thank you to LittleMewLugia for helping me get what you were writing about. This chapter is for you!

I watched the sun go down. I was sitting on the balcony, enjoying the wind on my face. I was playing with a sticky bomb, mesmerized by the oarange sky. Kids were playing on the streets, running around and laughing. On the horizon, I could barely see robot forms. Sam came through the doorway and sat down next to me. "How are you holding up?" He asked. It had been three days since what happened at home. It seeme so long ago.

I sighed and sat up a bit. "I am not used to the idea of me being a fugitive. A few years ago, I would have these kids had it bad. Nothing that we have today. But now I am looking at them, and what Mom used to tell me is right. They are happy here. I mean, they are in the middle of nowhere with no means of communication and they are just fine. Look at the adults. They are laughing too!" I pointed to the men and women below us. "Our family was only this happy when we had metal or bombs. But they don't have a lot of the stuff we have and they are holding up just fine!"

Sam nodded. "Whenever I would see an American family, I always thought they were happy because they were with each other. But now I am here, I think they were only happy because the kids always had the new toy and the parents ha a shiny car. These people are much more serene. They have nothing and they are happy."

I smiled. "I am homesick. When can we go back?" I asked.

Sam looked at me, and his look made my smile to into a frown. "We can't, Brooke. Our house is destroyed, tey think we are hiding in South America, and if we even step into civilization we either get shot or turned in. Which one would you like?"

I swung my feet over the ledge, and stared to kick them lightly. Then I felt something grab my leg. It ppulled hard, making me fall off the ledge. I braced myself for the impact of the ground, buy it didn't come. One of my eyes opened an inch. A woman was holding my leg with her robotic tongue. "Oh my God!" I moaned. "You freaks turn into humans too? We are so going to lose this war!"

The woman smiled an evil smile and replaced her tongue with her hands. She walked toward a police car and threw me into the back. "Harsh much? What do you want with me? I already know I am a fugitive! Where is Ironhide when I need him?" I groaned. "You know, I can talk so much." I reached into my pocket. My shield was in it, and my sticky bomb.

I secretly turned the shield on. It was just a prototype, I never got the chance to try it out. But this was a life or death situation. I activated the clock on the bomb and placed it on the wall between my and that robot freak that has the long tongue. "So, do you Decepticons kidnap girls often?" I asked, trying to distract them.

When nobody answered, I started to kick the seats. I could tell it was annoying both of the robots. I heard the small beep, meaning that when I press the button, it will blow. I slammed the button down. "Goodbye, suckers!" I shouted.

The charge, and I could feel the warmth on my skin. My eyes were closed, because I didn't know if my shield worked. I heard Sam yelling my name, and the Autbots running toward us. I opened my eyes, smiling and getting up. Sam reached me first. I turned off the shield and stuffed it in my pocket. His hands were on my shoulders. "Brooke! Are you alright? How did you survive that?" He asked.

I shrugged, and turned to see Ironhide and Ratchet running toward me. I felt a bit dizzy, but probably because I was blown into the air and that made me spin out of control. Ironhide and Ratchet got there. Before Ratchet could do anything, Ironhide hugged me gently. "That's it. You will have one of us around you at all times. Sam, where were you?" He asked.

"Don't look at me! When she was pulled off the balcony, she went into a crowd. I tried to chase them, but when I got down and was searching, I heard the explosion."

I nodded. Ironhide had to back up so Ratchet could do some tests. "That shield must be a miracle you created. Not one scratch. Ironhide, I sense you are worrying too mcuh. Calm down. Almost like Bumblebee and Brookyn's father. He died, Bumblebee couldn't fight. He came back to life, Bumblebee was killing every Decepticon he could get his hands on. The girl is fine. She just can't worry us again. Her health level are better than ever. Brooklyn, did you make it a recharger too? It is a miracle your brain can do all of that."

I thought about it for a moment. "I just programmed it to do two things. Recharge and shield. Maybe it coud do more, I dunno."

Four days since the accident, Ironhide never left my side. It wasn't that annoying. It was like having my best friend right next to me at all times. I continued to make my bombs, I was surprised Ironhide let me. After he saw what my bmb could do, I was surprised he let me play with any bomb. So I started wanting to have fun. Ironhide neglected training, because he was watching over me. Bumblebee was neglecting it too. So when they had to retire for the day to recharge, I snuck into Sam's room. the house here looked just like home. It even had the same clothes and where rooms were.

Sam was awake, reading Car and Diver. "Sam? Do you want to do something with me?" I asked softy.

"Sure. Anything but that game you like to play. Hot Bomb."

"No. I promised you I wouldn't play that anymore. But Ironhide and Bumblebee are neglecting their training for battle. When Ironhide was bust getting my one of my bombs, I talked to Optimus Prime. He told me that they are neglecting their studies because they want to protect us. So I came up with a plan. Don't worry, Optimus Prime is in on it. So is Ratchet. Ratchet is only with this because my bombs are envolved."

Sam smiled. "What's the plan, boss?"

what is the plan? i dunno. i didnt think of it yet. but brooke will in the next chapter! Thanks again LittleMewLugia!