Journeys are far more memorable when you get the feeling of thrill and fulfillment but life goes to showing that not every memory like that is worth storing.

I updated? Yes I did. :)

Khalthar: Oh... but remember that Mearing was kept in the dark about her true value because they had feared that once the director knows what she was worth, it was another fiasco like with Sam. She has the right to do those but she has no authority to have pulled her out of there.

airgearlover: Oh thank you! Hope to see your reviews continue and see you on the next chapters! I think if this story really is fascinating... I'll have to do more chapters than end it in haste. The more reviewers the more chapters... Yey.

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A few days later…

One by one, the mechs that had been in the retrieval mission came back from traveling while evading and hiding from the Autobot radars… It seems that they are not that happy with Shein being taken away from them too, huh? Sorry for them, Shein is Decepticon property. No slagging Autoscum should feel that she was theirs for the taking when they had their own squishy in the name of Samuel Witwicky, the said new liaison for all Cybertronians (or Autobots only).

After all this time of keeping the human femme from those fools, it would go down to this. Those scrap metals had manage to get their servos on her… It was like more than 5 years already when Barricade had first bought her. The first meeting they had with the femme was quite amusing if they open that memory file again.

She just stood there in front of Starscream in their main hangar as she left Barricade's servo. Her left optic ridge was high as her helm was slightly slanted to the side.

"Where am I?" She had stared at each of one of them before focusing her gaze on the one that bought her here. Although Barricade was the one who had bought her, it was 'Screamer who answered with his obnoxious voice.

"I see that you had bought that insect of a flesh bad with you, Barricade… What made you think that I'll let her stay here alive?" He had a scowl on his face plates as he growled at the other. No one dared to speak up throughout that conversation as the tension rose between the two.

"Oh, I see that I am quite in a pickle here. Just when life was going so well for me in the long run…" She scowled to herself as she kicked her foot, then stop to look at the Black and white Mustang. "It's not like any one's going to miss me, sir. Why bought me here to your faction when you could have just left me?" She said formally with her gaze not relenting on those red optics or the attention she was getting.

As to say, their interest on the femme that time had peaked quite high as she formally spoke without a skip, asking and laying down her own thoughts like one of those flesh bags in suites. She was also quite the charismatic as her stance never wavered from being straight and her hands clasp together on the front of her. Her feet were placed besides each other as the left foot was slightly forward. She had also worn something like what those fleshies wore on TV; a one piece dress in the color of beige that ended below her knee. Her long black hair framed her face as it ended by her waist.

"I'll just kill her now…" Their obnoxious leader said as his weaponry system came online and directed it on her. There, she just stared with curiosity marring her face as her mouth plates turn into a small circle.

"Oh, the weapons that you use are quite dusty and worn out… are you sure that it would hit me properly and would not blow before it could hit me?" The other makes gaped at the fast analysis that she said when Starscream fired at the femme. The seeker's arm was no more that time as energon flowed out.

"If I may to advise you all, all of you should think first about firing your weapons after using them. Maintenance is really a necessary activity that should be given importance even if the procedure is quite tiring." With that, they saw Hook nod and scowl at them. "You need to get yourselves clean off from all the dirt and sand that are hidden from your view and are stuck in places you never knew. That would likely not help your performance… and would end up like that." She continued. Suddenly, Hook bursted out laughing as he said that the femme was smarter than the aft heads. With that, they knew that the medic took a liking to the squishy.

"What is your designation, little organic?" Hook said as he came up to patch Starsceam who had scowled at him to fix him up.

Barricade at her back had a prized smirk as he stared at the metal tin can of a leader, Starscream was. He looks so smug like he had found something that the seeker wouldn't have if it weren't for him. He knew of the capabilities that the femme had. He knew it from the time he had spent in her care as he stayed low. He had found a special resource like no other in that dirt ball of a planet and he didn't even need to get his hands dirty for the femme that time was as obedient and uncaring for her life like she can just die any minute without fear.

"My designation is Christopher Sheina Oans, sir. It is nice to meet you…" She had bowed with grace before coming up to him to look at what he was doing.

"Internal patches are needed as a new weaponry system should be organized for installment. You, sir also need quite the maintenance seeing that your thrusters are out of shape and could also malfunction the next time you use them." Hook gave her a raised optics ridge and turned the seeker forcefully making the mech cry out in pain.

"You have good optics, little organic." He said amusedly.

"Then can I also say that every one of your members needs to get a maintenance check too, except for sir Barricade that is…" She nodded off to the others as she pointed what they needed. Barricade couldn't be more smug then ever… Things are going to be more amusing from there on… and it did as the femme got to stay longer, ending the thought of off lining her.

It just took over half of her year of stay to start squirming her way into their sparks and over half a year again for her to be thought about their faction as she prove herself to be more of use than those others they had enslaved. She became their most precious organic and they don't want anything in other ways.

But if you want to know those things that they had kept from her… It was one: The designations of their enemy. The girl only knows that the other faction is called Autoscums; nothing more, nothing less. She doesn't have to know who their enemy is as they drilled into her that she should just stay away from their line of sight. They don't want the organic suddenly moving her way into their war as the thought of her job and purpose was supposed to be only helpful on the base and that she was the only squishy they could like. Off lining for the femme was not an option so she was treated like a prisoner but with a whole lot of freedom (which in the long run became troublesome because she had come in terms that the Cons could not take care of her if she let them, she almost off lined when she was given expired food which Barricade made sure never to happen again. The slaggers who made her ate the expired loot they stole were saved by her before he could turn them into scrap).

Then there was two: Their plans. When the femme asked for the locations of the other mechs when they are missing, she knew that they were on missions. She would like to know the whats, whys and hows every time and aid them by giving her own thought of plan. She was more like a tactician whenever they think of it but if she is involve… that means there should be less casualties like death of the insects. That was the silent deal… And when the mission is over and they had to report, it was always her near Starscream to keep the Cons from being deactivated or sent to the brig. When the talks of deaths occur… and those missions were under her supervision, all pit would lash out from her frame… That is the start when they went without consulting it with the femme. She had also one time had help because she wanted to… but that end up badly after she tried to save one of the aft heads from being off lined. (That was also the start of the experimentation)

That really did a blow on them as she save their sparks one after another. Every other Con had experienced her kindness in the long run… that was before she snapped at the whole giving-her-a-house-and-necessities thing. They had bowed to never ever cross paths when it comes to things like those. It only made the femme more Con then them. In spite of that they could really remember her best trait and that is making them open up their sparks.

"Aw, Sky… Don't get so bum about your brothers… for once; I am saying that I also don't really favor their way of treating others… But look at this side… What had made them like that? What had made them to act like what they are now… Just think about it and you'll soon accept it that you are really lucky to have them. That you are supposed to treasure them… It is not every day that you could get along with them but cherish those moments when they do for I had learned that bonds are stronger when understanding and contemplation are involved." Sky that time had looked so fragile and broke down only to be comforted by the femme the whole time before he scrambled up and run to her brothers. Every Con could hear the loud collision of metal and wailing as cries of irritation and cusses echoed from the seekers' quarters. When they saw the femme, she sported a kind smile and left to do her bidding with Hook as she was followed by the younglings.

"Huh? Hook is nice and kind if you ask me, guys…" She sighed but then smiles up to the mechs who had approached her while Hook was out on a mission of his own with some others. They had asked how come she could resist their CMO's temper and attitude when he was the worst of them all.

She had stopped cleaning the other mech's working table as she faced them fully and leaned on the wrench that was too bid and heavy for her to carry. With a serene smile as she closed her eyes, she said, "You just have to open your optics and analyze why he was so cruel to you guys… Did he throw his crank shaft again at you guys?" They had scowled and nodded. "Did he cussed and degraded you again?" They nodded again as their frown went deeper and deeper indicating their anger towards the medic. But then… the last question hit them like a bullet train. "Did you guys attend his last session of maintenance that I suggested you to approach him that time when he has a loose schedule?" They had blink that time and hesitantly nodded. Her had now snapped open and looked at each and everyone's faces that held nervousness, uneasiness and contemplation. "Now tell me… Was it rational for him to get angry at you again?" Those mechs stared at her as she smiled and left them to their thoughts. That was a mind blogging event that was never discussed to the medic when he had returned but when he did, he was stupefied when his patients started asking if he has a loose schedule and started coming to him without him needing to remind them of their schedule. The smile on the femme's face had led him to think that she had done something but he was not going to know what. He had left it at that and just shook his head as his work load became easier than ever. He didn't need to blow a gasket for pits sake. Well… not until he was really not in the mood.

Those were just one of those times that their processors cleared. She also became more and more attached to them and a lot more open and informal than before. It was nice talking to her like they were friends. Bonds grew… understanding had risen… Things took turn and values were relearned. She was making them come back to what they were once were but not with The Fallen still on their backs that time. They still had to act like cranky old men and women on menopause as she said when that ancient frag was still there.

Good thing that he was eliminated after the event in Egypt. First things first though… Before the battle, Megatron was onlined right? His revival had made them all nervous as they thought about the femme. What is she got deactivated by their Lord? What if she was squished when he spots her? What if the Lord asks what happened to them as they interacted with the human? Things like those had bugged their minds until he on lined and saw the femme for his self when he jolted awake from his long slumber.

She and the Lord were in the Med Bay that time as she clean and polish the recharging Lord on the chassis. Hook was not present that time before but they all surely had a spark attack when their Leader left the Med Bay with her dangling in the servos of their Lord in a tight grip as she look at them with a frown. They were to come up and ask for the femme but she shook her head and smiled at them. When the door to the throne room closed shut, those who had knew and like the femme had heard the news and waited patiently for her outside the door, careful of being caught and noisy.

Soundwave who had just come was a lot curious of the sudden change in the air space of the ship as he went through the cameras there. Shockwave that had still not met the femme but saw the change in the base left his work for the first time as he was hailed by their Lord. When all three, Barricade, Soundwave (on the Com) and Shockwave were there after passing the group of mechs at the hallway, they saw the Lord with the femme on his lap as she wave at them with a smile. Starscream was behind him and was scowling like never before. She had to look at the camera in the room to greet Soundwave though.

"Lord Megtron: hailed Soundwave. Soundwave: reporting." She heard the commutations officer. She knew that the camera was slightly focused on her when he had finished. Feeling the stare, she also stared at him.

"Is there anything you want to ask for, Lord Megatron?" Shockwave said as his optic glinted darkly at the sight of the organic. He was surely thinking of some fascinating experiments he could do with an organic in reach. He hadn't had the time to see it but seeing that it was in front of him now… Maybe it was bad for him to have left it alone until now to have these thoughts. He could have started sooner with these thoughts…

"Reporting in, my Lord…" Ever since Starscream was thrown off from the position, Barricade had came back fully and had resided in the base as Shein spent time with him whenever she deemed it alright for her to be there. His face plates were stoic as no worry or nervousness wracks his frame for he knew in the inside that there was a possibility that the Lord had seen what the organic femme was capable of. Heck, she might have astounded their Leader for her to be still online.

The Lord who has his jaw over his right servo stared at them with his own stoic but authoritative expression. He looked at each and one of them before his gaze fell on his commanding officer.

"Barricade… what is this that I heard of that you have bought an insect in our ship while I was gone?" His free spiky servo had made its way onto the head of the femme as her neck was in between two of his claws with one on top of her head. At least he wasn't poking her for her pending death. She knew that slashes are painful but was a lot endurable.

"After being off lined by these low live insects… You dared to bring one of them here with its frame still intact, mentality still strong and life still in the squishy body… Have you forgotten or is this an act of insult to me?" Megatron growled in his most feral way as his servo with Shein had her dangling in the air. She was holding to the claw tightly as she winced at the pressure but not more than that as the pain ebb away as it came.

When the Police cruiser didn't speak and just stared at them, Shein was the one to say something. She doesn't really like to be kept dangling here because her neck was really aching now. She mentally sighed as she rolled her eyes at what was happening… the Lord really hasn't rebooted yet as his systems are still in progress from what she had heard from Hook and here he was straining his frame. Heck… if he continues this… not only would there be a lot more of work to be done but also some Cons would be on her tail when this is ends. The effort she had put into trying to assist in maintaining order on the ship would fall again. Oh the cons… but on the other hand, there were the pros… She could die now and be done with it. This time, suicide was not the cause but the certain Tyrant.

"For those half sparks that don't know thy vain,

Perish a life, you'll see will be pain…

For thy soldiers holds bonds to thee…

End ones spark, soon the king shalt see.

Errors of irrational thinking will be thy fall of royalty."

Her frame soon slackened and her arms dangled at her side. Her own eyes were cold and dead but in truth that was only what she was feeling. Her temper couldn't help rise at how the Lord was treating her like one of them (Her species had once put her life in a state of coma only to be forced to live once again).

Megatron stared at her and as she did so too. Tension crept in the air but as soon as the entrance burst open, a raging CMO in the name of Hook came in. His frame was shuddering in fury… soon… the Lord was no more and got forcefully shut into medical stasis lock.

"Hi Hook… Thank Primus you are back… I thought that he would go short circuit again like before…" She said casually as if nothing happened earlier with a grin.

"Primus, Child… you were to monitor his vitals… not rise it with your cryptic words again…" Hook scowled at her as he ordered mechs to carry the Lord back to his berth so he could reboot there where the femme is not present. The femme only looked innocent at him and said, "For hell hath no fury than this squishy scorned. And you said it to me clearly… he was the one who made me use Old English… I can't come through with his processor still lagging." She jumped down gracefully from the 20 ft tall throne.

"You fry his processor again and I'll put you in the pod for a day without Con contact." Hook said before leaving. Shein waved goodbye though before facing the others that were left. How she love putting them in the stress zone.

"I am sorry for the inconvenience but the Lord had fried his mother board trying to decipher thee Old English… You shouldn't have given me that book huh, Barricade?" She smiled at the mech as the Seeker scowled.

"We should really keep you away from Lord Megatron if we want him online." Starscream said as he walked forward.

Shockwave was not too gentle as he took the femme into his servos and scanned her. "Your level of brain activity and frequency is more unique than the other ones. So you are the flesh bag that I have been hearing about? Mind being my next specimen…" He said maliciously as his interest peak with the response he didn't expect to see.

"It is alright… as long as you would put my body back to the way it used to be. I would only allow dissecting for now… Although… If you accidentally deactivate me, you are free to do whatever to me." She said with a smile. This made Shockwave's amusement grow.

"Fine, we got a deal." This was the start of the experiment to scientist bond form.

"Soundwave: Report back. Human: Interesting. Laserbeak, Ravage: eject. ETA 1 earth cycle. End." Soundwave said before going away.

Well… Memory lane was really amusing huh? But still… The femme was nowhere to be seen at present day time. Frag it all if she still doesn't show up... They would need to do a 360 again.

I had a blast writing this. It was really fun taking a look back at what they were before every little thing happened in my story, don't you say so? Can you all still breath with this chapter... I was so lost in writing this that I hadn't notice the construction of paragraphs... Oh well.

I am going off now. Sorry to those who are waiting for Jazz Mission but as I said... the notebook was gone so I have to change the plot again. Lol. Till I get another plot for it, I say it is postponed.

To Be Continued...