A/N: Third chapter. Hope you enjoy it! I have a new poll on my profile page just asking what your favorite partnership is from The Ties that Bind. It's nothing important, I'm just curious so if you have the time and you wanna answer please do. I wanna know what people think.

I don't own Transformers.

Twin Times the Fun
My Breaking Point

Hannah's knees bounced under the table anxiously as Johnson and Viglione paced the room around her. It was good cop, bad cop at the moment. Viglione, a handsome, dark Italian man was polite, asking her repeatedly if she wanted anything, while Johnson just continued to scare the heck out of her. She hadn't let it slip yet, but she was tempted after a certain amount of time. She had to go feed Botchy. The poor little guy was probably starving.

"Ms. James, we know that you're not telling us something," Johnson said wearily, "Would you like us to get a warrant?"

"No," she said softly, bowing her head, "But I don't know anything. I heard to crashes and looked out the window."

"Oh! So you did see something!" Johnson shouted, "Are you changing your statement?"

"Look," she sighed, "I looked out the window, saw the craters, saw that my car was destroyed and went to bed because, you see, I am without a job and I needed to get up early to find one. Don't you think that if something destroyed my car I would tell you guys about it?"

"That's true, yet you never came forward. We had to find you. And you never reported anything about your car," Viglione pointed out flipping through various files.

Hannah slouched in her seat. "I don't have insurance." Bother detectives could see that this woman was in a financial bind. Johnson huffed and sat down at the steal table resting his chin on his laced fingers. Hannah looked up meekly and crossed her arms over her stomach. "Can I go? I have to get home."

"Yeah sure," Viglione held out a card, "Call us if you have any other information."

Hannah merely smiled again and took the card. Grabbing her purse off the table she practically ran for the exit shoving the door open. Viglione and Johnson sat in silence for mere moments before the latter said, "What do you think?"

"Oh, she knows something," the younger cop said, "Sweet girl, horrible liar."

"We got nothing to hold her on."

"We'll get her eventually."

Hannah was ignorant to the detectives' plans as she exited the police station, but upon seeing a red hot Lamborghini parked across the street she got a sinking feeling in her stomach. She paused momentarily to stare at it and she knew who it was right away. Looking both ways before crossing the street she stepped up to it, her hand tight around the strap of her purse. The car was still, seemingly normal, but she knew better. The strange, faint insignia on the hood of the car really gave it away so when she asked, "Um, what are you doing here?" she still felt a little stupid.

"I saw you get in the car with those cops," came a whisper.

Hannah looked around cautiously. "Well, I didn't say anything."

"Thanks."

"Well, see ya."

Turning on her heel she moved to walk away when Sideswipe stopped her again. "Wait," she faced him as the passenger side door popped open, "Can I give you a ride home?"

Her mind told her to no. No, no, no, no! But it was a bit of a walk and she didn't want to ask the detective's for a ride. Taking a deep breath and passing another suspicious look around, she slid into the car, the door shutting on its own. It was unnerving to see the key turn in the ignition on its own as the car came to life. Quickly fastening her seat belt she clutched her purse in her lap. Her heart was racing and Sides was able to tell.

"Calm down," he laughed through the radio, "I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Oh, I-I know," she said, her voice teetering on fear, "It's just weird to see a car driving itself."

"Oh!" he exclaimed, "Well, how about this."

And then there was a man in the car, dematerializing out of nowhere, latterly. Hannah yelped and slammed herself against the car door in shock. The man was young, twenties, with tan skin and completely shaved head. He had toned arms from what she could see under the gray zipped sweater and red t-shirt he wore under that and she wouldn't put it past him to have a rock hard six pack or something. He wore light blue jeans with holes in the knees and black shoes. He grinned at her, probably because she was both shocked and thoroughly impressed, his unnaturally blue eyes twinkling mischievously. Holy Mother of God he was hot.

"Wha…Wha…?"

The man laughed. "It's a hologram. It's a new program I got from a buddy of mine named Hound. Usually, holograms are just transmitted visible rays of light, but this thing," he held up a hand, "is completely physical. The projector wasn't damaged in the crash and since all you humans look a little different I picked different qualities from different human males," he explained, "Just so it doesn't look like no one's driving. Does this make you feel better?"

"…Oh, um, yeah. Thanks."

"No problem."

The "hologram" proceeded to drive, which was interesting, because she knew that he really wasn't. Hannah stayed pressed back in her seat still nervous because Sideswipe drove a lot faster than what she would've preferred. The engine roared as they raced down the street. Hannah's hands tightened around her purse as they took a bump really fast. Sideswipe had a large grin on his face.

"You know, you're the first human I've ever made contact with let alone drive around."

"Really?" she squeaked nervously.

"Yep! So how do I compare to Earth cars?"

"Well, uh, you're a lot faster."

Sideswipe merely laughed at her nervousness. "You need to lighten up, as your species says! Have a little fun!"

Then she asked something that she immediately wished she hadn't. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Sides looked downright confused. "Do you want me to be mean?"

"No!" she protested, "It's just that, well, no one's ever been really nice to me except for Ken."

"Ken?" Sides asked, "Is he your mate?"

"What? No! No, he's my best friend!" she answered quickly, "We tried, but it didn't work out. He was the only friend I really have besides Botchy."

"Who's Botchy?"

"My cat."

"…What's a cat?"

Hannah gave him an odd look. "Did you come here without knowing anything?"

"Well, I normally would've been able to link up to the World Wide Web, but since we crashed we were pretty damaged. Not only can we not do that, but our communications were knocked out with or navigation systems. We only managed to learn the languages of Earth before we got knocked off course."

"So why do you need to get to Nevada?"

"Our leader, Optimus Prime, is there with more Autobots."

"There are more of you?"

"Sure are," Sides nodded, "Two factions, the Autobots and the Decepticons. As far as I know though the Decepticons have been eradicated from Earth since their leader, Megatron, was destroyed. Decepticons are the bad guys, by the way. They came here to destroy your race."

"Pleasant. And what about you?"

"I'm an Autobot. We protect. It's in our nature. So we came here to stop the Decepticons from killing you all."

"Oh, well, thanks…I guess," she said, amazedly, "So why did the Decepticons want to destroy us? What did we do?"

"You didn't do anything," he continued, "Our race was created by a power called the All Spark, a giant cube lookin' thing. We don't know how it was created, but it gave us life. Well, Megatron, the hulking-slaghead that he is, decides that he wanted the All Spark to rule the universe, so then the Great War began. The war killed our planet. The Autobots sent the All Spark into space. There weren't that many of us and the Decepticons have always had greater numbers. Well, guess where it landed?"

"Gonna go on a limb and say Earth."

"Yep and Megatron came here to get it. Well to make a long story short, there was a deciding battle and we won. Megatron was killed and as far as I know so where the Decepticons stationed here. But the All Spark was also destroyed in the fight as the only way to kill Megatron by using it on him. So without it, Cybertron is dead."

"I'm sorry," Hannah said softly.

"It's not your fault. We killed our planet, but now that the war is over Optimus sent a transmission through space calling all the Autobots to Earth. Your government has allowed us to stay, kinda of like refugees as long as your species doesn't know about us."

"Wow."

"Yep."

"So your friends are in Nevada and you need to get there," she mused thoughtfully.

"That's right."

"But you can't get there because some of your systems are down."

"…That's what I said."

"So you need to get there somehow."

"…Are you going anywhere with this?"

"How about I get you directions?" she suggested, "We can get a map off the Internet. I don't have a computer but my friend Ken does."

"Really?"

Hannah smiled sincerely. "Yeah! We can go right now if you want. I just have to stop by my apartment to feed Botchy."

"Alright!" Sides cheered excitedly.

Getting to her apartment she reassured him that she'd be right back. Rushing upstairs Botchy was waiting by the door with a look of indigence on his furry face. Quickly pouring some food in his bowl she rushed to change out of her clothes, still coffee stained into a pair of jeans and a long sleeved black shirt that hugged her form nicely, showing the curves she tended to hide. Pulling her frizzy brown hair back into a ponytail she slipped on some tennis shoes and grabbed her purse before rushing back out the door again, making sure to pat Botchy before she left. The Lamborghini was idling there when she came out, the hologram still in place, looking like an excited kid about to go to the candy store. The door opened for her once again shutting as soon as she was inside. They were about to pull back onto the street when a yellow Lamborghini rolled to a stop in front of them with no one in the driver's seat. Hannah got another sinking feeling in her gut, especially when Sides muttered 'uh oh'.

"Where in Primus have you been?" Sunstreaker demanded angrily, "And what are you doing with the human?"

"Look, bro, the police took her in to ask her questions and I offered to drive her home. She knows as way we can get to Nevada so before you go ballistic on me just hear me out."

"What did you tell her? You never know when to keep your fragging mouth shut!"

Hannah slouched in her seat timidly as the yelling continued. She was never comfortable with yelling and for good reason, having grown up with it and having to deal with it even now from her mother. She closed her eyes, trying desperately to calm herself down. Sides noticed to fear radiating off her in waves and was immediately angry at his stubborn brother, knowing full well it was more his fault.

"Will you stop yelling?" he snapped, "You're scaring her!"

"I don't care! Tell her to get out! We're leaving right now!"

"Don't be stupid! We don't know where we're going!"

"Well, neither does she!"

"She's gonna get us directions off the Internet! Her friend has a computer so either come with us to check it out or don't, just stop yelling!"

Sunny growled and rolled backwards, allowing Sides to pass, but the red car was motionless, the hologram looking at Hannah worriedly with blue eyes. "Are you okay?"

Hannah looked down ashamedly and merely nodded. Sides glared at his twin, but she wasn't paying attention as he pulled onto the road, Sunny following at a small distance. Hannah hugged herself in her own little ball, timid and uncomfortable. Sides had no idea humans were so sensitive, not really understanding that not all humans were like her, just some mistreated ones with a lot of baggage to carry. Hannah gave him the directions softly, not really so eager to talk as she used to be. They arrived at a decent suburb and Sides pulled onto the drive way of a specified house.

"Okay," she said, "I'll rush in and out and give you the directions."

"Thanks a lot, Hannah," the hologram said, "You might not think we do, but we really appreciate this. I'm sorry about—"

"Be right back," she interrupted.

Jumping out of the car her eyes were drawn to Sunstreaker who she felt was using his headlights to glare at her right now. Bowing her head again she rushed up to the door and rang the doorbell. Ken answered immediately pleased to see his best friend, but she shoved him inside before he could really greet her, slamming the door behind her. Sunny monitored the front door edgily. While his brother was eager to trust the human, he was not.

"I need to borrow your computer real quick," she stated.

Ken frowned annoyingly. "Hello to you too."

"Hi," she greeted stiffly, "So can I?"

"Yeah sure. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she said rushing over to the desktop on the table, "I just need to get some directions."

"Where you going?"

"They're not for me. There for some friends."

"And they can't get them themselves?"

"Nope."

Ken figured out that he wasn't going to get much out of her this way. "Are you sure you're okay? You're really jumpy."

"I'm fine," she said again typing away at the computer.

The man sighed and shook his head, shifting his attention to the computer screen, his eyes opening large in surprise. "Tranquility, Nevada? Why are they driving to Nevada?"

"To meet some friends."

"Why don't they fly?"

"They don't want to."

"Okay, enough! Hannah what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing!" she cried in exasperation, "I just spent a few hours at a police station and I'm tired okay?"

"What? Why?"

"Because the meteors that crashed in the parking lot were missing."

Ken laughed lightly. "Because they got up and walked away as giant robots, right?"

Hannah was not in the mood so she looked at him without a trace of amusement on her face. "That's right."

"Did you tell them that?"

"No."

"What'd you tell them?"

"Nothing."

Ken didn't really press for anymore when it was obvious Hannah was on a mission. Printing the directions from Yahoo she took them from the printer and headed for the door.

"Where you going?"

"To give them the directions."

"Now?"

"Yep."

Ken's face looked a bit hurt as she adjusted his glasses. "Oh, alright. See ya."

Hannah immediately felt bad. Turning around she hugged him tightly. "Sorry," she said, "I just had a long day."

"It's okay," he responded hugging her back.

"But I really have to go," she stated stepping back, "They need these ASAP."

"Alright," he smiled, "Talk to you tomorrow."

Hannah nodded and smiled. Leaving the house and got into the Lamborghini. Ken's mouth dropped a little upon seeing the cars, one on the drive and one in the street. Hannah waved from the window as the cars pulled down the street, their engines piercing the night. Ken couldn't help but feel a little green with envy due to the fact that this was the first time he had ever seen a Lamborghini in person let alone ride in one.

"When the heck did she start hanging out with guys in Lamborghinis?" Ken asked himself.

Hannah smiled, her posture more relaxed as she held up the directions. Sides took them and looked them over with a grin. "Thanks a lot Hannah."

"No problem," she replied.

"Long trip though."

"You're going to the other side of the country. It's gonna be a long trip," she laughed slightly.

"Yeah. Want me to take you home?"

She nodded and they headed back for her apartment. The ride was silent minus the soft music playing over the radio. Upon reaching the complex she climbed out. "Thanks for the ride."

"Your welcome."

"Good luck finding your friends."

"Thanks."

"Drive safely. And don't speed. You'll get pulled over and I don't think you guys will have a driver's license and registration let alone the money to pay off a ticket."

Sides laughed. "Okay."

Hannah felt a little sad to see him go. His twin wasn't very nice, but Sideswipe was a lot of fun to be around. His happy-go-lucky nature just made her smile and want to have fun. "Alright, guys. Bye."

"If you ever get to Tranquility…" Sides hinted.

"I'll see if I can find you guys," she laughed.

The yellow one rolled away first, without so much as a thank you or goodbye, but she didn't think of it. Sides hesitated before following, the beeping of a horn filling the night air. Hannah smiled more sadly. Oh, well. At least she helped them out. Hopefully they would make it there. Directions off the Internet sometimes screwed you over by taking you on all sorts of unnecessary detours. Smiling she headed for the door only to see a strand of caution tape depicting that the door was broken and to use the other door. Sighing she stared around for the back of the building towards the parking lot. Walking around the craters still blocked by caution tape as well she moved towards the old white swinging door.

She was reaching for it when a hand clamped over her mouth and dragged her back. She immediately started screaming and struggling, trying to reach for the pepper spray in her purse but the bag was snatched from her hands as she was dragged further away into the alley in the corner of the parking lot. She knew who her attackers were. That street gang that she thought had left was back, probably only MIA because of Sunny and Sides' landing and to avoid cops. Well, now that the cops were gone they must've seized the opportunity. She was vaguely aware of the orders being tossed around about getting her to shut up and hold her still. And they succeeded when something sharp and cool was pressed against her neck.

"Keep screaming and I slice you wide open," a voice hissed in her ear.

She remained still, clamping her legs together, staying completely stiff. The hand was not removed from her mouth and the neither was the knife. She was crying now, she knew she was, because the burning of tears in her eyes forced her to close them. Some hands were removed as an order was issued to keep watch. When someone climbed on top of her she thought 'fuck the knife' and immediately started struggling again. The knife pressed to her skin, drawing blood. Unfazed by the prick of pain she bit the hand, forcing the attacker to rear back as she inhaled deeply. She used the opportunity to scream as loud as she could, hoping someone would hear it, only to be smacked, hard, across the face. Knocked for a daze she wasn't really able to put up much of a fight anymore as her head spun in circles as hands groped at her chest.

The rev of two engines pierced the air as headlights shone down the alley brightly forcing her attackers to cover their eyes. They scrambled and as soon as she was free she curled into a ball and shook, scared witless. The voices faded and so did the lights. A car door opened and shut and someone was running towards her. Kneeling down beside her she didn't look at them because she was too afraid of who it might be, so she kept her eyes shut and stayed in her protective ball.

"Is she okay?"

"I think so. Hannah?"

That was Sides. She sat up quickly and hugged him around the waist tightly, thanking whatever made them that their holograms were physical, because she really wanted to be held right now. Sides laughed a little nervously and gently hugged her back. Sunny's hologram stood a few feet away. Unlike his brother whose head was shaved Sunny had blond hair cut around his head, faming his strong cheek bones. He dressed a little more "prep" than his twin taking on a pair of faded blue jeans, brown shoes and fitting American Eagle t-shirt. He also looked a little awkward, even feeling a little guilty about yelling at the poor girl who was only trying to help.

"We heard you scream," Sides said to her rubbing her back, "We came to see if you were okay."

"Well, I'm not okay!" she cried, "I'm not okay, okay? I can't take this anymore! I can't do anything right! And, and I couldn't defend myself! I didn't do anything wrong so why does everything bad happen to me? I got fired from my job because of my EYEBROWS!"

If possible she cried harder, yelling at herself for her pathetic weakness and lack of ability to stand up for herself or to others. The stress of her childhood coupled with her meager existence finally snapped. She didn't understand why it all had to happen to her. She didn't understand why no one ever thought she was good enough. She tried her hardest to make everyone happy, not even stopping for a moment to think that maybe it was making her miserable. Well, now she just wanted to walk away. Walk away from her mother, trying to get a job and pay the rent. Now she just wanted to do something for herself for once. Sides looked up at Sunny helplessly, but not for long because the girl's sobs were reduced to quiet sniffles and deep breaths as she leaned back, rubbing her eyes of tears, apologizing repeatedly.

Sides smiled a little. "That's okay."

Hannah managed a smile, but it made her cheek hurt so she stopped. "Ow."

Sides gently took her chin and forced her to look up and to the side exposing the cut on her neck and the growing bruise on her cheek. For the first time since she met him, Hannah was a little afraid of Sides because of the angry expression on his face as he looked back at his brother. "Those humans are gonna pay."

"Wait!" Hannah cried, "Don't! Just think about what you're doing. You don't need the cops after you."

"We're not allowed to harm humans, Sides," Sunny said tersely, "No matter what."

"But they—"

"I'm okay," Hannah reassured, "You saved me. Thanks, you guys."

Sides still wanted to go after them, you could tell by the way his eyes seemed to glow, but he refrained, smiling at Hannah again. "Maybe you should come with us?"

"What?" both Sunny and Hannah gaped.

"Yeah!" Sides said cheerfully, "Come with us! You can help us navigate."

"We don't need help navigating," Sunny stated.

Sides glared at him, knowing that full well. "Listen," Sides said to Hannah, "it's not safe here for you anymore. You be better off coming with us."

"But I can't leave. I-I have to stay."

"Why?"

"Well, my Mom! She's on welfare and I take care of her and…and…"

That was really her only reason; the mother who didn't want her. But she still just couldn't up and leave. Who would take care of Botchy? Well, Ken loved the cat. Ken could take care of him no problem. Well, what about her apartment? She hated it and was on the verge of losing it anyways having not paid the rent recently. But…but…

"I'll slow you guys down," she stated, "It'll take longer with me. I have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, and if I sit in a car too long my knees really start to hurt and—"

"It's no problem! We don't mind, do we Sunny?"

"There you go with that 'we' thing again."

Sides just continued to smile. "C'mon!" he encouraged, "It'll be fun!"

"Fun?" Sunny asked skeptically, "Sideswipe, we're trying to travel across the country to find our comrades, not take some road trip."

"But that's what it is! A road trip! The more the merrier, right?"

"…No."

"You're just stubborn," Sides stated to his brother, "I want her to go. I'd miss her too much if we just left her!"

This made Hannah smile to the fact that he would miss her. Maybe she could go. She could leave her mother some money saved in her bank account and she could just go. Sure she knew no one in Nevada, but she would have these guys and she could just find another way to get back here when she needed to. Sides looked eager for her answer. Slowly, she looked up at him. With a small smile and the slightest nod she agreed.

I know that the whole "Autobot saving some chick from being raped" is kinda used a lot, but I needed something really dramatic to finally make her break you know? I don't like writing scenes like that so much which is why it's not my favorite. Anyways, I hope you still enjoyed the entire chapter. Thanks a lot for reading!

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