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Written By The Black Dragon Queen
Authors Notes: I... have no excuses for the late update ;_; and for the record. ... I HATE THE NEW AFF.NET! Took me 10 minutes JUST to find this fic to update it!

Chapter One Hundred Eighty Four: Introductions All Around
It was a slippery, hectic mess but on the plus side, the Dew cannon had finally run out of ammo. Jetfire had dropped it in order to transform into his own flight mode and took to the sky with his brother, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker watching them like a pair of hawks themselves. Luckily the twins didn't go too far, far more interested in the goings on of the adults.
The small green mech had instantly skittered towards the fallen cannon, clutching it possessively while it clicked and whistled continuously before hauling the cannon towards the large black mech that had finally left Prowl alone to head to the aid of his companion. Together they made their way far from the mechs and towards the large green trailer for what they could only assume was more liquid ammo. Hound and Blaster watched them go for a bit before joining the other two mechs that had tried to run interference and started heading towards the rest of them.
Most of the mechs from the away team were still slipping and sliding in the foam, trying to get out of it and get their feet under them again as Inferno reached forward to snag the ones he could and haul them out. Red Alert meanwhile appeared to be consoling the smaller, white creature that was chattering madly and Scorponok had re-appeared by the moat and was, of all things, taking a bath in it. Barricade absently wondered where Crikey could have possibly gone.
Deciding it didn't even matter he turned to the mech just approaching from the other direction. "You're conspicuously clean," he accused.
Optics narrowed at him. "A good thing considering I was in charge of guarding Sam and the others," 'Bee retorted.
"And just where is he?" Barricade replied, glancing around pointedly.
Bumblebee smirked, "in the mess hall with Judy. Frenzy and the others are with them too so they're fine," he added quickly at Barricade's sharp look. Both Barricade and Soundwave's stances relaxed at that statement and Rollerforce and Groundhog glanced at each other curiously. They would have to get the story on that later as well as the surprised hostility that their boss and the Autobot were showing each other. They had thought out of the Autobots, it was the yellow and black mech he tolerated the most.
Barricade and Bumblebee continued to glower at each other before 'Cade gave a small huff and turned away back towards the group before him. Two pairs of red optics swiveled from him to Bumblebee and back again. "This must be Bumblebee," Groundhog finally broke the silence, holding out a hand towards the Autobot. "Mikaela spoke about you and how you and Sam both helped Barricade after Starscream threw a hissy fit."
"Well he didn't make a very nice lawn ornament so we were left with fixing him as the only option," Bumblebee smirked, shaking Groundhog's hand before a foam-covered arm thumped around his shoulders good-naturedly, nearly making Bumblebee finally lose his footing as he was thrown off balance.
"Hey, anyone who saves the boss is okay in my book," the other 'Con gave him another thump on the shoulder.
"Err… thanks," 'Bee tried to slip out from under the arm. "Rollerforce?" three more thumps and Bumblebee tried to inconspicuously pull away.
"Boss!" a rather bright orange mech cried out happily as he slipped and slid towards their position, walking straight through the foam rather than taking the long way around as Bluestreak and the others were going. "You're here!"
Barricade stared at the other mech for a long moment before he turned back to the other two Decepticons. "All right, who let him pick that hideous color?"
"What's wrong with it?" Rollerforce asked genuinely confused as he watched their companion try and make his way towards them without falling down. Bumblebee finally slipped out from under the arm and ducked around the still cooing Red Alert.
"Oh Primus," a groan came from beside Groundhog as Sunstreaker finally glanced away from the two small fliers and frowned at the approaching caution cone. "Who is that and why is he coming over here?"
"Who's doing what?" Sideswipe asked half paying attention, optics still glued to the sparklings.
"Motorhead," Barricade sighed in answer. "Just ignore him."
Sunny frowned again before turning back to watch the sky with a mutter, "kind of hard to do with that paint job."
Barricade looked skyward himself but for a completely different reason before he was pounced. "We were so worried!" Motorhead cried out as he snagged Barricade's arm and began to shake him. "We looked for you everywhere there were Cybertronion signals but you weren't on any of those planets and when we got here Starscream said you were dead but we didn't believe him and here you are with the Autobots and we find out that Megatron is the one who's dead and that the war is over but Starscream certainly didn't seem to think so-"
"Well now we see why he's dating Bluestreak," Inferno barked out with a laugh as he hauled Prowl out of the mess.
"They're what?" Prowl yelped surprised and quickly slipped in the foam and fell backwards back into it.
"Really?" Jazz grinned, crawling towards his downed mate on all fours in order to keep from falling. "'Grats man!"
Bluestreak ducked his head slightly in embarrassment and moved slightly behind Hound as if the other mech could hide him somehow while the others followed Jazz's lead and dropped to all fours to crawl out of the mess. Soundwave smirked slightly. "Where's Ravage when you need him?"
"Hopefully running interference with Sam," Barricade growled before his optics brightened and he turned back to Motorhead. "Wait, you saw Starscream?"
"Not long after we arrived," Groundhog admitted. "Didn't stay very long though."
"And when he says not very long, he means about twenty minutes tops," Rollerforce chuckled. "We left practically as soon as we found out you weren't there."
"So you didn't see how Scrapper and the others are coping with Bonecrusher's death?" Barricade asked in a more serious tone. "Soundwave said they were upset but he didn't stay very long either."
Motorhead shrugged in answer. "There was some sort of building in the process of being constructed but other than that, they seemed to be functioning okay."
Barricade thought a moment before glancing at Soundwave. He frowned and prodded his companion forcing Soundwave to turn away from the sight of other communication mech that had gone to help Inferno and back to the conversation at hand. "They seemed to be handling the news okay but who knows what they're like when they're alone together and not around others."
"Is it really that bad?" Bumblebee asked anxiously.
"A combination group losing one of its members? One would think it would be a disaster. Almost like-" Barricade paused to look at Prowl and Jazz pointedly and a look of comprehension dawned on 'Bee's face.
"Ah. We didn't really have any combiners with us so I don't know much about them. So you think they may want revenge for Bonecrusher's death?"
"They're still with Starscream, so its possible," Soundwave admitted. "But I don't think that's the case."
"Why not?" Sunstreaker asked, proving he was actually paying attention to what they thought was a private conversation.
"Where else are they going to go?" he explained. "Starscream is still saying the war isn't over and they have no reason to trust the Autobots. Even if they don't trust Starscream at least they know him."
"You think they're just hanging around?"
"It's why Thundercracker's there," Groundhog chuckled.
"I thought TC was there just 'cause 'Warp was there," Rollerforce snickered.
"Well 'Warp's nuts so…" Soundwave chuckled.
"All fliers are nuts," Barricade intoned. Sunstreaker gave him a sharp look but Barricade just looked back at him until the other mech went back to watching his sparklings.
"So the combiners are not really a threat?" 'Bee demanded, his optics glancing sharply at the human's mess hall before looking back at the Decepticons. "Even though-?"
"I doubt it," Soundwave reassured him. "I assume it's because they have a medic on their team that they're coping so well."
"It's possible but I don't know if Hook ever had psychiatric experience," Groundhog stated. "I myself never really bothered with those classes. Too worried about the physical aspect what with the war coming. The medical credential is hard enough to attain without adding even more classes."
"And I can't tell you how happy you did!" Ratchet smiled as he used one of the boxcars to stand and made his way towards them, shaking foam off his hands. "Chief Medical Officer Ratchet."
Groundhog smiled and took the offered hand, "yes I know. I heard you speak once at a conference."
"Shriek is more like it," Rollerforce shook his head. "You dragged me to that, remember?"
"I've seen you as well, once during an emergency pre-war. Gossip vine stated you were going to be a great medic someday," Ratchet frowned slightly. "Though, I remember you being taller."
Rollerforce and Motorhead snickered and Groundhog shot them a glare. "Yes, yes. I'm short. Laugh it up." Which of course they promptly did without fear, as he was no longer the highest rank among them.
Groundhog just fumed but Ratchet quickly brought it down to a simmer with a small smirk and turning to Barricade he asked, "so can I assume they don't have their medical records either and are in need of a full workup?"
Two "meeps" quickly cut the laughter and Groundhog smirked evilly before turning to Ratchet. "Speaking of, why is there no medical facility yet? Or a work room for that matter?"
"That's right! You're also an engineer aren't you?" Wheeljack crowed happily as he made his way over having been finally pulled from the foam.
"Yes, I am actually- uh…?"
"I think introductions of everyone are in order," Optimus finally announced as he crawled out of the foam as dignified as he could. Unfortunately Ironhide trailing after him still dragging his foam cannon muttering darkly ruined any chance Optimus had.
"Right," Red Alert agreed, the small white creature now on his shoulder before he turned and jabbed a finger at the mech hovering beside him. "Starting with you. They," he waved vaguely in the direction of Groundhog and the others, "make sense seeing as they were looking for 'Cade and we will be discussing about that construction unit later," he shot all the Decepticons a sharp look before turning back around. "But who the heck are you guys?"
Skyfire took a surprised step back as he realized that in his attempts to get a closer look at the unknown thing, he was right next to the glaring mech. "Uh, my apologies. I am Skyfire and the other flier is my companion Sunstorm. We are- were neutrals during the war."
"How'd you get way out here on Earth then?" Bluestreak asked curiously.
"We were looking for our brothers who disappeared during an attack. We managed to receive a signal from the ship Optimus Prime and the others uncovered in the north."
"I'm sorry about your families," Red Alert said solemnly. "But it's a good thing you found us. If they're alive, hopefully they'll make their way here just as you did."
"We can only hope," Skyfire agreed as the still foamy Optimus finally joined them.
"And who is this Red?" the Autobot leader asked gesturing towards the white creatures, "and the other two. Or should I ask, what are they?"
"Gremlins," Inferno announced without preamble hauling Perceptor out of the mess. The small scientist looked rather exhausted as he shook himself as if he were a dog, sending foam everywhere, mostly on the already foam covered Rollerforce. The larger 'Con shot the scientist a small glare but Perceptor didn't even seem to notice the other mech as he looked for a way to get himself clean.
"Hah! I knew it!"
"Gremlins?" Optimus asked in tandem with Ironhide's triumphant crow.
"Not exactly," Hound chuckled. "They're, well I guess you could say they're sparklings as well."
"What?" Sideswipe was pulled out of his seeker watch to glance at the tracker in surprise. "Sparklings? Really? Whose?"
"Sam's," Red answered with aplomb.
Stunned silence as even Sunstreaker turned to stare in disbelief at that little revelation before Barricade turned towards Bumblebee. "Is there something you neglected to mention to us?"
"What?" 'Bee yelped outraged. "Don't look at me, I have absolutely no idea what he's talking about either!"
"It's a result of the All Spark," Blaster picked up the conversation. "From Sam running around in the city by the dam."
"Mission?" Ratchet asked surprised as Jazz's visor dimmed some as his optics narrowed.
"Ain't that my spare visor?"
"Um…"
"Wasn't John complaining about replacing some girl's car?" Ratchet asked looking to Optimus and ignoring Jazz's sudden interrogation of Blaster going on behind him.
"He did," Optimus' confirmed looking towards where the large black mech was still helping the smaller green one at the Dew trailer. "I believe we found it."
Red Alert just laughed. "There are four in all. The car, who we named Gravelgrinder, and the steering wheel actually was a secondary mech we named Spindle."
"And who's this little guy?" Jazz asked curiously, seemingly having gotten an acceptable answer from Blaster and turned to look at the small white mech.
"The X-box from that report. He's got an acid as his self defense so we named him Neurotoxic. The vending machine with the cannon is Dispensor."
"Why haven't you taken that thing away from him?" Ironhide demanded.
"You try and take it away from him," Inferno snorted as he joined them. "Go ahead, we'll watch."
"'Ferno," Red frowned at him. The fire rig didn't look the least chastised.
"But where did they come from?" Prowl demanded. "If they were from the last battle, where have they been all this time?"
"The underground base seems much larger than we first anticipated," Hound explained. "Though most if it is still damaged. We only got, what? Three floors down before we ran into a blocked hallway."
"There's more down there?" Ratchet yelped surprised before he turned to Groundhog. "And they were down there all this time? Did you do any work up on them? What is their current condition? How-"
"Ratchet!" Optimus quickly interrupted him. "There'll be enough time for that later." He turned back to Red Alert. "More floors don't make any sense. Why would we have encountered that exam room and such on the first floor?"
"From what Maggie, Glen and Simmons have been able to figure out, that room was actually just the holding bay for transport," Blaster explained having spent the most time with the two hackers. "The actual labs are down deeper."
"There's a frightening though," Barricade drawled. "Anyone else feel like they're stuck in the middle of a horror film?"
"All the time," Inferno sighed rather dramatically. Red Alert elbowed him sharply.
"Great, so there's more Thirteen junk down there?" Ironhide huffed. "Did you tell John?"
"Yeah, we told him. Maggie and Glen have been keeping him updated," Hound reassured him.
"Who are Maggie and Glen?" Skyfire asked puzzled.
"Oh, introductions, right," Optimus turned back to the other mech. "Call Sunstorm down and we'll introduce everyone. Though we'll have to introduce the other humans later."
"What?" Sunstreaker yelped angrily before pointing towards the larger flier in the air. "But he's the only one who can get the twins down!"
"Maybe someone should go get Sam and Epps. Or more specifically their coloring books," Ironhide snickered.
"Coloring books?" Rollerforce gave the other mech a puzzled look. "Painters?"
"They're Sunny's kids, that's for sure," Ratchet snickered. "Though I think as long as they're within sight we should have no problem."
"I'll try to get Sunstorm over here," Skyfire nodded and headed off towards the fliers to wave his companion down.
"How did you end up with fliers anyhow?" Blaster asked curiously.
"And there's two! What did you think when Ratchet told you?" Red Alert asked excitedly.
"There's not two, I swear to Primus," Groundhog reassured Inferno again at the mech's panicked look again.
"In truth, I myself didn't realize there were two in all my examinations," Ratchet told him honestly.
Groundhog thought about that for a moment. "Oh point. And I've been using your notes on Sunstreaker's condition to monitor Red's progress."
Red Alert looked ecstatic. Inferno looked slightly ill. "Optimus?"
Optimus held up his hands in a helpless gesture. "What do you want me to do about it? I have nothing to do with this."
"Talk to Sam if you want to get at Primus," Ratchet chuckled. "Or Jazz."
"Hey, leave me out of this! I've got enough problems," he yelped, darting behind Prowl who was looking just as horrified as Inferno was.
"Jazz doesn't have two, does he?" Prowl wasn't reassured by the shrugs the medics gave him.
"What is the obsession with that number?" Sunstorm demanded as he followed Skyfire back to the group that was surprised to find two smaller figures running behind them.
"Papa! You see? We flew around all!" Jetstorm crowed happily barreling right to Sideswipe.
"We go high, yes?" Jetfire grinned looking up at Sunstreaker for approval.
"Yes you did fly high," Sunstreaker frowned. "But when I say come down and drop the cannon I mean it." Jetfire and Jetstorm instantly looked at the ground and shuffled their feet. "You have to listen to Sideswipe and I, and when we say something we mean it."
"Sunny, they didn't know," Sideswipe reminded him.
"Well they do now," Sunstreaker huffed. He tried to keep his glare but it dropped rather quickly. "And yes, we did see you fly. You were both very good. But you have to listen to Sunstorm and Skyfire when you're up there, understand?"
"дапапа," two voices choused.
"We really need to get those parenting classes started as soon as Judy is ready," Ratchet chuckled.
"Indeed, especially considering," Optimus drawled with a tilt of his head. Ratchet followed his gaze to where Bluestreak was hovering near Barricade's caution cone, each leaning towards one another as they watched the two sparklings still chattering madly.
"That's not the only place," Ironhide snickered as he joined them, giving a small nod in the direction of where Soundwave was watching Blaster… again. "Not to mention you."
Ratchet sent him a sharp frown. "Not to mention me what?"
Optimus just sighed before he turned back to two larger fliers. "Right," he spoke up, gaining everyone's attention. "So let me introduce both Skyfire and Sunstorm." Hello's were given all around as Optimus introduced the others that had been left behind at the base and allowed Sunstreaker and Sideswipe to introduce their children who were staring at the new mechs curiously and how they came to be, mostly for Red and Inferno's benefit. Ratchet helped filling in the blanks where he could. Inferno did not look reassured.
"Barricade? Your turn."
"Huh?" Barricade looked at Optimus confused for a moment before he seemed to snap himself out of it. "Oh right. Rollerforce, Motorhead and Groundhog," he pointed to each one as he called out their names. "Guys, the Autobots." There were hellos all around as Barricade ignored Optimus' rather aggravated gaze. "What? They'll figure out who's who on their own."
"We pretty much know about everyone already," Groundhog told Optimus. "Judy already gave us the who's who around here."
"Oh." Optimus didn't know why he wasn't surprised at that but he wasn't.
"That and we kind of riffled through your hangers," Rollerforce chuckled.
"What?" multiple voices yelped.
"Oh and I organized your datapads," Groundhog continued. Optimus just stared at him. "What, we got really board some days."
"In between searching underground bases, gremlin hunting, hijacked trucks and date spying… yeah pretty much nothing happened around here," Rollerforce chuckled.
"Don't think I haven't forgiven you for that either," Bluestreak drawled as both he and Motorhead shot a dark look at- Red Alert?
The away group gawked at them. "What was that about a hijacking?" Prowl asked in a slight daze.
"That Dew truck didn't just show up you know," Hound explained at the stunned looks. "There's a whole story to that one."
"Yeah, poor driver. Keller had a time getting him to sign some confidentiality forms and whatnot," Blaster snickered.
"The real kicker was that we knew him," Red Alert chuckled.
"Really? Who?" Jazz asked curiously.
"Todd."
"The dude from the jungle?" Sideswipe asked curiously.
"Oh yeah! Wasn't there some package that showed up during the insanity?" Inferno spoke up turning to Ironhide. "Keller sent it out to you guys! Did you get it? What was it?"
"Him."
The base group looked surprised, turning towards the Scorpion mimic now sunning himself dry. "And what is him?" Hound asked surprised.
"Scorponok. Blackout's teammate," Soundwave explained.
"Only you Prime, could go out looking for Energon and come back with a scorpion," Inferno hooted.
"Speaking of, how was it? Did you get a lot?" Red inquired.
"Loads," Perceptor finally joined the conversation, any trace of foam completely gone. He looked a bit puzzled as to what to do with the large bed sheet he was holding before Blaster gained a look of horrified surprise and snagged it out of his hand, hoping Ratchet didn't notice the impromptu rag that they had been using since the foam guns were implemented. Ratchet did and sent him a sharp glare. Blaster pointed at Red Alert and the glare shifted.
Red either didn't notice the dark stare however or just didn't care as he was too busy looking about the area on the other side of the moat. "Uh huh…and where is the Energon?"
Perceptor's optics winked in confusion. "We put them in the trailer obviously."
Red shot him a rather annoyed glare of his own. "Obviously," he repeated sarcastically before he turned towards Optimus. "And where exactly is the trailer?"
Ratchet's head whipped around from where he was trying to glare a hole through the security director while Optimus spun around in shock and stared at the open space on the other side of the moat. He gaped at the emptiness that greeted him and groaned as he realized that in the aftermath of meeting up with the fliers and the walk then sprint to the base upon no response from Red Alert, the trailer with all their supplies and much needed Energon that they needed to survive had been left back at the meeting point completely unguarded and utterly forgotten.
"Slag!"
-To Be Continued

Author's Note: Huh, I guess it was calm. Well, calmer than most chapters. :P So no, the fic is NOT dead. Sorry for the delay to those who have been waiting and a warm Hello to the new people who have recently found this fic. (there's been quite a few) :) Hope to have the next chapter up either next week or the week after that! Later all!
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