So… um… interesting guesses guys…

You'll find out who Melvin and Harold are in this chapter now…..

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"Jazz, for the last time." Savannah sighed in exasperation. "Hold still."

"But it tickles!" Jazz quivered as Savannah tried to fit the jack underneath his axle.

"And you're not going to get your tire fixed if you don't hold still!" Savannah snapped. "Now hold on so that I can get this under your axle before Katrina and her partners get here. If they have to do it, they'll notice your quivering and then the cat will be out of the bag."

"Fine." Jazz muttered, but held as still as he was able to. After several more bouts of laughter and even a round of Savannah cursing the TIC she managed to get the jack under his axle.

"Now activate your hologram before I take away your music privileges." She snarled just as a sports car and a Jeep pulled up.

"Yes ma'am."

"And don't call me ma'am."

"Whatever you say kitten." Jazz laughed as his hologram stepped out of the driver's side.

"Shit, Jazz, you are going to have to respond to the name 'Jim' until we leave my family's home." Savannah stated firmly. "Jazz isn't a human name."

"And I will go by Orion." Optimus stated from where he had been watching the exchange between the other two.

"Okay, got it…" Savannah nodded, just as she turned and smiled at the blonde haired woman who stepped out of the Jeep. "Katrina!"

"Geeze Anna, you always seem to get yourself into these situations." Katrina laughed as she stepped forward and wrapped her sister in a hug.

"Yeah. It seems like it doesn't it."

"You never could change a tire."

"Oh shut it." Savannah scowled at her sister. "I had a hell of a time getting the jack under the axel too."

And she elbowed Jazz's hologram with enough force to knock the breath out of him. When he winced and rubbed the sore spot she gave him a questioning glance.

"It does hurt to get elbowed in the ribs you know." He stated, and Savannah realized that the holoforms could feel pain.

"Sorry Ja-im. Sorry Jim, I forgot that you bruise easily." Savannah ducked at the suspicious look that Katrina gave her.

"Oh, Katrina, this is Jim and Orion. I work with them." She tried to pull it off.

At least until Melvin and Harold walked up and froze when they caught sight of 'Jim' and 'Orion.'

"Well frag me to the pit." The brown haired man, Harold, laughed.

"This is quite the coincidence." The other, black haired man—named Melvin—added.

"Guys, human terms." Katrina hissed, and then smiled sweetly at Savannah.

"They've been taking lessons on how to speak… ehm."

"Cybertronian, sister dear." Savannah deadpanned. "You have some explaining to do, as do the two of you… Melvin and Harold, if those are even your actual names."

"Mirage! Hound!" Jazz laughed. "Good to see you mechs!"

The two sisters deadpanned as Jazz greeted the other two, and then Savannah looked at the bemused expression that Optimus was sporting with a raised eyebrow.

"Mind explaining how you missed two of yours landing and not arriving at base?" She stated blandly.

"They must have landed when Red Alert had us under lock-down." Optimus sighed. "He does tend to over react sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Savannah stated with a roll of her eyes. "Anyway, Katrina, The silver car that needs a new tire is Jazz, Autobot third-in-command and the truck is Optimus Prime, the Autobot commander."

"Really?" Katrina was staring in between the two vehicles, and then she grinned at Optimus. "Sorry boss bot, but it Jazz is cooler simply because of his alt-mode."

Optimus shrugged to indicate that he didn't find any offense in her statement, and then turned to Hound and Mirage.

"The two of you are going to have to at least check into the base every now and again." The CO stated authoritatively. "Otherwise Prowl will have your helms."

"Yes sir!" Both saluted and went back to joking with Jazz.

"I swear this group is just like a frat…"

"Tell me about it… so how long have you known about the Autobots?" Katrina asked as she switched the bad tire for a good one, only to back up in order to let Jazz quit quvering.

"It tickles him when you touch the axle." Savannah sighed. "And technically, I've known about them for almost ten years. But I've only worked with them for a few months."

"Ten years… but that would mean…"

"Yep, Mission City." Savannah shrugged.

"So… what is your position on their base. Since I couldn't get in and find out."

Savannah shrugged again. "I'm the Autobot Liaison. And Dad better be in the hospital or I am going to put him there for taking me away from base."

"He's not." Katrina tightened the last lug nut and pulled the jack out from underneath Jazz. "He's paying for my trans-am to be re-painted to look like K.A.R.R. from Knight Rider, so I called you and told you that he was in the hospital for him."

"I'm going to kill him."

"Then who will you yell at during family reunions?" Katrina asked as she stood up straight. "Seriously sis, you need to think of these things before you go and kill somebody."

"Says the private eye." Savannah snorted, but she was grinning. "Okay, okay. I got the idea."

"I would hope so." Katrina laughed. "So… now what? I mean, I'm sure I'm not allowed to just leave now that you guys know about the fact that I know about the Autobots…"

"Nope, you get to come back to base with us. I'm sure we can find you a job to do." Savannah went to turn back to Optimus, only to pause when she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

She glanced up at the sky and her eyes narrowed, just before they flew wide and she cursed.

"That's a Decepticon symbol on that jet!" She pointed upwards, and the four Autobots followed her line of sight.

Optimus glanced around and then looked back at his mechs.

"We need to lead them away from this area." Optimus stated and then pointed toward the desert-ish area behind the truck stop. "Lets go."

"Wow, not even near Optimus more than ten minutes and there's already 'cons showing up." Hound laughed.

"I've told you before, he attracts them." Mirage grinned back with a shrug.

"Come on mechs, we gotta back Optimus up." Jazz ordered, going from fun-loving goof-off to serious command in a second. "You two stay here. Savannah, try to get ahold of the base and let them know that the 'cons have finally decided to appear."

"Will do. You guys be safe." She ordered in return. "I want to see your smiling faces when this is over."

"Hey, it's only one seeker." Jazz grinned. "Shouldn't be that hard."

And they were gone.

"Something tells me that this is more than just one seeker…" Savannah muttered, and then froze in place when she felt the ground shake. "Katrina…"

"Savannah!" The younger sister shouted as the ground at Savannah's feet seemed to explode. "Savannah! Can you hear me!?"

"Get back Katrina!" Savannah yelled in return as the dust settled.

Savannah was in a silver mechs grip as two more seekers flew overhead. She turned to glare at the mech who was holding her, only for her eyes to widen at the sight of scarlet optics glaring down at her.

"You're supposed to be dead." She breathed.

"So is the Prime… Liaison." The mech growled at her. "But he is very much alive."

"Savannah!" Katrina pulled out a small pistol and shot at the silver mech.

"Run Katrina, get their attention!" Savannah yelled back at her sister, though she didn't look away from the mech who held her. "Bullets aren't going to hurt him. Isn't that right…

Megatron?"

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And there we go. We got to find out who the partners were, and we got a twist in the story line.

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Until all are one,

Chistarpax