Chapter 7

They drove in silence for a few minutes before Simmons turned around to look at them, he seemed to pretty much dismiss Mikaela as just being a pretty face while being interested in Sam.

"So, uh... LadiesMan two-seventeen. That is your eBay username, right?" he asked.

Sam looked rather embarrassed at the name now and was probably regretting ever choosing it. "Yeah, but, you know, it was a typo and I ran with it."

Simmons snorted and held up his phone. "Well, what do you make of this?"

A recording that was clearly of Sam came through the speakers: "My name is Sam Witwicky, okay? And my, uh, car-"

"Is that you?"

"Yeah, that sounds like LadiesMan," answers Mikaela giving Sam a thoroughly unimpressed look which made him blush slightly.

"Last night at the station, you told the officer your car transformed. Enlighten me," ordered Simmons.

"Well, here's what I said, okay? 'Cause this is a total misunderstanding that my car had been stolen-" stammered Sam.

"Tsk. Really?" said Simmons sarcastically.

Sam nodded. "From me, from my home, but it's fine now because it's back! It came back!"

Mikaela gave him a Look. "Well, not by itself."

"Well, no."

"Because cars don't do that because that would be crazy," joked Mikaela a bit nervously.

Mikaela, Simmons and Sam started laughing.

"That's funny. That is so funny," said Simmons before abruptly turning serious. "So what do you kids know about aliens, huh?"

"Oh, you mean, like a Martian? Like what, E. T? Pfft. No," scoffed the boy.

"It's an urban legend," Mikaela agreed nodding her head.

"Yeah."

Simmons sighed and pulled out his official badge. "You see this? This is my I-can-do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it badge."

"Right," said Sam swallowing nervously.

"I'm gonna lock you up forever."

Mikaela rolled her eyes. "Oh, God. You know what? Don't listen to him. He's just pissy 'cause he's got to get back to guarding the mall."

Simmons pointed a finger at her annoyed. "You, in the training bra, do not test me. Especially with your daddy's parole coming up."

Sam started in surprise. "What? Parole?"

Mikaela turned away slightly ashamed. "It's nothing."

Simmons snorted and mocked, "Oh, grand theft auto, that ain't nothing?"

She fidgeted in her seat for a moment. "You know those cars my dad used to teach me to fix? Well, they- they weren't always his."

Sam stared at her in disbelief. "You stole cars?"

"Well, we couldn't always afford a babysitter, so sometimes he had to take me along," Mikaela explained quietly.

"She's got her own juvie record to prove it!" exclaimed Simmons looking gleeful at turning them against each other. "She's a criminal. Criminals are hot! Well, that'd be a real shame if he had to rot in jail the rest of his natural life. It is time to talk!"

At that moment the SUV crashed into something jolting everyone in the car.

Then the car started raising off the ground and a light could be seen through the window, they were all screaming and trying to peer out of the windows to see what was going on, especially when metal fingers came through the windows gripping the roof of the car.

"Big! It's big!" yelled one of the agents.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

"Oh-"

"Back up, back up-"

"Go, go, go, go!" screamed Mikaela in panic.

"I think we're about-"

"I can't see it! I can't see it!"

"Shift your weight towards the front!" Sam yelled as the car tilted dangerously.

"Oh God!" they screamed as the roof suddenly came off the car and the main body dropped back down to the road. They blinked at the blinding light before it turned off and they began to get their bearings back.

"All right-" grunted Simmons lifting his head from where it had hit the dash. "Oh..."

Sam leaned forward with a grin. "You a-holes are in trouble now. Gentlemen, I want to introduce you to my friend... Optimus Prime."

Optimus scowled before growling, "Taking the children was a bad move. Autobots, relieve them of their weapons."

The S7 agents all cried out in surprise as the other four bots jumped down from the bridge in front of them and powered up their weapons threateningly. Sam saw Percy sitting on top of Optimus's shoulder and noticed how careful Optimus was to not move with too fast movements which would cause her to fall. Percy smiled relieved that her friend was alright but remained silent watching the proceedings and not wanting to draw any attention to herself.

Ironhide growled, "Freeze!" pointing his cannons directly at the agents.

Simmons waved his hands desperately, "Whoa! Whoa!"

Jazz scowled at seeing the human teens handcuffed and extended one of his servos. "Give me those." The magnetic pulses his claws generated drew all of the guns to him causing the humans to cry out in shock at suddenly being defenceless in the face of these huge beings.

"Whoa! Whoa!" repeated Simmons looking a bit stunned.

Optimus growled as he knelt down to bring his face closer to the humans.

Simmons swallowed nervously and faintly waved a hand. "Hi, there."

Optimus looked slightly intrigued, "You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?"

"Look, there are S7... protocols... okay? I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you I- can't communicate with you," stammered Simmons not taking his eyes off the Prime.

Optimus narrowed his optics, "Get out of the car."

"Alright. Alright. Me?" he asked pointing to himself. "You want me to-"

"Now!" the mech snapped.

"Alright, alright. Get out. Hey. All right, I'm... yeah, I'm getting out," he stammered clambering out of the vehicle as the other agents also scrambled to exit. "I'm getting out. You see? Very nifty how you put us down without really... killing us."

Mikaela twisted her handcuffs open and jumped out of the SUV turning Sam around to open his.

"You're good with handcuffs, too, now, huh?" mumbled Sam looking a bit mad.

"Hey, hey. How you doing?" they heard Simmons say behind them.

"You weren't supposed to hear all that," replied Mikaela sounding a bit tearful.

"How's it going, huh?"

"Yeah," grumbled Sam rubbing his wrist and turning away from her.

"This is real," said Simmons sounding awed. "Now, listen. If I choose to engage with him, mum is the word, all right?"

Mikaela grabbed him and turned him back around. "Sam, I have a record because I wouldn't turn my dad in. When have you had to sacrifice anything in your perfect little life?"

Just then, Simmons spoke up in his annoying voice. "Hey! Who're you?!"

The two teens turned to see Simmons being growled at softly by the Autobots as he shouted at Percy who had climbed to the ground and was now moving through the line of agents and tying them up with a combination of zipties and handcuffs. Percy ignored him and as he continued to shout questions in her direction calmly moved towards him and punched him in the face, breaking his nose and kneeing him in the balls. This caused him to cry out in pain - one higher in pitch then the other. The Autobots smiled in amusement at her actions.

"If I ever learn that you threatened Mikaela or Sam again, I will make your life a literal living h*ll. Do I make myself clear, Seymour Simmons the Second, son of Bert and Bertha Simmons?"

Simmons groaned and gasped as he stood back up in front of the mystifying female. He couldn't believe that this woman knew his full name and his parents' name but he knew he had to respond because he got the feeling that this woman was the only human that he could never intimidate or threaten to get what he wanted. "Y-yes, ma'am."

Percy smiled. "Great! Hey Sam, Mikaela come ask this guy your questions." She walked back to Optimus and hopped onto his hand to be lifted back up onto his shoulder.

"Ratchet!" Percy called softly, waving for the medical bot to come over. After he did, she asked him, "Why is the Energon you guys have drank feel so weak? I can barely feel any inside of you all."

Ratchet hesitated but with a nod from Optimus he answered. "We ran out of Energon after several vorns of travelling the galaxy and none of us know how to make it as strong as what we had on Cybertron. So we've learned to make do."

Percy shook her head and then snapped her fingers and caused five large glowing blue cubes to appear in each Autobot's hands.

"With me here now, you don't ever have to worry about Energon. Now drink up. You're all going to be needing the energy real soon."

The Autobots quickly drank their Energon cubes and could feel the rush of energy they hadn't been getting from the weaker Energon go through their forms. They subspaced the empty cubes to dispose of later but before they could, Ironhide noticed something.

It was then that Ironhide looked up and noticed approaching helicopters. "Optimus! Incoming!"

"Roll out." Then Optimus knelt down and gestured for the two teens to climb onto his servo as the others transformed and drove off. "Up you get."

Sam and Mikaela clung on with wide eyes as he lifted them while Percy helped them climb onto his shoulder and pointed at where they should grab to hold on better.

What followed was Optimus running in bipedal form down the highway, dodging cars as he went to try get away from the helicopters following them. It was very jarring and the three passengers had to cling on tightly to stay on his shoulders and not slide off.

They managed to lose the spotlights for a few minutes which gave Optimus enough time to swing up underneath a bridge to hide.

Optimus brought his hand up to comfort Sam and Mikaela who were definitely not as calm as Percy who was now on Optimus's other shoulder and observing everything with a calm eye, she even yawned lazily. "Easy, you two."

They watched nervously as a helicopter passed beneath them under the bridge.

Optimus could feel the two teens fidgeting about in agitation and hoped they weren't going to slip. So then of course he felt like cursing when Mikaela slipped off his shoulder right as the helicopters made another pass under the bridge and where therefore right underneath them

.

"No! No! No, Sam! Sam, don't drop me!" she cried panicked as she tried to get a better grip on Sam's hand. "Sam, don't! Sam, don't! I'm slipping! I'm slipping!"

"Hold on!" insisted Optimus as Percy climbed around Optimus to Sam and Mikaela to try and pull them back up. But she was too late to pull them up but not too late for Sam to grab her shirt and to pull her over the edge and off, causing her to fall with them as Mikaela and Sam began to scream.

"Aaaaah!" they screamed as they lost their grip.

So now they were falling, headed straight for the concrete floor below them. Percy held back a curse when they bounced off Optimus's leg which he'd stuck out in an attempt to catch them as they fell, that was going to leave bruises. Just as they thought they were going to go splat they saw a streak of yellow out of the corner of their eyes which formed into Bee tackling their falling forms and clutching them to his chest as he skidded to a stop with them held safely in his servos.

"Ah!" Percy gasped out. "Awesome catch, Bee!" which caused Bumblebee to whir and click and to duck his head at her praise.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they slid off Bumblebee's servo onto the ground. But they didn't have time to relax as a wire came out of nowhere and shot through Bee's wrist making him squeal in pain. They spun around to find themselves face to face with one of the choppers.

Sam waved his arms frantically. "Stop! Stop! Wait! No!"

Bumblebee squealed again as he was shot with another wire on the other wrist making Mikaela gasp in sympathy at the pained look on his face, Sam ran forward to try get the wire free. Percy looked on with a sad look, knowing that this had to happen in order for the events she had seen to come to pass. It pained her to allow this to happen. Then an idea worthy of her pranskter cousins popped into her mind. She would only have a split second to make this happen and it would drain her for a couple of hours but it would be worth it.

"Noooo!" cried Sam, looking pained at the noises Bee was making. "No! Stop! Stop!"

Then they were rushed by the newly arrived S7 agents and shoved towards the ground while others started spraying Bee with liquid nitrogen.

"Get down on the ground!"

"Get down! Get down!"

Sam dropped reluctantly. "What? Okay." Beside him the two girls gave two pained grunts as they were forced on to the floor beside him, Percy refusing to take her eyes off the bot in front of them as she began her plan, knowing that the agents wouldn't figure it out until it was too late. She snapped her fingers, enacting her plan, and allowed the agents pining her down to handcuff her.

"Look, he's not fighting back!"

One of the agents shouted "Freeze it!" over Bee's pained squeals as the agents pulled

them up and started dragging them away towards the waiting SUVs.

"Stop hurting him!" yelled Sam breaking free and running towards the agents still spraying Bee.

"Don't let him move! I got him down here!" shouted another agent.

Sam took advantage of their distraction and threw his head back breaking the nose of the agent holding him and tackled one of the agents spraying Bee and also wrestled a liquid nitrogen gun off another and started spraying him with it.

Bumblebee started struggling even more in attempt to protect his charges as more agents arrived and converged on the two teens.

Mikaela cried "No!" as Sam was taken down and put into handcuffs before he could do anything else.

Simmons was stood smirking smugly as they were brought to the cars. "Happy to see me again? ...Put him in a car with his little criminal friend." He looked particularly pleased when Percy was brought past and smirked seeing her hand cuffed before being tossed into the back of the nearest SUV, he then turned to watch the agents still freezing Bee. "I want that thing frozen and ready for transport!"

Ten minutes later S7 was gone and there was nothing left to show what had taken place.

Jazz swooped down from the top of the bridge. "Hang back. Let me check it out." He ducked down to Optimus who was now lowering himself from under the bridge looking pained. "Optimus, are we just gonna stand here and do nothing?"

Optimus looked sad. "There's no way to free Bumblebee without harming the humans."

Jazz fisted a servo. "But it's not right! He-"

They were interrupted by a bright light and a familiar whir and click appearing in front of them. The Autobots all rushed forward towards their comrade. For he had somehow appeared in front of them when not even minutes earlier he had been surrounded by humans and was being taken prisoner.

"Bumblebee! How'd you get free?" Jazz asked, amazed.

Bumblebee coughed and spoke, his voice no longer damaged as Percy had fixed that when she switched the real life Bumblebee for a lifeless clone that would act like Bumblebee but wouldn't be real.

"Primus saved me."

Silence fell over them all. They had all for a brief moment forgotten that Percy was Primus and had been in their midst the whole time.

"And looks like she healed you too." Ratchet said, scanning the youngest Bot.

"She also said for us all to meet at Hoover Dam as soon as possible. She said that was where the Allspark was." Bumblebee said, bringing up the message their creator had left them in his processor and sending it to the bots gathered.

Optimus nodded. "Autobots, transform and roll out!"