A sign that said 'Saint Mary Lake' with '34 miles' next to it caught my attention. An arrow pointed to the right, taking us off our designation. An idea hit me and instead of taking the third exit of the roundabout, I took the second to continue heading north. The road trip needed some beautiful scenery and something to relax my itching bones.

While heading to Saint Mary Lake, an idiot going fifteen under the speed limit was in front of me. Other cars are riding my butt to make her go faster and it was making me nervous. One got so daring, he passed about three cars to get in front of her and speed away. I, on the other hand, wouldn't be able to do that with the flatbed and Sunstreaker behind me.

Finally the road split to allow other cars to pass and I was the first to pull out in the passing lane. The car behind me honked their horn from me staying in front of them and a bit of anger flared up inside of me. Ignoring the rude person (somehow, someway), I speed up to the normal speed limit and merged back to the right lane. Mister Rude revved his crappy car engine and sped past us with a line of seven cars behind him.

Later on, we all merged back together and continue our normal forwarded, heading in our own directions. Other cars also weren't happy about me following the speed limit and ride my butt to make me pay. Can't people get the message about following the rules of the road and not to mess with someone pulling a trailer? Once again, barely anyone in this world has common sense.

The road below me turned to rock as I pulled us to the scenic area for cars. There weren't as many cars as suspected to be and I pulled to the front at a side angle for Sunstreaker to see. His tires turned on the flatbed for some reason but he said the words that weren't welcomed, Cons. He could pick up their signals close by and told me to leave the beautiful place. I stored the name and location on my mind for later.

Peeling quickly out of the area, I begin to head back down to where I needed to take the third exit. Our escape didn't go unnoticed as a fleet of jets flew over head, all wearing the Con symbol out for show. Growling my engine deeply with anger, I speed up to go up to ninety miles per hour. It still didn't work and the Cons shot at us, with humans still around to watch the battle unfold itself.

Multiple of their shots had it their target and caused me to swerve to get away. It doesn't end well for the both of us as my body is forced to shift back and he to tumble off. For him not to land painfully, he transforms into his bipedal and rolls with me.

My skin burned from the newly made injuries and the lack of blood to cover the road burn. I hissed as another shot landed too close for comfort and in reaction; I shot off into the air to go after them. Attacking jets from the air wasn't the smartest idea in the world as they are much faster than me and it almost didn't end well for me.

A jet rammed into my wing and throwing me off beat. I begin to plummet back to the ground as my attempt to straighten myself almost fails. Righting myself in the air, I use the added speed to catch up to the jet that dared to knock me out of the air.

Sinking my claws into his armor and securing myself on him, I dig at his armor to get it off. The plane does invasive maneuvers to try and get me off of him. It doesn't work and he finally nose dives into the ground after losing control of everything.

Right before he crashes into the ground and gets himself killed, I jump off and head to kill the last one of the ground. Sunstreaker is helping me take them down by slicing at them with his twin blades on his arms when the Con would fly too low to the ground.

It was an easy kill for the last as Sunshine had already wounded the Con. After we catch our breath for a moment, I shift back painfully into the Ford Raptor and around the pot holes made by the missiles and bullets of the Cons. We continue our journey like nothing happen.

My heart is beating in my chest and feels like it's about to shoot out. The excitement is what had me all riled up and ready for another act to come, gladly none came and we head back on the road. Hopefully we'll get in range of their bond because I don't know how much longer my body can take the shifting back and forth of being an inanimate object.

Knowing it was risky to head back to Saint Mary Lake, I wanted to check it out once more. I wanted an mental image of it so when I'm on the run again (these guys won't need m for much longer and will kick me out after realizing the real monster I am) my mind could pull it up on my death bed.

Finding an area where I could make a Uie, I make the Uie and begin our journey back to the lake. Sunstreaker moved around on the flatbed to catch my attention and I only ignored him, pay more attention to the road in front of me.

It didn't take long to reach the lake again and I pulled into the same spot from before. The night was attempting to take over the sky by the time we had reached Saint Mary Lake and the brighter stars are shining on the darkening sky. The moon was shining and glowing beautifully on the water, making the scene an amazing sight to see in your life span.

We stayed here for a couple of hours to watch the sky become dark fully and it was finally time to leave. It was a depressing feeling to leave the place, it felt like he had just gotten there and was leaving a few seconds later. This was a place that needed to be visited again, that is for sure.

Leaving the place to park your car and slowly pulling away on the dirt road, I merge back onto the highway. This time heading south to get back on U.S Highway two and hopefully getting near enough for Sunstreaker to contact his twin.

We were a few miles from the Idaho border when the pain was too much. My tires are shaking badly, looking like they are about to fall off. I pull over on the quiet highway and release the stress on my body by shifting back to normal.

My body couldn't stay still and convulsed from the extreme amount of pain it was emitting. The rocks on the side of the road dug into my scales from the lack of snow covering the ground.

While shifting back into my normal form, I had accidently dropped Sunstreaker roughly on the ground. He saw my form convulsing and slowly rolled his way over to me, flashing his lights to catch my attention. Not paying any attention to the yellow frontliner, I try everything in my power to stop my spazzing body.

Time ticked away and my body finally stopped but the pain was still underneath my scales. Unlike any other time, it felt like someone poured lava underneath my scales and used a hammer to smash all my bones in my body. My organs felt out of place and not functioning correctly, like a switch in my brain told them all to stop except my heart and lungs. It was hard to get the needed oxygen in my lungs to be able think properly and move any of limbs the way I wanted to.

"What's the problem?" He questioned while staying his distance.

Finding my voice and trying to keep it as steady as possible. "Shifting in-to inanimate objects are pa-inful and having to stay in those forms are even worst, especially for the time we had being on."

Sunshine believed it was a smart idea to press him front bumper to my leg (I understand he was trying to comfort me, surprise, surprise, but you don't do that while someone is in a critical position) to comfort me. Reacting on my pure instinct and thoughts of him wanting to hurt me, I lash out with my deadly claws and dug my claws into the front part of his hood, scratching his paint. We are both at fault.

He reels back from the shock and pain and angrily transforms into his bipedal form. His fist smashes into the ground next to me his eyes stared with a dangerous threat to them, he was going to kill me. My thought ran wild and I attempted to take off in the air to get away from him. His servo grabs at my wing, catching the bottom part of my finger winglets, and throwing me away like garbage.

Gladly the area he threw me at was where the highway was open to allow the road to pass through the trees. Before plummeting back to the ground, I right myself and hovered way out of reach of him as he stomps, more like limps, his way over to me.

His twin blades slide of their sheaths and he swings them at me, trying to swat me out of the air like a fly. "Get down here so I can tear your pathetic human body limb from limb." My wings had taken me too far out of reach for his servos or twin blades to get me.

In mid swing, he completely stops all movements and a look of shock passes over his face. A hint of what could be happening came to mind, he could contact his twin. He retracts his blades and turns to the west, where the base is in the direction of from our position.

Without saying anything more to me, he transforms and races on the wrong side of traffic in the direction of west. He wasn't to make with injuries that have yet to fully heal (specially the one across his chassis as it is deep and have a chance of reaching his spark).

Not wanting the bot to rust on the side of the road (yes, I do care for the stubborn bot. He can be meaner than a bull but our trip together was nice), I follow him high in the air with my scales as black as the night sky above me.

Like I have said before, he didn't make it far before his engine failed him and he couldn't go any further. He doesn't even transform and stays still for many minutes; I knew he wasn't dead by the low hum his spark is giving. Slowly descending while being valiant in case he is faking it and getting ready to attack me, I land in front of him.

He flashes his lights at me and attempts to rev his dying engine to ward me off; he wasn't in any condition on going any further on this trip. Taking a deep breath to calm down my racing heart, I speak to him with a stern tone to my voice. "Don't ever do that again. We are both at fault because you scared me and I attacked in reaction... Let's get you back to base Sunshine."

Once again he revs his engine at the name calling and attempted to move forward to hit me, he was too weak. Letting my body shift back for the hopefully last time, I ease the flat bed underneath him and settle him on top. Pulling back onto the road and crossing the middle to get to the right side, I speed back up to the speed limit.

At the top of a hill, I spot the familiar red Lamborghini racing his way towards us, not caring about the speed limit. Some of the others are way behind him and following the rules of the road.

It didn't take any time for Sideswipe to reach us and his twin painfully transforms to embrace Bull's-eye.

By the looks of it they didn't bring a trailer to carry the injured frontliner, which means I would be forced to carry him. Hopefully the base isn't that far way and I wouldn't have to be in this form for much longer.

"Who's in the vehicle? Is it Midnight?" Sideswipe questioned while jabbing his thumb in my direction.

Sunstreaker shook his head to answer his twin. "No that's Midnight," Sunstreaker reintroduced me. Bull's-eye's mouth dropped in shock as he stared down at me; the others finally made it to us and transformed into their bipedal form. They also heard what Sunstreaker said and their face plates expressed shocked.

Sideswipe kneeled down next to me and poked the top of my vehicle form. "Midnight is that really you?" he gasped. Flashing my lights at him to answer his question and staying in the vehicle form because I would be naked in front of all of them and it would be pain to shift back and forth once more. "Why haven't you gone back to your normal form yet?"

While in this form, I don't have a mouth answer him and gladly Sunstreaker spoke for me. "It's painfully for her to shift back and forth. Also I have to ride with her." Sideswipe finally gets it and told us we should get going back to the base. Sunstreaker hops back on the flatbed and we being the end our journey back to the base.