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By The Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note:I swear I must have a "reality! please fuck with my life" sign taped to my back or something. Grr! Explanation at the bottom if anyone cares. On a happier note-this chapter is 4,000 words EXACTLY! O.O! I wasn't even trying! LOL!
Chapter One Hundred Seventy Seven: Barricade's Argument
Bumblebee had been in a deep recharge, lulled to sleep by the calming swoosh of the ocean and the gentle rocking of the ship as it glided over the water. So Barricade practically shoving him overboard, in his own personal opinion, was the last thing he had expected at three in the morning. Curiosity and annoyance waged a short battle and curiosity finally won out. "What?" he muttered as he stared at the black and white patrol car in front of him.
"We need to talk," Barricade replied gravely.
'Bee let out a sigh and tried to rouse himself awake enough to properly converse with the surly 'Con. "Well duh, but did it have to be so slagging early?"
"Would you rather we do this during the day with all your companions oh so nonchalantly eavesdropping?" Barricade hissed.
Bumblebee drooped a bit on his tires. "Well no… But couldn't it have waited 'till we were on dry land?"
"No," Barricade responded curtly. "It's best to do this now before we get stuck on the road and before we get back to the base. You need to understand the situation properly before any more idiocy happens."
Bumblebee just stared at the car in front of him. "Excuse me?" he asked in disbelief not quite sure he was understanding the mech correctly or if he was still perhaps still asleep and dreaming the whole thing. "I need to understand the situation? Because from what we've 'discussed' so far the only thing that seems clear to me is that you don't seem to understand the situation clearly."
"Slagging…" Barricade muttered under his breath before addressing the now slightly growling camaro. "Look, I know there's been a plethora of miscommunication, misunderstanding, and downright misconceptions but I, at least, still have my head on straight."
'Bee continued to stare. "'Plethora'? Did you make that up?"
"What the-? No! Just shut up and let me explain everything properly without the slagging aged Energon in my system!"
'Bee's front tires lifted higher before sinking down again in imitation of a shrug. "Explain away," he replied calmly before muttering under his breath, "ought to be entertaining to say the least." Barricade almost wished he were in mech mode just so he could glare at the Autobot but instead went ahead and tried to figure out where exactly to begin. "I'm waiting…" 'Bee drawled after a long pause.
"Right." Barricade agreed and decided to just start with the facts. "Okay, first things first; I cannot have a Link with Sam-"
"But you do," Bumblebee interrupted.
"Will you just shut up for more than three minutes?" Barricade hissed.
"Okay, okay. Primus, sorry!" 'Bee sighed. "Someone didn't get their full eight hours sleep."
"Like we need it," Barricade snapped before glancing around to ensure that their voices hadn't woken anyone up yet. So far, no one so much as twitched a windshield wiper. Barricade was momentarily grateful for Perceptor's rather loud shuttering intakes. "As I was saying, I cannot allow a Link to form between the boy and myself-"
"Why not?" 'Bee instantly interrupted.
Barricade repressed a snarl of aggravation. "Because for one; he is human! They are not bound by our… customs- society- all ordained fate… whatever you want to call it! He can go out and find himself a nice human female and procreate like the proverbial bunny. It has nothing to do with me."
Bumblebee sighed, already predicting another repeat of all their previous arguments and counterarguments. "But considering all that has happened and all the 'connection' Sam has with our kind, what if his soul is capable of sustaining and nurturing a Link? He speaks to Primus remember? We can put nothing past him. Your words."
"Slag it, stop quoting things right back at me!" Barricade hissed at him and 'Bee let out their equivalent of a snort. Barricade let out a growl of his own. "Look, the last thing we need is him feeling some sort of responsibility and compelling himself into doing something that he will more than likely regret and come to loathe. Especially if it turns out that there really was no Link on his part to honor bound him in the first place!"
'Bee just stared at the other mech evenly. "And if he chooses to?" he pressed. "If it turns out that even though he has no Link of his own he decides that being with you is what he really wants, what are you going to do?"
"He can't."
"But if he does-"
"He can't."
"Just humor me for a moment and say he does-"
"He can't!" Barricade snapped again in frustration. After checking everyone else's positions he turned back to 'Bee. "Out of everyone here, can you really believe that he would want to be with me? Me? Seriously? Out of any mech on this boat no one would have blinked an optic if it turned out to be you that the boy formed a relationship with… slag, even if it were Optimus no one would think twice about it."
There was a small noise off to their left and Barricade quickly zeroed in on the point but relaxed as he saw one of the crew walking past the mechs, albeit very slowly as he ogled the different cars and just stared up at Optimus' large bulk. He waited for the man to pass and it gave 'Bee a moment to process Barricade's statement.
"I can't say I'm the most thrilled about all this," he began slowly. "If anyone had told me that Sam would be Linked to a Decepticon eight months again I would have hogtied them and delivered them to Ratchet on a silver platter but now…" he was quiet again for another long moment before he sighed. "I do love Sam and he's my best friend. I can't say I'm not jealous and angry with this development but I want what's best for him and… Well, who am I to question Primus?" he finally finished with another mock-shrug. "And if it turns out that he really does have the ability to hold a Link with you and that is what he wants then all I can do is be happy for him."
"Slagging romantic Autobots," Barricade grumbled.
"Hey!"
"Listen to me you naive glitch!" he hissed and forced his words out one at a time so he was sure Bumblebee understood them. "Sam. Linking. To. Me. Would. Be. A. Bad. Thing."
Bumblebee let out his own huff of frustration. "Why?" he asked in aggravation. "How on this entire planet's green land is this a bad thing? I would think you would be the most pleased out of all of us. Flaunting your Link with Sam in our faces. How Sam, the savior of our race and first human to know and accept us was Linked to you, out of all the mechs on Earth and those who have still yet to arrive it's you who has a Link with him!"
"Would you use your damn processor?" Barricade retorted hotly. "Think! Why was it I went to Sam and got embroiled up in this whole insanity in the first place?"
Bumblebee did think and froze as realization finally, finally, struck him like a bolt of lightning or a zap from Sunstorm's cattle prod. That first glimpse of Barricade sitting in the damn underground parking garage in a dark corner like some sort of forgotten piece of junk, and the reason why Barricade had been in such a state and had gone to Sam to begin with. "Starscream."
"And circle gets the square!" 'Cade drawled out sarcastically. "Finally he gets it."
"But what does that-"
"Oh don't you even dare finish that sentence!" Barricade snarled before he let out an aggravated sigh. "Let's take it from the top, shall we?" Bumblebee grumbled something unflattering about Barricade and being a sarcastic jerk but Barricade was getting sick of going in circles. "One-"
"You mean two."
"One, two, three, a b c- what difference does it make?" 'Bee just did another half shrug and Barricade severely wished that could just transform and throttle the brat already. "The point is Starscream attacked me and nearly killed me, correct?"
Bumblebee wasn't quite sure where Barricade was going with his line of statements but decided to go along with the insane mech anyway. "Right… and?"
"And why did he try to kill me?"
"Probably because you were being a jerk," 'Bee muttered and backed away slightly as Barricade snarled at him again when he suddenly gasped as he accessed the correct memory file. "Sam! He wanted you to give him Sam's address!"
"Top left square goes to the circle. Let's see if you can get the bottom right," Barricade drawled. 'Bee just groaned at the tic-tac-toe reference. "And what do you think Starscream will do if he finds out that Sam and I might, and I emphasize the word might, have a Link?"
Bumblebee stared before a shudder ran through him. "Not. Good."
"Ya think?" The other mech let out a rueful chuckle. "There are two ways it could go down. One-"
"What is it with you and that number?"
"Oh slag it all to the pit," Barricade huffed.
"Excuse me if I'm not fully coherent enough for you to have a nice calm conversation with," 'Bee huffed. "It's three in the slagging morning!"
"Focus you coffee maker replicate! The most likely scenario is Starscream would go after me and use me as bait to lure Sam out in the open and someplace where he's vulnerable. Right there is a good reason not to have a Link. He doesn't care for me, I don't become his liability."
"Oh Primus," 'Bee muttered under his breath. "Don't throw yourself on the sword or anything…"
"Hush you. The second thing he could do is he could capture Sam and try to use him against me. Doubtful considering this whole mess started with Starscream's unwavering hatred against Sam and wanting to find him in the first place."
"Did you ever find out why he was so angry at Sam? Was he just mad about how it was that the war ended or-?" Bumblebee asked suddenly.
"Not a clue," Barricade admitted grudgingly. "But next time he and the other fliers attack us, I'll be sure to ask him."
"No need to be such a prick."
"My personality has nothing to do with the conversation," Barricade retorted shortly. "This is just common logic, at least amongst us Decepticons. If by some unholy miracle Sam does have the ability to fully form and carry a Link means the danger goes up three fold. It's best that we nip it in the bud and deter it before a Link is even connected."
"Deter it?" Bumblebee asked surprised. "What do you mean 'deter it'?"
"Simple. Something has to be removed from the equation before a Link begins to form."
"Oh?" Bumblebee was starting to get apprehensive on how the conversation was turning. "And what is it that's going to be removed?"
"Me."
Stunned silence. "What?"
"The only way to ensure that Sam doesn't create a Link, and I'm not admitting that it is going to happen for sure, but as a precaution… it's better if I take myself out of the equation."
"Barricade…" 'Bee spoke quietly. "Just what are you saying?"
"What I'm saying is that as soon as we get back to California and the I get an opportunity, I'm going to leave."
"Leave?" Bumblebee sounded puzzled at first. "Leave what? Sam? Are you insane?"
"It's a sound plan Autobit," Barricade retorted hotly, disliking the fact that his judgment was being called into question.
"Do you think that's the best course of action though?" 'Bee asked worriedly. "You leaving? When your spark has already recognized a Link?"
"It's the only one I can take," Barricade admitted grudgingly. "Before Sam himself gets any more embroiled in this mess than he already is. If I get myself far enough away then even if he can create a Link with a Cybertronions spark the likelihood that one would form will drop dramatically."
"Seriously? You think that distance will help?" 'Bee's tone suggested that the Autobot highly doubted it but for Barricade, it was the only straw he could grasp onto and he was holding it with all of his might.
"Precisely. Plus there's the idea that when I leave it's more than likely that I'll encounter Starscream and the other 'Cons and then I could take them on a rather hectic chase all over the country. Hopefully I'll get him far enough away that it will not only take time for him to properly locate all of you but give all of you leeway to prepare yourselves. One can only assume that Red Alert's security measures will be properly complete by then."
"Or you could get yourself killed," 'Bee drawled. "And if a Link has already formed what the fuck do you think that will do to Sam?"
"That's why the sooner I leave the better."
"God damn it 'Cade-"
"It's the only option!" Barricade snapped back. "And any opportunity to keep Starscream far away from Sam we have to take it and run."
Bumblebee was floored. "You're fucking serious, aren't you?"
"Deadly."
"But leaving Sam? Now? Talk about misconceptions, don't you think that's going to give him all the wrong ideas?"
"I'd rather have him hate me for leaving now before a Link is completed than hate me for forcing him into one."
"He wouldn't hate you for that," 'Bee countered quickly.
"Others certainly would," Barricade snarled and couldn't help but glancing over to where the two Lamborghini's were parked flanking their small jets. "Along with how everyone is reacting to just the hint of a Link between the boy and myself I have no choice. No one is going to listen to reason. The best thing to do is get out of here before things evolve even further than they are. I'm already projecting my thoughts to the boy however unintentionally. No one else seems to realize the ramifications of all of this."
"Not even yourself apparently," Bumblebee drawled. "Do you really think that distance is the answer?"
"It's the only answer I've got," Barricade snapped. "What would you have me do? Stay?"
"Why not? I'm sure that Ratchet can get to the bottom of whether or not Sam actually has the ability to hold a Link."
"I can't take the chance."
"And if you do die?" Bumblebee asked again solemnly.
"Trust me, the last thing I plan on doing is dying anytime soon."
"You certainly act suicidal more than half the time," 'Bee drawled. "What else am I going to think?"
"You of all mechs know I don't go down easily," 'Cade responded. He paused. "This is the best course of action you know."
"There has to be something else we can do," 'Bee fretted.
"There isn't."
"But surely if we all put our heads together-"
"It's the only way to keep a Link from forming."
"But it's not a certainty."
"It's the best thing all around."
"You're nuts."
"Possibly." They both fell silent for a long moment before Barricade spoke once more. "I am trusting that you will look out for him after I leave?"
"I kept him safe from you, didn't I?" 'Bee laughed without any sense of humor whatsoever.
"As long as we're clear."
There was a long, stretched out silence as both mechs found themselves lost in their own thoughts. Barricade focused about how best to sneak away from the group on the long drive back to the base while Bumblebee re-ran the entire conversation to himself, trying to figure out if there was something that they possibly could have missed that would not only keep Barricade around long enough to figure out if he truly did hold a Link with Sam but also to keep everyone safe from the insane Starscream. A feat that seemed at times almost impossible. This carried on for at least ten minutes and the only noise was the waves crashing against the hull of the ship before a voice finally rang out over the deck.
"They are done speaking now yes?"
"We now paint please on big ship's floor?"
"No," two voices instantly chastised the sparklings in quiet hisses.
"Aww," both sparkling whined and 'Bee just stared over in the corner where the new family was settled in shock.
"I knew they were fucking with us!" he cried triumphantly.
Barricade was of another mindset altogether. "You were awake?"
"Um…" Sideswipe muttered quietly.
"Two cars long time speak!" Jetstorm confirmed happily and Barricade couldn't help but groan.
"Boring long speak." That was Jetfire. "Please, we now play?"
"No," Sideswipe instantly denied them and there were more groans of disappointment.
"You know you could have said something earlier," Barricade snarled at them.
"We could have," Sunstreaker agreed pointedly. "But then how else were we going to learn about your rather stupid take on the whole situation with Sam."
"Stupid!" Barricade practically squawked.
The yellow Lamborghini sighed. "Does anyone else agree that his plan is a rather stupid one?"
"I thought it was stupid."
"He does have a point however about Starscream and the potential backlash having a Link with Sam could be."
"Jazz! Prowl! You both were awake too?" Bumblebee choked out.
"Kind of hard sleeping through a rather deep conversation like that one!"
"Slag it Optimus," Barricade groaned. "So that was you I heard and not the crewmember?"
"Of course. It was a rather… dynamic debate you two were having and I'm glad I didn't miss it."
"Besides, who could sleep through Ironhide and Will's earlier show?" How Ratchet was able to leer in alt mode was anyone's guess, but he accomplished it.
"Slag! You all were awake then?" Iornhide yelped horrified and there was a groan from his interior that had to have come from the afore mentioned Will.
"I must say it was a rather… energetic performance," Perceptor agreed cheerfully.
"The hell? You've been snoring this whole time!" Ironhide accused the smaller mech. "How could you know anything about what's been going on?"
"You never know when a audio file of yourself sleeping can come in handy," Perceptor announced helpfully. "Um… Ironhide? Why are my scans showing Will curled up on your floorboards?"
"I'm dying of embarrassment, let me go in peace!" Will shouted back at him.
"What were they doing?" Skyfire asked inquisitively and Will's groans intensified. "I've been trying to understand the different sounds they were making but-"
"Well you see-" Ratchet began, a note of deviousness in his voice.
"Ratchet!" Will, Ironhide and Optimus rebuked him.
"Aww shucks," Ratchet snigger. "Give it time and you'll get it," he told Skyfire.
"We better," Sunstorm huffed. "Speaking in circles around us. I should be told of everything of importance immediately and-!"
"Sunstorm," Skyfire interrupted him and the adult jet instantly calmed.
"Just saying."
Barricade groaned before he hissed over at Bumblebee; "I told you they were all good for nothing busybodies."
"What do you want me to do about it?" Bumblebee asked back, though he didn't bother whispering, as everyone apparently was awake anyhow.
"So what was all that about you leaving anyway Barricade?" Wheeljack suddenly asked. "Do you really think that if you take yourself out of the picture it will solve anything?"
"That's what I want to know," Sunstreaker drawled. "Seriously, you think that simply by leaving everything will work out perfectly fine?"
"Sunstreaker and Wheeljack do have a point," Prowl agreed seriously. "However your concerns of Starscream are valid. If he were to learn of your Link-"
"We don't have a Link!" Barricade snapped.
"-Of your Link," Prowl continued without preamble. "Then he will defiantly try to use that knowledge to his advantage as you stated."
"Starscream?" Skyfire asked curiously.
"Megatron's insane Air Commander," Optimus explained quickly before he spoke again to Barricade. "But seriously, do you really think we're going to let you leave do you?"
"You can't force me to stay!" Barricade growled at the Autobot leader.
"I can," Soundwave finally spoke up, confirming that yes; everyone else had been awake for most of if not all of the conversation.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Try me."
"Traitor!"
"They're right. Leaving is not answer," Optimus agreed. "It would do neither you nor Sam any good."
"And what do you think Sam will have to say about all this?" Jazz demanded. "I don't think he'll be to happy being left behind. Nor with you two conspiring about him in this fashion."
"He'll know it's for the best," Barricade argued.
"He is a seventeen year old human," Soundwave countered. "You explain to him that this is all for his own good."
"Face it Runner, you're going to have to have this conversation all over again, only this time with Sam instead of about him," Jazz announced.
"Slagging busybodies!"
"You honestly do not believe that simply moving half way around the planet will deter a Link if it is at all possible for him to sustain one," Prowl added firmly.
"Face it Runner," Jazz continued, "You're just living up to your old name and are doing nothing but running away from your situation."
"I am not!" Barricade instantly shouted back outraged.
"You are," Ratchet agreed. "You can't run from this. If you do have a Link with the boy, you're going to have to face it head on."
"You have some unnatural Link with a creature from another planet and let us see how well you handle the situation!"
"You're right. We have no idea what you're going through," Optimus agreed seriously. "But you're not allowing anyone to help you."
"I don't need any help!"
"And there in lies your problem," Ratchet drawled. "You can't admit it when you do need it!"
"Don't think of it as us helping you so much as us helping Sam," Jazz chuckled.
Barricade groaned. "Why am I suddenly getting the distinct impression that I have now acquired my own Autobot babysitter until we reach the base?"
"Because you did," Ironhide snarled. "Consider yourself grounded 'till further notice."
"Or at least until you finally speak with Sam," Optimus chuckled.
"Slagging Autobots!" There were chuckles all around after Barricade's angered cry.
"Now we color deck of ship please?" Jetfire whined petulantly.
"No!" eleven voices shouted back.
There was a chorus of moans from the twins. "Slag…"
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Finally, right? I hope I was able to deliver with this chapter! Join us next time for chapter 178: Land Ho! (FINALLY!)
Stupid Reality: So two of the only family members (aunt & the 1 sane cousin of 4) living in another state got in a real bad car accident last Saturday. My family literally dropped everything (and I mean everything) and there was a flurry of phone activity determining who was going to the other state to help out while those who stayed behind juggled who was going to watch the children and/or pets of said family members that are flying out there. My mother was one going to fly out there and I was busy helping her pack and get ready in between work and school. Needless to say, my family was PISSED when my other 3 psycho cousins stated we were not needed because there was no room with all the babies there and there were no beds. The. Fuck? Why are all the kids there anyhow? O.o? And the good cousins house is empty and… the heck?
Oh Primus, the DRAMA going on with the renewed flurry of phone calls throughout the entire family (and my mother is the 3rd of 9-NINE children!) is insane. The family Christmas party, needless to say, will be entertaining to say the least, not to mention the phone bills all around.
Status: Aunt out of the hospital with broken leg and my good cousin (the non-spoiled one who actually possesses a brain) is no longer in an induced coma but still drugged to the gills. Unsure of her status specifically (as the pretty princesses won't tell us dick) but she's past the immediate danger zone for now.
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