Author's Note: sorry about the long wait everyone. I've had a big case of writer's block lately. I hope to have chapter six up soon after this one is posted. Hopefully you will not have to wait this long again but I apologize in advance if this happens. I take both comments and criticism in reviews. Please R&R!! Ja ne!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters relating to Transformers, even though I own the DVDs. I only own my OCs that are in the story.

Carly

I sat with my arms wrapped around my knees. I could not believe what I had just heard. They thought that meeting Angel had been part of some plan that she had with the guy on the tape? I could not…no, I thought shaking my head, I would not believe it! There is no possible way that she would do something like that.

Though, under Optimus' orders Prowl had gone out shortly after that to continue watching her.

Standing up I headed towards the door. I just had to talk to Angel about what was going on. Until I heard about this… this… theory about her being true from her own mouth, there was no way I was going to sit around and do nothing.

"Carly!"

I turned to see Spike coming towards me. Smiling I waited as he caught his breath, apparently having run from the next room. "What?"

He stood up straight. "You have to stay here. Prowl's orders." He added seeing the shocked look on my face.

"Why?!"

"He doesn't want you getting hurt if what they believe about Angel is true. He doesn't want you hurt because she was your friend."

I snorted, arms ridged at my sides. "She still is my friend unless she herself tells me otherwise!" I cried and stormed off towards the med bay. Jeez, even Prowl didn't trust me now because of my knowing her and being close to Angel and her friends. Even though both Spike and I had only met them a few days ago.

I walked into the temporary med bay. Wheeljack sat in one corner fixing one of Rachet's instruments. Ratchet was sitting at a makeshift table reading some data pads that Jazz had given him earlier. He looked up at me and smiled as I walked over.

"Hey." He said. He brought down his hand to let me climb up before putting me onto the table.

"Bored?" I asked as I got down and sat next to the pile of data that he was going through.

"Yeah. Prowl tell you to say here?" Ratchet said. He glanced over at me for a second before returning back to read the data pad.

I nodded as I shifted and hugged my knees as I leaned against the data pile. "I just don't understand why they are being so jumpy about Angel and this whole situation."

Ratchet shrugged. "I don't like it anymore than you do Carly, but there isn't much that we can do from this end right now."

I sighed. "I know. I just hope she's alright…"

Angel

I closed the door and locked it and pulled the curtain before collapsing onto the couch. I don't think I could take this anymore. Having to sidestep my friends and not see them just because I had to dodge that bastard David left and right everyday was tearing me apart.

What was worse, if anything could be, was that in my mind I had the possibility blaring as loud as a siren, that the Autobots would get the wrong idea about the tape. That thought had sunk in since I hadn't seen anyone come down the hill to pull in front of my house across the street except for that black van.

Though little did I know that soon after I closed the curtain a certain police car did pull around the corner to view my house.

I threw an arm over my eyes. Since I couldn't really do anything else, some sleep would do me good. I had been restless the past few days and had only gotten possibly six hours of sleep total counting the last three days. Tara had called just after Prowl had left with the tape. I told her everything was fine but in my heart I knew she didn't believe a word of it. She usually never did unless I told her face to face, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Both she and Jen still had four more days down in Indy.

Turning off my cell I laid it down on the coffee table before turning so my back faced the windows. I shut my eyes to at least get some sleep, even though I knew it was going to be anything but peaceful… that is I would have if at that moment I hadn't heard the large crash from upstairs. I bolted upright, my left arm coming down on the back of the couch. I sat quietly for a moment before hearing the sound again, though this time it was more of a shifting and scraping sound.

Getting off the couch, I opened the closet door and grabbed the metal bat I had in there. I crept up the stairs, trying to keep calm but in my condition right then, that was kind of hard to do. The noise was coming from the door right across from the one that led into my bedroom. I could see some shadows moving about due to the fading sunlight but not enough to tell exactly how many were in there. As I got closer the sounds of movement seemed to stop.

Raising the bat I reached for the door handle but someone or something beat me to it, cause the next thing I knew was that I was on my back, pinned to the floor by something large and gold that resembled a lion. One of its front paws was holding down my wrist of the hand that had the bat in it while the other was right below my left arm.

I just stared into its eyes as it growled, giving me the once over it seemed. A second figure than appeared on my right. This one was a miniature robot, from what I could judge from my position he was about an inch shorter than me.

"Are you alright? Steeljaw back off!" he said.

The gold lion moved off me, backing up to block the doorway he had come from. I sat up slowly as the other bot came over to me.

"You okay?"

I looked up at him. "Besides getting pounced on by a huge lion? I guess so." I said, standing up.

"I'm sorry about that. We didn't know anyone was here in the house."

"Who are you and what are you doing here anyway?" I asked.

"Well, my name's Rewind and his is Steeljaw," Rewind said, pointing to the lion.

I put my hands on my hips. "Well? Can you answer my other question at least?"

He shifted from one foot to the other for a few moments.

'Just tell her already!'

I grabbed the bat again as I heard another voice. I looked between the two of them. There didn't seem to be another with them. I would have noticed a third shadow, even under the door. My eyes went back to Rewind when he finally spoke.

"Steeljaw and I were following some energy readings from some sort of weapon and traced it to here. You wouldn't know anything about it would you?"

"Weapon? No I don't… wait. Follow me."

I motioned for them to follow me downstairs. I placed the bat on top of the coffee table and then walked to one side of the couch I had been laying on and pushed it to one side, revealing a wooden trap door.

"What's that?"

"Someplace that even my friends don't know about. Wait up here."

Rewind

I watched the girl descend down the ladder into some sort of basement and out of sight. I looked over at Steeljaw as he walked around the bottom floor of the house, being careful not to go near the window. Prowl would have killed us if he had found out we were having any kind of contact with a human.

He had explained at the makeshift headquarters that we were to stay away from a certain human that both Spike and Carly had met. But I didn't think that this human was her.

The radar had picked up the strange energy readings ever since we had arrived here. It was Blaster's job to find out where the readings were coming from and Steeljaw and I had decided to find out on our own. Both Blaster and Prowl had suspected that the energy came from a Cybertronian object that was lost to us just before we came to Earth but neither of them could be sure until the object was located.

Steeljaw lifted his head from where he had been inspecting the bat the girl had been carrying and I watched as the she reappeared from the basement. She was carrying something in her arms that was wrapped in cloth. She closed the trap door and then sat down on the floor on top of it and slowly unwrapped the object.

It was a gun of sorts but not one that I had seen any human possess before. It was large and looked like something out of one of Sideswipe's Sci-fi movies. It was silver in color with clear blue glass on the top that held some sort of glowing rocks. There was on the end just above the trigger and revolver-like loader that had darts in it instead of bullets and looked to be aimed so that the dart went through the area where there rock liquid was.

"Is this was you were getting the readings from?" she asked.

Angel

I watched Rewind as he pulled out some sort of instrument and went over the weapon carefully as Steeljaw came over and inspected it for himself. Both working their way around every nook and cranny that could be found within the weapon's constructed form.

I had forgotten that I had the gun in the house. It was something of David's I had stolen from him three years ago when I had secretly gone back and snuck into the plant to destroy it after making copies of the data that was held in the computers. I had gotten the data and sabotaged the computers with a virus and then stolen this on my way out so that at least I was a working weapon to go with.

Having the weapon and the data had allowed me to find different antidotes as they were to the different chemicals and energy that David's weapons used. I had shelves of vials filled with the antidotes downstairs where the weapon was. Just in case I ever needed them to help out the Autobots if David had ever gone through with his plans to destroy them.

Which was apparently the case now.

'That's it!'

I looked up as the voice startled me out of my thoughts. Rewind had put away his instrument and was now kneeling next to the gun while Steeljaw had backed away a few paces and stared at it menacingly as if he wanted to destroy it right here and now.

"Rewind?"

"Yeah?" he replied vaguely as he continued to inspect the weapon.

I sighed. "Is there anyone else with you two?"

He looked up, surprised. "No. Why?"

I rubbed the back of my head. "I keep hearing someone's voice."

"Hmmm, well, I can tell you that there's no one else here. As to the voice… I'm not sure what to tell you."

'Will you just ask here where that blasted thing came from already!'

I crossed my arms. "Okay that's it!! Whoever it is that is talking had better appear!"

Both of them just looked at each other, unsure of what to make of my ranting it seemed. I couldn't hear the question that Rewind asked Steeljaw but when he roared back, and I could hear it again.

'I don't know. Ask her.'

My shocked eyes landed on Steeljaw. "What did you just say?"

Rewind looked at me, confusion in his eyes. "Steeljaw didn't say anything. He just roars, he is a lion after all."

"But… but I heard him Rewind! He did say something!!" I exclaimed.

The lion turned his eyes on me. 'You can understand me?'

"Yes."

'This is unusual. Only Ramhorn could understand me before. Not even Blaster could decipher what I was telling him, he just had good guesses.'

"Well. You and Ramhorn are animals right? That's probably why."

"This is interesting."

Both Steeljaw and I looked over at Rewind. He was sitting next to the gun but his eyes were focused on the both of us.

"Even I can't understand him, as I'm sure he's told you. The only question is how can you understand him?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. All I know is that I hear him as clear as day. I don't really know how to explain it." I pointed at the gun. "Is that the source that you were looking for?"

"Huh? Oh, yes!" Rewind said, turning his attention back to the gun. "This is the source. Could you tell me what exactly it is Miss… uh…"

"Angel. My name's Angel." I replied.

"Ah, Angel … ANGEL?!?!" Rewind exclaimed.

"Yeah, why?"

"Oh man, Prowl is going to have my head if he finds out we were here."

I looked at him questioningly until he finally decided to give me an answer.

He sighed. "Prowl told us to stay away from the girl on the tape which he said was you. It's because Optimus suspects that you and the man on the tape are in league with each other."

Rewind

She scoffed at that. But her face then became downcast.

"I kind of figured that would happen. I didn't expect any of you to trust me just from that. But believe me Rewind," she looked up at me, right in the eyes. "Please believe me when I say that I'm not in league with him. I'm against him and everything that he plans to do. I swore it back when I saw what he was doing and I swear it now, I will destroy him or die trying before he gets to any of you."

I searched her face for anything that could give me a clue that she was lying.

I found nothing of the sort.

Her face was set and determined. Her emerald eyes fiercely bright with well kept rage but also intelligence as she thought of ways at how she would keep her vow. I had never seen such determination in a human, except for Spike when he chose to fight with us when Optimus Prime had been hurt by that explosion when he has saved Chase. Other than that, there was no equal.

I nodded. "I believe your word. I see nothing that would lead me to believe otherwise Angel."

She let out the breath she had been holding and smiled. "I'm glad to hear that."

Steeljaw roared in agreement.

She laughed. "You too huh? Good to know that you both believe me."

I smiled behind my mask. "Good. Can you tell me a little more about this now?"

She nodded. "Yes. This gun is, well, was one of David's pride and joys before I stole it from him. It's a prototype and since I destroyed all the data that he had on making it after making some copies for myself to find any antidotes to his weapons, he did not have the resources to make another thankfully."

"What about other weapons in his arsenal?"

She frowned. "There are others, some even more powerful than this."

"You went back again didn't you?"

She nodded again. "I've been able to keep tabs on him until a year ago when he had moved out of the country to some remote island. I have intelligence on his new weapons that I got from a colleague of mine that was in David's inner circle before he had to disappear when David got to close to finding out that he was spying for me. He's safe, he sends me messages now and then without telling me his location just in case."

"Okay. Then what would this weapon do if he had used it?"

She shuddered, her eyes closed as she thought of a way to tell me. "It's better if I show you." She said finally.

She got up and reached down into the trap door again and grabbed a small piece of machinery. An RC car to be exact. She placed it on a metal tray and then picked up the weapon from where it was on the floor. Motioning for us to step back, she armed and aimed it at the car. Then she fired it. A dart, coated in some blue-gray liquid landed on the car, injecting it with something.

All I can say is that after a few seconds … there was nothing much left of the car.

Steeljaw and I stared at the wreckage. The electrical parts were all melted goop that was mixed in with the melted paint pool that covered the tray. The only things left intact were the little rubber wheels.

Angel

I watched their shocked expressions as they stared at the car. Rewind gulped. Steeljaw shuddered.

This was the fate of all the machines that David had tested his weapons on. And those were non-feeling machines.

Rewind looked up at me. "This is what happens to those hit by it?" he asked bleakly.

I nodded solemnly. "Yes. I don't even want to think of what it would do to one of you."

They both nodded in reply.

I disarmed the gun and then picked up the tray and dumped its contents into the trash can. I returned to the living room and wrapped the gun up in cloth again before descending the stairs to put it back on its shelf. Before going back up I grabbed different darts filled with antidote that would go with the different weapons David had designed, just in case.

To use one I just had to look at the color markings around the injection point. Each weapon left its own distinct mark and coloring. I had memorized each one so I wouldn't have to look at notes when a crisis came up. There was no telling when the effects would start and I didn't not want to spend time waiting around to find out.

After placing the darts into the case on my belt so that they were easy to reach, I shut off the light and went back up the ladder. After closing the door Rewind helped me put the couch back into place.

Just as I was grabbing both cell phones to strap onto my belt, we heard it.

A loud shout came from outside my house just across the street.

We didn't wait. I grabbed my jacket and threw it on as Rewind and Steeljaw followed me through the front door of the house. We saw Prowl out there, transformed and clutching his leg in pain as he sat on the ground. He winced as another shot of pain went through him.

"Prowl!!" I shouted as we ran over to him.

"What happened?" Rewind asked.

Prowl shook his head. "I… I… don't know. One minute… I was here watching… ugh… watching the house… and then next there's this pain shooting through me. Ugh!!" he grimaced as the pain went through him again.

I went to his leg and immediately spotted the injection point. Energy pistol by the coloring of blue-green around the wound. I opened my case and pulled out the dart that contained a violet colored liquid.

"What are you…?" Prowl started.

"Hold still." I said flatly and put the dart into the wound and injected the antidote.

Prowl cried out at the pain but then was silent, not moving as he tried to figure out through his fogged mind what I had just done.

I looked up at him. "Where did he go Prowl?"

"Huh?"

"Where did David go?"

"He went… oh Primus. He went towards the warehouses!!" Prowl cried, he tried to stand but fell back down again.

I gripped my desert eagle that was also at my hip. "Rewind, can you stay here and watch Prowl?"

He nodded. "Yes! Now go, don't delay any longer, go with her Steeljaw!"

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I ran as fast as I could with Steeljaw at my heels through the back alleyways that led to the warehouses. No reason to come up in full view and then be stopped.

'Can't you go any faster?'

"What's that supposed to mean?" I shot back.

He growled. 'Never mind, just get on.'

Steeljaw just stopped long enough for me to climb onto his back and then he took off again with my direction to the warehouse. We rounded another corner and came right beside the warehouse itself. Steeljaw stopped and I slipped off his back and walked quietly up to the end of the alleyway. At the end of the alleyway I glanced around the corner.

Just next to the alley on the side opposite the warehouse was David with a gun aimed at… oh god, Bumblebee. I looked farther along and found two of his goons holding Carly and Spike back away from them. David was saying something, but I couldn't hear him.

I kneeled down next to Steeljaw. "You think you could help them? I'll get Bumblebee."

Steeljaw nodded and slinked off into the darkness of the alleyway. I looked towards the slowly setting sun. That should help me if this got ugly. I pulled out my eagle and aimed.

The first shot hit David's hand.

Carly

I cursed at myself for not watching where we were going. Spike, Bumblebee and I had gone to the store to get some food but before we left Bee had to transform because of a transmission from Wheeljack. We had gotten back here but before getting to the warehouse we were jumped as a black van swerved in front of us and two men jumped out and forcefully removed me and Spike from Bumblebee.

As Bumblebee transformed to help us, another man appeared and held a gun to his head. Telling Bee to stand down or he would shoot us and be done with it. He had dragged Bee away to speak to him so that Spike and I couldn't hear what was being said. Both of us continuing to struggle against the two creeps that held us back.

I stopped struggling for only a second when I heard that man Angel hated, shout in pain. I saw him drop the gun his was holding and look towards the buildings for where the shot might have come from. He shouted again and clutched his side with his good hand and backed up a step from Bumblebee.

I looked over at Spike. He mouthed 'Angel?'

I shrugged. I couldn't see and the fading light wasn't helping any either.

My eyes glanced towards the alley next to us and I saw a glint of gold. Turning my head just a little more I saw Steeljaw there, creeping towards us. The two men that were holding us hadn't noticed him yet.

Angel

To say that David was pissed, would have been an understatement. Honestly I couldn't help but smirk as he tried to find whoever it was that was shooting at him. He had picked up his gun and fired at places where I could have been and heard him grunt in anger at missing his target.

I ran forward out of the alleyway and slammed into him shortly after he had once again aimed the gun at Bumblebee. I knocked him away with my shoulder and landed on my feet spread in front of the little Autobot, my gun still in hand. I looked down and kicked his gun that he dropped towards the alley so he couldn't reach it again.

He stared up at me from where he had fallen in shock at first. But rage quickly replaced that.

"You!" he yelled. "You're helping them!" he spat the word.

"Yes," I replied calmly.

"You bitch!" he snarled and charged me.

I easily dodged it and tripped him. As he fell I stole a glance at Bumblebee who had wisely backed away to a safer distance. I also heard some shouts of surprise. Steeljaw had made his presence known.

I suddenly flew backward, gasping as the wind was knocked out of me and I did a backward somersault before landing on my back on the cold pavement.

Groaning I tried to sit up but David was quick as he came at me again. Doesn't he ever give up? He fell slightly forward as he tried to pin me down but my feet connected with his stomach as kicked him over my head. I quickly flipped over and got into a crouch position as I faced him.

"Why do you help them?" he asked, spitting blood. "Why?!"

I glared at him. "Why you ask? I would think you'd know. You thought you'd create an ally by taking me to that plant of yours? Well, guess again. You made a permanent enemy."

He smirked standing and backing up towards the edge of another cliffside that when down into a lake. "Well then, I guess you and I are destined to combat for awhile. Until later then, bijou." Then he jumped.

I ran to the edge and saw him swimming over to a small motor boat. Aiming my gun again I shot the motor just as they started away. Let him freeze swimming to shore for all I care, I thought to myself.

I walked back over to the alley where the gun that I had kicked was. I picked it up off the ground and brought it into the sunlight to take a better look at it.

Carly

Steeljaw, Spike, and I ran up to Angel. The two men that Steeljaw had attacked had left, well, to be accurate they practically ran after just getting a look at him.

"Angel?"

She looked up, smiling slightly. "You two alright?" she asked, turning her eyes back to the weapon in her hand.

"That's something I should as you. You took quite a beating."

She shrugged. "Yeah, well… when you have a grandfather and a father who've been in the military you get some pretty nice perks I guess. That was easy compared to some other fights I've been in."

I just gaped at her. Easy? If that was easy, I'd hate to see what hard was.

"What are you going to do with that?" Spike asked, pointing to the weapon.

As if to answer him, Angel released some of the clasps on the gun and removed the top part that glowed blue and violet. She dropped the rest of the gun on the ground and kneeled next to it, putting the larger end of the piece she was holding onto the ground.

Holding it with one hand, Angel pulled out her own gun and popped one of the bullets out of its place. She split it apart after retrieving it from the ground and poured the gunpowder and other chemicals that were in it into the gun piece.

"What's that do?" Bumblebee asked as the blue and purple color slowly turned black. He had finally decided to come over to us now that the weapon was disabled.

"The inside of the bullets that I use neutralizes the chemical make-up of his destructive poison that he puts in the guns. But if they are shot into a human, well they get a bit of uncomfortable poisoning for a while. Which is by no means fatal and clears up in about four days." She explained simply.

All of us looked up when the sound of some loud footsteps reached our ears as we found Optimus, Jazz, Ratchet, and Ironhide heading towards us.

Angel

When I saw the others heading over to us I quickly put the weapon piece down and backed away from it. I shifted nervously on my feet, really wanted to disappear at that moment.

Carly glanced at me. "What is it?" she whispered.

"I shouldn't be here. I'm not supposed to be near you guys remember?"

Carly put a hand on my shoulder. "It'll be okay. I promise."

I nodded slowly. Clasping my hands behind my back I kept my eyes down and waited.

"Are you alright Bumblebee?" I heard Ratchet ask.

"Yes. He didn't shoot me or anything."

"Any idea where he came from Spike?" a strong, deep voice asked.

Spike stepped forward. "Unfortunately no. He just appeared Optimus."

"Any ideas as to where he would go?" a voice with a slight Cajun accent asked.

Carly answered. "Well. I don't know but… I think Angel does. Or might, right Angel?"

I heard a slight intake of air from one of them as they took notice of my standing there. I couldn't blame them for being nervous around me. They hadn't believed the tape and even after the fight I doubted that they would suddenly just trust me. I stepped back a bit more from the dead weapon and sent a hurt look at Carly. I hadn't expected her to ask me.

The silence dragged on so I finally decided to speak and get it over with.

"I don't know where he is now, but I know for a fact that he'll leave town for now and go south somewhere until he can figure out how to get past this new obstacle in his way."

"Obstacle?" I heard Ratchet ask.

I nodded. "Yeah… me."