A/N: sorry it took so long. Been hectic around here. New job, birthday is coming up on Friday. Feb 15th people. It's getting close to the end for this fic and I thank all of you that reviewed. It means a lot to me.

Brandon sighed softly as he moved slowly down the hall. He was going to see if Kit was doing any better. What he saw when he got there wasn't what he expected. The bed was empty and there were a few trails of blood on the ground. The heart monitor had been turned off. Scrambling from the room he moved down the hall. Jazz was speaking with Blackout on something. Both bots looked at the human in confusion.

"Kit's missing!" he shouted.

That got a lot of people's attention. The bots moved forward gathering around the out of breath human. Storm Chaser and Mallard rushed past them once they heard Kit was missing from the base. Starscream chose at that moment to land gracefully on the base. The bot looked around in confusion. There was something wrong, but he couldn't understand what it could possibly be. Moving forward he headed towards his counterpart. Jazz was shocked when she saw Starscream walk up as if he expected the darker counterpart not to care that something had happened to the catalyst.

"Kit is missing."

"How she was still injured?" Starscream demanded. "Leave it to you idiots to loose her when she could hardly move."

"We think she might have been taken or had help getting out."

"Search the area," Starscream commanded of his companions.

Starscream leapt into the air again and shot forward toward somewhere. He didn't even know but something was guiding him away from the base. It was a sense of belonging that washed through him as he flew through the skies.

Kit got out of the car. She was dressed in civilian's gear. Her clothes consisted of black pants and a blood red t-shirt that had the logo of her favorite game on it. A baseball hat bearing the logo of a baseball team shadowed her eyes. The woman's dog tags swung freely back and forth around her neck. The driver sighed in annoyance.

"I hope you know what you're doing Kit."

"I'll be fine."

Anastasia only rolled her eyes remembering how incredibly reckless that Kit could be at times. For instance trusting the Decepticons with her life was an example. There were many other things that she didn't want to think about those other times.

"You're still as crazy as I remember."

"Thanks Anastasia," she stated dryly.

Kit wasn't paying attention to what Anastasia's facial expressions. She was looking around cautiously there could be friends and enemies alike in this place and she had to be wary. Every face could be a spy for the enemy.

"Take care of those wounds when you get a chance."

"Come on there not that bad and you know I've had worse."

"So says you and I know that. Trust me take care of those wounds."

Kit only shrugged. A bag was resting over her shoulder. A black blanket carefully tucked inside. She turned her back on her companion and headed into the crowd. She easily blended in with them. There was a tugging in her heart and mind that made her walk towards a white building. It was a huge white building, on the top was white statues. Shrugging her shoulders she moved into what looked to be an old abandoned church. Carefully she moved past the chain link fence and into the doors. She looked around. Dust motes danced around the room as she moved into it. Closing her eyes she could almost feel the energy that pulsed through the earth on this sacred ground. Looking around she spotted a stair case. Carefully she shouldered her bag until it was in a better position and moved towards the stairs. The pigeons stirred at her passing but didn't take flight in the skies. Their gentle coos urged her forward. Her steps were slow and cautious. A familiar and heartwarming feeling washed over her as she moved. It was like hunting, it made her long for the deep forests and the intense quiet. What she missed most was watching the various creatures that moved past her while waiting for her prey to come through. Many times during the seasons that she hunted in she saw the creatures that she'd later be hunting. She remembered happily how during squirrel hunting she'd see deer and was free to watch them pass without being pressed to shoot them and vice versa. Right at that moment she was amazed at how easily her thoughts always came back to hunting and those thoughts always lead to ones of her father. Shaking her head she moved up the stairs until she found herself staring out over the vast expanse of the city. Closing her eyes she allowed the sun to bathe her in its warmth like a familiar friend, a comforting presence welcoming her home after a long walk in the darkness.

The hum of a familiar thing made her eyes shoot open and up towards the sky. Tears started to sting her eyes as she watched a familiar figure came into view. She backed up a bit as he landed gracefully in front of her. Dirt and paper swished past her allowing her long dark hair to flop wildly behind her. He was down on one knee his arms outstretched to her. She dropped her bag and rushed towards him. Leaping up he caught her and hugged her. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. He stood up and held her against him with one hand.

"Starscream," she breathed softly.

As if saying his name jinxed him the ground beneath him exploded upwards. A silver clawed hand grabbed a hold of his leg and dragged the bot down. Starscream gently shoved her away from him as he vanished in the black abyss that had swallowed her partner. Her fingers reached for him as she screamed his name.

Kit came awake with a start. Rolling over to the side of the bed she dry heaved until her erratic breathing calmed. No one was around her thankfully telling her that she hadn't screamed her partners name for the entire world to hear. Kit rose from her bed and yanked the needles in her hands out. She tugged the heart monitors off and it sent the machines into flat line. Reaching over she turned the annoying machine off. Getting up she looked around for clothes. Army camouflage cargo pants and a plan gray t-shirt. Noticing blood was dripping slowly from the wound on her hand she went to the bathroom and let cold water rush over it till the blood stopped flowing. Sighing softly she moved towards the clothes and began to dress slowly. Her body was starting to feel sluggish.

"You know you shouldn't be up."

She turned around to see Anastasia leaning against the door frame. Kit ignored her and kept getting in her clothes.

"What do you care?"

"At one point in time I was your best friend."

"Those days are gone."

"I saw that. It's just like you to run away."

Kit laughed as she rose from tying her boots. Her dog tags tinkled as they hit one another.

"I didn't run away from home. You did. I didn't have much left after most of my family died so I came to the Navy to get stronger, but it doesn't seem to matter now anyway."

"I didn't run away from home."

"Then what do you call leaving home and not telling your mother you were leaving for good?"

Anastasia remained quiet. "That's what I thought."

Kit moved to the door. The other girl stood in her way.

"You think you're so special because your friends with those robots."

Kit's blue orbs hardened to sapphire stones. To her those were borderline fighting words. Anastasia was pushing it. Kit wasn't going to stand to have her partner and companions insulted. These robots treated her better than those she once called friends. Therefore the lieutenant knew her place was beside Starscream and Jazz.

"These transformers even if Decepticons have been my friends. They've taken care of me even though its not in their nature to take care of something that's below them."

"They've killed people. They killed your brother!"

"What happened five years ago is for me to deal with not you. I've dealt with the one that did it in my own way."

"How's that? Forgiving him?"

Kit looked at her ex-friend and pitied her.

"Such a selfish creature you've become. Being a fighter I've learned that life isn't forever and though you and Brandon are the past my future is with them."

"Selfish? You have no room to talk…"

"I should have guessed to you would say that again. I guess being protective of ones sister is being selfish."

The lieutenant could feel the vibration that Starscream produced through the floor. She knew it was drawing closer to the time that would either make or break the world. "I don't have time for this. My Destiny is awaiting me how about yours?"

Kit went to the window. Starscream was standing outside the window. She opened it and waited for Starscream bring his hand up. Kit climbed out the window and stood up in his hands.

"It's good to see you again Starscream."

"It's about time you woke up."

"Thanks Starscream."

"Are you ready for this Kit?"

"Ready as I'll ever be Starscream."

The big bot moved away from the window and headed towards the landing field. The familiar humming of chopper propellers made Kit smile as Blackout landed gracefully beside them. Thundercracker was next to land. The three bots looked down upon their human companion and shook their head at the endearing smile on the girl's face. Jazz and Jetfire came to stand in the slowly forming circle around the catalyst. The roar of a motorcycle engine made them start. Jake and Viper came up to stand beside Jazz. The human dismounted and allowed his partner to take his humanoid form. The group was gathering around her as she stood tall on Starscream's shoulder.

"My friends, my allies today we gather to prepare ourselves for a confrontation to end all confrontations."

"Cut it with the speeches Kit they don't become you," Starscream snapped.

"Jeeze Starscream ruin my creative thought."

"You have those?" Jake asked.

"Who asked you?" she growled playfully.

Starscream put his partner down. Kit smiled up at her big partner. Jake grabbed her wrist making her look at him in confusion.

"I need to talk to you."

She looked at her partners before following him away from her companions. Starscream kept a wary eye on him. They stopped far enough away so their conversation wouldn't be over heard by Decepticon, autobot, or human that might want to listen in to their conversation.

"What Jake?" she asked tiredly.

"Even after all these few days asleep you're still tired."

"When you dream you're not exactly resting, but that's not what you've asked to talk with me about is it?"

He shook his head and ran his fingers through his spiky dark brown locks.

"Jake?"

Before she could protest she was against the wall with his lips pressed against hers. He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers.

"I know that we got off on the wrong foot Kit but I…"

She shook her head before reaching up and threading her fingers through his hair and bringing him down for another kiss. In her life she hadn't been given a real kiss. His hand slid down her side to rest on her hip the other hand threaded through her hair. A loud cat call broke them apart. Brandon was smirking like an idiot. Kit's face turned a hundred shades of red before she buried her face against Jake's chest. A soft chuckle escaped the man leaning against her.

"Come on Kit Starscream is getting impatient to leave."

She nodded her head as she untangled from Jake's hold. His fingers wrapped around her wrist stopped her before she could leave his side.

"When you get back I want to get to know you."

Kit snorted then smirked at him as she moved away from him. His fingers slid from her wrist as she walked away. Brandon came up beside him and watched Kit rejoin her Decepticon and autobot companions.

"If she makes it back you better take care of her."

Jake just snorted as he watched Starscream transform and Kit haul herself up into the cockpit. It didn't take long before ever bot except for Viper to be off the base and headed towards L.A. There was a foreboding in the air that every creature on earth could feel. A cold gust of wind ran like icy fingers down Jake's back as he watched the vanishing group. The fate of the world rested on a human woman and a Decepticon to pull them through this. Everyone that knew them was hoping they made it back in one piece.