Briley's feet clicked on the floor of the old air museum tiles, Jazz driving silently behind her. "So who exactly are we here to see again?" she asked softly as they heard a noise ahead of them. It was a sort of clanging noise that echoed around the high ceiling of the building to filter over to them.

"Him," Jazz said sourly, shifting quickly before Briley could see who he was talking about. Her head snapped around and she gaped at the figure before her. Once a massive plane it was now a massive Seeker with a walking stick muttering about rust while Sam, Mikaela, Leo, Bumblebee, Skids, Mudflap, and Simmons of all people were trying to talk to him.

"What is going on here?" she asked in an incredulous voice, looking at the odd group and wondering how exactly Simmons factored into all this.

"Honestly I've no idea," Mikaela said softly as the flier went on and on about something that wasn't even remotely helpful.

"Um excuse me," Sam called up. "Do you have a name?"

"Of course I do," the old Seeker grumbled. "What kind'a person doesn't have a name. I'm Jetfire. Now what planet am I on?"

Mikaela and Briley exchanged looks before turning to stare at their male counterparts in slight shock. "Um Earth," Mikaela called back hesitantly.

"Oh Earth," Jetfire grumbled. "Terrible name for a planet if you ask me. They should have called it Dirt." Sam was looking bemused, Leo looked as if he was still in shock, and Mikaela was trying not to laugh so Briley took over.

"Do you know anything about the Fallen?" she asked, catching his attention.

"The Fallen?" Jetfire asked as if to make sure that was what she said. Briley nodded and he started talking again, waving his walking stick around and hobbling about as he spoke. "Sure I do, nasty little bugger. Trying to destroy suns with the Solar Harvester." Briley looked at Jazz who shrugged helplessly. This was his friend.

"Solar Harvester?" she prompted gently.

"Well it's kind of like...hmm," Jetfire paused in his pacing and ranting as he tried to figure out how to describe and Solar Harvester.

"Would you mind hurrying? We're in a bit of a bind," Mikaela added, trying not to sound rushed and annoyed.

"Well," Jetfire said thoughtfully.

"Please hurry," Sam rushed him urgently.

"You young people. Always rushing about," Jetfire grumbled. "Fine. I'll show you." There was a whoosh of air moving and a giant tunnel pulled on them all, sucking them in as if it were a black hole. Briley landed hard on a sand dune and coughed, spitting the warm sand out of her mouth. Then she looked around and her jaw dropped. They were somewhere in the Middle East in the middle of a desert. Jazz was so going to pay for this later.

Author's Note: This chapter so did not end up as long as I thought and since I didn't post it yesterday I'm going to post a second, longer chapter today. Thanks to MissShelz for reviewing the last chapter! I own nothing but my OCs