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Transformers And Anything Related To Any Outside Sources In This Story Does Not Belong To Me. Everything Else However Belongs To Me.

Warning:

Involves Mentions Of Violence, Torture, Arrestment, Language, As Well As Threats, Blackmail, Sexual Harassment, And Gun Violence. And A Fear Of Heights and Descriptions Of Graphic Injuries Of The Alien And Human Variety.

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"Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes."

― George Orwell, 1984

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Sam stared at outside the windows of the car. She wondered whether her parents were safe. If they were being treated well. She hoped that the agents wouldn't do anything drastic to them. They weren't involved with the mess she made. And it was a mess. Sam, Mikaela, and Miles were captured by government dogs, the Autobots were missing, and the key to saving the world was in her hands. Everything was a mess and she didn't know where to start to fix it.

While Sam was contemplating how the situation went to FUBAR, Mikaela was more concerned about the fact that the agents knew where to find them. How did they know where to find us? What do they know about the Autobots? Were they involved with Megaton? And most importantly, what were they going to do to us? Mikaela wished that despite whatever happens that she would be able to stay with Sam and Miles. She didn't think she would be able to handle what the agents have in store for her without them. If they were separated then the situation might become even more volatile.

Unlike Sam and Mikaela, Miles thoughts were simpler. He thought about how weird it was to meet aliens. Or more specifically, robot aliens. Then there was the fact that they got bagged by a secret agency. Like in movies. He wondered if that meant he was a in a Sci-Fi blockbuster. If he was then would he get the girl? Or would Sam? Because Sam was totally the hero. Or heroine. Though that makes it sound as if Sam was a drug. Which she totally was not. Unless that was the secret plot twist in the movie.

Unfortunately, their thoughts of doom, gloom, and insanity were interrupted by Simmons' cough. All three teenagers focused on Simmons. When he gained their attention, Simmons decided it was time to interrogate them starting with the daughter of the couple he took in. "So you must be Samantha Carol Witwicky? We have some questions for you. Answer them and you won't have to be held in protective custody for long." Simmons said, a smarmy smile on his face. Before Sam could reply Mikaela butted in. "And why does she have to answer you?" Mikaela asked protectively. Simmons glared, "I was talking to Sam here, little girl."

Mikaela became angry at what he said. "Who are you calling little girl, Jackass?" Mikaela growled out. "You know Banes, you should shut up. Otherwise we wouldn't want that your criminal record to be brought up. Or, we could, hold your father's prison sentence for a few more decades. After all, it's just a matter of time till you go to jail. You know what they say like father like daughter." Simmons said. Mikaela shocked at what he said moved back away from him. Sam and Miles, on the other hand, were surprised at the fact that Mikaela had a criminal record.

"Wait, you have a criminal record?" Miles asked Mikaela. Simmons answered in him instead. "Little Miss Princess here, has a criminal record for car thefts. It was blocked out from public because the Judge thought that the only reason she helped her father was because of family relation. So the case was taken off her permanent record. I have the power, however, to put it back in and make her life very difficult from here on out. After all, who would want a person with a criminal record from a young age as an employee? Or even a college student? She would just ruin their reputation."

Sam glared at Simmons. "What kind of asshole are you?" She said, angry at the blackmail. "I'm the asshole in charge. And I want some answers. Or I might just do something even more drastic." Simmons replied. Sam twisted her lips at the hidden threat but decided to comply. She held a hand up to both Miles and Mikaela, knowing that they would be bristling at the hidden threat. She needed both of them to comply as well. Otherwise this would become very messy.

"Fine. I'll answer your questions. But only on the condition that my parents would be released and that you delete Mikaela's criminal record. Otherwise, my mouths shut." Sam bargained. Mikaela stared at Sam, surprised at what she was asking. I've only became your friend for a few days. Why are you doing this? Simmons narrowed his eyes but grudgingly nodded. "Alright, Baby Doll. Your wish is my command." Simmons mockingly replied. Sam wrinkled her nose, crept out by the way Simmons was eyeing her body.

"As you know, my name is Agent Seymour Simmons. However, I'm not from RRR. I'm from Sector Seven, a secret branch of the government that was created to search, detain, and research NBLs: Non-Biological Life forms. Or as conspiracy nuts call them, aliens. It's my job to make sure that the government has knowledge of the NBLs. A few nights ago an NBL landed on earth. We followed its signal to your small town and narrowed it down to your house. We found traces of that signal in your house leading us to believe that you have come contact with them. It was only your deer-in-the-headlights expression when I talked about extraterrestrials that solidified my theory of you having more knowledge of what was going on. It's why we've taken you into custody. Your parents are only here as a precaution." Simmons explained.

While Simmons was explaining the situation, Miles was staring outside the window. It was only when he spotted a yellow Camaro closing in that he decided it was a good idea to interrupt. "Uh, Agent Dude. I think you made a mistake." Simmons raised his eyebrows. "Oh, well enlighten me on what I have done." Miles replied, "Your first mistake was taking the friends of Alien Robots into custody. Your second was taking your eyes off the road." It took Simmons a few seconds to process what Miles said. Simmons eyes widened. "What-"

A gigantic metal foot stepped into the path of the car. The car, which contained Sam, Mikaela, and Miles, swirled of the street and crashed into a street sign. The sound of giant footsteps alerted the occupants in the car that the vehicle was being surrounded. "You made an unfortunate mistake taking those in my protection." A deep voiced rumbled. The agents tumbled out of the car one by one with the teenagers right behind them. The formed a protective barrier around Simmons and the teenagers against the car. It was only when they heard a whirring sound did everyone face upward.

Simmons stared at the five NBLs that surrounded them. It was only when Simmons registered what the NBL was saying did he began to understand what that Miles kid said before. The kids didn't just know about the aliens. They had direct contact! This was revolutionary. The only contact they had with NBLs was the hostile kind when they attacked spheres of influence on earth. But this . . . this was something else.

Optimus stared at the human who seemed to in charge of this situation and once again demanded, "Release my charges at once." Simmons snapped out of the daze he was in and replied, "Whoa, whoa, there big guy no can do. You see not only are these three little musketeers in federal custody but I don't have the power to comply with your demands. You see, it's all in our Human-Alien relations protocol. The only way I'm letting these chumps go is if I take you to my leader."

Miles stared at Simmons in astonishment and whispered to Sam and Mikaela. "Did he seriously make a 'take me to your leader' reference." "And I thought this day couldn't get any weirder from here." Sam said wryly. "Is he ignoring the fact that he's surrounded by gigantic alien robots with giant-ass guns trained on him?" Mikaela said eyeing the glowing barrel of Bumblebee's plasma gun.

"Would ya' like ta say that 'gain?" Ironhide growled out. The tip of his plasma gun sparking in Simmons direction. It made Simmons nervous to see the gun. "You wouldn't like to see us when we get told 'no'." Jazz said with a grin. "Ha, ha, ha. Come on. We could work this out, right?" Simmons forced out. "We will leave that to our charges." Optimus regally nodded to the direction of the teenagers.

Simmons faced the three teenagers who stood against the car unafraid of the situation. "Come on, guys, help me out?" He said with a forced grin. Miles hummed and rubbed his chin in thought. Mikaela leaned in and started to whisper in his ears. While that occurred Sam stealthily removed the glasses from her bag and pocketed them. She didn't want to leave them behind after all (ReMEmbEr). It was only a few minutes later that Mikaela leaned back, a smug expression on her face.

Miles started at the agents with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "You know, I think I could help you out." Simmons sighed in relief but felt uneasy. It was only with the next words that came out did Simmons realize why.

"Oh my God, I can't believe you did that Miles!" Sam huffed out through the peals of laughter that poured out of her mouth. "Me! It wasn't even my idea. It was Mikaela's." Miles answered hysterically. "Mikaela . . . ? My God, you're . . . you're evil." Sam told her. Mikaela grinned in response. "I still can't believe that they actually stripped naked and called themselves girls." Miles said while wiping his eyes of tears. "Who cares about that? I still can't believe that they said that they wanted to kiss all the boys and that they suck." Sam replied.

"Scanning Complete. Location Found." Was the message that came from the radio. This message broke all three teenagers from their amusing conservation. "It's done, Bumblebee?" Sam asked the car they were in. "You betcha'." Bumblebee replied. Mikaela sighed happily. "Great that means we can le-" The sound of helicopters interrupted Mikaela.

Bumblebee began to swerve off the road. "Whoa! What the hell is happening here?" Miles yelled. "I believe that the humans who have captured you have called for assistance." Ratchet said, using Bumblebee's radio to talk to Miles. Optimus radioed in to all his men. "Autobots, spread out. Our current objective is to escape from human detection. Bumblebee, your job is to bring the humans to safety. Is that clear?" Everyone gave out an affirmative.

Soon they started to split. First Jazz, then Ironhide. Ratchet left afterwards with his sirens on to distract the helicopters. Only few of the helicopters left. The rest kept on track of Bumblebee and Optimus. Optimus and Bumblebee suddenly split with Optimus heading to the right to distract the helicopter and with Bumblebee turning left trying to get his charges to safety.

He began to head toward the railroad bridge. When he reached the bridge he quickly transformed and sloppily caught Sam, Miles, and Mikaela before they hit the ground. He then started to climb the bridge with one arm. When he reached the top he pressed himself closely to the bridge to hide from the few helicopters that began to hover near the entrance of the bridge.

Miles moved a bit from the spot he was dumped unceremoniously at by Bumblebee wanting to see what was happening. He stepped closer to the edge peering out from behind Bumblebee's figure. He took one more step and slipped off Bumblebee's hand. "Ahhh!" "Miles!" Mikaela screamed. She quickly reached out and snagged Miles' leg stopping him from falling to his death. However, the unexpected weight caused Mikaela to also fall off Bumblebee (nO).

They only stopped because of the hand latched onto Mikaela's leg. Miles glanced upwards and saw Sam holding onto Mikaela's leg with one arm while the other arm held onto the edge of Bumblebee's hand. He could see the strain it was putting on Sam to hold onto the edge. Sam's fingers were slipping causing her eyes to widen in fear. She tried to pull herself up onto the hand but this only caused her hand to slip leading all teenagers to their deaths (sToP).

However, before they could hit the ground Bumblebee jumped down from his hiding place and caught them in his hand. He then landed roughly in the sidewalk but was able to avoid getting his charges injuries. While he slowly tried to stabilize himself from the landing he gently let all three teenagers down on the ground and checked them over for injuries. Sam glanced up at Bumblebee with worry. "Are you okay, big guy?"

Before Bumblebee could answer Sam a grappling hook circled around Bumblebee's arm and pulled him to the ground. This seemed to be the signal for more grappling hooks to spring out from the dark and hook onto Bumblebee. The hooks kept forcing Bumblebee down and judging by the painful sounding beeps Bumblebee emitted, the takedown was occurring with extreme prejudiced (DoN't). All three teenagers turned around and were met with the site of agents dropping from the helicopters and surrounding them. It was only when they began to spray Bumblebee with a fire extinguisher did Sam, Mikaela, and Miles began to act.

Mikaela tackled one of the agents holding onto the grappling hook. She began to struggle with the agent trying to make him let go of the hook. Behind her another agent came and grabbed her off of the previous agent restraining her. This caused Miles to jump on the same agent restraining her which ended up with all three of them landing on the floor and becoming disoriented.

While this occurred Sam went to one of the agents with the fire extinguisher and tried to forcefully stop him. "Stop it! You're hurting him!" She yelled out (pLeASe). The agent simply pushed her away which caused her to fall to the ground. Sam tried to get up again but one of the agents went behind her and hit her head. This made her lose consciousness.

Bumblebee . . . I'm sorry, Sam thought. The image of Bumblebee screaming in pain was the last thing she saw.

(rEmEMbEr)

In another location, all four of the Autobots met up. It was Ironhide that first noticed something was wrong. "Where's the little rascal?" He asked, scanning the area for his protégé. Ratchet looked up from the map he was examining and frowned with worry. "He should have come back by now." It was Jazz who brought up the concern, "Maybe he's captured." Optimus frowned at that thought. "Ratchet, have you located where the Allspark is?" He asked. "What 'bout Bumblebee, Prime?" Ironhide rumbled out. Optimus sighed and turned to stare at the night sky.

"I believe that where the Allspark is, Bumblebee would be there as well."

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Sorry Not Sorry . . . But I Want To Kiss All The Boys

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Author's Note:

This chapter was called Sorry Not Sorry because Sam, Mikaela, and Miles weren't really sorry about humiliating the agents.

Did anyone catch the RvB reference? I was really into the Blood Gulch Chronicles when I first started to watch it so I thought it would be funny to include a little bit of that in the story.

Also there would at least be four to six more chapters until the actual time traveling occurs so sorry about the fillers. It's just that the fillers set up a lot of the background for the time traveling.