Revenge of the Swapped:

Okay I am sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Vacations, summer camps, writer blocks, and well...laziness. BUT NO MORE! Here is chapter 7 and I hope you enjoy! If you have any questions, comments, or feedback I'd like it. Thanks - Rin

Chapter 7-

Sam's POV-

"I cannot allow this! An alien blood feud has been brought to our shores!" Galloway argued as I resisted the urge to punch the guy in the face.

"If the Decepticons get Cari they will know how to get the power source for their weapon of mass destruction! The Autobots can prevent that!" I growled back, clentching my fists.

This had been the pattern for the past half an hour. Galloway saying that the U.S goverment had to put the Bots away while they searched for Cari but I refused to let that happen. If the Autobots couldn't help that ment that the Decepticons would win...and that ment death for the human race.

And the Autobots didn't seem too keen on being shipped off without their consent either. Ironhide, Ratchet and two other bots I didn't recognise were still standing around with their weapons drawn and I could tell that the Camaro behind me was itching to help.

"Look, kid, I know you're concerned for your friend. But this is our war now and we'll win it as we always have. With a coordinated military stratagy. So it's out of my hands now."

"This fool is terribly misinformed..." Ironhide grumbled from across the tarmac and I glanced over at the bots.

"No it's not! You could just rip that piece of paper into shreds and forget it even exsisted!" I shot back but the Director wasn't having any of it.

"That's enough! If you won't drop the matter then you and your friends here, are going to have to be detained." he ordered and signaled with his hand.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around; ready to kick the person in the face. That is until I looked up at the huge guy looming over me. His face was carved into a scowl and his muscled arms crossed his wide chest. Looking behind him I saw similar situations going on with Leo, Michael, and the N.E.S.T soldiers.

I gulped nervously and gave a fake grin, "Uh...sup?"

The man's scowl deeped and pushed me along side Michael and Leo. Then, within seconds I felt cuffs clicking over my wrists.

"We will explore every diplomatic solution." Galloway said smugly, "Meanwhile you and the Autobots will remain here at Diego Garcia."

I gave a growl,"You can't hand over Cari!" my feet skidding on the asphalt.

"All options are being considered." Galloway said back calmly; then got back into his own car, the door slamming behind him.

The Military Jeep rumbled to life and then drove off, leaving a choking cloud of exhaust that made me want to gag.

I tried to struggle free but the big guy holding me back just shuved me forward again. Leo, Michael, the N.E.S.T soldiers, the Autobots, and myself were hauled over to a massive building that had been their base of operations. (Well, the Autobots were more grudgingly following) Now, it was our prison.

The hangar doors were pulled aside and the humans were shuved inside while the Autobots transformed and grudgingly drove inside. Now there were about a dozen big, buff, soldiers walking into the base as well; all of them packing guns and walkie talkies. I whipped around as the line of soldiers blocked us from running out as the doors began to close once more as soon as the last person was inside. They clanged together loudly and with a hiss of an air lock were shut tight.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around to see a terrifyed looking Leo eyeing the large soldiers.

"How in the world are we getting out of here? I mean...this is like...am I gunna go to jail...or get abducted!?" he hissed in my ear.

I growled and pushed his away, "Shut it Leo. I have no idea what's going to happen, okay. I just want to go home and back to normal but that's not going to happen!"

"Hey, Sam, calm down." Michael said holding up his hands but I turned and glared at him.

"You're telling me to calm down? I'm stuck in lock down in another dimention while my best friend is getting tracked down by the Decepticons and the goverment. I doubt that there's any way that could be calm even if I wanted to!"

And to tell the truth I didn't want to calm down. I felt so angry and confused that I just wanted to either punch something very, very hard or curl up into a ball and fall asleep. I felt so sick of everything not being in my control, having someone or thing attacking me every few hours, or almost being captured by giant freaking robots. Which I thoughwas pretty exceptable. I mean if you were going through this you'd want to have a panic attack once in a while.

Just then the Autobots transformed back into their bipedal modes which distracted me enough to look away from Michael and Leo. I saw that more Autobots had already been inside the base and was surprised to see so many more than before.

Obviousely there was Ratchet, Ironhide, and Bumblebee but then there were others that I didn't recognise. The red and green cars that had followed Bumblebee had transformed into a pair of twins (rather ugly twins) and were pushing each other around.

Then there was a slim silver bot with wheels for feet that was angrily tapping his arm blades against the wall. He looked over as I looked at him and he gave a slow nod, which I returned cautiously.

Then there were smaller bots that had come out as motor cycles. One was pink, one was blue, and the other was purple. They were much shorter and slimmer than the other bots and each balanced on one of their wheels. By how they were designed I guessed that they may have been either younger or perhaps females.

Another one was a bot that also seemed younger and stuck next to Ratchet. He had silver and blue armor and his hands sparked slightly; as if they contained electricity.

But the last bot that I saw made my anger dissapate slightly. A small silver bot with a visor over his face looked over at the group of humans and walked over.

"Sam, that you?" he asked as he knelt down.

Looking up, I nodded, "Yeah it's me Jazz."

It was weird thinking that Jazz was still here. By what Michael Bay had directed he was supposed to have been torn in half by Megatron in the last movie but of course due to a certain change in events he hadn't been. It made me glad that he had survived til now.

"I thought ya weren't stickin' around? Wha' happened?" the mech gave a half chuckle.

I shrugged, "I can't really tell you. For some reason your dimention really likes me." I said, only half joking.

"I s'pose so. I'm sorry ta hear 'bout your friend." the bot said, his cheery demeanor fading.

"How'd you know?"

Jazz shrugged this time, "Ironhide may like ta shoot than ta talk but he sure does have a big mouth."

I didn't say anything to this, I was too worried to respond. Cari was smart, even though a bit fan girlish, but she could escape if she was given the chance. The only problem is whether or not she'd take what was happening seriously enough to care.

And I really prayed that she cared.

Cari's POV-

"How do you know who I am? What do you know?" Simmons demanded for a second time.

I gave a sly grin, "The more appropriate question would probably be what don't I know."

At this Simmons blinked in surprise, "Alright kid I dunno what you're playing at, but unless you give me an explanation I'll call the cops. And I doubt you want that."

The grin faded from my face and I grew more serious, "Does the name Sam Witwicky mean anything to you?"

Simmons stiffened and looked at me carefully. Slowly he nodded and glanced behind him to make sure that no one was spying.

"Yeah what about her?"

"I'm a friend of hers. She and I got sucked into this dimention about three days ago and are now trying to figure out how to get out. And I think that you could help me." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Oh, and how can I help you?" Simmons grumbled.

I raised an eye brow, "I'm seeing symbols in my head that got zapped in by one of the last remaining All Spark shards. And if you don't help me the Decepticons are going to use a giant machine to drain the energy from our sun."

At this Simmon's face paled slightly and he frowned, "Fine...how can I help you?" he muttered, almost grudingly.

Grinning again I thought for a moment, trying to decide what the best course of action would be. At this point in the movie Sam would be talking with Wheelie about the symbols but I didn't have Wheelie with me. He was with Michael and Sam...where ever they were. And I also didn't have the All Spark shard to awaken Jetfire at the museum and hence couldn't get to Egypt. So that left me only one option; I had to try and find Sam again.

"Do you know where they would take the Autobots after Megatron's attack?"

Simmons rubbed the back of his neck and looked up at the stained ceiling of the deli. For about a minute he stood like that, thinking while I stood by patiently waiting. Finally he looked back at me and sighed.

"My best guess would be the old base of Diego Garcia. Last I heard it was their base of operations before your friend Sam had Sector Seven shut down." he finished with a sneer.

I almost did a face palm, 'Of course Diego Garcia! Why didn't I think fo that?' I thought to myself.

"Great! Now all I have to do is sneak into a secret goverment base, that technically shouldn't exsist. Easy as pie." I said sarcastically.

Simmons caught my drift and frowned again, "Oh no! There is no way I'm sneaking you into Diego Garcia, as it is illegal but also I have no more influence as a goverment figure." he argued.

All I did was raise my eye brow, "Really? Well that's fine...really...I don't want to bother you anymore. I'll figure something out, but on a side note...I bet your mama would love to learn about that secret stash of Sector Seven files you have down in the basement."

Simmon's frown was replaced with an aghast face and he looked quickly over his shoulder again.

"You wouldn't dare!" he hissed.

"Oh wouldn't I?" I laughed, "Just try me."

Sam's POV- An hour an a half later...

"Ironhide, we should leave this planet." I could hear Ratchet mutter and my heart dropped.

"That's not what Optimus would want." the weapons speacialist replyed slowly.

I was sitting behind a stack of crates listening to the Autobots talk. It had started to get dark outside and most of the soldiers from N.E.S.T and some of the Bots had tried to get some sleep. But I knew that for myself that would be useless, I had so much adrenline that I wouldn't sleep for a week. Plus the fact that sleeping in hand cuffs isn't comfortable.

"But what can we do to help? Their goverment won't let us fight against the Decepticons so what use are we now? And as much as I respect Optimus I won't be told what to do by those humans much longer." Ratchet said back and I sighed, leaning back against the crates.

This whole situation was wrong, the movie wasn't supposed to be this messed up. Now the Autobots were considering leaving, the goverment was after Cari and watching me, then of course Optimus was still dead. And the worst part was that I couldn't do anything. Now I was stuck here as far as I could tell.

"What should I tell the others?" Ratchet asked after a long silence.

"I'm not a Prime, if you want orders go ask Jazz." Ironhide grumbled.

Ratchet gave a sigh and there was a soft clang that sounded like he had clapped the other bot on the shoulder. Then there were heavy footsteps as I guessed Ratchet was walking away.

"Sam you can come from hiding now." I froze at the medic's words.

'Or he could be coming over to spy on me.'

There was a moment of silence and deciding to not run I peeked my head out from behind the crates. Ratchet and Ironhide were standing almost directly above my hiding spot, looking over the crates and down at me.

"Uh hi guys..." i muttered.

Ironhide gave snort but knelt down, "What is wrong Sam?"

I sighed, "Is it really that obvious?"

"We all heard you arguing with Director Galloway about your friend's safety." Ratchet responded and I nodded.

"Cari is my best friend, really my only friend, and now her life is in danger." I said as I stood up.

"We understand Sam. But unless you advise hurting your fellow humans there's nothing we can really do, besides...without Optimus...we can't really go up against the Fallen. He can only be destroyed by a Prime." Ratchet said and I frowned.

"I'm not saying I want to hurt other people, but I mean you guys can do stuff without permission right?"

Ironhide shook his head, "We could, but your goverment would then make no distinction between us and the Decepticons."

"Optimus was really the only Autobots that you humans would listen too. But there's no way to get Prime back."

'Of course...even in movies we humans are so stupid!' I thought to myself.

'To be honest it's not even fair! Megatron get's to be ressurected by an All Spark shard while Optimus is lying in a scrap heap because of him and...'

"Wait..." I breathed as I followed my train of thought.

"Maybe we...can get Optimus back!" I looked up as I remembered.

"What?!" Ironhide scowled his optics narrowing and he flashed a look over at Ratchet.

"Where's Bumblebee?" I asked quickly and the two bots looked over at each other.

"He should be over there." Ratchet pointed to the area further away in the giant base where the rest of the Autobots were.

"Why? Do you have a plan?" Ironhide asked his optics brightening.

"Oh yes, I have more than just a plan, I have a sloution. We're going to bring Optimus back from the dead with the one thing that Michael Bay could never see."

Ratchet looked very confused, "And who is Michael Bay?"

"Oh...well that's a very confusing subject. And we don't have time to talk about all of it, but I promise that I'll tell you later."

"But...wait...what couldn't this Michael Bay see?" Ironhide waved Ratchet aside.

I grinned, "He could never see giant plot holes. Like the fact that I have a piece of All Spark in my backpack that can bring Optimus back."

Okay so school started tomorrow for me and you know what that means...MORE STUFF TO DO! But I promise I will continue to update! Thanks for your patience! - Rin