Told you it would be at least a week before I updated again.

Still here is the new chapter YAY! Sorry still really loving writing this story.

Hope you like it, please let me know what you think.

Listened to Thnx Fr Th Mmrs by Fall Out Boy while writing this, fun song.

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, however he didn't seem to know what to make of Faelan who was humming to herself and staring absently out of the window.

"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 glancing warily at Faelan in case she remembered that he'd woken her in the middle of the night because of it. Plus he was wary of the fact that her hands were extremely close to where he knew she kept some of her knives, he really didn't want anything to set her off.

"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 which seemed to bring Faelan out of her trance as she perked up and narrowed her eyes on Simmons still humming to herself.

"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?" He shot a worried glance at Faelan who had now started hissing under her breath and was beginning to sound very pissed off, in fact if something didn't happen soon he thought she might try attack the agent.

"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 although he seemed to have noticed by now that something was up with Faelan. "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, Faelan smirked and leaned back in her seat relaxed, the cavalry had arrived.

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!"

Cue more screaming while Faelan sat cackling to herself, let me tell you that did not make any of the others feel any better about the situation. Sam and Mikaela knew she was crazy and the S7 agents had figured out that she probably wasn't normal from her reactions so far. But jeez! She was acting like this was some kind of frickin' rollercoaster!

"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..."

Faelan burst out into laughter at the look on the agents' faces, they looked like they'd been slapped silly with a wet fish.

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.

Faelan cheered at the sight, "Go Autobots! You have perfect timing."

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?"

That made Faelan pay attention, obviously sector seven knew something about the Autobots since they'd been asking all those questions about aliens, but this sounded like they'd seen a Cybertronian before… But that was impossible right? There weren't very many others here on Earth were there and the only one unaccounted for was… oh bugger.

"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?"

Faelan snorted behind them making them both jump, "This is Sam's first true hardship Mikaela, so you'll have to forgive him for his misdirected rage, I believe the technical term is called being an ass." She jumped down out of the SUV whistling and twirling her handcuffs around on a finger.

Sam's eyes widened, "When did you-?"

"My dad is a cop, you really think I don't know how to get out of handcuffs," she scoffed throwing them behind her absentmindedly and clocking one of the agents in the face with them. "Score!"

Ironhide laughed and tapped her on the head, "Nice shot femme."

"Thanks big guy," she grinned up at him. "Wanna see if I can get Simmons too?" she asked cheekily holding up the others' handcuffs.

"Leave it Fae," called Sam. "Let's get some answers," he walked over to where the agents had gathered staring up at the Autobots.

"Big guys. Big guys with big guns, huh?" muttered Simmons not taking his eyes off them.

"What is Sector Seven?" asked Sam getting up in his face. "Answer me."

Simmons turned on the boy. "I'm the one who asks questions around here. Not you, young man!"

Mikaela interrupted, "How'd you know about the aliens?"

"Where did you take my parents?"

"Why are you such a douche?" asked Faelan who just shrugged at their incredulous looks, she genuinely wanted to know.

Simmons shook his head and decided to ignore her. "I am not at liberty to discuss-"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "No?"

Simmons continued, "-it. Hey," he started as Sam reached into his front pocket. "You touch me, that's a federal offense."

Sam waved the badge in his face tauntingly. "Do-whatever-you-want-and-get-away-with-it badge, right?"

"Yeah. Brave now all of a sudden, with his big alien friend standing over there," he muttered under his breath, very aware that said alien friends were watching them. Sam and Mikaela looked over the badge but couldn't find anything informative on it.

"Where is Sector Seven?"

Simmons scoffed, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Well duh," said Faelan crossing her arms. "That's why he asked."

Bumblebee let out an electronic squeal before popping open a cap on his front and started, for a better word, pissing on the guy.

"Ey! Hey!"

Faelan collapsed to the ground laughing and rolled back and forth on the pavement, "God I need to get a frickin' camera, I've missed so much blackmail material!"

Optimus chuckled slightly, "Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man."

"Get that thing to stop, huh?" cried Simmons disgusted as Bee turned something and stopped the flow and made a rude whirling noise that was obviously meant to be insulting.

"Bee you are my hero," cried Faelan running to hug his leg, Bee leant down to stroke her back. "You are now my favourite Autobot."

"Hey!" cried Jazz in protest scowling playfully at the smug look on Bumblebee's face.

"When you do something as awesome as pissing on the dick head then you'll be my favourite again," she reassured him.

"That doesn't seem very loyal," he grumbled.

She winked at him, "Well this way I get to spoil all of you with attention when you do something cool."

In the meantime Mikaela and Sam had lined up all the agents and handcuffed them together.

"All right, tough guy, take it off," stated Mikaela stopping in front of Simmons.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Your clothes, all of it, off," she insisted not breaking eye contact.

Simmons gaped at her. "For what?"

"For threatening my dad." Faelan's expression darkened, oh yeah, she hadn't forgotten what he'd said to Mikaela.

Simmons began stripping. "Little lady, this is the beginning of the end of your life. You're a criminal. Uh huh. Let's face facts. It's in your gene pool." He threw his pants to the floor not noticing Faelan come up next to him. "What you want nut case?" he snarled not noticing the angered look on the Autobots faces at what he'd called her.

She just grinned at him in a smile that bared all of her teeth and pulled her leg back before kneeing him in the balls and catching his nose with her fist as his head came down in reaction.

"That was for what you said to Mikaela creep," she hissed shaking her hand out. "Asshole."

Mikaela smiled gratefully at her and then smirked at Simmons' boxers and S7 undershirt. "Those are nice. Now back behind the pole."

"All right," he grumbled wrapping his arms around the pole.

"This is such a felony, what you're doing," called one of the agents.

Simmons scowled. "I will hunt you down, okay?"

"He'll hunt you down."

"Without any remorse!"

"No remorse."

Faelan stuck her tongue out at them, "All I hear is an annoying echo, when did S7 start hiring parrots Simmons?" Then she flipped them the finger and ran to Jazz.

"Oh am Ah yeh favourite again?" he asked mockingly. She smirked up at him.

"Didn't you know Jazz? You're my ultimate favourite," she cried throwing her hands up. He chuckled and reached now a claw to give her a high five.

"Okay? We have got to alert- everyone," whispered Simmons to the agent next to him.

The agent nodded and tilted his hand to show a cell phone. "They already know. Speaker."

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

"Roll out." Then Optimus knelt down and gestured for the three 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 Faelan whooped and tried peering over the edge until he curled his digits and shook his helm making her pout slightly as he moved them up to sit on his shoulders instead.

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 humans had to cling on tightly to stay on his shoulders and not slide off.

"This is sort of like King Kong," mused Faelan watching the cars pass by below them. Sam just groaned and tightened his grip, did nothing faze her?

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

"Wow… ninja robot," giggled Faelan peering over to see how far up they were.

Optimus snorted slightly in amusement and brought his hand up to comfort Sam and Mikaela who were definitely not as calm as Faelan. "Easy, you two."

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

"That can't be legal," muttered Faelan frowning. "We'd turn into mince meat if we fell now."

The other two humans whimpered at her words, Optimus was beginning to realise that she said at least half of the things she said purely to freak out other people. It was amusing but really not helping keep the other two teens calm, he could feel them 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 Faelan clambered over to help Sam try and pull her back up.

"Aaaaah!" she screamed as she lost her grip.

Sam's eyes widened as the momentum pulled him forward and off Optimus's shoulder too pulling Faelan with him as she'd just grabbed hold of his shirt. "No!"

"Sam!"

So now they were falling, headed straight for the concrete floor below them. Faelan cursed 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.

"Oh my god," wheezed Faelan turning over to grin at Bee's face. "Great catch Bee, thanks."

They breathed a sigh of relief when they slid off Bumblebee's servo onto the ground, Faelan really thought they weren't going to survive that. 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, Faelan ran forward to try get the wire free.

"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, Faelan refusing to take her eyes off the bot in front of them.

"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.

Faelan took advantage of their distraction and threw her head back breaking the nose of the agent holding her and tackled one of the agents spraying Bee while Sam 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.

They had a bit more trouble subduing Faelan who was fighting like a wild animal. She bit, clawed, punched, kicked and kneed any who came near her determined to do something to help Bee. Eventually though one of the agents hit her from behind knocking her to the ground and the rest dog piled her while one desperately fished out a syringe to sedate her. Sam and Mikaela watched with horror as she went limp on the ground and was dragged over to them in between two of the agents.

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 Faelan was brought past and 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 was particularly angry and trying not to show it, he really liked Faelan, she was fierce, fun and loyal and she had just accepted them. Accepted that they were giant alien robots and that they needed their help, and she had been willing to do anything she could. Seeing her defend Bumblebee like that had shown just how far she was willing to go for them despite them only meeting hours earlier. It didn't sit right with him seeing the other humans treat her like that especially when she was trying to defend one of their comrades.

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

"Let them leave," interrupted Optimus sounding like he felt the weight of the war very heavily right now. They watched as he bent down to pick up the glasses that Sam had dropped, the very thing they had come for and Bumblebee had been caught for.

Ironhide and Ratchet swung down to join the other two and stared in the direction the humans had driven off in.

"The younglings were brave," rumbled Ironhide. "They tried to help Bumblebee."

"Faelan especially was fierce in his defence," agreed Ratchet. "I do not like how they treated her."

Jazz scowled and punched the floor in frustration, he swore his spark had stopped when he saw all those agents tackle her and then drag her limp body over to the car.

Optimus sighed heavily, he didn't like the situation any more than the other, it was their fault the teens had got involved and he felt responsible for them, but they had to find the Allspark… His processor whirled in thought for a moment as it occurred to him that if S7 had known about them then they might also know about the Allspark… so maybe if they found the Allspark they would also find Bumblebee and the teens.

Faelan felt really groggy when she woke up, her eyesight was blurry and her head really hurt. The last thing she remembered was…

Sam and Mikaela both jumped as she shot up ridged next to them and began looking around wildly.

"Faelan?" asked Sam cautiously, he hoped she wasn't still in attack mode.

"Where's Bumblebee? What about the others?" she asked rapid fire. "What's going on?"

"It's ok Faelan, calm," soothed Mikaela rubbing her back comfortingly. When she had relaxed a bit and sat back against the seat Sam started talking.

Faelan buried her head in her hands when Sam had finished. Bumblebee was captured by S7, the glasses were missing and they were being kidnapped to god knows where. This was bad, plus her head still hurt from being hit and apparently whatever they had sedated her with did not agree with her she thought as her head swam and bile rose in her throat before she swallowed it back down.

She said nothing and kept her head down as the car stopped and they were escorted out to a helicopter and strapped in, the other two had their handcuffs removed but it seems they were wary of her because they kept her cuffed even in the chopper. Her smile was hidden by her hair but it was completely feral, they should be wary of her she didn't regret a single moment of that.

She looked up as a pretty blond woman and a heavy, coloured man entered and sat opposite them. They all sat in silence for half an hour while they tried to figure out what each other was doing there. Eventually Sam proved again that he did not cope well with awkward silences.

"So..." he started.

"What did they get you for?" asked the woman, she sounded Australian.

"Uh- I bought a car. Turned out to be an alien robot," replied Sam with a tight smile.

The big guy mouthed 'Wow.'

Sam shrugged. "Who knew?"

"I'm Maggie by the way," said the blond shaking his hand.

"Glen."

"I'm Sam," he said nodding to them.

"Mikaela," said Mikaela glancing worriedly at Faelan who had been far too quiet so far.

When everyone turned to her expectantly she grinned, "I'm Faelan, sorry I'm a bit out of it, those agents were not polite in bringing me in."

Sam snorted, "They brained you, sedated you and dragged you to the car. No where near polite."

Maggie and Glen looked horrified and immediately turned to ask her if she was ok and they were definitely going to be speaking to someone about her treatment. She nodded and smiled before turning to look out of the window with a smirk, oh agent Simmons was going to get it.

Faelan watched curiously as the Hoover dam came into view, well she hadn't been expecting S7 to bring them here, why…

Oh... oh, that was clever.

Not that she wanted to compliment Sector 7 in any way at all, but still…

She still really hoped they weren't going to frisk her, that would just end up with them having to sedate her again.

And possibly someone getting maimed. And it wouldn't be her.

Maybe she would attack Simmons just on principle.

So... what did you think?

I warned you all Faelan is crazy, trust me wait till she decides its safe to show her weapons.

She's going to be particularly vicious then.

Any well please review and let me know what you think.

Any thing you guys particularly want to see happen, as I said Faelan is crazy so she'd be willing to give any idea a try especially if it involves something blowing up.

Thanks for reading guys!