Note: this story starts out slow; never fear, it'll get better. I'm not gonna give you a summary P You'll just have to read if you really wanna find out.

Disclaimer: I DON NOT own Transformers or any part of the name; it's a simple fanfiction. nod

OH YEAH; Do not send me any little flames. I've got a bucket of water beside me and I know people don't like to be soaking wet.

Enjoy!

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The only thing her parents could see of her now was a black motor bike speeding down a deserted city street. The leaves had just begin to fall and now, so had their hopes.

"Jack, what if she doesn't come back at all...What if we lose our baby girl forever...?" His wife's voice trembled and with no hesitation as the thought crossed her mind. Wringing her hand she could only hope that her daughter would keep her word.

"Kelee, she'll come back. She gave her word and she's never lied. Remember the tattoo she promised she'd get?" He smiled some, hoping it would be contagious, but his wife's face remained grim and solemn.

He took her hand and pulled her to him, her blonde hair gracefully following and stopping to rest, draped over her shoulders. Letting his hands envelope hers, and his dark green eyes lock on her bright blue eyes, he smiled gently. "Elizabeth is more reliable than I am dear, on top of that, she's a Shardon."

Kelee slowly began to smile, and nodded with tears in her eyes. "Do you think Avery will welcome her...?"

"Babe, my brother will welcome her with open arms. They're two of a kind, after all." And Jack couldn't help but smile at the thought of his daughter achieving her dreams of being an artist.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth rode further away from her father's house in Atlanta Georgia to travel to the coast, across seven states to San Diego California, where she and her uncle Avery would take the next plane to Tokyo Japan.

"I can't wait to see Ave's face again." And with just the nickname, memories came flooding back. Back from when her mother and father were in Europe, and her Uncle was the only one to offer her shelter from outside world. She may have been sixteen at the time, but she could only remember good times with Avery.

He smiled at his niece, watching her speed around on the new motor bike he'd just boughten her. Her face was so red and alive with the joy of going so fast. "Liz! Be careful with turns like that! You could fall off!!" He exclaimed, running toward his niece with waving arms.

She just laughed and drove around him, spinning her back tire mercilessly in the dirt around him. "It's so much fun Uncle!" She screamed in delight only to have the scream change to that of pain as she ran into a rather large rock and flew off her bike, into the dirt.

Her Uncle was in the room with her when she woke up. She didn't know why, but the entire right side of her body was burning and tingling.

"Liz... The doctor said you have a pinched nerve... They're going to try and fix it... But it'll take some major surgery... I couldn't reach your parents..." His voice was strained against the wear of the day.

"Why would you be able to reach them..." She muttered softly, her voice cracked form the long period without use. She attempted to move her right arm but only frozen and grunted against the pain that came flooding over her.

"Someone call a doctor in here!" Avery screamed out into the hall, his tone frantic. "She needs help!" He'd never felt so weak before... So vulnerable. "Liz,just...hold on." He muttered, holding her left hand as she squeezed back tightly.

Soon enough the doctors rushed in, nurses began injecting various antibiotics and numbing agents into her blood, and before long Elizabeth was out cold.

"Mr. Shardon... We'll need to do the surgery now. She's just further pinched the nerve in her neck... We fear if she causes any more damage it will be a permanent thing..." The doctors voice was calm, and yet rushed.

"Very well..." Avery said, slumping into the seat of the room, watching the doctors cart away his beautiful sixteen year old niece to the operating room.

"Liz, come back to me safe and sound..."

As Liz came too, Avery was holding her hand tightly, asleep beside her. One glance out the window told her it was night time and the moon was clearly full. She began to move her hand away from Avery, but this action woke him.

He sat up with a startled expression only to have it change to relief. "Liz, you're awake..."

She looked up into her Uncles tired eyes and smile a little. "Hey Ave... What exactly happened to me?" Her voice wavered and cracked from such little use that day.

Avery began to recount the events to Liz only to have her groan and roll over to the side a little. "Liz, I was really worried... You looked like you were in such pain... When you tried to move..." He stopped talking to look away and make sure his niece couldn't see his eyes misting over.

"Ave, I'm fine now, aren't I?" Minus a little twinging in her shoulder and a little patch of stitches on the side of her neck, Liz really did feel fine.

"They want to keep you for a few days. They want to make sure it heals without infection. One there could kill you." Ave said in almost a whisper. "And I'm staying here the entire time..." He looked up at his niece and smiled falsely. "I'm gonna go get some food. Do you want anything?"

Liz could see it. Even though Avery would never tell her. He was scared... "Alright I'll stay Ave. I won't fight that. But you don't need to. You need to bring money into the house." Her tone began to sound harsh but more so defiant.

Avery's eyes darted to Liz's for a moment. "You know I bring enough money into the house to buy this hospital... I'm staying here with you."

"You mean after you go get some food so your stomach will stop interrupting our conversation?" Liz smirked.

"Don't you go there young lady. Would you like anything...?" Avery's tone was joking but sincere.

"An ice cream cone. Please?" Liz smiled at Avery as he seemed to huskily chuckle at the request. "No soda? No candy or chips?" He inquired jokingly. "You know I don't eat that kind of stuff Ave."

Avery just smiled and got up, leaving the room shortly after kissing Liz's cheek and asking her to rest up.

"Avery... You're scared and you can't tell me. You're in denial... But you care more than any of the family ever has..." Up to that moment, Avery had always been one of Liz's favorite people, but now, he was the only one that mattered in her eyes.

Her parents were always traveling to promote her mother's fashion line, and her father's line of guitars. They had always written to them on their trips, but this last one they took to Paris was timed so wrong. Not too long before Liz's sixteenth birthday, her grandfather had passed away from lung cancer. Knowing full well that Liz would be alone, they left anyway. They refused to take her out of school. That's when Liz called Avery.

He had flown all the way to Georgia to pick her up and bring her to San Diego to school there and continue her education while her parents were on their six month trip. Avery had begun to teach Liz how to fix cars, how to paint and sculpt. He bought her so many birthday presents, even a motor bike. He spoiled her, and she loved it.

But only now, now that her life was on the line and Avery was standing so close, did she realize that it all meant nothing to how much he cared.

He stayed with Liz all through the hospital time, only leaving her side to go get food for the both of them, but always returning quickly.

Once her parents had returned, she could only dread returning home...

Avery had always been there for her, always watched over her, even from the coast, he'd write every other week, expecting her reply in the intervals. A smile cracked under her helmet and she began to laugh. "What till you see me now Ave..."

She'd changed so much since the last time he'd seen her. Her hair once was blonde, and her skin very pale from staying inside all day long with Avery. She'd also grown three inches, making her a good five foot, seven inches tall. She'd also aged by four years, without seeing him once.

She continued, only stopping every other night at random hotels, not even bothering to see the sights. Japan would be full enough of them. And the food, Liz's mouth began to water. Her bike ran out of gas twice, had three flats, and those took forever to fix. Liz was about as good as the next mechanic and hoped to get better while with her Uncle in Japan. He knew everything about cars and their mechanics.

Finally, the highway sign read 'San Diego, California - 5 miles.'. Liz sighed out and seemed to giggle with joy. "Avery!!"