?, 3rd POV

Jack grinned as he looked down at the ground that resided far below.

He never knew how amazing flying could be, especially in a 'con leader. Jack leaned back again, legs folded while he read a datapad. Megatron's newest gift to him.

Despite how much he liked building machinery and helping K.O with patching up the seekers, he liked recording, reading and writing data down. He wondered if this was how Optimus felt back when he was Orion Pax.

But despite the freedom he had been given, he still ached to go home, back to his mom and friends.

"Is something wrong Jack?"

Jack jumped, startled, but then looked down. His hair, at the moment free from it tie, hid his face.

"Nothing."

"I know you are lying, Jack."

Jack gave a short laugh as he pushed the datapad back into his bag.

"...I just miss home..." Jack finally said, looking up through his long bangs out the window.

Megatron gave a long sigh.

"You must be patient, Jack."

"...Have you thought about it? About...ending the war...?" Jack asked, absent mindedly stroking the seat.

Megatron again gave a sigh, and he gently turned to head back to the Nemisis.

"I am considering it Jack, it will take time for me to make a final desicion."

Jack nodded slowly, looking down out the window at the ground. He lifted a hand and gently touched the cool metal of his dog tag.

"When we get back, go ahead and clean up, the water shall do you some good."

"Sure...Whatever you say." Jack mumbled in reply.

Later, Jack's POV

I lay on the berth, staring at the ceiling while I thought over everything that had happend in less than a month. My family consisted of my mom and the 'bots, and now the 'cons were added to my little 'family'.

I sighed as I sat up and pulled my bag over, pulling my datalog out. I opened a new enrty in it, then entered my log for the day. It had become a habit for me, I always found some time to write a new log, it was like keeping a journal but no other humans could read it.

It was comforting to release everything in words on the faint glowing screen.

I looked up when the door hissed open and Soundwave walked in.

"Oh, hey Soundwave, what's up?" I asked, as I set finished my log and set the datalog down.

The seeker meerly came forward and lifted me up (Making sure he had my bag and log as well). He cradled me in both hands and went out of the room. I turned so I was reclined on his fingers, and shoved my datalog back into the bag.

"I wish to aid you." He simply said, and I cocked my head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

But he didn't reply.

I huffed before closing my eyes in an attempt to rest them. But I jumped when Soundwave suddenly stopped and shifted me to cradle me in one hand while his other hand went to type something on a machine that I knew by heart.

It was a groundbridge monitor.

My head snapped over as the familiar swirling vortex appeared, and I smiled up at Soundwave increduously.

He looked down at me, then moved forward, through the groundbridge.

We ended up in a secluded forest and he set me down.

"We shall remain here for what humans call 'two hours'. It will give your Autobots a chance to see you, if they can find you. But then we must return."

I smiled at him gratefully, and patted the metal on his shin.

"Thank you Soundwave, I won't forget this."

He simply nodded before moving to sit under a large oak. I slung my bag over my shoulder.

"I'm gonna go check this place out, I'll stay close by, okay?"

Soundwave just nodded.

I smiled before sprinting off into the trees.

I liked the freedom, I'd been cooped up for so long that I felt like a bird that'd just been set free.

I stopped when I found a large tree, maybe as tall, if not, taller than Optimus. Making sure my bag was slung over my shoulder securely, I began to climb up. My now magnified strength helped allot, and I was able to make it to the top branch without much trouble.

I swung one leg over the thick branch so that I stradled it, and I leaned back against the trunk. I then moved my messenger bag so that it hung from one of the small branches that conected to the one I sat on. Pulling a hair tie out, I tied my hair back. It was now to my shoulders, and still slightly spikey. I had a feeling my hair would never be strait again.

'I can't believe it, I might get to see everyone again! Sure, I'll have to go back with Soundwave, but I may actually get to see them!' I thought excitedly as I pulled out a datapad and began to look over the writing as I continued to think to myself.

'Maybe I can leave them a note if I have to leave before they arrive. They're sure to come here if they catch my life signs!'

I looked down at the ground, looking for Soundwave. He wasn't very far, maybe a hundred and a half feet from the tree I was in.

"Hey Soundwave!" I yelled down to him, wving my arms to try and get his attention. The seeker looked around.

"Up here!"

His head turned up and he saw me, I smiled and waved with one hand calling out a happy 'heeyyy!' Soundwave lifted a hand before standing and heading towards the tree. He sat at the base, and his holoform fizzled into existence in front of me. He stood on the branch with ease.

"Can I leave a note if they can't get here in time?" I asked. Soundwave pondered it for a moment, then nodded, making me smile. His holoform smiled softly in return.

2 Hours later

I sighed as Soundwave helped me down the last few branches.

They hadn't made it in time, Soundwave said they'd managed to be halfway through the forest, but they wouldn't make it.

Soundwave handed me a small, blank datalog, so I could leave a note for everyone. I smiled to him weakly in thanks before quickly writing in english (Which was no easy task after writing in Cybertronian for so long).

"Hey guys, it's me, Jack. I'm sorry, but I only had a certain amount of time before Megatron realized I was gone. You guys can thank Soundwave for this chance. I promise that everything is fine, Megatron hasn't hurt me, he's actually been nice to me these past few weeks. I got Megatron to start considering an end to this war, so keep your fingers crossed, don't worry, we'll see eachother soon, I swear. Signed, Jack"

I placed the datalog in plain sight before nodding to Soundwave. The seeker lifted me before walking through a newly opened groundbridge.