The fire had destroyed everything. There were remnants of old couches and Crosshairs would find older photos that had been kept in the basement. Half of grandfather's face was burnt off in one picture. I never recognized that he was frowning on the side of his face that hadn't been burned. Something had been on his mind that day, I remembered.

"There's nothin' here but ash." Crosshairs complained as he picked up a leather bound notebook and carefully tried to flip through it. One of the pages crumbled under his touch and he gave it to me. It was grandfathers. I hadn't been able to look through it before the fire like I wanted to.

I sighed softly and sat in the middle of everything. "What do I have? Who could have done this?" Crosshairs looked around a little farther than I would have guessed to look. A sound of a car made us both jump but the car noise soon turned into mechanical feet. Galvatron walked up from the driveway nonchalantly. Without missing a beat Crosshairs stood in front of me with guns raised and he half hid me behind his feet.

"What do you want?" Crosshairs and I yelled in almost perfect unison.

Galvatron held up his hands in almost a defeated fashion. "Put down your gun," he ordered Crosshairs. "I'm not here to harm the girl, only talk to her."

"What do you want?" I yelled again and moved in front of Galvatron's foot.

Galvatron kneeled but Crosshairs kept his guns trained on him. Squished in his fingers was paper only fit for human hand. I ripped it from him and looked down at it. I didn't need to read it to know the soft cursive handwriting of Alisha. It read:

They're looking for something. Something they think we possess. Elsa, don't give it to them if you really have it! Remember your dreams. Remember the name that you need to call on when danger comes.

I love you, Sis.

-Alisha

"Give her back!" I screamed at Galvatron. "She has nothing to do with this war!"

Galvatron had a satisfied smirk on his face as I screamed. "You give me the Forge of Solus Prime and I'll give back your sister." He walked away calmly.

I screamed and ran after him but Crosshairs grabbed me before I could get very far. He tried to calm me down but I kept screaming. I was deaf to my own voice. I'm not sure what I said but I regretted saying it later. I pounded on his hand as he walked to the rendezvous point. Eventually my throat became sore and my voice was hoarse. I wheezed as if I ran forever. The only thing I heard was the quietness of the desert and the angry beating of my heart.

Suddenly I became aware of my surroundings. Everyone surrounded us as Crosshairs explained. I looked down at the ripped sheet of paper and attempted to will the two pieces together. My hands shook so it didn't fit correctly.

Bumblebee made worried noises, sad noises that could make a cold heart cry or laugh. I wanted to tell him I was fine but I wasn't fine. I couldn't think of where this "Forge of Solus" would be. What does it even look like? How do I find it? Where do I start looking? Was Galvatron the one who set the fire?

My mind stopped working. I don't remember Prime giving orders and I don't remember Bee driving me to a hotel parking lot and I don't remember it getting dark. I remember staring up at the heavens and tracing each constellation with my eyes before falling asleep on his hood.

"You are in distress," the woman's voice said.

There were ten. "Why are you disappearing?"

"Everyone else has become worried but I will always visit."

"When did the dream start? I don't remember when it started."

"It just did. Now tell me what is ailing you."

I sucked in a breath. "What is the Forge of Solus Prime?"

After a minute of silence she finally answered, "Why are you looking for such an artifact?"

If I told them the truth would they tell me where it is? "I heard the name from Galvatron."

Before I finished one of them said frantically, "She needs it to save her sister Alisha."

Another one added, "She'll give it to Galvatron! It will be the end of Optimus Prime."

"I want to know why he wants it!" I tried to control the subject but they wouldn't listen. I turned in the direction where the woman's voice came from and my voice was ripped from my throat, "Please, Solus Prime, believe me!"

The name shut everyone up. Where did I hear that name? I'd never said it before so I must have heard it!

I woke up with a stiff back. The sun hadn't come up yet but my phone told me it was 6 a.m. I hit the hood of the car. "Hey, that does hurt, you know!" Bee complained.

"Sorry, Bee, I just…I'm just frustrated." I ran my hand through my hair. I needed to talk to Trion one more time. "Bee, can you take me to see Trion?"

Bee didn't like the idea but he took me to Trion anyway and even stayed near the door of the hangar, keeping watch over mine and Trion's meeting.

"You're back," Trion seemed surprised more by the meeting than by Bee standing at the door.

"Unfortunately…well…I mean I'm here for different questions- I mean answers!" My head was spinning. It went back and forth between present and past and even dabbled in future. I rubbed the back of my neck where the spine meets the skull, as if something was there to block my thinking.

"What's on your mind, human child?" Trion's words were kind. "Human child" wasn't an insult but an observation that I was a child, even by human terms, who dabbled in the affairs of adults that weren't of this world.

I explained to him everything that happened. I didn't realize just how much of the journey was retained. After a few minutes of explanation I finally asked, "Who is Solus Prime?"

Trion made a sound like a sigh but it didn't sound like a sigh. "I haven't heard that name in…quite a long time. Where did you hear it?"

"In my dreams…and Galvatron wants something called the Forge of Solus Prime. What is that?"

Without hesitation he told me, "Solus Prime was one of my brothers. She was in charge of making our weapons and with her Forge she made the Quill and Covenant of Primus. Her Forge is the only thing that is able to create such masterpieces," he sounded in awe but he also sounded sad. "When our brother, The Fallen, turned against us she was the first to die so the rest of us had to give our lives to protect the Matrix."

"Then how are you walking now? How are you living?"

"The human, James, helped bring me back. I can only suspect he got his hands on technology from Cybertron."

"How is that even possible?" Bee finally chimed in from the door.

"Maybe it fell from the sky. Maybe he uncovered it somehow. Maybe Primus gave it to him."

We stared at him. "Who's Primus?" I didn't expect to echo Bee's words and it nearly startled us both. Trion didn't seem surprised that Bee didn't know.

"That is a different story for a different day. It won't help you save your sister. I think I may remember where the Forge of Solus Prime is buried. If you can convince them to let me out…"

That wasn't a problem, it was harder to convince Prime than it was to convince the human soldiers but once I had him convinced the Forge may be somewhat useful he accompanied Alpha Trion. Everyone had their eyes on him when he first stepped out and they became even more wary when I voluntarily stepped into his sports car version.

The inside reminded me of last year when he kidnapped me and dragged me to Russia. My hands skimmed over the dials of the radio and of the steering wheel. For some reason I didn't feel as nervous as I thought I would, I felt almost at peace.

Everyone escorted Trion and the autobots on a plane that would usually hold cargo. I didn't even hear Trion tell them where the Forge was at!

"Wow! Were you scared?" Alisha had asked that when I told her the whole thing. I lied to her and said I wasn't at all scared. "That's amazing! You're so lucky! I wish I could have gone with you."

"Where is it?" I finally snapped out of my own world.

"In Europe. You found the Tomb of the Primes in Egypt, well this isn't too far. It's in a place you humans call a Greece."