Chapter 2

Percy sighed softly as she stood in the backyard of the Witwicky household. She watched with amusement as Sam jumped when one of the Autobots activated their holoforms in front of him in order to try and get Sam to scream. Percy had been invited to a backyard barbecue and had arrived an hour ago, helping Judy set everything up as Judy had not only invited the Autobots and Percy, she had also invited all of NEST and Mikaela. The soldiers that weren't on duty had shown up with the Autobots dressed in civvies and were lounging around in the large pool that Percy had snapped into existence when she had arrived.

"Percy! We can keep the pool after the party right?" Judy asked, coming over and handing her a yeungling beer bottle, clutching a coors light beer in her other hand for herself. Percy smiled softly at Judy.

"Of course you can, Judy. I can also get you that hot tub you've been wanting too."

Judy smiled widely. "Oh that would be just wonderful! I've been wanting a hot tub to skinny dip in for years but Ron has always said no… but if you could wait until after this whole thing, that would be perfect."

"Sounds good, Judy. Now go on, have some fun with embarassing your son."

Judy grinned wickedly. "Okay, dear."

Judy then walked over to where Sam had yet again been pranked by Sideswipe and was talking to Mikaela, and as she got closer, she began to act like she was drunk. It was hilarious.

"What troubles your mind?" a deep voice asked, a holoform suddenly appearing beside her.

Percy turned and smiled at Optimus. "Nothing, Optimus. I am fine."

"Do I need to have Ratchet come over?" Optimus threatened slightly with a small smile. Percy threw her head back and laughed, causing all of the Autobots and some of the humans to look over and smile automatically at her joy.

"No, Optimus, you don't. I am just waiting for some unexpected guests to show up in about three minutes. So, please, let the others know to hold off on activating and unactivating their holoform programming." Optimus's eyes dimmed for a minute as he activated the comm link and informed his Autobots.

Just in time too for the doorbell rang. "Hey, Ron, you think you could grab that?" Judy asked, thinking that it was going to be some more soldiers. But all of the soldiers that had the time off were here, so now not only were the Autobots tense, but so were the soldiers. All of their attention was split between watching Percy calmly sipping from her beer and watching the back door for the unexpected visitors.

Through the door coming behind a now pale faced Ron came three tall men. One being Agent Coulson, Agent Barton, and Director Fury, all three armed to the teeth underneath their clothes and there was most likely a team or two of agents ready to storm into the yard.

Percy ignored the tension and instead greeted the three of the men with a grin. "Ah, Agents! Director! Welcome to the Barbecue! I had thought maybe your invitations got lost in the mail but you guys showed up just in time. Why don't you guys grab a beer, pull up a chair, and we'll talk?"

The three men from SHIELD remained still.

"Miss Jackson, this is us calling you in." Director Fury said. "This isn't a social call."

Percy raised an eyebrow as she approached them, handing her empty beer bottle to Optimus who threw it away for her. Between one step, and the next, she had three different types of unopened beers in her hands. A summer shandy, space station, and another Yeungling.

"I thought that whenever Stark was involved in something, it was always a sort of happy hour? No? My mistake then." She gave the three unwillingly men each a beer before snapping up a twix bar. "Here's some beer for the road then for you because I'm sure you are going to need it by the end of this venture we are embarking on with each other."

The three men exchanged glances before Agent Barton shrugged and placed the bottle of beer into his quiver, knowing she was probably right. "Miss Jackson, I can't thank you enough for saving me the other day from what Loki planned on doing to me." Agent Barton held out a hand to shake Percy's which she returned with a firm shake.

"Tis no problem, Agent Clint Barton. Now, I think we've got to make a plan to deal with a pagan suffering from daddy issues like a modern, more powerful Draco Malfoy?" Percy asked, recieving a slight chuckle and smirk from Clint and Coulson.

Fury stared at her silently for a moment. "That's about right. Now, are you going to come in willingly?"

Percy smirked as the Autobots and soldiers behind her bristled at the silent threat towards her. "Why, of course, I'll come. I can never pass up the oppurtinity from going on an adventure to stop our world from ending. In fact, this is the third time in less then two years something like this has happened!" Percy then turned and shot a smile and goodbye to NEST soldiers and Autobots and walked out of the Witwicky household and towards the black SUV that was parked at the curb amongst the expensive alt forms of the Autobots. The SHIELD agents followed after her after getting over their surprise at her words.

"What do you mean that this is the third time something like this has happened?" Fury growled, not even letting her get into the SUV as he had locked it when they had pulled up to the Witwicky household. But Percy just snapped her fingers, causing the SUV to unlock the doors.

Percy smirked at Fury's expression. "I'm sorry, Director, but that information is classified."

"By whom?"

"Why me, of course! Now let's go! I can't wait to get this party started! Clint, you wanna try my mom's cookie recipe? I promise they'll be the best tasting cookies you've ever had."

And then they were off to the quinjet in the desert that would then take them to the helicarrier.

And Percy was right. The blue chocolate chip cookies were the best he had ever had, which caused him to almost shoot Coulson when Coulson took two cookies for himself and Fury, as they were too good to share with anyone. But Percy's promise to snap some more up for him, restrained his reaction but only slightly.

Percy looked out the window at the passing houses of Tranquility, thinking about whom else was going to be waiting for them on the helicarrier. Steve Rogers, Percy said, speaking into the soldier's mind from where he was in his room by himself on the helicarrier. At the almost long forgotten voice in his head, Steve shot up from his bed.

It's you!

Yes, it is. And you and I will be meeting real soon, Steve.