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Cover Me
By The Black Dragon Queen
Author's Notes: It's just been a horrible month; horrible, horrible, horrible. I still do not have the internet at home which means I can only check my e-mail and access my accounts when I come to the college. Good news is I signed up for fall semester so hopefully everything will fall into a somewhat normal routine.
Chapter One Hundred Seventy Three: Welcome To Parenthood
"You are not getting my sparklings drunk!"
Sam froze, his foot hovering over the last step up onto the deck as that sentence rang out over the ship early the next morning. Eyes wide, he looked over to the far side of the ship where Sideswipe was glaring for all he was worth at Ratchet, one of the only other few who were already up. Jazz was sitting behind the medic watching in amusement while Ironhide was polishing his cannon looking for the entire world like he wasn't listening though Sam believed that he was actually very aware of the conversation.
"There's something to wake up to early in the morning," another voice groaned from Sam's other side and he glanced over to see Barricade sitting up frowning in the direction of Sideswipe and the others before glancing at the still sleeping Soundwave and his team. The mech quickly rolled to his feet and made his way towards the small alert group, a scowl on his face. "Will you keep it down before you wake the whole ship? And what in the pit are you discussing anyhow?"
"Nothing," Ratchet said quickly not taking his optics off of the red mech still glaring and now growling softly at him as well.
"Nothing?" Sideswipe practically screeched though he was mindful of the still sleeping Sunstreaker and jet twins near them. "You're talking about poisoning my sparklings!"
Barricade's head snapped up at that. "What?" He gave Ratchet a long stare. "You know, we've heard the rumors but even I find that hard to believe."
Sam shot Barricade a frown as he finally made his own way over towards the group and up to Jazz. "What on Earth is going on?" he asked as the silver mech held out a hand for him to climb up on.
"We're discussing on how to feed the twins," Jazz chuckled.
"Actually we're discussing how Ratchet wants to turn the new twins into alcoholics," Ironhide corrected rather cheerfully.
"What?" Sam gasped as he turned to Ratchet in disbelief.
"No I'm not," Ratchet stated firmly, ignoring Sideswipe for the moment. "I'm simply trying to explain that the twins need Energon."
"Well duh," Barricade got out through a Cybertronion equivalent of a yawn to clear his intakes.
"Yeah, purified Energon for their systems Ratchet, not aged Energon," Jazz shook his head.
Barricade's optics went bright as he became fully awake. "Wait, what exactly are we talking about?"
Ratchet sighed as he finally turned away from Sideswipe. "The twins need Energon but we won't have any until we get these cubes back to Tranquility and even then we have to wait for Wheeljack and the others to make a refiner among all the other converters."
"But you've all been fine so far, haven't you?" Sam asked surprised as he looked about the mechs. "I thought you could sustain yourselves on the oil we've been providing."
"We can because we've been running on our reserves," Ratchet explained gently with a sigh. "The new twins however don't have a reserve to fall back on. They just have what they siphoned off of Sunstreaker," he pause as he thought of something, "who also needs to refuel as soon as possible once he's awake."
Sam frowned as he looked back at the glaring Sideswipe. "I'm not sure I follow," he said slowly.
"It's simple," Ironhide spoke up again as he buffed out a non-existent scratch vigorously. "The sparklings need Energon and the only Energon we have on hand is the aged Energon from the ARC."
"What about my Energon?" Barricade growled out as he too was now glaring at the medic right along side Sideswipe.
"'Your Energon'?" Jazz asked with feigned animosity. "It was from the ARC so isn't it 'our' Energon?"
"I'm the one who drained it off the ARC and dragged it here! I did all the work!"
"Oh learn to share!" Ratchet snapped, his patience wearing thin.
"I'm a Decepticon, we never share!" Barricade told him bluntly and Sam gave Jazz a look and rolled his eyes.
"And as Chief Medical Officer I'm commandeering it for the greater good!"
"What greater good? You're going to give it to my sparklings!" Sideswipe squawked.
"A diluted version yes," Ratchet stressed firmly. Sam had a feeling this was not the first time he had said as much. "We'll thin it out with some of the oil we brought."
"Thin what out?" some asked in a tired voice and Sam glanced over at Sunstorm as the seeker made his way over, taking careful steps to counteract the wind off the ocean catching his wings at odd angles.
"The sparkling's aged Energon, that's what," he practically growled.
Sunstorm frowned as he turned to Jazz and Ironhide. "They can drink this early?"
Before either one could clarify on the subject there was a high-pitched growl from Sideswipe as he whirled about to face Ratchet once more. "You are not giving my sparklings aged Energon and that is final!"
"They need Energon Sides' and it's the only Energon we've got besides crystals!" Ratchet snapped.
"But you're going to make them sick!" Sideswipe insisted and Ratchet dropped his forehead into his palm.
"Not if we dilute it with oil and ration it!" the medic almost growled.
"But-"
"Sideswipe," Jazz spoke up as he climbed to his feet, ensuring that Sam was secure in his palm. "The sparklings need fuel but we're at a disadvantage here. Stuck on this ship we have to use what resources we have and the only one we have is the aged Energon."
"He's right," Ironhide spoke up from his still seated position as he re-set his cannons. "What choice do we have? And besides Ratchet's the best, I'm sure he knows what he's doing."
"But-" Sideswipe looked torn and Sam couldn't help but feel for the guy. Sideswipe clearly only wanted what was best for his sparklings and was simply worried for them like any parent would be. It would probably take time for him, as well as Sunstreaker, to become comfortable with everything. The fact that they were on a ship and weren't even home yet spoke volumes for how well Sideswipe was coping. Of course it had only been a day. Sam made a mental note to mark down the previous date and ask someone later if Cybertronions celebrated birthdays the same way humans did.
Ratchet lost his angered expression and a weary one quickly replaced it. "Sideswipe, I only have your sparkling's best interests in mind. They need Energon."
"I know, but-" Sideswipe looked torn and Sam gave the mech what he hoped was a reassuring smile when Sideswipe glanced at him and Jazz. Sideswipe gave him a small, hesitant smile back.
"Yeah we know," Jazz grinned widely. "You just want to make sure your twins are safe and healthy, perfectly normal!"
There was a snort from Ironhide. "And what exactly is normal nowadays anyhow?"
Ratchet, Jazz and Barricade shook their heads as Sam grinned up at Sideswipe. "Normal enough for a new parent," he tried his best to reassure him. "On any planet! I heard dad was a complete nervous wreck when I showed up and from the stories I've heard, so had uncle Sparkplug when cousin Spike had been born."
"Your caretaker wrecked?" Sunstorm frowned as he looked at Sam completely baffled.
Sideswipe let out a long sigh as he turned to Ratchet with an apologetic look. "You're right. I've been completely overreacting. You are just looking out for the twins."
Ratchet threw an arm around Sideswipe's shoulders and gave him a slight hug. "Understandable," Ratchet reassured him. "We've all got to figure out these things together and while I am the medic you are their parent and as such are entitled to freak out and worry a bit."
"Just remember that Ratchet always gets his way in the end," Ironhide snickered as he finished with his cannons and stood up. He gave Sideswipe a pointed stare. "Always."
"Hey!"
Jazz snickered as he threw his own free arm around Sideswipe's other side. "Relax; you'll have all your revenge when Ratchet has his own tiny sparkling running around driving everyone crazy."
Sideswipe snickered at the thought. "True…" his optics suddenly flickered with surprise. "Wait, what?"
Ratchet did some interesting maneuvering so he could kick Jazz's leg around Sideswipe's form as Barricade gave the mech a long stare. "You mean you still haven't told anyone?"
"I haven't told anyone what exactly?" Ratchet gave him and the other a glare that practically screamed "shut up".
Sunstorm frowned as he looked about the mechs. "You lot are strange," he said through a large yawn.
"If you say so," Barricade shrugged before he turned back to Ratchet. "Feel free to take any Energon you need. You will anyway."
"Thank you, we will. Though I don't really need your permission since the health and well being of my patients takes priority," Ratchet smirked.
"Whatever," Barricade huffed before he suddenly found himself having to balance Sam in his hands as Jazz passed the human off without so much as a "by your leave". Sam tensed as he found himself unexpectedly with Barricade once again after nearly a week of avoiding one another. He glanced up at Barricade who was glaring daggers at Jazz as he sauntered away.
Ratchet gave the nervous Sam a reassuring smile when the boy sent him a desperate look before he turned back to Sideswipe. "Why don't you come help me thin out some of the Energon. That way you can see what I've been telling you about and it will be all set for when the twins wake up."
"They're already up," Sunstorm announced with a small wave of his hand as he sat down on the deck to get out of the wind. "Been up for a while actually."
Everyone whirled around at the rather frank statement and stared at where Sunstreaker was still asleep. Sure enough, just as the seeker had said, the newest set of twins were absolutely nowhere to be found. With a quick glace it was clear that neither one of the sparklings were on the deck of the ship nor did they see them in the air.
"YOU LOST MY SPARKLINGS?"
"Yeah, this is what I wanted to do first thing in the morning," Ravage said through a large cat yawn.
"Behave." Sam looked down at the cat beside him as the animal mimic stretched and sat back on his haunches.
"Why? This is ridiculous! We're searching a ship for two sparklings who could be anywhere by now and are more than likely hiding from us anyway."
Sam groaned as Will snickered beside him. "He's got a point."
"I know, that's why I'm worried," Sam moaned as he dropped his forehead into his palm before he glanced around the small hallway that he, Will and Ravage were in trying to figure out which way would be the best way to go in the maze that was the interior of the ship.
When Sideswipe had let loose his horrified bellow earlier it had woken up ever other mech on the deck of the ship, save for Sunstreaker, and upon learning why it was that Sideswipe was so frantic the news had sent most everyone else into pure hysteria. It was clear that the twins were not on the deck of the ship and there was a distraught few moments when everyone thought that the twins might have flown off again and were lost somewhere over the freezing ocean. Everyone had started shouting at each other before Soundwave finally pointed out that no matter how much smaller their turbines were in comparison to Sunstorm or any of the regular jets they still would have heard them.
It was then that it was realized that the twins must have gone below deck into the ship itself and then there had been a few moments of confusion on what to do. Obviously due to their sizes, the mechs could not venture down into the smaller corridors of the ship. It was then that Sam, who was still uneasy seated in Barricade's palm, had volunteered to search the ship for the twins and get the other humans to help.
Once Will, Epps, Miles, Ron and Steve arrived it was decided that they would split into teams of two with at least one person from the "coloring book party", as Jazz laughingly called it, in each team; Sam with Will, Epps with Ron, and Miles with his dad. They were just about to head down when Prowl made a point that it would probably be best if there were some Cybertronions with them just in case. "Despite the fact that they're still very young they're still extremely strong and we have to take every precaution."
"What?" Sideswipe shouted affronted, "They wouldn't harm anyone!"
"Not intentionally," Prowl had told him gently. "They just don't know any better and we do want anything to happen to anyone, human or sparkling."
"And exactly who is going with them?" Barricade had demanded. "It's not like we can go traipsing down there you know."
"We can't," Prowl nodded in agreement before he turned around. Everyone had followed his gaze and Rumble startled when he finally looked up after a prolonged silence.
"Why is everyone looking at us?"
Which was why Sam and Will were now in a small hallway of the ship with Ravage who was refusing to go any further. Sam scowled as he looked down at Ravage again. "Can't you just sniff them out or something?"
"What do I look like? A slagging bloodhound?" Ravage hissed back and Will's snickers got louder.
Will rolled his eyes. "Come on. Let's go find them before Miles, Steve, Frenzy and Rumble do. That would probably be a bad thing."
Sam glanced down at Ravage and his eyes locked with the cat's optics and they shared a smile. "Not necessarily."
Will frowned thoughtfully. "Funny. That's what Epps said," he mumbled offhandedly and Sam snickered. He had a hunch that the only reason Epps offered to go with his dad was that his father had been complaining about having yet to get breakfast. They were probably already in the galley enjoying a wonderful breakfast while Buzzsaw and Laserbeak more than likely had gone back to sleep like they had wanted.
Shaking his head Sam headed off down the hallway to the end, hearing Will and Ravage trailing behind him. Reaching the end Sam looked both ways down the bisecting hallway, trying to figure out which way to go next. He looked down at Ravage. "Any ideas?"
Ravage looked down the hallway as well. "Not a clue."
"Wonderful," Sam huffed.
"Good morning!"
All three of them jumped in surprise and whirled around to find Knight heading towards them, Eddie close behind. Will relaxed somewhat though Ravage quickly moved in front of their small group, his red optics never looking away from the approaching man. "Good morning," Will replied to Knight's cheery greeting.
"Is something amiss?" Knight asked with a frown as he looked at the three critically. "Or did you get lost?"
"We're not the ones lost actually," Will chuckled ruefully. "Have either of you seen the new twins down here?"
"The baby jets?" Eddie asked as he finally looked up. "Can't say that we have."
"Are they missing?" Knight asked curiously.
"Yeah," Will confirmed. "Woke up and they were gone. They didn't fly away though; the mechs would have heard them."
"Do you need any more help looking for them?" Knight took a step forward and Sam was surprised to hear Ravage growling softly under his breath.
Will glared down at the cat minutely before he turned back to Knight and Eddie. "No, we're fine for now. If you could just ask around as you go however that would be great."
"We'll do that," Eddie nodded as he looked down at the still snarling Ravage.
"Good luck," Knight nodded before he allowed Eddie to drag him away back down the hall that they had come down.
Will nodded before he turned to Ravage once Knight and Eddie were out of view. "What is with you guys and Knight?" he demanded as he started heading down the left hallway, Sam and Ravage hurrying to catch up. "Whenever he comes around you lot get all tense."
"There's something not right with him," Ravage growled as he caught up to Will. "His story seems off somehow."
"How can you tell?" Sam asked curiously.
"You live with all the other Decepticons for decades and you pick up on the lies rather quickly," Ravage drawled. "Especially since all the other 'Cons ever do is lie."
"But what could he possibly be lying about?" Will demanded. "He's with the government for crying out loud." Both Ravage and Sam just gave Will a look and the man's shoulders quickly sagged. "Right, bad example."
Sam shook his head when the sound of laughter drifting from an open doorway down the hall suddenly broke the calm. The voices were too high pitched to be any of the crew, or anything human for that matter. Sharing a glance, Sam and Will quickly made their way to the doorway with Ravage close behind and glanced in. When they peered in Sam nearly fell over at the sight that greeted him.
There, seated around a table were four of the ships crew and the two missing sparklings, all looking over a deck of cards on the table. The twins both had large stacks of chips in front of them and the four men were groaning as Jetfire pulled the chips in the middle towards his side of the table grinning madly. "Poker?" Sam gasped in surprise as he finally recognized what it was they were playing.
The sparkling's heads shot up and they looked right at the doorway where the three of them were crowded in. Grins bloomed over their faces and they quickly stood up and moved towards the small group, startling Ravage into backing up and letting out a warning growl at them. The twins ignored the cat mimic however as their gazes stayed firmly locked onto Sam as Jetstorm holding up the few cards he had snagged from the table and held them out to the boy. "Здравствуйте! Вы хотели бы играть покер с нами?"
Sam stared in complete shock at the strange language that emanated from Jetstorm's mouth while Jetfire noded enthusiastically and held out a few poker chips in his hands. "Да, пожалуйста, приходите играть покер с нами!"
It was Ravage that asked what they were all thinking. "What language is that?"
"Russian," one of the four men stood up, speaking with a rather heavy accent. "We're sorry about this. They showed up an hour ago and after watching us for a while decided to join in."
"We were not about to say no," another chuckled, his own accent just as thick.
"We figured someone would come for them soon," the first one spoke up again, "though they seemed to have picked mine and my brother's mother tongue rather quickly."
"Surprised the heck out of us when they started answering Yurik," one of the other two chuckled, his accent clearly American.
"They really do pick things up quick, don't they?" the second Russian chuckled.
"Yeah," Will frowned thoughtfully as he stared at the twins. "However their dad is currently freaking out with worry. We should probably get them back up." Here Will pointed his finger upward and the twins clearly understood his meaning as they pouted.
The men laughed again before the first one made his way to their side and held out a second deck of cards speaking something in rapid Russian to the two. The twins immediately perked back up and Jetfire handed back the chips before accepting the deck. "They can keep those cards," he explained to Sam and Will. "It was fun playing with them, though we are very grateful we were not playing for actual money."
Will nodded before he stepped out of the way and gestured for the twins to go ahead of him, asking Sam and Ravage to lead the way as he did. Sam nodded and quickly moved to follow Ravage who had already started back down the way they had come. The twins waved to the group of card players before hurrying after them, both of them flanking Sam on either side. Sam knew he should have felt somewhat intimidated by their sizes, if not a little claustrophobic but all he felt as he walked with the jet twins was a sense of relief that they were okay. He just wondered how they were going to explain why it was they were speaking Russian to Sideswipe.
It was Skyfire who pointed them out as they finally reemerged onto the deck of the ship and Sideswipe quickly ran towards them, relief clearly shown on his own features as he took in the sight of the twins. "Thank Primus you're all right!" he cried out as he quickly gathered the twins into a hug.
Before Will or Sam could say anything about where they had been or what had happened Jetfire smiled up at the red mech. "Хорошее утро папа! Мы узнали новую игру!"
Jetstorm nodded enthusiastically. "Вы хотели бы играть с нами?"
Sideswipe stared down at the two before he spun around to stare at Sam and Will. "What in the pit did you do to them?" he practically shrieked.
"Now calm down Sideswipe," Optimus said calmly as he clamped a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for-"
"For my sparklings to be babbling in some strange language?" Sideswipe spoke horrified.
"Look at it this way- they're not clicking at us anymore," Barricade snickered.
"That's not funny!" Sideswipe yelped looking like he was about to work himself into yet another fit when another voice suddenly entered the conversation startling everyone.
"What in the world is all the racket about?" the voice demanded and Sideswipe whirled around and was already halfway down the ship's deck before the others could even register who it was that had spoken.
"Sunny!" he bellowed as he dropped to his knees and practically skidded across the deck and he threw his arms around Sunstreaker's neck the moment he was close enough as Sunstreaker propped himself on his elbows. "You're awake!"
"Of course I'm awake!" Sunny huffed as he tried to pry Side's arms off of himself before he suddenly groaned and fell backwards, Sideswipe catching him and helping him lay back down. "Though I feel as if I've been banging my head against a wall for the past two weeks."
"So everything's feeling normal then huh?" Ironhide snickered as he and the others made their way over to the two. Sunny just glared up at him.
"Ironhide," Optimus shoved the mech a bit before he turned back to Sunstreaker. "Welcome back. It's glad to see you in the land of the living."
Sunstreaker just groaned. "Almost wish I wasn't," he muttered as his optics went dark for a moment before they flicked back on and looked back at Sideswipe. "What in the world happened anyway?"
"You mean you don't remember?" Ratchet asked worriedly as he made his way to Sunny's other side and pulled out his scanner. He frowned at the reading. "You're going to have to give yourself some time while your systems re-calibrate."
Sunstreaker however didn't indicate that he heard Ratchet's assessment, instead he just stared at the scanner for a long moment, his memory banks turning over as he tired to remember why it looked so familiar before it suddenly clicked. His hand went to his front in shock as his gaze flew to Sideswipe in panic. "The sparklings! What-?"
"Calm down, calm down," Ratchet quickly went to reassure the rapidly panicking mech. "They're both absolutely fine."
"Where?" the mech looked about frantically for his offspring. The group that had been standing around the three moved as one so he could see the two sparklings both looking through their new deck of cards and muttering quietly to themselves. Sunny relaxed before he finally took his time to look at them, studying them critically. His optics raked up and down first one twin then the other, as if searching for something. Sideswipe frowned and was about to ask what it was he was looking for when Sunstreaker finally spoke. "They'll need new paint jobs," he stated with a frown.
Sideswipe laughed and gave Sunstreaker another hug. "We'll figure that part out later."
"The main thing is that they're both healthy and already causing trouble," Optimus smiled down at Sunny and the mech let out a snort.
"I can imagine," he chuckled as he continued to stare at the two sparklings. Sparklings! The reality still had yet to fully sink in for him.
The new twins looked up at the sound of Sunstreaker's voice and they quickly rushed over towards their parents upon seeing Sunny awake and staring at them in absolute wonder. There were a few moments of uncertainty before Jetfire pushed his brother closer to their now conscious parent. Sunstreaker stared down in complete bafflement as Jetstorm held out the small deck of cards and grinned up at him mischievously. "Доброе утро, отец. Вы хотели бы играть в покер с нами?"
There was a long moment of silence before Sunstreaker very slowly lifted his head and his gaze went right to where Barricade was leaning against the flag bridge. Barricade just tilted his head in askance as Sunstreaker just continually stared at him for nearly five minutes without a word. It wasn't until the two sparklings became bored with the silence and began chatting to each other in Russian that the yellow mech finally spoke, speaking to Barricade directly and ignoring everyone else. "Just so you know," he stressed slowly, his voice deep with repressed anger as he settled for just glaring furiously at the Decepticon since he still couldn't move properly, "I blame you for this."
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Poor Barricade. He just gets blamed for everything. Anyway, there you go. My explanation as to why the jet twins speak Russian. I hope I got the translations right. They're basically just asking everyone to play poker with them. :P And yay! Sunny's awake! XD One more Twin-centric chapter and then things start getting serious again. See ya next time! BDQ
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