Sadly I don't own the Transformers, Hasbro does. Nor the rights to the 2007 movie of them. The fic is post 2007 movie. And will probably at some point cross with G I Joe from the 80s version of series by Sunbow and Hasbro and of course Marvel can't forget them. But it might not depends on all of you readers. Flames are welcome. Prime and I are planning a Weiner roast so will need it well probably. . Oh and any boo boos in spelling I swear I tried.

So on with the show

Aryanna walked the length of her rig tapping her trailer tires and tie down straps that were to secure the over-sized load that she had been contracted to haul for the government. As she approached her cab-over Kenworth the diesel engine didn't have its normal purr to it. Grabbing the hand bar, Ary opens the door, then shut the truck off to do yet another engine check. Running her fingers lovingly over the chrome around the headlight she remember the first time she had seen this truck.

Flashback

As Aryanna played out in the yard at her home she saw a gleaming red and white Kenworth tractor pull up to the curb and shut off in front of her driveway. As the drivers door opens, seeing her Father get out of the truck she quickly leaves her toys laying in the yard and runs to her Father launching herself into his arms.

Grabbing the handle to pull the cab forward to expose the engine of the Kenworth, Aryanna didn't notice the blue and red flame Peterbilt pull into the lot.

Shutting down his engine. Optimus surveyed the truck stop outside the Army base. Sam was just waking up from their overnight trek cross-country. " Sam, what do you know about older trucks such as that red cabover across the lot?"

Yawning, " Not much Optimus. Man looks like that driver really loves his truck I've never seen a more thorough pre- trip. Not that I've seen many mind you but."

" The driver is a female Sam. Not a guy. It seems as though she is having trouble with the truck. She was shutting the engine off as we entered. "

" Man that isn't good. Optimus I am going to use the "little male humans room" and get some grub. Be right back"

Grabbing a rag and stuffing into her back jean pocket, Aryanna climbed into the engine compartment to get a better idea with what could be wrong with her old girl. After checking the oil and all the fluids, Aryanna was a stomped as she had been before she had left her beloved truck with the head mechanic at Faireborn Trucking. Fuming that she needed to get the old girl unhooked and a new tractor to take her place did not sit with with Aryanna. After sitting the cab back onto chassis and placing the locks back in place. Aryanna took out her cell phone and made the call that would shake her entire trucking company. After the third ring the switchboard finally picked up " Faireborn Trucking. How may I direct your call?"

"Elle its Aryanna. Could you get me Mitch like now. Have a big problem here with the Elite ."

" OH Hun be right back I'll drag him in here personally."

"Thank Elle."

Strumming her fingers waiting for her mechanic was also torture for Aryanna, she had this weird feeling of being watched. But there was only one other truck in the lot and she knew she had seen someone exit the truck and head into the truckstop.

" Mitch here"

" You and whatever offwired mechanic you had to the overhaul on Elite better make sure your wills are filled out cause where I'm going to put you they won't find you for thousands of years if your lucky of course. "

Sighing ," What happened Aryanna she had a complete overhaul from the Detroit to the Road Ranger." Flipping thru the paperwork, " All the fluids were replace as well according to what I'm reading here."

Resting her head against the cool metal side of the truck, " Well I know that all the fluids were changed. I checked that in my pre trip. But apparently that little mangy critter you call an ace mechanic, didn't do something right. There are NO fluids on the sticks at all. " Walking towards they tarped flatbed, " And she is one of the few trucks that was maneuverable enough to do this job. Figure it this way Mitch if you can't get on the Peterbilt 379 down here in about three hours tops. We'll have to just shut the whole operation down and I go back to driving either for someone else . Mitch you know that this military contract was they only thing that could keep this company going and as of right now, we've blown it. "

Prime is listening intently to the call from the human Aryanna to Mitch at her shop.