O.k., new chapter after a long time. I realize this and I'm sorry for the delay, I got in trouble at home and now I can only type at school during my 20 minute lunch. And that really sucks because I actually have this entire chapter typed up at home but I can't use it.

Other then that enjoys!

Oh! And the song the Bee used last (real) chapter was the song Bumblebees by the band Aqua. They also sing the song Barbie Girl.

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Sam stared at the girl who was sleeping in side the Autobot leader. The girl looked to be about 14, with short black hair, lanky with dirt and almost coagulated with grease. Black rimed reading glasses were perched on a small nose, the lenses scratched and filthy, and the bridge was held together by duct tape. A small mouth with thin pale lips rested closed above a small chin.

Sam's eyes traveled downward. The female was wearing the ugliest sweater the boy had ever seen. It looked like it came from Bill Huxtable's closet and it was probably 2 or 3 sizes to big for her. Beneath the ugly sweater, her chest was barely moving, yet what breath was taken was not taken with a gasp, like she wasn't getting enough air. It was almost as if she didn't need as much oxygen as normal humans.

'Weird' thought Sam, as his took in more of the girls outer appearance.

Brown jean's and the rattiest pair of converses Sam had ever seen finished the ensemble of clothes. All in all, the boy had never seen a more pathetic creature. But somehow, even in sleep, the girl gave off an air of dignity so few homeless people carry. The air that said "don't you dare pity me. I got myself into this mess and I can get my self out."

Sam reached out and picked up the sleeping girls right hand. A harsh expulsion of air escaped the lips and she writhed into the seat, attempting disappear entirely into the leather interior, while trying to take back her hand. Sam held tight, even as the girl moaned and pulled harder.

"No." murmured the girl, pain etched on her small features. "Please, not again"

Eventually, the girl went slack again, face back in the calm expression of deep sleep, unburdened by dreams.

Sam, first making sure the girl was completely gone, raised her hand to his face and studied it. Just as Optimus had said, the index finger on her right hand was different from the others. It was metallic silver, the entire thing, as was the nails and first digits of all the other fingers. Looking at the other hand, Sam saw the same transformation was happening to it as well. Bringing it closer still to his face, he could actually see his reflection in the substance and touching it was cool, completely smooth and devoid of fingerprints. It was metal, or at least, metal like. Either way, this wasn't some lost art student with paint on her fingers.

"Optimus," Sam started in the direction of the radio, still not taking his eyes off the girl's hand. "You said that when the girl first entered you, she didn't have a finger on her right hand, right?"

That is correct, the leader answered through the radio.

"Well, she's got one now." Sam said, though it was more a mutter to him then anything. "Hey, Bee,"

A question directed to the Autobot that had been waiting patiently while his friend examined the human in Optimus was answered with a quote from Star Trek. "Yes Captain?"

"I'm gonna need your help to get her out."

I'll do my best; I'll do my best to do the best I can, sang the radio in BumbleBee's chest .

"Right..." Sam sometimes wondered if his giant metallic friend used the radio only to confuse him.

'What ever.' thought the teen as he attempted to hand the unconscious female to BumbleBee. He grunted under the girl's weight, she was heavier then she looked. Bee caught the girl just as she was about to fall from the open door.

As Sam climbed out of Optimus and the leader changed, Bee examined the girl for himself. He had never seen another female this close up before, excluding Mikaela, and even then, this female looked drastically different from the tall and shapely 11th grader.

It was while Sam and Optimus were talking that Bee noticed the holes in the girl's ear.

"Sam, what are those?" questioned Bee, holding the girl out to his human companion.

"What?" Sam stepped closer to the robots huge cupped hands and looked at the girl.

"Those two holes in her left ear. Are they supposed to be there?"

"Oh, that just means she had a piercing there, you know that. Mikaela has her ears pierced. That's all."

"And the tag?"

"What?" Sam looked at the girls' ear. "What the hell?"

Bee hadn't been lying, the girl had a genuine tag on her left ear, like the ones you would see the people on those animal documentaries put on animals that they want to be able to find later. Sam lifted the hair on the girl's neck as well. There was a tattoo on the back of it, a series of numbers and letters that made no sense to the boy but he was smart enough to assume that it was an identification tattoo.

"O.k., that's just weird." Spoke Sam as he backed away from the girl.

"What is Sam?" asked Optimus Prime, kneeling down to be eye level with the girl as well.

"She has an identification tattoo on her neck, like the ones you would find on lab animals or something."

"I take it you wouldn't normally find that on a person?"

"Uh, no. you wouldn't."

"Well then." Optimus stood up. "That'll just have to be another question we have to ask her about.'

"Wait, wait...you mean to tell me that you're going to let her stay!?" exclaimed the boy.

"Well, yes. We can't very well just leave her out here unconscious. And besides, I radioed the others to meet us here. I want Ratchet to examine her."

"Why?" questioned Sam, "She's just a girl.'

Optimus hesitated. He wasn't sure he wanted to tell the others about what he saw, just in case it was just a product of his imagination.

"I want to know what the metal substance is." He covered. It wasn't a lie per say, he wanted to know that to, it just wasn't his priority.