Her well taken care of fingernails tap the metal table that's placed in front of her. Terrwyn had just returned from a visit to the toilet, as she had been waiting for a few hours now. There was an half eaten apple in front of her, and a glass full of water. Her backpack had been taken from her, and the girl was all alone right now.

There was a mirror in the room, which Terrwyn could stare at from where she was sitting. But she wasn't excited, just because she knew it wasn't a real mirror. Crime series told her that. People would be behind it, listening and watching. The stalkers they were.

And where was Laserbeak now, hm? Where was he?! No freaking where!

A soft groan left her lips as seconds passed by... They slowly became minutes. She had no idea for how long she had been in there. Not even one person had come to ask her anything!

After what seemed like at least half and hour, the door finally openened, startling the blondine a bit. Her ticking on the table had stopped, and she glanced up to see who it was that came inside.

The man was tall, muscular, and dressed in black military clothing. Short blonde hair, and there was some short hair visible on his chin. In her opinion, he was quite handsome. Just the look on his face wasn't something she enjoyed.

"Okay, girl, it's time to talk." He pulled the chair that was obviously for him back with one arm, then casually sat down on it, not caring to shove it closer to the table again. "How did you get in here? It's supposed to be impossible."

At least he still seemed somewhat gentle and worried. Perhaps her age and cute little face? As people called it...

"I just found a random open door and was curious. I didn't know people would be shooting at me!" Terrwyn lied, a bit annoyed by them. Why weren't those robots helping her now, hm? They wanted her dead, didn't they? Make it look like some sort of accident! 'Oh, we didn't know she would be caught.' Some sort of weird excuse like that.

The man looked a little annoyed, and shoke his head. "We checked every possible entry." Another man walked in to give him a small stack of papers. He placed it on the table and took out some pictures. They were all of the same thing. The hatch that had been opened, and claw marks were visible.

"We found no equipment that can cause this kind of damage." He crossed his arms as he leaned forward to look into her eyes.

Terrwyn simply stared at the pictures. What had they said? Tell no one about the Decepticons, or people would die. Her hand reached up to twirl a strand of hair around her fingers, and her eyes looked everywhere but back at him. There was no explenation for that... No lie...

"What's your name, girl?" He then asked, randomly changing the subject.

"What's yours?!" She retorted in a cheeky manner.

He didn't seem so bothered by that, though. "I am Major William Lennox."

The girl gave a small nod, trying to remember that name. At least she knew who to blame after this.

"You are Terrwyn Gould, correct?" He pulled out another picture. It showed her name, birthdate, and everything else that might be important.

The girl leaned forward to stare at it for a moment, then fell back in her chair. "...No, that's my twin sister. Happy?"

Still no angry reaction for the man. He simply nodded, then glanced up at the man who had brought the papers. "We can confirm her identify. Call her parents, see if they have anything to do with it."

"My mother is dead." Terrwyn said angrily, as he mentioned 'parents' and not just dead.

"I'm sorry." He gave her a sincere look of compassion while the other man left the room again.

Terrwyn waited for a bit in silence, before speaking up: "What are you gonna do to me now? Lock me up?"

"We can't let you leave until we know exactly what happened." The man once again gestured towards the pictures of the hatch, then added some pictures that showed there had been messed with the computer. "You came in prepared."

Terrwyn shrugged a little, and stared at the mirror now, wondering who or what would be behind it. What as in... There seemed to be more robots.

"Something tells me this wasn't your first encounter with them." Lennox tried to catch her attention again.

"...Them?" Terrwyn acted stupid now.

He looked up for a moment, doing the: 'why do kids have to be so difficult' face, before looking back at her. "You know what I mean."

"...Oh. Them..." Terrwyn's other hand went to play a bit with the apple. They were both occupied now.

"What do you know about them?" He asked, being sure to stay kind. She was just a child, after all.

The blondine stopped with her movements for a moment, and stared at him. What did she have to do now? Say she can't tell? Not say anything? Tell the truth?... Not say anything it was.

"I get it." Lennox got up, and gathered all the files again. "You will be escorted to another room so you can rest."

A few men came in, carrying guns and what not. They took Terrwyn with them.

~*A few days later.*~

"I suspect this girl has had an encounter with the Decepticons." Lennox reported to General Morshower. "She wasn't willing to explain anything, but she was obviously afraid of something. And it wasn't me." He recognized fear very well. This was definately not your normal kind of fear.

"Have we encountered her parents yet?" The man on the screen asked.

"Affirmative. Dylan Gould seemed unaware of where she was. He said that Terrwyn was supposed to be at one of her friends' party. We have confirmed it's Alena Tuyana's eighteenth birthday. That is the friend she was supposed to be with."

"Your doctors have comfirmed that she has been in contact with Cybertronians." One of the robots spoke up, even if he wasn't visible to the General. It was Ratchet, the medic.

"If it weren't Autobots, then sure as hell they would've been Decepticons." The Major explained to Morshower.

The man on the screen nodded. "Keep a close eye on her and try to figure out what happened."

"Major Lennox." Another voice spoke up. This one deep and full of authority. "Perhaps it would help her if she met us."

This caught the General's interest. And not a good kind of interest. "What makes you think that?"

"Right now, I do not think she would trust anyone who works with our kind, for Megatron will surely have made her believe that something will happen if she speaks of their plans." He explained calmly.

A short silence followed.

General Morshower eventually decided: "Agreed. Do whatever is necessary to make her talk."

It had been what? Three days? Four days? A week, maybe? Terrwyn could not remember for how long she had been staring at the same wall. She had been forced to change into ugly clothing. It wasn't as bad as prison clothing yet, but she didn't exactly enjoy to wear all white. Soft pants, a white T-shirt, and a sweater to keep her warm. All in that same blinding white color!

Then not to speak about those horrible tests they had to do! Determine her condition, put her in some sort of scanner, take blood. The last one had been the worst of all. They had put a freaking needle in her arm. And not just once! No, they had to do it about three times!

The room she was in wasn't much more exciting. White bed sheets for a small metal bed, a toilet, and a simple sink. Not even a mirror... How horrible! No make up was on her face either, and not to speak of her hair! Terrwyn felt naked, and that made her feel moody.

Suddenly, the lock could be heard. It was opened. Yes, visitors! Finally! The girl sat up and stared at the door. Who came in?!...

Major William Lennox.

And he was smiling. That was kind of scary, yet she hoped it would mean good news.

"You're going to meet someone." He offered her a hand, so he could guide her to where she had to be.

Being the rude girl she was, however, Terrwyn did not take it. Words didn't always show her attitude. Her actions could do just that. She had gotten up from the bed and walked over to him, but not taken his hand at all. Not even made a gesture of saying 'no thanks'. Just a look that was full of expectations. Who did she have to meet, anyway?

Lennox did not seem to understand the behaviour, but took it that it was just the age. He began to lead the way, and Terrwyn followed after him.

"Do I get to talk to my dad anytime soon?" She asked, though it sounded like a spoiled rich girl was asking her servant. True, she was spoiled and rich, but William was far from being a servant to her.

"Yes, but you will be under surveillance." He responded, as he took some turns in the huge building. At least this place looked more civilized than the underground section where she had been.

No matter. The blondine was very happy to hear that. "Finally." A complaint would be as much of a thanks the Major would get.

Though the guards would love to put her in her place, Lennox had ordered them not to do so. She was just a teenager, he had said, who might be manipulated by the Decepticons. All they could do was try to help, and not lose sight of her. Not for one moment.

"What do you mean 'consequences'?!" Dylan Gould was furious. Really, he was. "You promised me she would be back. You could easily free her, wasn't it?!"

"It would seem she has accidently encountered the Autobots..." Laserbeak stated with faked pity. He was glad to be rid of her for now. Those humans wouldn't let her out of prison for some weeks. And if Terrwyn dared to speak of what was really going on...

Slamming his fist against the wall, he wasn't calming down at the excuse. "She wasn't supposed to meet them! Then to think about your plan... No one told me you were going to blow up our sun!"

"It was an opportunity we couldn't deny... Besides, your race isn't worth anything. They would only make good slaves..."

"Wasn't that the agreement?!" Another hit, but this time onto the wooden table. "I demand to speak with Megatron about these matters!"

The bird flew up from his place by the window, and twirled a little around Dylan. "There is nothing to discuss. Everything is going according to plan..." The Decepticon's voice was as sly as ever. "You will work with us, if you ever want to see your precious daughter again. Soundwave is already working on it." That much was true.

The businessman glanced out of the window, to see Soundwave parked there. He was probably listening to this conversation as well. There was nothing Dylan could do. He was overpowered by the Decepticons. After all, he had an agreement. One he couldn't get away from, if he savored his life.

[] A quick update for once! I'm just afraid it isn't enough. I'm not sure how many of you are still reading... Though now is the point it's actually getting interesting.

Thanks for follows and favorites, I appreciate it! Though I'd love some reviews as well, to hear what you guys think of the story so far?

Also, yes, I messed up in the timeline a bit. That's why I fixed it now. They just had Egypt, so Transformers 2 has ended now. Two years before Transformers 3... Hmm... Wonder how that'll go. o.O []