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Cover Me
By The Black Dragon Queen
Author's Notes:First I would like to thank all my new readers who decided to give this fic a try despite the fact that it's gotten rather intimidating in size. Especially since some of you have told me that you are not really Slash readers. I thank you for giving my story a chance despite the giant "SLASH" warning at the front of my summary. I know everyone has their own tastes and I try to alert everyone that this may not be their cup of tea, or coffee as the case may be, but am very humbled that people have decided to give this story a chance nonetheless.Second I apologize for the long wait for this chapter. The past month or so was just one problem after another for me. This chapter may not be what you expected but there was a lot I realized I had to explain before things really started picking up otherwise many would be utterly and completely lost
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Chapter One Hundred Seventy: Don't Rock the Boat
"What?" every person on the ship bellowed in complete astonishment. Even Captain Manning's crew had stopped what they were doing and now were just staring at the Cybertronion medic completely agog by the news before they scrambled away to tend to the ship's needs. They had already learned that it was best all around to just avoid the strange robotic aliens and their strange, almost constant emergencies.
Most of the mechs wished they could make the continual fiasco go away just as easily but alas, they were stuck in the middle of them and had to find their own ways out. "What do we do?" Optimus asked Ratchet worriedly.
"Nothing for the moment," Ratchet replied just as tense. "From what I can tell the Sparkling is still trying to figure out which way is up so to speak."
"That's how Judy was with Sam," Ron chuckled. "Took her nearly a full day to have him. Seventeen hours of labor."
"Carol was twenty two," Steve countered.
"So we've got some time," Ratchet muttered as he looked back to Sunstreaker who did not look the least bit relieved by the news.
"Oh Primus," Sunstreaker groaned and tried to curl up into himself even further.
Barricade frowned as he glared down at the groaning mech curled up on the deck. "You couldn't have possibly done this a couple of hours ago? You know, when we were on actual land?"
Barricade easily dodged the blind swing at his legs before Sunny curled up again moaning. "Oh it feels like every single one of my wires is being pulled in different directions," Sunstreaker grunted. Ratchet quickly jotted down the description as Optimus pulled Barricade a bit further away from the downed mech.
"It isn't like he's the one who chose for this to happen now," Optimus chided quietly. "None of us could have predicted when this was going to happen."
Barricade did not look impressed as Prowl and Ironhide came up to flank Optimus. "This is why I wanted them to remain at the base with Red Alert and the others," Prowl muttered. "They knew that there wasn't going to be a low-threat mission and they still decided to come even with Sunstreaker's condition."
"Prowl, you can't blame them from wanting to be away from the base," Optimus frowned at his friend. "You know how hard they take any form of restraints or confinement."
"For the twins, the base would have been so boring it would have been almost like torture," Jazz snickered as he came up behind Prowl. "Can ya blame them for wanting a reprieve from being cooped up with nothing to do?"
"They still should have taken every aspect into account before deciding to come after us," Prowl frowned at the groaning mech. "We are not equipped for the coming of a sparkling."
"Wonderful," Ironhide huffed irritably as he leaned down and plucked Will off the deck before somebody stepped on him. "Not even born yet and the sparkling is already causing problems."
"Ironhide!" Nearly all the mechs yelled at him angrily.
"What?" Ironhide sniffed. "It's true."
"Honestly," Ratchet shook his head as he compared his current scan with the one taken a few days before when he was grabbed and shook violently.
"What do we do?" Perceptor asked frantically. "What do we do? You said we had more time? Didn't you say we had more time?"
"Time?" Skyfire asked glancing over at Optimus and Prowl, two of the few who weren't showing signs of agitation by the current news.
"We figured that it was based off the human's cycle of reproduction," Optimus explained quietly. "A total of nine Earth months."
"But it's the middle of January! It's been what?" Perceptor quickly did the calculations and converted to Earth time. "Five months!"
"So I have two more to go then," Jazz chuckled and Prowl's head whipped around in surprise as he had completely forgotten about his partner's own condition during the last three urgent situations in the Arctic.
"More like one," Ratchet stated offhandedly as he did another scan. "We still don't know the precise conception date." His head came up and he stared at the mech kneeling on Sunstreaker's other side. "Do you remember when exactly his mood started changing?" Every mech looked at the red Lamborghini in anticipation. Ratchet's optics winked off and on a few times at the prolonged silence. "Sideswipe?" The other mech said nothing.
"Sides'," Jazz sing-songed as he waved a hand in front of mech's face. "Sideswipe?"
"I think he's going into shock," Will frowned as he took in the stock-still mech on the deck.
"Fried logic circuit's more like it," Ratchet huffed as he turned his scanner from one twin to the other.
"Severs him right!" Sunny snarled as he smacked his twin's unresponsive side. "Now do something about me!"
"Sunny-" Ratchet began to speak as he moved around to Sideswipe's side in order to try and unfreeze the mech when his shoulders were grabbed once again and he was shaken so hard his head almost snapped back.
"What do we do? What do we do? We don't have any equipment! We don't have anything for the sparkling prepared! We don't even know how to get it out of him let alone what we're going to do with it once we do! And what if the cold kills the spark? The spark could be susceptible to all this frigid air! It could-"
The Autobots watched as Perceptor suddenly stiffened and crashed to the deck of the ship, completely out for the count. "Well," Ravage drawled, his tail twitching just like the scientist was. "That was unexpected."
Ratchet glanced up at the only mech who was grinning madly with glee, a high electric jolt rod in his hand. "Thank you Sunstorm for rendering Perceptor unconscious, but despite his panic I could have used his help."
"I don't think he would have been much help considering this is dealing with actual sparks and not clear-cut science," Wheeljack spoke to Ratchet quietly. "It may be better he's out." Ratchet huffed irritably but couldn't help but silently agree with his husband. Perceptor was fabulous with figures, calculations and the like but anything that had to do with decisions that actually could affect a person's life, Perceptor just couldn't make those kind of calls.
"What in the world?" Will glanced at Ironhide confused as he pointed at the rod in Sunstorm's hand while Wheeljack moved the unconscious scientist.
"It's a power conductor," Prowl explained instead. "Meant to focus the excess power surges that some mech accumulate in their chassis and focus it to a single point for safer expulsion." The commander frowned as he stared at Perceptor. "Though it was sometime used for subduing others by our main security teams."
"Think cattle prod," Ironhide chuckled.
"Awesome," Epps snickered from Soundwave's hand as he looked down at the flattened scientist.
Most of the humans by this time had been picked up by random mechs so as to not be in the medic's way but one remained on the deck of the ship, moving towards the yellow mech's side. "Is Sunny going to be okay?" Sam asked quietly, rapidly sobering everyone's mood with his worried tone as he listened to Sunstreaker's whimpers.
"Finally, we get back to the most important thing! Me!" Sunny groaned even as he gave Sam a grateful look. He was comforted that the human worried about him so.
Ratchet just sighed as he straightened up from unfreezing Sideswipe who swayed a bit as he tried to get his bearings. "I have no idea. We have no idea what's going on with either you or the Sparkling," Ratchet stated as Sideswipe moved down to grab Sunstreaker's hand.
"Sunny-" Sideswipe began only to be cut off quickly but said mech.
"I'm not talking to you!" Sunny snapped trying to pull his hand away but Sideswipe wouldn't let go.
"Sunny, it's going to be all right," Sideswipe started again. "It's going to be fine and the sparkling is going to be- Oh Primus! A sparkling! A real sparkling! And I'm going to have to take care of it! What do I do? I don't know what to do with a sparkling! Optimus! What do I do?"
Optimus looked startled by the question but it was the other twin that answered. "Oh for the love of- will you stop complaining! I'm the one in pain here!" Sunstreaker barked at him even as he winced as another jolt of pain raced through his wiring. "Oh Primus…" he groaned as he curled back into himself once again.
"Sunny! Primus! Sunny!" Sideswipe gasped, panic clear in his voice as he whirled around and practically flung himself at Ratchet. "He's not dieing is he? You can't let him die! He can't die!"
"I'm not dieing you idiot!" Sunny snapped furiously. "And this is your fault!"
Sideswipe seemed almost oblivious to Sunny's anger, completely consumed by his own panic as he shook Ratchet again. "You can't let either of them die! Ratchet! You have to do something! You can't let anything happen to them! Primus! What do I do if something happens to him? To them? What-"
Everyone watched as Sideswipe suddenly hit the deck, literally, in a twitching heap. Ratchet scowled as he straightened himself. "Someone take that thing away from him please!" he ordered, waving a hand at the cackling Sunstorm.
"No! Hit him again!" Sunstreaker countered, punching the downed red twin for good measure. Sunstorm just laughed again before handing the long wand towards the other sun-mech.
"Don't give him that!" Ratchet yelped but Sunny had already jolted Sideswipe again himself.
"Thanks 'Storm!" Sunny grinned evilly.
"Like he wasn't a pain to begin with," Barricade muttered glaring at the small flier. Sunstreaker instantly rounded on him and Barricade almost got away scott-free. Almost. However due to Sunstreaker being on the ground the only place he could reach was Barricade's leg and not a more vital area. Everyone watched as Barricade went down hard, cursing all the way.
"You had to provoke him, didn't you?" Ironhide drawled as Barricade continued cursing, glaring at his now immovable legs.
"Slagging hell!" Barricade snarled. "Ratchet! Do something!"
"Suffer," Ratchet snapped as he ran another scan over the triumphant looking Sunstreaker.
Sam frowned as he glanced up at Ratchet. "Why isn't he unconscious like Perceptor or Sideswipe?" he asked curiously tilting his head in Barricade's direction.
"Because I turned off the receptors in my legs," Barricade himself answered. "Slag it! He fried something!" Barricade got to work on his legs as Frenzy giggled madly.
"P-p-poor ba-ba-baby," the smaller mech snickered and even Rumble had to bring up a hand to hide his smile.
"Whatever," Barricade huffed, deciding it was best to ignore everyone.
"Can we get back to me please?" Sunny called out in frustration as he tried to sit up before thinking better of it and laying back down. "Oh that wasn't a good idea."
Ratchet frowned down at him before he sighed and turned towards the mechs waiting for his diagnosis. "Optimus, I'm absolutely lost as to how to proceed with this." The medic sounded almost defeated by that admission. "There's no previous history of this and without any sort of information to fall back on I'm going blind here."
"Is there any sort of insight you can help us with?" Optimus asked turning to Ron and Steve, a look of hope on his face plating.
"Don't ask us," Steve shrugged as he looked back down at Sunstreaker. "This is completely different from our wives. We're just as clueless here."
"Wait… there is someone we actually can ask," Jazz piped up eagerly, a large grin on his face.
"What?" Ironhide looked over at him skeptically. "Like who?"
Jazz just grinned. "Well by 'we' I mean myself and Sam of course," he added turning to Sam who looked momentarily puzzled before understanding dawned.
"Of course!" Ratchet sounded blessedly relieved as he whirled around to look down at Sam with excitement. "Sam, if you could speak to Primus, we can find out what we need to help the Sparkling."
Sam's eyes widened as worry was quickly being replaced by all seriousness on his face. "Right, I'll speak to him."
Jazz leaned down and allowed Sam to climb aboard and Jazz turned eagerly to Optimus. The taller mech stared back. "Well?" Jazz drawled after a few moments silence. Sam just looked from Jazz to Optimus and back again, not quite sure what the stare down was for. Jazz waited a few more moments. "Optimus," he said sharply ensuring that he had his friend's full attention. "All Spark."
Optimus startled. "Oh, right," he muttered as he reached into one of his side compartments for the small piece of the cube before handing it back to Jazz. Sam had a brief thought that if Cyebrtronions had the ability to blush Optimus' flames would have been completely lost in the overwhelming hue of red. "Sorry."
Jazz just snickered as he accepted the shard. "Hey man, we're all a bit frazzled at the moment," he tried to reassure the rather embarrassed mech.
"I'm not," Ironhide shrugged and proceeded to ignore everyone's glares.
"Let's see what the head boss man has to say about all this," Jazz snickered as he handed the shard to Sam.
Sam accepted the piece and closed his eyes, preparing himself for the dark void of the other side and the difficult conversation he would be having with the Cybertronion God. Slowly he opened his eyes and startled at the bright daylight still bearing down at him and the multiple blue optics staring at him expectantly instead of the golden optics of the God he was expecting. "Umm…"
"What did he say? Did he give any clue's as to what we're suppose to do?" Ratchet demanded from where he was still kneeling by Sunstreaker's side.
"Tell me you hit him for me," Sunstreaker added on with a small huff from the ground. Jazz and Sam glanced at one another again unsure on what to say.
"Well?" Ironhide asked impatiently. "What did he have to say about all this?"
"Nothing," Jazz announced sounding just as surprised as Sam himself was feeling.
"What do you mean he said nothing?" Ratchet bellowed, nearly standing up before kneeling back down next to Sunstreaker as the mech let out a rather long whine. "I can't do anything like this! I don't know if I can give him any painkillers without harming the sparkling, or even what will happen once his chamber is open! What. Did. He. Say?"
"Nothing," Sam repeated, sounding a bit loss. "We didn't even see him."
"Damn it Optimus! You broke it!" Ironhide bellowed glaring at the mech beside him.
"What?" Optimus yelped aghast. "I did not!"
"They why isn't it working?" Ironhide demanded.
"Jazz?" Prowl looked to his smaller partner, wanting to hear what he had to say.
"Hey man, it's not like Sam or I can control the thing. That's Primus' decision," Jazz lifted one shoulder in a shrug.
Sam nodded vigorously as he sat down in Jazz's palm setting the All Spark shard in his lap. He frowned as the piece warmed under his hand and he stared at the object curiously before he felt a tingle run down his spine, a sure sign that someone was staring at him.. His head whipped up to find Skyfire completely focused on the broken piece of the cube in his hands. Sunstorm it seemed was having fun arranging the unconscious Perceptor and Sideswipe in various poses on the other end of the ship with Scorponok and not the least bit interested in the current situation as his friend was. Sam wondered if Skyfire would have liked to see the last piece of the All Spark but was reluctant to let it out of his hands without Optimus' say so.
"Great! So now what?" Ironhide huffed irritably. "It's not like we can leave him like this till we get back to California."
"Primus no!" Sunstreaker yelped, taking a swing at Ironhide with the rod in his hand.
The larger mech easily avoided the prod. "Slag it Sunny, watch where you're swinging that thing! Some of us have passengers you know!"
Will rolled his eyes but looked to be deep in thought despite it. "Is it just a spark or does the new born have a body already?" he asked curiously. "I mean, Primus did design it after our own kind. So would it be a live birth?"
"Well I doubt that he's going to lay an egg," Steve chuckled.
"What is an 'egg'?" Sunstreaker demanded before he winced in pain once again. "Slag it to the pits," he hissed and Ratchet patted the mech's side, unsure what else he could do for him at that moment.
"I saw no indication of another body within him," Ratchet told them in all seriousness.
"Where would the spark get one anyhow?" Ravage asked with a tilt of his head. "I don't think it would siphon pieces from Sunstreaker." He paused. "Would it?"
"Oh God," Sunstreaker moaned in horror. "It better not!"
"No, it hasn't," Ratchet was quick to reassure him.
"Considering it's just a spark and no body…" Steve frowned as a though occurred to him. "What usually happens when the All Spark created a sparkling?" he asked curiously. "I mean, what? They just show up or…?"
Everyone turned to Ratchet and the medic sighed as he realized somehow or other he had ended up the resident expert on things. "Normally the cube would suddenly increase in energy and when the guards and keepers go to the cube a small protoform is found by the base near the alter."
"So it shows up with a body and everything?" Ron asked surprised. "How? It just makes it out of thin air?"
The mechs looked at one another warily. "Well, I guess you could say that," Wheeljack said slowly. "We never really provided a base body for the new sparklings, just updated and enlarged the forms as the spark grew and produced more energy."
"But that's impossible," Epps frowned. "You can't make something from nothing…" he glanced at Will. "Can you?"
Will shrugged before he looked back to Optimus. "What alter?" he asked with a frown.
"The alter was built by the original thirteen in honor of Primus," Prowl explained matter-of-factly. "It's where they were able to speak to Primus. Over time, it was used mostly for ceremonies. Such as Optimus' ascension to Prime."
Epps frowned as he mulled the information over. "So it was like a sacred site, right? What else was there? Like, monuments or anything?"
"There was the graveyard," Jazz sounded surprised as he remembered the old clearing that once held the Cube. "Where the thirteen were said to have died. After time, the Primes were laid to rest there along with the others who were heroes of the once wars and anyone who were considered the most notable mechs of their time."
"Like DaVinci or Thomas Edison of your planet," Barricade clarified still messing about with his leg paneling, some wires hanging out as he re-routed some lines.
"They were buried?" Epps asked surprised.
"We don't recycle our dead if that's what you thought," Ratchet explained rather flatly. "We can't really use a mech's body once the spark moved on. None of the circuits or anything will work without the spark that it was built for."
"But I thought you… um, cremated mechs once they died," Sam spoke hesitantly, thinking of Jazz's aborted funeral. Jazz gave him a soft smile, knowing what it was that Sam was getting at.
"Normally we do, if only because of the lack of space we had on Cybertron to honor each and every spark that passed," Optimus picked up the story. "The graveyard was where we encased the bodies of those important in crypt like buildings that were more like museums than anything else."
"Mostly the only one's who went there were the fanatic researchers and historians or the young ones for class field trips," Jazz chuckled.
"What's a 'field trip'?" Sunstorm asked puzzled as he rejoined the group, Scorponok trailing after him. Skyfire quickly shushed him even though his gaze remained on Sunstreaker curled up on the deck of the ship. He glanced up at Sam and the All Spark shard before back at the Autobot then back to Sam, a calculating look on his face. Sam frowned, wondering what he was thinking.
"So they were preserved for future generations?" Ron asked puzzled, still question the mechs about their history. "What? Were they in glass coffins or viewing rooms?"
"Of course not. We respected them enough not to display them like some precious bauble," Ironhide huffed.
"So who's to say they were still in those crypts?" Miles asked quietly.
The mechs all looked at one another flabbergasted. "You don't think the All Spark pilfered bodies to for new sparklings, do you?" Wheeljack asked completely agog.
"It would make sense," Miles seemed to shrink in on himself from where he was seated in Prowl's hand as everyone just stared at him.
Prowl looked to Optimus, a thoughtful look on his face. "The boy makes sense," he said truthfully.
"He actually does," Jazz nodded in agreement. "And his name is 'Miles' Prowl babe."
"Great. Wonderful. So where does that leave us?" Ironhide frowned irritably.
"What of those?" A new voice spoke and the mechs looked at Skyfire surprised as the large flyer pointed at the two jets still parked on the ship's deck. "Could you not use pieces from them to form a body?"
"What?" Captain Manning yelped but Ratchet was frowning up at the larger mech.
"In case you didn't notice, I don't really have the time to build a small Sparkling body," the medic scowled. "I wouldn't even know where to begin."
"I do not think you have to," Skyfire spoke evenly before he pointed. "I believe that he has that ability."
Everyone turned to look at Sam stunned before back at Skyfire. "Are you out of your circuits?" Ratchet demanded, outraged.
Skyfire just continued to stare at Sam before he looked down at the piece of the All Spark. "It is still activated, is it not?" Skyfire asked Sam pointedly.
Sam startled before he realized that not only was the piece of the Cube warmer than it had been, but at some point it had begun glowing somewhat. "He's right!" He gasped in surprise. "The shard is activated!"
"Looks like Primus didn't let us down after all," Jazz chuckled. "But what do we do with it?"
"I believe nothing," Skyfire replied. "If the All Spark used pieces from those who passed on then it would be logical to assume we can use the jets as well."
Optimus glanced down at Manning. "Captain?"
Manning frowned as he glanced down at Sunstreaker. "If it's a matter of life or death…"
"It is!" Sunny called out from the ground.
"Right," Manning sighed. "I'll figure something out in regards to the paperwork."
"Indeed," Optimus chuckled before he turned to Skyfire. "Do you think it will work?"
Skyfire frowned. "It is worth the attempt if it means a sparkling's life."
"But what are the odds that the All Spark can just…" Rumble trailed off with a shrug.
"I think he's on to something," Bumblebee finally spoke up startling a few who forgot he was even there. "Remember Mission City?"
"Like we could forget," Ironhide huffed staring at the younger 'Bot. "What of it?"
"Remember when Sam was running through the city with the All Spark and Keller telling us later it activated those few items he bumped into?"
"Oh yeah," Epps snickered at the memory. "Wasn't one of them an X-box?"
"This could be something exactly like that," Bumblebee finished, ignoring the small human's laughs.
Optimus and Ratchet shared thoughtful glances. "It's possible," Optimus began slowly.
"It's worth a shot," Ratchet confirmed. "Wheeljack, could you assist him in dismantling the jet?"
"Right away," Wheeljack nodded and he and Skyfire quickly went to one of the jets on the deck, Sunstorm following them curiously.
"You really think this will work?" Ironhide asked doubtfully as he leaned down towards Ratchet.
Ratchet sighed. "What choice do we have? We can't leave Sunny in this position but I don't know how to get the sparkling out of him let alone into a new body." He frowned. "If there's a body."
"One way to find out," Jazz announced and he leaned down to allow Sam to climb off of his hand. "See what happens with the shard when you go near Sunny."
Sam himself already had the feeling that Skyfire was correct in his theory. Even just setting him down on the deck had the shard warming even further and now it was slightly vibrating in his hand. It wasn't until he was next to Sunstreaker however that it started glowing even brighter than before. Prowl and Ratchet shared surprise looks while Jazz grinned madly.
"I suppose it could work," Optimus mused as he looked at the glowing shard.
"It makes sense," Barricade spoke as he snagged Soundwave's arm to haul himself upright. Soundwave didn't look amused but allowed Barricade to practically climb up his arm in order to regain his balance. "Use the All Spark shard as a conduit for the Sparkling to move to his new body."
"Well," Ratchet was frowning. "We'll see what happens. If it looks as if the sparkling can't handle being outside or if we can't get a body constructed then we're going to have to find a way to keep both Sunny and the sparkling safe until we know what to do."
"It should work," Skyfire announced as he and Wheeljack set down the different parts of the jet.
"It has to work," Wheeljack added.
Ratchet didn't look at all confident but he turned to Sunny. "Well?" he asked quietly. "It's your call."
Sunny said nothing as another wave of pain raced through his wiring. "We have to try it," he finally said and Ratchet frowned but nodded nonetheless.
"Right. Bring those over here. Sam, I need you here," Ratchet quickly took charge.
Sam nodded and made his way to Ratchet and Sunstreaker's side. He had just stepped near the pieces of the jet that Skyfire and Wheeljack had collected when the All Spark shard suddenly lit up like a Christmas tree and began vibrating wildly in Sam's hands. He nearly dropped the piece when the heat suddenly overwhelmed him but amazingly his hands were not burning.
"I don't think you have much time," Optimus called out and Ratchet nodded in agreement.
"Brace yourself," he spoke to Sam before turning to Sunny. "I'm going to have to open your spark chamber," he told the mech quietly.
"In front of everyone?" the yellow mech yelped aghast. "No way!"
"Sunstreaker!" Ratchet snapped. "What choice do we have?"
"But," Sunny looked panicked. "But- but- Make them turn around!" he finally demanded almost desperately. Sam could understand Sunny's request. It was a very personal thing for the Cybertronions opening their spark chamber but due to circumstances being what they were, there was really no privacy on the ship's deck.
Ironhide snorted but Optimus just snagged his arm and spun the other mech around, already facing the other way himself. Skyfire almost turned around when Ratchet snagged his arm. "I may need your assistance," he said firmly.
Skyfire hesitated before he nodded and turned back. Sunny huffed but said nothing as Wheeljack moved next to Ratchet. "What do you need me to do?"
"Just be ready for anything," Ratchet frowned as he reached down and moved Sam closer to both Sunny and the now glowing pieces of metal from the jet. "Brace yourself Sam."
Sam was more frightened then when Sector Thirteen had attacked him but he nodded and steeled his resolve. He couldn't let Sunny or the sparkling down. The All Spark hummed in his hand and Sam took a deep breath as Ratchet worked on Sunstreaker's plating with skilled hands. The wider Ratchet opened Sunny's plating the more the All Spark brightened and Sam almost wish he had a pair of sunglasses on so he could continue to watch what was going on with Ratchet and Sunny, especially when he heard Ratchet curse violently.
"God fucking damn it!" Ratchet bellowed as the platting finally was parted all the way and Ratchet had a clear view into Sunstreaker's spark chamber.
"What? What is it?" Optimus cried out as he spun back around, completely forgetting about Sunny's wish for some privacy in his panic.
"Go get more of those paneling!" Ratchet ordered Wheeljack and Skyfire who where already scuttling towards the two jets to retrieve more pieces after seeing what it was that had Ratchet so distraught.
"What is it for Primus' sake?" Barricade demanded as he tried to turn around as well to see what was happening. Bumblebee wasn't about to let him however and even Soundwave had a hand on the other Decepticon's shoulder, preventing him from turning around.
Sam quickly moved closer to Sunny, hoping beyond hope that the All Spark would be able to help with whatever had Ratchet so shocked. For his part, Ratchet just looked up at Optimus, complete surprise all over his face as he looked at his long time friend. "What is it?" Optimus asked fearfully. "Is something wrong with the Sparkling?"
"Ratchet?" Sunstreaker almost whimpered. "What? What is it?"
"There's nothing wrong with the Sparklings," Ratchet stated dazedly, shock evident in his voice. "Either of them."
"What do you mean 'either of them'?" Optimus started before his optics brightened and he stared down at Sunstreaker before looking over at the still unconscious Sideswipe. "There are two?"
The last thing anyone expected was Ironhide suddenly pumping his free hand into the air in jubilation, a wide grin on his face as he let out a triumphant cry of "REVENGE!"
-To Be Continued
Next chapter will be "Terror on the High Seas!"
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