Me: Next chapter! Yay! Also, sorry for the silence; my computer broke and I had to get it fixed, but I had to find time to do it.

I hope you all like it!


Vision or Dream - *Talking*
Cybertronian speaking - "Talking"
Comm Link Bot/Con/Human/Over Video/Bond - "talking"


Couple Days Later

Abelia sometimes hated being right. The next three days were hard. Like, she wants to rip-to-her-hair-in-frustration-and-scream-to-the-high-heavens kind of hard. How she kept her cool was a mystery, but she just breathed in and out until she felt better, even going so far as to watch funny videos. They worked.

What was going on that was getting her worked up?

The. New. Bots.

She didn't know what group name to give them yet to make it easier to refer to them, but they were making her life difficult.

The new bots treated her like a Goddess, making her upset and near tears at some points. No matter what she said, that they didn't have to hold her in such high regard, they just didn't stop! She could tell Optimus and the others, but she wanted to deal with own her first. If she needed to, then she would get help from them. That didn't mean they didn't know something was bothering her, they could tell, they were just waiting for her to tell them. She was thankful for that.

She had asked Optimus and the others why they didn't treat her like a Goddess or call high-end sound names and their answer made her hide her tears behind a smile: "You don't seem like the type to enjoy that."

Anyway, the new bots have taken to calling her Vessel due to her being the Vessel of the Allspark. Goddess, which they don't actually use that much. But one name they called her a lot was Sister Prime. That one didn't need explaining. She tried getting them to call her by her name, Abelia, or even her Cybertronian name, Lavender. But they told her it was respectful to call her that.

She didn't care if it was respectful in their customs, she found it highly annoying and irritating! They even bowed to her! Bowed!

Acree was teaching her the history of Cybertron, which Abelia enjoyed learning. Acree was also teaching Abelia how to speak in Cyberonian, which is how they found out that while human vocal cords could not produce the sounds needed to form the words, Abelia's vocal cords allowed her to make the much-needed sounds to speak Cybertronian. Unfortunately, understanding it was a lot easier than speaking it.

Another unfortunate thing is that Acree also was making a habit of telling Abelia how she should sit, how to word a question, what to say and what not to say. The last one happened after Abelia insulted the High Council and while Acree agreed with her, said that someone of her stature didn't need to resort to using insults. Abelia had held back a whine at that: She loved insulting people who deserved it.

Acree was fierce on the battlefield, but she was soft and kind when she was off it and also when she was teaching and it was very hard to stay mad at her. Abelia didn't hold it against her, but kind of wished that Acree would listen to her.

Prowl had taken to following her around during some hours of the day like he was guarding her. It annoyed her since when she went to speak to the personnel around the base, she would know the moment they saw Prowl because they grew nervous. She would just sigh and tell them to focus on her and not the overbearing mech watching them. She had taken to running from him and carefully peaking around corners and hiding in rooms he couldn't get in to escape him. It worked, mostly.

Prowl also had a habit of annoyingly long lectures about how she needed to follow certain rules or hold herself a certain way, or just how she needed to be careful around others due to being the Vessel of the Allspark. As if she doesn't already know that. If this was how he acted due to her being the Vessel and Optimus's sister, then she's glad she didn't let the new bots know that she was a Seer.

She had gotten so annoyed and fed up during one of Prowl's lectures on the third day that she told him, "Life is a journey to be experienced, not a problem to be solved."

Prowl had sternly glared at her. "Life also needs you to be alive to experience it. That is why you need to be careful around others."

"I am!"

"You walk around without a guard."

"And I'm supposed to be concerned, why?" At this point, she was done.

"Because you need to be prote...are you even listening?"

"Sorry, I didn't hear you. I was busy thinking about other important things I could be doing."

"It is logical for you to have a guard even with the others protecting you!"

"Then I choose one myself. Not you."

"You need..."

Abelia interrupted him by saying: "The truest logic is that Humanity is based on the illogical and stupid."

Prowl had paused, letting that sentence float around in his head before his optics flickered and he fell backward. Abelia felt a tiny bit bad, but she used her Comm to call Ratchet and waited by the fallen Prowl until she saw Ratchet coming and then left herself, knowing Ratchet had it covered. She waited to breathe for a bit going on her day.

Breakway and Whirl weren't too bad, they just constantly try to give her a ride to places she goes when really she can walk or take one of her bots. Or be like Whirl and talk her ears off as he does.

Jolt and Minerva will constantly check on her health and try to give her Energon if they think Ratchet forgot or he was simply too busy to do so. Which was all the fricking TIME! Ratchet didn't forget, he remembered every morning and told her not to transform until her Engeron levels were higher.

But it wasn't all bad despite the difficult times. At least three Cybertronians understood Abelia.

Crosscut had taken to telling her what a Prime and their Vessel Sibling do in different points of view and he was teaching her how to carefully manage an image when it is needed in front of a crowd while also letting yourself pop out at the right moments. He calls her by her name Abelia or Lavender, saying that she'll need to get used to being called by her Cybertronian name, which she agreed on. Abelia thought that due to being a Diplomat, Crosscut had seen many different cultures and that was why he was respecting her choices.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, now, gave Abelia a need laugh when she needed it. They do call her by the titles she was given, but she could sense the playful air added to the word. They even playfully bow to her, which makes her giggle because each Twin is trying to best the other by doing the most ridiculous bow. By they also call her names, Abelia or Lavender. Basically, they treated her equally.

At least there was some good during this difficult time.

This was the morning of the fourth day and Abelia was losing the willpower to try not to scream as Minerva carefully set down a bottle of Engeron in front of her at breakfast.

She already had one earlier when she saw Ratchet, but Minerva and Jolt apparently got it in their heads that Ratchet was too busy on the project he was working on to remember to give her Energon; like he doesn't do that every morning when she goes to him for a check-up to see how she was fairing, which she was doing alright. However, she doesn't want to drink what she is trying to save so she keeps it close so she can stash in her room on base or in Ratchet's Medbay.

Finishing up her food and grabbing the rather unwanted drink, Abelia put the tray in the cleaning station and proceeded to walk out of the hanger that was converted into a Mess Hall so the soldiers could eat while also speaking to their Cybertronian friends.

"Abelia, your Engeron-"

"Yeah, Minerva, I got it. Thanks."

"I would like to see you drink it. Just to ease my concerns."

Abelia took a deep breath as she stopped, knowing that Minerva was only doing her job, before turning to look at the pacifist medic.

"I'm fine. I'm not going to collapse anytime soon. I've been drinking Engeron by following a set schedule Ratchet has made for me. If you would kindly please stop shoving Engeron down my throat I would very much appreciate it."

"But I'm not shoving anything down your throat," Minerva asked, confused and a little alarmed.

"Look it up or ask one of the soldiers. It's an expression," Abelia sighed.

"Liaison Abelia!"

Abelia turned at the call, seeing a soldier run up to her. It was a system that Abelia put in place; anything that had to do with the Autobots would have her be referred to by her title or occupation. This helped Abelia prepare herself for the situation. She also told everyone to call her by her first name instead of her last since she knew how hard it was to pronounce.

"Yes?"

"Director Galloway is here. He is waiting in the main hangar."

"Okay. Optimus and Captain Lennox?"

"On their way."

"Led me to the main hanger then. I'm still not used to this place."

The soldier nodded and began leading Abelia to the hanger. Abelia looked over her shoulder one last time to peer at Minerva, "Please speak to Ratchet, Minerva. I promise I'm fine."


Main Hanger

Abelia stepped into the hangar and saw Galloway standing on the metal platform they converted so humans would have an easier time speaking to the Autobots without getting a kink in their neck, looking down at the clipboard he was holding, his escort standing just behind him.

She paused as a similar feeling of having a vision appeared and ducked her head as a series of flashes appeared before her eyes. They were pictures, like with the helicopter at the abandoned city, but all of them showed Galloay at odds with the Autobots or just making life hard for them and making problems, noting hearing them out and treating them horribly.

Abelia shook her head and raised her hand to hold it. She set her jaw tight and firm. No, she was going to make sure what she saw would not come to pass. Raising her head, she walked towards the man who just looked up to see her arrival. He raised his eyebrow at her as he took her in. Abelia knows she didn't look like a Liaison, just some random teenage girl.

And like some teenage girls, she opted to speak first.

"Director Galloway, a pleasure to meet you. I'm the Autobot Liaison, Abelia Witwicky," Abelia smiled sharply and held out her hand.

Galloway looked her over sharply, open shock and displeasure dancing in his eyes. "Your Abelia Witwicky?"

"Yes, I am."

"I thought my supervisors were joking when they said the Autobot Liaison was a teenager."

"Well they weren't," Abelia stated before shaking her hand that she was still holding out, "Isn't it polite to shake hands?"

Taken aback, Galloway reached out a hand and shook hers. Abelia pulled her hand back and crossed her arms, looking Galloway over like he was doing to her seconds ago.

"I take you have questions?"

"Questions?"

Abelia resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "About the Autobots?"

That seemed to kick-start Galloway's brain and remember why he was here. He looked down at the clipboard in his hands.

"Ah, yes. There are some questions, but there are also some requests here that I'd like to discuss with you," Galloway explained, "They are from people high in the government brought into the secret alliance with the aliens."

Requests. Right. She could think of what they could be.

"Autobots. Call them Autobots. They may be aliens, but the fraction they go by is Autobots. And I'll discuss business with you once Optimus gets here, it is his right," Abelia told Galloway, leaving no room for discussion at her choice.

Galloway snapped his head up once he heard the last bit. "Optimus? The leader?"

Abelia nodded and she could see Galloway look uneasy, shifting slightly from foot to foot. A theory started to form in her head, one that started to look pretty clear as Galloway looked queasy as he tried to find words to speak.

"Does the Autobot Leader have to be here for this," Galloway said slowly, trying and failing to hide his fear.

Well, that proved my theory, Abelia thought with a small grin. Galloway was afraid of the Autobots and she understood why. They were unknown to them and the Decepticons showed how easy it would be for them to kill humans. But the Autobots showed how compassionate they are to humans simultaneously, even if they were overbearing at times.

"You are afraid of them," Abelia stated, smirking a bit.

"No! I'm not," Galloway exclaimed, stepping forward and pointing at Abelia's face. Abelia only smirked at Galloway's reaction.

Galloway, seeing that his actions only proved her point, sighed and stepped back, letting his hands drop to his sides. He nodded slowly.

"Yes, I am afraid of them," Galloway admitted.

"Why? Have you met one of them already and had a bad experience," Abelia asked, wanting to solve this issue before it became a problem for the Autobots and for everyone else.

"No, I haven't gotten the chance to meet any of the...Autobots yet, but...," Galloway groaned and pointed at her, "You were with them! Surely you've seen them destroy things so easily! The attack on the Qatar base and the battle in the abandoned city! And their size! Their giants! We are like ants to them!"

Abelia nodded, "I do understand your point. I was with the Autobots the moment they arrived on the planet, so I've seen one of them accidentally destroy a power box."

"See! My point," Galloway exclaimed, "It's so easy for them!"

Abelia raised an eyebrow, "He tripped."

"Still proves how easy it is for them!"

"Like it's not easy for us to do the same?"

Galloway opened his mouth to resort but found that he couldn't come up with a good comeback. Abelia sighed, knowing that if they stayed on this track, she and Galloway would be trading verbal blows for hours. So, she changed tactics just a bit.

"I've also been held by them. In their hands," Abelia revealed, lifting her own hands and waving them. Galloway stared at her, shocked.

"When I first met the Autobots, it was only a couple of days later that the Decepticon Scout Barricade showed up and attacked me. I remember Bumblebee saving me and later on, him fighting Barricade at the power plant. I met the other Autobots later, but I got a..." Abelia paused to find the right wording to use that wouldn't reveal her abilities, "I had a dizzy spell. When I came to, I was in Optimus's hand, he caught me before I hit the pavement. When I was traveling with them, I willingly walked across their hands as I was having fun with them. During the battle for the Allspark, I jumped off a building so I wouldn't get killed, trusting that Optimus would catch me and he did. I've seen them hold their finger out to a baby, in plain awe at how cute she was, and just let her study them. They may be giant, but they are more living than most people I've met."

Abelia stopped for a moment, seeing that Galloway was paying attention to what she was saying. She grinned.

"I trust the Autobots to the point that I trust them when my life is in their hands. It is trust that they repaid more than they know. All I am asking for you to do is to give them a chance. After all...," Abelia giggles, bringing a hand up to her mouth, "Fifty years from now, don't you want to be able to tell everyone you were able to trust the unknown and befriend them?"

Galloway was silent, thinking over what Abelia said. As he was thinking, Abelia was silently hoping that she was able to bring Galloway around, hoping that she caught his fear in time to change it into something different, unlike the helicopter and Starscream.

"Okay."

Abelia couldn't believe it and widened her eyes, echoing Galloway's answer back to him, "Okay?"

Galloway sighed. A smile, a small one but still a smile, appeared on his face. "Okay, your right. Hearing your story and your reasonings, well, letting my fear speak for me isn't going to do anyone favors instead just make them difficult. I'll give the Autobots a chance."

It took everything in Abelia not to do a victory dance, but if there was victory dancing in her eyes and smile, Galloway didn't mention it. The Allspark flowing through her seemed to share her sentiment, a warm pulsing running through her.

"Besides, without the Autobots, the Decepticons will bring us to ruin," Abelia states, her smile fading, "We have a lot more to fear from them. They will be back for revenge."

Galloway frowned then, "Yes, the report said that two of them got away."

Abelia nodded, "Yes, the Autobots were able to sense that Starscream and Barricade left Earth, but most likely to regroup. And when they do, we need to be ready. Optimus and Will...I mean, Captain Lennox both have an idea to create a task force consisting of both Cybertronian and human."

"Really," Galloway said, interested.

Abelia nodded, "Yes. Captain Lennox and his team and the Autobots already worked together in the battle for the Allspark, and they all believe that they can work together again. However, a single unit and one team of Autobots won't be enough for there will be much-needed times of rest for both parties. But with the new arrivals, more teams can be made. We just need to find trustworthy humans that won't doublecross us."

"How do you suppose we do that," Galloway asked, "Weed out the right ones for this task force?"

"Optimus Prime proposes that we test potential recruits before they are told about us. We use a knock-off version of a Cybertronian body for the mechanics and engineers. If they disobey orders of an official higher than them to protect the secrets the 'Cybertronian body' has, even going so far as to risk losing their jobs, then we know we got the right ones. Ratchet, Jolt, and Minerva will be in charge of that with someone playing the part of 'greedy for power and weapons' higher up."

Galloway snorted and Abelia allowed herself to smile before she continued.

"Another thing we can use is me," Abelia stated, gesturing to herself, "I will be a shock to them so it will throw them off guard and their game, but if they refuse to obey the orders I give them when I'm the Autobot Liaison for any reason. I will be the one who assigns them their test so not listening will be a strike. However, due to an...health problem I kinda have, if I just do happen to get dizzy or enter a coughing fit in front of them and they try helping me, then points for them."

"Health problem," Galloway echos, his brow furrowing in concern.

Abelia rubbed her head, thinking about the right words, "I can't reveal much, but I run the risk of falling into a coma if I don't take the proper medication. The Autobots helped discover what was wrong, but unfortunately, I need the medication which we don't have a lot of and I seem to be the only human alive with this...thing."

"I take it this health problem ties in to the Autobots," Galloway asked and Abelia nodded.

"Yeah," Abelia shrugged, "Can't reveal more than that. Sorry."

Galloway waved his hand, "It's fine. My son has really bad asthma, but that doesn't stop him from playing violin and painting. He doesn't go around telling people about it through."

"You have a family," Abelia asked, interested.

"Yes."

"Where do they live, if you don't mind me asking?"

Galloway huffed, amused, "I don't mind. My family lives in Mission City."

Abelia paused and felt her eyes widen at the information. Mission City. Mission City! The very city that they were originally going to go before Abelia had them change it to the abandoned city in the opposite direction. Abelia ponders that Galloway's family could have died if the Autobots and the soldiers went to Mission City to hide the Cube, that instead of reacting in fear of the Autobots, Galloway would have reacted in anger. Anger that wouldn't have been too easily gotten rid of, unlike his fear. She turned a possible enemy into an ally.

The sound of giant footsteps drew Abelia's attention, but it was the knock-knock on her bond with Optimus that revealed just who was approaching. Turning around, Abelia grinned at the sight of Optimus walking into the hanger, Will Lennox sitting on his shoulder. Her grin grew when she realized that Will wasn't holding onto anything, trusting Optimus to catch him if he were to fall.

"Are you two trying to prove something," Abelia thought to Optimus.

"No. I'm not sure what you're talking about," Optimus thought back.

"Yeah, like approaching a human who hasn't met you yet with another human on your shoulder," Abelia raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, maybe we are trying to prove something," Optimus smirked.

Abelia sighed, shaking her head and turning around to face a very shocked and very still Galloway, his escort unaffected due to being in the presence of the Autobots since they got to base, but the amazement in their eyes was there as they looked at Optimus.

"Galloway is nervous. I just got him to give you guys a chance. His fear of you has lessened, but it's still there," Abelia told her brother, Optimus giving a tiny nod as he got into a kneeling position, lifting a hand up to Will. Will stood up, stepping onto Optimus's offered hand before moving into a crouching position so Optimus could move his hand down.

Galloway had backed up as Optimus's hand neared them, but once his hand was close enough, Will jumped off. Will gave Optimus a smile and a thumbs up, leaving Optimus to smile and nod. Abelia decided that she wanted in on this thing the two were doing and held out her hand to Optimus.

"Optimus," Abelia greeted like she didn't see Optimus this morning.

Optimus chuckled and moved his hand to use his finger to give Abelia a handshake, "Abelia. How are you this morning?"

"I'm okay."

Optimus raised his metal brow in a very human manner. "I heard from the soldiers in the Mess Hall that Minerva was bothering you."

Abelia sighed, no longer shaking Optimus's finger, content to just hold it for the moment, "Okay, maybe I had a difficult start this morning. Maybe you can talk to the new bots about...how our cultures are different. I've tried, but only Crosscut and the Twins are listening."

Optimus nodded, "I'll talk to them. Sorry that I was a bit too busy to help sooner."

Abelia shrugged, "I've tried to handle this on my own, not really your fault."

"Well, you got an entire base at your beck and call if you need help. Just ask," Will stated, crossing his arms and sternly looking at Abelia. He was growing very tired of the fact that the new bots seemed to ignore Abelia's wishes and requests. And he wasn't the only human that was.

Abelia looked shocked and surprised, which hurt Will on the inside a bit. Still, Abelia was used to doing things on her own and not having people to help her. Having people around who wanted to help her was something she was getting used to. Remembering the reason she was here, Abelia let go of Optimus and turned to Galloway, who was staring at Optimus in awe, and with some fear.

"Director Galloway, this is Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots," Abelia introduced, drawing Optimus's attention from his sister to Galloway.

Galloway visibly shallowed, lifting a hand to wave, "Hi, there."

"Greetings, Director Galloway," Optimus nodded at the nervous human, "I would offer my hand for you to shake, but I believe I'll wait for you to be ready for that."

Galloway eased up a bit, smirking a bit, "Well, thank you. I'm going to say, never thought I would meet with a being from another planet, much less being a Liaison to some. Pretty hard to imagine."

Abelia chuckled, "Imagination is the only weapon in the war with reality."

Galloway chuckled, "That's true, I guess."

Abelia turned to Will and gestured to the man, "And this is Captain Lennox."

Will stepped forward, "Sir, it's an honor to have you here. We've been told that there were some requests from some high officials. We would like to hear them."

"Of course," Galloway stated, lifting up the clipboard.

"However," Abelia cut in quickly, narrowing her eyes, "None of us can promise that those requests can or even will be fulfilled, much less considered."

Will and Optimus both nodded in agreement to Abelia's words. Galloway takes on look at their stern faces and sees that they won't be moved no matter what.

"Understood," Galloway nodded and looked down at the clip he had, "Okay, there's a Doctor Arkeville who requests to have, in his words, 'One of the bodies of the enemy robot for study'."

"No," Optimus says right after Galloway finishes with the first request, "The Decepticons may be our enemies, but I will not disrespect their dead bodies for one's curiosity."

"Veto that one," Abelia stated, crossing her arms with a glare, "And I want Doctor Arkeville heavily monitored when he wants anything to do with the Cybertronians."

Galloway nodded and made an 'x' by the Doctor's name and Abelia's order. He looked over the next one and sighed, making vetoing another request, "I can already tell this one is a veto since it violates the treaty you've made, but it's a request for your weapon advancements."

"No, it is stated in the treaty the Autobots won't share their weaponry unless they all agree on it," Will shakes his head, "And I agree with them. All it takes is one greedy human getting their hands on weaponry and we're in World War Three. If and when an Autobot decides a human earns the right to use Cybertronian weaponry, the rest must agree. So far, only Abelia has that right. Me and my men are considered, but we already have weapons that can be used against the Cons."

"I didn't know I was considered," Abelia said, surprised.

"You are a high target for the Decepticons. Not teaching you Cybertronian weaponry will be sending you to your death," Optimus stated before sending through their bond, "And the fact you are half Cybertronian with your own weaponry decides itself. The battle of the Allspark you used your own weapons."

"Oh, okay," Abelia said, answering both of Optimus's statements. Abelia turned to Galloway again, "You were right about that one being vetoed. Who requested that?"

"A General Silas Bishop."

"He gets heavily monitored as well."

"Understood," Galloway says, making another note. If the rest of the requests were like this, then he might need another sheet of paper to mark off the vetos, "There's a Special Agent William "Bill" Fowler who is requesting to send two of his people as possible recruits. He says, 'They aren't in the know as I am, but they are good at what they do and have good hearts'."

"Now that is something we can say yes to," Will says, smiling this time, "Can't promise that they'll pass, but if he believes they will benefit the task force, then send them over."

Galloway nodded before looking at Abelia.

Abelia raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"Waiting for you to say something."

Abelia laughed, "Smart thinking because I was. Mark Agent Fowler down as a possible ally to trust and to my own request of seeing him in person. His requests shows his character, but I want to meet him to be sure."

"Am I right to assume that everyone else whose request you say yes to you want to have a meeting with?"

"Also yes. Gonna be sure we're trusting the right person after all," Abelia smirked.

"Something tells me that you're going to turn a lot of heads," Galloway mutters.

Abelia, Will, and Optimus laughed.


Awhile Later

It had taken about two hours to go over all the requests, and while the veto pile was large with all the reasons why, they did have a good number of people who seemed to be trustworthy, hence the reason for their meeting in person.

Abelia sighed as she watched Galloway leave, feeling proud that she pushed Galloway onto the path of being an ally instead of a wary overlooked. Still, some of the requests really angered her, disgusted with the humans that thought of the Autobots less than them. Will seemed to share her disgust. But they both kept their cool, Abelia more so because it was needed.

She felt a hand touch her shoulder and a feeling of pride washed over her.

"You did a great job," Will said, squeezing her shoulder.

"He is right. You kept your cool with those requests, but showed enough of your displeasure and anger," Optimus stated, "And the ones you put down as possible allies to bring in were all thought about."

"Thank you," Abelia grins before she lets out a sigh, "Still, this morning and the past couple of days were kind of rough. I have Prowl constantly watching me, Acree is constantly telling me how a Sister Prime should act, Breakway and Whirl constantly trying to give me rides whenever I want to go someplace, and Minerva and Jolt are constantly giving me Engeron. The only ones who are listening are the Twins and Crosscut. I'm nearing my wits end."

"Wits end," Optimus asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"It means she's nearing her snapping pointing," Will explained, rubbing Abelia's shoulder in comfort.

"Oh," Optimus sighed, "I will speak to others and make sure they understand how much harm they are causing you. I've been busy making sure everything is running smoothly."

"We all are," Abelia commented, "But if you can get them all to stop treating me like I'm some sort of Goddess, I would very much appreciate it."

"Whose treating you like a Goddess?"

Optimus, Will, and Abelia turned their heads to the right, seeing Sideswipe and Sunstreaker approach them.

"Your friends," Abelia answered.

"How stressful," Sunstreaker rolled his optics.

"Want to trade places, Helios," Abelia snarked at the yellow bot.

Sunstreaker and Abelia had developed a strange friendship after their meeting. Not only had Abelia respected him by not calling him Sunny, but when she caught the Twins in the middle of planning a prank on Prowl, instead of telling them off, she joined them. The Twins thought they would have to teach her a thing or two about pranking, but instead, it was her who taught them. Abelia grabbed three boxes of plastic wraps from the storage room and helped the Twins wrap Prowl's Alt Mode in plastic wrap. All. Three. Boxes. After that, Abelia pulled out an Air Horn, where she got it, no one knows and Abelia didn't tell anyone how, but she blew it, waking Prowl. Prowl woke up due to the sound but found that he couldn't transform due to the many layers of plastic wrap. All Prowl could do was comm for aid as the Twins, with Abelia hitching a ride on Sideswipe's shoulder. As Minerva and Ratchet, with the help of some of the soldiers, cut Prowl loose, the Twins were commenting Abelia on her prank. Abelia just told them she got bored a lot and just watched a lot of prank videos and even made up some of her own. That, and she wanted payback on Prowl for giving her a hard time. They gave her the nickname the Terror Queen.

Abelia had called Sunstreaker Helios, and the yellow bot actually liked the nickname, though he did shove his brother when he called him that. Guess that while Sideswipe was the only one who could call him Sunny, Abelia was the only one who could call him Helios.

"Nah, I would rather not, midget," Sunstreaker snarked back. Just like Sunstreaker was the only one who could get away with that.

Abelia rolled her eyes.

"Hey, Abelia, I have an idea for some unstressing," Sideswipe grinned, kneeling down to meet her eyes better, "How about me and Sunny take you for a drive?"

Abelia perked up while Will looked worried at the offer. Optimus only shook his head fondly. Some things never changed.

"When you say drive, you mean as fast as you possibly can," Abelia asked, a devious grin taking over her face.

The Twins nodded and Abelia laughed, nodding her head, "All right! I wouldn't mind a drive. In fact, I got a song in mind that I think you two will love."

"Song? What song," Sunstreaker asked.

Abelia waved her hand, "Just transform. I'll tell you it once we're rived up and ready."

As the Twins grinned and transformed, Will turned to Optimus.

"She'll be safe, right," Will asked his friend, knowing the Autobot Leader wouldn't let his little sister walk into something dangerous willingly.

Optimus chuckled, "Sideswipe and Sunstreaker may be reckless sometimes, but they will protect Abelia from harm and won't put her in danger that they won't be able to get out of."

Will frowned, "But that just means they will put her in danger."

Optimus lowered himself so his head was leveled with Will. As Abelia got in Sunstreaker, something he degreed her worthy of, the Major looked Optimus in his optics.

"Trust me, William Lennox," Optimus grinned a little, "I know the Twins. They may take time to get used to and be troublemakers. But those two have good sparks."

Ressurred, Will nodded, "Okay. I believe you."

Abelia's laughter as Sideswipe and Sunstreaker revved their engines before speeding off made Will smile. Well, if anything could make Abelia laugh like that, then it was okay. Especially if Optimus was backing it.

"Besides," Optimus said as they watched the Twins drive off, "I may have commed the Twins not to get her hurt if they could help it. I told them that as a brother, not a leader."

Will blinked, and upon realizing that Optimus brotherly threatened the twins, threw his head back and laughed.


With Abelia And The Twins

Music played out of two radios and Abelia bobbed her head and her hand to the beat. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe revved their engines at the 'starting line' they made. Abelia grinned, chuckling with abandon as she followed the music. The task she had set to the Twins: Go as fast as they could on the outskirts of the base, so that they were away from people, and try to beat the music to the finish line once they drove all around the base. She knows that they are fast, but could they beat it?

When the beat dropped, Abelia quickly brought her hand down, signaling the start of the race. Tires squealed as the Twins sped off, following the path they made, Abelia following along with the holo-map on Sunstreaker's windshield.

I've been looking for a driver who is qualified.
So if you think that you're the one step into my ride.
I'm a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine.
With a sunroof top and a gangster lean.

So if you feel me let me know, know, know!
Come on now what you waiting for, for, for!
My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode!
So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go!

Abelia sang along with the music coming through the radio, the seat belt tightened around her as they turned a tight corner. The Twin's laughter echoed along with her as they sped along the unseen track.

Get you where you wanna go if you know what I mean.
Got a ride that's smoother than a limousine.
Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?
If you can baby boy then we can go all night.

'Cause I'm zero to 60 in three point five.
Baby, you got the keys.

Now shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)

Shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)

The sound of their engines got some random personnel's attention. Heads turned as the trio raced along, having the time of their lives. Abelia looked at the base, seeing a number of soldiers and other personnel watching from the base. Guess the noise they were making was quite loud, but well, caring about it was not on the list right at the moment.

I got class like a '57 Cadillac.
Got overdrive with a whole lot of boom in the back.
You look like you can handle what's under my hood.
You keep saying that you will, boy I wish you would.

So if you feel me let me know, know, know!
Come on now what you waiting for, for, for!
My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode!
So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go!

As they turned around the next curve, Sunstreaker spun in a circle, much to the enjoyment of Abelia who raised her fist in the air. As Sunstreaker straightened, Sideswipe passed them, making Abelia grin as another idea came to her. She tapped the radio, getting Sunstreaker's attention. She pointed at Sideswipe, nudging her head in his direction just as the "go, go, go, go!" played on the song.

Get you where you wanna go if you know what I mean.
Got a ride that's smoother than a limousine.
Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?
If you can baby boy then we can go all night.

'Cause I'm zero to 60 in three point five.
Baby, you got the keys.

Now shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)
Shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)

Understanding what Abelia was silently suggesting, Sunstreaker grinned even though no one could see it as he sped up to catch up to his bother. Now, it was no longer a race against the music, it was a race against the other twin to reach the finish. Abelia laughed as Sunstreaker blared his horn, speeding passed his brother. Sideswipe swerved a little bit at the sudden action his brother pulled and Abelia could tell he was surprised. But quickly understanding what was going on, Sideswipe revved his engine and sped up to reclaim the lead.

'Cause your Maybach ain't got what I got. (get it get it.)
Don't stop it's a sure shot.
And your Ferrari huh boy I'm sorry.
I ain't even worried so step inside and ride.
(Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride.)

At an off chance, Abelia glanced back at the base to see Prowl watching them. She couldn't see his facial expression, but she could hazard a guess judging by the way the hands on his hip plates were.

So if you feel me let me know, know, know!
Come on now what you waiting for, for, for!
My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode!
So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go!

Get you where you wanna go if you know what I mean.
Got a ride that's smoother than a limousine.
Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?
If you can baby boy then we can go all night.

Abelia shook her head and chuckled as she realized all of the new Autobots were watching. Not caring in the slightest or what they would say, Abelia turned her gaze away, cheering Sunstreaker on to beat his brother at the race.

'Cause I'm zero to 60 in three point five.
Baby, you got the keys.

Now shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)
Shut up and drive!
(Drive, drive, drive.)

Seeing the finish line, Abelia clutched her seat belt and leaned back into her seat, giving Sunstreaker a nod. Sunstreaker revved his engine in response.

Shut up and drive. (Drive, drive, drive.)
Shut up and drive. (Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive.)

With a final boost, Sunstreaker claimed the win, Sideswipe only seconds behind, Abelia laughing the entire time. The Twins sped back into the base, swerving to a stop. Abelia got out of Sunstreaker, jumping and throwing her fist in the air and doing a victory dance as the Twins transformed.

"Woohohooo," Abelia cheered, "YEAH!"

"WE WON," Sunstreaker cheered, kneeling down and holding his hand up so Abelia could high-five him, which Abelia did.

"No fair! I wasn't informed about the race turning into a one vs two," Sideswipe whined, but there was a smile on his face.

Abelia laughed, "Sorry, change of plans."

The Terror Twins and the Terror Queen laughed some more, enjoying the time they had.

"What was that," came a growl as metal footsteps approached them. And there was Prowl. Killjoy.

Abelia sighed, her delighted mood plummeting just a bit. She turned to Prowl, who looked angry.

"What was what," Abelia grinned, crossing her arms, not caring.

"That...act of breaking numerous rules on base," Prowl stated, gesturing at the base, "What were you thinking?!"

"Technically, we were on the outskirts," Sideswipe pointed out.

"That's beside the point," Prowl exclaimed.

"And that point being," Sunstreaker grinned.

"Why the Sister Prime was with you," Prowl growled.

Oh, so that is what this was about. Kinda about the rules, but it was more of the fact she was with them. What? She wasn't allowed to have fun anymore? Abelia's smile faded as she started glaring at Prowl.

"Well, we asked her," Sideswipe shrugged, "You guys were stressing her out. We offered her relief."

"And that was your plan," Prowl exclaimed.

"Well, it was also hers and Prime didn't say no," Sunstreaker stated, waving his hand, "What? You could think of something better?"

"Yes! Something safer! One that didn't have her involved with racing around the whole base! In fact, she shouldn't have been with you doing that! It is far too risky for her! Something that you not getting the point of," Prowl shouted.

And Abelia...lost it.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were not going to be taking the blame for this when there was nothing to be blamed here. Not caring about keeping her cool or the fact they have an audience, Abelia dropped her arms and yelled, "STOP TALKING ABOUT ME LIKE I'M NOT HERE!"

Silence. Dead. Beat. Silence.

Every eye and optics was on Abelia, whose hair was brushed out of her face revealing to angry glowing red eyes. Not blue, but red. And she was staring right a Prowl, who felt like he just walked into a Scraplet Den.

"You didn't even talk to Optimus or any of the Autobots that were here before you, did you," Abelia spoke slowly, her red eyes glowing brightly.

Prowl seemed lost for words at the moment, "Well, I assumed with the knowledge we had of previous Sister Primes that we didn't need to-"

"Assumed? Did I just hear you say, assumed," Abelia interrupted, her red eyes glowing brighter, "Like what I told you not to do when you first arrived?"

Prowl froze, his face saying completely that he realized he just made a huge mistake. And he did. The news Bots, minus three of them, did.

"Did you assume I would be like the other Sister Primes or Vessels of the past? Did you assume I wanted to be treated that way? Did you assume that I wanted your rather unwelcome acts of protection by following me around or picking me up when it was not needed? Did you assume I wanted to be watched at all times possible? Did you assume that Ratchet was too busy to remember to give me Engeron and decided to do it instead? Did you assume how I was to have fun? Did you assume how I was to talk, act, or even enjoy myself? Did you assume everything you did in the past couple of days about me while forgetting everything else, about me," Abelia spoke slowly, every word tinted with anger.

"I...well...I...we thought...," Prowl seemed to flounder his words.

Ignoring the worry seeping through the bond from Optimus, Abelia chuckled darkly, "Well, Prowl, let me tell you a little something about assuming things. The danger about assuming things is that there is always a high chance that you were WRONG!"

Abelia's voice had steadily grown in volume before she shouted with everything she had. Prowl had stepped back from the sudden shout and as did everyone else. Abelia pointed at Prowl, no longer caring about holding back.

"If I wanted to be mothered to the point of suffocation, I would have gone to Sarah! If I wanted to be guarded at every waking moment, I would have been with any of Optimus's team or the soldiers! If I wanted Engeron I would have gone to Ratchet like I do every morning! Telling me how I'm meant to act or even word my sentences is like telling me I'm not good enough as I am! Guarding me at every moment of my day is like you don't trust anyone with my life, much less myself! I don't care if previous Sister Primes were fine if this, I'M NOT THEM! Not only was I raised on this planet and know nothing about the one I was apparently sparked on, but I'm human too! And we hate being treated like...like...," Abelia breathed heavily, blinking rapidly.

Abelia wheezed, breathing suddenly appearing very hard as she grasped at her chest, gasping for air.

"Abelia," Will yelled, rushing towards the girl as she collapsed to the ground, seizing. However, before he could reach her, Jake grabbed him, pulling him back.

"STOP! Don't touch her! She's having a seizure! You could hurt her if you touch her," Jake exclaimed, "You need to wait until it's over!"

Will grit his teeth and turned his gaze to Prowl, "What have you done?! She's not supposed to be stressed out when she's low on Engeron!"

Horrified, Prowl turned to him, "I didn't mean for this!"

"But you didn't even consult with her before you acted on your assumptions, did you," came Sarah's voice, walking from the back of the crowd to the front.

"Enough everyone," Optimus ordered, breathing heavily through his vents, "We are all in high tension, but none of this will help Abelia. Prowl, Arcee, Minerva, Jolt, Breakaway, and Whirl, I would like to speak to you. Right now."

"But what about Abelia," Jolt said, looking at the girl in concern and guilt.

"I trust the humans to care for her since they know what a seizure is. And they are right, from the information gathered, we would cause more harm than good," Optimus explained before narrowing his optics, "Now, I would like to talk about how you've been treating my sister."

As all of this was happening, Abelia's seizure ended, allowing Jack to approach her, followed by Will and Sarah. As Jake showed Ratchet how to care for people who had a seizure, Abelia felt something surrounded her as she fell into a sleep. And a feminine voice sings to her.

Hush, my sparkling, don't you cry.
Carrier's right here singing a lullaby.

A lullaby to carry you through your nightmares,
and to assure you that I'm here.

And if those nightmares fester still,
I'll hold you tight and shield you.

And if my shield starts to crack,
I'll take my weapon and hold them back.

And if my weapon starts to break,
I'll use my words to make them hesitate.

And if my words won't be enough,
I'll show them that my love is more than tough.

And if the nightmares need any proof,
my lullaby is filled with love for you.

And as you fall into your sleep,
know that I'll watch over you wherever I may be.

So hush, my sparkling, don't you cry.
Carrier loves you and so do I.


Me: What do you guys think the Newer Arrivals should be called? There are nine of them: Acree, Minerva, Jolt, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Crosscut, Whirl, Breakway, and Prowl. Optimus's group is called the OG 5, or Original Group 5. So, what should this group be called? Let me know!

Also, who do you want to see as a recruit? They must be from a Transformers show or movie. I already have two in mind.

"Imagination is the only weapon in the war with reality." – Cheshire Cat, Alice in Wonderland.

Songs Used-
'S
hut Up And Drive' By Rihanna
The Lullaby is inspired by 'Hush, little baby'.

See ya next time!