I don't own Transformers. All creds to the rightful owners. :P

Oh and if anyone wonders the reason why Trisha is shy (Since through like the first part of the chapter she keeps talking about it) don't worry I'll explain it in future chapters. O_O

I sighed. I was bored. B.O.R.E.D

Jazz was gone on a mission to find some Decepticons that had escaped the battle at Mission City and where now hiding around earth for some crazy reason that I didn't care about.

Amy and Steve were gone somewhere with their new guardians, Jolt and Wheeljack. So that left me with no one to hang out with. Well really I could hang out with tons of other people if I really wanted to, but I'm shy and all and I don't feel comfortable with people I don't know well and can't act like my real self around. I mean I guess my shyness is holding me back cause I'm afraid. Afraid of what I don't know. Maybe because I'm afraid they won't like me or I just don't like getting out of the safe little bubble that I created for myself. Maybe I'm being selfish? I try never to think about my shyness problem anymore. Or what I'm pretty sure caused it.

So what could I do if my friends were gone and I was too afraid to go find someone else to hang out with? Well as of right now I was lazily leaning against one of the many hallway walls listening to music on my mp3 while watching 'bots and soldiers walk by.

I started to yawn out of boredom. I had been counting the number of people going by, but seriously? Was I that bored that I had to do that of all things?

What I really wanted to do was dance to the music I was listening to right now. Every time I heard a good beat I always just want to dance. It's like the music speaks to me and it wants me to be able to express my feelings through it. But yea, how silly would it look if I just started to bust moves in the middle of a hallway? Besides, I didn't know of any place that was undisturbed so that I could just let myself go free with dance. I was already embarrassing myself by being over protective goody two shoes teenage girl (Which I never used to be that kind of girl). I didn't want to be a weirdo who dances in hallways too.

I kept fighting the urge to dance my butt off right then and there by looking at the passing soldiers go by.

Some of the passing soldiers would turn their heads from where they were going to stare at me before they passed on down the hallway.

My heart thumped wildly and I swallowed almost chokingly out of nervousness.

What was it with all these people and staring at me?!

I fought back the urge to cry. I thought I was over caring if I was the odd ball that everyone looked at funny and thought was stupid. I had enough of that at school and I really thought I was over it all and not crying anymore about it at night.

I tried filling my head with reassuring feelings.

These soldiers didn't even know about all that stuff at school. Only Amy and Steve do. So whatever reason they were staring at me for probably wasn't the same reason. Maybe they didn't mean to stare, or maybe because I'm one of the only girls in the building or maybe they stared because they didn't know me and I looked like a civilian and civilians weren't supposed to know about the NEST?

"Calm down Trisha, just calm down. It's all in your head. You're over this; they don't mean you any harm." I kept muttering under my breath.

Wow, am I paranoid or what?

I let out sigh and slumped down into the cold floor.

I turned off my music and took off my ear-phones and put them along with my mp3 in my jeans pocket.

I tried to empty my head of everything. I didn't want to reopen scars that I thought I had forgotten.

I opened and closed my eyes and breathed in deep breaths of air slowly trying to calm down and forget. But then I soldier caught my eye.

Was it? No it couldn't be. I knew he was in the army, but I never knew he worked for NEST. Could it really be him? I needed to find out. Maybe if I just quickly walk past him and look back over my shoulder to him maybe then I would know? Yea, that sounded like a good plan.

I stood up quickly from the cold floor and started to fast walk over to the man. Luckily the guy wasn't walking fast so it was easy for me to catch up and pass him. As I looked back my eyes sparkled with glee.

The man and I both stopped dead in our tracks and stared at each other.

"Trisha?"

"Uncle Jacob?"

We both said in unison.

A smile crossed my face. "Uncle Jacob, it is you!"

I quickly ran up to him and gave him a hug.

I hadn't seen him in a long time. He was always gone on missions for the military group he belonged to so his family and my family never got to see him that much. He was my favorite uncle-no offence to my other ones- and I was his one and only favorite niece.

He had tanned skin, emerald green eyes, short and spiky black hair; he was tall and was in great shape. He looked a lot like my mom. They were brother and sister after all. And boy did he look snazzy in that army suit he was wearing!

"I-I heard that there were civilians that found out about the 'bots and were being protected by the NEST but I never thought it would be you." Uncle Jacob said in a shocked voice.

"Well it's not just me. Steve and Amy found out too. You remember Amy right? She's the one that comes with us to your place in the woods sometimes when your home from your job here."

"Wow, there here too? Listen you guys better be carful. Especially with the Decepticons lurking all around."

"Yes mother. I'll be careful." I said as I rolled my eyes.

Uncle Jacob started to chuckle.

"Uncle Jacob, it's so good to see you." I said as a soft giggle escaped me.

"It's good to see you too honey. Hey, do you wanna come with me to the food court? I know the food sucks, but I was just on my way to go meet with some of the guys there and you could come along and sit at one of the tables with us and we could catch up on everything that's happened since we last saw each other." He said all in one breath.

"Uh sure. I would love to? "

So much for my plan of not hanging out with anyone that I didn't know today.

"Great! Let's go." He said as he put one of his arms around me.

We walked into the lunch room.

I saw tons of soldiers sitting at the tables and getting some of those packaged boxes filled with preserved food.

Uncle Jacob went and got himself one of the preserved food boxes and I grabbed a bottle of water.

There was no way I was going to eat any of that disgusting food. I don't understand why the soldiers eat that stuff anyway. I mean they have a kitchen on the far side of the room with tons of provisions to use for making something to eat. Maybe they're just lazy or they don't know how to cook?

Uncle Jacob directed me to one of the eating tables where we both sat down by some soldiers.

I noticed Will Lennox and Epps as some of them.

"Hey, Jacob. How's it's been going?" One of the soldiers randomly asked my uncle out of the blue.

"It's goin fine my man. Oh and have ya'll met my lovely niece Trisha here?" My uncle said as he pointed to me.

I hadn't even noticed he had said those words cause at that time I was trying to steal some food off his plate that actually looked somewhat tasty. So imagine my surprise when I look up and see my uncle pointing at me and all his soldier buddies looking at me each with an expression on their faces that looked a lot like this: O_O

Normally in a situation like this I would probably freeze up and bend my head down so that people couldn't see me blush from embarrassment, but all I could do now was mumble about almost getting that piece of food.

A lot of the soldiers started to smirk or laugh quietly.

"Yea, I've met her before. When Will and I were explaining the whole this is a secret government thing to her and those other two kids." Epps said to my uncle.

"You got spunk kid. No one steals a soldier's food. If you think their protective over there guns, their even more protective over their food." A soldier said to me.

"Oh you know that's right! Especially if it's their Mama's home cooking. Hmm I can just taste that gator meat right now." Another soldier piped in.

"What I wouldn't give for some good home-made cooking. This stuff we get here is just nasty!"

"You said it! I'm sick of all that preserved food."

"What I wouldn't give to see Sarah and my little Annabelle right now."

After Will said that sentence, all the soldiers fell quiet. A lot of them shook their heads in agreement with Will and some had a far away look like they were remembering the good times with their families.

I felt bad for them. I know how it feels. I hadn't been able to see Uncle Jacob since last summer-well that is until now.

I wish there was something I could do for them. Something to lift up their spirits. Something to make them feel at home. They fought in battles with giant alien robots to protect man kind and they won. That makes them heroes in my book and I bet if their families knew they would be proud. That's the problem though. No one knows that they helped save the world. I don't even think most of them got metals or a pay raise. (Well at least what my uncle keeps saying.)

Then I got an idea. It was perfect. I just needed a little bit of help.

I quickly pulled out my phone from my pocket and started to dial Amy's number. I didn't even have to wait 5 seconds before I could hear her voice on the other side of the line.

"Yo Trish what do ya want?"

"Hey Amy, can you help me with something?"

"Erm sure. What do ya need me to do?"

"Just wait let me get to a quieter place so that no one can hear me. Oh and once I tell you you'll have to keep it a secret OK?"

"Yea yea whatever just hurry I'm in a fight with Steve about whose guardian is cooler."

I face-palmed.

"You guys fight about the weirdest things sometimes."

"I know now get to some quiet place so we can talk!"

"OK OK sheesh."

I excused myself from the table and said good-bye to all the guys. Then I ran out to the back of the base where that tree was where I had first met Jazz at a few days ago. I climbed up and sat on one of the big branches.

"So Amy, let me tell you my plan."

:O GASP! What's Trisha's super epic plan of awesomeness? Is she gunna do something crazy like through a giant party with everyone drinking out of little tea cups?

Trisha: Dude, why would I do that. You made my character shy remember?

Oh yea, I forgot. But that doesn't mean I can't make you eat tons of sugary things and make you have a sugar rush and go around saying you're a banana. *hint hint maybe in a future chapter*

Trisha: GASP! You wouldn't dare!

Or would I? :)

Trisha: *Starts hitting me with a rubber chicken*

Well I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. :)