Hey. So, umm. Well this is awkward. Would you believe that 100 Ninjas broke into my apartment and killed my family? No? Uh, well would you believe that 50 Ninja's broke into my apartment and stole my computer and I have been on a quest for the past couple months in search of it? No? Well sense I am board of that Get Smart joke, I am going to just let you know that RL has been kicking my butt and I am finally able to get a couple of shots in.

So my apologies for how long this has taken and I hope it is worth it. I was debating wither or not to make this a long chapter or short chapter. So we went with medium chapter. And by we, I mean me. Cause I write every word all by myself. *BANG BANG* "Shut up ghost writer! I am trying to convince them you don't exists." Jeese. How rude. Back in my day a captive knew when to make noise and when not to. Hummph (That moment your authors note just get derailed.) :/

Oh well. Anyways. I am trying to get the next chapter out cause I just seem to just keep leaving you on cliffhangers, which for you isn't fair so I'm sorry. I make no promises about the next chapter and when it will be out, but I hope its soon. And if anyone would like to take it upon themselves to kick me in the butt and nag me till the chapter is out, I will not be mad. We authors occasionally need a kick in the pants to get things done.

So ya. I hope to see you all soon. But RL is known for kidnapping me. By for now.

The first thing Jack realized was the pounding in his head. After some time of not moving, Jack tried to open his eyes and was met by darkness. He looked around, trying to see if there was any light around him. After a moment he saw a light blue light off in the distance. Slowly making his way towards the glow the light quickly grew stronger and he saw that he was getting closer to a mass. A very familiar mass.

"Arcee? Arcee is, uh, that you?" In the growing light, Jack could see that whoever it was was starting to move. Jack instinctively moved back a little bit so he wouldn't be squished. Looking up, his human eyes were soon met by two glowing purple eyes that looked from him to the space above him. Jack made some noise and soon had Arcee's optics back on him.

"Jack? What happened? Are you okay?" Arcee moved down to be closer to Jack's level.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Are you okay?" Arcee nodded her head. "So do you see anyone else around here?" He watched as the purple glow turned away from him and assumed Arcee was scanning the room.

"Yeah. Over there, I see two big lumps and then two smaller ones. I assume they are the rest of the team." They suddenly heard a groan coming from the direction of the lumps.

"You, ow, would be correct in that assumption." Well Bulkheads deep voice was unmistakable. Bumblebee also chimed in saying how he and Raf were okay. Then, all the bots turned on their lights illuminating the dark. Looking around, the area they were in seemed to have gotten smaller since before. It was a bit disconcerting.

"Well does anyone know where we are? And how we can get back to the silo?" Jack along with the other kids were looking up at their guardians. Arcee was about to to comment when suddenly the area they were in flashed with a blinding light, causing everyone to have to close their eyes. Opening them again a moment later, Jack saw they were in a different area. Well great. He was getting tired of blinding lights sending him to different areas.

All around him were giant stacks, filled with what looked like the grey data pads Ratchet was always carrying around. Looking up, Jack saw that this new room they were in had a very, very high ceiling. Turning around, Jack saw something he thought he would never see. At the end of the stack they were in, stood a grey giant Transformer looking down at two tiny data pads. Looking up at Arcee as she gasped, Jack saw shock on her face.

"This is, impossible. This place doesn't exist."

"Arcee. Where are we? What is this place?" Arcee looked down at Jack, her purple optics meeting his brown eyes.

"This is the Iacon Hall of Records. We are on Cybertron." Jack felt his jaw join Rafeal's and Miko's jaw on the floor.

"Well how is that possible? I've been to Cybertron, and it doesn't look anything like this." Jack saw that none of the Autobots weren't looking at him anymore instead they were looking at the other bot. Then suddenly they were moving over towards they grey Autobot. "Well I'm glade we got that all sorted out." The three humans ran trying to keep up with the Autobots.

"Hey. Excuse me? Can you please tell me what this place is?" The Transformer didn't respond or even acknowledge Arcee's question. "I mean I know that this is the Hall of Records, but I am wondering what the year is. I realize that this is probably a stupid question, but I just…" Just then the grey Transformer turned away from them and started walking away from them towards the end of the stacks cutting off Arcee's questions. Fallowing behind him, they couldn't understand why he wasn't answering them. Getting to the end of the stacks Jack watched as this Transformer turned and looked around and after a moment he seemed to find what he was looking for.

"Hey. Clerk. I need you. Now!" Startled a bit by the sudden bras and angry voice that came from the tall bot, team Prime sort of understood why he hadn't answered Arcee. Hearing the clanging of a Transformer running, soon a blue transformer came up and, with his head bowed, came to a stop in front of the other Transformer. Looking at the body of the blue Transformer, Jack couldn't help realizing how similar the bots frame was to Bumblebee's.

"Well maggot, you done wasting my time or do I need to teach you about wasting a Senators time?" The smaller blue bot shook his head. "Good. Now I need to know if there is anymore pads on this subject." The team was stunned to silence by how awful this supposed senator was treating this records clerk.

"Well sir. If there are no others over in their area, then these are the only pads that we have." Blue was suddenly cut off by Grey's hand hitting Blue's cheek and sending him flying to the ground. Fear was evident in the younger bots eyes at the older bot stood over him looking down in disgust at the other bot.

"Do you think me stupid? Do you think I cannot see that there are no more pads over there?" Lifting his ped, Grey slammed the offending extremity into Blue's chest. "If I were so net damaged, then I would have your position. But as I do not, assume I have actually used my mind before. Unlike you."

Well this was all it took for Bulk. Moving forward, Bulkhead stood in front of the giant bot. "Now look hear you slag heap. Just cause you get a polish every now and then, doesn't mean you can talk to this kid like that. No one has that right. Especially a weakling like you." Grey didn't even acknowledge Bulkhead. He just continued staring down at the scared bot. "Hey! I said knock it off."

Grey still didn't look at Bulk. Instead he leaned down and grabbed the bot by his throat and picked him up, and dragged him thru Bulkhead. Gasping, Bulk jumped back, surprised by what had just happened. Grabbing at his chest, Bulkhead's hands didn't go thru.

"What the Well just happened?" Everyone else was just as confused. Reaching out wither hand, Arcee let her servo drag thru the grey Transformers body, surprised how her appendage just disappeared for a moment in the other bots body and then reappeared after he had passed.

"We aren't actually here." Jack couldn't believe what Arcee had just said. "Its like when you three were stuck in that alternate dimension. You could see us. Here us. But couldn't touch us. That's what's happening here. We were sent to the past of a different dimension. We can see, but can't touch." Jack still had a hard time wrapping his head around all of this, but it made sense. A feeling a foreboding sunk deep into Jack's stomach, remembering how hard it had been to get out of the other dimension the last time and how they had almost not made it. He was not looking forward to this at all.

"Look scum. I don't want to be here, but I need this for my speech. So you find me more of what I need, or I will have you sent out to the mines. And you won't need to worry about the new equipment they install because you will be missing your arm." Arcee couldn't help but cringe at how bad that threat was, but it seemed to be scaring the poor clerk who was shaking from fear.

"Please sir. I didn't mean to offend you sir. I just,…"

"I don't care for you apologies, stupid. Or for your excuses. I want my information right now." Throwing the poor clerk to the ground, Team Prime was getting frustrated that they couldn't do anything to stop Grey and even more annoyed that that growing crowd wasn't doing anything either.

"Hey! That's enough!" Everyone turned to the voice in the room and were surprised to see a small femme standing at the end of the stack. This kid was smaller then Arcee, but the glare she had seemed to have put a small stop on the fight.

"And who are you pip squeak?" With a glare the grey bot stalked over to the small bot and his giant stature made her look even smaller.

"I am Evelyn Pax. Head clerk of the Great Halls of Records. And you, Senator Metoris, are no longer welcome here in our great halls."