He trailed a claw lightly down Miles cheek as the teen seemed to freeze. "Knowing that we hold your life in our very hands. Just one little move and we could kill you. Won't it be amazing?" He looked like he was about to say more, but Hook started talking to him in Cybertronian. Miles seemed to tense up all the more at that. "Ah, you're right. We can't have that. I'll be back soon, my little pet to be." And then he left, leaving Hook and Miles alone together in the room.

Epps, Will, and Fig looked horrified, sitting on the table staring up at the screen. Barricade was snarling in his seat, and Prowl's doorings were in a sharp irritated V formation. Optimus brought his battle mask down to hide his own expression. Ironhide looked pissed, reaching out and pulling Will closer to him. Ratchet and Jazz had a mixture of emotions flying across their faceplates.

Hook seemed to examine Miles intently. "Orion."

Miles visibly relaxed just a bit, craning his neck to look at the Decepticon Medic. "Soundwave."

"Affirmative. You can understand Cybertronian, can't you?" Hook inquired, sounding curious.

"Cat's out of the bag, huh?" Miles laughed slightly. "Yeah. I can. So can Sam, and two others who I won't name. Don't need that crazy bastard kidnapping two more of us."

Hearing that, everyone turned to look at Will and Epps, Fig backing away from them slightly.

"Oh... uh... surprise?" Epps asked awkwardly. When the eyes remained on him and Will he pointed at the screen. "Pay attention!"

"I know this won't bring you any comfort, but just so you know there is a camera recording. Shockwave plans to send this to the Autobots." Hook said after a moment.

Miles jerked in his bonds, trying to find the camera's location, and giving up when he couldn't. "SHIT! If you guys have my mom and dad in there, or even the Witwicky's, you better send them out! If you don't and I die, I will find out, and I will haunt all of your aft's forever! They don't need to see this. And uhm... If you come in here guns blazing, apparently spare Hook. He's on our side."

"Do not mistake me, organic." Hook made a displeased sound. "I do not happen to care if you or your friend happen to die. It is the Sparkling I am doing this for."

"My statement still stands." Miles huffed. "So, you enjoy Peter Pan a lot?" Miles laughed when Hook just gave him a confused look. "You're a doctor, what do you think my chances are?"

"Physically I will do my best to make sure there is no irreversible harm. Mentally I can not say, though Shockwave has used this form of mental torture before, and it can affect even the most brave of mechs."

Silence as they watched Miles close his eyes for a few seconds, swallow, then open them again. "Sounds like a vote of confidence to me." They then watched as Miles slammed his head back against the berth, and start yelling his head off at Hook as if the Decepticon had done it. Hook looked startled, taking a surprised step back, but stopped when Shockwave came in to the room, seeming to suddenly understand why Miles had acted like that.

"Excellent Hook, you've been getting my little pet to be ready. I commend you." Shockwave said, sounding pleased as he lay a tray of instruments out. They looked like cleaning supplies, as well as a few medical tools to make it easier to operate on Miles.

Optimus paused it, looking at the humans standing on the table. "I suggest you all leave."

"No way, boss bot." Epps said softly. "We can at least watch it if Miles had to go through it."

Fig nodded, "If it does have a big effect on him then humans can help to, not just Ratchet or something."

Optimus vented softly, looking at the three determined humans, before nodding and resuming the video. They all watched, optics and eyes glued to the screen in horror as the torture began.

It wouldn't be long before Fig had to leave the room, muttering under his breath in Spanish. Next was Epps, barely managing to make it out the door before he was crying a bit. Will was the last, and he only stopped when he threw up in a trash can, Ironhide finally forcing him out of the room. And that was before the first hour had even gone by.

By the end of it nearly three hours had gone by, Shockwave taking his time to draw it out even after finding out what he wanted. Miles had screamed until his voice had gave out on him, and Hook was left to stitch him back up as Shockwave washed all the blood away. He had to use a hand to hold Miles down better, the teen was shaking so badly that it continued to make him mess up when ever he tried to work on him.

And the screen went black again, the Cybertronians sitting silently. No one said a thing, though most looked at either Prowl or Barricade. By that time the humans had been brought back in.

Finally Barricade spoke up, looking directly at Prowl. "If we get him back alive I would like you to retract your claim of Guardianship over him."

"But of course." Prowl replied, sounding slightly sad. The if lingered heavily in the air.

"Ah'm sure once 'e 'ears 'bout tha' he'll say it's the best Christmas present 'e's eve' gotten." Jazz said softly, ever the unnofficial moral officer among the Autobots, trying to bring them all the happy image of how excited Miles would be when he actually heard about that, and how he'd probably tease the ex-con relentlessly.

"If he hears about it." Both Barricade and Prowl said, the SIC sighing sadly, and the ex-con simply realizing that fate could be cruel.

Then the tape began on a new scene, starting with a loud banging sound. Then Shockwave came into focus, and Soundwave as he stuck the camera up somewhere high enough to capture the scene. Shockwave was ignoring him completely, however, optics focused on the ground where Sam and Miles stood. Sam had Orion in his arms, doing his best to hold the sparkling, while Miles had a weapon that looked like one of Ironhide's cannons, only slightly different so that the human could deal with it.

"Soundwave must have made that. He has to build some for his cassetticons often enough." Ratchet said, offering the explanation to any who wondered around the table.

Shockwave laughed as Miles pointed the charged up cannon at him. "I don't know who gave you that weapon, but it won't be enough to let you escape. And here I thought you had been learning, my little pet. It seems I'll have to teach you another lesson." And he took a threatening step closer, Miles powering down the cannon with his finger, and backing up against the wall, looking up at Shockwave with wide eyes. "See, you are lea-" And there was a blur as Shockwave was suddenly attacked by Soundwave, a small struggle for dominance, before Soundwave won, pinning Shockwave to the ground.

Miles smirked, powering the cannon back up, and stepping towards the downed Shockwave. He climbed up on to the mech's faceplates, Soundwave holding the head steady for him. "See this, you aft." He said just before he took aim and shot Shockwave's optic out, causing the mech to go blind and scream out in rage and pain.

That was when they could hear the alarm sound, and watched as Soundwave did something to Shockwave that caused the mech to go offline. He then grabbed the camera and everything went dark once more. Not even a second later the screen let up again.

This time they could tell the camera was outside, snow covering everything. Soundwave stood in front of the camera, and Miles, Sam, Orion, and Ravage were off to the side. Orion was playing in the snow contentedly, while the two teens were hugging themselves in an attempt to warm up. They were used to the dry and hot Nevada, and were no where close to being prepared for Winter weather. They both had shoes and shorts on, but Miles now appeared to be wearing the shirt that Sam used to be wearing, and Miles shirt had been used to help create the makeshift sling for Sam's arm.

"Greetings: Autobots, Barricade, any organics. Designation: Soundwave." Soundwave said in his monotone voice, pausing as Miles started to laugh. Both he and Sam looked at Miles, while Miles was looking at Ravage.

"What? Rav is funny!" Miles attempted to defend himself, and Sam gaped at him.

Soundwave looked briefly annoyed, before glaring down at his creation. "How long have you been able to talk to Miles?"

Ravage tilted his head towards Miles, and Miles answered for him so that Sam could hear too. "You obviously remember how you sent Hook out of the room just after you got Ravage, and then you yourself went to get me something for any future pain I might have had? Well when Ravage went to free me I touched him and it just sort of... happened, I guess. The next thing I knew I could hear him in my head. He said it's something like an internal comm link, only a private one just between me and him. I can't get anyone else like I can him. He says it might be because the nanobots would recognize him a bit, and that the Allspark energy might have been looking for me to connect to someone to take a bit of energy off of, because he also said I did that." A pause. "Catobots? Really, Rav? ...Okay, I'll see if Wheeljack will start calling them that."

"So what did he say to make you laugh?" Sam asked.

"Designation: Stick-up-Aft, more like it." Miles grinned, and Ravage looked entirely too pleased with himself as Soundwave glared at his creation.

Soundwave picked Miles and Sam up, then shoved the two inside his chest compartment that was usually used by the Cassetticons. "Explanation: So you can warm up a bit. And so Miles won't continue to be a bad influence on Ravage." He ignored Miles when the teen protested. He turned back to the camera, looking annoyed by now, and told them where they would be staying.

"Look at that! We're going to Canada!" Epps exclaimed, perking up and sounding excited. "Road trip for Christmas, hell yeah!"

Will smacked him lightly over the head, "They're going to Canada, not us."

Barricade and Bumblebee were already out the door.