Hello everyone! A few notes for this chapter! So I've been getting a few PMs about joining sites like Tumblr to let people ask questions and post updates, and Deviantart to post fan art and such and such. While I believe a Tumblr is doable, I can't draw to save my life. Any thoughts on this? Is this something you guys would be interested in? Please let me know! Send me a message or I have a poll on my profile for everyone to take! Next, I updated the character photos on my profile for the holoforms and characters in this story! Not all of them, but all the major characters, just for a change of something to look at. Also, we made it to 212 followers! Holy moley! Thank you all so much! You all keep this story going! Lastly, I apologize if this chapter isn't exactly like in the story. I'm working with minimum resources and this is what came out of that.

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Alise was the first to exit the deli shop and was well ahead of the group when she all but raced out to Bee. He noticed that her steps were quick and heavy as she made her way over to him, and when he opened his passenger seat door for her, she took the liberty of closing it herself, by slamming it hard enough to make Bee's whole frame tremble. The slam gave Bee a processor ache, and though he tried to shake it off, he was slightly stunned.

"Ev-verything ok-kay, belle?" he asked her, confused. Though she regretted taking her frustrations out on him, she couldn't shake her anger that out of all the people on this blessed planet Robo-Warrior could have been, it was Simmons. And now to top it all off he was coming along.

"Not really, Bee," she answered vaguely, trying to keep her wits about her. She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Alis-se, what-t's-s wrong?" he asked again, this time a little more curious and slightly worried.

"Give it a minute."

Just then, the rest of the group exited from the deli front doors, and Bee got a glance of everyone in it, including their new addition. At first he was shocked, but then that quickly died down and was replaced with a different emotion. At the sight of his former captor and the man who threatened to send Alise back to Arizona, he bristled with rage. His frame trembled, and almost out of his control, his holoform began to form in the front seat. Feeling the familiar tingle of electricity in the cabin, she looked up just in time to see him fully form and exit his vehicle self to storm over to the group.

Sam looked up as he was walking down the deli's front steps and was surprised to come face to with his former guardian's holoform, and even more so, a very angry looking holoform. Sam stopped short in front of him and the rest of the group did the same. Mikaela was also confused, but at least she, like Sam, knew the identity of the man in front of them. However, Leo and Simmons did not, making the two look at him dumbly.

"And who's this jokester?" Simmons commented dryly. "He with you?"

Bee was not amused. In fact, he was fuming. He started towards Simmons, but Sam stepped in front of him, blocking his path. Seeing his actions from the car, Alise started to get out and quickly walk towards them.

"Bee, Bee," Sam started quickly. "What's wrong? What're you doing?"

He tried to get past Sam once or twice more but not wanting his anger to get the best of him, he backed up away from Sam so he wouldn't hurt him by accident. He looked over at Simmons. If looks could kill, Simmons would have died on the spot. He cringed a little and grew uncomfortable at the look, but Simmons was still trying to determine who this man was looking at him like that. He had pissed off a lot of people in his years as an agent, but this young man didn't look at all familiar.

"I don't want him near me, and I don't want him near her," Bee told Sam, his eyes not leaving the ex-agent. His voice was deep and cold, and it was making Sam uncomfortable even though his anger wasn't directed at him.

"Bee I'm sorry," Sam tried to explain. "But he can help us. He helped us locate a Cybertronian that may be help. Please, Bee, he needs to come."

"Okay, who is this?" Simmons interjected. "And what the hell is with the name B? What are you, some Men in Black copycat who think's it's cool to only use one letter for their name?"

"Yeah, Sam," Leo added. "Who is this?"

Bee gritted his teeth. "I'm surprised, Simmons," he hissed at him. "You take me hostage and lock me under the Hoover Dam and don't even know who I am. Getting rusty, are we?"

Simmons's eyes in that moment got very large. It couldn't be... He looked past Bee for a moment and saw the Camaro form behind then. That of a certain, very angry Autobot that he had captured. He now understood who he was. It was also in this moment that Alise came up behind Bee and stood beside him, taking his hand in hers, and making him turn from Simmons and look down at her for a moment before looking back at them. That was what it took for Leo to get the picture as well.

"Hell no," Leo said, shaking his head. "And now he's a person. What the hell!"

"No way," Simmons commented next. "That can't be you..."

"Don't know as much as you think you did, do you Simmons?" Alise hissed at him next to Bee. "You should think of that next time you go kidnapping someone for protecting his friends!"

"You people just don't let things go do you?"

"You're one to talk!"

"Hey! You all made me lose my job!"

"You kidnapped him! Tied him up and electrocuted him!"

"Okay!" Mikaela yelled ending their dispute. She was tired of this, and they were wasting time. "Bee, Alise, whether we like it or not, he's coming with us. He's got the resources to get us where we need to go to fight the damn Fallen! You don't have to like it, but we need to stop wasting time! Are we all on the same page now?"

Alise opened her mouth for a moment, about to comment. However, she stopped herself and nodded instead, agreeing with her friend. Bee did the same, but not before casting one last glance at Simmons. With that he placed his arm around Alise's waist and led her back to the Camaro, sitting her in the front passenger seat. Before evaporating in front her, he sent her a wary look and squeezed her hand. Soon after, the rest of the passengers shuffled their way into the car, all choosing to enter from the drivers seat side and not move Alise for fear of Bee.

The roads were empty when they were driving, and Alise believed it had something to do with the recent threats against the earth that Ironhide had informed Bee about. It had been an awkward to the air and space museum. Simmons had to sit between Leo and Mikaela (who had the small con in the toolbox again under her feet), while Sam and Alise sat in the front seats. They were able to make it into the Smithsonian within a few hours, due to the light traffic and Bee's normal well over the speed limit driving. When they made it to the museum and parked in the parking lot, Alise and Sam exited first, and then the rest followed. They saw Skids and Mudflap park a little ways away from them, them following Bee here after he contacted them. When Simmons came out of the Camaro, his eyes lingered on the large building in front of them, a small smile on his face.

"All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut," he told the group, and he let go of a small sigh. "Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Land of dreams in there." He reminisced for a moment longer before springing into action. "Hold these."

It was in that moment that Simmons started to strip in the middle of the parking lot in front of them. They all made sounds of disgust and cringed.

"Dammit, Simmons, what the hell?" Alise complained, her dislike of the man in front of her growing by the second.

"What is that?" Sam questioned as he took off his shirt to relieve a S-7 undergarment that looked like a superman symbol.

"What? I wear it when I'm in a funk," he countered as he continued to change his clothes in front of them. "So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing. Okay." He was finished with his changing into jeans and a leather jacket and was now looking at his watch on his arm. "Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder. You get caught, demand an attorney and don't ever say my name. Okay, take one of these pills." He pulled a tiny container out of his pocket and emptied its contents into his hand. There were a few small white pills and they all took one. "Slip it under your tongue. It's the high-concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time." He then clapped his hands together. "Okay. Now, let's get this show on the road. "

It was then, looking at the pill in his hand, that Leo started to panic. "Whoa, whoa, no, listen," he told them. "I can't do this!"

"Yes," Simmons countered, not taking no for an answer.

"I'm not some alien bounty hunter, guys! I'm not gonna do this. Guards have guns! I don't want to die!"

"Kid. Kid. Kid. Kid, kid, kid." Simmons went up to him and put his arm around his neck. "You compromise this mission, you are dead to me." He looked Leo straight in the eyes. "Now look into my eyes and tighten up that sphincter. Got it?" Leo nodded a little, and swallowed thickly. "Great. Now this is what we're gonna do..."

Sam, Mikaela, Alise, and Simmons were outside waiting for the signal to enter from Leo on the inside. They were all outside the doors to the museum and saw a few guards walking about.

"Okay," Simmons started, reaching into the bag at his side. "Witwicky, don't let anyone see your face. Criminal, keep your little metal dog under control," he gestured to the toolbox Mikaela had in her hands, and she nodded. "And lastly, Brown," he pulled an item out of his bag and handed it to her, "you're going to help me take down the guards."

Alise's eyes widened at the item in her hand. "You want me to what?!"

His eyes rolled at her expression. "Relax, gumdrop, it's only a taser."

"Relax, it's only a taser," she mocked him in a deeper tone. "It is a weapon that you want me to shock someone with!"

"It won't seriously injure them, only knock them out." Before she could respond he quickly added, "Aim for the neck!" and rushed inside. He had seen Leo come out of the restroom with his pants down, the signal for them to come out. Mikaela and Sam stayed back while Alise and Simmons quietly went inside.

"-naked man around children," one of the guards was saying to him sternly as they entered. "Pull your pants up and exit the building."

"I'm not going anywhere," Leo answered him. Two of the guards started to walk towards him as Alise and Simmons made their first move. Quickly moving behind one of the closest guards to them, Alise placed her hand over his mouth and whispered, "Sorry!" in his ear before quickly and quietly tasering him in the neck where Simmons told him to. The action was odd to carry out because the guard was a few inches taller than her, but it was done nonetheless. The guard started to fall back unconscious before Simmons caught him and quickly dragged him to a corner of the room where he couldn't be seen.

"One down," Simmons mumbled to Alise, and she nodded, not believing what she had just done. The two looked around the corner and watched for there next point of entry.

"You got that paper, right, sir?" the guard was continuing with Leo, growing increasingly impatient. "You should be embarrassed. This is a family museum, sir." Now three guards started to walk closer to him. Alise and Simmons performed their actions again on the guard furthest away from the group and again another until there was only the three closest to Leo left. One of the guards followed him into the restroom while the other two started to turn around. Knowing they wouldn't have much else of chance, the two raced towards the two guards just as they were turning around.

Simmons landed a punch to the guard he advanced towards first stomach that sent him to the ground and he landed on his back and groaned. However, quickly got up and started to go after Simmons, throwing punches himself. Alise, not wanting to taser the man in front of her while he was facing her threw him off by running around him instead of into him. Not knowing what else to do, Alise jumped on his back and covered his eyes with her hands and didn't let go. The man she was on started to spin around and walk disorientedly, trying to rip her hands off his face. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to hang on to the man, for he was growing increasingly tougher to hang onto.

"Simmons!" she hissed at him. "I could use a little help over here!" The man had started running in an attempt to get her off of him. However, Simmons was having his own worries for the guard in front of him had taken out his taser and was aiming it at Simmons.

"Yeah, that's not happening," he told her without taking his eyes off the man in front of him.

Huffing at their situation, an idea popped into Alise's head. Sitting up a little on the man and drawing all her weight forward, she caused the guard she was on to blindly start running forward, her force and his trying to keep upright causing him to move. The man was unknowingly on a straight course into his partner, who was still pointing his taser at Simmons. It only took a few seconds before the three, the two guards and Alise, collided into jumble of limbs on the floor.

Simmons ran over to this pile and saw Alise on the top of the other two, both unconscious, her looking a little dazed with her hand on her throbbing head. He took her arm and pulled her up, righting her on her feet after she wobbled a little.

"You okay, Brown?" Simmons asked her, quickly looking her over. She nodded slowly. "Good work, soldier."

"Thanks," she mumbled. "Where's Leo?"

Simmons then ran into the restroom to check on him and the guard he was supposed to take down. She assumed he was okay by Simmons's loud exclamation of, "You are an amateur, man. A rank amateur. We just downed five guards! Five guards!" coming from the room. As he did this, she went outside to get Sam and Mikaela and wave to Bee that so far, they were okay. He was supposed to find them through Alise's necklace if they made it outside. When she came back in, she saw Simmons dragging Leo by his ankles, his pants still down, out of the restroom. He was conscious, but still.

"What happened to him?" Sam asked quickly, not wanting his friend to be injured.

"He's fine," Simmons answered, "just tased where the sun don't shine. Pansy." Sam cringed a little at the thought.

Simmons was able to get Leo moving again relatively quickly, and even though he was a little slow, he was still on his feet. They then all went into the section of the museum where all the antique planes were on display. Alise looked around in awe for a moment at all the massive planes in front of her, this a new sight because she had never been in this museum before. They stopped, and Simmons reached into his bag and pulled out another device.

"I've got a tracker!" he yelled out, and pressing a button, started to go in the direction it told him to.

At the same time, Mikaela was letting the little con out of the toolbox.

"Be good," she told him sternly as he started to crawl out of the box. The small con gasped before speaking.

"I'm claustrophobic," it complained, and it got out of the box and transformed into a small blue remote control toy truck. The con started to drive into the museum, passing many different types of old planes and seeming to know where he was going.

"Look, look," Mikaela started to say. "Follow him! He knows where he's going, he knows something." They started to follow the small con.

"What?" Sam said.

"He knows something!" The rest of them followed the blue bot as he drove in the museum, weaving in and out of paths on the ground. Eventually, it stopped in front of a large black plane that looked to be larger than the Unity. Alise read on a plaque in front of the model plane that it was a SR-71 Blackbird. As they stopped in front of the large spy plane, Simmons did also, his tracker pointing at the plane, making noises.

"You got what I got?" he asked them.

"Yeah?" Sam answered him.

Simmons nodded. "Blackbird."

The small con next to their feet transformed back into his bipedal mode.

"Ooh, there he is," he said to them. "This guy's a legend, like, like, like the Chairman of the Board! Yo, freshman, point the shard and watch the magic happen."

Mikaela had earlier given the All Spark shard they had to Simmons to place in his bag, and Simmons pulled it out and gave it to Sam with a pile of small tongs. Sam slowly started to walk towards the plane and even from many feet away, the shard flew from the tongs and landed on the plane's underbelly. Alise and Mikaela ran to look underneath the plane where they knew the Cybertronian's insignia would be. As the large bot was starting to wake up, shocks of electricity falling all around its frame, they looked and saw what they were praying not to. A Decepticon insignia. They looked at each other, eyes wide.

"Oh, shit," Mikaela said quietly.

"Everybody get back!" Alise yelled, and the two started to run away from the now slowly transforming bot.

"It's a Decepticon!" Mikaela yelled after her.

"Decepticon?" Simmons said disbelievingly.

"Decepticon?" Leo chimed, his voice panicking.

"Behind the MiG now!" Simmons yelled, and they all listened, even the small bot. They all had ran and slid under the MiG as it was about to complete transforming.

The large Blackbird transformed before their eyes. However, the persons in the room who had seen a transformation before knew something was off. The gears shifted loudly and looked rusted, and all the motions seemed forced. When the con was fully formed, Alise got a good look at him. He had the trademark Decepticon red eyes and was larger than some she had seen before. However, he seemed to be hunching over and using a larger metal rod in hand as a cane.

"Ah!" it cried out, its voice sounding ancient and... whiny? "What sort of hideous mausoleum is this? Answer me, pawns and knaves! Show yourselves or suffer my infinite wrath!" He pushed a large yellow plane hanging in front of his face aside. He looked over at the group under the much smaller MiG, who thought it better to answer him than stay there and see what happened. They slowly got up from under the plane and slowly walked over to the con with their hands raised. He looked down at them. "You little spinal-cord-based organisms! Oof!" A large light that he had pushed out of the way had come back and hit him in the face. He knocked it to the ground and the group of humans had to run around it to avoid it as it came towards them. "Oh, bugger it. Behold the eternal glory of... Jetfire! Prepare for remote systems override!"

All the humans looked at each other, confused. They watched as he started to walked towards the hanger doors of the museum.

"I tell you, this guy did not age well," the small con said to them.

"I don't think he's gonna hurt us," Mikaela commented next. They cringed as they watched him at the doors.

"I command these doors to open!" Jetfire said loudly. "Fire! I said, fire!" At that he fired a missile from somewhere on his person. Instead of hitting the doors, however, it flew back towards past the humans in the complete opposite direction. "Oh, bollocks! Damn these worthless parts!" With that he busted open the large doors and started to walk outside.

"Wait a second!" Sam cried out, and the group started to run outside towards him. They followed him and watched as he painfully started to make his way through the outside air field.

"ltchy, wretched rust in my arse!" the ancient con cried out. "Aarh!"

"Oh, the museum is going to be very angry," Simmons yelled to the group as they ran, looking back at the broken doors. "Very angry! We gotta catch that plane!" Right after he said that, they heard engines racing in the field. Alise looked up to see Bee's Camaro and the Twins racing through the airfield a little ways behind them. The on foot group were able to stop a little ways behind Jetfire.

"Right," Jetfire said to himself. "I'm on a mission." As he turned around he started to break planes by backing into them and making their wings fall off. The damage he caused in the first five minutes he's been awake was probably astronomical, Alise mused to herself. The male humans in the group started to yell up to him, telling him to stop. Jetfire heard this and growled, looking down at them. "What do you want?" As he said this, Bee pulled up behind them.

"Look, we just want to talk!" Sam yelled to him.

"I have no time to talk. I'm on a mission. I'm a mercenary doombringer! What planet am I on?"

"Earth."

"Earth? Terrible name for a planet. Might as well call it dirt. Planet dirt." As he said this, he put his large face right in front of Sam. "Tell me, is that robot civil war still going on? Who's winning?"

Sam looked down. "The Decepticons."

Jetfire groaned and then spit on the ground. "Well, I changed sides to the Autobots."

Sam looked up, him and the rest of the humans looking confused. "What do you mean, changed sides?"

"It's a choice. It's an intensely personal decision. So much negativity. Who wants to live a life filled with hate?"

"You mean you don't have to work for those miserable, freaking Decepticons?" the small con said to him, his voice disbelieving.

"If Decepticons had their way, they'd destroy the whole universe."

Suddenly, the small con started to crawl over to Mikaela and Alise, who were standing next to each other. "I'm changing sides. I'm changing sides, too, warrior goddesses." He started to crawl on Mikaela's shoes. "Who's your little Autobot?"

"Aw, you're cute," Mikaela said looking down at him.

"Name's Wheelie," the small con said huskily. And to the horror of everyone there, he started to hump Mikaela's boot. "Yeah. Yeah. Say my name, say my name."

"What are you allowing to happen to your foot just now?" Sam said, annoyed.

"At least he's faithful, Sam," she answered him.

"Yeah, well, he's faithful and he's nude and he's perverted."

He stopped doing this to Mikaela and then started to walk over to Alise.

"Start doing that to me and I'm kicking you in your new Auto-nuts," she threatened him. He quickly got the message and stopped coming her way.

Sam shook his head and started to roll his eyes. He then looked back at Jetfire. "What were you saying?"

"I told you my name was Jetfire!" he yelled loudly at them, causing them all to fall over onto the ground. "So stop judging me!"

Alise saw Bee start to drive towards them and intervene, but she put her hand up as a sign to stay put and he did, though his headlights were still on.

"Somebody shit the bed this morning," Wheelie mumbled.

"I have issues of my own, and it started with my mother!" Jetfire continued. "My ancestors have been here for centuries. My father, why, he was the wheel, the first wheel! Do you know what he transformed into?"

"No," Simmons answered him.

"Nothing! But he did so with honor, dignity, damn it!" Just then he jumped and a parachute erupted front his backside, causing him to stand up and fall over a few meters away from them on his back. Jetfire groaned. "Oh, bollocks. My boosters are fried. D'aww."

The group of humans got up and ran towards him.

"I think we can help each other," Sam said to him when they got in front of him. "You know things I don't know. I know things you don't know, I do."

"I don't think he knows anything," Leo mumbled to Sam. "Honestly, I don't." Sam shook his head at him and went over to Simmons. Asking for anything sharp, Simmons pulled a knife from his bag that was still at his side. Knife in hand, Sam walked back over to Jetfire. He started to carve the symbols he was seeing in his head in the ground, and after finishing a few he continued to speak.

"I could do this all day," he said, finishing his last one. "It comes in waves, these vivid symbols. They're symbols, but they're in my mind. You see, all this is in my mind and Megatron," Sam stabbed the knife in his hand into the ground and stood up, "wants what's in my mind. Him and someone called the Fallen."

"The Fallen?" Jetfire said. "I know him. He left me here to rust! The original Decepticon. He's terrible to work for. It's always apocalypse, chaos, crisis." Alise noticed that Bee, Skids, and Mudflap had driven closer to the group. "These transcriptions, they were part of my mission, the Fallen's search. I remember now," he tapped his fingers to his chin, "for the Dagger's Tip, a- and the key!"

"Yeah, wait, slow down. The Dagger's Tip? The key? What are you talking about?"

"No time to explain!" Suddenly he huddled the group of humans into a group. A large field of lightning and electricity started to form around them and they huddled in more, Mikaela and Alise in the middle, Sam hanging onto Mikaela and Simmons shielding Alise, which she thought in the back of her mind was odd. She looked over at Bee, and saw that the lightning was around him and the twins also.

"Wait, wait-" Simmons started, but Jetfire cut him off.

"Hold on, everybody! Stay still or you'll die!"

Then there was a large zap, and Alise suddenly couldn't feel anything at all. Even herself.