Qatar- Middle East

"Let's hope this telephone line works." Epps states.

With the village just in sight, Dubb couldn't help but agree with Lennox's sentiment. When he heard Fig shouting a heads up, dread clung to his spine in an icy grip. Whatever had caused the tower to fall, meant that their luck had just run out.

Epps shout of surprise had Jay-Dubb whirling around just in time to see Lennox narrowly avoid being skewered. Sand flew as the soldiers opened fire on an enemy they couldn't really see. For a moment, silence fell as Lennox ordered for quiet. It was long enough for the sand to settle and Dubb to see a giant robotic scorpion skewer one of the soldiers on its tail. Scrambling in the sand, Dubb sprinted as best as he could in the sand. Once again helping the small boy to keep up, so Lennox had his hands free. Reaching the village, he quickly found some cover near Fig, Lennox taking the kid to find his father and a phone.

Studying the thing, his first thought of it looking like a scorpion was accurate. It really did look like a scorpion, except for the small matters of it being a mechanical monstrosity and the missiles it was firing. Noticing the orange smoke, and hearing Lennox's order to 'laze target', Jay-Dubb hoped that whatever was coming would be more effective than the bullets that they were currently shooting at it. Never before had he wished for one of Robby's weird explosives then at that moment. He would like to see how that would hand with a thermite-C4 mixture: Bubba bomb...

Cursing, he dove out of the way as a stray missile blew up a little too close for comfort. Ignoring the ringing in his ears, he looked around for Fig, eyes widening as he saw the downed man. Crawling towards him, he put to use the first aid he knew, courtesy of his late wife. Putting pressure to the wound, he stared into pained brown eyes.

"Hey man, don't even think you can fucking die on me. How the hell am I gonna help you feed barbecue 'gators and crickets to Epps if you aren't around? 'Sides, I need you to teach me Spanish." Continuing to keep pressure on the gaping wound, Jay-Dubb kept up the one sided conversation, relieved that Fig was focusing on his voice to keep conscious.

Hearing Lennox shouting Fig's name, Dubb raised his voice to get the man's attention.

"Over here! We're over here." He didn't move until the medic pushed him aside.

Keeping out of the way, he made himself useful by helping to grab the broken piece of tail. The scorpion was no where in sight, but Dubb was relieved that the thing was injured and unlikely to show up again.

It wasn't long before Dubb found himself helping to carry Fig as Lennox flagged down the helicopter. Dubb tried not to think about what would be waiting for him once they arrived in the States. Even though he was Marine, he was getting used to the Army Dogs. Following the other s to getting debriefed, he hoped he'd be able to see his family soon!

Tranquility

Knowing that she was told to spend time with her cousin was one thing... But watching as he gave himself a pep-talk was down right evil. She glanced over at what his side of the family considered a canine... a chihuahua. 'Really? Of all kinds of dogs they chose something a five year old could drop kick over a 5 foot fence? I've seen Golden retrievers take shits bigger then him!'

But seeing as it was in a cast, Bonnie let her caring side show and give the poor thing a pain pill. "Hey Mojo," 'I'm such a sucker...' "Want a pain pill?" He have a yip and I quoted Sam's warning. "You piss in the bed again, like last night and your sleeping out side." He took the pill eagerly. "Crack head."

Looking outside knowing she was going to hate going to this so called: 'public party. So Bonnie took one of the few things she had left at her uncle's was her acoustic guitar. Bonnie walked over to her only cousin and said. "I'm going out, I'll be back later."

Sam looked confusedly at her. "What your not coming to the party?"

His older cousin shook her head. "Nah. I'm not much a party goer. You know me, I'll end up decking the first guy who hits on me."

Sam laughed, remembering the time Trent hit on her. Being shoved didn't cut it. No~ had to be persistent and get kicked in the nuts with steel toe boots. The look on his face was priceless! "Your right. So were yo going then with that?" Pointing at the guitar on her back.

Smirking, Bonnie stated, "Oh, just going to a bar on the out skirts of town. Been awhile since I played at Bob's place."

He shook his head at his cousin. "Your the strangest girl I know."

She gave a small laugh and said, "I'll be back later. I'll be also looking for my new truck. So expect me late." And so Bonnie left for the nearest truck stop.

Her little dirt-bike she had stored at her uncles did give much for power and that's something she wanted in her engine. Looking over at what seemed to be a Peter-built dealer ship. Knowing that Peter-builts were trust worthy and worth their salt. She drove into their dealer ship.

Out side of Tranquility

He had just landed on Earth. It was a strange planet. But it also had its moment of peace. He Enjoyed the organic life that was living on this planet. But at that moment he had more pressing matters to attend to. Looking for and alt mode. He tried waiting for something to go by, but nothing was big enough to be comfortable went by. So that left him with going into town as close as he dared.

But luck seemed to be on Optimus's side that evening. There was a large lot with many large modes of transportation for the humans. He saw some of the vehicles there were just plain colors. He may not be a vain mech, but he did want a paint job that would make him look like a leader. After about a kilk of looking, he found one.

It had a red and royal blue paint job, with flames to top it off. He scanned it and the pain appeared on his armor. He was about to walk away when he heard the sound of the small engine drive in the lot. Processing quickly, Prime transformed in to his alt mode and drove into the line of trucks.

Tranquility

Bonnie had just finished talking with the dealer, who was now showing her around. She look at a lot of semis, but none seemed to feel right to her. Bonnie then got the sensation of someone watching her back. Turning, she spies a truck with a strange emblem where the Peter-built symbol is supposed to be. She touched it and swears on her daddy's head, that it shivered under her touch.

Turning to the dealer, "Hey, mind if I jump in the cab?"

The man shook his head. "Not at all."

After getting the go ahead, Bonnie went and climbed up into the driver's door. Looking about, she saw that it was a large, larger then normal. She noticed a sleeper and some storage selves. Seeing nothing else to look at, Bonnie sat in the drivers seat.

"So? How it feel?" Calls up the dealer.

Bonnie's rare gentle smile reared its head. "It feels real good. How much?"

The dealer looked over some papers, then looked at her dirt bike. "If you throw in the dirt bike, he's all yours for five grand."

Bonnie's eye nearly fell out of their sockets. Five grand and a motor bike? That was a steel for a rig this sexy. Yes she did just think of the truck as sexy. With practice grace, she jumped out of the truck and said. "Sir, you have your self a deal." She shook his hand handed over the money and key to her dirt bike and had her self a new big rig.

Jumping back into the cab, she smiled. "Now lets get to Bob's. Heard he need some music for the mood back at his bar."

Tranquility: Bob's Bar

Seeing that big rig roll into his parking lot. Bob just knew it had to be the Bonnie lass. She hadn't been in, in well over a year and he was worried about her and her little friends.

Watching for the driver of the rig, and sure enough it was his, Bonnie lass comes jumping out from the truck. Once she's in side he exclaims. "Aye Miss Killian, what an honor it is fo ye to have ya in me humble pub!"

"Bob, ya old flatterer. I Heard that ya need some one to play." She laughed.

"Aye. If ya could play a few songs that would be wonderful of ya lass." He stated.

"No need to tell me twice, Bob." She said. She then walked up on stage with her guitar and state on the stool for a moment making sure it was in tune. Then she strum a few notes before she started.

Out side the Bar

Optimus was wondering just how he got him self into this mess. He didn't even consider being a guardian. But here he was, sitting an equivalent to that of an establishment that sells something like Grade A energon. He some how ended up being sold to the human femme.

His hydraulics hissed as he gave a sigh. Wanting to do something productive, he searched the web to learn the human language, mainly English. After a few moments he learned all he need to know. Deciding to check on his charge, Optimus tuned into the sounds coming from inside of the Bar.

"Aye Miss Killian, what an honor it is fo ye to have ya in me humble pub!"

Hearing a male, with what seemed to be an Irish ascent talking to his charge, 'Must be the bar owner...' Prime thought.

"Bob, ya old flatterer. I Heard that ya need some one to play."

"Aye. If ya could play a few songs that would be wonderful of ya lass."

"No need to tell me twice, Bob."

He heard her walk and then started what sounded like a stringed something. He heard her start to play the strange sounds in a pattern before she spoke.

"Everything Burns

She sits in her corner

singing herself to sleep

Wrapped in all of the promises

that no one seems to keep

she no longer cries to herself

No tears left to wash away

just diaries of empty pages

Feelings gone astray

but she will sing

Her voice sounded amazing at what ever it was doing. Quickly scanning the Internet, she found that she was play and instrument the was called a guitar and was singing. Both were considered music. And he loved it.

Till everything burns

While everyone screams

Burning their lies

Burning my dreams

All of this hate

And all of this pain

I'll burn it all down

As my anger reigns

Till everything burns

Optimus lost him self in her words. But it also had meaning. She seemed to see through her own race and state what was wrong. Know full well that no one would seem to know of her hidden message.

Ooh, oh

Walking through life unnoticed

Knowing that no one cares

Too consumed in their masquerade

No one sees her there

And still she sings

Till everything burns

While everyone screams

Burning their lies

Burning my dreams

All of this hate

Optimus hadn't realized it, but he had been recording her. It seemed to him that she needed some one to talk to. And knew well what that was like. He continued to sit there and listen to his charge sing.

And all of this pain

I'll burn it all down

As my anger reigns

Till everything burns

Everything burns

Everything burns

Watching it all fade away

Everyone screams

Everyone screams

Oooh, ooh

Suddenly he knew, something had happened to her. All the pain in her voice made his spark in sympathy. Wanting so bad to make the pain leave her voice.

Burning down lies

Burning my dreams

And all of this pain

I'll burn it all down

As my anger reigns

Till everything burns

Watching it all fade away

Watching it all fade away"

Once she finished he heard the applause the bar had given her. He stopped recording her and wait to hear what she did next.

"Damn girl ya still have the voice of an angel!" Said a male.

"Nay, she got the voice of a Siren tis I ever heard one!" Joked the bar owner.

There was then the sound of laughter and he had come to know her Designation as Bonnie speak. "Very Funny boys! Now if your done I'm gonna sing one more and then I'm heading home."

"Very well lass. Lets make it something that ye feel down to the bottom of yer hart!" Offered the Bob.

Optimus consciously got ready to record her this time and was wondering what she'd sing about. He heard her strum a few cords then sing.

"When you were standing in the wake of devastation

when you were waiting on the edge of the unknown

with the cataclysm raining down, insides crying save me now

you were there and possibly alone.

He then figured out she had been in war, seen death. He remembered when the war first started.

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation

you build up all the failures all you've known

remember all the sadness and frustration

and let it go, let it go.

When he first became a leader...

And in the burst of light that blinded every angel

as if the sky had blown the heavens into stars

you felt the gravity of temper grace falling into empty space

no one there to catch you in there arm

The self doubts he had...

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation

you build up all the failures all you've known

remember all the sadness and frustration

and let it go, let it go.

The fear of failing his people.

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation

you build up all the failures all you've known

remember all the sadness and frustration

and let it go,

He then heard the audience that sat before his charge start to sing with her.

let it go~

let it go~

let it go~

let it go~

He had no idea, that There were humans who could make others feel so touched.

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation

you build up all the failures all you've known

remember all the sadness and frustration

and let it go, let it go."

With the last note being sung. He whispered the last words. "Let it go..." at that moment, he hadn't felt more relaxed than when before the start of the slagging war started.

Stopping the recording, he wondered if he should talk to her or tell her who and what he is.

He sighed once more as Bonnie came walking out with a small content smile on her face. She climbed in his cab and gently sat her guitar into his sleeper.

She sighed and gave a gentle pat to his steering wheel. "Come on, let head home Shuchou."

Prime looked up the word and found it to be one of the Japanese ways to say Chief.

The two of them then drove to where ever 'home' now was. He was also curious about her family. She was tired, that he could see. So he made sure that she was Okay till they arrived at their destination.

To that he found that she live in a renovated Fire-house. There was a large line and other humans inside. He heard the music as well. This had a lot of base. So much so, he could feel it through his tires!

Bonnie groaned as she let her head fall onto the steering while with a small thud. "I forgot that the club was open tonight... ugh. I just want one nights rest! No paper work, no mission, no school, no training, no working. Just a solid nights sleep!"

He watched as Bonnie sighed. "Well, I guess I can sleep in here... Better go grab some clothes, an such..." so she did.

Optimus looked up what sleeping is and found it similar to a Cybertonain's recharge. He froze he data process. His femme charge... was going torecharge...in him, a mech. He let him self groan out loud. 'If any of the other bots ever found out this, I'd never here the end of it.'

Bonnie came back out with a small bag, and a rolled up cloth. She opened his door and set the items on the floor of his cab, so she could get inside. Once Bonnie was inside, she went into the back and proceeded to change into her pis. It took all of Optimus's will power not to squirm as she sat on his sleeper bed and grabbed the cloth and unrolled it so she could crawl into it and went to sleep.

"Night Shuchou..." She mumbled.

Optimus wait till she was deep in recharge before he answered back. "Recharge well, Bonnie..."