~(Y/N)'s POV~

     It's only day two and already I'm feeling claustrophobic! Yes the vault can hold a giant Cybertronian and still have room for at least three cases of energon cubes, BUT I'M STILL TRAPPED! Get this, I took a shower, and saw hair in the drain. HAIR IN THE DRAIN! I'm losing hair just by being here! No way am I going to make it TWO MONTHS! The only reason why I'm still here is because of today's date. It was written in Knockout's hand, so I'm assuming it's important. I'm just glad I didn't have to wait long to find out why.

         "Bumblebee, you're going with Optimus." I heard Ratchet say through the vault door. Bee whirred in response. I was close to figuring out his language of beeps and bleeps, but not quite yet.

         "Don't worry, she won't escape any time soon."

HA! That's what you think medic.

     I heard the steps of Bee slowly recede, and found this as my chance to escape. Raf was a good boy and acquired some wires for me. To the untrained eye, they were just copper wires. Cut up way to small for any real purpose. But, when connected in a certain way, they were as strong as the London bridge! I found my way to a high shelf in the vault, or rather, a tall ledge. Taking the strung together wire, I started throwing them to the air vent, trying to get it to catch, and stay.

         "Come on you fragger," I cursed as the wire slipped from the air vent once again.

I could hear pede steps approaching, so started to frantically throw the chain at the vent without falling, which was harder than I thought... I froze in my spot when the steps were at my door. I could hear Ratchet's grumbles as he stopped. Holding my breath, I slowly started lifting the chain again, the light clinking of the strung together copper making me cringe with every tap it made on the wall. Ratchet stayed outside the door.

     I took my fail-safe out of my pocket: A small kitchen magnet that Raf thought I would like. It was a circle with small swirly designs on it. I had thanked him for it, and stuck to the wall as a sort of decoration, but now it served a higher purpose as I strung it to the chain with a string. I threw the chain gently, and watched it slide over a vent rail, and dangel on the other side. Looking over to the door, I found that Ratchet had not heard. Taking the other end of the chain, I swung it, hanging on to the small loop that it created. When that end stuck to the vent too, I held my breath, and started to fall off the ledge, hoping that the copper chain would hold my weight.

     The metal screeched as my weight was forced onto it. My head snapped to the door, seeing the medic start to become suspicious as he turned.

         "You better not be trying anything funny in there." He warned, and I gave no answer. Bad choice on my part, since it only made him even more suspicious... He reached for the vault key pad on the side, ready to open the door. Saved by a com link, Ratchet left to see what was going on as Optimus called for him. I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was still keeping. I started my climb up and into the vent.

     Soon I was roaming the air vents that kept the old missile silo cool. I wandered aimlessly, trying to find a way out, but no matter which way I turned, I always ended up at a dead end, which usually was the vent turning up at a 90 degree angle! I cursed my luck as I turned around again.

         "Try number 7. HA! A prime number, how ironic!" I huffed, just wanting to be back with Knockout and the others. To my astonishment, try number 7, was a success, and I found a hidden vent cover just above a rocky ledge. "I suddenly have a new respect for Primes." I said, a smile on my face as I made my way down the rocky cliff.

     Once I hit the ground, I hit the ground running! Ain't no way in the Pit I was staying here much longer! Ratchet's unbearable, Optimus can't take a joke and the Two Wheeler is coming! Bulkhead I'm not to worried about, though he might recognize my voice. I'm surprised Ratchet and Optimus didn't recognize my voice, though there is a small difference when my mind is in the Cybertronian form: slightly metallic. But who cares anymore. I'm not staying at the base. As soon as I get back to the Nemesis I'm going to give Knockout a good slap upside the helm, along with Soundwave, Breakdown and Steve! As for Starscream, well, I'll blame my disappearance on him in front of Megatron, he'll deal with that part!

     I hitch-hiked down the road, and later found a ride. It was some old dude in an equally old beat up white, rusted truck, but he was able to give me a ride down to the town of Jasper. There I actually found my old apartment, by-passed that, no way am I going back there! The nice old dude drove me well into the town, until I told him that there was good. He didn't need to know where I was going exactly.

         "Take good care of ya'self." He said with a toothy grin, and waved 'good-bye'. I waved back as he left, dust trailing behind him.

         "Nice guy. Looks like he'll keel over any minute, but nice guy." I giggled to myself, making my way to the next race. I had received a text early this morning, and hopped Knockout would be there too. It was on the shadier side of the town, of course, there really isn't a 'shadier side', the reckless kids just go here quite often. I'll probably be close to an idol to them.

     I found my way to an unused road, finding sports cars, a couple of all american muscle cars, and a few that were probably found dead or dieing in a junkyard. I walked onto the scene, and soon had to hide among a couple of barrels, rusted and smelly with old oil. Apparently Knockout the racer is a legend here.

         "You know," I jumped at the sudden voice beside me. "You'd make a better impression if you had your car."

         "Knockout you son of a Glitch!" I pushed his holoform, making his butt hit the dusty concrete. "You left me with the Autobutts!"

         "Well you wouldn't have gone willingly!"

He stood up, and pulled me up with him, then had to drag me to his alt mode before anyone noticed my sudden reappearance. Both doors slammed shut as we started to argue in unison. I shut him up with a good slap across his handsome face.

         "They stuck me in vault you idiot! I couldn't race, I couldn't contact you, I-I was trapped, and I missed you... I-I wanted t-to be back... with you." I started to sob as I leaned onto his shoulder across the gap that separated us. Knockout started to stroke my hair lovingly.

         "I know... I know... But you were in danger on the Nemesis. You might not have took notice but many of us did. Not only were you being hurt going from form to form, but I'm afraid Megatron had taken a fancy to you." I gave him no response, still sobbing, "I don't blame him though. You're the prettiest femme I've ever laid optics on. Even compared to my illustrious self."

At this I did giggle a bit, looking up into his handsome, loving, meloncholy face.

         "I don't think I can go two months there..." I whispered, my voice slightly hoarse.

         "I know... but for this plan to work, that's the time needed for Megatron to think that you had truly left to be neutral for a time." He continued to stroke my head.

         "But, I don't want to be away from you any longer."

         "Be strong (Y/N). I don't want to be away from you any longer either, but for us to come back together, and become stronger in the process, we need to be apart for a small while."

         "But it already feels like a life time!"

         "Heh, you'll keep arguing won't you?"

I nodded my head like a small child, lip quivering, eyes watery, and red.

         "Alright, if I stay with you for the day, will you go back, without a fuss?"

I nodded again.

     Knockout lifted my head from his shoulder, and drove out of the racing area, stopping only when he had found a small cliff, overlooking the sand of Nevada. He got out, and motioned for me to do the same. The two of us switched to the back seat, where I leaned on his shoulder once again, and slowly fell asleep as he stroked my hair, whispering sweet nothings, his voice my lullaby.

(I kinda, almost, sorta, made myself almost cry... Just so you all know I've never been in a relationship before so all of this is most likely VERY unrealistic! Either way I'm quite proud of it! Thanks for reading! Love ya'll!)