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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: Once again I remind people of my new Yahoo!Group for Cover Me. A haven for all who want to ask questions about this story or post their own works! I also thank Starseeded for going over this chapter for me. -huggles- TF2:RotF Comes out tomorrow!
Chapter One Hundred Fifty Seven: Early Morning Wake Up Call
“Good morning everyone! And isn’t it such a beautiful day?” A quick glance back over his shoulder revealed that none of the hanger’s occupants had so much as twitched at the rather cheerful announcement nor had they moved when the two large doors had been opened to allow the bright sun to create a swatch of light across the floor. “Oh come on guys! This is no time to be loafing about!”
“Drop dead.”
Optimus frowned as he looked over at the Saleen Mustang patrol car tucked away in a darkened corner. “Aren’t we chipper this morning?” he drawled, a bit of a laughing undertone noted in his voice.
“Bite me,” was the stellar reply.
“Why would he want to bite him?” Perceptor asked curiously as he rolled over still in his Mini form. A quick shift change and the mech stretched his jaw-platings in a Cybertronion equivalent of a yawn that Optimus instantly wanted to duplicate but knew he couldn’t.
“I’d like to bite him,” Sunstreaker snarled angrily as he approached the two all the while glaring at the Decepticon who for world looked as if he had slipped back into recharge.
Optimus simply graced the Lambo with a frustrated sigh before he turned to the red twin. “Perhaps you two should check on the Energon in the other hanger.”
Sideswipe knew when to take a hint and quickly escorted his still snarling husband out the door as the Autobot leader turned back to his troops; his quietly snoring troops. Prowl and Wheeljack had both immediately gotten up as soon as Optimus had moved and were now just staring at the group still sleeping almost totally agog. They couldn’t believe that everyone was blatantly ignoring Optimus’ rather kind request that they get up. Perceptor at least had gotten up never mind that he looked like he was about to fall asleep on his own feet.
Optimus steadied the sleepy scientist as he turned back to the six still refusing to move. “Guys,” he sing-songed. “It’s time to wake up!”
“I for once must concur with Barricade,” Ratchet’s tired voice floated from the back. “Drop dead!”
“Or at least wake us at a decent hour!” Jazz quickly called out sullenly. “Six in the morning is anything but decent!”
“You know if Starscream comes back, we’re just going to leave you,” Optimus snickered as he looked down at the group.
“Don’t care,” Barricade growled from his corner.
“Optimus, if you could please.”
The big rig glanced down surprised to see Ironhide pulling up to him almost in complete stealth mode. A quick scan showed why. “Oh, sorry,” he whispered so as not to awaken the still sleeping human in the gunner’s cab.
“Is that human still here?” Wheeljack asked surprised, now understanding why Ironhide hadn’t changed out of vehicle mode.
“Its fine,” Optimus insisted as he looked over at the only two who had gotten up at his second prodding. “Bumblebee, why don’t you go check the perimeter line just in case the Seekers are out there.” The yellow scout nodded and quickly ducked out of the hanger as Optimus turned to the other alert mech. “I hate to ask this Soundwave but I didn’t think to contact the others while we were still at the ARC. Fancy a brisk morning walk so we can call Red and the others?”
Soundwave dipped his head slightly. “If it is needed.”
“Good,” Optimus grinned. He shot the other two awake mechs a small, laughing look. “See if you guys can’t wake up your sleeping beauties over there. Just try not to get entangled by the thorns.”
“Thorns?” Wheeljack glanced over at Prowl completely baffled as they missed the fairy tail reference completely.
“Yay! Come over here and kiss me sweetheart!” Jazz cheered albeit quietly so as not to wake the still sleeping Will.
Optimus simply smirked. “Good luck,” he drawled as he gently nudged the dozing Perceptor Prowl’s way so the second in command was force to brace the mech or else risk him falling flat on the floor.
Prowl looked a bit miffed at having the scientist unceremoniously handed to him but Soundwave and Optimus were already out the door before he could say anything. With a small sigh he glanced over at Wheeljack and the two shared long suffering looks as Jazz called out from the back of the hanger, “Prowl baby! I’m waiting!”
“Oh put a cork in it!” Barricade growled at him.
“It’s going to take a long time getting use to all these ‘human traits’,” Prowl sighed with a shake of his head.
“Oh I don’t know about that,” Wheeljack chuckled already turning towards Ratchet who had taken the high road and had actually gotten up and shifted out of alt mode. “Some things I can tolerate.” Ratchet just snickered, already leaning forward to give Wheeljack a good morning kiss on the cheek.
Prowl just shook his head as he looked over at the still waiting Jazz. Clearly the saboteur wasn’t about to go to him. “Strange planet,” he muttered to himself.
“…No, not that slide- this one!” came a drowsy mutterings from his shoulder and Prowl practically dropped the mech as the now fully asleep Perceptor chose that moment to drape himself all over the Autobot commander.
“Now there’s a Kodak moment!” came an amused drawl and Prowl looked up just in time to see both Barricade and Jazz had at some point transformed and both had image recorders held out in front of them.
“Oh slag no,” Prowl yelped finally letting go of Perceptor and took off after the two who instantly scattered in opposite directions.
Perceptor shrieked in surprise as he felt himself falling and hit the ground hard. Ratchet was quickly at his side as Barricade and Jazz barreled through Sunny and Sides returning from checking the Energon. Sunny squawked indignantly at being shoved aside but Sides just watched amazed as Prowl took off after his small partner. Perceptor was muttering sourly as Ratchet ran a scan over him.
“What’d I miss?” Will asked sleepily, having been aroused but the sudden commotion.
“Nothing important,” Ironhide chuckled.
“Oh, night then,” Will said through a yawn and within seconds was sound asleep once more.
Ironhide chuckled slightly when a shadow suddenly blocked the incoming sunlight and he looked up surprised to find Barricade looming over him. “What?” Ironhide asked gruffly, becoming defensive almost instantly.
Barricade simply shrugged. “Just thought you’d want this,” he stated holding up a rather tiny object.
Ironhide stared at the watch surprised. “I didn’t think you would be able to get it done that quickly.”
Barricade let out a small snort as he set the watch down into Ironhide’s flatbed and turned to exit the hanger once more before Prowl returned. “Let’s just say that I couldn’t sleep last night,” he spoke over his shoulder.
Ironhide mentally frowned at this and would have asked what the mech had meant by that comment but Barricade had already ducked out of the hanger once again, taking a wide path around the still snarling Sunstreaker. ‘I hope I managed to make him think at least,’ Ironhide thought exasperated by the whole thing. ‘Now, how am I going to give Will the watch without him taking offense?’ Another thought suddenly occurred to him. ‘Slag. How am I going to get it out of my flat bed without breaking it? Slagging ‘Con.’
“I truly am sorry about this Soundwave. I just completely forgot about radioing in yesterday,” Optimus apologized as he and the Decepticon officer walked through the snow towards the ice encrusted spacecraft.
“It is understandable Optimus Prime,” Soundwave spoke evenly. “I believe you have quite enough weighing on your processor.”
“Tell me about it,” Optimus groaned as he dropped his head into his hands. “I don’t think I had this much trouble while we were fighting at Tyger Pax!”
Soundwave merely lifted his shoulders in a slight shrug. “Different situations rule different reactions.”
Optimus glanced over at the mech beside him. The ‘Con was almost ramrod straight, hands clasped behind his back in a parody of a relaxed posture but Optimus’ well trained optics instantly categorized Soundwave’s stance as one on the lookout for anything suspicious. “How is it that you were passed over as Megatron’s second in command anyhow? You’re obviously more than qualified.”
Soundwave’s statement at Otpimus’ observation was only showed in the slight stiffening in his shoulders. The optics were hidden by the red visor that spanned the ‘Cons face but Optimus could instantly tell that the mech was staring at him warily. It was a few moments before Soundwave spoke. “Whatever I may be, Shockwave is more so.” A slight pause, “and I abhor paperwork.”
Optimus burst out into roars laughter. “Still,” he managed to get out after he managed to contain it somewhat. “To think you’re the same rank as Starscream. How did he become a Lieutenant anyhow?” Soundwave remained silent and all the laughter finally ebbed out of the Autobot Leader. “Never mind, probably not my business anyhow.”
“It is not that.” Soundwave was deep in thought. “It was something that none of the rest of us could even begin to understand. However Megatron was most adamant that Starscream be a member of his top elite and I doubt it had anything to do with his track record.”
“I guess it’s just one of those mysteries we’ll never solve,” Optimus shrugged as they finally reached the large hole that had once housed Megatron and the Energon.
Soundwave frowned as he followed the Autobot around the large pit and towards the ARC. “Perhaps,” he mused quietly.
Optimus glanced over his shoulder puzzled but Soundwave’s expression held no clue as to what he could possibly be thinking. With a mental shrug Optimus deiced not to pry any more than he already had and quickly entered the new pass code into the lock pad. “How is Barricade taking being a captain now?”
“The same as before,” Soundwave told him as they entered the ARC and Soundwave’s visor slipped back up into his helmet. “Refusing the title due to the fact that it would mean more work for him.”
“That sounds about right,” Optimus chuckled as they headed towards the lifts. “Though he should have been a bit more thoughtful granting access to the ship.”
Soundwave glanced at the mech. “How so?” he asked flatly.
Optimus quickly backpedaled as he realized his statement could be interpreted in the wrong way. “I’m speaking about Knight and Eddie,” he explained. “Knight… there’s just something up with him but I can’t figure it out.”
“And Mr. Westfield?”
“Was at one point, Sector Seven. We can not allow our guard down around him despite the fact that he is ‘retired’.” Optimus allowed Soundwave to mull over this for the rest of the elevator ride.
He was just about to step out and into the hallway when Soundwave replied, “then it is a good thing they do not speak our language, is it not?”
Optimus turned back towards the elevator. “I’ve learned to never underestimate the humans. They are resourceful.”
Soundwave simply nodded in agreement as they approached the radio room. Soundwave immediately set about calling the California base, seating himself in the control chair without even waiting for permission. Optimus thought he seemed almost eager to call the others which was strange considering everyone back at the base were Autobots and therefore didn’t have any ties to the Decepticon Communications officer. ‘I think too much,’ Optimus sighed to himself as Soundwave went about trying to contact the others.
“This is Lieutenant Soundwave patching in a call to the Cybertron Consulate. Come in Consulate.” Static was his only reply. The two glanced at each other apprehensively before Soundwave tried again. “This is Soundwave calling for Autobot Leader Optimus Prime to the Cybertron Consulate. Come in Consulate.”
“Blaster? Red? Is anyone there?” Optimus called out over Soundwave’s shoulder.
They waited for a long moment and Soundwave leaned forward to try a third time when the static cleared and a tired voice came over the radio. “-Slag it Optimus, do you have any idea what time it is?-”
“Sorry Inferno,” Optimus sniggered. “Is everything all right out there?”
“-Just peachy,-” was Inferno’s reply.
“Good to hear. So where’s Blaster and Red?” Optimus asked curiously.
“-Red’s currently out with the ladies and Blaster is still in recharge.-”
“-No I’m here!-” Blaster’s voice suddenly rang out of the speaker. Optimus quickly glanced over at Soundwave but the Decepticon showed no reaction upon hearing the Autobot Communicator’s voice. Optimus felt strangely disappointed.
“What is the current situation there?” Optimus asked the two on the line instead.
“-Same as it was yesterday,-” Blaster snickered.
“-In other words, absolutely crazy like always,-” Inferno huffed.
“Oh, so nothing out of the ordinary then,” Optimus laughed.
“-What about you?-” Inferno asked wordily. “-Any more encounters with the Seekers?-”
“Not since the battle,” Optimus sighed. Soundwave made a small move as if to get up to allow Optimus to sit but Optimus waved him off. “Good news though. We’ve secured Energon and will be heading back to the boat shortly!”
“-All right!-” Blaster cheered and Inferno sounded relieved as he came back over the line.
“-What of the ship you had found?-” Inferno asked curiously.
“Well, I was hoping to speak to Keller about that. Is he still there?”
“-Hang on just a sec,-” Inferno told them and there was some soft muttering before he came back on the line. “-Blaster’s gone to get him.-”
“Good,” Optimus grinned. “So what’s new with you and Red? He running all of you ragged?”
“-Not since we learned he’s in the same condition as Jazz and Sunny.-”
“WHAT?” Optimus yelped and Soundwave quickly turned his chair slightly from the volume of the shout.
“-That’s how I feel,-” Inferno chuckled.
There was some muffled sounds once again and soon Keller’s voice came over the radio. “-Optimus! It’s good to hear from you!-”
“And you John,” Optimus replied. “I just wanted to know where we were with the ARC’s situation.”
“-‘ARC’?-” Keller sounded confused and Optimus and Soundwave shared a bemused look.
“The ship we found,” Optimus clarified.
“-Oh right. That,-” Keller sighed. “-I’ve been in communication with the other higher ups and should be meeting with the president soon to get this resolved.-”
“Do we at least have an idea on what to do?” Optimus asked curiously.
“-Well so far the only thing we can come up with is that since we wish to continue to keep your presence a classified secret to enlist the help of people who already know of your existence.-”
Soundwave frowned slightly as Optimus tried to puzzle out what Keller was saying. “And who knows about us?” he asked curiously.
“-Who do you think?-” Keller laughed. “-Sector Seven.-”
“WHAT?” The bellowed word came from both mechs in the ARC along with those in the base and Optimus wondered how long Keller was planning on keeping that little secret.
“-Only those we hand pick will be re-instated,-” Keller hastened to reassure everyone. “-We even have an idea on who to put in charge of the whole shebang.-”
“Eddie?” Optimus asked in alarm.
“-If he wants out of retirement,-” Keller laughed good-naturedly.
“Do you think this a wise idea considering Seven’s prior history?”
“-They’ll be under strict supervision and a slew of new firmer regulation,-” Keller assured him.
“Still, suddenly being promoted to head of Sector Seven after being retired for so long,” Optimus mused.
“-Oh he won’t be in charge of the whole sector,-” Keller clarified.“-He’ll just be put in charge of actually excavation. No I was thinking more along the lines of giving Simmons the title of head honcho.-”
“What?” Optimus gasped stunned. “What does he have to say about that?”
“-Haven’t really spoken to him about it yet,-” Keller laughed. “-I still have to clear it with the main boss. And don’t any of you go blabbing it to him either.-” Keller was clearly speaking to Inferno and Blaster with the last line. “-I want to surprise him.-”
Optimus meanwhile was trying his best to computer everything that Keller was telling him. “Well if you think it’s the best thing…” he said slowly.
“-I think it’s a great idea,-” Blaster sounded rather excited by the prospect. “-He’s been rather helpful what with the whole Todd’s Fiasco and everything.-”
The two mechs shared baffled looks. “‘Todd Fiasco’?” Optimus repeated bemused. “Do I even want to know?”
“-Long story,-” Inferno sighed.
“I’d love to hear it when we get back,” Optimus chuckled.
“-It’s one of many,-” Inferno groaned, perking Optimus’ curiosity even more.
“-When can we expect your next communication?-” Keller asked curiously.
“Probably when we get back to Alaska,” Optimus told him. “So probably later this evening. We’ll let you know how everything’s going.”
“-We’ll hear from you then,-” Blaster called out.
“-Was there anything else that you needed to tell us Optimus?-” Inferno asked curiously before they broke communication.
“No, nothing else to report,” Optimus chuckled. “We’ll talk to you later.”
“-Right, later Optimus.-”
“-Bye Optimus,-” Blaster called out cheerfully. “-Lieutenant Soundwave.-”
Soundwave tilted his head slightly despite the fact that the other mech couldn’t see him. “Officer Blaster.”
Optimus couldn’t stop himself from smirking as Soundwave seemed to sit up straighter in his chair at the goodbye. “Inferno, Blaster. I’ll speak to you about the ARC upon my return John.”
“-If you have the time when you get back,-” Keller confused the Autobot leader by laughing.
Optimus and Soundwave shared another confused look before he said goodbye again and Soundwave started to go through the motions of shutting the large communication radio down. “Why do I get the feeling that there’s some things they’ve not told us yet?” Soundwave merely shrugged but Optimus knew that the ‘Con had to have some idea as he was refusing to look up into his direction. “Well whatever,” Optimus groaned as he stretched out his arms, unlocking his shoulder joints. “We’ll find out soon enough when we get back.”
“Do you believe the return trip to be as eventful as our drive up here?” Soundwave asked curiously as the two made their way back towards the elevators.
“Primus I hope not,” Optimus groaned. “It shouldn’t be though. I think we now know what to avoid and what to do if at some point we become separated again.”
“That is assuming that Prowl allows his partner out of his scanning range,” Soundwave surprised Optimus by smirking.
“Very true,” Optimus smiled before he became serious. “I’m a bit more worried about Sam and Sunstreaker along with ‘Bee and ‘Cade.”
Soundwave glanced at the other mech surprised. “How so?”
“Sam clearly needs to speak with both Barricade and Bumblebee but I don’t believe that Sunny will allow them the time to have a nice long conversation.”
“If Sam truly needs to speak with them he will more than likely find a way,” Soundwave spoke.
“Uh huh,” Optimus smirked as they got off the elevator and headed towards the door. “I suppose it has nothing to do with the fact that your team have taken quite a shine to Sam?”
Soundwave glanced over at the Autobot leader before his visor clicked down back into place. “Whatever my subordinate wish to do on their off time is their business.”
“Hmm,” Optimus hummed as he turned to lock the ARC back up once more and initiated the ships automated defense system.
The trip back was made in relative silence and the two parted was once they reached the old base. Optimus was grateful to see that the others had at least gotten up while he was gone and were milling about. Strangely enough though Ironhide was still in truck mode and it looked as if Ratchet was trying to get something out of his flatbed.
“Will you stay still?” Ratchet hissed as Ironhide jerked forward in surprise when Ratchet’s hand brushed against his sides.
“I can’t help it,” Ironhide growled. “You startled me.”
“What’s going on?” Optimus asked curiously as he approached the two. “Is Will still asleep?”
“No, he’s inside getting ready for the return trip- Will you please watch your hands?” Ironhide snarled at Ratchet.
“Then why are you still in vehicle mode?” Optimus asked puzzled.
“I’m trying to get the- ah hah!” Ratchet cried triumphantly as something slid out of the open tailgate and into Ratchet’s hand as Ironhide jerked forward once again.
Ironhide quickly transformed and stretched. “Thank Primus,” he sighed as he held out his hand for the item.
Optimus frowned as he instantly recognized the tiny object. “Isn’t’ that Sam’s watch?”
“Close,” Ratchet snickered. “Ironhide had Barricade make one for Will. Isn’t that cute?”
“Shut up,” Ironhide growled though it lacked any of the mechs usual gruffness.
“You’re a softie, just admit it,” Ratchet chuckled.
“What does Will think about it?” Optimus asked genuinely interested.
“That’s the thing,” Ratchet spoke up before Ironhide could reply. “He hasn’t told him yet.”
Optimus just grinned. “Just make sure we’re around when you do,” he laughed. “Just in case Will needs a different ride to the ship.”
“You guys are way off,” Ironhide smirked at them. “I think he’ll like the idea.”
“Who will like what?” Will’s voice suddenly called up from the ground as the Ranger Captain made his way over to them.
“Oh er…” Ironhide suddenly lost any of his bravado and looked over at Ratchet and Otpimus for help.
“Don’t look at me,” Ratchet laughed as he held up his hands. “I have nothing to do with this.”
“Are you and the other ready to head out?” Optimus asked curiously.
“Well, Steve and Epps are packing up the rest of our gear while Ron is trying his best to rouse the boys.”
“From what Bumblebee says, that’s going to take quite some time,” Ironhide snickered.
“True,” Will grinned. “So what were you talking about?”
“Oh, err… Hey look! Sam’s up already.”
The group turned at Ironhide’s announcement just in time to see Sam all but stagger out of the human’s main building. Sam brought up his hand to rub against his eyes as he stepped down into the snow. The mechs and Will chuckled as it almost looked as if the boy was sleepwalking, as his movements were more sluggish than normal. Optimus and Ratchet shared a bemused look before Ironhide startled the both of them with a small noise of alarm. Optimus whipped around as everything almost seemed to happen in a second.
Sam, in his confused morning state, had instantly turned towards Barricade, the closest mech to him who had been conversing quietly with Soundwave out of habit. Sunstreaker turned just in time to see Sam within reaching distance of the ‘Con commander and instantly reacted before anyone could stop him, darting forward in front of the boy and amazingly enough whipping out his blaster cannon and practically shoving it right in the Mustang’s face. Soundwave responded in kind, the reaction practically ingrained into him since that first battle way back on Cybertron and pulled out his own weapon, startling his team that had just emerged from the human’s building.
This instantly had Sideswipe pulling out his own weapon to aim at Soundwave while Bumblebee who had just returned from checking the make shift perimeter suddenly appeared before Barricade, placing himself squarely between the ‘Con and Sunstreaker’s armed and fully charged weapon trying his best to defuse a rather tense situation though Sunny just looked even angrier at the Camaro’s appearance. Everyone remained frozen for a long moment, all of them looking from the Lamborghini’s to the other three and back again. Sam was being helped out of the snow where he had fallen by Frenzy as Ravage hissed at Sideswipes ankles.
Silence reigned for a long moment before the door to the smaller building opened once again and Eddie and Knight stepped out and instantly took note of the tense air surrounding the mechs. Knight looked more than apprehensive while Eddie simply raised an eyebrow as he looked about the group, more specifically at the weapons drawn before he looked over at Optimus curiously. “What’d we miss?”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Dun dun DUUUUUUUUUUUUN~! What will happen next you wonder? You'll have to wait until next time on Cover Me, Chapter One hundred Fifty Eight- Packing Problems!
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