Sorry for taking so long... The weather has been wreaking havoc in my town so things have been fun to say the least... Anyways I'm sorry for the delay of this chapter and I hate to say it but the word count for this chapter has fallen at a pathetic 1712 words... But after writing this chapter about six times with dissatisfaction with each outcome I printed them out and threw a dart at my wall. This was the one I nailed.

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Disclaimer: This is obviously a fanfiction... so I don't own Transformers... it belongs to Hasbro...

Oooh I do gotta question... How old would you say Jazz really is? I hope I've got a good range... if not let me know and I'll fix it.

Chapter 6

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~Sam's Pov~

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"Barricade?" Sam almost screeched into his cell phone. "What the hell do you think he wants with Cassie?" Sam was panicking after receiving a text from Bee to stay put at the school after spotting the Decepticon.

"Nothing good. I've lost track of him but I've called the others to give them a heads up. They're on their way into town."

Sam ran a hand through his hair. "So do you want me to stay put or what?"

"I'll be there in two minutes, you and Mikaela meet me out front."

"What about Cassie?"

"I can only hope she went home." Bee said before disconnecting the line.

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~Cassie's pov~

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"The nerve of that guy..." Cassie grumbled as she crossed her arm as she waited for the light to change. She was still irritated at the cop, but what had really pressed her buttons was Jazz who kept insisting that she go home.

"Cassie you need to go home." Jazz repeated for the tenth time in the last five minutes.

Tell him to shut it. She glared at Crescent who shook her head in turn.

"Jazz please, she isn't going to listen."

"This isn't the time to play around Cassandra." Jazz said with absolutely no accent in his voice. "That was no ordinary cop."

Considering that the damned car had more a fucking aura than the cop himself? Yeah I kinda noticed. Cassie let out a slight huff as she started across the street. She was downtown at this point, the complete opposite direction of the house. I don't care.

"Cassie..."

"She says she noticed and she doesn't care..."

"Well she should! If he's afta ya it ain't a good thing. Nothing that he and his want is a good thing. Ya need to get back home and-"

"Alright. That's it." Cassie growled before sharply veering right into an alley. "Give me one good reason why I should listen to you. Either of you. I can't seem to find two minutes to myself here lately because you've been tailing me for days. And-" she held up a finger to stop Jazz protest in his defense, "Yes I know you have enough sense to leave me alone in school but I am not alone or given a chance to be alone. I am cursed to be stuck with Crescent because she is literally the other half of my soul but I am not the reason you are tethered to this plane of existence. So if you honestly can give me one viable reason as to why I should listen then by all means go ahead. But it better be a good one."

Jazz stared at the girl, his poker face perfect but she could sense him having difficulty over what to tell her. "Cassie... That's a mighty tall order. I'm not exactly sure where to begin or what Ah should tell ya."

Cassie stared at him for a few moments before letting out a light sigh and turning away. "Never mind then, just go home Jazz. Come on Crescent. I need to find the library."

"Cassie..."

Cassie replied my merely slipping on her ear buds and walking away. Crescent looked between the two of them before offering Jazz an apologetic smile and following after her twin.

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~Sam's Pov~

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Sam was loosing his mind. He had tried to call Cassie only to groan as her phone was answered by his mom. After bold facedly lying to his mother as to why he was calling and finding out that his father had extended their trip by another two days, Sam hung up and beat his head on a door frame, earning him a scolding from Ratchet who opted to stay with him and Mikaela while the other three Autobot's scoured the town for signs of Barricade and Cassie.

"Where is she? If she gets hurt mother will maim me. Then beat the shit out of everyone else with her bat..." Sam groaned.

"Cassie's fine Sam." Mikaela said pulling him to sit down beside her on the couch.

"Yeah but what if she isn't? What if robocop actually got her you know? What the hell could they want with Cassie?"

"If I had to surmise," The twosome jumped at the sound of Ratchet's voice from behind them as he came into the living room. "It's a ploy of some kind or other. While it's easy to assume that the Decepticons want revenge on you for Megatron's demise, they are more than likely under Starscream's command now, and Starscream doesn't give two credits about Megatron's offlining other than the fact that he's now in charge. Barricade could very likely be working of his own accord, with perhaps an ulterior motive like obtaining energon from us... It's hard to determine what could be going through his processors at this point in time." Ratchet tilted his head as his eyes dimmed slightly. "At least the girl is finally home." He said with a sigh. "I'll comm the others."

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~Cassie's Pov~

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Cassie frowned at the street as she slipped between the houses to the back of the house. I don't remember Sam saying that we'd have company... she eyed the familiar eyesore of an ambulance.

"Maybe Sam got hurt again? Unless you think something happened to Bee." Crescent commented as she tumbled over the hedge. "I really hope not. That weird medic is kinda creepy-whoa!" Crescent bumped into Jazz.

"Ya'll safe!" Jazz cheered as he hugged the unsuspecting ghost. "You two have ev'ryone worried sick about ya!"

"Like I give a damn." Cassie spat. The sound of the Camaro's engine pulled into the drive behind her as she let out a low growl and slipped into the house. She glared at the pill container waiting on the table for her.

"Cassie!" Sam cam running into the kitchen from the living room while the backdoor opened harshly as Bee bolted in.

Cassie raised a brow. "Yes Samuel?"

"Are you okay?" Sam grabbed her arms and began to look her over. "Where have you been?"

"Why do you care?" she narrowed her eyes as she shrugged him off. "I went to the library. Now stop grabbing at me."

"Do you realize how worried we were?"

"..." Cassie shook her head before she stepped around her cousin. "I didn't realize it was a crime to spend my day so innocently trying to improve my studies."

"Don't you realize how dangerous it is to go by yourself?" Sam grabbed her shoulder.

Cassie tensed and let out a long slow breath. "I am perfectly able to take care of myself Sam. Now let go of me."

Sam paid no mind to the use of his nickname as he let out an irritated growl. "Cassie need to talk about something."

"If it's about you and Kae doing the dirty in your room last night I won't let Aunt Judy know." Cassie said dryly as she smirked at his wordless choke. "What did you think that you really could be quiet? I swear Kae doesn't make as much noise as you."

"That's just low..." Jazz commented as she quickly dodged around Sam and made her way up the stairs.

"Yeah well he should be more considerate of the other people in the house if he's going to 'play' at midnight. If Bee hadn't taken me upstairs I would have been able to sleep through Sam's escapades." Cassie hissed under her breath.

"CASSIE!" Sam must have broken through his temporary stupor finally because his pounding footsteps came rushing up the stairs behind her. She let out a chuckle before darting the rest of the way up the stairs, bolting down the hallway and into her room, before slamming the door behind her and securely locking it.

"Cassie open the door."

Cassie said nothing as she smirked and opened her backpack and pulled out her books.

Sam pounded on the door. "Cassie!"

Cassie tried to ignore her cousin... who was surprisingly loud for a guy... I swear he's a girl in disguise...

"Please. Sam would make an ugly woman. Though he can certainly put a banshee to shame. Geez Louise he's louder than ME." Crescent gagged.

"Ya really should talk ta him and the others." Jazz said as he entered the room.

"Move over Sam." Ratchet's voice cut off Sam's yelling on the other side of the door frame. The lock twitched as he began to pick it.

Wow someone's using their noggin... Cassie raised a brow and sighed. "What part of leave me alone doesn't anyone seem to get?" She grumbled as she opened the window.

"Cassie what are ya thinkin'?" Jazz yelped as she poked her head out the window to gage the distance to the roof.

"What does it look like?" she smirked as she balanced herself on the ledge before carefully standing up and stretching to reach the gutter.

"You're goin' ta break yer fraggin' neck!"

"Calm down Jazz it's not like this isn't something she hasn't done before. Careful Cassie the roof's pitch is higher than the one back home..."

Tell me something I didn't know... Thank god for Uncle Ron being so meticulous about his house and garden. Cassie thought as she let out a grunt as she pulled herself up on to the edge.

"Girl if Ah was still online you would give me a spark attack."

Cassie frowned at Jazz's statement. Online? Spark attack? Why the hell does he talk like a fricking computer nerd half of the time? "Jazz... Just how old are you?" She spoke quietly as she glanced over at the suddenly uneasy spirit.

Jazz had turned is gaze away as he stared down at the vehicles that had lined up in front of the Witwicky residence sometime while she had been in her room. "Dey should be the one's to tell you the answers ya want... Not meh."

"And I asked you."

Blue eyes bore into her grey ones with a deep intensity that made her shudder as he said, "Millennia. Ah am just shy of a couple hundred Millennia."