"Courage doesn't mean that you don't get afraid. Courage means that you don't let fear stop you."

Honestly, Pan's day was okay until she heard that one word. That one name.

Silas.

The name left a bitter taste on her tongue(not that she dared to speak the name aloud). Her green eyes hardening as she gritted her teeth. Her arms crossed tightly across her chest as her fingernails dug into her forearms--

Woah, woah, woah. Hold your wrenches and hammers there folks. Let's rewind time back to the start of this not so normal day.

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"Prime!" Fowler's voice had shouted suddenly, drawing everyone's attention to the computer where Ratchet quietly groaned under his breath.

"Prime!" Fowler's voice called again.

This time both Ratchet and Pan groaned quietly. The latter rolling her eyes at the needy Agent.

Optimus walked up to the computer screen, "Special Agent Fowler? What do we owe-" he started only to be cut off by the impatient man of the hour.

"What else? Cons!" Fowler shouted making Raf wince and Pan facepalm. "I've chased them off with some hard ordinance, but not before they blew me out of the sky," He added.

"Again?" Miko teased making Jack and Raf laugh with her quietly as to not disturb the Autobots and the Agent.

"They tried a smash-and-grab for the D.N.G.S," Fowler said, his furry not quite suppressed.

"The what's-it?" Miko asked, her eyes rolling.

"Dynamic Nuclear Generation System, aka D.N.G.S," Fowler said firmly, sending a short glare at the girl for interrupting him, "It's a prototype energy source that I'm porting to the coast for testing," Fowler added and I frowned at him. Seriously? If that got in the wrong hands who knows what could happen to the world.

"That's absurd," Ratchet scoffed, "Why would Starscream bother with such primitive technology?"

"I'm guessing to make a big fat primitive weapon of mass destruction," Fowler said seriously, "If this baby were to melt down, it would irradiate this state and the four next door.

"Did Agent Fowler say what state he was currently in?" Raf asked nervously, his smaller hand reaching to hold Pan's slightly larger but nimble hand.

Everyone shared looks at the youngest's words.

"I'm a sitting duck out here, Prime," Fowler said, talking to Optimus, "I need you to spin up your bridge and send the D.N.G.S to its destination before the cons come back for it."

Optimus shook his helm, "I'm afraid that sending such a volatile device through a ground bridge is out of the question. If there were to be an accident during its transmission, the radiation of which you speak could propagate through the ground bridge vortex and harm all 50 states and beyond," he said firmly, his words causing everyone to frown.

Fowler sighed, "Got any better ideas?" he asked.

"What about a Convoy?" Pan's phone spoke up causing everyone to look at her.

Pan sighed before typing in something else, "(of a warship or armed troops) accompany (a group of ships or vehicles) for protection."

"Oh," Jack and Miko nodded in understanding as Ratchet and Optimus shared a thoughtful look.

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"We are locked onto your coordinates, Optimus. Barring any complications, you should reach the drop-off point by sundown" Ratchet said as the computer beeped, the four Autobots beacons flashed on and off on the screen.

There was a horn blowing over the comms, "Move it, gramps!" Fowler shouted.

"Agent Fowler, is that really necessary?" Optimus asked, sighing.

Fowler grimace, "Ah, don't tell me you're one of those textbook drivers," Fowler said. Miko and Pan shared amused looks as Optimus didn't reply.

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"You know you're saving my bacon here, prime," Fowler said after a while.

"I am proud to be of service," Optimus said.

"'Course, not like I'd need your help if you and the cons had stuck to tearing up your own corner of the galaxy," Fowler said.

Pan rolled her eyes at that.

"Are you suggesting that no evil existed on your world before we arrived?" Optimus asked dryly.

"Of... well, it was a... different evil," Fowler tried to counter, before giving up. "How about some radio?" Fowler offered trying to cover up the awkwardness, "You seem like a Nashville-sound kind of guy," Fowler added before pausing.

"That's the one! The 'con who shot me down! Who is he? Wingnut? Dingbat? Skyguy?" Fowler said suddenly making all the humans in the base jump in surprise.

"Watch your rearviews," Bulkhead said as Ratchet started typing on the computer.

"Feeling a little constricted without the use of my fists here, boss," Bulkhead said as Ratchet paused confused at the screen.

"Remain in vehicular mode unless absolutely necessary," Optimus ordered.

"A whole team of 'cons," Fowler said.

"What? I'm not picking up anything," Ratchet said shocked. "They must be utilizing a cloaking technology," He added thoughtfully as we shared looks.

A very human-like "Pull over," was able to be heard over the comms.

"Well, I'll be dipped!" Fowler said shocked.

"Our assailants are not Decepticons," Optimus paused, "They are humans."

"Human?" The three speaking humans gasped with Ratchet as Pan tilted her head silently.

"Oh, please," Miko scoffed, "Taking on our bots? They're roadkill!" she said confidently. A couple of seconds later they were able to hear the screeching of tires over the comms.

"Who are these guys?" Fowler asked, his voice full of frustrated curiosity.

"Autobots, maintain your cover and apply minimal force. Disarmament only," Optimus commanded the Autobots of Team Prime.

"Could use some air," Fowler said sounding sick. Jack rolled his eyes as Miko snickered.

"Prime, bear right!" Fowler shouted suddenly.

They then heard Optimus' door open then shut before reopening and shutting a few seconds later.

"I do hope you take better care of the D.N.G.S than you do your captives," A different voice said suddenly.

Each of the four humans sharing confused looks.

"Special Agent William Fowler here. Identify yourself!" Fowler ordered, almost shouting.

"I am Silas."

Pan's phone dropped from her hand, crashing onto the floor of the platform they were on. A loud echo throughout the base.

Here's Chapter Twenty Seven.

"Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game." - A Cinderella Story.

Hope you enjoyed!
Feedback?

And completely off topic...

I plan on making everyone(Jack, Raf, Miko, Logan, Pan, e.t.c) Pansexual.

If you hate it or dislike it, you can go take your complaints to the complaints department down the hall, on your left and into the massive trash can of I don't care.

No offence though.

But I'm not taking any scrap about any LGBTQ+ people or characters(yes, I heard about that woman who has done some inappropriate and rude things(and that's an extreme understatement!!!).). I just wanted to give anyone and everyone a heads up before they continue this story.

And that I'm going to hold a poll later for possible love interests for Jack.
'Cuz our boy needs some love.

And to ask a question: are we keeping Raf as a single pringle? Or are we finding him a love interest?

(Sorry 'bout the massive A/N)

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Et merci!