The ride to The Hoover Dam wasn't a long one. Just quiet. An hour to reach that place at the speed they were going. And it was fast. Autobots feel the need for speed., Saffron thought of the racing game Need for Speed. She bet they would like it. Strange things to be thinking about now..., she supposed it was the better alternative, fretting over everyone. More then once, her tracker on Mick went out, as if blocked. She figured it had something to do with a blocker. Whatever kept the autobots from picking up readings of the Allspark.

I said what, what, in the butt? I said what, what, in the butt? I said what, what, in the butt? I said what, what, in the butt? You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt? You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt? You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt? Lets do it in the butt, okay...I feel you watching me. Over there. Come to me, if you care. Don't sit and stare. It's just not fair. Make your move, if you dare.

A sheepish laugh left Saffron at the ringtone. She had forgotten she gave Mick that. Usually, her phone was on vibrate. "Everything okay?"

"Are you close?" he sounded panicky.

"We're about thirty minutes out. What's up?"

"Something's happening. They said the cryo-freeze thin is failing on Megatron. He's thawing, Ronnie." at this point, he was whispering.

Thawing? Crap, that's baaaaaad., she worried her bottom lip. "Alright. Calm down. There's not much I can do from out here but I'll see about delaying his awakening. Have someone waiting for us outside." she assured him.

"Alright...a army guy will be out there. Two of them. Will Lennox and Robert Epps."

"They know what-"

"Yah." he cut her off. "The project name is Project Iceman, NBE One...and hurry."

"Alright." hanging up, she rubbed the seat she was on, in thought. Then entire mustang shivered. "Aa, sorry Bee." she pulled out her laptop and set to work. She hooked her phone to the computer and clicked on a icon with a series of wiggle lines. It manually dialed Mick's number. When he picked up, all he would hear is static and know it wasn't a normal call. She could access the buildings computers this way. It took a moment, complete silence on Mick's end but the connection went through. All he had to do was keep the line open. "Bee, can you patch me through to Optimus?" as he did his thing, she hacked The Hoover Damn system.

She moved along the systems twist and turns. Searching for anything to do with NBE One. Page after page flew across the screen before one stopped. It was a schematic of Megatron, highlighting what they thought to be vulnerable points. Remember those for later., she told herself. After a moment, she saw the problem. Someone shutting off all the programs involved with the NBE One project.

"Saffron? Bumblebee said you needed to speak with me." Optimus' voice carried over the speakers.

She blinked, head cocking then shook her head. She was not going to ask...well, maybe later. "Mick said the cryo-system they're using on Meg's is failing." hitting a couple buttons, she went back and cut on everything that was just shut off. "He's starting to wake up. I'm trying to stall, for as long as I can but it won't last." she explained, throwing up wall after wall. It was slowing them down, though not enough.

"I understand." a beat passed then Bumblebee and Jazz pulled ahead of the others. Their speed increased, making everything they passed a blur. The other Autobots became specks in the distance. ...Guess these two are the fastest., another ten minutes, they reached the dam and spotted two men standing on the edge. Army men. "Lennox, Epps?" they turned at her voice.

"Saffron?"

Nodding, she stepped out the mustang, throwing up anther block as she did so. Bumblebee and Jazz transformed into bot mod, causing the men to stare up at them in awe and...slight fear. They must have been though some stuff with the Decepticons. "They won't hurt you, these are the Autobots. The good guys."

"Ah, nah man. Hurting squishes ain't my grove thing." Jazz shook his head.

"Speak the truth." was sang from the black mustang.

"I can only stall these guys for so long." even as she talked, she sent another virus to screw with the Decepticon. "So we need to get inside."

"There's a docking entrance on the back." they led the trio to a large docking door, on the back, where Sam and Mick were waiting.

"Bro's!"

They spun at the call, seeing the curly haired brunette and started running toward her, swallowing her smaller frame with a hug from both sides. She gladly returned it. "Are you okay?", "What the hell is going on?!" she was bombarded with questions.

"Love you, guys but later. Where's the cube?"

"C'mon!" both guys took a hand to drag her along, Bumblebee and Jazz following. Anyone in the way dove aside as the rushing trio and giant robots at their back. They passed one set of doors, large, thick and metal. "Megatron." Mick answered the look on her face.

Nodding, they continued to the next door, which was already open. A lot of men were inside, some in suits and the others in fatigues. Two opposite ends in the government. The men in fatigues, army, had weapons drawn on the men in suits. "Lennox. He decided to take control of the situation, after we got off the phone with you."

"Simmons was being an ass...perusal." Sam added.

"Ah, gotcha."

"Saffron!" Judy and Ron were on the girl before she could blink, just like Sam and Mick. Hands pushed back hair, checking her over for any wounds.

"I'm fine, mama." she assured, taking the older woman's hands in hers. "I'm fine." then her eyes drifted to the large block with odd carvings. It looked like it was just hanging there, suspended in mid-air. "Is that...?" both guys nodded and before she knew it, was stepped up underneath the cube. The air was electrified, making the hairs on her arm stand on end. It reminded her of those static globes they had in Spencers.

"Go on Bee." Jazz urged the younger bot.

He stepped forward, picking up Saffron to place her comfortably on his shoulder and stopped directly under the Allspark. He reached for it, pads of his fingers brushing against the metal and causing a ripple like effect of blue electricity. "Oh, here we go. He doing something." Epps muttered, fidgeting. Shifting gears soundde from the cube and before their very eyes, it started shrinking. Folding it on itself like the transformers did, until it was the size of a medium box. Someone muttered a 'oh my god'. Holding the cube gently, he turned to Jazz to speak a series strange static, chirping and whirls. Speaking in their own language.

Suddenly, there were vibrating booms from outside. Heard even as deep underground as they were. The lights flickered, swinging side to side and bringing dust and dirt crumbling down on the group. An attack on the Damn. "Gentlemen, they know the cube is here." an older, grey haired man announced. He was the Secretary of Defense, Keller.

Another man, this one balding with dark brown hair, moved toward an intercom that rested on the table. "Banachek. What's going on?"

"The NBE One chamber lost power completely. The backup generator just want cut it." the answer came back through the speaker.

Lennox leaned forward, hand bracing on a table edge. "Do you have an arms room?"

"Yes, yes...this way." Banachek lead the way...

Right as an alarm went off on Saffron's computer. Frowning, she tapped Bumblebee's shoulder and gestured to set her down. He did and she moved toward a table, setting her laptop up and lifted the screen. A string of curses left her. "They're popping the generators, one at a time. We have, maybe twenty minutes to get out of here before he's completely unfrozen."

"How did you get in our system?" Simmons slid up beside her, looking at the screen but she waved him off. As if she'd answer.

"Stop him!" Mick and Sam shouted.

"I'm trying but they're to quick!" she growled back then slammed it close and slid it back in her bag. "I bought us thirty minutes. All the time we're getting."

"How-" Epps cut himself off, as she shot him a grin. It was better to not question.

The group moved toward another room, full of weapons. Mick, Sam, and Saffron looked on in awe before the lather slipped a weapon to the two guys in her life. Beside Ron. It went unnoticed, mostly by all but Lennox and Epps. To which they cocked a brow and the trio just shrugged. Luckily, they didn't say anything, though wondered why the female of the group hadn't gotten one as well. She flashed her taser and a secretive smirk.

"So, what's the plan?" Mick muttered, low enough the others couldn't hear. Just his bestie and her brother.

"Big O says if worse comes to worse, unite the Allspark with his own spark." she muttered back, frowning. "It'll kill him."

"It's suicide." Sam gasped.

"That's what I said."

"...what are you planning?" hazel-green eyes narrowed on his baby sister.

A grin bloomed across her face. "It took me some time to think of something...but I did."

"Something devious then." Sam nodded as he talked.

"Alright, all this concrete," knuckles rapped on the wall. "I'm guessing it protects the Allspark readings."

"Let me guess, get the cube to something with just as thick walls?" Mick blinked.

"Hmmm mmmm."

"How do you plan on doing that?" Sam frowned. "What would be thick enough to hid that?"

Mick's eyes lit up when he realized what she was speaking off. Glancing to her, she nodded and he scurried over to Bumblebee and Jazz, speaking in low tones. Saffron slid up next to Sam. "Bank vault."

"...oh...oh?...oh! I get it." the vaults were usually thick as well, perfect place to hide something like the Allspark.

After a moment, the trio, two bots and a human came over. "National Bank, in Mission City. It's the closest that would work. It's vault is like a foot thick, lead and then surrounded by another two foot of concrete."

"...is that thick enough?" Saffron frowned.

"Should be, lil' momma." Jazz confirmed, kneeling to see the three humans.

"Alright, you guys tell the autobots what're planing. Don't tell the humans." the second part was aimed at the blonde and brunette at her side. "They have their own thing to worry about and as soon as we hit the ground running, I'll be on my own."

"No you won't." Mick gave her a stern look. "I'm coming." both he and Sam spoke at the same time, exchanging a look, then shrugged.

"Fine, fine. Whatever." she knew better then to argue with the looks on their faces. "Just be ready, guys. It's going to be ugly."

"Optimus doesn't like the idea of you three being in the middle of the war." Jazz started, earning himself three deadpanned looks. They were already in it. "But even he can't argue with a good plan."

"Sometimes I'm so smart, it hurts." Saffron voiced with a snort.

"Message from starfleet, captain...let's get to it." Bumblebee voiced, clapping from beside Jazz.

"He's right." Lennox agreed, hopping down from the back of the military vehicle. There was a gun bolted to the top, one with sabot rounds with ammo. The only things that seemed to work on the armor of the Decepticons. "We stay here, we're screwed with Megatron in the other hanger." he glanced around to all those present. "Mission city is only 22 miles away. We're gonna sneak that cube out of here and into the city."

"Good, right!" Keller pointed at him.

"But we cannot make a stand without the Airforce." Epps added. No one noticed the conspiring trio and bots in the back of the room. Again speaking in hushed tones.

Keller turned to Simmons. "This place must have some kind of radio link, right? Short wave, cb?"

"Yah, yah...in the alien archive." Simmons nodded along in agreement.

"Sir, you got to figure out some way to get word out to them." Lennox looked at all his men. "Let's move! Kids, get in the car!" he shouted toward the three. "When we get to the city, we're gonna find a radio and have Epps vector in."

"Sam! Saffron!" Ron and Judy ran toward them. "What are you doing?"

"We gotta go, daddy." Saffron stepped around to behind the open drivers doors.

"No you do not. This is to dangerous." Ron shook his head.

"We're all in the middle of this, rather we like it or not." Mick told them.

"You gotta let us go, dad." Sam added. "Trust us to be fine and come back."

"No, you're my kids! My daughter and son! And what about Henry, Mick?"

"Daddy, this could be the only time to so something. He have to try or we mine as well lie down and let the Decepticons kill us off." Saffron struggled to make him see.

"Ron...let them go." Judy grabbed his arm. "They're going to do this whether we won't them to or not." they nodded in agreement to her words.

"But...I...sigh...fine. You better come back." he pulled all three of them toward him, hugging them. Even Mick, who spent as much time at their place, as Saffron did at his.

"We love you, daddy/dad."

"Bumblebee," Judy squatted by the car, dropping her voice. "If you don't bring all three of them of them back to us, I turn you and your friends into scrap metal." the mustang whined, rolling back. Her warning loud and clear. She then went to give her hugs and words of warning should they not come back, alive.

After they were all in the car, Judy and Ron staying behind to help Keller and Simmons, and they were on the road to Mission City, did anyone speak. "You mom is scary, yo." Mick shivered. His comment brought on hysterical laughter.

"Try living with her." Sam was able to mutter after they gathered themselves under control.

Mick gave a soft laugh, before pulling his cell out. He didn't say anything to the curious duo and dialed a number he knew by heart. "Hey dad, it's me."

"Mick? What's going on? There were some government guys all over your room earlier. Are you okay? Did something happen?" Henry asked concerned.

"Everything's fine...wait, no it's not. Ronnie, Sam and I are involved in something big here. Truthfully, I don't know what is going to happen but I wanted to just tell you...I love you dad. I'm sorry about all the trouble I caused and I'm sorry I couldn't be the son you wanted-"

"Whoa! There's nothing wrong with you and you didn't cause any more trouble then when I was your age. And I love you to, you know that. What sort of trouble are you in?"

"Oh...you know, giant robots from another planet. This huge cube thing that can bring all electronics on earth, alive and used to kill all humans. A group of bad robots-"

"Autonomous robotic organisms." Saffron whispered and he shot her a look. 'What?' was mouthed, innocently look in place.

"-that are trying to kill us because of this cube thing. You know, the usual stuff."

'Usual stuff?' both Sam and Saffron mouthed, looking at one another.

"...o-o-ok?" clearly, he was unsure exactly what he was being told.

"I have to go now, I just wanted to tell you...incase I can't later."

"...alright, I love you to, Mickie."

Sad smile on his face, Mick hung up the phone and immediately was pulled into a hug by Saffron. Sam put a hand on his shoulder, silent encouragement as his sister was more vocal. "You'll go home, I swear it, Mick."

"Do you remember the day I told you I was gay?" sitting back, he looked at the suddenly amused brunette.

"Hm, yah."

"You asked if I was an ass man."

"If I remember correctly, you blushed and sputtered...never answering." she pointed out.

"Eyes." he did a subtle head nod toward Sam, who he had secretly loved the shade of his eyes. So much like Saffron's and yet different. He use to even crush on him but never, ever tried anything. In fear of losing his best friend, the first person he ever told about his sexual preference. But she caught what he was saying and both burst into laughter.

"That's odd, so far out here, in the middle of no where." Sam mused.

The teens turned to see what he was talking about and smiled. "Those are the other autobots." Mick pointed out the semi, as the three car line busted u-turns to get behind the convoy. "Optimus Prime, leader of the good guys."

"He's fucking massive in bot mode. Like fifteen feet taller then Bee, here." Saffron added, grinning at his widened eyes.

"The hummer," Saffron snickered and he smacked her arm. "Is Rachet. Medical officer. And last but not least, Ironhide. The GMC Topkick."

"He's kickass, has these awesome cannons-" the mustang whined, jerking slightly. "Not as awesome as you, sweet little Bumblebee." she hugged the steering wheel, swearing there was a hum coming from the speakers.

"Why do you call him that?" Sam wondered. Also, he wondered how they could have such a normal conversation, when they were minutes from going into a warzone. He supposed it was better then sitting there, silent and tense.

"When I first saw him, I happen to mention naming him Pumpkinhead and give him a new paint job. The speakers cut in and played that Bumblebee song. You know the one-"

Before she could even attempt to sing it, the very song played out on the speakers. "Oh-o-o-oa, oh-o-o-o . Oh-o-o-oa, oh-o-o-o. Sweet little bumble bee, I know what you want from me. Dup-I-dup-I-do la da. Dup-I-dup-I-do la da. Sweet little bumble bee, more than just a fantasy. Dup-I-dup-I-do la da. Dup-I-dup-I-do la da."

All three burst into laughter. "Alright, we need to discuss exactly what's going to happen when we get to mission city."

"What's there to discuss?" Saffron and Sam cocked a brow at Mick and he swore, at times like those, it was so clear they were brother and sister.

"Likeeeeeee how we plan on getting away from Lennox and Epps?" neither had anything to say, just blinked at him. The blonde sighed. "Exactly. I don't know if we're going to be able get away from them, unseen."

"Well, he has to have an idea of what he wants to do, right? I mean, he wanted to come here to hide the cube, so..." Sam trailed off, shrugging on the end bit.

"No, no...you're right." Saffron muttered, brows knitting. "Alright, we'll try and wait for him to announce, then volunteer to do it."

"Why not just tell him?" Sam cocked a brow.

"The more people that know, the better chance of the Deceptions find out. This is for their safety, as much as ours." Mick answered.

"...oh...it's creepy how intuned with each other you are." matching smirks appeared on their faces. "See?!"

"C'mon, let's pull a rough draft together."