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DD: *sigh* I still don't own it. Hasbro's safes seem to be Ninja proof... but are their owners Assassin proof? Muahahahahaha! *ehem* I'm just kidding. I'll just go play the lotto, win, and buy TF :)

I only own Lizzy, her family, Dreadbeat (although he is dead), and Jenna and Amber. Roc2Roll owns Zanna. And Zoey the Wolf own Blaze. In fact, you guys should all go and check out her story "Blazing." It's in progress, and it's rocken! I hope I got your characters right you guys!

Chapter 7: Time

Lizzy and the others stayed at the base in Diego Garcia for nearly a year. Lennox had been promoted to Major, The Xantium landed with the other surviving Autobots, Sam was getting ready to head to collage, and seven Decepticon signals had been picked up and destroyed. While things were going forward with the Autobots, Lizzy was getting more and more anxious. She was reassured, over and over, that every precaution was taken. And thanks to her information, everything would be ok. But Lizzy couldn't help but worry. And one thing certainly wasn't helping her sanity. As it turned out, the week they had arrived, Lizzy found out a character from a fan fiction she had read in her world was actually real. She wasn't quite sure how to take everything that was going on.

~*Flashback*~

Lizzy, her family, and Jenna were given free access to most of the base. The weapons areas, and most intelligence rooms were off limits. Of course, that wasn't going to stop Lizzy and Jenna from trying. Zanna came with them most times, finding their "antics" funny. They were caught a few times by annoyed soldiers, but that didn't stop them from trying. Then, one time, someone came out. They bumped into Lizzy, and she fell on her butt. It seemed to be a habit she was developing around the Transformers.

"Careful there." Said the voice, it was female.

"Sorry." Lizzy said, looking up.

The girl had flaming red hair. It was red, and yellow, and orange. And every time she moved, it looked like it was on fire. Her eyes were a bright, electric blue. The description tugged at the back of Lizzy's mind, but she couldn't place it. The girl held out her hand, which Lizzy took, and helped her up. She was incredibly strong, pulling Lizzy up with no effort at all. But she appeared to be younger than Lizzy was.

"So you're the mute girl?" The red headed girl asked. "What was your name again?"

"I'm Lizzy." She replied.

"Hey Lizzy, I'm Blaze. You're the one who saved my father's life."

Lizzy froze, and stared at Blaze. There was no way. Absolutely no way a fan fiction she had read in her world could be real here. Blaze was only made up, from someone's imagination. And imagination that was in a different dimension, no less! Jenna, Zanna, and Blaze were all looking at Lizzy, waiting for her to answer.

"Are you ok?" Zanna asked.

Lizzy shook her head slowly.

"You aren't supposed to be real!" Lizzy replied.

"What the h*ll are you talking about?" Blaze asked.

"What have you been told about me?" Lizzy asked her.

"You come from a different dimension, and know everything that happened in Mission city, and you know basically everything that will happen in a year, and you know some of the things that might happen in a few years." Blaze informed her.

"Just so long as I don't have to inform you on all that." Lizzy said. "Where I'm from, we have Transformer fan fictions, and there is one about a techno-organic named Scarlette Annabelle Goldwood. She is the daughter of Optimus Prime, faceplants whenever she falls, is afraid of heights and guns…And Ironhide, and swears like a sailor."

The three of them stared at Lizzy, which happened a lot around the base. She looked at her shoes, and grinned sheepishly.

"How the F**k do you know that?" Blaze demanded.

"You were a fan fiction character where I'm from!" Lizzy explained again. "Someone that someone else made up."

"I don't know what the h*ll kind of drugs the people in your world take." Blaze commented, making Lizzy grin. "But I guess you're telling the truth."

Lizzy nodded, thankful that Blaze didn't get out her cannons. She knew how crazy she sounded, but the truth is usually crazier than the lies. There's a reason you can't make up the truth. Blaze would hang out with Lizzy, Jenna, and Zanna on several occasions. And the group were become good friends.

~*End Flashback*~

As time wore on, Lizzy began to return to her old self. She joked around, always had a sarcastic comeback ready, and pulled many pranks with the other three. Especially on Ratchet and Ironhide, who didn't seem to appreciate the jokes as much as the others on base. Their pranks were never very large. Gluing objects to their afts, rearranging Ratchet's supplies, sending notes of adoration to their data ports. That was until Blaze found a new supply closet. The four girls gathered around it, and stared in awe. There were several paints, boxes of ribbons, glues, glitters, and multiple other useful objects.

"D*mn." Blaze grinned. "We can f*ck these Bots up good."

Lizzy nodded and grinned, heading into the large closet. The other three could see the wheels in her brain working. Then, Lizzy grinned, and turned back to them.

"You know. I've been thinking." Lizzy said.

"That's always a scary thing." Jenna commented, which earned her a glare and slap on the arm.

"Ironhide's paint job is a little… boring." She continued. "It's time he gets a little… colour to his paint."

The others laughed and nodded. They made a list of the supplies they would need, then waited until the black truck returned from duty, and headed to recharge. Ironhide walked into the Autobot hangar, Transformed down, and went into recharge. Lizzy and the others waited for ten minutes, then stole into the hangar. Their soft giggles echoed around the room. Jenna took out a syringe, which Blaze stayed far away from, and opened Ironhide's hood. She injected the sleeping serum into his hoses, and shut the hood again.

"There." She said. "That'll keep him asleep so we can work."

The girls began their "work", and finished after two hours. The four giggled like mad as they examined their masterpiece. Several soldiers who had walked through the hanger had to walk back out, because they were laughing to hard. The four grinned at each other and cleaned up their supplies. Lizzy, Jenna, and Zanna decided to go back and see Ironhide's expression when he found out. Blaze; however, had no desire to be around him while as pissed off as he would be.

"You three may have a death wish." She said. "But I'd like to live. Whatever you do, don't tell him I helped f*ck him up."

"Don't worry, Blaze." Lizzy told her. "We'll leave you out of it."

"Good." The red head said. "Come and tell me how much he b*tch*s you out."

The other three gave her a thumbs up, and headed back to the hangar. They ran up the steps to the walk above, and settled down to watch the show. It took another twenty minutes for Ironhide to wake up. Once he was up, the soldiers who were sniggering quickly sobered, and went back to their duties. Zanna grinned and turned to the other two.

"We should have brought popcorn." She whispered.

They all had to stifle their giggles as they watched. Ironhide transformed up, and rolled his shoulders. Several soldiers had a hard time keeping straight faces. The mech glanced at them quizzically, but otherwise ignored them… until Lennox came in.

"Hey 'Hide, we need… to…" He faltered. "What the h*ll happened to you?"

"What are you talking about?" Ironhide asked.

"Dude, you're pink." Lennox replied, having a hard time holding in his laughter.

Ironhide gave him a confused look, then glanced down at himself. His optics went wide as he realized what he looked like. His usual black paint had been replaced with a bright, neon pink. Glued on several places around him were shiny ribbons, and he was covered in glitter. As a extra measure, there was also a sign on his aft the said "Too Sexy". Finally, Lennox couldn't hold it in, and he fell to the ground with laughter. His laughter made the girls finally crack up as well. Ironhide turn towards them, and his optics narrowed dangerously.

"You three!" He growled.

The girls shrieked and bolted, still giggling like mad. It only took three steps for Ironhide to catch up to them. He reached out a hand to catch them up. Jenna and Zanna managed to slip through, but Lizzy was caught up. The other two turned and were about to come back and help her, but she waved them on. Ironhide's hand closed around her and picked her up. Jenna and Zanna stayed where they were for a moment longer, then ran again. Lizzy sighed and hung her head. She was half hoping they would stay. Now she saw why Blaze had bolted before hand. Ironhide Held her up, his optics narrowed in anger.

"Why the frag am I pink?" He growled.

"You're not just pink." Lizzy replied, trying to be cheery. "You're pink, with pretty ribbons and glitter."

However, that probably wasn't the best thing she could have done. Ironhide snarled even fiercer, and his optics narrowed even more. Lizzy was sure that much more, and his optics would be closed. Lennox had finally calmed down enough to stand up, although he was still chuckling. He walked over and patted the mech on the ankle.

"Calm down 'Hide." He smirked. "The girls were just having fun. They were bored."

"You were bored, were you?" Ironhide said, turning back to Lizzy. "Well, lets have some fun."

He turned and stalked out of the hangar, with Lizzy still in his hand. Lennox groaned and followed them out, if only to stop Ironhide from hurting her too badly. Jenna and Zanna peaked into the hangar, and stole out behind the other three. The soldiers outside glanced at Ironhide, hiding their laughter, as he strode by, pointedly ignoring them. He walked up to the front of the building, and set her down on a metal awning. It was too low to jump up to the roof, and much too high to jump to the concrete ground below. Then, Ironhide turned and walked away. Lennox looked up at her.

"You kind of had that coming." He said, a slight grin on his face.

"I know…" Lizzy replied. "Any chance of you getting me down?"

"Nope." With that, he turned and walked away, now fully grinning.

Lizzy sighed and sat down, her feet dangling off the edge. Jenna and Zanna walked up. Jenna was grinning like mad, and Zanna was snickering. Lizzy glared at them for a moment, before sighing, and grinning herself.

"Help?" She asked.

"We don't know how to get up there." Zanna told her.

"You two are a load of help…" Lizzy deadpanned.

"Yeah, but you love us anyway." Jenna grinned.

"I'm not so sure anymore."

Lizzy glanced up when she heard large footsteps. Jumping up, she waved from the awning at the Autobot Leader. He looked over when her movements caught his optic. He blinked, confused, and walked over.

"Elizabeth, why are you on the awning?" He asked.

"We painted Ironhide pink, and put glitter on him while he was sleeping." She replied.

Jenna and Zanna snorted, and started giggling again. Optimus looked down at them, and raised an optic ridge. However he didn't question it any further. He looked back up at Lizzy, who blushed slightly.

"That does not explain how you ended up on the awning." Optimus said again.

"Ironhide put me up here 'cuz he was pissed." Lizzy grinned.

Optimus sighed, and ran a hand over his facial plates. He held out his hand, and Lizzy clambered onto it. Instead of letting her down on the ground, Optimus turned and headed back to one of the hangars. Jenna and Zanna glanced at each other, and shrugged. Lizzy leaned over and glanced at them. They gave her confused smiles, and then walked away. Scowling at them, Lizzy leaned back, and readjusted herself on Optimus' hand. They passed Ironhide, who sent a glare towards Lizzy. She grinned and ducked behind Optimus's fingers, he was still pink and glittery. Upon seeing Ironhide himself, the Autobot Leader had trouble stopping himself from laughing.

"Hold up, Optimus." Lizzy asked.

The Autobot leader paused, and glanced at her. She stood up on his hand, motioning for Ironhide to come over. The black (now pink) mech glared at her. He shook his head, and returned to his work. Lizzy scowled at him, and motioned for Optimus to walk over. He did so, and Lizzy pulled out a pen from the bag she always had with her. Taking aim, she threw it at Ironhide's head. The mech turned towards her and growled.

"What, femme?" He snapped.

"I'm sorry." She said, trying to keep a straight face.

"You do not appear to be that apologetic." He commented dryly.

"How about I make it up to you?" She asked.

"How?" Ironhide questioned warily

"A car wash!" Lizzy grinned.

Ironhide blinked, and stared at her for a moment. His optics went dim for a moment, then came back into focus. Lizzy assumed he was looking up what a car wash was on google. The mech watched her for another moment.

"And how will a… car was, help you make up to me?" He asked.

"You've never had a car wash before?" She questioned.

"No."

"Once you have one, you'll forgive me." Lizzy told him, smiling. "Trust me."

"Very well." He finally said, then turned back to his work.

Lizzy grinned and sat back down on Optimus' hand. He nodded to Ironhide, and turned around. He carried Lizzy to a back room in the hangar. There was a large, what appeared to be, desk against the far wall. There were several computers, and large data pads laying around it. It had an "organized messy" feel to it. Optimus walked over, and Lizzy hopped from his hand to the desk. It was a short, ten foot drop. And her shoes made little noise as she landed. She sat down, Indian style, and looked up at the Autobot Leader. He stared down at her for a long moment, and she began to get a little uncomfortable.

Finally he sent out his holoform, which sat down in front of Lizzy. And he continued at watch her. He seemed confused, but Lizzy had no idea why.

"So… What are we doing here?" She asked.

"Elizabeth," Optimus began.

"I don't like being called that!" Lizzy sighed. "Call me Lizzy, please?"

"Very well, Lizzy." He amended.

The way he said her name, sent a small shiver down her spine. She shook her head slightly. She was being silly. He was a giant alien robot, and the leader of the Autobots. Lizzy was a simple human. She snapped back to reality as Optimus continued.

"The question has been plaguing me for some time." He said. "Yet I could never find a way to ask you. No other humans did what you did that day. They did not rush into the woods, nor did they battle a war hardened Decepticon. Why did you run into the woods that day?"

A/N: So, I won't be home all next week. I'm going to camp to be a counselor. I'm so excited! I'm also happy that one of my favorite shows (Deadliest Warrior) is back! This show is awesome! Anyway, onto my amazing reviewers (Which are many this chapter! holy Primus! Fifteen of them!)

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