Blood, Guts, and Transformers (Sam Witwicky X Reader)

Welcome to Winchester Automotive!

The engine of the impala was loud as it drove towards Epps designated location. The address he had sent me seemed to be close by, and it was easy to get there. The armored cars were there, along with a really nice GMC Topkick 6500 pickup truck in the drive. Parking beside it, I murmured as I got out.

"Well, aren't you just a beauty?"

I shut the impala's door and murmured, patting the hood.

"Be back later, Baby."

I walked up to the door and knocked on the door, hearing some laughter from inside. The door opened and there stood Epps. He grinned.

"I see you decided to cooperate."

"I came on my own accord, thanks. Don't get your head stuck in your ass."

He laughed and stepped aside, letting me walk in to the home. It was nicely furnished, and a woman came up to me, the dark-skinned woman holding a tray with glasses on it.

"Hey there! Epps and his friends told me all about you. (Y/n), right?"

I looked over to Epps and replied.

"Yes, ma'am, that's me."

She chuckled and shook her head, the bouncy curls swinging.

"No need for that. Just call me Tanya."

I nodded and she gestured with the tray.

"Lemonade?"

Grabbing a glass, I murmured my thanks and she left. A couple kids ran around, and I assumed they were hers. Epps said.

"That is one of my friends wife. A good woman. The party's outback, though. Follow me."

I sipped the lemonade, scrunching my face at the sour taste, and walked outside with Epps. The smell of cooking food made my stomach rumble and it made me realize that I hadn't had a home-cooked meal in months. I recognized a few of the men that had helped me get my sign up, and some of them cheered.

"Aye, it's (Y/n). Look guys!"

A few of them greeted me and I smiled, giving a two-finger salute to them. Epps patted my back, seeming smug.

"See? Told you that it was required of you to attend."

"Shut up, Epps."

He grinned and walked me over to a man with sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, and a handsome face.

"This is William Lennox, one of my best buds. Will, this is (Y/n). The mechanic girl I was telling you about."

I was awestruck. He had this air of confidence to him, authority pouring from him like an aura. He held a slight resemblance to my father, and it had my breath hitching. His eyes were like bark, dark and seemingly old. He stood and greeted me, holding a hand out to me.

"(Y/n), huh? It's a pleasure to meet you. Epps doesn't shut up about you at all. Might as well be his kid, huh?"

I smirked and glanced to Epps, who was rolling his eyes. Shaking William's hand, I remarked.