Luna had now returned after spending a good amount of time in the autobot base. She had been forced to say why she believed why the decepticon medic was no threat, of course she didn't tell them how she and Knock Out met otherwise they might take it the wrong way. The fact that they raced and Knock Out could have killed her wasn't really a memorable moment. Although Optimus didn't remember her inspiring words on the Nemesis he did trust her. Thought the others took a good few hours to convince them to respect her own decision and of course she played the human rights card. Either way she didn't listen to what they had to say about Knock Out. She had been with the con for a large amount of time and she was fine, the bots presence actually made her life better- he made a difference. She very much doubted that the autobots would have done anything to help her, Prime had a rule about interfering in human affairs. Even then after that they had added her to the comm system should she them or should they need her and of course Ratchet laughed at that. She was sure that having been a mechanic and learning about cybertronians from Knock Out that she could be useful, she even understood their biology. After she confirmed their contacts Optimus had Arcee take her home.
She enjoyed the ride home. Having a motorcycle herself meant that she was used to it but it did make her yearn for using her bike again. She had sworn not to use it but having said that she planned on using it for transportation not racing, racing was a thing of the past now. She considered using the bike during the journey considering that the truck she had bought and planned to fix up was gone, sucked away by the tornado to never be seen again.
Luna did have to reassure the femme that she would be okay and that Knock Out's presence with her was nothing to fear. When Arcee had left Luna immediately messaged Knock Out to let him know that she was fine and back home to which he had replied and told her that he would come as soon as he had completed his task that Megatron had given both Breakdown and himself.
She had immediately gone inside and began making herself a late lunch, she was quite hungry as she hadn't had a proper meal in a while because she was on the Nemesis. She definitely didn't want to go back knowing that she'd be stuck in a single room and escape was futile.
Luna wasn't a naturally neat person so when it came to her workshop everything was everywhere. She was in the middle of cleaning the workshop when Knock Out came roaring in, the doors already open to aerate the building. He transformed before he stopped making him skid on his feet. It was obvious right then that he as in a good mood, his classic grin on his lip plates as he stared down at her. "Must have been a good mission"
He shrugged as he watched her move around putting things in their rightful place. "More like a less complicated mission" she didn't reply only wait for him to elaborate "Bulkhead and Bumblebee turned up and while I was getting away with the objective Bee was running behind me" he laughed
"Wait Bumblebee was running after you while you were in your vehicle form" he nodded to confirm
"He even used an old truck to keep up"
From what she understood about their biology she thought over why Bee didn't transform to follow Knock Out. She knew that the two liked to challenge or show off their speed to the other. As she thought the room was silent. There was no reason to why Bumblebee didn't transform to pursue Knock Out unless...unless he couldn't transform. "Bee's T-cog"
"Looks like the bot is missing a very valuable organ, one that can't be replaced"
Poor Bee she felt bad for him. Knock Out was right it was valuable, transforming was a vital part of a cybertronian it gave them access to faster travel and their weapons. She brought out her phone from her jeans pocket and began messaging the scout, telling him that if he needed her then all he had to do is ask, even if it was just for someone to talk to. She had quickly got a reply from the autobot making her think that he was probably confined to the base and had nothing better to do. The scout had thanked her for her concern. Luna giggled at the thought of Bumblebee driving Ratchet up the walls.

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Roman d'amourLuna Birch was an average 24 year old that was running or to be more literal racing. She couldn't get away from her life fast enough but when adventure nearly runs you over and then saves you, you can't just walk away. Knock Out wasn't really sure w...