Note: this story starts out slow; never fear, it'll get better. I'm not gonna give you a summary P You'll just have to read if you really wanna find out.

Disclaimer: I DON NOT own Transformers or any part of the name; it's a simple fanfiction. nod

OH YEAH; Do not send me any little flames. I've got a bucket of water beside me and I know people don't like to be soaking wet.

Enjoy!

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Around a week later, Liz was working on a car, when her car's radio turned on and started playing one of her favorite slower songs. Looking at the car, she gave it an astonished look and then glared at it again.

"You think that's going to get my attention and get me to do anything you're dead wrong." She muttered, recalibrating the engine of another car and grumbling to herself about attitude cars.

Suddenly the music went off and all she could hear was her music again, no one else was home but her, and yet, it seemed as though there was someone else around.

Looking around, Liz set down her tools slowly and looked to the door. 'Why do I feel like someone is watching me...?' And suddenly there was more music coming from the car. Another one of her slower songs. "How do you know this...?"

Siting down, she stared at the silver car before her with confused eyes and mouthing the words to her song. Her voice soon pipped up and she got up, walking over to the car, which opened its own door, as if beckoning her to get in. And she did, but slowly, still watching the car with careful eyes, still confused.

She buckled up and just watched as the car started on it's own and slowly back up, before driving carefully out into a more remote part of Tokyo. It stopped and sat, facing a full moon. "Why...are we here?" She asked slowly, watching the car put itself in neutral.

"So you can stop being so angry with me and kicking me. It's starting to piss me off and hurt." A low, loud, semi-metallic male voice said.

"You can talk...I thought so." Liz muttered, staring at the car for a moment and then getting out to look it over again. "But...how do you talk...you're a car. They don't talk. I've worked on a lot this week alone and none of them talk or play songs trying to kiss ass on their radio..."

"...You could've asked that in the first place. You didn't have to go punching me and kicking me." The voice retorted rather angrily.

"You haven't said how it is that you're able to speak to me." Liz muttered, putting her hands behind her head as if relaxing on an invisible wall behind her.

"I'm not from this world. Earth. I'm from another planet. One I'm rather sure you haven't heard of." And suddenly, Liz jumped to attention.

"You were the only one that saw my drawing of the symbol! YOU stole it!" She screamed and smacked the car. "Why the hell did you feel the need to steal from me?!" Her tone was cold and felt like ice, even to the car in front of her.

"Because, I know that symbol." It said rather quietly. "It's not one you want to see here..."

"I didn't see it here." She replied quickly, looking at the car. "I saw it in San Diego. Over seas." She added, looking at the car, with a curious look again. "What does the symbol mean?"

"It's...the symbol of my enemy...The ones who attacked the US four years ago. Where did you find this symbol?" Voice soft still, for a previously pissed off car.

"I saw it on a jet, back in San Diego. What do you mean your enemy? What ARE you?" Liz's questions flew like darts into the mood of the Solstice.

"Chill! Damn! I'm getting' there! If you saw it on a jet, I have business to attend to." He replied.

"You're MY car, you're staying with me." Liz replied, her look colder than before. "You're not going ANYWHERE until you've explained everything to me! I'm not going to sit here CLUELESS!" She yelled, holding a fist that threatened to come down on the car's hood again.

"FINE! Stop yelling and put your fist down! I don't like being HIT by a human!" He yelled back, moving away from her a little. "I'll tell you everything if you'll just calm down." This added, he waited for Liz to relax and soon, saw her take a seat on a rather large rock.

"Okay, talk." She snapped, losing her patience.

"For future reference, my name is Jazz. I'm an autobot – don't question me till I'm done talking – I came to this planet four years ago, to protect your world from being destroyed. I'm from a planet called Cybertron. And the enemy I spoke of earlier are called the decepticons. They're intent on using human technology to their advantage. We're not sure on their current ideas for this world."

"What the hell?! No no, I'm asking questions. WHAT ATTACK?!" Liz questioned, leaning toward the car a little.

"The attack on the President. That was lead by Megatron, leader of the decepticons. We know that the US destroyed the remaining parts of the decepticons, but two weren't found. Starscream and Barricade were left, and we haven't been able to find them until now."

"We..." Liz responded, her foot twitching.

"There are more autobots on Earth. I'm not the only one." He replied, moving closer to her. "I figured you can help us, especially after I saw the picture of the decepticons..."

Liz sighed out and got up before walking over to put her hand on the hood of the Solstice. "What if that jet, Starscream, followed me to Japan? What are you going to do then?"

Jazz was caught off guard. "I... I suppose I'll have to stay with you to protect you..." He replied rather gently. "Humans don't stand a chance against the decepticons... But I need to find a way to tell Optimus about Starscream..."

Liz looked up from her spot on the ground and then blinked. "Can't you communicate through wavelengths or something? Cause if you can't how the heck do you intend to get to the US? SWIM?!"

Flustered, Jazz seemed to growl at her before thinking. "Just don't worry about me. I'll figure out something. But you're right. I can't leave you here to defend yourself. They know you've seen... And paid a whole heck of a lot more attention to it than most people."

Liz nodded lightly and then sighed. So what do we do now Jazz? Do we just act cool until me and my Uncle's time in Japan is up?"

Jazz thought for a moment. "If I can get a hold of Optimus, you may have to accompany me back to America." He finally responded and then seemed to look back toward Tokyo. "But the adult would be best staying here..." He added, turning his attention back to Liz. "Would that be okay?"

Liz thought for a moment. "To keep him safe, it'll be fine with me, but I know he'll argue against it. He did that...the last time I was in trouble..." She muttered softly.

Jazz gave her a moment to just think before speaking up eventually. "We'd better get you home in any case. I don't want you getting in trouble with anyone."

Liz nodded and walked over to the passenger seat, attempting to relax in the car which she now considered partially human. She buckled up and Jazz slowly began to drive back to the house. "I'm sorry I hit you." Liz finally muttered and Jazz only chuckled.

"I guess I was being difficult. It happens, just try not to do it anymore." Jazz added.

"Will you let me give you a tune up? Something in the engine doesn't sound right." She inquired, smiling at the car a little.

Sighing, Jazz seemed to take his time thinking. "Fine, just be careful. Those tools are cold and tickle! Don't like that all too much."

Liz giggled some and nodded, only leaning against the window to watch the scenery fly by, and the time go slowly until they rolled up to the house.

A few weeks went by, Liz and Avery kept working on cars, and Liz seemed to go out more at night, only to drive back out to the spot and learn more about Jazz, and him learn more about her.

A certain night was really peaceful and calm until Jazz and Liz rode up with his music blasting and Liz singing along to it. They stopped and Liz got out. Jazz kept the music on and soon, Liz was laying on Jazz's hood, relaxing and singing still.

Slowly, the music seemed to tone down some. "Liz, there's another thing I think you ought to see about me since I've told you almost everything else."

Liz blinked and looked at the car for a second before nodding and sliding off his hood.

"Stand back, I need a bit of room for this one." He said, his tone gentle but demanding.

Liz nodded and stepped back as Jazz's body seemed to slowly shift and modify itself until before her stood a robot, three times her size. He looked down at Liz who's jaw had dropped in total awe of what had just happened. "This explains how you fight...but what are the..." She walked over and ran a finger over a welding mark on Jazz's left leg, which resulted in him twitching.

"In the fight four years ago... Megatron tore me into pieces..." Jazz muttered, looking away from Liz and his own body, out into the stars, his voice was cold and distant, just like Avery's when Liz made him feel guilty. "A friend of the autobots managed to put me together again...So I could fight another fight."

Liz smiled and looked at Jazz, only to respond with hugging the robot's leg and sighing. "Don't be so down. You sound like Ave when he remembers what happened to me a while back..."

Jazz blinked and slowly sat down by Liz. "You never told me what happen to make him so watchful over you..." His tone had changed to a rather caring one, though still distant.

"When I was four years younger, my uncle bought me my first motor bike... I was doing donuts in his field across from his house... And I hit a rock...about the size of your foot. And flew into the ground...when I did that, I severed a nerve in my neck..." She muttered, pulling her hair to the side to show her tattoo and a trail of stitches scars that branched off of it. "They had to do emergency surgery..." She added, letting her fingers trail against her scar, sighing. "He's always worried I'm going to get hurt again, and it'll be his fault...Or at least he thinks it'll be his fault...just like that time... He won't stop blaming himself..."

Jazz blinked a bit and looked down at Liz, nodding and then sighing out. "That's a good reason to be worried... Gives me more of a reason to be on guard around you."

"Are you calling me clumsy?" Liz asked, offended.

"No! No, no! I'm just saying! I don't want you to get hurt under your Uncles watch!" Jazz held up his claws in defense and Liz seemed to think this over and then slowly nod and climb up to sit on Jazz's knee.

"What happens Jazz, when they attack over here and you're the only one that can fight them off?" Liz asked, looking up at him.

Sighing, he leaned back on one giant arm and looked up. "If it's Starscream, I can handle him, at least I'm pretty sure I can. For once I actually wish Ironhide were here to help out. Toughest one in the group when it comes to combat... And oh god do I hate admitting that one..."

Liz couldn't help but smile at Jazz's defiance against this 'Ironhide' but then looked up at the sky. "Maybe we do need to go to the states..." She said absentmindedly, still gazing at the stars.

Jazz nodded himself, looking down at the fleshling that sat on his knee and then out to the stars.

They stayed out in the night for a while, contemplating how to get Jazz over the ocean, and inquiring how he got there in the first place.

"I think...if I remember correctly, I was sent over here, ordered by Optimus to check and see if Starscream was overseas or not... Now I'm glad they aren't...all of this technology would destroy the world..." Jazz finally said, looking down at Liz who was looking up at him with worried yes. "I've kept you safe for two weeks, I promise to keep you safe longer."

Liz smiled softly and relaxed against his metal chest, her thoughts sorting themselves one by one. "We'll have to wait and see what happens before we decide about going to the states. I don't want to up and leave and nothing happen, leaving Avery here."

Jazz nodded in agreement and watched Liz for a bit, before shifting his body some and looked back up at the sky, his features becoming distressed. "Not here...not now...Dammit!" He roared, setting Liz on the ground and standing over her. "Not tonight."

Liz looked up and to her dismay, a jet screamed by overhead, only to suddenly transform and land in front of herself and Jazz. It's body was more bulky and shiny. "Hand her over weakling."

Jazz growled and took a fighting stance. "What do you need her for?! She's just a fleshling!"

Liz blinked and backed down, crouching behind Jazz's leg and staring up, wide eyed, at the opposing robot.

"She knows of us. And she could be of help repairing and finding technology for us." The other one growled and grinned maliciously. Taking a step forward. "Hand her over... Her knowledge could reproduce a copy of the all-spark! NOW HAND HER OVER!"

Liz squeaked and Jazz growled, stepping toward the jet and growling out. "Starscream, Back off! Go back to your hell hole in space! I won't let you take her when she's under my watch!"

"No, I think I'll take her by force." Starscream crooned before rushing towards Jazz with loud thudding footsteps. "Move out of my WAY!" He yelled, taking a flying leap at Jazz, who in return held his ground and locked with Starscream.

Liz ducked behind a rock and watched the new battle before her. "You can do it Jazz!" She yelled, pipping up only when Starscream was seeming to over power Jazz.

Before she could pipe up again, Jazz's right claw changed into his cannon, aiming it right at Starscream and firing off round after round, knocking the giant back. But the retaliation was speedy and before Liz knew what had happened, she felt a sharp pain in her right arm, and her body tightened up. "Not again..."

Eventually, after the most of the fight was over with, the jet began to laugh and switched back to his US fighter form before taking off in the direction of the US.

Jazz growled and then looked back down at Liz who was tensed up and obviously in a lot of pain. "Liz! What happened?!" He questioned rather hastily, looking at her arm.

"You... tell me. I was watching when all of the sudden my arm started to hurt..." Looking around, she saw a boulder on the ground right by her arm. "It got knocked into me... Jazz I need help, that hit knocked my nerve loose again..."

Nodding, Jazz quickly transformed back into the Solstice and sped off towards Avery's.

"AVERY! Come on!" Liz screamed, wincing at the ever creeping pain.

Avery ran out saw Liz and freaked; only to jump into the drivers seat of the car and speed off.

Then they were all speeding to the hospital, Liz gasping in pain every now and then as the fire she'd once felt before began to climb further and further toward her neck.