Hello everyone! Yes I know it's been a while and sorry but that's life for ya. I think it may go like this from now on where my chapters are very long but the updates aren't as often as they used to be. If not, we'll see what happens! Hope you all enjoy! Please review and tell me what you think!
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~Mel

Nobody spoke for the next half an hour in the car, each mourning the loss of the great Prime quietly. Everyone in the car was feeling his tremendous loss, except for Leo, who had no idea what was really happening. However, because of the deafening silence of the others, he decided to stay the same. That was, however, until he believed no one had been talking for long enough. He turned around in his seat and faced the girl behind him, Alise. She was currently looking at the ground and running her fingers along the seat belt over her, a very saddened look on her face.

"Sooo..." Leo started, turning on the charm. Alise looked up at him when she realized he was talking to her. Mikaela, who turned to look at them, and her shared a confused look as he continued. "I already know who Mikaela is from Sam talking about her all the time, but here we are running from an alien menace and I don't even know your name." He then gave her a full charming smile.

"Alise..." she said slowly, highly confused by the way he was acting.

"Alise," he repeated smoothly. "What a lovely name you have, my dear." The last part he said in Spanish.

Alise immediately tensed up, and had to make a strong effort to not start dying of laughter right then and there, despite the situation they were currently in. Leo was flirting with her, while literally inside her boyfriend. To make the situation even more comical, Bee let out a warning growl from his engine. Leo, however, didn't seem to notice.

"Oh my," Alise breathed, allowing herself a slight chuckle. She saw that Mikaela was trying to hide a smirk on her face also, and that Sam was watching them from the rearview mirror.

"So Miss Alise," he continued, "maybe if we make it out of this alive, you and I could go for a coffee? Pizza? Drive-in showing..." he paused to effect, "in the back row."

Bee was furiously shaking now, his whole frame trembling. This time, Leo seemed to notice, but Alise intervened before he could comment.

"Okaay!" she said quickly. "As lovely, as that offer is Leo, I'm going to have to decline. I'm happily seeing someone right now." As she said this, she traced the leather of the seat under her.

Bee calmed down a little as she spoke, satisfied with her answer, and Leo seemed to be a little put out. However, a moment later, he perked up again and smiled.

"Oh really?" he asked with a smirk on his face. "Does he have guns like these?" Leo then did a very showy "gun show" for her with his biceps, making sure to flex them to make them seem bigger. Does this boy have no shame? Alise silently asked herself, giving him a look of disbelief. At this point, Sam and Mikaela were silently laughing very hard (much to Leo's confusion as to why), and Alise just shrugged her shoulders a bit, half at him and half at the irony of what he was saying.

"Yeah, you could say he has guns..."

At that point, Leo dropped dropped his arms and got a serious look on his face.

"Come on, Lise, just give me a chanc-"

Leo's seat suddenly dropped forward, Leo's body turning around and pinning him to the steering wheel. He panicked and tried to move, however Bee was keeping the seat so tight he couldn't do much more than move his head a little.

"'Back away, loverboy,'" a fierce voice sounded from the stereo right next to his head.

"Hey hey hey!" Leo started to yell. "I'll stop, I'll stop!" He then looked over to Sam who was now laughing at his friend. "Dude, what the hell?!"

"Sorry, Leo," Sam said. "You've brought this one on yourself. You should know not to go messing with someone's girl in front of them."

"What are you talking about?! No one else is here, but the four of us!"

"And Bee."

"Bee? The car? What in the hell-" He suddenly cut himself off, his eyes growing wide. "No way, man! No effing way!" At that the seat came down on him harder and he let out a yell.

"Sorry, Leo, it's true. Ask Lise."

"He's telling that truth," Alise said from behind, moving her head a little she he could see her. She was doing her best to contain her amusement."Bee and I have been together for a few years now. Haven't we, Bee?" she added with a laugh. To that, he revved up his engine, confirming. She smiled and gently stroked her hand along the seat she was on. "I think you can let him go now, Bee." There was a pause, and Leo was still pinned under the seat. "Please, Bee? He honestly didn't know."

There was what sounded like a sigh that came through the speakers, and Leo's seat was lifted up. However, Bee then quickly stopped driving and hit the brakes harshly. Barely stopped, Bee opened the driver's seat door and all but jolted Leo out of the seat, causing him to land harshly on the ground. As Leo moaned on the ground next to him, he opened the passenger seat door, meaning for the rest of them to exit. The other three passengers in the car exited in a much more graceful fashion than Leo did (Mikaela taking the toolbox with her), and took a look at their surroundings.

Mudflap and Skids, who Alise now noticed had different forms than when she last saw then, pulled up a few feet behind them and transformed, and Bee did the same when they had all exited him. They were in some kind of abandoned location with decaying buildings and a junkyard, a fence surrounding them except for where they entered with barbed wire at the top. It looked like an old prison. Looking past the fence, Alise saw that the land looked baren.

Leo began to yell and scream at the sight of the three Autobots in their full forms standing in front of him. Beginning to hyperventilate, he continued to carry on and quickly got up and ran into one of the buildings around them. Mikaela let out a sigh and so did Sam.

"I'll go talk to him," he mumbled, and he went off in search of his friend. Mikaela, toolbox in hand, headed off in the opposite direction, going to examine the area.

"Yo, Bee," Skids then said when she had left. "What're we gonna do now?"

"Yeah," Mudflap added. "Now dat Optimus is gone, what's gonna happen?"

"Ironhide (static) 'the second in command' (static) 'will take care of things around here,'" Bee said in a mash of him speaking and other voices.

"Yeah, but what are we gonna do?" Skids said again. "We being chased by Decepticons, our backup is either battlin' or transportin' Optimus, and have to protect a couple of humans on top of it!"

"Still down here, Skids," Alise commented beneath them, irked by his words.

"Oh, you different, Lise," Mudflap answered. "You can at least handle what goin' on. But besides you, d'ere's McSpazzy pants, Wiky boy wonder, and your hot friend over there."

"Yeah, about her..."

"EP!" Alise stopped him. "Don't wanna hear it!" She then turned back to Bee. "But they have a point, Bee. What's gonna happen to us?"

Bee shook his head. "'I don't know (static) bell.'"

The group stayed in the courtyard of the prison for most of the time, all of them staying quiet for the most part. Leo eventually came out of the prison after talking to Sam for a bit, however, Sam had to go back in and dispose of his phone when he saw him using it. After very sternly explaining to him how they could track him through it and tossing it, Sam started to walk away, obviously pissed. Leo started to follow Sam out of the building. Alise and Mikaela, who were sitting with Bee at the time, were able to hear the last bit of what Leo was saying.

"Okay, I'm not even with you guys!" he started to yell to Sam. "Technically, I'm like a hostage. This is kidnapping!"

The twins, who were close by and listening to him whine, got up and went over to him.

"Yo, Le-yo!" Mudflap yelled at him, making Leo jump a foot. Breathing roughly, he looked over at the humans.

"This thing's gonna give me a heart attack, I swear," he told them, and the twins snickered.

"That's 'cause you's a wuss."

Leo was sweating bullets now, his voice stuttering. "You guys forced me into that car, right, so-"

"Ooh, I think he's scared."

"Hey, Mudflap," Skids then added, "what are we gonna do with this shrimp taco?"

"Let's pop a cap in his ass, throw him in the trunk and then nobody gonna know nothing, know what I mean?" Hearing this, Alise shook her head and placed her face in her hands. Bee, whose shoulder she was on, was trying to contain a chuckle. Below them, Mikaela was doing the same.

"Not in my trunk."

"Yo, bumper cars?" Leo then yelled up at them. Oh boy, Alise thought, now you've done it, Leo.

Skids looked taken back. "Bumper cars?"

"Cut it out. I'm hearing you. Okay? I'm right here and I can hear you! No one's popping any caps in any asses, okay? I've had a hell, of a day!"

"Why don't you get a haircut with your bitch ass?"

"Go whine to your boyfriend!"

Leo, fed up with the two, turned to Sam. "Listen, Sam, I know what I'm gonna do, man. Look, I'm just going to go to the authorities and tell them the truth. Like, I had nothing to do with this. So I'm not an accomplice."

Sam paused and looked at him. There was a look on his face that Alise had never seen before. It was one of intense anger.

"Hey, hey, you wanted this, right?" Sam spat back at him. "You wanted the real deal? Well, that's what this is. Wake up! You're in the middle of it! You want to run? Go ahead! No one's stopping you." Leo didn't make a move at what he said. "Then stop complaining."

With that, Sam walked away.

It was nighttime before any of them had realized it. Most of them were in the same seats they had taken all day, except for Sam who couldn't stay still and Leo who was sitting away from the group. Besides the twins roughhousing and fighting every own in a while, nobody was really talking either.

After what seemed like hours of his pacing, Mikaela walked over to Sam to talk to him, leaving Alise and Bee alone in their area. Looking up at the stars of the night, she sighed a little.

"Did you hear anything from anyone?" she asked the bot she was sitting on.

Bee nodded, but he didn't look happy about it.

"Ironhide (static) 'says our boy' (static) 'on the tele!'" Bee told her. "The F-Fallen is-s demand-ding him.'"

Alise felt her heart grow heavier. She hung her head.

"Is this how it always is, then?" He gave her an inquiring hum. "When you think it's all over you turn out to be horribly wrong."

He gave her a sad look. "'Not always (static) bell.'"

She sighed. "I hope not." She didn't know if she wanted to tell him the next thing on her mind, but she didn't want to keep it a secret. "Bee, in the warehouse..." She paused when she saw the look he gave her, one of worry. "Bee, Starscream... he recognized me... from Mission City."

His optics widened and glowed brighter. "What-t did he s-say?" he asked tensely, a look of horror on his face.

Alise bit her lip, getting a bit worked up. Starscream was who she had nightmares about sometimes, out of any of the other Decepticons, even Megatron. "He asked Megatron..." she let out a hot breath, "for permission to kill me."

Bee's whole frame tensed up. His optics dimmed and his face turned murderous. It was a look that Alise had seen once before, and had frightened her as much this time as it did the last. Without warning, he quickly took Alise in his hand, and brought her to his face.

"Noth-hing will ever happen t-to you," he told her fiercely. "Do you h-hear me?"

She nodded quickly, trying to calm herself down.

"I know, I know," she said quickly. "I just thought you would want to know."

He nodded at her, and he traced her side with his massive finger. "I did. I'm glad you t-told me."

She smiled a little, and rubbed her hand on his finger a little. Suddenly, she heard someone come up behind her, and she turned to see Sam and Mikaela walking towards them.

"Bee, if you hate me, I understand," Sam told him. Bee slumped a little, and he placed Alise on the ground. She walked over to where Mikaela was standing as Sam walked closer to Bee. The large bot voiced loud noise, saying the opposite.

"I messed up. I'm sorry."

"'Young fella, you are the person I care about most in my life. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.'"

Sam's expression turned darker. "He's dead because of me. He came here to protect me and he's dead."

"'There's some things you just can't change (static) So, his sacrifice for us would not have been in vain. Hallelujah!'"

Sam nodded. "I'm gonna make it right. I'm going to turn myself in.'"

Bee shook his head. "'We, we've got to stick together.'" As he said this, he transformed into his Camaro form.

As Sam walked over to him and placed his hand on his hood, Mikaela said, "You're not going to do that."

Alise nodded. "You can't, Sam. Too much is at stake." She knew that with all that time he had to think today, he was probably going over all the options in his head and couldn't think of a better one. But he couldn't turn himself in. They would never get him back.

"Yes, I am," he answered in a monotone.

Bee then started to drive towards Sam until he was sitting on his hood. "'Everything we worked for will be wiped out in one day!'" Bee said from behind him.

Sam seemed to think about this for a moment, and suddenly, an idea seemed to overtake him. He got off Bee's hood and walked over to the twins. Alise and Mikaela looked at each other, and then followed behind him.

"You two," he said to them, and they both gave him sounds of recognition. "Hey, you know the glyphs?" Sam tried to show them by writing them down. The 'glyphs' he was talking about were the symbols that he kept seeing in his head, the ones Megatron projected to him. However, the two Autobots he was showing them to just look at him confusedly.

"Uh..."

"These? The symbols that have been rattling around in my head?"

Skids decided to comment. "Whoo, that's, that's old school, yo. That's, that's like... that's Cybertronian."

"Oh, that's some serious stuff, right there," his counterpart added.

"They gotta mean something," Sam persisted, "like a message or like a map." His eyes grew wide. "Like a map to an Energon source!" That seemed to click in Alise's head. She thought she remembered Megatron saying something about "Can you read this?" Sam tried again.

"Read? Uh-" Skids started, and Mudflap finished.

"We... No. We don't really do much reading. Not so much."

Alise shook her head at them. "Am I surprised?"

"If you can't read it, we gotta find somebody who can," Sam continued on. Then, Leo, who had been in his own area of the courtyard, came over to the group.

"Look who came sashaying back," Skids commented as he walked over.

"Hair growing like a Chia Pet," Mudflap added. "Look at him. Look at that."

"I had a bit of a mild panic attack earlier, right?" Leo retorted.

"That's 'cause you're a pussy." The twins got a chuckle out of that.

"I think I'm allowed that, considering what I've been through. I heard you have a problem. I think I know someone who can help."

The twins stopped laughing and everyone looked at him, surprised.

"Who?" Sam asked quickly.

"Robo-Warrior."

"This guy, Robo-Warrior?" Leo started, as they started to near their destination. "Everything about anything alien, he's supposed to know. One time we revenge-hacked his site and maybe, I saw some of your... uh... alien drawings or whatever."

They had been driving all night in order to make it to a little deli on a street in New York City. It was early in the morning, and the street was quiet, allowing them to move with ease. The four humans were traveling with Bee while Skids and Mudflap were behind them, keeping their distance. When they pulled up in front of deli Leo had told them about, he started to nod.

"This is it. Yep," he said. "Deli. Good front! All right, wait here. I'll give you the go-no go. All right?"

Despite him saying this however, they all knew they were going to come in at the same time. Bee pulled up in front of the shop and everyone exited. Walking up to the door, Leo was the first to enter, followed by the others. Despite the street being empty, the deli was full, packed with people. Sam pulled the cap he was wearing down a little more so no one could see his face. As they walked in a little further, a voice suddenly rang out throughout the deli, one making the three humans who knew him previously flinch.

"Number forty-two, we got your kishka, knish, kasha-varnishka and kreplach combo right here! Cash only! Who's next?"

Alise's eyes widened. It couldn't be...

"I told you to cure the lox in the brine and then smoke it," a woman's voice suddenly screeched at the man.

"Ma, you want me to cut my hand off, or what?"

"You, you, you ruined a beautiful piece of fish, you retard."

"I'm like a ninja with a blade. It's an art form."

Agent Simmons, dressed in a white suit, tie, and apron, then started to shout to customers. He didn't notice the three allies of the Autobots standing in his deli, and Alise couldn't say she was upset about this. She didn't want to talk to this crazy man, much less have to come to him for help. As she was thinking this, however, Leo started to walk up to him on the other side of the counter.

Hey, Sal! Watch your reach, huh?" Simmons shouted to another customer before he took notice of Leo. When he did, he said, "Take a number, young man."

Leo looked him straight in the eye. "Robo-Warrior. Know him?"

Alise had to hand it to Simmons. He didn't even flinch. "I never heard of him." She knew that was a load of crap. If there was a person named Robo-Warrior who knew everything about Cybertronians on the premises, it had to be him. Unless of course there was another former Sector Seven agent working there.

"You never heard of ?"

Simmons looked up at him then, a smirk almost on his face. "You must be talking about that amateur-hour blog operation with Game Boy level security."

Leo's face lit up. "Robo-Warrior," he confirmed. He then turned to Sam. "It's him! It's him! That's the guy right there! That's him!"

Looking over at who Leo was talking to, Simmons's eyes grew wide when he saw Sam. His head then turned to see Mikaela and Alise next to him and they grew even more. "No."

Sam, who wasn't paying attention until that moment, mirrored his expression. "You've gotta be kidding me."

Simmons put down the knife he was holding roughly and started to yell, "Alright, meat store's closed! Everybody out!" There was a loud murmur of annoyance and protest from the crowd, but Simmons didn't care in the slightest. "Out! Right now. That means you, lady, right now." He was also being backed up by the woman, who Alise now knew was his mother, saying ,"When he says to go, you go."

When the store was vacated, Leo turned to the group, a disbelieving look on his face. "Wait a minute. You know this guy?"

"We're old friends," Sam said sarcastically.

"Old friends?" Simmons scoffed. "You're the case that shut down Sector Seven, got the kibosh disbanded. No more security clearance, no retirement, no nothing." He picked up the knife again and pointed it at him and Mikaela. "All 'cause of you and your little criminal girlfriend. Look at her now, so mature." He then turned towards Alise. "Oh, and how could I forget the little Brown terror. Did your friend ever find you, or did you stay with the piss stain?"

Alise narrowed her eyes at the comment. "Why don't you ask him yourself? He's right outside."

Simmons's eyes flashed for a moment at her, him becoming uncomfortable at her answer. She would be lying if she said she didn't love the feeling of making him squirm.

Suddenly, Simmons's mother started to yell at a man behind the counter with her, "Moron! Where's the whitefish?" She then hit him a bit with a piece of pork in her hand.

"Hey!" the man yelled. "Don't touch me with the pig!"

Simmons rolled his eyes and turned his head towards the man. "Yakov!"

The man turned to him. "What?"

"You don't get Christmas bonuses standing around! You want those new teeth you saw on Sky Mall?"

Yakov's had a dreamy look in his eyes for a moment. "It's my dream."

Simmons nodded towards his mother. "Help her out." His mother and then exited the room, the two still bickering a bit.

"You live with your mama?" Mikaela commented with her arms crossed, a smirk on her face. Alise held the same expression.

He turned towards them. "No, my mama lives with me. It's a big difference." He then turned his attention towards Sam. "They've got your face all over the news, alien boy."

"Yeah, I know," he answered.

"And N.B.E. one. Still kicking, huh? How did that happen?" He stopped himself, letting go of his curiosity for the time being. "Don't answer. I don't know what you're hiding, but I don't want anything to do with it. So, goodbye. You never saw me. I got bagels to schmear. Vanish." He started to turn away from them.

"Can you give me five seconds?" Sam snapped at him. "Look, hold on, I need your help."

Simmons turned around gave him an amused, almost glowing, look. "Reaaaally? You need my help?"

"I need..." Sam trailed off, not knowing what to say. "Look, I am slowly losing my mind, okay? I had a little crab-bot plunge a device deep into the soft tissues of my brain and started projecting little alien symbols like a freaking home movie! And on top of that, I'm a wanted fugitive. So, you think you got it rough?"

The ex-agent suddenly looked very intrigued. "You said it projected images off your brain?"

"Right."

Simmons looked intently at the four. "Meat locker, now!"

Simmons started off behind the counter, determination in his step. The four outside the counter looked at each other for a moment before Sam started after him and the rest followed. They walked around and saw Simmons opening a large freezer door and going inside. As the rest of them walked in the small space, they were confronted with dead pigs ready for the deli. Simmons casually walked by them as the rest of the occupants of the space cringed.

"Dead pigs," Sam commented disgustedly, as Mikaela answered with a, "Yuck!"

As a carcass swung and hit her on the arm, Alise scrunched her face. "Remind me to never eat pork again." As she said this, Simmons knelt down on the floor and grabbed something that looked like a handle.

"What you're about to see is top secret." He looked at them even more seriously. "Do not tell my mother."

Simmons opened what appeared to be a trap door. Opening the floor door all the way, he stepped down into it. The upper floor occupants looked at each other, but then went in, this time Alise leading the way. As she walked down, the space in front of her opened up, and before her was a large room hidden under the deli. The room was much larger and the ceilings much higher than the room above them, and Alise felt a bit of shock that no one else knew this was down here. The room was stocked floor to ceiling with files and books, photos and maps. As cool as the room was, it was a mess. As she stepped off the last peg of the ladder, the rest of the group followed her down, the same look that was on her face on theirs.

"Now you know," Simmons commented. "Next time you eat a goat or a pig, there's a story behind it. Saaad little story." The ex-agent then got to work with whatever was on his mind, scurrying around the room. "Okay, files, files. We're talking about symbols. Ey!" At that point, Leo had tried to touch what looked like a small metallic head in a glass case. He quickly jumped back. "Still radioactive. Hands off." He then filed through a large pile on a table in the room and found what he was looking for, a paper with old black and white photos on it. He then placed this paper in front of Sam. "Okay, Cube-brain. Any of these look like the symbols you saw?"

Sam looked at them and nodded. "Where did you get these?"

"Before I got fired," he hissed this word at them, "I poached S-7's crown jewel, over seventy five years of alien research, which points to one inescapable fact. The Transformers, they've been here a long, long time. How do I know?" He then pulled off a series of photographs from a file in his hand. "Archaeologists found these unexplained markings in ancient ruins all over the world." He pointed to different locations on each of the pictures, all of them containing similar looking symbols in them. "China. Egypt. Greece. Shot in 1932. These the symbols you're seeing in your head?"

"Yeah."

"Same ones over here, right? So, tell me, how did they end up all drawing the same things? Aliens. And I think some of them stayed. Check this out." He threw a photo on the table for them all to see of an old Model T. "Project: Black Knife. Robots. In disguise. Hiding here all along." He started to throw down more of the photos. "We detected radioactive signatures all across the country. I pleaded on my knees with S-7 to investigate it, but they said the readings were infinitesimal, that I... was... obsessed! Me. Can you imagine that?"

"Not at all," Alise mumbled, and her and Mikaela shared a knowing look.

"Megatron said that there was another Energon source here," Sam said.

"On Earth?"

"On Earth."

"Another source?"

"Okay? And that these symbols, the maps in my head, would lead him there."

"You talked to your Autobot friends about this?"

"No, no, no, the source is before them. Whatever the Energon source is, it predates them. It's before them."

"So it comes before them."

"Correct."

"Well, then. We're porked unless we can talk to a Decepticon. And I mean, I'm not on speaking terms with them." He chuckled darkly.

Mikaela and Alise looked at each other, both their eyes widening.

"Actually," Mikaela said, "we are."

All the occupants of the room save Alise looked at her with completely dumbfounded expressions. The two started to head towards the ladder.

"Just... give us a moment," Alise said quickly, and the two climbed onto the upper floor. They then walked from the deli out the door to Bee who welcomed them with a flashing of his headlights.

"Bee, can you open the trunk?" Mikaela asked him. He obliged by clicking it open for the girls. In the back was the toolbox, still after all this time containing the small Decepticon. There was a rattling from the inside, and a yell from the con. "Thanks, Bee."

"'What is that?'" he voiced. "'Felt weird (static) in the back.'"

"Our souvenir from South Gate," Alise told him. "We'll be out in a bit, Bee."

He honked his horn in response and the two went back inside taking the route back down to the secret underground room. When the two were back in the room with the three men, Mikaela roughly placed the toolbox on the center table. It started to shake and rattle, the con inside yelling out.

"Let me out!" it yelled from the inside, and the three others in the room jumped a little.

"This is going to be a little bit sad..." Mikaela warned as she started to unlatch the box. Sam nodded at her.

"Open it."

With one quick motion, Mikaela opened the box, the mini con inside jumping out at them, it making a shrill roar at them. Mik was too quick for it, however, because she quickly grabbed the collar she had managed to attach to it back at the prison yard in some free time. She pulled it back so that it didn't have much room to move with, and it started to thrash and go after the others in front of it, clawing at them. Leo started to scream, and Simmons started to examine it, looking at it closely and going, "Whoa," with his mouth hanging open.

The con did not seem so interested in them. "I will have so many Decepticons on your butt!"

"Hey!" Mikaela yelled at him, pulled the chain he was attached to back. "Behave!"

The force of her pull was enough to cause him to fall on his back. "Easy!" he yelled at her.

"What is it, a Decepticon?" Sam asked.

Mik nodded. "Yeah."

"And you're training him?"

"I'm trying to."

"I spent my whole adult life combing the planet for aliens..." Simmons mused, still staring at the small con, " ...and you're carrying around one in your purse like a little Chihuahua."

At that, the con stopped trying to escape by biting through the chain and it got to its small feet and started towards Simmons. "Huh? Do you want a throwdown, you pubic 'fro-head?"

Alise smirked a bit at this. "Hmm, maybe we can keep him." Simmons glared at her, and her at him.

Ignoring them both, Mikaela made the con face her. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about your eye, you know, but, if you're a good boy then I'm not gonna torch your other eye. Okay? I'm not gonna torch it. Just tell me what these symbols are. Please."

Sam put the papers in front of the con, and it got up and looked over them, nodding.

"Alright," it said. "Oh, I know that. That's the language of the Primes." It nodded again. "I don't read it, but these guys... where the frick did you find photos of these guys?"

"Is this them?" Sam showed them the pictures of some of the objects they suspected to be Cybertronians.

"Yeah. Seekers, pal. Oldest of the old. They've been here thousands of years, looking for something. I don't know what. Nobody tells me nothing, but they'll translate those symbols for you. And I know where to find them."

"Show us," Simmons added.

"Yeah." Mikaela let go of the leash and the con got on a higher platform. Suddenly, facing the map in the room, little dots appeared from him on locations in the United States where the Seekers were. Quickly looking at the map, Simmons stated the obvious.

"Closest one's in Washington."

It was an unsaid fact that that's where they'd be going next.