A bit longer! :) Thank you for reading, favoring, alerting, and reviewing.

-0-

Bumblebee, or whatever his name was, came and picked me up after my shower. I had gotten dressed and brushed my wet hair with the comb. I didn't even have a chance to eat or drink anything so I was hungry and thirsty. I had no clue what time of the day it was or how long I had been asleep. For all I knew, it could have been the afternoon or evening. I remember the sun being almost over the horizon before that door closed, sealing me in. I felt so sick with dread about meeting with Optimus Prime again. I felt even nauseous at the thought of meeting that huge Mech, despite how nice he had tried to be to me. I just couldn't shake the feeling and I shivered, causing Bumblebee to look down at me. "I'm fine." I mumbled and then felt a digit rubbing my head and a cooing noise. "Stop it!" I hissed, guarding my head. Bumblebee stopped and I straightened up. I disliked anyone petting me or treating me like a dog or puppy. I was neither.

Bumblebee turned left, into another long hall. Why were these halls longer and metallic. "Um, Bumblebee?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. "What's Metro-Megaplex?"

"A city." Bumblebee said.

"Oh."

-0-

Bumblebee then made a right into another hallway. There were large doors right and left of me. Bumblebee stopped at a door marked in a different language. Bumblebee raised a fist to knock before he remembered hearing a pain filled scream coming from his charge's room and seeing Skids and Mudflap knocking on her door before he arrived to introduce himself. She had been very upset then. Instead, he commed Optimus to let him know he was standing there. He opened the door a minute later, the Prime looking at him with an odd look on his face-plate. "Why did you not knock?"

Indicating his charge, he said, "Painful to Joyce when we knock on the doors."

"I see. Please set her on my desk."

Bumblebee walked over to the large desk and put his servo down for his charge to get off. She walked off his servo, eyeing the empty Energon cube with curiosity. "Thank you Bumblebee. You may go. I will take care of your charge now." Optimus said.

Bumblebee nodded and left.

-0-

I turned around to tell Bumblebee to stay, but he had already gone and I was just starting to trust him a little. Any type of trust I had with Bumblebee, disappeared. I thought he was going to stay there while I visited Optimus Prime. "Joyce Miller." the Prime's deep baritone voice drew me out of my musings.

"What do you want?" I asked, getting tired of being here against my will. I still didn't care whether or not he was their leader or not. He wasn't getting any respect from me until he let me go home.

"You will turn around and face me." The Prime's voice stern.

I scoffed and turned around to face him with an indignant look on my face. "Wipe that look off your face, Joyce!" Optimus scolded.

"NO!" I yelled.

"I will lock you up in your room if you do not."

I didn't want that! That was just too inhumane. I was already locked in my room anyway! I settled down, still feeling very hungry. Maybe I was angry because I was hungry and it wasn't helping one bit. I crossed my arms against my growling stomach that was trying to make its demands known. My stomach gave a loud growl and I flushed red. Optimus Prime frowned at the noise. "When is the last time you had nourishment?" He asked, his voice no longer stern.

"In the morning." I answered.

-0-

Optimus Prime nodded as he commed Wheeljack. Wheeljack picked up immediately. "Prime, sir?"

"Is the nourishment drink or food ready?"

"Yes sir."

"Could you bring it by my office? Our little visitor's hungry."

"Certainly, sir. I'm on my way. I can't wait to meet the human youngling."

"Thank you, Wheeljack." Optimus said.

"Why do you do keep doing that? It looks freaky!" Joyce's voice asked from in front of him. Optimus looked down at the human youngling.

"I am doing it because I am conferring with members of my team."

"Oh. How weird is that? It makes your, um, eyes look dull-"

"These are optics, human youngling. This is a servo." Optimus said, holding up a servo.

"I knew that." She replied a little too rude for his liking.

"Human youngling. You will maintain a civil tongue at all times."

"You can start calling me Joy instead of 'Human Youngling'! I have a name!" She retorted.

Optimus scanned her, causing her to wince. "HEY!"

"Lower your voice." Optimus ordered.

Optimus noticed she looked ready to burst out at the seams. "Not one word." Optimus said, "Remember what I said about you being locked in you room. I am giving you one more warning and after that, I will order Bumblebee to remove you and take you to your room."

She averted her eyes and then sat down, facing away from him.

Optimus felt they weren't getting anywhere and was considering of having Bumblebee take her back to her room. A ping sounded from the door and Optimus sent a command to the door. The door opened revealing a white and purple Mech. Wheeljack strolled into the room with a huge smile on his face-plates. He looked very happy. "Ah. Is the wittle human youngling hungry?" He asked and the human youngling stood up in a crouching position.

-0-

I glared at the newcomer when he began treating me like a three year old baby. "I'm not a baby!" I protested in a crouching stance.

"Wheeljack. She is correct. She is not a baby." Optimus said from behind me. "Do you have the nutritional shake or food bar?"

"Indeed I do." Wheeljack said cheerfully. "Ah. Brighten up, will ya?" he added to me. Then he produced something that looked like an air-head bar. I jumped up and then took it from him and found it not an 'Air Head'. It had a meaty taste hint to it and a vegetable I couldn't remember. I ate the entire thing in no time, my hunger satisfied.

"See! Isn't that better?" Wheeljack asked, not missing a beat. "I wonder if you-"

"No." Optimus said.

Wheeljack looked at Optimus with a deflated look. "Well, maybe some other time?" he asked.

"I will think about it."

Wheeljack left. "How can a Mech be so cheerful?" I wondered aloud to myself.

"Wheeljack is Wheeljack." Optimus said. "Now, turn around and look at me. I certainly hope there are not going to be any disagreements."

I turned to face him with and unreadable look on my face. Maybe he wouldn't read it. "What-" Optimus began to say when he saw my expression change. "You are learning. What do you know about the rebels?"

I looked up at him. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know your parents are involved in the rebellion. They will not hesitate to send their rebels into this city to get you. Now, are you going to tell me the truth or do I have to resort to Barricade's tactics."

"I don't know anything about these rebels." I said. "Who?" I added.

"Barricade is a our interrogator. It is best if you are here with me or Prowl. You stand a chance. However, Barricade is less than kind. He takes his role seriously-"

"Okay! I don't know anything about these rebels! I'm thirteen! I don't know anything! Please! I'll be quiet! I won't talk!" I said desperately.

"Joyce Miller. Your parents are in league of the rebels."

"No they're not!" I exclaimed. "They're my parents! They wouldn't-go against you!"

Optimus Prime leaned forward, scaring me. "I highly doubt that, Joyce Miller."

"I know them more than you know them!" My voice wavering. "They're always with me."

"What do you know about the rumors that are circulating?"

I froze at that. I didn't want to admit anything. The rumors were just stupid and untrue. I couldn't lie either. I shuddered.

"What do you know about the rumors that are circulating?" Optimus repeated.

"They say that there's such a thing as 'Goliath'." I mumbled.

"Goliath? A giant?"

I nodded.

"What else?"

"Twin terrors terrorizing humans."

"Well, it seems there are a lot of stories and rumors going around that are false. I have not ordered any of my troops or military out to hurt humans. I think it is time for you to retire now. You will be summoned tomorrow morning and this time you will be with Sunstreaker telling him what you heard about them."

"Are you joking?!" I asked, my temper now flaring.

"No. I do not make jokes." Optimus said.

I shook my head and jumped when Bumblebee returned. "Finally! Get me out of here, please!" I exclaimed. Bumblebee looked worried before scooping me up. He took me back to my room and I deflated when I saw it. "Hey! No fair. I don't like this room! It's barren and how can I sleep here with Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum knocking on the doors of every single door there is! It's not fair!" I ranted to Bumblebee, who tried to mediate, but was unsuccessful. "Please? I just want my Mom and Dad! Can't you understand?" I asked, looking at Bumblebee's optics. "I miss them!" That was true along with being homesick.

"It'll be over soon, Li'l Lady. Sleep. There will be no Younglings running up and down this hall tonight. It is guarded since you are here."

I ran toward the door, but it slid shut. I stopped, staring at the door with ire. Bumblebee didn't understand my need for my parents. I turned around and sat down on my bed. I looked around the room and then took off my shoes. I looked at the pile of clothes left on the desk. I frowned and walked over to them. I wondered if there were pajamas. There were! Bumblebee must have been among more humans than I could imagine. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, relieved myself, and shuffled to bed. I didn't bother turning off the bathroom light. I slipped under the blanket and sheet. I didn't close my eyes as I looked at the dimming lights. They controlled the lighting? I blinked several times before I closed my eyes and drifted into sleep.

-0-

Thank you for reading and don't forget to leave a review. :)