Who Guards the Guardians? (TFP/Bayverse crossover)

Unknown Allies

~Rewrite on 12/7/2019~

As Rachel and Raf enter the building, Raf closes and locks the door while Rachel cautiously moves towards the large living room. "H-Hello?" She says, turning the corner to gaze where the light had come from. Raf creeps up behind her and gazes over her shoulder. A tall man with unbrushed brown hair stands straighter and gazes at them. "Hi guys... Name's Sam."

Raf and Rachel's jaws drop.

The boy smiles slightly. "Guess you know who I am...." He shoves his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels. "So... You're probably wondering wh-"

"Sam Witwicky...." Rachel states bluntly and walks forward. "That explains how you knew everything." She glares at him, and he takes a step back. "They are after you, aren't they?" He raises his hands. "N-Now hold on. You kept asking questions a-and I answered them!" He gazes at Raf, eyes pleading for help. The younger boy stutters in. "R-Rache..... We asked for this. He only helped us! You can't blame him for the government catching on."

Rachel only glares at Sam, then huffs. Turning around, she walks towards a room similar to a kitchen. She opens up the old fridge, and smiles. Reaching in, she wraps her hand around a cold glass bottle. It was her favorite soft drink. "At least you remembered what to pack the fridge with." She easily cracks the lid off on the counter side, then walks towards another door. Pushing it open, she reveals a room that contrasted against the rest of this run down shack.

It was decked out in the latest tech and had a large energon reader laying on a table to the side. Attached to it were multiple wires and desk tops, along with a set of speakers. Three chairs were placed at each station, and the girl grins. She easily slides into the first chair which sat before three large screens. "Let's get to work, boys. I'll get the firewalls and H.A.P. protections up. Sam," She swivels in the chair, her voice full of authority. "You know the most about these guys, and since you are helping us, you can't get back to them... Can you?"

Sam shakes his head. "They keep saying I can't help, like I'm useless or something! I'm tired of it!" Rachel smirks at that. "Good. I need you to get on that computer," She gestures to the monitor next to hers. "Raf is going to use the energon reader we, uh, 'borrowed'," "Stole-" "To track it's last energon reading. You are going to use the coordinates he sends you to find out the location. While you wait, you can surf the net to see if any more appearances have happened and try to track the locations of each video." She quickly turns back to her area and takes a large gulp of soda.

"Meanwhile, I'm going to hack back into N.E.S.T.'s network and-" Rachel feels a hand latch onto her chair. "Wait, wait, wait. You've hacked into N.E.S.T.?!" Same yells, and Raf can barely hold in a laugh. He turns towards the other boy, who simply states. "It's easy. You just have to know the right firewalls to break to distract the system and hidden access points to take advantage of while the system attacks the false attack."

Sam's eyes widen, and he turns back to Rachel, who huffs. "Who'd ya think you were helping? Girl scouts?" She quickly removes his hand and turns back to her station. "Now get to work! We don't have much time."

Baffled, Sam sits down and does as he's told. With in minutes, all three are working together as if they had always done this. Raf says a few things to Sam, and Sam relays to Rachel, who nods and types up something on one of her screens. For hours they are at this, the sun slowly drifting down the sky until finally...

"Woah!"

Raf launches backwards in his chair, startling everyone else. He stands and looks at the two, who eye him, then the device questioningly. "It lit up and made a noise!" Rachel, confused, gasps as it makes another beep...... Then another. Slowly, the noise gets faster. In a flash, she rushes over and yanks out out a plug that connected it to a speaker. Turning towards the two guys, her eyes wide, she softly says, "Wicky.... Find that last coordinate.... NOW!" She shouts the last part to get the boy to finally move, and his fingers fly over the keyboard. "U-Uh.... It's...." His hands stop, and he turns to her, his eyes now wide as well.