AN: Hello everyone, I just wanted to apologize for how long this chapter took. The reason why is Real Life, my mother and a whole lotta yard work. ^^; Yeah, not fun. So again, I'm sorry, I'll be sure to reply to all your wonderful reviews, and just a warning: if people keep using anonymous reviews to flame me, I'll disable the anon reviews. Yes, I do delete them, but it's still not cool to look at my e-mail and see 'your such a dumbass' as one of my reviews. Especially, since that was one of the nicer negative comments I've gotten. Anyways, I hope the rest of you enjoy the chapter. ^_^

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If Skywarp were human, Sam would hit him. Repeatedly. As it was, Skywarp was not human, and therefore Sam could not hit him, if only because he'd probably break his hand doing so. Given where he was, the young man didn't think he could afford to be at anymore of a disadvantage than he already was. Looking around, Sam sighed in relief when he didn't see any Decepticons around in the room he'd hidden himself.

Sam sighed as he remembered what happened when Skywarp had teleported him into the Command Trine's quarters.

Flashback:

Starscream looked up from his current project as Skywarp teleported behind him in their quarters. He smirked maliciously and stood up, facing his trinemate.

"There you are Skywarp! I trust you got the fleshbag?"

"Sure did Screamer." Skywarp grinned widely as he presented Sam. Sam got one look of Starscream's cruel visage, before the look melted away on the other decepticon's face, and a giddy smile replaced it.

"Well, hello gorgeous," he purred. "And how are you today?"

Sam gulped, not sure whether to be grateful for this development, or afraid. When Skywarp nuzzled him and murmured that once Thundercracker got back from patrol they would show him the joys of interfacing, however, he decided on the latter.

End Flashback

Jerked out of his thoughts due to the sound of footsteps approaching the room, Sam frantically searched for a place to hide. He spotted a hole on the other side of the room and ran for it when the owner of the footsteps walked into the room, revealing Soundwave. Sam swallowed hard as he stared up at Soundwave from the middle of the room.

"Heh, heh, I don't suppose you'd be kind enough to point me the right way out of this place, would you?" He chuckled nervously. Soundwave's reply was to gently scoop him up and walk out of the empty storage room.

"Escape: ill-advised. Samuel Witwicky: mine."

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AN: I solemnly promise that, barring dire Real Life situations, I shall update this story 2-3 times a month after this month, until this story is done. I'm sorry that this was so short, but this seemed the best way to end it. I do promise that you will see the rest of the flashback, and how Sam escaped in the next chapter, which should be up by September, 3, 2011.

Thanks to all the nice anonymous reviewers go to:

TicTac, thelastrobotofmars, Lovin' it, HEWILLNOTBENAMED, Maddest, Sakura78Star and Kaemiri. Thank you very much. ^_^

And once again, I'm really sorry for how short this was.