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Short chapter I know, but…I feel like dragging this fanfic out. Hehe :)

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"Carly…" Dylan Gould replied as he greeted her while she walked through the front door.

"Dylan, I am so sorry I'm late." Carly told Dylan as she started to freak out as she thought that maybe he knew that she was late.

"It's alright Carly, no worries. Listen, we haven't had time to catch up in a while…have we?" Dylan asked Carly as she looked at him rather oddly while she tried to figure out what he was talking about.

"I-I guess not…"

"Well then, why don't you meet me in my office after you get settled in…"

"Of course Mr. Gould." Carly told him as they both went their separate ways.

And once Carly had her back turned towards him and was far enough away from him, she instantly started to panic.

Why did he want to see her?

Why did he make it sound so important with whatever it was he wanted to see her about?

Was this like a review, or was she going to get fired?

Carly thought as all of these kinds of questions ran though her mind as she took her coat off and sat her purse down at her desk. However, before she made her way over to Dylan's office, she tried to collect herself. She was completely nervous. She had no idea why Dylan wanted her in his office. Her hands were shaking. She even began to think about something else as she tried to calm herself down before she went over to his office. And after taking a deep breath, she figured she might as well go over there before Dylan thought something was wrong. Carly thought as she brushed her hands against her white dress as she tried to get them to stop shaking. But, that didn't matter as they shook uncontrollably the entire time she made her way towards Dylan's office. And while opening the door, Carly took a deep breath as Dylan greeted her at his desk.

"Carly, please…take a seat." Dylan replied as he lounged back into his plush office chair.

"Would you like the door opened or closed?" Carly asked as she still had her hand on the doorknob.

"You can leave it open. We've got nothing to hide here." Dylan replied.

However with Dylan's remark Carly couldn't help but to tense up. She also couldn't help but to look somewhere else and clear her throat nervously as she also couldn't help but to think of the one big secret she herself was now hiding. A thought of the Matrix quickly flashed through Carly's head as she couldn't help but to raise her hand to her chest to where the Matrix now was. And not noticing that Dylan noticed her reaching her hand up to her chest, she was taken by surprised when she noticed that he did.

"You okay Carly?" Dylan questioned as he wondered why Carly had her hand rested on her chest.

"Huh, yeah…I'm fine…it's just heartburn." She lied as that was no longer physically possible. But in reality she was truly thinking about the Matrix.

"Oh, would you like some Tums or something?"

"Oh, no…I'll be okay. But thank you though…"

"Of course. So, Carly…you've been working here for quite some time now, right?" Dylan asked as he pushed himself up from lounging in his plush office chair so that he could be closer to Carly.

"Shit, here it comes…I'm definitely going to get fired. Yep, no doubt about it.." Carly nervously thought, even though surprisingly enough…she was taken back by Dylan getting up out of his chair as he made his way to the door.

"Oh, okay well…why don't you follow me then." Dylan replied as he motioned for her to follow him while grabbing a set of car keys that were in a drawer in a stand that was by his door.

Obeying Dylan's command, Carly followed him to wherever it was they were going. And as they made their way down the main hall to the front foyer…Carly was surprised that they ended up out front by the main entrance. Carly shyly stood on the front step as Dylan walked over to the silver Mercedes. Comfortably leaning against the side of silver SLS AMG, Dylan looked over to Carly as he held the keys to the car in his hands.

"I know you've been working for me for a while now Carly. And, actually…if it wasn't for you this place wouldn't be where it is today." Dylan replied as he praised Carly for her hard work.

And in return, Carly couldn't help but to blush as she shyly looked down at the ground then back to Dylan.

"Mr. Gould please…all I've done is get you organized…"

"Please Carly, you've done much more than that. If it wasn't for you, this wouldn't be the empire it is today." Dylan replied as he walked up to Carly and flirtatiously ran his hand across the bare skin of her shoulder, almost in a provocative manor…in which she knew if Optimus were there, she knew he wouldn't like what Dylan just did. And to be honest, she didn't either. However, it wasn't like she could tell him off…he was her boss…

"Which is why I've been thinking…I've been thinking about giving you something for all of your hard work…something that wouldn't even compare to a raise or a decent review…" Dylan replied as Carly just stood there wondering what Dylan had up his sleeve.

"And, I would like to give you the keys to this beauty." Dylan told Carly as he handed over the keys to her, in which Carly was in total shock.

"You're giving me a car!" Carly couldn't help but to ask out of total shock.

"Of course…it's the least I can do after all you've done for me. Just promise me you'll take good care of him…"

"HIM! I thought most, if not all cars were usually thought after girls?" Carly questioned from her knowledge and experience through out the car world. For as long as she can remember, cars have always been named after females. Very rarely has she ever heard of a car named after a male.

"Yes I know…but this one is very special. In time…you'll see." Dylan explained as he lovingly patted Carly on the shoulder before he walked back inside.

After Dylan walked through the glass double doors, Carly couldn't help but to look at the Mercedes after she looked away from Dylan. It was just a Mercedes, what could have possibly been so special about this Mercedes? Carly couldn't help but to ask as she proceeded to walk over to the silver Mercedes SLS AMG. Sure, it was an absolutely gorgeous sports car…but…to her, she just didn't understand what was so special about it. There was really nothing extraordinary about it. There was really nothing that stood about it. Carly couldn't help but to think as she continued to walk around the vehicle while she dragged her finger around the finish hoping to find something special. But, there wasn't anything…nothing at all! The only thing that she realized was that it just seemed to sparkle more than a normal car would. It kind of sparked like cars do in movies when it is being emphasized as something beautiful, or something really evil. But, other than that…that was about it.

Although she couldn't say that she was thrilled that Dylan gave her a brand new car. That was extremely generous of him to do so. However with the Mercedes that he had just given her, in time she will learn why Dylan refers to it as "Him," and why this car is not like any other ordinary vehicle.

In time, she will learn of his presence,