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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: Another chapter I struggled on. I hope it delivers!
TAKE NOTE: This is post 5 of 7 that I am doing in a row! Two more to go!
Chapter One Hundred Thirty Eight: Seven’s Ghosts
They managed to reach the old Sector Seven base just before the storm hit. Luckily, there were also larger buildings to house the vehicles and Sam and the other humans quickly parted ways with the mechs as headed for the main building. Unfortunately, it was just as cold inside as it was out.
“There use to be a back-up generator in the breaker shed,” Eddie announced as he headed back out again.
“Wait up!” Epps called out after him. “I’ll give you a hand.”
“Much obliged,” Eddie nodded and the two men ducked out the door just as the snow began falling.
Sam let out a small puff of air, watching it turn into a small cloud in front of his face with a frown. “It’s gotten colder,” he muttered through chattering teeth. While Keller had provided them with state of the art winter clothing, Sam could still feel the cold and he tucked his hands under his armpits in an attempt to keep some warmth in them.
“The temperature’s dropped dramatically,” Will stated as he began digging through one of the larger duffle bags he and Epps had carried in. “Here,” he said as he pulled out a large thermal blanket.
Miles let out a relieved sigh as he gratefully took the offered blankets and quickly made his way over to his dad while Sam and Ron took another two for themselves. They were just getting settled in the small rec room when the lights suddenly clicked on. “Oh thank Primus,” Sam sighed relieved.
“Primus?” Knight looked up interested from where he was seated in one of the lounge chairs, his own blanket wrapped around him.
“Oh, their god,” Sam explained sheepishly as he pulled his side of the blanket closer to him.
Knight looked as if he wanted to ask more questions when Will finally returned. “Found something to burn,” he announced as he made his way over to the large fireplace. He set the chair down and began to methodically break it into pieces as Eddie and Epps both rejoined them.
“Great, all we need now are marshmallows,” Epps chuckled as he watched Will breaking the chair and throw in some old papers and magazines he had found.
“Can you ever think of anything else beside your stomach?” Will chuckled.
Epps shrugged as he pulled out his own blanket from the duffle bag and immediately placed it around his shoulders. Eddie glanced over at the group and shook his head as he realized that Will was nowhere near Knight, even though that had to be the ranger’s blanket the man was wrapped in. He shook his head as he moved towards the agent while Epps made his own way to Will. “Need help?” Epps asked quietly.
“Nah,” Will shook his head as he finally got the lighter working and one of the magazines to start burning. “With the generator working and the fire, this place should be warm soon enough,” he told the room at large.
Epps frowned before he sighed and held out his arm and placed half of his own blanket around Will’s shoulders. Will looked up at his friend surprised as Epps smirked at him. “Sorry, but Ironhide would kill me if you died of hypothermia.” Will could feel his face flame up, but Epps decided to pretend that it was from the sudden fire that was just beginning to perk up in the fireplace and for that Will was grateful.
The two made their way towards one of the sofa’s across from where Knight was now seated sharing his blanket with Eddie. “So who’s this Primus you spoke of?” Knight asked curiously as he looked towards Sam.
“Oh er…” Sam glanced at Will and Epps who both shrugged at him before he turned back to Knight who was looking at him expectantly. “Well he’s-”
“None of your business human,” a voice hissed and everyone looked over at the door surprised to see Ravage entering, the other smaller mechs right behind him.
Rumble frowned as he looked about room in disgust. “It’s just as cold in here as it was out there,” he muttered as he stepped further into the room. Frenzy just shrugged and moved to sit beside Miles as Ravage moved forward and jump up onto the couch next to Sam. The two condors settled on the backs of chairs as they too looked about the room curiously. Rumble just huffed and finally entered the room completely, seating himself in one of the chairs that Laserbeak was using as a perch. “Still say it’s too slagging cold,” he muttered as he slouched in his chair. He glared as he realized both Knight and Eddie were just staring at him and in turn the others of Soundwave’s team. “What?” he snapped and both men jumped, each looking away nervously as they were caught.
Sam felt a small smirk creep up his lips before he finally turned to look at the few Decepticon’s curiously. “So why are you in here?” he asked them.
Frenzy shrugged. “Th-th-thought it would-d-d be w-w-warmer.”
“Not for a while yet,” Epps chuckled. “These things take time.”
“Your continued enthusiasm astounds me,” Ravaged drawled as from where he had curled up at the end of the couch, his head resting amazingly on Sam’s knee.
Sam snickered as he gave the large head a quick pat before he turned to Eddie. “So is there anything of value here?” he asked curiously. “Documents or anything?”
Eddie shook his head. “Anything and everything would have been taken away the same time they took N.B.E.-One.”
“Megatron,” both Sam and Miles instantly corrected. Frenzy smirked before his optics darkened ever so slowly and the smirk turned into a full on grin.
“Right,” Eddie frowned. “Anyway, like I said this is pretty much just for housing purposes and a place to recoup from working outside.”
“How long did it take to dig him out anyway?” Will asked curiously. “If it was during the forty’s…”
“Actually, the Dam was built around the rock-”
“All Spark,” Sam, Miles, the rangers and all five of the mechs said as one.
Eddie blinked in surprise. “Er, whatever. The dam was built first and then came the brilliant idea of moving NB- I mean Megatron to the same location.”
“Stroke of brilliance that,” Will drawled with a dark frown.
Eddie looked at the ranger puzzled but Sam was too curious to remain silent for long. “So when did you move him?”
“The order came in around nineteen forty eight, but it wasn’t until fifty seven that we finally managed to get him from this location to an actual ship and send him off.”
“Nine years?” Epps asked surprised and Eddie nodded.
“It took a long time to get through thousands and thousands of years of ice. Plus with the war, our own resources were very limited until the very end. That and add the fact that we didn’t even know how large he was,” Eddie finished with a small hapless shrug.
“I would imagine that it was surprising when you finally got him to the surface,” Ron nodded. “You should have seen me the first time I saw Bumblebee transform.”
Sam let out a bark of laughter. “Dad, you ran screaming into the house.”
“Really?” Steve chuckled.
“Shut up Steve,” Ron huffed annoyed even though he was smirking a bit.
“If it makes you feel better, I fainted,” Miles admitted sheepishly.
“That was actually more Barricade’s fault than your own,” Sam told his friend.
“How is Miles fainting Barricade’s fault?” Ron asked curiously.
“He sort of… kind of… sedated him,” Sam said under his breath.
Ravage gave a small snort as Frenzy let out a bark of laughter. “Th-th-that fi-fi-figures,” he laughed. “’C-‘C-‘Cade ha-a-ates when pe-pe-people p-p-panic.”
“No kidding,” Sam snickered.
“So after Megatron was moved to Hoover Dam, you were given your notice?” Will asked turning back to Eddie curiously.
Eddie shook his head. “We were given the option, though most of us took the choice of early retirement,” he explained. “Seemed best to pass on the whole ‘scientific research’ phase of the project to the newer generation.”
“I hear that,” Ron laughed. “I can just barely work the dang satellite recorder for the football games.”
Sam rolled his eyes at Miles. “He has me do it,” he lamented and Miles snickered before he leaned forward to speak to Sam in a stage whisper.
“My dad does the same thing.”
“I do not,” Steve frowned and Miles and Sam both shared an exasperated look.
“What was it actually like back in Sector Seven’s hay day?” Will asked as he turned back to Eddie.
“Same as any other I suppose,” Eddie smirked. “We all felt that what we were doing would change the world. That we were going to help our country and ensure that we would remain a supreme power.” Eddie’s smile dropped and he shot Sam a quick look. “Though you wouldn’t think so watching the news this past summer.”
Sam’s gaze dropped immediately to his lap but Will quickly came to his defense. “If Seven had left very well enough alone it wouldn’t have gone the way it did,” he told the older man. “Optimus and the others did try to warn them but what did Seven do? They captured Bumblebee and Sam and dragged them out to Arizona before trying to put ‘Bee in the same frozen state that Megatron was in for study.”
“Really?” Eddie looked over at Sam surprised and he nodded in conformation. “The yellow Camaro that’s always with you?”
Sam nodded. “Luckily Will and Epps arrived with Secretary of Defense Keller and were able too… get our release.”
“Nearly shot Simmons too,” Will chuckled.
“Well no wonder he hates you people,” Steve laughed but Eddie’s head had quickly shot up as he stared at the ranger captain.
“Simmons?” he asked curiously. “Not old Walter’s kid?”
The others looked at each other curiously before Will turned back to Eddie. “I’m not sure about his father’s name but he did mention that his father had worked in Seven before him.”
“Reggie Simmons?” Eddie pressed and Epps nodded.
“I think that’s his first name.”
“‘Reggie’?” Rumble snickered. “Odd names you people call yourselves.”
Eddie sat back with a small smirk. “Then that’s Walter’s kid all right,” he drawled.
“You knew Simmon’s father?” Sam asked him intrigued.
“Sure did,” Eddie nodded. “Was just one of the excavation crew myself, but we were a tight knit group those nine years. Walter wrote to me after his kid was born.”
“What did Simmons father do for Sector Seven anyhow?” Sam asked curiously.
Eddie smirked. “You mean besides practically run the entire operation single handedly?”
“What?” Everyone nearly shouted.
“Simmons dad was the head of Sector Seven?” Will asked, wide eyed.
“Indeed,” Eddie nodded. “Not officially mind you, considering we never went by those titles in those days but in essence, a majority of the other higher ups were all terrified of him.”
“How so?” Will asked puzzled. “Was he really that scary of a person?”
Eddie surprised the group when he let out a laugh. “Actually, he was one of the nicest guy’s you would ever meet!” he told them. “The only thing was he’d been with Sector Seven for so long that he knew where all the secrets were buried.”
“How interesting,” Steve murmured. “You wouldn’t think it just by looking at him.”
“Indeed,” Will nodded, though he didn’t look as interested by the news as much as shameful. “That explains why he resents us as much as he does.”
“Yeah, imaging growing up hearing all these stories about this great secret organization that was protecting man kind and thinking that you would some day join them and make a difference and when the time finally does come, here’s this teenager who’s made contact with them and telling you that everything you’ve learned all your life was wrong,” Epps nodded. Everyone just stared at Epps, stunned and Epps frowned back at them. “What? I’m only stating fact. I feel sorry for the guy now.”
“Simmons is bitter because he wants to be,” Will told his friend. “It was his choice on what to do with his life after Seven was disbanded.”
“Ahh but once you’re a part of Seven it seems to almost ingrain itself inside you and it basically does becomes your life,” Eddie told him with a small smile.
“Then we really owe him an apology,” Epps sighed as he sat back in his seat with a frown. “I always thought he was a prick because he was just a prick.”
“As I said, Sector Seven almost becomes a way of life,” Eddie stated. “I retired from the ranks willingly but look at me now years later. Back in the same old housing unit trying to keep warm with even more N.B.E.’s as company.”
“Watch who you call an ‘N.B.E.’ human,” Ravage growled, lifting his head off of Sam’s leg to stare at the human. Sam quickly reached down and began rubbing the top of the large cat’s head and soon enough, Ravage dropped it back down onto his knee.
“Then what do you call yourselves?” Eddie challenged.
“Decepticons,” Rumble smirked. “But a majority of those in the hanger are of the Autobot faction.”
“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” Eddie frowned as he looked at the different mechs before finally looking over at Will and Epps.
It was Sam who spoke. “The Cybertronions, that was the name of their planet by the way, Cybertron. Anyway, they were at war over the All Spark- the large rock found in Arizona. That was their planet’s power source, the battery if you will, and it was a race to see who would find it first and with it, control Cybertron.”
“Really?” Knight asked enthralled, practically at the edge of his seat as he listened to ever word that Sam was saying. Sam had forgotten that the man was still there, as quiet as he had been so far and the boy had to wonder just how much information the man had received before their impending arrival.
“Yeah,” Sam quickly got back to the story. “Megatron, the one you found up here, had gone after it and Optimus and the others had to essentially catch up.”
“It’s why the final battle happened out in Mission City,” Epps continued. “Took them that long to just find where Megatron and the All Spark had gone and then actually get here.”
Eddie stared at them as the implications began to sink in. “You mean those cars out side are over thousands of years old?” he asked amazed.
“Though you wouldn’t think it watching the way they act,” Steve snickered.
“I think our sons had a lot to do with that,” Ron chuckled as he looked over at where Sam was seated, Ravage’s head still in his lap.
“Dad,” Sam sighed exasperated.
“I’m only stating truth,” Ron laughed.
Eddie was looking back and forth at the group, a puzzled look on his face. “But if they found the ‘All Spark’, why are they still here?”
The rangers, teenagers and all five of the mechs went very quiet. It was Frenzy who explained. “All-ll-ll Spar-ar-ark was de-de-destroyed,” he said sadly. “No m-m-more batt-tt-ttery.”
Eddie and Knight both went wide-eyed as Eddie looked over at Will for conformation. Will nodded slowly. “With out the All Spark, there was no way to save their home planet.”
“You mean that they’re all essentially orphans?” Eddie said stunned.
“Well I never really thought about it, but I suppose you could call them that,” Sam said with a small shrug.
“You know, when you put it that way…” Epps trailed off and even Steven and Ron had gone quiet as they realized just what had taken place those few months ago in Mission City and what it had meant for not just the Autobots but all the Cybertronions.
“Oh please,” Ravage huffed as he got up once again and jumped back down off the couch. “It’s not like it was the end of us. We’re still alive.”
“Now you’re starting to sound like Optimus,” Laserbeak drawled.
“You want to say that again?” Ravage hissed, raising one of his paws to show sharp claws at the end. The birds just laughed as Ravage began growling.
“You know, I think it’s warm enough now to do a bit of exploring!” Sam said quickly as he jumped up from the couch. “What do you say Miles?”
“What? But I’m finally comfortable-” Sam shot his a desperate look. “On the other hand…”
Sam smiled gratefully. “We’ll be back,” he said as he dropped the blanket and headed for the door. He stopped long enough to shoot the mechs a look. “Any of you coming?”
“Wa-wa-wait up!” Frenzy chuckled as he jumped to his feet and quickly made his way to Sam’s side.
He looked pointedly at Rumble and the other mech just sighed. “Oh all right,” he huffed, climbing to his feet.
Ravage and the birds were quickly there as well as Sam waved at his father and the others in the room. “Later.”
“Just don’t leave the building!” Ron called out after them before he turned to Eddie. “There isn’t anything here that they could get in trouble with, right?”
“Nah,” Eddie shook his head as he stared at the empty doorway where the mechs and teenagers had disappeared. He sat back up from his slouched position and looked over at the rangers, one eyebrow raised. “So what’s the deal with those mechs always following Sam?”
“Oh, er,” Will began and he and Epps looked at one another unsure of how to answer the ex-Sector Seven man’s question when Ron laughed.
“Didn’t Knight tell you our last name?” he asked him curiously.
Eddie stared at the other man puzzled before he glanced at Knight who shrugged just as lost. “No, what has that have to do with anything?” Eddie asked. “And I don’t think you ever gave me your first name either.”
“Yeah, what’s so special about your last name?” Knight asked just as lost.
Ron just grinned before he looked over at Eddie. “The name’s Ron Witwicky,” he said with a grin.
The reaction was just like he thought it would be. Eddie’s eyebrows went up while his jaw went down and the man stared at him in stunned surprise. Knight, however, was still just as completely clueless. “You mean as in Archibald Witiwicky’s decedents?” he asked completely flabbergasted.
“Well, one branch of the family anyhow,” Ron laughed. “It seemed that Megatron activated briefly when great grandpa Archibald fell into the cavern and the location of the All Spark was engraved into his glasses, which I gave to Sam when he turned sixteen.”
“So when the mechs arrived, they looked up anything that might lead them to Megatron and found some old clippings of Archibald Witwicky writing in Cybertrionion when he was in the mental ward,” Epps continued with a nod.
“So that’s how you got all involved with this,” Steve chuckled. “Your grandpa wasn’t as crazy as they said he was.”
“Nope, just apparently clairvoyant,” Ron laughed.
“Are we sure that’s what it was?” Will suddenly spoke up with a frown.
“What do you mean?” Ron asked surprised as he looked over at the ranger.
“Your grandfather being able to predict the war,” Will explained. “Was he psychic or was it something more?”
“What?” Epps looked over at his friend completely baffled. “What are you talking about?”
“Think about it,” Will said turning to him. “Sam can talk to Primus! Even the mechs can’t talk to Primus directly!”
“I thought Sam said that Primus was their God,” Knight said with a frown.
“He is,” Ron said absently before he returned his full attention to Will. “But what are you saying?”
“From what I read of the reports, your grandfather was writing in Cybertronion and he predicted a war between these large robotic creatures in the not too distant future,” Will explained. “How in the world would he suddenly be able to not only write in a completely foreign language belonging to another planet, but also accurately predict a war taking place with said other planet’ inhabitants?”
The others just stared at him at a completely loss before there was a gasp from the other ranger. “Don’t tell me you think it was Primus talking to him?” Epps cried out as he finally latched onto what Will was hinting at.
“It’s fully possible,” Will nodded. “We still are unsure as to Primus’ full capabilities. He did create a whole planet.”
“And they locked him away for it,” Steve stated sadly.
“Mmm,” Ron nodded.
The whole group remained silent for a long time before Eddie finally turned to Steve. “So how did you get involved in all this Mr…?”
“Lancaster, Steve,” Steve nodded. “And simply really; my son is Sam’s best friend.”
“Well that figures,” Eddie chuckled as he looked over at the rangers.
“Captain Will Lennox,” Will gave a small salute.
“I gathered that much from the ship ride over here,” Eddie snickered as he looked over at Epps.
“Sergeant Robert Epps, but just call me ‘Epps’,” he said with a large smile.
Eddie nodded. “Edward Westfield. Please to meet you.”
“Well now that the introductions are done with, who’s hungry?” Epps asked excitedly as he pulled his duffle over.
Will could only roll his eyes. “Honestly Epps.”
“What?” Epps snickered as he held out a foiled wrapped item. “Pop Tart?”
“How long do you think it will last?” Optimus asked as he pulled up alongside the Mustang that was looking out the slightly parted doorway.
“The slag should I know?” Barricade huffed as he backed up and rolled back to his corner where Soundwave was apparently in recharge.
“I do hope it ends soon,” Perceptor huffed from the other side of the building. “We need to get to work finding the Energon and soon.”
“The Energon will still be there when the snow stops,” Ironhide huffed. “Stop your worrying.”
“And would someone close the door? It’s freezing!” Sunny huffed from where he was huddled against Sideswipe.
“Really freezing,” Sides groaned. “Why didn’t we just stay at the base? This is no fun at all!”
“We did try to warn you,” Jazz snickered.
“It was your own idea to follow us you know. You didn’t have too,” Ratchet added.
“But we didn’t think it would be this cold!” Sideswipe groaned.
“I hate winter!” Sunny suddenly shouted, startling everyone in the enclosure. Even Soundwave was jerked out of recharge as the sound was bounced off the walls.
“Get in line,” Barricade snarled as he sat back on his tires.
“And how much longer before we can go home?” Bumblebee sighed.
Barricade just groaned. “Slag.”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Yup, Old Eddie knows some secrets! LOL Eddie's growing on me and I here's the insight on "Walter" Simmons! :p Much more to go!
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