A/N: At least I updated within the same month. Whoot! Okay, I apologize in advance for any spelling and grammar mistakes. I loved writing this chapter, as angsty as it is, and I couldn't wait to share it with you. So don't hate me. Please enjoy!

Anways, check out this story called To Protect What Is Precious by Meiza. Only the first chapter is up, but it's so good already. It's kinda like this one, but there are obvious differneces. I'm eagerly awaiting the next chapter. So if you're reading this, Meiza, hurry up! lol!

I don't own Transformers.

Twin Times the Fun
Abandon

Sides peeked at Hannah for what seemed to be the seventeenth time since they got back on the road. It was both flattering and annoying. Hannah wasn't used to anyone staring at her, much less an alien, which made her blush, but on the other hand, why couldn't he star at something else?

"Sides," she said warningly.

"Sorry," the mech immediately replied, "It's just, well…"

"Just say it," Hannah encouraged.

"Well, why'd you change the way you looked? I thought it was fine."

Hannah looked over at him, oddly perplexed by the question, but then saw the sincere curiosity in his gaze. "Girls like to do this sometimes. It's fun to get pampered. It's makes them feel…pretty." Sides suddenly looked away from her, so fast that she knew that he was trying to hide something. "What?" she asked.

"I don't think you needed it."

Hannah frowned dumbly. "Huh?"

"I already thought that you were pretty."

Hannah turned fifteen different shades of red, so rapidly Side thought her head was going to explode. Hannah stared at his with extremely wide eyes, so wide that they were bulging.

"What?" Sides asked.

"You…thought I was pretty?"

Sides frowned. "You didn't think you were pretty?"

"Honestly, not really."

"What's that human saying? 'Beauty is only skin deep?' It's just not looks, though Sunny thinks so," he laughed a little, "I thing you are a beautiful person. You kind, generous, and fun. That's all that matters to me."

"Do you still like my makeover though? I didn't waste money, did I?"

"I think you look great. And before you say it, I've seen plenty of human females already and I still think you're the best."

A sincere, heartfelt smile came to Hannah lips. "Thank you Sides."

"No problem."

They sat in a short silence before Hannah spoke. "So tell me about your friends. What are they like?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, their names, their personalities, whatever you want to tell me."

"Where should I even start?" he asked himself, "Right now, there's four of them, plus me and Sunny making six and hopefully more are on the way. Our leader is Optimus Prime."

Sides went on to talk about the four Autobots individually. Hannah laughed as he described Ratchet's annoyance with him and his brother and awed at Bumblebee's apparent sweetness as the 'kid' of the Autobots. Ironhide made her a little nervous, but she understood that he was a hardened warrior with a lot of battles under his belt. She had an immediate respect for Optimus Prime. He was a loyal, noble leader and apparently the youngest one the Autobots ever had.

The more he talked about his comrades, the more his thoughts went to others that weren't on Earth. There were many names that came through. Hound, Wheeljack, Red Alert, Prowl were only a couple. He talked about them as well and the more he did, the more she hoped that she would be around to meet them.

"You've been alive for a long time, huh?"

Sides looked at her. "Not long for me, but yeah, long for you."

"Do you ever grow old?"

"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't sure?" Sides said, "With the War and everything no one died of old age. If you were going to die it was in battle. I don't think even Ratchet is sure at this point."

A strange thought passed through her mind. "I don't think I'd want to live forever."

Sides looked at her curiously. "Why?"

"Well," she shrugged, "I guess that forever just seems to be a long time. The world would change, people would change and I would stay the same. To me, part of life is change and experiencing new things."

"Humans don't live long, do they?"

Hannah noted the sad tone in his voice as she looked up at him. "Not compared to you."

"So you'll die soon?"

She tired to laugh to defuse the sad aura. "Not for awhile, Sides, but yeah, eventually."

"I don't want you to die."

Hannah reached over and took his hand resting between the seats. "Everything does eventually. But let's not think about it, okay? I've got plenty of time."

Sides didn't look entirely convinced but he nodded. Hannah moved to pull her hand back but Sides merely squeezed, keeping it in his grip. "Friends hold hands right?"

"Uh, yeah."

"I saw two humans doing this in one of the towns we passed through."

Hannah tried to keep her voice level. "You did?"

"Yeah, male and female."

Hannah wasn't sure if she should tell them that the chance of them being in a relationship entailing a little more than friendship was really high. Instead she let it go. She was surprised at how real his hand felt. It really felt like skin. Her face warmed and she knew she was blushing again. She reminded herself that he wasn't human. He was at least 20 feet tall and was made of metal. He didn't understand what he was doing. He thought it was something friends did.

But still, as she turned her head to look out the window, she kept her hand in his.

"Sides, company."

Talk about a mood killer.

Hannah spun around in her seat to stare out the back window. Sure enough, there were four cop cars behind them, gaining speed and the sound of the sirens started to fill the air. People moved out of the way, giving them way, but Sides and Sunny only sped up. There was no way they were going to be able to keep up with two Lamborghinis. Sides grinned as he accelerated, Sunny easily following suit.

They weaved between cars with skill. Hannah pressed herself back into the seat and while she was better prepared for this time around she was still nervous.

Something to Sides left caught his attention. "More incoming."

Sure enough there were a few more police cruisers pulling into on the ramp. Hannah felt a foreboding sensation in the pit of her stomach. Something was wrong.

"They're herding us," Sides confirmed.

"What do you mean?"

"They're trying to force us to go a certain way, but there not behaving like the cops from before. They don't want us to stop. Sunny?"

"I thought only this country's government knew of our existence. Local and state authorities aren't supposed to know."

"Maybe this is the government then," Hannah suggested, "Maybe this all just one big misunderstanding."

"It's possible," Sides admitted.

"No," Sunny growled, "We can't trust them. We should just go."

"But what if these guys could clear your names?" Hannah said, "Maybe they'll put out the broadcast that you didn't kidnap me and take us to your friends."

"I think we should roll with it," Sides agreed, "Let's see what happens."

"I don't like this."

"Relax, bro," Sides reassured, "If it's a trap we'll haul aft, okay?"

Sunny merely growled irritably.

Sides slowed down and allowed the police cruisers to surround him. Sunny allowed them to as well, but his engine revved threateningly. Hannah gulped nervously and they were herded towards the upcoming exit. Sides' hologram's eyes were narrowed in concentration as he focused on the road ahead of them, occasionally checking the police and his brother to make sure Sunstreaker didn't let loose on these guys.

They were led down an empty street. Surrounded by trees it didn't look like there were any houses in the immediate vicinity. There was a barricade up ahead made of a line of black SUVs. There seemed to be soldiers standing, prepared with some sort of variety of weapon. Sides' hands clenched on the steering wheel, but that was all. A man in a black suit stepped forward as they pulled to a stop. Hannah held her breath.

"We know who you are," the man said, "Let the girl go."

Hannah looked at Sides worriedly. "Should I get out?"

"Just wait," Sides whispered. "We didn't kidnap her," he said aloud to the man, "She's helping us."

"You expect me to believe that?" the man spat.

Sides frowned. "We are unauthorized to harm humans. Why would we kidnap one?"

"You tell me."

"They're fishing," Sunny stated, "They want a reason to attack us."

"Let's go," Hannah said, "This was a bad idea."

It was like they soldiers heard her. All of a sudden, at least two armed soldiers got out of every single cruiser and aimed at them. Sunny growled again.

"Let her go, now."

"Let me tell them I'm okay," Hannah said, "Let me out. I'll be fine."

Sides looked at her worriedly, looking tempted to just hightail it out of there instead. Sighing, he unlocked the door and it popped open. Hannah smiled and slowly climbed out. She hardly got anywhere before she was suddenly seized and yanked back by her arms. She cried out in pain and Sides yelled angrily.

Then all Hell broke loose.

"FIRE!"

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were pelted with sable rounds, that ammo burning into their armor painfully. The slammed into reverse, full throttle. They easily knocked the cruisers out of the way to give themselves enough room. Sides transformed first and quickly cast his optics to Hannah, who was screaming and crying for the soldiers to stop.

"Sides, let's go," Sunny yelled.

"What about Hannah"

"Forget her!"

"No!"

Sunny roared in anger, loudly cursing his twin's stupidity and transformed as well. "We're not allowed to hurt them."

"Doesn't mean we can't scare the slag out of them."

The moved to step forward but another round of sable round halted there advancement. Both mechs were surprised to see how much damage their armor had taken.

"No! Stop it!" Hannah screamed, struggling desperately, "RUN, SIDES!"

He looked at her and moved forward again.

"NO!"

A few rounds hit him directly in the chest. Sides yelled out in pain and was brought down to one knee. Seeing his brother down, Sunny grabbed two of the police cars and threw them, both landing dangerously close to the humans, forcing them to back off, if only slightly when the explosion created a great blazing wall for a momentary shield.

"Get Hannah," Sides grounded out.

"Forget the stupid girl for one second," Sunny said, "We have to go."

"Not without her."

"Transform. I'll get her," Sunny conceded.

The yellow mech turned his attention toward the humans that were holding Hannah, who was struggling wildly at this point screaming Sides' name over and over. He rolled his optics and strode towards them. They raised their weapons, but Sunny stomped once on the ground knocking them off their feet.

"I'll take that," he said causally, reaching down.

Hannah yelped when his hand came around her, lifting her from the ground and carrying her back over to Sides, who looked to be in considerable about of pain.

"Sides, you have to transform."

"I…I don't think I can."

Dread filled Sunny's spark. He knelt down beside his brother, dropping Hannah on the ground in the process. Pushing Sides' shoulders back he assessed the damage. The wound was close to Sides' spark. Dangerously close. These humans knew what they were doing.

"We have to go."

"Get Hannah," Sides said, "Get her and get out of here."

"The human is fine. You need to worry about you."

"Leave you, guys," Hannah said, "They have me now. Go!"

Sides smile down at her, reaching his hand out towards her. But then his optics flickered up, widening in alarm. "NO!"

He shoved Sunny to the side, the mech hit the dirt with a crash and a barrage of light hit Sides' chest, directing in the weak spot under the armor. Sides' optics went dark. His limbs were like rubber, slacking as he hit the ground and didn't move. Hannah screamed in horror. Sunny rounded on the humans with intent to kill but his protocol wouldn't let him. It was the first time in his long life that he hated Optimus Prime.

He looked at his brother, his optics filled with pain. Hannah was crying, telling Sides to wake up, but Sunny knew. As twins there sparks were connected and Sunny couldn't feel his brother anymore.

He reached down and grabbed Hannah and took off running. Sides wanted him to save the human so he was saving her. The humans pursued but Sunny was able to get far away enough to transform with a slick maneuver that landed Hannah directing in the passenger seat. He ignited his thrusters again and raced away from the scene leaving his brother behind.

Optimus looked up as the line of black SUVs rolled up in front of the entrance to the Hoover Dam. His comrades stood behind him, Sam and Mikaela at his feet watching just as anxiously. There was a small cry over by Ironhide. Annabelle Lennox was in her mother's arms beside her husband. Will looked angry, because, like him, Will was informed in what the government was up to, including keeping secrets from the other Autobots.

Optimus knew this wasn't going to end well.

If Simmons and Banachek came to inform him of what was truly going on, that Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were being pursued by Sector 7 and not the AEAC, well then, unfortunately for them, John Keller, the Secretary of Defense, believed that he shouldn't be left in the dark and informed him that the AEAC was a sort of cover. Sector 7 was said to be terminated in documentation and by order of the President, but even the most powerful man of the free world was ignorant to what was happening right under his nose.

Simmons and Banachek got out of the first truck followed by an older man in a suit and beige trench coat. The badge on his coat indicated a detective but Optimus was a little surprised to see that he was a New Jersey cop. The Autobot Commander immediately put two and two together. Detective Carl Johnson, the leading detective in the disappearance of Hannah James must have been informed, because while he looked surprised to see them, he followed the two agents nonetheless with only a slight air of fear.

"Hey," Simmons greeted casually, "long time no see."

None of the Autobots returned his greeting, their human friends staying quit. The air was tense. Simmons and Banachek looked uncomfortable, as they should, but it seemed only Banachek was ashamed.

"I believe you have something you would like to tell me."

"Uh, right," Simmons stuttered, "Well, a young woman named Hannah James who lives in New Jersey was kidnapped by two Decepticons and—"

"Not Decepticons," Optimus interrupted, "Autobots. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe."

Simmons agreed though he didn't look as pleased with the situation. Carl released a heavy breath, something Optimus took a slight note to, but he didn't have time to waste.

Banachek looked relieved as well as he said, "Then we'll call the AEAC off."

"I believe you mean Sector 7," Optimus supplied.

"WHAT?" Ironhide bellowed.

Simmons narrowed his eyes. "You are under a treaty—"

"Which you violated when you failed to inform me of the situation," Optimus stated, "I suppose I really am a citizen of this planet if I had to find out that two of our young comrades arrived on this planet through CNN just like everyone else."

Banachek, once again, looked relieved. "There. Now it's in the open."

"Sir," Ratchet began, "What's going on?"

Optimus turned slowly. "I am sorry, old friend. The AEAC was designated to replace Sector 7 in a more peacefully driven check and balance system for our stay on this planet and in this country. John Keller was also informed, but even the President is ignorant to some of the aspects of this agency. The AEAC is a cover for Sector 7, who are still driven by the same goals from the discovery of Megatron," he looked back at Simmons and Banachek, "Isn't that right?"

"The AEAC isn't just a cover," Banachek defended, "It exists completely and Sector 7 is merely the police force."

"You knew about this?" Ironhide asked Optimus.

"Only some in which I was sworn to keep secret from you by treaty. But that treaty was violated the moment we discovered that both Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were on Earth. They thought I didn't know about Sector 7," he looked at his comrades, "I am sorry I didn't tell you."

Ironhide, obviously angry, turned his attention to the two humans. "You have some nerve, human."

"Hey," Simmons protested, "I was just doing my job."

"This is bullshit!" Sam suddenly yelled, "They saved all of our asses and you lie to them? Without them this entire planet would've been destroyed. They came to protect us and you're just trying to control them."

"Sam," Optimus said, but the boy was too angry.

"No! It's not fair! You don't deserve to be treated like this."

Mikaela took her boyfriend's hand and pulled him back to her, wrapping her other arm securely around his waist. "Sam," she whispered, "Calm down. They know now and it won't happen again."

Sam was calmed under Mikaela's soothing voice, but he still glared at the two agents in utter contempt. "Get rid of Sector 7," he demanded, "Completely. You don't need it anymore."

"Not your call, kid," Simmons stated arrogantly.

"No, but it's mine."

They all turned to see the Secretary of Defense, John Keller, himself, striding forward, with an authority that left no room for argument.

He handed a document to Simmons and grinned. "Under the order of the President Sector 7 has been terminated entirely. The AEAC will remain, but with no police force. Call them off."

Simmons and Banachek scanned the document and nodded. Banachek whipped out his phone and dialed a number. Simmons looked downright disappointed, but merely kept his focus on the document, while Banachek walked a little ways to issue the order.

Keller looked over at Carl who looked confused. "Who are you?"

"Detective Carl Johnson, sir. I was on the Hannah James case."

Keller nodded. "I see."

"She's going to be all right, isn't she?" the older man looked up at Optimus, "They won't hurt her, right?"

Optimus offered a reassuring expression. "Sunstreaker and Sideswipe both know that they are under protocol not to harm humans. It seems she has gone with them willingly, but we will see when they arrive," his voice took on an edge, "They will have a lot of explaining to do when they do."

"WHAT?" Everyone turned to see Banachek pacing, his form rigid. "We told you not to engage! What in God's name have you done? How much damage? No, but you better pray that they don't decide to step on you." He slammed the phone shut. "Our agents cornered them to ge the girl and they defended themselves. They captured one, the red one."

"Sideswipe," Optimus said, "Was he hurt?"

Banachek bowed his head. "Yes. They are bringing him hear."

"What about Sunstreaker?" Ironhide growled.

"He escaped with the girl."

Ironhide glared at the humans. "For your sake, you better hope he lives."

Simmons scoffed. "Is that a threat?"

Keller stepped forward. "Sounds like it. Simmons, you're fired. Banachek you're in charge."

"What?" Simmons squawked.

Keller rolled his eyes and gestured for two guards. "Get him out of here." And they did with Simmons shrieking his protests the entire way, so loud is was difficult to pick up what Keller was saying. "What do you need?"

"Ratchet?" Optimus asked.

"Just make sure you get him here in one piece," the medic said, his voice thick with anger, "I can take it from there."

"I am truly sorry," Banachek said, "We didn't mean for it to happen like this."

"Next time, maybe we should just rely on trust rather then treaties," Keller stated, "They don't seem to be doing us any good in this situation."

"What was Sideswipe's condition when your agents reported in," Ratchet asked.

"Heavy damage to his chest," Banachek admitted, "They used the same tactics to bring him down like this did in Mission City."

A series of curses flowed through the Autobots, but it was Ratchet that spoke. "Then we'll have our work cut out for us. If Sideswipe's spark is as damaged as I think it is, then we don't have much time."

Hannah sat in startled silence in the passenger seat. She looked over at the empty driver's seat, her eyes welling with tears. It felt wrong to be in here without Sides smiling at her. The interior looked the same, but she didn't need to remind herself that this was Sunny. It was cold feeling, an unwanted feeling in the pit of her stomach. Sunny didn't want her here. He never wanted her here from the very beginning, Sides did and she'd give anything for Sides to be here right now.

But he wasn't. They took him away.

What if he was dead?

The tears spilled over her cheeks. She felt the air tense around her even more, the car seeming to shake in anger. They weren't moving. Sunny had pulled off the road to lay low for awhile. Police raced by, but Sunny was well hidden despite his bright coloring.

When the hologram appeared in the driver's seat she pressed herself against the door, finding the handle with her hand just incase she needed to make a quick get away. He sent her a scathing look and Hannah immediately opened the door falling out onto the leaf covered ground. She was barely inches from him before he started to transform. She scrambled to her feet and stared up at him as it finished. Piercing blue optics glared down at her, but she remembered what Sides had told her. They weren't allowed to harm humans.

She had a sickening feeling that Sunny might disobey those orders.

"This is your fault," he spat.

Hannah didn't reply. She sure as hell felt like it was.

"I told him to leave you behind. I told him you'd be nothing but trouble."

"I'm sorry."

"Shut up! You slagging human! Why did Optimus ever think to save your pathetic planet? We should've let Megatron destroy all of you. My brother is dead because of you."

Hannah's face tore into agony. She stumbled back, her knees going weak. She didn't get far though. A massive had swooped down and caught her around the middle yanking her roughly up making her feel like she was on a rollercoaster. She couldn't even scream she had the wind knocked out of her so fast. She didn't struggle though in both fear and a strange sense of deserved justice as Sunny squeezed her in his grip. It was making it difficult to breathe and no doubt he knew this. So he was going to kill her.

Her eyes closed as she prepared to resign herself to death, but Sunny yelled angrily. His hand was tight, but not crushing. Opening her eyes she watched as he fought some internal battle.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked.

"I'm trying."

She didn't flinch. She merely bowed her head. "Is he really dead?"

"Yes."

"There's no chance he's still alive?"

Sunny growled. "We're twins. Out sparks are connected. I can't feel his anymore. He's dead."

Hannah's mind reeled, pain filling her to the point where she was sick. "No, there has to be something…something we can do."

Sunny growled again, his hand tightening around her again making her gasp desperately. "There's no we, only me and I am finished with you."

Then he dropped her.

Hannah landed on the ground roughly, her legs throbbed and left wrist screamed in pain and for the looks of it, it was broken, but she kept her mouth shut. Sunny was walking away from her. Hannah began to think she was suicidal because all of a sudden she was on her feet and running after him.

"Sunny, wait!"

"Beat it, human."

"Will you just listen?"

"I don't need to hear anything you have to say."

"Are you just gonna leave Sides behind?"

Now he stopped. Hannah actually ran into the back of his foot, falling back on her bottom. She stared up at him and if it was possible he was even angrier than before.

"You have a death wish, don't you?"

"We can get him back," Hannah said, "We need to get to your friends and maybe they can help."

"That's what I was going to do, but that doesn't concern you." She shivered when he voice dropped down to a deadlier tone. "Sides said to get you out of there, I did and now you're on your own. I don't need you to retrieve my brother's remains."

"W-What?"

"Sideswipe made a mistake, one we're paying for now. You should have never come with us. You did nothing but waste time. If not for you we'd already be in Tranquility with our comrades and would have forgotten all about you. You're nothing, nothing but a waste of time and space. And now Sides is dead because of you."

With that he transformed and sped away, kicking up dust as he did. Hannah watched his retreating form as sadness swelled within her. It was all she could do not scream for him to come back, not to leave her alone. But she was alone. As his engine faded it was replaced by the sound of crickets and birds.

Hannah stumbled back as loneliness crept in on her. Stumbling, she wandered aimlessly through the woods with no destination in mind.

Why was she such a screw up? Sides was wrong to believe in her like he did. She was nothing but a failure. Even her family thought she was nothing, telling her more than once growing up. Sunny thought she was nothing too. But she wasn't crying anymore. It was startling as well as frightening to see that even though she should be crying she wasn't.

She wandered for a long time so it wasn't a big surprise that she ended up lost. Once again she was unfazed. Casting her gaze around her she noted that it was getting late, it was getting colder and all she had for protection was a weathered jean jacket.

Hannah sat down at the base of a large tree, leaning back against it as she pulled her knees to her chest. She didn't move. She hardly seemed to breathe. She just sat feeling empty and alone. Feeling like that child hiding in the closet as her parents tore apart her room in search of her. Her hands clenched tightly. Even now she could hear them, yelling at her, telling her she was worthless and hurting her.

But there was another voice joining them and that was Sunny's. He seemed to be the loudest now. Hannah's hands lifted to her ears covering them, ineffectively, trying to block them out only to fail.

A/N: So how depressing what that?? I'm cruel. As I see it, Sunny and Sides really don't understand human culture all that well so that's why I had him hold Hannah's hand. They are friends. That's it. If I do put them together it will not be in this story. Maybe I'd write a oneshot or something but in this Hannah sees someone she can finally depend on and Sides sees a girl who just needs a friend. Sunny is a jerk, but he will come around.

Thanks for reading and try not to hate me too much for "killing" Sides. See those quote marks? Don't hate me.

Please review!