As we drive down the road I closed my eyes taking in the cold wind hitting my face.

Mirage, Bee and Sideswipe drive fast, staying behind and beside us. "Going to a gig on the hunt for two Russian cosmonauts." Simmons said as he leaned back in his seat.

"Nothing like driving in Maybach. Germans know how to make cars, let me tell you." Simmons added on as he looked over at Sam and I.

After a small drive we stop right in front of a club near town. Dutch and Simmons pulled out a pair of binoculars. "My Dutchman, former NSA cybersleuth extraordinaire, tracked them down here." Simmons informed proudly as I nodded.

Dutch was looking through the files of the consonants through a laptop as Sam and I was looking from the window of the car as two men and a woman walking in the club doors.

"So theses cosmonauts went into hiding. Why?" Simmons asked as he kept his eyes glued at the binoculars.

"Simmons, I got a match." Dutch reported. "You're a German Shepard, Dutch.." Simmons said as he watched the woman walk in the building.

Simmons sighed as he pulled out a metallic briefcase which had two handguns, a few clips and brass knuckles.

"The thing about Russians is that they never like to talk. It's going to take a little of the "international language"." Simmons exclaimed as he pulled the hammer back, getting it ready.

I sighed, stepping out of the car and did a little stretching for a small moment and Sam sighed. "I can't believe we are doing this right now."

I smiled and brushed my fingers through my hair. "Well you better believe it Samuel. Now let's go."

He smiled at me before we both went to follow Simmons and Dutch into the building.

As we walk inside we step down a dimmed lighted green hallway that led to have a heavy metal door.

Simmons knocked on the door and a rectangular eye hole thing slid open. "Dos Svidaniya."

"That means 'good bye'." The Russian man declared as he closed the eye hole thing and Simmons looked at us. "Watch this."

He knocked on the door another time. The slider opens up again and Simmons flashes him some cash.

After a few words shared between the two, the man lets us in. I stayed behind Sam peeking over his shoulder a few times to see the people in the room.

I tapped his shoulder as he looked to were I was gesturing at. The Russian Cosmonauts.

Simmons walked right over to their table, I stood along side with him as Sam took a seat not to far from the table. "Dutch give me something tough." I face palmed as Dutch began to flip through the tiny sheets of his Russian dictionary.

"Uhm..Baryshnikov." Dutch replied as he looked confused with the wording.

"We do speak English." The one with the moustache stated. I sighed and slumped down in a seat.

"Dutch you suck." Simmons stated as he sat down in the chair beside me.

"It's a Cyrillic alphabet. It's like all the..the buttons you never push on a calculator! I don't suck." He stated as he went over to the bar and sat down.

"Agent Seymour Simmons, Sector Eight, formerly Sector Seven. We know who you're cosmonautchiks."

"So what?" The bald one sneered at Simmons and I rolled my eyes. "You were supposed to travel to the dark side of the moon.." I grumbled out as I sat straighter in my seat.

"..then, you all got shut down." Simmons finished off as he looked at the three Russians. "The question is..why?" He asked as he then filled himself a glass of booze.

Just as he poured himself a shot glass, the woman started to snap at the man with the moustache in Russian. The one with the moustache nodded at one of the other men from afar.

My eyes widened as I could sense another man behind me. I felt a low growl rumble in my chest.

The one woman with the fur coat started to shout at the other woman at the bar where Dutch was trying to translate.

Just as the woman snapped again she pulled out a little pistol from her coat and pointed right at Simmons nose. They both jumped up from their seats. Other men ducked down.

The woman at the bar pointed a shotgun at Dutch, Sam was pinned down on his seat and I was held at gun point on the ground.

I growled as Sam raised his hands above his head. "Ok, ok, alright, alright."

The woman with the fur coat began to snap at Simmons in Russian. "Good ahead and shoot me." He declared as she glared at him.

"I'm willing to die for my country are you?" Simmons asked her, clearing chill with the fact he was being held at gun point.

She snapped at him again. "Really? You are beautiful, has anyone ever told you you're beautiful? She's beautiful." Simmons rambled off and suddenly out of nowhere Dutch went psycho mode.

He snatched the shotgun from the woman's hands, flipping her over and smacking her face off the bar table.

I snarled as I kicked the guy's foot from underneath him, kicking him hard into the chest sending him flying into the night stand. I grabbed hold of his gun and pointed it at him as I pulled out the other small gun from my pants and pointed it at the man who hand his gun pointed at Sam.

"Lisa!" Sam screamed as everyone started to freak out.

Dutch fired a shot at the lamp from when he snatched the gun from the lady. He spun around at the bartender pumping the shotgun again, popping out the empty shell.

As he lowered to the ground the bartender also lowered to his knees. "Dutch back in the cage." Simmons demanded as he kept his arms above his head.

"Let him kill them, maybe they'll talk." I spat out as I glared daggers at the man who had his gun pointed at Sam.

Just as I said that, Dutch pulled out another gun from his jacket. "Whoa! Simmons control your boy please control your boy!" Sam yelled quickly from where he was kneeling on the ground.

"Dutch! Hold, Dutch, hold!" Simmons demanded as he looked at his friend. "Dutch stop!" Simmons demanded as he then shouted out a demanded in some weird language.

In a few more seconds Dutch dropped the pistol and shotgun. He then looked at the Bartender. "I'm so sorry, that is the old me.."

"Ok, let's everybody just calm down. Let's lower the heat, lower the guns. Just relax. World War Two is over." I snorted and I spat at the man who had his gun pointed at Sam.

He dropped his gun and stepped back. I smirked and helped Sam up. "How the hell did you do all that?" He asked as I shrugged not even caring if my eyes did turn red. "I'm just that talented." I replied with a smirk.

After a long pause everyone lowered their guns and everything was ok again. The two men guided Simmons, Dutch, Sam and I to the back where I'm guessing they had all their information that they wanted to share with us.

"What you're about to see is one of the biggest Soviet secrets." The one with a moustache declared.

As we enter the room the one with the moustache pulled out papers and files from a black safe. "America first to man to the moon. But USSR first to send camera. In 1959, our Luna 3, take picture of the dark, shadow side. Sees nothing. But in 1963, Luna 4 sees.."

The bald one spoke to us interrupting the one with the moustache. "..strange rocks around the ship, hundreds of them." He exclaimed as we all nodded.

The bald one then shows Sam and I the pictures. "With some drag marks.." The one with the moustache mumbled as I looked at them.

"I've seen these. These aren't rocks, those are pillars. Alien pillars, to build a space bridge, we know about them because of the autobots have five of these." I explained as the two men looked at me.

"The Decepticons must've raided the ship before Apollo 11 got there, they took the pillars and hide them." Simmons pipped up as Sam and I shared a small look.

"It's doesn't make sense, if the Decepticons have the ship, they have all those pillars why would they leave Sentinel when he's the only one that can use them?" Sam asked as I felt my heart drop.

"Unless.." Simmons muttered which made me want to scream. "He's the one thing that they still need."

I jump from the chair, saying thank you as Sam gathered up the information. Simmons and Dutch along with Sam followed behind me. "We gotta meet up with Sentinel, rendezvous with him and keep him safe." I demanded as we get out of the bar and back to meet other Autobot's.

"Ok Bee, let's go find Sentinel."

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Not my longest chapter but at least it's something. I've been doing a lot of editing considering I'm also working on book three of my bee X reader so I decided to edit this one as well.

I only have three more chapters-so chapter 27, 28, and 29 I'm still editing, including the epilogue.

I'm really happy of how many reads I have been receiving including the none stop support I have been also getting from my readers! I really appreciate it! Dedicated to LunaMiner and @kingdomlights03 for the non-stop support! Thank you so much!

More chapters coming soon!
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