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Steve had learned a lot, how to use his cell phone for one. He saw the kids often, though at sporadic times, though he vary rarely ever saw them together. He noticed that they always seemed to be accompanied the vehicle, they entered at DQ, but never saw an adult; Jack and Jemina were old enough to drive on their own but he was pretty positive Jemina shouldn't be driving a semi. He had asked Fowler about it a few times but was always told 'it wasn't important,' 'don't worry about it' or something else to that effect.

Fowler and Steve were currently walking, neither saying anything for a while, "So," Steve began, "What's happening today."

Fowler gave him a bored look, "Sunshine? If you're not working this place get real old, real fast."

Steve could only laugh before he went back to his own thoughts. He had been here for almost two weeks yet had still to see a police car outside of the police station. Nothing had happened, literally nothing. This town had sure earned its title, the most boring place on Earth-ever. They continued to walk, Steve would had started running but Fowler would never have been able to keep up, when Steve picked up the faint sound of squealing tires, "Do you hear that?"

Fowler strained his ear, he head it-barely, "Yeah, probably just some teenager showing off."

The squealing kept getting closer and he could have sworn he heard someone shouting, "Where in the name of Primus are you!?" Yup, someone was definitely shouting but who the heck was Primus.

Fowler looked up, he had heard the shout to, "Oh no." At that moment a girl, Jemina Steve realized, came sprinting around the corner yelling into the phone in her hand.

"Well hurry up, I'll be dead meat soon!" Wait, what? Not two seconds after she turned the corner a sleek red and white sports car came tearing through. It started to turn left, the same direction Jemina had turned, when it suddenly turned right. It stopped and turned around, Steve could clearly see that the car's left, front bumper was a bit crushed. What the heck? What did the guy hit? He hadn't hit anything from what Steve had seen, he then turned his attention back to Jemina. She turned another sharp corner which caused the car to skid a bit, but not much.

"Alright, this is getting out of hand." Steve reached back for his shield but found nothing but empty air. Right, I left it at the motel. He shrugged off the thought and took off after the two. Fowler just stood there for a minute, he was never going to be able to catch up, but he had to try. He let out a loud sigh before running.

Steve turned another corner, good gosh how many corners could Jemina and the car go through? At one point he thought Jemina was trapped, she had turned into an ally way that was blocked off by a six foot high fence. Instead of stopping she ran then jumped, but what was strange was that it almost looked like she pushed off of something in midair which allowed her to make it over the fence. The car just barreled right through before making yet another turn! They had come to a straight away, no turns were available, and the car was rapidly closing in. It had nearly reached Jemina when she suddenly stopped and turned around. The car skidded nearly a hundred feet before it stopped and was able to turn around.

Jemina risked a glance behind her when she ran into something, more accurately she ran into someone. "Sorry, excuse me I gotta…" Her voice died away with the blaring of a horn. Her eyes went wide in relief, "O' thank God." She said with a sigh. Steve watched as a semi came through, aiming for the sports car. He could almost sense the fear radiating off of the driver of the car as he hurriedly speed away from the truck, forgetting Jemina.

"Hey, are you alright?" Steve asked, picking up the girl from the ground.

She accepted his hand but almost immediately fell back down to the ground, she was downright exhausted, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just gonna…sleep for the rest of…the week." She answered between pants.

"Who the heck was that guy and why was he chasing you?"

"That was…uh, Knockout. Strange name I know, and well he kinda hates me." She laid down, not caring how dirty the sidewalk was.

Steve raised an eyebrow, "And why does he hate you?"

"Uh…" How should she put this, "It's a loooong story. Let just say our first meeting was anything but pleasant."

Steve just nodded his head, he had several of those but way the heck did she? Fowler finally caught up, "There…you…are." He stood there panting, he didn't know how much longer his legs would stay solid. He drew in a deep breath, "Jemina…what…happened?"

"Knockout." She said simply, not moving from the ground.

"I saw…that. Why was…he chasing…you?"

"Why do you think?"

"Well what were…you doing?" Fowler was beginning to get his breath back.

Jemina just glared at him from the ground, "I did nothing but take a walk. Apparently Knockout, though, had had other ideas. No more needs to be said."

Steve watched the interaction between the two; there was a lot more going on than what he knew, which was nothing, and it was seriously beginning to bug him. "Ok, mind telling me what's going on?"

"No." They both answered in unison, "Jinx, you owe me a soda Fowler. Sprite please."

Fowler grumbled something before heading into a nearby store, "Are you going to be ok?"

"Yes, I'll be fine. I'm just going to go home, shower, then not get out of my bed for the next week."

"Kinda hard since you have a little brother, how will you manage that?" Fowler asked, handing Jemina the soda.

She accepted it gratefully and sat up to drink it, "Bee can take care of him." The sound of a semi drew close again. Jemina sat up again then flopped back down, the semi pulled over and a man got out, "Orion, thank Primus you got here in time, I'm not sure how much longer I could keep running."

The man, Orion apparently, ran over to Jemina and helped her stand up then helped her stay standing. He moved her over to the semi, Steve could have sworn the door had opened of its own accord, then let her rest on the seat, "Jemina are you alright."

Jemina sighed then took another dink of the Sprite, "I'm fine. Just exhausted, and my legs feel like jelly." Optimus gave her a worried look, "Its fine Orion, just an expression. I just ran like tree mile so I'm really tired." Optimus nodded his head.

"Fowler, what happened?" Optimus asked in his baritone voice.

"How am I supposed to know? All I saw was Jemina here suddenly turning a corner and running away from Knockout."

Optimus turned to ask Jemina but she beat him to the punch, "I'll tell ya later, I'm pooped."

Steve again was just watching the entire interaction and was getting very peeved that no one was telling him what the heck was going on! He was going to have to speak to Fury about this, maybe he knew, what was he thinking, of course he knew. He's Fury, he knows everything, well almost everything. "Op-Orion please take Jemina home, we don't need another incident." Fowler said, interrupting Steve's thoughts.

"Will do Fowler." Optimus replied with a smile.

Jemina glared at Fowler, "It wasn't my fault." Fowler merely nodded.


The rest of the time Steve spent in Jasper was boring and uneventful to say the least. He never though he would miss this new New York so much. He walked into Fury's office to check back in, "So how was your, vacation?" Fury asked.

"Mostly boring, learned some new things but mostly boring. Now can you please tell me who Fowler works for?" Steve asked suddenly.

"Why do you want to know?" Furry asked skeptically.

"Because there was an incident that occurred that nearly involved a child's life. And apparently it's everyday business for Fowler." He didn't know if the last part was true, but he was pretty sure it was going b how Fowler acted through it all.

"I assume the child is safe?" Fury asked.

"For now, though it sounds like it's a reoccurring thing." Fury only nodded his head. He knew where Fowler worked, though he had no idea what he did. Whatever he did had managed to keep itself out of the systems and so out of Fury's knowledge. He too had often wondered what Fowler did that was so secretive that they wanted no one to know.

"He works with Unit E, but you didn't hear it from me." Fury said as he got up and walked out.

"Heard it from who?" Steve asked playing along.