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By Black Dragon Queen
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Chapter One Hundred Twenty Two: Port of Passage
“-FINALLY!-” Barricade huffed as they finally came upon a sign that read the border was only a few miles ahead of them. “-Canada!-”
“It only took us how long to get here?” ‘Bee chuckled from the lane next to him as they weaved around the slower moving traffic of the town. Luckily, the only snow that they had encountered was the slushing rain in Seattle and it had been smooth sailing since then, but the roads were still wet and the human drivers were taking it safe. In other words, only going ten miles per hour and it was driving ‘Bee insane. “What kind of town is called ‘Blaine’ anyway?” ‘Bee wondered as he went around a slow SUV. He balked as he saw the occupants just staring ahead at the two Lamborghini. “Err…”
Sam frowned deep in thought, ignoring the clear fascination the town’s occupants seemed to have over their convoy. “So how are we supposed to get through?” he asked aloud, puzzled. “Over the border I mean. The diplomatic plates only work for the states.”
There was a squeal of tires and the rest of the Autobots were surprised when Barricade slammed on his breaks and pulled off to the side of the road. “-You didn’t think to mention this earlier?-” he demanded.
“-What? What’s the problem?-” Optimus asked as he crossed two lanes of traffic to get to the small group on the side of the road. “-What’s going on?-”
“-How in the world are we supposed to cross the border?-” Barricade demanded to know. “-Sam say’s our plates only work in this country.-”
“-Keller,-” Epps’ voice came over the radio from where he was seated within Soundwave. “-Supposedly they know we’re coming.-”
“That’s a relief,” ‘Bee chuckled.
“-So what’s the game plan boss?-” Ratchet asked curiously as they pulled out onto the road again. “-It’s not going to end up like the weigh station, is it?-”
“-Well apparently Epps knows more than myself so…-” Optimus trailed off as he and the other two pulled back onto the road.
There was a chuckle from Ironhide’s line. “-We’re suppose to meet some secret service guys at each point,-” Will explained. “-They’ve been briefed on the Cyber-T program so they know a little bit about you guys.-”
“-What about Canada’s government?-” Ron asked from Perceptor. “-Won’t they be curious as to why we’re going through their country?-”
“-Apparently they managed to get some special clearance or something,-” Epps explained. “-I’m not too clear on the details either.-”
“Do we even know where we’re going?” ‘Bee asked puzzled.
“-Apparently the border in ‘Peace Arch State Park’,-” Will announced as he dug some papers out of his duffle.
“-You think we’re going to be meeting Mounties?-” Epps asked with a chuckle.
“-Mounties?-” Perceptor asked absently as he tried to keep himself in between the larger vehicles.
“-As long as they don’t want to do an interior inspection I think we should be okay,-” Jazz chuckled as he swerved around another large truck. Everyone watched surprised as he didn’t move back in front of the vehicle but instead continued to slid over into the oncoming lane. Sam was just relieved that there was no traffic in the other lane. Jazz himself seemed undisturbed as well. “-Whee…-”
“-Jazz!-” Prowl yelped as he went after his small mate.
Jazz had managed to recover soon enough however as he got back the correct side of the road. “-That was fun!-” he chirped, Prowl right behind him in near panic mode.
“-Slag it, be careful!-” Ratchet snarled only to yelp in surprise as a yellow blur slid past him.
“-Jazz is right, this is fun!-” Sunny chirped as he slid by.
“-Sunny!-” Sides yelped as he too went after his own husband only to end up sliding right past him. “-How do I stop sliding?-” he cried frantically as he tried to find some traction.
“-Duh, slow down?-” Barricade drawled as he got beside Optimus. “-Perhaps we should take our time now. At least until we get out of town.-”
“-Agreed,-” Optimus replied as he too found himself having a hard time keeping his tires from spinning. The trailer certainly didn’t help as the momentum continually pushed him forward.
“Do you think we need to get the chains out?” Bumblebee asked the Mustang curiously.
Barricade was quiet for a while. “-Perhaps wait until we’re out of civilization first,-” he told him. “-Maybe after we finally reach Canada.-”
“Just how are you going to get those on anyway?” Miles asked curiously.
“I think that’s why we came,” Sam said sourly and Miles blinked in surprise.
“Oh… Oh!” the blonde’s eyes widened with comprehension. “But I don’t know how to put those on.”
“Neither do I,” Sam admitted with a small frown.
“We’ll figure it out,” ‘Bee chuckled as the group left the town and were once more on the main road.
“-How much further?-” Sunny whined, annoyed that he had been corralled by not only Ratchet and Wheeljack but Sides as well. “-I’m bored!-”
“-Suffer,-” Barricade chuckled.
“-What?-” Sunny yelped aghast at the taunt.
“-I hate to actually agree with the Lambo, but I’m going a bit stir crazy myself,-” Ironhide drawled from where he and Prowl were keeping Jazz between them, much to the Pontiac’s frustration.
“-Once we get into the less populated area’s we should be able to speed up,-” Ratchet told him.
“-Huzzah,-” Ironhide replied flatly. Will just chuckled as he patted the steering wheel comfortingly.
“-This is not going so well is it?-” Steve snickered.
“-Could be worse,-” Ron mused with a small shrug.
“-Just out of curiosity,-” Barricade spoke up. “-But isn’t there some sort of paperwork or something you need when you cross the border?-”
Stunned silence from the humans of the group. “-Err… Will,-” Epps called out hesitantly. “-Did you remember to bring your passport?-”
“I don’t even have one!” Sam yelped as he turned to Miles with wide eyes.
“Neither do I!” Miles yelped. The two stared at one another.
“DAD!” They both shouted as one.
“-Now calm down, I’m sure we’ll think of something,-” Ron tried to say soothingly, though worry was evident in his voice.
“-We’re already with illegal aliens, what’s it matter if we forgot our passports?-” Steve spoke up curiously.
“-Steve’s right you know,-” Will announced. “-I’m sure it won’t matter whether or not we brought our passports.-”
“Easy for you to say, you have your military ID’s!” Sam growled.
“Don’t you have some sort of diplomatic credentials or something?” Miles asked turning to Sam. “I thought you said you were the Cybertronion’s dignitary?”
“I am, but that doesn’t mean that all the paperwork has gone through!” Sam yelped.
There was a groan from the front of the group. “Soundwave!” Optimus called out, forgoing the radios as they had left any and all traffic behind in the town of Blaine. “See if you can’t call Blaster to get in touch with Keller.”
“Affirmative,” Soundwave answered, already connecting the call.
“You would think that the Autobots would be a bit more organized,” Ravage said through a yawn from where he was seated in the passenger seat.
“We did leave in kind of a hurry,” Epps chuckled as the radio clicked on.
“-What’s wrong?-” Blaster’s worried voice instantly came over the line. “-What happened?-”
“Nothing as of yet Officer Blaster,” Soundwave told the distressed mech. “It seems as if some things of importance were left behind. Would it be possible for you to transfer me to the human called ‘Keller’?”
“Huh?” Blaster replied a bit thrown off by the announcement. “-Keller? He went back to Washington after you left.-”
“I thought we were in Washington,” Rumble muttered.
“Washington City not Washington state,” Epps told the puzzled mech.
“Didn’t you download a map of any kind?” Megatron asked looking up from his coloring book.
“Why? We didn’t need it,” Rumble said with a frown.
The optics lightened and Frenzy shook his head. “Ho-ho-honestly,” he muttered swapping out the blue pencil for a green. Rumble just shrugged as he snagged a purple one and drew in a Decepticon logo on the race car he was coloring.
“-I’ll see about getting you connected,-” Blaster announced from the other end of the line.
“Much appreciated,” Soundwave thanked him.
“-Oh… err, you’re welcome,-” Blaster said hesitantly. He quickly cleared his throat before coming back over the line. “-Connecting you now Lieutenant.-”
“Do I make him nervous?” Soundwave asked aloud puzzled after Blaster had clicked off and the sound of ringing filled the cabin.
“Make who what now?” Barricade asked as he pulled alongside the larger Decepticon.
“The Autobot communication officer,” Soundwave clarified. “He always seems to be… apprehensive to speak to me.”
There was a small choking sound from the Mustang. “I’m sure it will pass,” Barricade managed to get out.
“Hmm…” Soundwave thought this over as the connection finally clicked and Soundwave placed it through his speaker system so everyone could hear.
“-Hello?-” a female voice came over the line and everyone was startled by the sound.
Everyone save Soundwave. “This is chief Decepticon Communications officer, designation: Lieutenant Soundwave, patching in a call to the human Keller for Autobot leader, designation: Optimus Prime,” he stated professionally. “Request permission to connect.”
“-Umm…One moment please,-” the woman sound startled before the sound of shuffling. “-John? John!-”
“-What?-” Secretary Keller’s voice could be heard in the distance.
“-I thought you said you wouldn’t give out our number to your work!-” The woman shouted.
“-What?-” Keller called out again.
“-One of those robots is on the phone!-” The woman shouted firmly before she came back on the line. “-He’ll be here in a moment,-” she told them.
“Acknowledged,” Soundwave replied and the woman chuckled.
“-You don’t have to be so formal with me hun, just a simple ‘okay’ would do,-” she told them sternly. “-I don’t care if you are a super advance robot species or what not, say it to me plainly.-”
“Umm…” Soundwave seemed a bit of a loss as Barricade and the First Team along with the humans started chuckling at Soundwave apparent awkwardness.
“-What is it Louise?-” Keller’s voice sounded closer to the phone this time.
“-Did you give our home phone number to that group you’re helping?-” Louise chuckled and there was a muttered curse word before Keller himself spoke over the line.
“-What is it? What happened? Is everyone all right?-” a pause. “-Optimus? You there?-”
“Yeah were here John,” Optimus managed to get around his snickers. “It seems as if we’ve encountered a bit of a snag.”
“-A snag?-” Keller asked stunned. “What kind of a snag?”
“Apparently the humans forgot their ‘passports’,” Prowl announced as Optimus was still snickering.
“-You forgot your what?-” Keller yelped.
“Err…yeah,” Epps winced at the volume of the shout. “Can you believe it?”
There was a sigh. “-Actually I can,-” Keller muttered. “-How far away are you from the border?-” he asked.
“About five miles or so,” Optimus told him, managing to get himself under control at last.
“-Right, I’ll give ‘em a call,” Keller sighed. “-You’re meeting up with agent Hunter at the border and then agent Knight in Alaska.-”
“What like 'Knight Rider'?” ‘Bee asked surprise.
There was a snicker from Barricade. “You watch that show?” he drawled.
“Shut up,” ‘Bee huffed. “It was a good show. At least it wasn’t a cartoon.”
“Animation,” Barricade stressed. “They’re animations.”
“Shut it the both of you,” Ironhide growled and the two instantly went quiet as Sam and Miles continued laughing at the two’s antics.
“Surrounded by children,” Megatron huffed under his breath and Rumble glanced up with bright optics in surprise.
“Will you hush,” Laserbeak drawled from where he was settled in the corner. “Or do you want the Autobots to hear you?” Megatron shrugged as he snagged a bright orange pencil to color in a tree. Rumble shook his head as he got a yellow pencil while Epps was snickering in the front seat, working on his own coloring book.
“Thank you John,” Optimus was saying.
“-Anything else before I get off the line?-” Keller asked with a hint of amusement.
“Sorry again,” Optimus chuckled. “Thanks.”
The others said their goodbyes as Keller hung up and Soundwave disconnected. “So there wasn’t anything else?” Ratchet asked curiously.
“Not that I can think of,” Epps announced as he put the finishing touches on the dog. “I think it should be smooth sailing from here.
“Oh crap! Ironhide, pull over, I think I’m going to be sick.”
“WHAT?”
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe scrambled as the black truck suddenly swerved in front of them and quickly screeched to a halt by the side of the road, passenger door already open so Will could climb out. The rest of the group instantly slowed down as they realized they were leaving one member behind. “Well that was different,” Jazz chuckled as he took the opportunity to get slightly ahead of his overprotective spouse.
Epps frowned as he glanced at the twosome at the curb as Soundwave slowed. “Will’s never been sick a day in his life,” he muttered.
“Maybe he ate something that didn’t agree with him,” Megatron frowned as flipped through the pages.
“Must be,” Epps frowned again but thought nothing more of it as Will climbed unsteadily back into Ironhide.
“You okay?” Ironhide asked his pale passenger.
“I think so,” Will said shakily.
“Good because we’re coming up to the border,” Optimus announced from where he had pulled to the side of the road slightly ahead of them.
“I’m okay,” Will said more firmly and Epps sighed as he shoved his coloring book into his bag.
“Let’s get this show on the road,” he muttered. “How are we going to do this?”
“Everyone should hang back first of all,” Optimus began. “Perhaps only a few should go on ahead and make contact with this ‘Hunter’.”
“Right,” Will agreed coming back to himself. “We have a job to do Epps.”
“Yippee,” Epps drawled as he climbed down out of the parked Soundwave. “So who’s going with who?”
“Do you think we should wait back here?” Steve asked, poking his head out of Perceptor’s passenger window.
“Will?” Epps asked glancing over at the captain.
Will shrugged. “They may want all of us there; then again they may only need to speak to Epps and myself.”
“And me,” Sam announced from where he was now leaning against ‘Bee’s hood. “You’ll probably need my signature or something.”
Will nodded. “Of course,” he said before he turned to Optimus. “Perhaps you should stay here,” he said slowly. “Until we get it official and know they aren’t going to search your trailer.”
“Told you this thing was a bad idea,” Optimus grumbled at Ratchet.
“We still need it,” the medic huffed back sternly.
Sam and Miles shared a grin as they could hear Optimus muttering faintly under his breath, still cursing the over the trailer. “He hates that thing, doesn’t he?” Miles snickered.
“Yeah, no kidding,” Sam chuckled.
“Sam, we’re going ahead!” Epps called out as he climbed up into Ironhide.
“Right!” Sam nodded as he got back into the warmth of ‘Bee’s cab. “Here we go.”
“It ought to be interesting to say the least,” Miles laughed slightly as he glanced over to see that Perceptor was following them at a more sedate pace with their fathers. Miles eyes widened. “Um… we’re being followed you know.”
“Huh?” Sam turned to his friend in puzzlement before he glanced over at the rear view mirror.
“Barricade what in the pit are you doing?” Bumblebee called out, surprised to see that the ‘Con had tagged along behind them. "Are you insane? You don't have a driver!"
“What?” Ironhide yelped. “Oh hell no.”
“What?” Barricade called out innocently. “I’m just curious.”
“Go back ‘Con!” Ironhide snapped. “Before you get yourself in trouble.”
“Too late,” Will sighed as they suddenly spotted two jeeps headed towards them.
Ironhide slowed and the group came to a halt as the first jeep pulled up next to Ironhide’s driver side. “I’m officer Wade of the border patrol.” The driver stated glancing at Will and Epps before he glanced over at the three smaller cars behind. “You the group we’ve been waiting for?”
“Some of them,” Will told him. “The rest are waiting further back. We’d thought we’d scope out the situation first.”
The man, Wade, nodded. “There’s some papers needing the signature of a Samuel Witwicky at headquarters but other than that we’re told that you’re to go right on through.” He eyed the three smaller cars, taking in the Saleen patrol car. “We were told it was some sort of national security of some sorts,” he said, a disbelieving tone to his voice.
“Of gigantic proportions,” Epps chuckled, ignoring Will’s small hiss to “shut up”.
Wade glanced at them again. “If you say so,” he drawled. “Get the rest of your group and meet us up at the gate.”
“Yes sir,” Will nodded. The man frowned again before he continued on down the road behind the four disguised Cybertronions and pulled a u-turn along with his buddy.
“That went well,” Epps chuckled as the border patrol passed them again.
“We’re not out of the woods yet,” Will frowned. “Ironhide, did you call Optimus.”
“They’re coming now,” Ironhide announced and a quick glance in the mirror confirmed it as Will saw the large form coming down the road. To his surprise, it wasn’t Optimus but rather Soundwave.
The large mech pulled up beside them and Frenzy poked his head out. “Op-op-oppy sa-sai-said we should g-go first,” he said with a shrug.
Epps boggled. “‘Oppy’?”
“Probably because you’re the most official,” Will chuckled. “Even more so than Barricade and Prowl.”
“Hey!” Barricade yelped from the back of the line.
“What is it? What happened?” Prowl demanded as he pulled up after Jazz and Wheeljack. “What’s the problem?”
Peals of laughter greeted him from ‘Bee and his passengers. “Nothing,” ‘Bee chuckled, “other than your perfect timing.”
“What?” Prowl asked again, baffled.
“Nothing,” Ironhide chuckled as he started leading the way again.
“So we’re all set?” Optimus asked from the back of the line.
“Apparently we’re expected,” ‘Bee called out.
“Well Keller did just call them,” Ratchet stated logically. “It stands to reason they had some warning.”
“Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?” Optimus groaned.
“Too late,” Jazz stated cheerfully as the spotted the small clutter of buildings ahead.
“Wonderful,” Ratchet muttered as Wheeljack pulled alongside him.
“What is the purpose of the gate anyway?” He asked puzzled. “I do not understand their ‘borders’ at all.”
“It’s a long story ‘Jack,” Ratchet sighed. The engineer didn’t sound at all convinced but he allowed the matter to drop as the group reached the customs buildings.
Sam smirked as he saw the group of officials just staring at not only Soundwave but the Lambos as well. Wade wandered back to Ironhide, another smaller man running behind him. Wade lifted his sunglasses as he stared at the assortment of cars. “Just what type of secret mission are you guys on anyhow?” he muttered as he looked over at Ratchet and Jazz.
“Classified,” Epps chirped and Will rolled his eyes.
“Uh huh,” Wade drawled again. “You’d best leave those fancier cars here,” he stated turning back to Will. “There’s no way for them to get through further north.”
“Actually Officer Wade, they are most crucial,” the smaller man announced while gasping for air as he finally caught up. He paused momentarily to catch his breath before he turned to the rangers. “Captain Lennox?”
Will nodded. “Are you Hunter?”
The small man nodded. “Indeed. There’s some paperwork needed a ‘Mr. Witwicky’s’ signature and-”
Will jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “Yellow Camaro,” he told the man. “The scrawny kid in the driver’s seat.”
“Him?” the man gaped as he turned to see whom it was Will was indicating. “He can’t be more than eighteen!”
“Seventeen but close,” Epps chuckled.
The man just continued to stare surprised as Will rolled his eyes and climbed out. “Come on,” he told the man as he started heading towards ‘Bee and the teenagers. “Agent Hunter, may I introduce Samuel Witwicky,” Will announced as Sam exited the disguised Camaro. “Sam, he’s got some paperwork for you to sign.”
Sam just nodded as he turned to the other man. “Just show me where.”
The man continued to stare at Sam completely stunned for a while before he looked back at Will. “You’re kidding.”
Will shook his head. “Unfortunately no,” he said with a small smirk. “This really is Sam Witwicky.”
Sam quirked his head as he looked at the still stunned agent. “Did you need to see my license or something?” he asked already pulling out his wallet.
The man just shook his head and held out a clipboard towards him. “All I know is these need Samuel Witwicky’s signature. If you’ve got proof your him that’s good enough for me.” Sam just chuckled as he accepted the pen. A quick scribble on a few of the pages and he was handing it back. “Right, theses are your official papers to get through the border on the Alaskan side as Cybertr-cyber what?” he frowned as he looked down at the sheets of paper in his hands.
“Thank you!” Sam said hurriedly as he snatched them out of the man’s hands and quickly pulled out his own and Miles before handing the rest to Will. “Was there anything else?”
Hunter shook his head with a frown as his glasses stared fogging up from the cold. “We’re all set,” he announced turning to Wade. “They’re all clear.”
Wade just glanced back at the smaller cars. “Don’t come back crying to me if any of your cars get snowed in,” he sneered as he turned and made a gesture at the gate guard.
“Oh we’ll be extra careful,” Epps chirped as Will climbed back into Ironhide’s warm cab.
“LET ‘EM THROUGH!” Wade called out and Epps made one last small salute as they passed.
Wade glanced down at the small government agent as they watched the assorted cars drive slowly through the gate, the large eighteen-wheeler the last to pass. “So what exactly do they need up there in Alaska?” he asked curiously.
“Officer Wade, that classified information is even above my head,” Hunter said with a shake of his head. “I nearly had a heart attack when your office told me Secretary of Defense John Keller was on the line.”
“John Keller?” Wade asked with a frown. “Just where did these orders come from?”
Hunter quickly shuffled through the paperwork before he reached the second to last page. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he stared at the signature at the bottom. “From the President of the United States,” he said flabbergasted.
Wade whipped his head around to stare at the small man before he turned to look in the direction the cars had gone. “This country just keeps getting stranger,” he muttered as he turned to head into the warm building and hopefully put this whole business behind him.
-To Be Continued

Author's Note: I apologize to anyone in Blaine. I had to chose some town. Also any rants about Will's what I hope is apparent condition shall be ignored. Join us tomorrow for chapter One Hundred and Twenty Three: Oh Canada!
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