Enjoy! Btw, I've been listening to the song, Shattered by Trading Yesterday, all week and thought it was a beautiful song and a perfect one for Sam and this story! I might end up using this song for a few chapters! Now Revised!

I stayed in my room the entire day, hiding under my blankets like a scared little child. I refused to come out for anything. Ratchet stopped by soon after he realized that I wasn't there. Like I thought, he was pretty angry. He said he was a little worried when he walked into the Med Bay and all he saw was Sunstreaker's holoform sitting on my bed with a look on his face that he could only describe as regret. He told me at first he thought Sunny crushed me by accident. Apparently Sunstreaker didn't tell him what happened because he's still living. So Ratchet just finished the check-up in my room.

When he asked me what happened, I just told him that I was tired and wanted to sleep in my room where it was quiet. That was partially true. I was tired and sleeping in the Med Bay that reminded me too much of a hospital and get little to no privacy was not my 'dream sleep spot'.

In a way, I was relieved Ratchet didn't press for more details; obviously he knows there was something else that was bothering me, but my physique made him cut his little visit short.

Sleeping that night was very difficult, whether I was tired or not. Flashbacks of Sunny kissing me kept replaying over and over and I couldn't get rid of them. I tossed and turned and put my pillow over my face. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I threw my pillow off my bed and stared at the ceiling. I looked over to my digital clock: 4:47AM.

I give up. Apparently I'm not going to sleep tonight. I got up, stretched, and hauled myself to the bathroom to take a nice, relaxing shower. I stripped down and climbed into the shower. I let out a content sigh as the hot water relaxed my tensed muscles.

When I finished washing my hair and my body, I decided to just use up the rest of the hot water. I sat down, letting the water envelope my body in warmth and comfort. I wrapped my arms around my legs and rested my chin on my knees and closed my eyes.

What am I going to do? I go to school today, and Sunstreaker's going to have to take me. I wonder if I can get someone else to take me. But who is there on base that will?

Sideswipe is out of the question. He'll just keep asking why I didn't take Sunny. Plus, it'll just be too awkward; I practically made out with his twin brother for Primus sakes!

Ironhide can't do it. Annabelle doesn't even go to the high school yet. She goes to the middle school that's, like, a long ways away.

The Chevy twins are definitely out. They're more trouble than their worth.

Optimus is a big no. He's got too much on his plate to worry about as it is. Same with Ratchet. Plus, I think it might be a little weird if I showed up to school in a big-rig or a Search and Rescue Hummer.

Bumblebee might be a good choice. He's the only one that I can think of that would be willing and wouldn't ask questions; not that he can anyways.

It's settled then, I'll hitch a ride with Bee!

Once the water became cold, I turned it off. I stepped out, grabbed my towel and dried off. Making sure to take my time, because I've got plenty of it.

I picked out my clothes, a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, nothing too extravagant.

I walked down the empty hallways to Optimus' office. It was about 6:30, so there weren't going to be a lot of Autobots and humans up and about. I stopped in front of his huge door, always gawking at the massive size of it. Closing my mouth and snapping out of my fascination, I knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard the deep, yet gentle voice inside. The door slid open and I walked in. Prime was sitting behind his desk and when he noticed me, he stood up.

"Sam, what brings you here this early in the morning?" he knelt down and placed his hand on the floor, allowing me to climb up. He placed his hand on his desk and I jumped off.

"I was hoping if I could get Bumblebee to take me to school today." I asked, hoping that he would not ask why. Unfortunately for me, God hates me.

"What for Sam? Are you and Sunstreaker fighting again?" Of course he would ask that, it wouldn't be the first time. I shifted uncomfortably in my position.

"No, of course not. I just-I just want to ride with Bumblebee for a change, is that wrong?" I asked, starting to get defensive without meaning to. Optimus held up his hands.

"Clam down, calm down. I will see what Bumblebee's schedule is today. He is supposed to go on patrol sometime in the afternoon and taking Sam and Michaela home this evening. I'm sure he wouldn't mind taking you to school," My face lit up, "but, he won't be able to pick you up afterwards."

"Pft," I said, waving my hand at him. "It's no big deal; I have detention after school anyways. You'll have plenty of time to find me a ride boss bot." Optimus put his fist to his chin in a thinking manner.

"Yes, Ratchet did inform me of your little predicament." He mumbled, and then turned his attention back to me. "Very well, I shall try and locate a temporary mode of transportation from school. But if I can't find anyone, Sunstreaker will be the one to pick you up, okay?"

I did an 'okay' sign with my fingers and winked. "Okey-dokey, boss bot!"

Bumblebee pulled up in front of the high school and I climbed out. Sunstreaker was a little irked that he didn't get to take me, but a little convincing from Optimus calmed him down a bit. I did feel a little bad for ditching him, but hey, chances were pretty high that Prime was going to send him to pick me up. I'll just talk to him then. So I have all day to think of something to say to him.

"Thanks Bee! See you later!" I waved as he drove away with a honk. I turned around and walked to the building. It was going to suck getting to my classes because I didn't have my board with me. Ratchet said he was going to spend the day making adjustments and repairs. Great. Now I have to walk to my classes.

I walked through the doors and saw my best friend in the whole world, my principal, Mr. Cravers.

"Hello, Miss Cross, how are we today?" he asked, his hands behind his back, smirking.

"Just wonderful, Simon." I answered sarcastically, using his first name. His smirk disappeared into a scowl and I grinned.

"Just get to class." He said and walked off.

"Heh-heh, score one for Sam." 'This day might not be so bad after all.'

Time Skip- End of the day-

This day went by faster than I expected. I didn't get to think of anything to say to Sunstreaker. Crap! What am I supposed to do now? If six hours felt like a blur to me, then how is two hours going to feel? And who knew I would have so much homework to do? I barely ever have any absences and I barely ever get any homework, then, the one time I miss a whole day of school, suddenly we have a million freaking things to do! Geez, the teachers must hate me.

I trudged to the library where the detention was taking place and walked in, only to discover that I was the only one serving today. Great, two hours by myself.

I look over and saw that the librarian had gone home already and the Mr. Cravers was sitting at the front desk. He looked up and saw me.

"Ah, good you came."

"Had no choice." I mumbled.

"Take a seat at any of these tables and work on something." He gestured to the tables that were in front of the desks, I chose the one farthest away from him.

Technically, we're not supposed to work on anything while we're in detention. It's just 'sit down and stare directly ahead'. But because of my lovely record and short attention span, I'm the only exception to that rule. I have to work on homework or something to keep me occupied so I don't pull any of my infamous pranks.

I plopped down in the seat and took out my chemistry homework, seeing as how that was going to be the longest one.

Time Skip- Two ours later (sorry about the time skips, but nothing happens in those two hours that are important).

I packed my stuff away and hurried out the library. I felt very proud of myself; I managed to finish all of my homework. But I still haven't thought of anything to say to Sunstreaker. Oh well, I was always good at improvising.

I sat on the last step of the stairs and waited for my ride. I waited…and waited…and waited.

I took out my phone and saw that it was already 6. I've been waiting for about an hour. Screw it!

I stood up and started walking. If they weren't going to pick me up, I'll just walk to base. I know where it is!

Reaching the sidewalk, I looked down the street just be sure no one was coming. Sure enough, there was a car sitting at the end of the street, looking like it was peering out at me. But it wasn't the car I was hoping for. No, it was a very familiar black Mustang Saleen cop car. It was Barricade!

Not sure if he saw me, and wanting to risk finding out, I slowly turned around and started walking away. I kept messing with my phone and scrolling through my 'Contacts' until I found Optimus' comm. link number. I pressed the 'Call' button and held it up to my ear, listening for a dial tone. I kept glancing over my shoulder at Barricade, but he hasn't moved from his spot. I didn't want to stand around and wait.

"Hello." I heard Optimus' voice on the other end.

"Hey OP, is there going to be someone here to pick me up? I don't want to stand here and be an easy target and get snatched on my way home." I was trying to hint through the phone without giving myself away, but of course I had to have 'Mr. Oblivious' on the other end.

"Sam? Are you still at the school? I sent Sunstreaker to pick you up an hour ago."

I froze; my breath was hitched in my throat.

"W-what?" I choked out. Now I was a little worried. Sunstreaker would never be late to pick me up, especially knowing that there are a few Cons on the loose that want me dead.

"Sunstreaker left to pick you up an hour ago." He repeated. "I was assuming you were with him since he hasn't contacted me or anyone else. Why? What's happening, Sam?" Now he knows something's up.

"I can't tell you right now, but I can tell you that I think I'm being stalked." I whispered, glancing ever so slightly at the silent cop car. Something about this situation made me very uneasy.

Where was Sunstreaker? Why is Barricade here? Better yet, why hasn't he made a move?

"What? I can't hear you, Sam. Speak up."

It was at that moment that I heard a very distinct, very agitated rev. I looked back just in time to see Barricade spin his tires, lurch out and speed in my direction. Crap!

"Gotta go OP!" I said, rushed, and shut my phone. I ran, screaming, down the sidewalk as the mad cop car chased me. The only thing running through my mind is:

WHERE THE HELL IS SUNSTREAKER?

At Autobot Base

Optimus closed his comm. link after Sam hung up on him. Something wasn't right; he could feel it in his spark. He kept thinking about how Sam sounded strange and tried to think of possibilities of what she meant when she said she was being 'stalked'. The only answer he had was not what he wanted to think about: she was being chased by a Con. Wanting to avoid that possibility, he thought about other reasons, but none could be thought of that would make her this antsy. Suddenly, Ratchet burst into the room, a look of fear on his faceplates.

"What is it, Ratchet?" Optimus asked, concerned for what has his old friend in a state of panic.

"Teletraan-1 has picked up a Decepticon signal at Sam's school." He paused, panting. "It's Barricade."

Silence hung in the room.

"Any sign of Sunstreaker?" Optimus asked. Ratchet shook his head, solemnly. Sideswipe came into the room, listening on the conversation. He also noticed that Sunstreaker wasn't answering his comm. link, he wasn't even answering through their bond.

"No, and he's not answering his comm. link either."

"We must hurry to the high school. If Sam is without her board and her weapons, the Decepticons will take advantage of this." He turned to head out when he felt a hand grab his shoulder. He turned to see Ratchet.

"That's not all, Optimus." Optimus turned fully around and waited for Ratchet's explanation. "Sideways has been detected a few blocks away from the school. Barricade's signature is heading in that direction. Sir, if Barricade is chasing Sam right now, she's heading in that direction too."

Sideswipe's optics widened. He narrowed his optics and left the room, trying again, desperately, to contact his brother before it was too late.

With Sam

My legs started to feel like Jell-O, not knowing how many blocks went by. All I know is that I'm nowhere near my school now and that I was in a dumpy part of town. I could hear Barricade's sirens getting closer, but I didn't turn around. By now I was running in the middle of the street because there were too many obstacles on the sidewalk.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping he would get the hint, but nope, remember my luck? God and Primus hate me today.

In a matter of seconds, he was ahead of me and slammed on his breaks, stopping sideways, the driver side door facing me. I had no choice but to stop.

"Stop!" I heard him say. I panted, trying to catch my breath as I stared at the cop car.

"Turn around and head back. The Autobots are heading towards the high school. If you hurry, you can catch them."

Okay, now I was really confused. He chased me almost halfway across town to try and get me to turn around and wait for the Autobots?

Barricade let out a frustrated growl when he noticed I wasn't moving. He lurched forward, causing me to jump in surprise.

"What are you gawking at, girl? Get going! Now! Before he kills us both."

"What do you mean? Who's 'he'?" I asked.

"Oh for the love of the Allspark!" He suddenly transformed. I fell on my butt and looked up at him.

"Sideways is going to kill me for not capturing you, and he's going to kill you because that's his plan."

Well that's comforting.

"So wait, you're helping me?" I couldn't help but ask. He looked like he was going to face-palm any moment.

"If it'll make you get up and head towards the school, then yes, I am helping you." He said the words as if they were poison.

I could not stop myself. "Why?"

"Slaggit, fleshling, would you just get up and run?" he shouted at me. The sound of a speeding engine caught both of our attentions and, by the look on Barricade's face, it wasn't the Autobots.

"Slag." We both whispered.

Sideways skidded to a halt and quickly transformed, walking calmly towards us.

"Excellent work, Barricade. I may let you live after all." Sideways sneered. I backed a way a little bit, fear etched its way into me. I felt the urge to hide behind Barricade's massive foot, but that probably won't do me very good. He came closer to me, but I scooted back a little more.

"Ah, Samantha, so nice to see you again. Did you miss me?" I just glared at him as he chuckled. He turned his attention back to Barricade and they were talking in Cybertronian. I took this opportunity and ran like hell.

Remember what I said about my oh so wonderful luck?

Sideways noticed when I was about ten feet away and aimed his blaster at me. Barricade reached out in an attempt to stop him, but it was already too late.

The ground behind me blew up and I was thrown forward. I did a few flips before crashing on my back, all the wind was knocked out of me. Apparently I hit my head to, because it started to hurt and I was starting to lose consciousness.

The last things I remember are two giant black shadows looming over me, being placed in the backseat of a car, and wondering where Sunstreaker was.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! What's going to happen to Sam now? And where is Sunstreaker? I don't know, I'm still trying to figure that out…

Next chapter will be up soon!

Thanks!