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Written By The Black Dragon Queen

Chapter One Hundred Eighty Seven: Morning Glory Stories
Optimus woke up to hushed chirping and twittering but it was not Earth's indigenous birds that were making that noise. With a groan, he looked about the room to see three of the gremlins talking to one another in one of the far corner of the main hanger. Sunstorm, as far as Optimus could tell, was still sleeping in the other.
'Figures the gremlins would be early birds," the Autobot leader huffed to himself as he tried to hunker down and get a few more moments rest.
That wasn't meant to be however as the door slowly started to creep open. The person on the other side apparently trying to be quiet but it was just impossible with the squeaking of the hinges. "Slag it," the mech muttered. At the sound of the voice, the three gremlins perked up the quickly began heading towards the door. Gravelgrinder snagged the door and wrenched it open with an audio shattering screech and a lot of chatter, which the mech on the other side of the door tried to shush.
"I doubt they're going to be quiet Red," Inferno told him, even though he too was trying to be quiet as he glanced into the hanger. "Not that it matters since they seems to be still asleep."
"I'm not," Optimus groaned as he shifted out of alt mode and stretched. "Though Sunstorm seems to be able to sleep through anything."
Red Alert looked at him critically while the Terraformers took off outside for whatever it was they did during the day. "You still look terrible," he announced as he made his way towards the computer to run his daily diagnostic on the perimeter cameras.
"I feel terrible," Optimus mumbled as he sat down on one of the few boxcars still in the hanger. "And we've only been back a day."
Inferno looked at him concerned. "Did 'Bee say anything to you?"
Optimus shook his head thinking back to the evening before. They had finally settled on sleeping arrangements when Optimus had found Bumblebee sitting in the main hanger looking thoughtful, his few possessions next to him. His answer to why he was there had been simple enough if it wasn't for the fact that the whole situation was anything but simple.
"I'm giving Sam and Barricade their space," he had said with finality and that had been that. Though it had caused a bit of a panic to figure out where to put Bumblebee. They had finally tossed Bumblebee at Ironhide hoping the gunner could get something out of the youngest Autobot about the whole mess.
"Groundhog says he hasn't seen Barricade come out of their hanger since they left him there," Red said quietly.
"What?" Optimus glanced up at the mech completely confused. "You mean last night?"
"Or this morning. 'Hog says the door is still shut tight."
Optimus leaned his elbow against the wall and dropped his head into his palm. "You lot sure like to get up early, I'll give you that."
With his optics off, he missed the look Red Alert and Inferno shared. "Uh, Prime? It's like, ten to two."
"What?" Optimus looked up at Inferno flummoxed. "Morning?"
"No Optimus, it's nearly two in the afternoon. You slept the whole morning away," Red informed him, amusement practically radiating from him.
"Slag!" Optimus jumped. "Ratchet must be furious. He wanted to do the exams today."
"He would be if he was up," Inferno chuckled. "The whole Arctic team is still asleep! We would have let you sleep some more but Red was insistent that he couldn't wait to check the cameras any longer and the gremlins had to be let out. Though they sleep a lot too."
"Like sparklings," Red agreed. "Though, I suppose that's technically true."
Optimus was still reeling from the revelation and barely paying attention. "I don't think I've ever slept this late."
"According to Judy, 'Bee does," Inferno chuckled, "but that may be a fall out of being with a teenager all the time."
"By the way, she's already put the word out that the second Bumblebee and Barricade are up and about we're to hog tie them and deliver them to her. She'll ensure that Sam is there," Red forewarned.
Optimus just groaned. "I take it Ron and the others informed them about the rather unique situation they and Sam are in."
"It seems Miles blabbed," Blaster chuckled as he entered the hanger, shutting the door behind him. "Mikaela was on the warpath according to Fig."
"You're radio buddy still asleep?" Inferno teased while Red asked, "Fig is out and about?"
Blaster nodded at Red Alert, deciding to just ignore the other fire rig. "Yeah, he's actually just sitting outside the barracks door staring at Scorponok."
"How did he take the news?" Optimus asked, feeling more awake by the second. "Ironhide said Will was rather worried about how he would react to Scorponok's arrival."
"I think he's more puzzled about Scorponok swimming in the moat," Blaster snickered. "He seems to have taken to the moat like a fish."
"Well… as long as George is all right with him being here."
"Fig," three voices corrected him.
"Call him Fig," Blaster told him. "He say's George is his grandfather whom he was named after."
"Oh, like Epps."
"Exactly," Red smiled at him.
The banging of the doors slamming open a second time startled all three of them and jolted Sunstorm awake with a yelp as a mech hurried in seeming frantic. "Optimus! We slept in!"
"Yes Ratchet. I was informed."
"What?" Sunstorm groaned as he shifted out of jet mode and flopped back down to sit on the floor. "Did you have someplace you needed to be? Who cares!"
Ratchet shot the flyer a glare. "That means everyone is behind on their check ups," he grumbled as he headed towards the medical equipment in the corner. "Now I'm going to have to do half tomorrow if not the day after!"
"Not that anyone's complaining," Inferno muttered under his breath.
"Especially since I don't have any back records on the 'Cons!" Ratchet continued angrily. "I'll have to do a base line examination on all of them and that alone takes nearly two hours."
"Doesn't Groundhog have their records?" Optimus asked curiously.
"Field records," Ratchet clarified hotly. "Not full work up records. Plus he doesn't have Soundwave or his team's records and I have to work on that one-" he gestured towards Sunstorm, "and Skyfire before I even look at the jet twins so I can have some sort of guideline."
"Isn't Groundhog going to help you?" Red asked curiously.
Ratchet sighed. "Barely. He'd say he'll help with major medical issues and projects but he's stated he was an engineer before he was a medic and he would be better suited helping with the construction aspect of our current numerous undertakings."
"Well at least you have some help," Blaster tried to sooth him. "Imagine having to do all this work yourself."
"I would have hoped that people would have been more cooperative," Ratchet drawled. "And everyone is still asleep!"
"Leave them," Optimus told him firmly. "We're all still exhausted. You're still exhausted. That can only hamper your results, right?"
Ratchet sighed. "I'd rather have this done before Starscream and the other Decepticons find us. We're not exactly hiding our presence to them anymore, nor are we continually on the move."
"We're not exactly sitting ducks either you know," Red Alert drawled at him. "My systems will warn us if anything unauthorized is coming our way."
"Warn us, yes. Prevent it, no." Ratchet sighed. "Well, at least we can get started on those who are here." He looked up at the few mechs in the hanger. "And awake." Looks of horror were shared all around. "Starting with you Red."
"I'm still programming," Red countered. "Start with the flyer." Sunstorm shot a glare at the red mech at that but he was too focused on the computer screen. "You have to start from the very beginning on him, don't you? He'll probably take the longest."
"I want to make sure that nothing radical changed regarding your condition!"
"Check Optimus first then," Red countered, startling the Autobot mech. "By the time you get done with him, I should be done here." Ratchet looked as if he was about to protest when he thought about it.
"Uh…" Optimus looked to Inferno desperately for help.
"Oh suck it up and lead by example," Ratchet growled at him. "You should be first anyhow."
"But I'm not pregnant," Optimus dispute frantically. "Or new! Or new and pregnant!"
"Which is why it's just going to be an overview to see if the raw Energon did anything to your system."
"Meep," he looked back towards the other mechs in the hanger but Inferno and Blaster it seemed were going to leave him to his fate and had started slowly moving towards the still open door before they bolted out of it. Ratchet didn't even notice but Wheeljack and Ironhide certainly did as they passed them coming into the hanger. Optimus shot Wheeljack a grateful look. "'Jack! Ratchet's going to start his examinations. Come join us!"
Wheeljack actually looked bashful at that but Ratchet answered him. "I gave him a through examination last night." He grinned at his husband. "Very through."
"Eww," came from Sunstorm as he clambered to his feet.
"You just get up too?" Wheeljack asked the jet.
"Hard to rest with all the insanity going on," Sunstorm muttered.
"Get use to it. There's rarely any day when there isn't some sort of lunacy going on," Ironhide huffed as he leaned against the door frame looking out in the courtyard. He frowned. "The gremlins are playing 'bate the scorpion'."
"I think Dispensor is still put out about yesterday," Red explained
Ratchet let out an annoyed snort. "As long as they don't start another fight out there."
"Hound's out there supervising with a few of the others," Ironhide told him, not mentioning both Blaster and Inferno were now outside and out of immediate reach of Ratchet's clutches. "I'm more worried about Jazz being pulled into the middle of it."
"What?" Ratchet yelped, jumping up and rushed out the door, nearly running Skyfire over as he entered the hanger.
"Uh? Good morning?" the larger flyer looked at the remaining mechs in the hanger hesitantly. Murmurs of greeting came from the occupants.
"Afternoon," Ironhide nodded to him before he looked back to watch Ratchet chase Jazz all about, much to the amusement of the young sparklings. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker weren't anywhere in sight but it seemed as if Inferno had taken on the roll of babysitter. Getting practice in, no doubt. The fact that the younger pair of twins was speaking in Russian didn't even seem to faze him either.
"Oh Ironhide!" Red Alert's voice pulled him away from the spectacle outside. "I forgot, you received a package the other day."
"It came?" Ironhide whirled about excited.
Red Alert shrugged and pointed to the rather small package at the end of the computer desk. "Arrived yesterday on next day delivery. Carol had to sign for it."
"Awesome!" Ironhide grinned madly. "Wasn't sure my order went through while we were on the boat."
"Ship," Skyfire corrected but Ironhide wasn't paying attention as he headed towards the counter and nudged the small package into the palm of his hand with the tip of his opposite finger.
"I have to find Will," Ironhide announced as he headed out the hanger at a jog.
"I doubt the humans are up any more than we are," Wheeljack shook his head as he watched the other mech leave.
"With an excited Ironhide headed towards them, they will be," Optimus chuckled just as Ratchet re-entered the hanger, dragging a protesting Jazz behind him. It was then that Optimus realized he had missed his chance to escape. "Oh nuts and bolts!"

Will was literally shaken out of bed. Within seconds he was on his feet and searching for the threat before he was even fully coherent and it took him a bit to realize what it really was. Knocking. Someone was knocking at the window with such force that the bed almost seemed as if it was trying to bounce its way across the room.
Rolling his eyes, he went to the window and yanked it open even as the door flew open behind him. "What is all that racket?" Rumble shouted as he stormed into the room, Frenzy and Epps following right behind him.
"Hang on a minute!" Will yelled back as he slid the window open. "Ironhide, what's wrong? Has something happened?"
"Where's the fire man?" Epps asked, squeezing himself next to Will in order to look up at excited mech. He blinked. "Did you finally get Crikey?"
Ironhide looked startled. "No, nothing like that. I just need to talk to Will."
"Man, you had us thinking there was something wrong wakening us up with all the pounding you did!" Epps told him with a frown.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know you were still asleep."
There was a huff behind the two humans along with a high pitch giggle that had them turning. "You mean all that commotion and the only thing was he was excited to see his boyfriend? The slag?"
Frenzy laughed again. "G-g-grumble R-r-rumble," he poked his partner in the side before he grabbed an arm and started hauling him out of the room.
"What? I'm not a morning person. I know that. You know that. Starscream knows that-" Epps snickered as he gave Will a pat on the shoulder before heading out after the two mechs to reassure the few humans loitering in the hall wondering what was the matter.
Shaking his head Will turned back to the window and looked up at his "boyfriend". "What's up?"
Ironhide grinned. "How do you feel about playing cupid?"
Blinking, reran the statement through his head – twice, and still didn't think he heard correctly. "What?"
Ironhide sat down on the ground outside of Will's room and grinned again. "I was searching about on the net while we were on the ship and one of the sites said the best way to get a relationship to move from the 'friend zone' into a romantic one is to get one of the parties involved to start noticing the other one's sexual appeal."
Will stared dumbfounded. "What web sites are you going to?"
Ironhide grin fell slightly. "It doesn't work that way?" he asked uncertainly. "Are you sure?"
Will shifted slightly. "Well it could possibly, I mean- But I don't think that's the issue here." He paused. "We are talking about Sam and Barricade I assume."
"Whom else would we be talking about?" Ironhide frowned. Will shrugged in response and the 'Bot sighed. "Ratchet thought it was a good idea too."
Will rolled his eyes. "Ratchet spends too much time with Judy and her books. What's that?" He eyed the small package in Ironhide's hand.
"Oh!" he held it out for Will to take and tear open. "I thought Sam would be embarrassed to buy one on his own so I ordered it for him."
Will was just staring at the contents of the now open package in disbelief. "Where did you get a cop themed one?"
"It came in a kit." Ironhide's grin was back. "There's handcuffs in there and everything."
Twitching Will put the lid back on the box, hiding the black and white sex toy out of sight. "You do know Sam is underage, right?"
"Unless he's married," Ironhide countered. "He can get married with parents permission, right? And it seemed as if Ron was willing to give permission."
Will looked up at Ironhide's rather enthusiastic smile and felt his resolve start to waiver. "Still this is all happening rather fast for the boy," he started to protest.
Ironhide sobered rather quickly. "Unfortunately I doubt that the Link will give them any more time."
Will looked up stunned by this. "Seriously?"
"Sooner rather than later I suspect. I've never heard of anyone holding out against a Link bond for very long." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Then again, most mechs won't fight a Link to begin with."
"Has anyone gotten anything out of Barricade yet?"
"Still as stubborn as a rock," Ironhide snorted. "'Bee too for that matter. He moved out of their hanger and camped with me last night. Not that it mattered since it seems Sam stayed here last night."
Will nodded absently all the while thinking he should have been more surprised by the revelation that 'Bee had moved out of the hanger he had shared with both Barricade and Sam, but he wasn't. "Did he say anything?"
"Not a peep and believe me I tried. How about Sam? What did he say about it?"
"Sorry to say Mikaela carted him off for her own interrogation so I didn't see him much last night."
"So go talk to him now." Ironhide made a shooing motion with his hands. "No time like the present."
"At least let me brush my teeth first!"
"Hurry up then! And then come right out and give me a play-by-play."
"Gossip mongers the lot of you," Will laughed before he shut the window and headed towards the washroom. It wasn't until he saw his reflection in the mirror that he realized he had brought Ironhide's present with him. "Slag it."
Apparently Ironhide's knocking had woken everyone who was not already up and he ran into Ron and Steve a few minutes later as he headed off to find Sam. "Morning," he smiled at them.
"Afternoon," Ron nodded at him. "There's still some of Carol's late brunch set up in the mess hall if you want it."
"Thanks. You haven't seen Sam up yet, have you?"
"I think he's still in the main room tugging on his shoes," Steve jerked a thumb over his shoulder back the way they had come. "If you hurry you can catch him before anyone else gets back."
Thanking the two again, he quickly headed towards the front of the building to find Sam was thankfully still there and even more grateful that he was alone. He wondered why Sam hadn't gone with the others to brunch when he saw the reason as he rounded the couch. Sam was in the middle of an impromptu game of tug-of-war with Spindle and Mojo over his left shoe.
"Let go you rats," Sam growled trying to snag the shoe being pulled between the spider and the dog.
Will couldn't help but laugh. "Need help?"
Sam looked up surprised only to be jerked back into the fight when Spindle gave a particularly hard yank. "Oh yeah."
It took some doing but Will managed to snag Mojo and after Sam dangled the spider-wheel in the air for a bit, Spindle finally decided to let go. Both creatures scuttled out the open door while Sam eyes the drool-covered shoe with its nearly shredded laces distastefully. "Maybe you should invest in some boots," Will smirked.
"No kidding," Sam sighed, turning to head back to his room for a different pair of footwear.
Will quickly followed only to turn back and snag the box where he put it on the couch before taking off after him again. "Wait up, I need to speak to you."
The younger boy slowed considerably and glanced at Will over his shoulder. "About?"
"About your love life, what else?"
Sam dropped his head in his hand. "Look, Dad warned me Mom is on the war path and I already got the third degree from Mikaela. Besides…" he ducked into his room and Will waited patiently at the doorway for him to finish. "I already promised her I'd talk to Barricade- to them both today."
Will broke out in a wide smile. "So you do have a plan of action. That's a relief."
"Not so sure it's a plan of action," Sam mumbled as he returned with a fresh pair of shoes on and they started again on their way to the mess hall. "What's that?"
Feeling the red blush already creeping up his neck Will tried to look anywhere but at Sam who was now looking curious at the reaction. Glancing at the boy he warred with himself on what to do before finally deciding to put all the blame squarely on the guilty party's shoulders as he thrust the box at Sam. "From Ironhide."
Sam blinked and peeked into the box. He frowned a bit. "What is it- Oh!" His own face stared to turn red enough to rival Will's as he realized what he was looking at. "Um… thanks?"
"Look, if you don't want it-"
"Er…it's fine." Sam told him, but Will could tell he was already thinking on where he could hide the box. He was about to suggest that Sam run back to his room but they had already reached the door to the mess hall. Where Judy was standing glaring at them.
Sam shifted slightly behind Will, the box clutched tightly in his hands against his chest as if it were a shield. "I'm going to talk to 'Bee and 'Cade today! I already promised!" he squeaked out.
Judy held her frown for a moment longer and the two males held their breaths before she broke out into a smile and their breaths were let go with a "whoosh". "Wonderful!" she grinned at them and gestured for them to go inside. "I already told Red Alert to detain the other two idiots as soon as they're up as well."
"I don't think you're going to have a problem there," Epps laughed as he jogged up behind them and followed them into the building. "Ratchet's still on the war path about his medical examinations. I could hear his ranting from my window!"
"And how is that a good thing?" Sam asked curiously. "Everyone will be avoiding him!"
"Avoiding whom?"
Will turned to see Knight already seated at the table and fought the urge to run. Knight was nice enough but he was just… creepy. Creepy and way too interested in him despite the well know secret that Will was involved with Ironhide. He ensured to put both Sam and Epps between himself and the man while Epps depicted Ratchet's well-known temper with a lot of arm waving and embellishment. Will wondered if Epps was purposefully trying to scare Knight.
Brunch was filled with nothing conversations about the trip and Mikaela shooting Sam pointed glances that just made the boy shrink into himself each time. Sam had reassured everyone there that he most defiantly was going to find 'Bee and 'Cade and speak with them as soon as he left the mess hall. No one pressed him further than that thankfully but Will did catch him once more before he left and said if he had any questions he could always speak to him.
Will glanced at the box still in the boy's hands and blushed again before stating that he was willing to even discus any more intimate questions that the boy might have. Sam's eyes had widened to the size of saucers. "You mean? Can you-? You and Ironhide have-? Is that even possible?"
"Um… yeah, it is," Will told him, glancing at the box again. Sam too glanced down at the box before his face became flaming red once more and he thanked Will quickly before he practically flew out of the building.
'Well that was horrifyingly embarrassing,' Will groaned to himself before debating on finding Ironhide or just going back to bed when Judy stopped him, a concerned look on her face.
"We received a phone call while you were away," she told him directly. "From your ex-wife."
Will blinked at her surprised. Of course he had given Sara the Witwicky's number in case of emergencies but he honestly hadn't thought she would use it. "What did she want? If something was wrong you would have told me right away."
She shook her head. "Noting like that. Mrs.- your former wife," she hastily censured herself, "said she had some additional papers she needed you to sign." Judy gave him a pitying look.
He looked puzzled. "I thought I had signed everything though."
"She said it was something to do with your daughter's daycare. Your emergency contact incase they can't get a hold of her or her sister."
"Oh," Will blinked. "That makes sense." Thanking her, he waved to Epps who was still chowing down and headed outside. Apparently he needed to find Ironhide after all. It wasn't that difficult however, he just had to follow the shouting.
Ironhide was outside the main hanger with a few others listening to Ratchet arguing with Sunstorm while Wheeljack and Skyfire tried to play referee. Strangely enough, Optimus had a hand clamped on Jazz's arm, not allowing the smaller mech to leave. Will could only guess it was on Ratchet's orders until Prowl woke up- 'Oh there he is,' he thought as he spotted Jazz's husband quickly hurrying across the main yard, weaving his way around the scattered boxcars.
"'Hide!" Will called up to get the mechs attention. Motorhead and Bluestreak glanced down at him before turning their attention back to the commotion going on in the hanger.
"Will!" Ironhide grinned, leaning down to offer his hand to Will. "How'd it go?"
"I'll tell you on the way," he told him as he climbed up.
"On the way where?"
"You're leaving?" Motorhead asked curiously. "But you just got here."
"I have to head home for a bit," Will explained to all three of them as they looked at him curiously. "Family situation."
"It's not your daughter, is it?" Ironhide asked anxiously.
"No. Just some papers I need to fill out."
Motorhead and Bluestreak instantly looked sympathetic. "I hate filling out forms," Bluestreak commiserated. "It's always the same question eighty times."
Ironhide just looked thoughtful. "Sara?" he asked and Will nodded. Ironhide's expression became sympathetic as he said his goodbyes to the other two. Bluestreak assured him he would tell Optimus where they had gone if they could get the Autobot leader, if they could get him away from the ranting medic that was.

Tossing rocks into the moat behind the science hanger with the bulk of the Dew trailer shielding him from view, Barricade sat and contemplated the past few weeks. He knew he was being a coward hiding like he was but he didn't care. He just wanted time to himself for a while. He was absently watching Crikey swimming about when a voice called out his name behind him, bringing him out of his thoughts.
He turned to find one of his old roommates behind him looking determined and pointing back at their once shared hanger. "We need to talk."
Barricade felt a sense of déjà vu at that statement before he nodded and clambering to his feet. The last thing he wanted to do was to discuss his situation, again but after thinking about it there were some things he needed to say now that they were able to discuss it privately. Without a word, Barricade followed Bumblebee into their old hanger and closed the door behind him.
-To Be Continued

Author's Note: This fic has hit over 2,000 pages! O.O and we still have the final act to go through!
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