For a random plot bunny breeding with one of my muses (don't ask) it seems this story is pretty well liked. Thankies to all of you who reviewed/favorited/followed this story!

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Savannah gave a small yawn as her eyes opened and she glanced at her clock. It was 9 o'clock in the morning. With a groan she reached over and shut off the alarm that was keeping her from a peaceful sleep. While the rest of her body woke up the black haired woman went through a mental checklist of everything she needed to do before the meeting she had called began, and then sighed when she realized that she still needed to unpack 87% of her things. The only things she had managed to unpack were the office supplies and clothing for the day she was now facing.

"Come on girlie, you need to get started." She mumbled to herself as she stood up and made her way to the bathroom. "Coffee… I need some coffee and then maybe a mountain dew…."

The new liaison got dressed, pulled her hair into a braid, grabbed her tablet, and made her way to the mess hall. Halfway there she was met by a young man with brown hair and a blonde woman beside him.

"Going to the mess hall?" He asked with a smile.

"Yes… forgive me, but I don't recognize you." Savannah returned his smile. "I'm the new liaison, Savannah Price."

"I'm Sam Witwicky, and this is Carly… my wife." The man stated and offered her his hand, which she took in a firm handshake.

"Ah, it is nice to meet both of you. I admit, I have several questions for the two of you, specifically you, Ms. Witwicky." Savannah smiled after the handshake. "I understand you are the one in charge of the Autobot's budget?"

"Yes, I am." Carly stated with a hesitant smile. "Though I haven't been able to do much with it I'm afraid."

"Well, that's going to change." Savannah grinned. "I was up until midnight last night arguing with the board about some of the medical supplies that Ratchet needs. I'll send you a list of the items I got approved, hopefully we can get them for him ASAP."

Carly blinked in surprise, and then a full blown smile lit up her features. "I'll be looking for it."

"Sam, you are close to Bumblebee, the scout. Correct?"

Sam actually paused, and then nodded slowly.

"I was wondering if there is anything that he would like to have, or any supplies that would make his job easier." Savannah stated as her fingers flew over the tablet screen. "I understand he isn't going to be able to make it to the meeting today."

"There are a few things…" Sam stated in slight surprise. "I know he needs a sonar dampener, and maybe a new radar detector."

Savannah made a humming noise and nodded. "I'll see what I can do, though I'll try to get him a device that will not only detect radar, but will deflect it as well."

"You really are different from the other liaisons." Carly interjected, and then looked mortified at her own outburst.

"I hope so." Savannah laughed. "I read the reports from the last three. They didn't do jack shit for these guys, which I find insulting."

Carly and Sam shared a look, and then stared at the woman in fascination.

"I mean, they saved humanity's ass." Violet eyes flicked over to the couple. "The least humanity can do is help them out some, but no… they have to put up with some of the biggest asses that humanity has to offer. I'm glad that I was assigned to help the Autobots, maybe I can fix the mess that the other three left for me."

"I like you." Carly stated firmly. "You are not allowed to quit now, you realize that right?"

"I didn't plan on quitting any time soon." Savannah nodded. "Hell, they'll have to drag me out by my cold dead feet before I leave now."

"Thank God." Sam muttered. "A liaison that actually cares."

The three of them entered the mess hall together and gained quite a few stares as they got their breakfasts.

"Not going to eat anything?" Sam asked as they sat at a table.

"Coffee is good enough for now." Savannah chuckled.

"You don't want any fruit or anything?" Carly asked. "Or cereal?"

"I might have something small later." The black haired woman smiled. "Thank you though."

And the conversation turned to why Savannah had been chosen as the new liaison, which she replied to with a shrug and a quick 'no idea' before asking the other two questions about how they were pulled into this world. The three of them didn't notice when two men took seats at the table and began listening in on what they were saying.

"So you've known the Autobots the longest?" Savannah asked Sam in utter curiosity.

"Yep, I've known them for almost ten years now."

Savannah nodded absently as she glanced at her tablet.

"So, out of all of them, which ones do you get along with best?"

Sam paused in thought; it was a really good question.

"Well… 'Bee is my best friend as well as my guardian. I get along with him the best, next would probably have to be Optimus. He's just got that feeling that you can get along with him, no matter what, about him…"

"I did notice that when I spoke with him last night after I arrived." Savannah nodded again.

"I get along with Sideswipe okay, but his twin Sunstreaker is kinda stuck up. Skids and Mudflap are… interesting characters, that's for sure. Ratchet is okay, as long as you don't piss him off. And watch out for his wrenches… he likes to throw them when you irritate him. Dino is… well, Dino. Wheeljack is the mad-scientist of the group and Perceptor is the science junkie. Prowl… he's got a stick up his ass, but his younger brother—Bluestreak—is cool, he just babbles a lot. Arcee is cool, she's the only femme on base right now and is really kick-ass…"

"Femme… so she's a female?" Savannah interrupted Sam with surprise.

"Yeah…" Sam paused to think about it. "She is, like I said though, she's kick-ass and kind of distant."

"She's the only woman in a fraternity… of course she's distant." Savannah surprised the group by saying.

"A fraternity, that's the first time I've heard this group referred to as that." One of the men stated, causing Sam and Savannah to jump.

"Hello…" Savannah stated with a curious air. "I'm Savannah Price, the…"

"New Autobot-human liaison." The man that had spoken laughed. "I'm Epps, and you already know Lennox."

Savannah nodded to both men in greeting with a warm smile. "That I do, it is nice to meet you Epps."

"You were right, she's different." Epps laughed and clapped Lennox on the back.

"I see that everyone is surprised by that fact." Savannah sighed and finished off her coffee. "If you will excuse me, I need to go prepare for my meeting with the Autobots. Thank you Sam, Carly… I hope to speak with the two of you again later."

Savannah then stood and took her coffee cup to the counter where the used dishes were supposed to go. Once her hands were empty she sent those at the table a wave, pulled out a small smart phone to check the time and make adjustments to supply requests, and was gone.

"I see what you meant when you said that she could give Optimus a run for his money." Epps stated to Lennox once she was gone. "That woman is almost the very definition of leadership capable."

"I thought the rule says that what is said at the bar stays at the bar, and what exactly is the definition of 'leadership capable'?" Lennox deadpanned, gaining a smack from Epps and a laugh from Sam and Carly.

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Savannah stood on a raised walkway in the main hangar surveying the bots as they came in. The one she knew to be Prowl was early, while Optimus, Ratchet, Wheeljack, and Perceptor were right on time. The older set of twins were only a few minutes late and the younger set of twins managed to be late by ten minutes. Dino, who Savannah was certain had planned it, was twenty minutes late. Arcee came rolling in a full thirty minutes after the meeting had been planned to begin, but Savannah had known that she had the excuse of running patrol.

"Thank all of you for coming." Savannah smiled, gaining the attention of all the mechs and the humans who had joined them as well. "I am Savannah Price, the newest human to be appointed your liaison."

Some of the mechs shifted on their feet, while some of the humans gave sighs of irritation. The council, which included four balding men and one grey haired woman, all treated her with cold indifference. She didn't blame them though… she had kept them up until midnight the night before arguing about supplies and why they were needed.

"I know all of you have had… less than pleasant dealings with the other liaisons." More shifting and even a muttered 'you think?' followed her statement. "But I assure you that I will do my best to change that."

"Exactly how do you plan on accomplishing that, Ms. Price?" The mech she knew as Ratchet asked with a growl.

"Well, Ratchet…" She grinned at the surprise on his faceplates, knowing that none of the other liaisons had bothered to remember the names of the Autobots. "I have managed to convince the council to allow you to have over half of the supplies you listed as priority. I sent the budget director, Carly, the list and she has already ordered them. They will arrive within the week."

Savannah's statement caused the medic to fall silent and study her closely before giving a slow nod. She was doing well… so far.

"Prowl, I have arranged for a construction crew to begin designing and building those shelves and file cabinets that you need in order to complete your job efficiently and effectively." She smiled up at the tactician, who was watching her with contemplative optics. "Hopefully you'll have them by the end of the month."

Prowl nodded to her in thanks.

"Wheeljack, I need to discuss a few of the things that were on your list with you." She sighed at him. "So please come to my office around four so we can clear the questions I have up."

"I will." The inventor sounded really chipper, someone was actually considering letting him have some of the items he wanted.

"For some reason, I received a request for two F-22 Raptors only an hour ago." Savannah glanced over at the older set of twins, who decided to try for innocence. "I have no idea what you need them for, so stop by my office after this meeting to discuss your reasoning for needing them, and we'll go from there."

The two of them froze in complete surprise, they had never expected her to agree to any bit of it… let alone consider their request.

"I hope to be able to work with all of you for quite a while." Savannah stated with a smile. "Please do not refrain from making requests for items that you need, and a few items that would help you all be more comfortable here. I assume you all know where my office is, and I would like to see you all there at one time or another. I hope you enjoy the rest of the day and thank you all for coming."

The woman smiled at each mech, noting the surprised expressions that they all had, and then simply walked out of the hangar.

"Prime…"

Optimus glanced over at the medic and found both Ratchet and Prowl staring at him.

"We're keeping this one." Prowl stated firmly.

"And any bot that chases her away will face my wrench." Ratchet growled and shot warning looks to both sets of twins.

Optimus only gave a small chuckle and nodded in understanding.

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NOW BETA'D BY Second daughter of Eve

My plot muse (that is what I will call it now, because it is most definitely a mix of a plot bunny and a muse) is sated. I have produced another chapter, and can now sleep.

If you read it, please review it!

Until all are one,

Chistarpax

Re-posted 7/3/13