HEY! :D Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I just haven't had the time lately with school and all (that's what I get for taking Advanced Placement and honors classes lol). Anyway I have break this week (YAY!) and I decided to update. I'm sorry that this one is a little short but yeah oh well. And Yes I know the Decepticon I introduced isn't from the Armada series but I love him and he's awesome and I think he was a good choice for this situation. Anyway, I know half of you don't even read this but yeah.

Oh and thank you guys so much for the reviews (even if it is just 12 :O)

ummm This one is dedicated to:

Carter547: Thank you so much for the reviews and thank you so much for the comment! :D I hope you enjoy this one! Lol I love your comment on the 3rd chapter btw. Absolutely positively amazing-sing-sing is hilarious. Where ever did you come up with that? D

Vindicated Skies: Thanks, I really was starting to think she was Mary-sue and yeah I was still a little hesitant about writing this chapter, I hope you like it!

Pokemonjkl: Yeah I planned on putting some more romancey stuff in it, but I think I didn't put enough... Anyway yeah so enjoy the chapter! I hope you like it~!

"Brooke, you know I worry about you, why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Hot Shot oh so familiar voice shot through the receiver of her i-phone. Brooke rolled her eyes. Ever since the kiss, Hot Shot had become overwhelmingly protective of her, even though nothing else really was done after that, heck they never even talked about it! Brooke sighed irritably, she was flattered that he cared so much but it was getting annoying.

"Because Hot Shot you would have come up with a way to get Alexis to go, or a reason for me not to go, or would have made me bring you along. I wanted some girl time." she said and smiled as he huffed defiantly.

"I would not have." he pouted over the phone. She could just imagine him with his arms crossed and a pouting look on his face. She laughed.

"Oh yes you most certainly would have." she retorted, almost playfully. She heard him grunt again, but he seemed to loosen up a little. She came to a red light and stopped, switching the phone to another ear.

The light turned and she continued on through the intersection.

He growled suddenly in frustration over the phone.

"Out of all the times you choose to go alone somewhere, it just had to be now of all days." he remarked a little exasperated. Brooke was immediately alarmed.

"What's wrong? What do you mean of all days?" she said a little worried, and turned onto a somewhat clear road, taking a back road. They were usually safer and had less traffic...usually.

She slowed down a bit seemingly to be more on the alert.

"Optimus and Red Alert picked up some recent Decepticon activity in the area...and we picked up a new Decepticon signal 2 days ago entering Earths surface and landing near town." he said gravely. Brooke Slammed on the brakes immediately, skidding the car.

"WHAT? Why didn't you tell me I wouldn't have gone alone!" she said. Thankfully the road was deserted and no cars were present.

"Brooke, what was that in the background? Are those squealing tires?" he asked alarmed.

"Yes but that's not the point! Why wasn't I-" Brooke did not have time to finish her sentence as something hit her car. Something large.

"Ahh!" Brooke screamed in shock and terror, ear split tingly as metal tore through her car. The car was flipped on its side and rolled off the road in a pile of scrap heap. The widows and widow shield shattered, pieces of glass going everywhere. Several piercing her body, making pain surge her body. She screamed again as two exceptionally large pieces of glass cut through her left arm and one somewhere on her lower torso. Hopefully not piercing one of her vitals. She yelled as the car rolled a 3rd time and skidded to a stop. She could feel the blood tricking from her wounds. Her head hurt like hell and she had a hard time seeing, her vision going in and out.

"BROOKE! Are you okay? What happened? Are you being attacked! Brooke! ANSWER ME!" Brooke could vaguely hear Hot Shots panicked voice. He'd heard her screams no doubt. She groaned and tried to grab the phone that was lying a little bit in front of her. But when she moved her arm she screamed as pain shot through her arm. Hot Shots voice seemed to spike, and she could hear him screaming her name... something about coordinates, and Red Alert.. She could feel herself fading. She gritted her teeth, holding the pain inside. She scooted herself to the phone.

"Hot Shot.. help me please." she pleaded, the glass in her torso felt like it was burning. She felt wet, on her underbelly, and realized it was blood.

"Where are you Brooke? Hold on i'm tracing your call!" he yelled in a hurry. Brooke felt her vision get worse. She was running out of time.

"Hot Shot, some one hit me off the side of the road... it hurts really badly. The glass. I'm bleeding..." her voice trailed off. Unable to to will her self to speak anymore. As blackness over took her line of vision and slowly her consciousness.

"I'M ON MY WAY Brooke!" was the last thing she heard before she completely faded.

Darkness. That's all she could see. She felt nothing. Saw nothing. Nor could she hear nothing. She felt like she was floating in space, with no stars. She couldn't feel anything, yet she felt like she wanted to cry. It was then that she remembered. She remembered a crash. A brute force. She tried to think. What happened?

She remembered pain...pain.. and glass. There was glass. And shattering. And screams and sounds. It was coming back to her now. She remembered screams... her screams. Then it hit her.

Hot Shot. He'd been calling. He was scared. She was scared... She remembered fading...

Was this...was this what the afterlife was like? Or was this some crazy dream...she doubted it.

The thought suddenly made a chill run down her spine. She was scared. There where so many things she hadn't gotten to do yet. She hadn't even had her first kiss yet.

She didn't get to tell Hot Shot how much she...

"Brooooke." a creepy voice echoed through her dark space. She looked around but saw nothing...

"Brooke" the voice said... suddenly Brooke noticed white dots around her. It took her a moment before she realized that these were stars. Stars.. It clicked. She was in outer space... it wasn't her mind. How was she alive?...

oh right...she was dead. Of course she could be alive her. She was already dead. She didn't need oxygen...so if that was the case...then what was this? Some weird way to get to heaven. Maybe it really was somewhere in space...What ever happened to the golden stairs or what ever...

"Brooke." She heard the voice become louder... it was deep. She'd never heard it before...

Suddenly she looked straight ahead. She hadn't realized she was looking straight. Something big. Something big appeared before her. It was huge...and round. A sphere. A planet? But it was metal... Was this Cybertron?...

…. No it couldn't be...well she was dead. And she had seen other unbelievable things happen. It was possible. She feel her self being pulled closer to the sphere.

"BROOKE!"

White.

Pain erupted from her chest as Brooke was pulled into the living world. Her lungs burned and she was gasping for air. Everything was blurry. She could make out a red and blue figure. Red Alert?

A Yellow and Red figure came into view...! Hot Shot! She tried to smile sat him, but she couldn't will her self to move. She felt a hand wrap around hers. She gasped as a sharp point was stuck in her right arm, the one that wasn't injured, without warning. She could start to hear voices.

"Brooke..." She heard Hot Shots voice whisper and the hand tightened it grip a little.

"Ughhh" she grumbled in paint, wishing Red Alert would just give her a pain killer already.

She heard cheering. Alexis...Rad...Carlos...Fred...Billy...

She recognized their voices.

"SHUT UP YOU GLITCH HEADS!" She heard Hot Shots voice yell. Immediately the sounds stopped. Silence consumed the room. Brooke groaned as she finally started to see clearly.

She tried to sit up, which was a horrible idea because it resulted in pain in her chest.

"She's waking up, I suggest all of of you leave. She is going to be in immense pain. And I haven't gotten the chance to give her pain killers yet." Red Alert said. She glanced to the side to see the group leave.

"Brooke, how are you?" Brooke look up to see Hot Shot leaning over her, with a small smile on his face. She tried to speak at first, but nothing came out. Finally after a moment or two she managed to get a 'okay' out.

He grinned at her.

"W-what happened?" she asked her, voice was scratchy. Red Alert then injected something else into her arm, making her flinch and grimace, giving Red Alert a brief glare. He though had his back turned to her already,.

"We don't know yet...you've been out for a week... we think it was that new Decepticon. His name is Barricade. We don't know what his intentions were but..." he paused and got this serious determined look on his face, "I won't let them to ever touch you again Brooke. Their never going to hurt you again. So as long as my spark is still beating, I promise you." he said and leaned down, putting her hand on his cheek with his hand. It felt warm and soft. She blushed as she remembered our conversation about a month ago, the day Blurr had shown up. When she had asked him if he could feel touch.. Butterflies blossomed in her stomach, creating a bubbly ticklish feeling. It was weird, but... it felt good. She felt her heart race faster as she moved her hand, lightly stroking his cheek a little, making him smile.

Brooke gave him a sweet smile.

"Thank you Hot Shot... You have no idea how much that means to me." I said softly, the pain starting to fade. She guessed Red Alert had given her some pain numbing substance. He stared at her with caring eyes, or at least she thought so, it was kind of hard to tell when he had optics with no pupils and such. She had a feeling though that they caring eyes.

A genuine silence fell between them. Slowly she noticed he was moving his face closer to hers.

"Hot Shot I..." she started but didn't get a chance to finish as she found she could not speak any longer. His face was so close...

Someone cleared their throat suddenly, snapping them out of their moment. Brooke grimaced in disappointment for a second as Hot Shot quickly withdrew his face and whipped his head in the direction of the sound. But then she wiped it off her face, feeling the need to be optimistic about this.

Red Alert was standing there with his arms crossed, a small smirk on his face, barely noticeable. Brooke sure if he had his visor off he would be looking at the two questioningly.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your moment you two but, Brooke you need some rest, you've had a long week, and you need to give your body a chance to heal a little. Your probably drained of energy." Red Alert said. It wasn't really on till now that Brooke did notice that she felt very tired, and weak. She yawned a little, but quickly hid it, not wanting to prove him right. Suddenly, she remembered her...dream... when she was out.

"Hot Shot! Red Alert!" she yelled their names getting her attention, and then shot up in her bed.. probably not the brightest idea as she hissed a little at the pain in her torso.

"Don't sit up abruptly, you'll reopen your wounds Brooke." Red Alert said sternly... which was a tiny bit surprising, seeing how Red Alert was almost never stern or not nice. Hot Shot gently pushed her back a little it and then adjust the bed so that she was sitting up a little.

"B-but I saw something in my dream! It was saying my name! I was in space and..and.. I saw this huge thing!" she said excitedly. Red Alert held up his hand, getting her attention.

"Slow down, what did you see?" Red Alert said calmly.

"well..I was floating in space." she started and then Hot Shot cut in.

"Space?" he asked, Brooke nodded.

"Yeah space, and there was a deep voice calling my name. It was deeper than any voice I'd ever heard before. And then When I looked forward there was this huge sphere thing. It was big enough to be, and was shaped like a planet! It was maybe even bigger than Earth. It was sort of like Saturn, because it had rings, except it had two of them. Then when I got closer I could see that it was made out of metal and mechanical parts! It looked Cybertronian like!" she said and looked puzzled as Red Alert and Hot Shot looked at each other worriedly, and which soon turned into grim faces.

"Did I see Cybertron?" she asked a little alarmed at their looks. They were silent for a moment. The Hot Shot shook his head, taking her hand in his again.

"No Brooke, that wasn't Cybertron..." he said as his voice trailed off. She looked at both them in confusion.

"I need to go talk to Prime" Red Alert said and walked off hurriedly. Brooke looked at Hot Shot.

"Hot Shot, what was that?" she asked. She never got her answer though as Hot Shot leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. He stayed there for a moment, seemingly not wanting to stop. When he drew away he leaned his forehead on hers.

"That was something very evil Brooke... And for some reason he appeared to you in a dream...which can only mean very bad things." Hot Shot said softly. Brooke frowned.

"he?" she inquired, a little frightened now.

"Yes, his name is Unicron the Planet Eater, and Chaos Bringer."

Okay so how did you like it? I know its a little short but yeah... Anyway I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to update again. I hate school, but I have to keep up my straight A's if I want to reach my dream of becoming an animator and work for some big company like Pixar or Dream Works or something... :] Oh and tell me if you see any mistakes of grammer or story wise. I did spell check but didn't have the time to reread it over. :[

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