Blue Monday|Transformers.

Chapter 11: Clara?

[Title: Clara? - Murray Gold].

Clara still felt her heart racing as this autobot Mirage sped down the road to wherever they were going. She couldn't believe it, after seven years she encountered another autobot. The only benefit so far was no sight of the murderous decepticons. Shit, she couldn't wait to tell Charlie and her mom about this honestly. Though part of her didn't want to tell them because they'd get pissed about the stealing car portion, autobot or not. She did not want to deal with an angry Charlie and Rose. She shuddered at the thought. However, she was handling a new autobot a bit better than when she first met Bumblebee. Surprisingly, even Noah was handling it better than she did the first time around. "Is it just me or are we going way faster than necessary?" the breathless Clara asked when this Mirage screeched down the street to the right before veering off into an alleyway. Noah's eyes widened when he realized the same thing and began screaming.

"Yo, yo, yo, slow down! Slow down!" He shouted beggingly as the car sped right for the abandoned warehouse straight ahead. It swung to its left before screeching to a stop and throwing Noah out his door while Clara's door opened, allowing her to step out instead of being rag-dolled out of the door. She quickly rushed around the car to get to Noah who had finally stopped flopping around on the ground when the car, well Mirage, began to transform into his bipedal form.

"Noah, Noah, are you okay?" Clara asked concerned when she reached his side to help him sit up. However, the whirring sound and the sound of moving metal stopped him before he could answer, especially when a new voice reached their ears.

"Whoo-hoo-hoo! That felt good!" the voice of Mirage cheered excitedly and the two slowly turned to look at the autobot. Well, this was going interestingly for sure. "Gets the oil pumping, you know? Damn!" He beamed with a large grin, swinging his arms back and forth and stretching, as Noah began clambering backward in shock and fear while Clara shot Mirage a glare.

"You hit me!" Clara pointed accusingly at the autobot while Noah weakly reached out to stop her.

"Teddy...Clara...stop..." He whimpered beggingly but the woman just ignored him.

"It was an accident! I didn't mean to!" Mirage raised his hands in surrender.

"You demolished my bike! And nearly got us killed multiple times by the cops!" She snapped with a growl, her fists clenched at her side as she gave Mirage a firm look. "I don't give two flying shits that you're an autobot, that's not okay!" Clara angrily huffed and Mirage paused in surprise, staring down at the human. Wait a second, she knew about them? How?

"Wait, wait, wait, you know about autobots?" the autobot asked stunned.

"I met an autobot named Bumblebee in the late 80s," Clara explained herself while Noah listened and stared utterly stunned.

"Of course you did," Mirage muttered to himself before he blinked in realization. "Wait, you're her...or well, one of the hers. He told us about you and another girl. You Charlie or Teddy?" He informed the woman who let out a puff of air and crossed her arms.

"It's actually Clara, but most people call me Teddy." She corrected him coolly and Mirage squealed in excitement.

"Oh man, I've been dying to meet you forever." He bounced on the balls of his pedes in excitement and Clara blinked rapidly. "He told us everything. How you and Charlie saved him, brought him back to life, and kept him safe from humans." Mirage rambled and that was when Clara decided to step in again. She wanted to know one thing, where was he?

"Where is Bee?" She frowned and Mirage shrugged.

"I don't know. Bossman made us split up ages ago for our safety."