I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS NOR WILL I EVER!

CHAPTER 1

It had almost been two years since Evera had joined Colonel Lennox's team in the NEST division. It was something that she wasn't entirely prepared for, what with protecting automobile aliens and all, but she knew she'd be okay from her prior experience with the military police. She'd seen the worst of the worst, so what's wrong with seeing the weird of the weird instead?

Colonel Lennox and his team had returned from a mission at Chernobyl; from the look on his face and for the fact that he had Director Mearing, the director of National Intelligence, on his heel, Evera made an educated guess that things had not gone as well as she had hoped they would.

She and Lennox made eye contact and he pulled her along with him towards the Autobots.

"Relieve the tension with the Autobots okay? You're really good at that shit." He whispered nervously in her ear.

She could only nod at her commanding officer, for if he asked her to relieve the tension of the Autobots, then she knew it was pretty freaking bad.

"Debrief them." He said as she walked away. She again nodded and walked towards the aliens who had become her closest friends.

"Okay you guys, I have to debrief you and you know that hardly ever happens with me so I'm sorry."

Ratchet, Ironhide, Bumblebee, and Mirage all transformed into their robotic selves like they always would to get more comfortable around her, but Optimus stayed as the Peterbilt Semi truck Evera admired.

"Prime, come on, what is this?" She asked after a few minutes, walking towards him.

Evera had never seen Optimus like this and it frightened her deep down, even though she wasn't going to admit it.

"He's pissed." Ironhide said simply.

"About what? Optimus come on." Evera pleaded as she moved closer to his grill plate.

A few more moments of silence and she could hear Colonel Lennox and Director Mearing on the move towards her and the Autobots.

They approached and Evera was forced to turn to her commanding officer with empty hands.

Lennox looked from her to Optimus, and back to her. Evera shrugged her shoulders and she looked over her shoulder with concerned eyes at Optimus as she moved next to Lennox.

"Who are you?" The director asked harshly at her phone, but Evera knew she was talking about her.

"First Lieutenant Evera Pryde ma'am, former military police Master Sergeant." Evera quickly stood at attention and that's when the director first took notice of her.

"First Lieutenant? What are you, eighteen?"

"Twenty-three ma'am." Evera replied.

She put up her hand. "Honestly Lennox, do all of the members of your team insist on calling me ma'am?"

Evera slouched her military posture and looked at the director in the face. "You are a woman aren't you?"

When the director turned her head in anger, Evera took a step back. "I mean no disrespect Director, but I was taught to call a woman with higher authority than me ma'am because it's respectful and I have a lot of respect for you." The last half was a lie and she was excited to get by with it.

Optimus made a quiet sound with his stacks and Evera turned her head around to glance at him. It was almost as if he had laughed at her last line knowing it was a lie. She had to try really hard not to smile at him.

"So I take it you are in charge of the Autobots then when they come back to this base?" The director said as she tried to advert the conversation to something less embarrassing for herself.

"That is correct." Evera replied as she looked out at the Autobots with a soft, caring smile.

"Then could you get anything out of them?" The director asked harshly.

Evera turned her gaze back to the director and Lennox and swallowed nervously. "Unfortunately not, ma'am. They're very tightly wound today. I can usually get them to talk, especially Optimus, but he's really pissed off from what the guys tell me."

"So what is this? The silent treatment?"

Evera tried to hold back a scoff, but it was too late. She blushed as she replied, "No ma'am. I have seen that, but this is a lot worse."

She could internally sense it too. He was wound tighter than a freaking top and it was only a matter of time before he was going to spin out of control.

"He's not in to talking to anybody today." Mirage replied in his thick Italian accent, coming to Evera's aid.

Evera sighed softly as she turned back to Optimus really concerned. "Lennox, are you sure that she is capable of doing this job? Even their own leader won't cooperate with her."

Evera was about to speak, but she jumped at the loud, almost growling, transformation of Optimus Prime.

"You lied to us! Everything humans know of our planet we were told had been shared, so why was this found in human possession?"

"We were not told of this either. It was director only clearance." The director replied.

Director Mearing then went on to explain how the 1969 moon landing was done in response to an event.

Evera listened intently as Optimus Prime began to fill the gaps in her story, saying that the event was indeed done during the War for Cybertron, in which a ship, called the Ark, crash landed on to the moon. Thus they lost all chance at winning the war and both sides retreated to space.

"What was the ship carrying?" The director asked.

"The great Sentinel Prime, he was the commander of the Autobots before me." Prime spoke with a hint of sadness.

Suddenly Evera got chills. Prime had never mentioned that name to her, or anyone else, before but it felt like she had heard that name before and knew it well, sometime long ago.

"Hey, you okay?" Lennox asked gently.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just got a bit of a chill."

Suddenly the conversation was over between Optimus and Mearing, and she was complaining to Lennox about how to get the Autobot ship in to space to retrieve the Ark and how much money and man power that would take.

She was really starting to get on Evera's nerves.

"I apologize for not speaking with you Evera. I did not want my anger to be taken out on you."

Evera quickly turned her head, noticing that Optimus was speaking to her as he knelt down so she could look into his optic. "Oh, don't worry Optimus. I'm glad it wasn't anything worse!"

She smiled at him and he nodded in acknowledgement as she turned back to the Autobots. "Okay. Since that went fantastically well, why don't I just do your inspections before you head out to get the Ark? Just to make sure you guys are okay."

They all understood and turned in to their vehicle modes for inspection. Evera thought this would help her get her mind of Sentinel Prime, but it didn't. The idea of him kept gnawing at her and she had no idea why.