Leon sighed, entering the liaison office with a frown. Luke glanced up from the computer he was frowning at and his face lit with a smile.

"Come here a moment." He motioned her to the other side of the desk and pointed at the screen.

"Move the three onto the four and then the four onto the five which is on the queen." Leon snickered. Luke grinned moving the cards and minimizing Solitare.

"Thank you for coming." Luke gestures to the chair he had moved over to the other side for her. Leon fell into it, tucking her feet beneath her.

"Not sure why you'd want a mechanic." She snorted, placing her head on her fist. "So what do you want?"

"I was in need of some assistance today." He shuffled through a stack of papers. "I have a deadline for several papers and not nearly enough time to complete them. I needed somebody who wasn't very busy at the moment, and since we're at peace right now, I though you'd work."

"You're making me your gopher, aren't you?" Leon grumbled, heart-shaped face set in a scowl.

"Not at all. I have several things around base that I need to attend to, such as a meeting with Mr. Prime regarding new Autobots and talking with your uncle about supplies. I figured those were easy tasks, so you shouldn't have too much trouble." He handed her a stack of paper work with a charming smile. "I'll see you for dinner, okay?"

"I guess..." Leon strode out the door, tucking the clipboard she had snagged under her arm.

Luke frowned as Leon shut the door, returning to his game of Solitare.

'This was part of the plan.' he assured himself. 'Gain her trust first. Simple tasks, Luke, simple tasks.'

It was true that he did have several papers and letters to complete, but he'd already sent them off. But his desk was stacked with paper and most of it needed to vanish.

Luke wasn't particularity organized.

"Yo, Optimus!" Leon smiled as she stepped into his office, complete with an Autobot sized table and desk.

"Leon, I didn't expect to see you here." He lifted her gently to the desk top.

"Well, I didn't expect to be a gopher for the liaison." She grumbled. "So, what's the deal with the new Autobots coming in?"

Optimus vented, shuttering his optics.

"There are three; First Aid, Wheeljack and Prowl. First Aid is a medic, Wheeljack is a scientist and Prowl is my SIC."

"Fun." Leon nodded. "You want me to check on them when the get here? And they need alt forms too, don't they?"

Optimus nodded, handing her a data pad.

"Take that to Thorne. It has the information he wants." The leader chuckled.

"How was your day, sugarmelon?" Ellie asked her friend, who was curled in her blankets with her multitude of pillows over her head.

"That's new." Leon muttered. "My day sucked."

"Why?"

"I had to spend the day with Luke. Doing smart stuff, which really isn't my thing."

"We all know that, honey." Ellie snickered. "Why did Luke have you?"

"Have me!?" Leon screeched, bolting upright. "Did you think we had sex or something!?"

Ellie was quiet, and then nodded.

"Hentai!" The mechanic threw a pillow at Ellie, who ducked the moment the Japanese word for pervert spewed from her mouth.

"So you did?"

Leon roared, launching herself from her bed at her best friend, who avoided it and watched as she tumbled out the door and into the wall.

The mocha woman darted forward, slamming the door shut and giggling loudly as she locked it. Leon banged on the door.

"Ellie! Let me in!" The mechanic hammered on the metal door.

"I'm sorry what?!" She grabbed a chip bag from the garbage, and crinkled it "You're breaking up!"

"We're not on the phone, you moron!"

"Oh, we're not?" Ellie sauntered to the bed waiting for her, and flopped down. She pulled out her mp3 player, shoved the headphones into her ears and proceeded to ignore her friend.

Leon glared at the door, feeling her hair for any sort of bobby pin only to come up empty. There would be no way to get into her room without Ellie unlocking it first.

Which meant she had to find somewhere else to sleep, and she wasn't going anywhere near her uncles, because they snored.

So that left the mechanic with Luke's help -which wasn't going to happen, because he was weird- or the Autobots, who were cars and therefore had comfy seats she could sleep on.

So with her desination set, Leon turned for the Autobot's hanger.

She was nearly squished as two of the bots came out of the hanger.

"Lion," Sideswipe scooped her up and lifted her to his optics. "What are you doing up so late? Aren't humans supposed to be recharging?"

"Yes." Leon growled, folding her legs and shifting on his warm hand, while Sunstreaker peered at her over his younger brother's shoulder. "Ellie locked me out."

"What are you doing here?"

"You guys are all techincally cars, so I figure I would sleep in one of you."

"Everyone locks their doors when they go into recharge, and the private berths were finished today." Sunny snorted, pulling his brother down the hall.

"Oh." The mechanic pouted, fixing her gaze on Sideswipe. "Sides..."

"Yes...?"

"You love me right?"

"No. I don't feel this 'love' for you."

"Sides...You're my friend, right...?"

"What do you want?"

"Sides...Can I sleep on your backseat!?"

"No."

"Please?" She fixed him with a kicked puppy look.

"No." He looked away, and then glanced back. "Fine."

"Thank you, Sideswipe! You're the best!"

"He's not!"

"You're the best too, Sunny~!"

"Don't call me that." Sunstreaker muttered half-heartedly as he ducked into a hanger and headed for the bearth on the right wall. Sideswipe headed for the one on the opposite side.

Ellie frowned, thoughtfully staring at the diagram on the table before her as she munched on a piece of bacon. After she had kicked out Leon -for no reason other than she was bored-, the female had vanished.

"Why are you so glum?" Epps asked, poking her shoulder.

"Leon's vanished again."

"I'm not missing." Leon spoke up from behind the mocha woman, hands filled with a data pad and a large armful of folders. Somehow she managed to keep a plate of hashbrowns balanced on top, but considering it was food, that wasn't surprising. "I'm just busy."

"What is that!?" Lennox mumbled through his eggs.

"The data pad is from Ratchet, the folders are Luke's and the hashbrowns are my breakfast. You got a problem with that?" Leon growled, sucking some of the potatos off the plate before continuing on.

"Maybe I shouldn't have let her go to Luke..." The major muttered, flinching as Ellie pinned him with a look.

"It was you?!"

"Yes." Will squeaked. "He personally requested her. I couldn't say no!"

"Seriously. Have you seen the way he looks at her?" Ellie deadpanned.

"No. Why?"

"It's like he wants to devour her." Ellie grinned, bugging the man she considered an uncle.

"Epps, you still have binoculars right?"

"Yes. Why?"

"We're going to play ninja."

"I'm not playing anything with you."

Will fixed him with a kicked puppy look, one which Leon had helped him perfect. Epps sighed.

"Fine."