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By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: Hello everyone! First I would like to say a BIG hug is sent to Kazumi-chan124 who's grandmother just passed away. We wish you all the best and our thoughts are with you. Now, on to the craziness!
Chapter One Hundred Five: Directionless
“Is it me, or is this road going in circles?” Bumblebee called out to the older Autobots as they drove along.
“-I’d have to agree,-” Barricade joined in with a serious tone. “-This doesn’t seem right.-”
“-What are ya guys talking about?-” Jazz called back completely unaffected by the rather negative vibes coming from the other cars in waves. “-I still see Prowl so we must be on the right track.-”
“But where’s Optimus?” ‘Bee asked as he looked around at the few trucks that he could see. “And I don’t see Ratchet either. They’re both the most noticeable.”
“-It should be fine,-” Jazz insisted. “-But since you’re all freaking out, I’ll go catch up to Prowl and ask him.-”
“Thank you,” ‘Bee sighed as the small silver car began darting through traffic.
“-I have a bad feeling.-”
Both Barricade and Bumblebee jumped at this announcement and Sam and Miles looked back at the larger Decepticon. “-You do?-” Barricade asked surprised. “-Then we may be in more trouble than we thought.-”
“What do you mean?” Sam asked as he turned back around and placed his hands back on the steering wheel when he saw a family just staring at him from the SUV next to them. Sam just glared back before he turned to hear Barricade’s answer.
“-Soundwave always knows when things are about to go belly up,-” Barricade replied with a sigh.
“-‘Belly up’?-” Soundwave asked confused.
“-Go worse than a Decepticon strategy meeting,-” Barricade clarified.
“-Ah.-”
“It can’t be that bad, can it?” Bumblebee asked worriedly. “I mean, what could go wrong?”
“Hey Prowl! Wait up!” Jazz called out as he weaved around another small car to try and catch up with Dodge Charger. “Honestly, why won’t you answer me?” he tried again. “You can’t tell me you’re still angry about my tagging along, are you?”
Still static and Jazz mentally frowned. No matter how angry Prowl ever got with him, he never gave Jazz the silent treatment before. With an annoyed huff, Jazz increased his speed and managed to get right up next to the vehicle only to stare in surprise. Instead of “Tranquility Police” a large “State Highway Patrol” stared back at him as did the two humans inside. Quickly activating his holoform and praying that the humans hadn’t noticed the lack of a driver, Jazz allowed the humans to pass him by as he dropped back in shock.
“-Well?-” ‘Bee was quick to radio him. “-What did he say?-”
“-Better question,-” Barricade’s stunned voice spoke up. “-Dose that sign say what I think it says?-”
“-What are we doing in San Francisco?-” Epps stunned voice suddenly called out over the radio. “-I thought we were nowhere near there!-”
“-JAZZ!-” ‘Bee cried. “-What happened?-”
“Um… funny thing guys…” Jazz chuckled nervously. “But I think we took a wrong turn somewhere.”
“WHAT?” two stunned voices yelled back.
“-We’re lost again?-” Epps laughed. “-How did that happen?-”
“…Apparently we were following the state police,” Jazz admitted sheepishly.
“-So we’re in San Francisco?-” ‘Bee asked with a small groan.
“Just entering it now actually,” Jazz told him as he pulled up a web browser. “Hey! Check out the bridge! We are so going over that at least once!”
“-What?-” ‘Bee cried out. “-But we have to get back to the others!-”
“Oh relax,” Jazz chuckled. “We should at least check out the place while we’re here.”
“-Alcatraz!-”Epps suddenly called out, startling the mechs. “-I always wanted to go there.-”
“-But…-” Bumblebee began.
There was a laugh from Barricade. “-Face it Autobit. I think we’re stuck for now.-”
“-But what about the others?-” ‘Bee began.
“-Don’t worry. Our own radios should still be able to communicate,-” Barricade told the youngster. “-It’s when we reach Alaska that we’ll probably be out of range.-”
“If not before then,” Jazz chuckled as he began calling Optimus’ own number.
“-And besides,-” Epps joined in. “-I could always just call Will’s cell.-”
Bumblebee sighed in defeat. “-Optimus is not going to be happy.-”
“It’s not like we did it on purpose,” Jazz replied. “I thought I was following Prowl! And he’s the one who’s going to be pissed off. I’ll have to make it up to him tonight with something a little extra special.”
“-TMI!-” ‘Cade, ‘Bee and Sam all shouted as one.
“-Really Jazz, we don’t need to hear about your love life,-” Barricade drawled.
Jazz just chuckled as he connected with Optimus. “Hey Optimus! You’ll never guess where we are!”
“SAN FRANSISCO!” Optimus burst out. A small child in a passing car began wailing after this startled announcement and Optimus cringed as the car moved past him.
“-What’s going on?-” Ratchet asked as he pulled up alongside the large truck.
“You are not going to believe what happened,” Optimus groaned.
“-Does it have something to do with the twins?-” Wheeljack inquired as he pulled up along Ratchet’s other side.
“-What’s going on out there?-” Perceptor called out. “-Is something wrong?-”
“Just the usual insanity,” Optimus called back before he switched back to his long distance communicator, putting it on speaker so everyone could hear. “What do you mean you’re in San Francisco?”
“-Strange story that,-” Jazz chuckled. “-Thought I was following Prowl but turned out it was the State police.-” Optimus and the others just listened stunned as Jazz snickered again. “-Funny, huh?-”
“-I’ll see if I can locate Prowl,-” Ratchet sighed as he pulled forward ahead of them. “-He’s not going to be pleased.-”
“You do realize that Prowl is going to probably blow a gasket when he hears this,” Optimus warned.
“-Like I did this on purpose!-” Jazz replied with a small huff. “-It was an accident and if he doesn’t like it than he can sleep on the side of the road.-”
Optimus groaned. “TMI Jazz.”
“-What’s TMI stand for?-” Perceptor asked curiously.
“Never mind,” Optimus told him before he got back on with Jazz, a worrisome thought occurring to him. “You’re not alone, are you?”
“-Of course not,-” Jazz said reassuringly.
Optimus sighed in relief. “Good.”
“-I’m with ‘Bee and the ‘Cons.-”
“I take it back,” Optimus growled. “Not good.”
“-Sam’s in San Francisco?-” Ron called out, stunned.
“-We didn’t even notice,-” Steve gasped distraught. “-Anything can happen to them. What if they get pulled over by the cops?-”
“-Well, they are with ‘Bee and Jazz,-” Wheeljack tried to reassure them. “-They at least know this planet better than I do.-”
“And if they’re with Soundwave then Epps is there too,” Optimus added.
“-That’s good news at least,-” Ron sighed.
“-I’ve got some bad news,-” Ratchet drawled as he appeared next to Optimus again. “-I don’t see Prowl anywhere.-”
“What?” Optimus shouted. “He’s gone too?”
There was a burst of laughter from the radio. “-He got lost too? This is great! He can’t yell at me then,-” Jazz laughed.
“-I get the feeling he’ll yell at you anyway,-” Ratchet drawled before he turned back to Optimus. “-There’s another problem.-”
Optimus just groaned. “What now?”
“-The Lambo’s were with him,-” Ratchet said with barely suppressed laugh.
“-Holy Primus, he’s going to kill me!-” Jazz cried out.
“What else could go wrong?” Optimus groaned. “Prowl nor the twins are equipped to be out on their own. They don’t know the planet like we do.”
“-I think Ironhide was with them,-” Wheeljack announced. “-Or do you think he’s lost too?-”
“No, he’s with Prowl and the Lambo’s,” Optimus said with a relieved sigh. “And Will is with them, thank Primus.”
“-At least they have one human with them,-” Ron chuckled.
“-How long will it take you to catch up with us?-” Ratchet called out to Jazz.
“-Man, how should I know?-” Jazz replied. “-I don’t even know where you are.-”
“We coming up to Sacramento,” Optimus told him with a sigh. “See if you can catch up to us there, I’ll try and get in touch with Prowl.”
“-Man, what I wouldn’t give to hear that conversation!-” Jazz laughed. “-Later!-”
Optimus sighed as he clicked off his long distance radio. He glanced over at Ratchet. “I told you I had a bad feeling,” he drawled.
Ratchet just laughed. “-You’d probably have a better chance getting in touch with Ironhide. I don’t think Prowl knows how to bounce his signal from the cell towers,-” he told the big rig.
“-Where do you suppose they are anyway?-” Perceptor spoke up from the trailer once again.
“Hopefully not somewhere too far out of the way like San Francisco,” Optimus muttered as he switched on his radio once more.
“Hey guy… did that sign read ‘Lake Tahoe’?” Will suddenly asked with dread as he looked around at the rather large town they were passing.
“Bigger problems,” Ironhide sighed. “Check out the next sign.”
“How in the world did we end up in Nevada?” Will cried out alarmed as he stared at the huge sign that welcomed them.
“Of all the…” Ironhide grumbled as he activated his communicator. “Damn it all Prowl, what the hell are we doing in Nevada?”
“-What are you talking about now?-” Prowl sent back, rather annoyed. “-What’s the problem?-”
“What’s the problem?” Ironhide shouted back. “The problem is we’re in the wrong state! How did we end up in the wrong state? We should be going north not east!”
“-What?-” Prowl sounded rather alarmed now. “-Are you telling me we’re going the wrong way?-”
“-We’re going the wrong way?-” Sunny suddenly cried out in surprise. “-What do you mean we’re going the wrong way?-”
“-We can’t be going the wrong way. I still see Jazz…-” Prowl trailed off as the Pontiac solstice suddenly took off turned off into a human rest stop and pair of humans stepped out. “-Um…-”
“-You were saying?-” Sunny chuckled.
“-I didn’t know!-” Prowl snapped.
“It doesn’t matter, we’re going the wrong way,” Ironhide snarled. “Not only the wrong way but we’re completely off the map!”
“The California map that is,” Will sighed.
“We’re totally off course!” Ironhide finished in a shout.
“-But that’s impossible. We can’t possibly be lost.-” Prowl said adamantly.
“Okay then. how did we end up in Nevada?” Ironhide drawled.
There was a pause. “-Shortcut.-” Prowl finally said.
“A shortcut!” Will yelped. “What?”
Ironhide was quiet for a moment. “Do you even know where Alaska is?” he finally asked.
“-It's still part of this country,-” Prowl announced. “-I’m sure we can’t be that far off.-”
“-Prowlie got us lost! Prowlie got us lost!-” Sunny and Sides began to sing song.
“-I did not get us lost!-” Prowl snapped back. “-We just don’t know where we are.-”
“The very definition of the word 'lost',” Will laughed as he turned around in his seat and pulled out his duffle from the back. “Hang on and let me see where I put that map I packed.”
The Autobots beat him to it however as they pulled up a digital version of the map. “-What’s Reno?-” Sides asked curiously.
“-Ohhh! That place looks like fun!-” Sunny said after checking it out on the web. “-Can we stop there?-”
“No!” Ironhide shouted.
“-Awwww,-” the twins chorused.
“-Will you two be quiet so I can get in touch with Optimus,-” Prowl snapped.
“-But we want to go to Reno!-” Sunny replied.
“No, now be quiet you two,” Ironhide yelled at them.
“-Thank you Ironhide,-” Prowl thanked the top kick.
“You shut up too. I’m going to call Optimus,” Ironhide snapped. Prowl amazingly didn’t say anything to the rather heated set down as he slowly pulled a little ways away from the larger vehicle. Ironhide just huffed as Will began chuckling in amusement. “You hush up too,” he told Will, though not as harshly as he had told the others.
Will was of course, completely unaffected. “I must say that this trip has been interesting so far.”
“Day one… It’s only day one,” Ironhide groused as he opened a channel. To his surprised, it was already occupied.
“-Ironhide, where in the Matrix are you?-” Optimus didn’t even bother with a greeting, instead getting right to the problem.
Ironhide sighed. “Sorry Prime, but you’re not going to believe what happened.”
“-You can tell me all about it later,-” Optimus interrupted. “-Just tell me you’re somewhere close to Sacramento.-”
Will looked down at the radio with bright eyes as Ironhide groaned. “Nowhere even remotely near it.”
“-Then where are you?-” Optimus demanded.
Ironhide braced himself for Optimus’ reaction to the news he was about to give him. “We’re in Nevada.”
“-NEVADA!?!-” Optimus shrieked.
Will dropped the map and clamped a hand over his ears at the shrill sound. Ironhide instantly turned down the volume in the cab. “Sorry Will. I forgot Optimus could get his voice that high when he’s agitated.”
Will just blinked down at the radio. “What’d you say?”
Ironhide just sighed and connected again with Optimus as his boss finally managed to stop sputtering. “-Nevada?-” Optimus said again in disbelief. “-That’s even further than San Francisco!-”
Will glanced up from the map puzzled. “San Francisco?” he muttered as he quickly found the town on the map. “What about it?”
“-Never mind that,-” Optimus said. “-How in the did you end up in Nevada?-”
“-Long story,-” Prowl finally spoke as he pulled next to Ironhide.
“-The twins?-” Optimus asked with a tired sigh.
“Well, actually-”
“-Prowl got us lost!-” Sideswipe shouted from the Top Kick’s opposite side, interrupting the gunner.
“-He’s the one who did it!-” Sunny added cheerfully. “-We are completely innocent!-”
“I highly doubt that,” Ironhide snickered and the yellow Gallardo huffed and pulled away again, Sides hurrying to catch up.
“-Can you get back to Sacramento?-” Optimus asked.
“That would take a while,” Will said with a frown as he stared down at the map. “It would mean back tracking and wasting some major time.” He placed a finger on I-5 and looked at its relationship to Lake Tahoe. “The best bet,” Will continued on. “Is for us to do a loop and met up with you back on I-Five. What are we on anyway?” he asked Ironhide.
“I think Eighty-eight,” ‘Hide answered him.
Will frowned. “Then I think we need to get up here to three ninety-five. That turns into Forty-four and that takes us right back into California and back to I-five in Redding California.”
“-And look! It goes right past Reno!-” Sides chirped.
“NO!” The older mechs shouted.
“-Killjoy’s-” Sunny muttered.
“-I suppose it’s a good a place as any,-” Optimus sighed. “-I’ll get in touch with Jazz and let him know the meeting place.-”
“-What do you mean get in touch with Jazz?-” Prowl suddenly shouted, nearly pressed against Ironhide as he butted in. “-Isn’t he with you?-”
“-Um…-” Optimus sounded nervous and Will glanced back down at the dash, an eyebrow raised. Ironhide just groaned.
“He’s lost too, isn’t’ he?” the gunner asked with dread, already knowing the answer.
“-Unfortunately.-”
“Honestly,” Ironhide sighed.
“Oh…!” Will’s eyes widened with comprehension. “San Francisco.”
“-Exactly,-” Optimus said sourly.
“-YOU LOST HIM?-” Prowl shrieked. “-You mean he’s out there somewhere by himself, lost? What if he runs into Starscream? Or worse, Sector Thirteen?-”
“-Now calm down Prowl, he’s not alone,-” Optimus said soothingly.
Prowl sighed in relief as he moved away from Ironhide. “-Thank Primus.-”
“-He’s with ‘Bee and the ‘Cons. Well, I better give him a call. Talk to you later, Optimus out.-”
There was stunned silence for a long moment. “-He’s with WHO?-” Prowl suddenly burst out.
Ironhide just groaned as Will went back to studying the map, hiding his laughter. “Thanks a lot Prime,” Ironhide said sourly before he turned to Prowl. “Calm down, will ya? They’re not that bad. There’s no reason to get so bent out of whack.”
“-He’s with the slagging ‘CONS? How is that suppose to make me feel?-” Prowl demanded.
“Uh… guys… where’d the Lambo’s go?”
There was a pause. “Slag it!”
“-Nevada!-” Jazz yelped.
Barricade glanced over at the lieutenant confused. “What are you babbling about now?” he asked warily.
“-Nevada!-” Jazz said again.
“-We got that part,-” ‘Bee said. “-What about Nevada?-”
“Don’t tell me,” Barricade groaned. “That’s where they are, isn’t it?”
“-Apparently,-” Jazz laughed.
“-Wow, that’s even further off course than we are,-” Bumblebee chuckled.
“Speaking of, we’d better get back on the road,” Barricade drawled as he glanced over at the humans a few feet away staring at Soundwave.
“-Oh, right.-” ‘Bee quickly honked his horn and the three humans standing on the viewing point turned. Sam waved to ‘Bee before he turned to speak to Miles as they darted off towards a concession stand while Epps took his own turn at the binoculars.
Barricade just huffed as his door was suddenly opened and two figures dashed into his back seat. “And where were you two?” Barricade demanded sternly.
“Around,” surprisingly Megatron’s voice came out of the smaller silver mech.
“He made me do it!” Rumble shouted pointing at Megatron.
“Do what?” Barricade drawled.
“N-n-nothing!” Frenzy insisted innocently.
“Honest,” Megatron snickered.
“What. Did. You. Do?” Barricade demanded to know angrily. It was then that the small area was suddenly bombarded by noise as nearly every single car surrounding them started wailing as their car alarms went off in tandem. All of the humans at the small look out raced to their cars, leaving the small group of odd exotic cars momentarily alone.
Barricade frowned at the noise as Sam and Miles quickly raced over towards where the four Cybertronions were parked. “What in the world happened?” Sam called out frantically as he searched all four cars for any signs of damage. “Why are the car alarms going off?”
“Hey! Don’t look at me man!” Jazz cried out.
“Barricade!” Bumblebee shouted accusingly.
“It wasn’t me either!”
“Rumble! Frenzy! Front and center!” Soundwave suddenly bellowed. There was some snickering from the animal mimics.
“W-w-what?” Frenzy asked innocently as he poked his head out of Barricade’s back door window.
“What did you two do?” Soundwave demanded.
“It wasn’t us!” Rumble quickly called out, still hiding in Barricade's backseat.
“Then who was it?” Soundwave inquired.
Frenzy twitched and a dark, sinister laugh rang out. “I must admit these humans are fun to play with!” Megatron laughed.
“Damn it Megatron!” Bumblebee snarled as Jazz burst out laughing.
“What? What’s wrong with having a little fun?” Megatron asked innocently.
“Sir, with all do respect, do you want us caught?” Soundwave asked.
“I highly doubt that Sector Thirteen is going to come running to a bunch of car alarms,” Megatron said dryly.
“Classic man,” Jazz laughed.
“I thought so,” Megatron grinned.
“Okay guys!” A new voice shouted and everyone froze as Epps wandered over, his gaze aimed right at the surprised Frenzy and Megatron. He frowned at them before he turned to Sam and Miles. “Anyone care to explain this one?”
“Um…” Sam and Miles shared a worried look as Barricade and ‘Bee shifted on their tires. They all came up with the same answer at once. “Primus did it!”
-To Be Continued

Author's Note: Erp, Meg just doesn't know when to keep his yap shut, does he? Join us tomorrow for chapter One Hundred and Six: Confessing
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