We planned on leaving in the morning so we had to rest up. Sam slept God knows where, and I slept in the back seat of Bee.

"(Y/n).."

"It doesn't..it just isn't right." I said softly as Bee then activated his hologram. I looked up to meet his (light/dark) (e/c) eyes.

"Things happen.." He whispered as I hanged my head, letting my (h/c) drape over my face. "(Y/n).." Bee whispered as he cupped my cheek and titled my face up, removing locks of (h/c) hair away from my face.

"He came to save us and he died for doing so.." I whispered as Bee sighed. "It's not you not fault. Prime was doing his job. I would've done the same for you and Sam too." Bee exclaimed as I stared at him with wide eyes.

He forced a smile and stroked my cheek with his thumb. "Things happen (y/n), I know it hurts but.." He trailed off as I turned my head away.

"We gotta keep going. We can't give up now." He replied as he turned my chin so my eyes were back on his.

My eyes began to water as he pulled me in his arms. I relaxed into his embrace and pressed my face against his chest. "God you make everything sound like its gonna be ok.."

"It will be..now get some sleep.." Bee replied as he loosened his grip around me and wiped away a stray tear.

I nodded and laid back down at the back seats of his alt mode. As is hologram fizzled away I sighed.

"Bee?"

"Yeah.."

"Can you..can you play a song?" I asked him as he then began to switch and toy with controls on his radio.

"What song beautiful?"

I blushed a little and sighed "(favourite song) by (artist), it helps me relax.." I barely whispered out.

Bee whirred and the song began to play. I closed my eyes in mattered of seconds falling deep into slumber with the tune bathing me.

Next morning

"(Y/n) up you get." Sam said and I yawned, rubbing the tiredness from my (eye colour) eyes. I sat up and got in the drivers seat as Sam sat in the passenger side with Leo in the back.

We couldn't get anything to eat cause we are wanted now. Thankfully I was able to find some spare clothes.

I changed into a (colour) v-neck fitted long sleeved shirt with pair of (colour) ripped jeans, and my my (colour) leather jacket and b
(colour) (shoes of your choice).

I pulled on up the (colour) hood that was attached to my (colour) leather jacket and Sam put on a red baseball cap himself. "Ready?" He asked me as I nodded, flashing him a smile.

As we drove Leo began to speak. "This guy Robo Warrior everything about anything alien he's suppose to know. One time we revenge hacked his site and maybe I saw one of your uh alien drawings or whatever."

After what seemed like forever Leo told us..well Bee to drive up to a butcher shop?

We get out and walk up to the meat store. Leo looked around. "Yeah, this is it."

He walked up to the door and looked at Sam and I. "Ok, wait here. I'll give you the go-no go alright."

I rolled my (eye colour) eyes at Sam, hating the fact I was in the open both Sam and I step in and Leo runs over to us. "ITS HIM! It's him! That's the guy right here!"

"No.." Simmons mumbled out in disbelief.

Sam and I stared in horror as he pulled back his hood as we stared at the fucking prick.

"You gotta be kidding me.." Both Sam and I mumbled out in sync.

"ALRIGHT! Meat store's closed." He dings the bell. "Everybody out! Out! Right now! That means you lady." As Simmons snapped as he tapped his little bell on the counter repeatedly before rushed all the customers out.

"You two know this guy?" Leo asked us in disbelief as I nodded in response and Sam eyed Simmons.

"Yeah we're old friends." Sam replied as I raised a (colour) eye brow at him, also giving my brother a cold glare.

Before I could say anything Simmons retorted with a snap and got in Sam's face.

"Old friends? You two are the case that shut down Sector Seven, got the kibosh, disbanded. No more security clearance, no retirement, no nothing. All cause of you two and your crazy sister."

Both Sam and I snorted in disgust as I crossed my arms over my chest, blowing a lock of (hair colour) hair away from my face.

Simmons glared at me as I returned the glare as he then sneered at me. "Look at her now, so mature."

"Moron! Where's the white fish!" Asked a elderly looking woman in a pink dress and white apron I'm guessing who was Simmons mother.

Then the man who was beating the beef snapped as the bald one who walked past him with the dead pig.

"Don't touch me with the pig!" He snapped angrily as he spun around to glare at the man.

"Yakov!" Simmons snapped at him as he slammed the metal hammer hard against the beef.

"What?!" He snarled as he glared at Simmons.

"You don't get Christmas bonuses standing around. You want those new teeth you saw on SkyMall?" Simmons asked as I rolled my (eye colour) eyes as both Sam and I shared an annoying look.

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"It's my dream!" He fired back as Simmons snapped right back, "help her out!" He demanded as Yakov huffed spinning around to help Simmons mother.

"You live with your mama?" I asked with a sneer as Simmons looked at me with yet another glare. "No my mama lives with me. It's a big difference." He replied with a sneer as he then glared at my brother.

"They got your faces all over the news, alien boy." Simmons snapped as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah we know." Sam replied as he peered at the t.v that hung on the wall.

"NBE.1 still kicking eh? How did that happen huh? Don't answer, I know what you're hiding, but I don't want anything to do with it. So good-bye you never saw me I got bagels to schmear. Vanish." Simmons snapped as he began to walk away.

Sam instantly chased after him. Seeing him beg for this prick's assistant really made me want to throw up. God I hate this guy..

"Can you give us five seconds. Hold on-look I need your help."

He quickly turned around to look at my brother. "Really? You need my help?"

Sam clenched his jaw. "I need.." He trailed off as he took off his hat in anger.

"Look, I am slowly losing my mind.  Okay, I had a little crab bit plunge a device deep inside the soft tissues of my brain!" He snapped as he pressed two fingers to the side of Simmons head.

"Just get to the point." I grumbled to Sam as I stood next to him. "And started projecting little alien symbols like a home movie and on top of that I am a wanted fugitive! So you think you got it rough?" Sam added on angrily as Simmons looked at me and then Sam.

"You said projective images off your brain?" He asked as Sam nodded in reply.

"Meat locker now!!"

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