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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Apologies: I’m so, so, SO sorry! I really am but we’ve now entered the jury selection stage of my court case. Yeah, you heard right! We’re picking the jury! -Cries- Why can’t this thing just END? So I’ve been really, really, REALLY stressed out which is NOT good for my writing. However I felt really, really bad about no update for nearly 3 weeks and I knew I had to do something. So this chapter is really choppy and I’m not so sure about it but I had to give you guys SOMETHING for being so patient! I actually JUST finished this ten minutes ago, no lie! I just finished typing after writing on and off all day between errand so not edited and I apologize for that as well. I may end up re-writing this. Please tell me what you think!
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Chapter One Hundred Forty Nine: Megatron’s Major Mistake
Silence fell over the two lone Autobots that were in the far corner of the ARC’s main infirmary as they just stared at one another. Sam felt his breath hitch as he realized the multiple repercussions Optimus’ small statement could possibly mean. He only prayed that the other Autobots kept their cool when learning about Megatron’s and Frenzy’s rather… odd circumstance.
Sam quickly glanced over at the mech still standing there frozen in shock just staring at his young leader. The two mechs continued to just stare at one another and Sam’s lungs began protesting to the prolonged breath he was holding as he waited for some sort of reaction. What he got wasn’t at all what he expected. Ratchet, for his part, just continued to stare at Optimus for a long moment before ever so slowly re-raising the small hand held scanner and began running it over and around Optimus’ head.
“Slag it Ratchet, I’m serious!” Optimus huffed as he tried to slap the scanner away.
The medic leaned back as he glared at his patient. “Maybe Perceptor was right and you knocked about your logic circuits.”
Sam nearly collapsed as the air left his lungs in a whoosh. Luckily it was soft enough that the two mechs glaring at one another didn’t notice. Optimus frowned at his medic. “I’m serious,” he growled. “I could have sworn I heard him!”
Ratchet continued to look at him for a while before he sighed and set the scanner aside. “Optimus-” he began.
“No Ratchet,” Optimus snapped, surprising both medic and teen. “I know what I heard!”
Ratchet shook his head as he dropped his hand on Optimus’ shoulder. “No Optimus. You didn’t.”
Optimus’ angered expression dropped into one of confusion and uncertainty. “But-”
“Optimus,” Ratchet spoke softly, as if to a small child. “Perhaps when you hit your head you managed to knock about some of your memory circuits. It’s playing back some saved files.”
“But, but I could have sworn I heard him...” Optimus’ optics winked off and on as if he really were a small lost child as he looked up at Ratchet pleadingly. “When I hit the ground I could have sworn I heard him call me by my old name.”
Ratchet gave his leader a very sympathetic look. “I’m sorry Optimus.”
The other mech was quiet for a long moment before he finally nodded, turning his gaze towards his lap. “Ironhide doesn’t hear a word about this,” he finally growled after a brief silence.
Ratchet just chuckled. “Promise, but he’s not the one you need to worry about.”
“Jazz either,” Optimus added his head snapping up to gaze right directly at his companion.
Ratchet just shrugged. “Oh I’m not going to tell him anything,” he promised before he looked up and smirked. “Then again, no one ever has to tell him anything.”
“Tell who what?” Jazz asked as he arrived back into the infirmary, a pair of stools swung over his shoulders.
“Nothing,” Optimus said quickly and Sam cringed. That was a bit too obvious.
Jazz clearly thought so too as he looked at one then the other before he finally looked over at Ratchet. Ratchet shrugged at him before turning to put the different tools away, ignoring Optimus’ pleading look. Jazz looked over at his leader and good friend. “Whatever,” he said dismissively as he hiked stools off his shoulders.
Now even Ratchet was looking up. “‘Whatever’?” he repeated in surprise with a small tilt of his head. “That’s it?”
Jazz just shrugged as he brought the stools down. “What can I say? We have the whole return trip for me to start grilling him.”
Optimus looked horrified as Ratchet smirked in agreement. “You’re pure evil Jazz,” he chuckled.
The small saboteur smiled. “Don’t I know it,” he laughed as he hopped up on one of the stools. “So what’s the diagnostic?” he asked Ratchet as he looked over at Optimus who was frowning at the both of them.
“Other than some dings in his plating, he’s fine,” Ratchet announced as he started going through some of the different cabinets to see what they offered.
“I see your search was successful,” Optimus announced, desperate to change the subject as he motioned to the two items Jazz had acquired.
Jazz just nodded as he looked down at the seats in question. “Yeah, but this is pretty much it unless Sunny’s found something on the upper levels,” he said with a sigh. “Most of the things were bolted down.”
“Makes sense considering that this is a space cruiser,” Ratchet nodded as he looked over a strange viewing box.
“One would think that they’d be able to un-bolt them,” Optimus drawled with a long look at Jazz.
Jazz frowned at him. “Hey, this is only the first run man,” he pouted. “Besides, I checked out the lower levels and most of that is storage units that are still locked. I only found these in some sort of work room.”
“Wheeljack seen that yet?” Ratchet asked setting the box aside.
Jazz shook his head. “He’s still outside with the others mining the Energon.”
“He’ll probably want to look at that before we go,” Ratchet stated with a sharp nod.
“Hopefully Sunny has has better luck with the furniture,” Optimus continued with Jazz.
“There’s still a whole lot of ship left unexplored,” Jazz said with a small frown. “Most doors are still locked and that Teletraan dude is refusing access. I don’t think even thirty percent has been looked at.”
Optimus heaved a rather large sigh. “That’s our first problem clearly,” he muttered. “Perhaps Wheeljack can override it somehow? What do you think?”
Ratchet frowned as he realized that both mechs and Sam were all staring at him. “How the slag should I know? Half the stuff he tells me about I don’t understand. I just nod and make noncommittal noises at appropriate intervals.”
Jazz burst out laughing. “Wow! You certainly adapted to married life quickly.”
Ratchet just gave Jazz an amused look. “We have been together for a few nicycles you know.”
Optimus shook his head, a small smile on his face as Jazz snickered in the background. “I think I’d best head outside and see how they others are doing with the Energon,” the big rig announced as he finally stood. He turned towards Sam. “Do you wish to accompany me outside?” he asked him.
Sam actually surprised the Autobot leader by shaking his head. “I’d think I’s actually prefer to explore around the ship a bit more,” he announced as he pulled his coat closer around himself. “Just look around.”
“Avoiding the cold, huh?” Jazz snickered even though Optimus and Ratchet shared a concerned look. They had their own opinion as to why Sam was more than likely avoiding the others and it had nothing to do with the weather. Optimus wasn’t sure what to do about it however and it looked as if Ratchet was just as lost.
With a small sigh, Optimus held out a hand for Sam. “We’ll take you out to the hall.”
“Bye,” Sam waved to Ratchet and the others as Optimus and Jazz headed for the door. The adults waved absently as Ratchet nodded to him before the automatic doors slid shut.
“Now you be careful,” Optimus warned him as he set him back on the floor once they exited the infirmary. “There are still many things we don’t know about this place.
“Optimus, it’s not like he can open the doors,” Jazz chuckled. “The service panels are too high for him.”
“Oh… I suppose you’re right,” Optimus agreed with a small shake of his head. “Well, just be careful anyway.”
Sam nodded and waved as Optimus headed off to rejoin the others outside while Jazz went back to checking the other unexplored areas of the ship. As soon as the two Autobots were out of sight however Sam’s shoulders dropped and he looked up and down the hallway. The main reason he didn’t want to go outside was hat he knew that Barricade and Bumblebee were still out there and at the moment he didn’t want to see either of them. He had a small feeling that neither of them wanted to see him right then either.
With a small sigh, he turned and started walking up and down the different hallways. It was so strange. The idea that Sam was possibly Linked to Barricade. The idea was just mind-blowing, especially since Sam was missing one important detail. He didn’t have a spark, which was a rather major factor if he understood this whole “Linking” idea correctly. It would explain a few questions Sam had regarding his sudden feelings for Barricade that appeared almost seemingly out of the blue.
Sam frowned as he was suddenly jerked out of his thoughts with the sudden realization that he couldn’t go any further and was now facing a rather immovable wall. With surprise he turned to leave when his path was cut off as doors slid in front of him. “Slag,” he huffed as he started looking around to try and find a way out.
“-Destination please.-”
Sam jumped at the sudden sound of Teletraan’s mechanical voice and he suddenly realized that he was in an elevator. He wondered how he could possibly get out of there with his limited knowledge of Cybertronion. “Umm…”
“-‘Um’ not recognized. Destination please,-” Teletraan repeated and Sam could have sworn he sounded annoyed, but that was impossible right?
“Uh,” Sam ran through the few Cybertronion words he knew and tried to pick one that would work for an elevator. “Up?” he tried hopping beyond hope that he was getting the correct clicks and whistles. “Er, main place?”
“Destination confirmed,” Teletraan announced and Sam breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator started moving up.
He wondered if he should have gone with Jazz or returned to the small group mining Energon outside with Optimus when the doors opened and he quickly picked a corridor at random, walking more to clear his head than to actually explore. He really didn’t want to think about anything at the moment. Not with the guilt he was feeling about Optimus on top of his confusion regarding Barricade and ‘Bee. It was a bit nerve wracking when he had learned that Optimus had heard Megatron’s rather frantic call when that random missile threw him. It was even worse that Sam knew for a fact that Megatron was there and he couldn’t tell anyone about it. Speaking of…
Sam slowed his steeps as he heard soft muttering coming down the hallway he was traveling. It was with some surprise that Sam realized that he recognized the voice and it belonged to the very mech he had been thinking about. With a start, he turned the corner to find two small mechs standing outside a large door.
“Aren’t you done yet?” Rumble huffed as he watched the other silver mech rip out a service panel cover and started yanking out different wires.
“Are you kidding?” Megatron’s deep voice was unmistakable. “I only just managed to get in.”
“We’re going to get caught,” Rumble growled as he turned to glare at the mech who was half sticking out of the panel. “And that’s my mate’s body your in, remember? Nothing had better happen to him or-”
“Relax,” Megatron huffed as poked his head out of the now gaping hole. “I know what I’m doing. Now go back to watching out for anyone so we won’t get caught.”
“Err…” Rumble drawled as he had just spotted Sam who was watching them from the end of the hallway. The two were just staring at one another.
“What? What is it?” Megatron sounded worried as he crawled back out and followed Rumble’s gaze apprehensively.
The optics lightened and Frenzy shook his head as he saw Sam. “Oh ho-ho-honestly,” Frenzy whapped Rumble’s leg in annoyance. “Its j-j-just Sam.”
Sam’s eyes widened in surprise and he felt a bit miffed at the quick dismissal but then again, he wasn’t that much of a threat. “What are you guys doing?” he asked as he started heading towards them.
Rumble jerked a thumb in Megatron and Frenzy’s direction. “Ask our oh-so-supreme leader,” he growled as he looked back down at Megatron who was crawling back into the service vent.
“I’ll say this,” Megatron’s voice echoed out from the hole. “I’ve never been so grateful to be trapped in your mate’s smaller body.”
“What?” Rumble snarled but Megaton had fully climbed into the service panel and disappeared.
“Hey!” Rumble yelped as he suddenly dove into the hole after the other mech.
Sam stood there for a long moment frozen in surprise before he glanced up and down the hall and shrugged. “What the heck,” he muttered as he quickly went after the two mechs. “Where are we going?” he called out.
“How should I know,” Rumble growled as he tried to catch up to the scrambling mech. They three continued to shuffle along in the small shaft moving left then right and then what seemed to be circles. Sam huffed wondering if he should have followed the two mech on whatever crazy mission they were on this time when the mech in the lead called out.
“We’re almost there!” Megatron called out before he suddenly looked over his shoulder and Sam could just barely make out the mech’s outline. Only the dark red optics was any clue as to where Megatron was. “Hang on.”
“What?” Rumble and Sam asked curiously before there was a small shake and Sam yelped as he suddenly felt himself falling. Thankfully he didn’t fall far before he landed with a small thud on something. It took Sam a moment to fully gather his wits about him and he groaned as he sat up, squinting at the bright light that was shining in his eyes as he tried to get his barring.
With a surprise Sam bolted straight upright as he suddenly realized that the light that was illuminating the room wasn’t from overhead lights but rather from the large panel window right in front of him. There were ice sheets covering the window but they were clear enough that Sam could see the blue sky on the other side. “Where are we?” he muttered as a hand wrapped around his elbow and pulled him up.
“Megatron,” Rumble growled after Sam was standing on his own and he released the boy’s arm. They both looked over at Megatron who was now walking towards a large computer. It was then with a start that Sam realized that they weren’t even standing on the floor but rather were standing instead on a standard Cybertronion sized desk. With a quick glance around, he realized that there were more desks about and even more computer screens.
“This is the main bridge,” Megatron announced as he went towards the monitor and booted it up.
Sam gawked as he looked over Megatron. “What?” he gasped in surprise. “Optimus and Soundwave tried to get in here earlier!”
“I know,” Megatron grunted as he started going through different files. “I had Teletraan bar then from entry.”
“Why?” Rumble asked just as confused. “I mean I understand why you would keep Optimus out but Soundwave?”
“Have to clear a few things first,” Megatron muttered as his fingers flew over the keys and Sam glanced at the screen just in time to see the giant red “file deleted” flash across the screen as Megatron continued on through three more files.
“Just what are you erasing?” Sam asked suspiciously.
“Nothing too damaging,” Megatron assured him. “Just some personal files.” Rumble and Sam just stared at Megatron and he looked back in surprise. “I’m serious. It’s just some things I’d rather Optimus not see.” They continued to stare at him and Megatron frowned as he looked over at Rumble. “I don’t pry into your relationship with your partner, do I?”
Rumble seemed surprised and a bit sheepish as Sam glanced at the two mechs before Megatron went back to typing. “Speaking of,” Sam began a bit hesitantly. “He heard you, you know.”
“Who heard what?” Megatron asked absently as more “file deleted” flashed across the screen.
Sam rolled his eyes. “Optimus,” he clarified. “He heard you when you called out during the fight with Starscream.”
Megatron froze, his fingers hovering over the large keyboard as he just stared at the screen for a long moment. “That’s impossible,” he finally announced as he went back to typing. “We were too far away.”
“Nevertheless, he heard you,” Sam insisted firmly.
“How in the world could Optimus head him over the fight?” Rumble asked with a frown now looking at Sam with a disbelieving look.
Sam shrugged but he never looked away from Megatron as the mech froze again. “No,” Megatron gasped, as he seemed to be looking at nothing in particular. “I couldn’t have…”
Sam and Rumble glanced at one another puzzled before Sam turned back at Megatron. “Couldn’t have done what?”
“Slag it!” Megatron roared as he slammed his fist down on the keyboard that made a large “error” message flash across the screen. “I can’t believe I did that! After I was so careful!”
“Careful with what?” Rumble asked in exasperation as he crossed his arms and glared at the other silver mech.
“Slag it,” Megatron huffed as he began pacing. “How could I have done that?”
“Megatron, what did you do?” Sam asked with a small frown.
Megatron looked over at Rumble and Sam before he heaved a sigh and held out his hands helplessly. “I think I finally completed the connection of our Links and Aligned.”
“You WHAT?” Rumble cried out stunned. “How could you do that?”
“I don’t know!” Megatron shouted back.
“Didn’t you even think?” Rumble continued now following the still pacing Megatron. “Did it ever cross your circuits that this might not be the best of times?”
“Don’t you think I know that?” Megatron shouted back.
“What are you guys talking about?” Sam asked surprised as he looked back and forth at Megatron and Rumble trying his best to follow the conversation.
“While in my mate’s body?” Rumble screeched appalled, ignoring Sam’s attempts at getting some sort of answer.
Sam twitched as he clamped one hand over his ear at the sheer volume. “What? Your Link with Optimus?” Sam asked Megatron surprised as he looked back at the other mech. “I don’t get it.”
Megatron frowned as he glared at the teen. “Didn’t the Autobots explain anything to you?” he huffed. “I Aligned our sparks! How could I have been so stupid!”
“Extremely stupid!” Rumble snarled as he watched Megatron start to pace again.
“I’m confused,” Sam stated with a frown as he looked between the two mechs. “Doesn’t getting Aligned mean you’re getting married?”
Rumble frowned as he looked over at Megatron. “Just what exactly are those Autobots telling him?”
“I don’t know,” Megatron threw up his hands before he turned back to Sam. “The ‘wedding’ bit is actually more like a reception your kind has. Basically it’s one big excuse to party.”
“Linking is the sparks calling to one another,” Rumble nodded taking over the conversation. “Alignment just means that they’re fully synced.”
“It’s like I said,” Megatron frowned. “It takes a strong emotional connection to fully Align the sparks.”
“Usually it’s the actual… er, act of combining our sparks but it can actually be anything that has strong emotional ties,” Rumble announced a bit embarrassed with a small tilt of his head.
“Like when you see your beloved flying though the air possibly dead,” Sam finished in realization as he looked over at Megatron. Megatron just frowned before he turned back to the computer and began deleting more files. Rumble and Sam glanced at one another surprised. “So what are you going to do?” Sam asked curiously as he turned back to the former Decepticon leader.
“Epically since you’re still in my mate’s body!” Rumble added with a growl.
Optic’s lightened and Frenzy looked over at Rumble with a frown. “L-l-leave him a-a-alone,” he growled. “We have e-e-enough go-go-going o-o-on.”
“It’s a valid question though,” Sam said with a frown. “You told me you were planning on not saying anything to Optimus. You weren’t going to act on the Link.”
“He what?” Rumble yelped stunned before he looked over at Megatron with bright optics. “You were going to ignore the Link?”
“Like I had a choice,” Megatron muttered.
“But-but if you really did Align your sparks-”
“What in the name of Primus can I do about it now?” Megatron snapped, startling the other two in the room with the pain that they could clearly hear in his voice. “Look at me!” he cried gesturing towards himself. “I don’t even have my own body! What does it matter if we’re Linked or not? Nothing can come of it! He deserves better, especially after everything I put him through when-when I was taken over by that… that…”
Sam and Rumble glanced at one another surprised before Sam stepped forward hesitantly. “Maybe there is a way,” he said softly. “When we get back, I could use the All Spark to speak with Primus again. Perhaps he can figure something out.”
“Hey, we don’t even have to wait! We could just-”
“It doesn’t matter,” Megatron snapped, interrupting Rumble. “It just,” he sighed as he turned back to the computer and started shutting it down. “It just doesn’t matter anymore.”
“How can you say that?” Rumble began only to have Megatron cut him off once again.
“This conversation is over,” Megatron snapped.
Sam stared at the once leader in sympathy. Here Sam thought his love life was a circus. “What are you going to do now?”
Megatron sighed as he moved towards a side chair and jumped down to the ground. “What can I do?”
“You can’t just leave it like this though,” Sam insisted as Rumble helped him down to the ground again. “There has to be something you can do.”
“Not at the moment,” Megatron sighed. “Open main doors please.”
“-Yes Lord Megatron,-” Teletraan said flatly.
Megatron glared at the main computer he had just been on. “And don’t you start either you meddling AI.”
Rumble looked over at Megatron puzzled and Sam poked at the confused mech. “What’d he say?”
“Never you two mind,” Megatron growled as he exited the now open doors.
The optics lightened and Frenzy soon came to the forefront. “He’s u-u-upset,” he announced to his two companions.
Sam sighed as Rumble reached out and slung an arm around Frenzy’s shoulders refusing to let go. “So where are you two headed now?” Sam asked curiously.
“B-b-back outs-s-side,” Frenzy announced. “We s-s-snuck away.”
“And knowing Soundwave as we do, he’s not going to be happy,” Rumble sighed. “Actually I’m amazed Ravage hasn’t hunted us down yet.”
“Well, good luck,” Sam announced with a wave. “I think I’m going to continue to check around the ship.
“Bye,” Rumble nodded to Sam as he quickly went after his partner and former leader respectively.
Sam waved back before he dropped his arm. Things were getting rather confusing rather fast as he thought over Megatron and Optimus’ newest situation. Here Sam thought he had it bad. Things were just moving too fast for him to really compute. It was almost as if the past few days had been a dream. He could almost hear Bumblebee’s voice again, yelling at Barricade angrily.
Sam froze in surprise. That really was Bumblebee talking and Barricade was striding away as quickly as he could. Sam stared in shock as Barricade finally stopped and the two were just glaring at one another. Just what had he stumbled across now?
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Join us next time for chapter One Hundred Fifty: A Sunny Disposition!
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