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Written By The Black Dragon Queen
Author's Notes: BONUS! xD

Chapter One Hundred Ninety: Separation Anxiety
Ironhide was rather enthusiastic about getting away from Ratchet but he wish it hadn't come with such a cost. Will had been quiet ever since they had left the base and Ironhide could only imagine what he was thinking. In this situation Ironhide could not help Will, he had no basis to go on. He could only hope that being a good listener was enough for Will. 'Now if only I can get him talking.'
"Ratchet seemed more determined than ever," Ironhide began with a rather neutral topic.
"Mmm," Will nodded but didn't say anything more.
Silence stretched for a bit and Ironhide wondered what else to say. "Loud too."
Will laughed softly at that. "Yeah, he is that."
"Optimus seemed rather terrified of him," Ironhide continued. "But then again, Ratchet is the only one of us who actually has the authority to boss him around." Will made another noise of agreement. "Glad someone can keep him from getting a swelled head."
"Ratchet is very through with his job," Will nodded absently.
More silence. "Will…" Ironhide began, only to fall quiet once more but it seemed as if something in his tone got through however as Will shook himself out of his stupor.
"I should call first," Will murmured, almost in surprise. "She might not even be home."
Ironhide sighed quietly to himself, slowing down slightly as Will pulled out his cell phone. The last thing he wanted was to head back to the base and into Ratchet's less than tender claws but he would if it was what Will wanted. It was more likely than not going to the farm was the last thing Will wanted to be doing.
They both were silent as Will hit the speed dial and waited for Sarah to pick up. Ironhide shamelessly turned up his audios so he could hear both sides of the conversation. He hoped that it wouldn't be too terrible for Will's sake.
The line clicked on after the first ring. "-Hello?-" Sarah's voice sounded anxious as it floated down the line and Ironhide internally frowned at that.
"Sarah? It's me."
There was silence on the other end for a moment. "-You got my message?-"
Will let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Yeah. I'm actually on my way now if you want." Sarah said nothing. "Or I can come tomorrow," Will added quickly. "Or… whenever."
"-No, now's fine. The daycare is rather persistent about only authorized people being able to pick the children up so you need to sign these.-"
"But that's good right? Show's they care about their charges."
"-Yeah…-" Sarah went quiet again before she cleared her throat and asked, "- When can you be here?-"
"Oh. Um," Will glanced around, trying to get his barring and determine how much longer they had to drive. "Probably an hour or so?"
"-Fine. I'll have the papers ready.-"
There was more silence and Ironhide sighed again. "Well, I'll see you in a bit." Will's voice sounded a bit forced, as did Sarah's when she said her own goodbye and Will flipped his cell phone closed much to Ironhide's relief.
Silence once again dominated the atmosphere as Will turned and looked out the window while he could before he had to pretend to drive. Ironhide was quiet as well, trying to figure out what Sarah was thinking from the short conversation he "overheard". It was clear it was more than just awkward between Sarah and Will and Ironhide felt more than a little guilty that he was the cause.
Will meanwhile was also re-running the short conversation through his head and wondered if it was going to be that uncomfortable in person. He felt guilty for what he was putting Sarah through but it couldn't be helped. He couldn't stop being with Ironhide even if he wanted to, and he didn't want to. He was hopelessly in love with the mech.
With a sigh, he leaned back in the seat and tried to relax as best he could. The drive to the farm was peaceful and he was determined to soak it up before seeing Sarah. The one perk was that he was going to be able to see Abby. They hadn't set up a visiting schedule as of yet but they wouldn't be able to do so until after Thirteen was no longer a threat.
Just thinking about it made Will frown and he leaned his head back against the headrest. 'One more thing that they've messed with,' he thought quietly to himself. He let out another sigh and wasn't surprised that Ironhide caught it.
"You okay?" Ironhide asked gently.
Will hummed as he stretched. "Just thinking about everything."
"Everything?"
"Just… Sarah and Thirteen and… everything."
There was a long pause before Ironhide spoke again. "Regretting it?"
Will jolted out of his thoughts and looked at the radio in shock. "Regretting what?"
Ironhide internally kicked himself for letting that slip out. "Just… anything." He finally answered.
Will could feel himself getting slightly affronted. "You mean do I regret being with you rather than her." Ironhide scrambled for a response to that and Will actually snarled in the following silence. "I don't," he stated firmly. "Any of it. Damn it 'Hide. I love you so why would I regret anything?"
"I know you don't regret being with me but-"
Will raised an eyebrow. "But?" he prompted.
Ironhide sounded sad when he answered. "I'm sorry that you can't have a normal life."
Will let out a small huff of laughter. "Normal is overrated anyway. Besides, do you think I could go back to being normal after everything that's happened?"
"I'm just…" Ironhide struggled to find the words. "I just want you to be happy."
Will's expression softened. "And I am happy 'Hide."
Ironhide couldn't help but feel elated at that. "No regrets?"
"None," Will answered without hesitation.
"Oh… well that's good."
Will shook his head. "I may have dreamed of a normal life once." Ironhide listened intently, waiting for him to continue. "But after being in the war and everything I don't think I can ever be satisfied with just a simple life."
"I doubt being with us has been anything but quiet," Ironhide snickered.
"You're all entertaining, I'll give you that," Will chuckled.
Ironhide struggled internally for a moment before he spoke again. "But you know, we're struggling for a normal life ourselves. Despite Starscream and the other Decepticons who are still after us, we all just want to go back to the quiet, simple lives we once had ourselves. Now that Megatron is out of the picture, we are that much closer to being able to have that back."
Will instantly understood what it was that Ironhide was trying to say. "I understand. We're both war vets and while there's still unrest in our lives, we're also trying to move on with them."
Ironhide hesitated again. "So still no regrets?"
Will smiled softly as he gently stroked the steering wheel. "Not a one."
Ironhide couldn't help the swell of happiness and the feeling of relief that overtook him. "Thank you."
The soft smile turned into a full grin. "Face it, you're not getting rid of me that easily."
"Wouldn't dream of it," Ironhide replied. "Epps would just sic Ratchet on me."
Will laughed at that and they spoke the rest of the time speaking about the others at the base and the dynamics of the new arrivals both with the fliers and Barricade's team arriving. It was surprising that three more Decepticons had defected and he wondered what they were like as he had yet to be properly introduced to them. He settled for asking Ironhide what his opinion was of the them.
"I'm still in shock that Barricade has a team," Ironhide muttered. "But Bluestreak is dating one of them and if he's willing to be with a Decepticon they can't be all that bad."
"Bluestreak dating one is that much of a thing?"
"Bluestreak has had… issues with the Decepticons and for him to let go of his hatred of them to be with one must mean that they can't be that bad," Ironhide explained. "Red Alert and Hound appear to like them too. Inferno seems to be able to at least tolerate them as well, though he's been more occupied with Red Alert's condition."
"I'm sorry I didn't get to meet them yesterday," Will said. "But you all seemed rather… occupied."
"Slagging foam!" Ironhide huffed and Will just laughed. "I can't believe they took my guns and turned them into foam cannons!"
Will made a sympathetic noise while trying to resist the urge to snicker. "Poor baby."
"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up," Ironhide grumbled as they finally reached the edge of town and turned towards the more rural roads.
Will fell quiet again as they go closer towards their destination and Ironhide became apprehensive once again. "Will… if you want to turn back around, we can."
Sighing, he shook his head. "No. Best get this over with."
Ironhide slowed as they reached the road towards the farm. Maneuvering carefully down the dirt pathway, he was vigilant of all the dips and bumps that dominated the lane. "I'll wait at the end of the drive again," he stated as he went around a rather deep rut.
Will let out a huff of air in exasperation. "You don't have to stay at the bottom of the drive every time you know."
"I do but I think it's the best thing," Ironhide explained, careful around a small puddle. "The last thing I should be doing is rubbing it in her face that you're with me and not her anymore."
Will shifted in his seat slightly. "I haven't exactly told her I'm- well, that you and I are… um…"
Ironhide let out a bitter chuckle. "Bad enough that you're an alien sympathizer."
"Ironhide!" Will instantly snapped before he looked back at the house apprehensively. "But she should know that-"
"That what? You dumped her because you fell in love with an alien?" Will scowled down at the radio but Ironhide pressed on. "Trust me, now is probably not the time to bring it up either."
"Then when?" Will frowned. "She deserves to know 'Hide."
Ironhide knew Will was right but he couldn't help but feel tense about it. "I still don't think it's a good idea. You don't know what she'll do."
Will shook his head. "I know Sarah," he reminded him. "She's not going to be happy and she'll be hurt but she'll understand."
Ironhide still felt troubled. "If you're sure," he said as they finally did reach the driveway.
"I'm positive," Will nodded again. "Besides, she deserves the truth."
Ironhide couldn't argue with that but he was still worried. After how Sarah acted when accompanying Ironhide and the other Autobots had been Will's duty rather than choice, he couldn't help wonder how she was going to react to the knowledge that Will was now involved with one of them. He just hopped that Sarah would at least be rational about the whole thing.
He parked at the end of the drive as usual and waited quietly as Will gave him a quick pat on the dash and hopped out. There was nothing for it now. He just hoped that Will could be strong through this as he had been through everything else.
Will meanwhile trudged up the drive, fully aware that Ironhide was watching him. He knew Ironhide wasn't too happy with the idea of him telling Sarah about them but she deserved the whole truth. It would be better to just tell her now rather than having her find out about it later.
With this firmly in mind he headed up the steps to the front door and pressed the bell. No need to make it any worse that what it was going to be with barging in. Bracing himself, he waited for Sarah to answer the door.
A full minute went by and he frowned. 'Maybe she didn't hear the bell?' he wondered as he pressed it again.
It was then that there was a strange whirring noise and Will threw up his arm as a bright light suddenly blinded him. A roar of furry sounded behind him before everything went eerily silent and Will whirled around. "IRONHIDE!"
There was a booming sound and Will felt as if his heart had burst out of his chest before kicking up a gear, his pulse racing frantically. He stumbled slightly, reaching out for the porch railing to keep himself upright as his stomach clenched and a throb shot through his abdomen in time with his racing heart. It took a moment for the spots behind his eyes to clear as his hand went immediately for his gun at his waist.
There hadn't been a moment he and Epps hadn't gone armed and Will was grateful for the slight paranoia he had developed. His gaze darted about for the threat before checking Ironhide's position and he felt a lump form in his throat. Ironhide was still at the end of the drive, not moving. He could just see the slight arcs of electricity running over the truck's chassis. Will doubted Ironhide was conscious.
He was torn. His heart told him to check on Ironhide but his instincts told him to look for the threat and neutralize it so that's what he did. The light had come from the barn and he whirled around, his gun raised as he eyed the building for any hint of an enemy. It was then that the front door behind him clicked open.
Before he could turn back around, there was a crackling sound and something was pressed between his shoulder blades. With a jolt, Will knew no more.

"You said you wouldn't hurt him!" Sarah screeched as she jumped out of the black SUV that had been hidden behind the farmhouse.
"We aren't," the man before her said calmly as activity started to buzz around them.
A helicopter was landing on the clear side of the house while two large semi trucks pulled up with flatbed behind them. One stopped next to Ironhide at the end of the drive while the other continued up towards the barn where some of the men were pulling the barn doors open wide. The large cannon like gun was finally in full view, aimed right at the end of the drive where Sarah had told them that Ironhide always parked.
Sarah couldn't care less about the robotic alien, her entire focus on the comatose figure on the porch. "Then why is he unconscious?" she demanded, turning to head towards the small cluster of people that had exited the house and were now crowded around Will's still form.
The man reached out and snagged her arm, refusing to let her get closer. "Your husband is a trained military man," he reminded her firmly. "And he was armed as well. We couldn't chance it. We had to ensure that the situation could not escalate into a chaotic showdown."
She glared at him again. "You didn't have to use a stun gun on him."
"It was the easiest way to subdue him," he told her. "We didn't exactly have a lot of time to prepare between your phone call and their arrival." Here he turned to frown at her and Sarah flinched back automatically before she steeled her resolve. She was a military wife damn it. She could take care of herself and this science worm wasn't going to get the better of her.
"If one hair on his head is damaged I'll see you pay!" she threatened.
He turned back to her and smiled. "Trust us Mrs. Lennox. We'll take the best of care of your husband."
"But you-"
"This is the best thing for him," he reminded her. "We do not know how strong the alien's control over him is. Captain Lennox might have completely disregarded his own safety in order to save the metal creature."
Sarah frowned, watching as an unmarked white van backed up to the house while a group of men in sterile white outfits struggled to lift Will onto a gurney. 'It's for his own good,' she reminded herself. "You'll be able to deprogram him?" she asked firmly.
"Of course," the man beside her nodded, all the while his eyes watching as another group of men starting to haul Ironhide's unconscious form onto the flatbed.
Sarah turned a sharp glare on the man. "You're positive?"
He finally turned back towards the fuming woman beside him. "Indeed. It will take time however," he warned her. "We do not know the extent of what the aliens did to him and how deep the subliminal programming is."
"But I will have my husband back?" she demanded.
"Loving and completely devoted to you and his own planet," the man smiled broadly, all white teeth and dimples.
Sarah frowned again and turned back just in time to see Will being loaded into the van, the doors slammed behind his still form. She cringed at the sound and couldn't help but feel the beginning stirrings of doubt to bubble within her. Looking back at the barn, she saw that they had loaded the laser cannon and were securing it firmly to the second flat bed.
Turning again, she wasn't surprised to see the man had started heading towards the helicopter that had landed. Startled, she started jogging after him, calling out his name to gain his attention. "You will give him back to me?" She called out once more time.
Dr. Burgen turned and sent her another winning smile. "Trust me," he called back and he stepped into the helicopter and the door slammed behind him.
Bracing herself against the wind, Sarah watched as the helicopter took off while Dr. Burgen's men started to climb into the black SUVs. The alien truck had been loaded onto the flat bed, sparks still shooting off of him from the laser cannon that Dr. Burgen had shot him with. She scowled. He deserved it for taking her husband away from her.
Dr. Burgen had told her how the aliens were manipulating those around them. That with their superior technology they had managed to take control of not only her husband, but also his best friend Epps and that poor young Sam. How the aliens were controlling their thoughts, their actions.
Will and the others couldn't see it. They had no idea that they were being manipulated so easily, that they were being controlled. Dr. Burgen had the proof. How radio waves that could interfere with a human's brain waves.
He had shown her the readings from the alien they had in custody already. NBE seven, an alien that had taken on the form of an FBI truck! An FBI truck! There wasn't anywhere those aliens weren't infiltrating. So it was up to Sarah to ensure that they got the help they needed.
But something about that last smile Dr. Burgen had thrown her way… Sarah could help but feel a shiver of dread race through her. She was glad she had dropped Abby off at her sister's house.
It was for the best however. The government clearly wasn't going to do anything. They hadn't even warned the public that they were being invaded by these… creatures. Dr. Burgen was the only one who was willing to challenge these things head on.
Still. She looked back at the truck driving down the road and winced as they hit each and every rut. Perhaps she should take Abby and visit her mother in Florida, if only for a little while.
'Dr. Burgen would contact me when he's done,' she told herself as she made her way towards the house to fetch her purse and keys. 'After Will had been deprogrammed, Dr. Burgen will let me know.'
With this thought in mind, she climbed into her car and started the engine to follow the small parade of trucks away from her farmhouse. Will was going to see the error in his ways. She was sure of this. Will was going to come back to her. He'll be her faithful husband again. The strong, loyal man she fell in love with.
Excited by this, she flipped on the radio to a bouncy station and tried to ignore the churning in her stomach and the small whisper in her ear that told that one way or another, she probably wasn't going to ever see her husband again.

Skywarp was at a complete loss. He had no idea where to even begin let alone where he was going to go from here. The Autobots weren't exactly wandering down the street for Skywarp to find and he was getting desperate.
He had gone to Tranquility and found the address of the only Witwicky in the entire state through the California online phone book. It was for a "Ron Witwicky" rather than a "Sam Witwicky" but it was close enough. Skywarp figured he could force the human to tell him where to find "Sam Witwicky" and in turn, the Autobots once he got there.
He was therefore horrified and completely distraught at the sight of the boarded up house that boasted the matching address to the one he had downloaded. Empty. They were gone. There was no one there. He had flown for nearly twenty-four hours straight and he was at a complete dead end. There was no one left to help him.
Skywarp landed on the lawn and sat there morosely. What was there left for him to do? He had no idea where to start looking. There wasn't even a guarantee that the Autobots were even still in California. The only thing he could do was sit there and pray to Primus that the Witwicky's were just on vacation and would be back soon.
There had been some commotion as morning came and with it the neighbors continually peering over the fence into the back yard at the bizarre sight of an F-22 jet parked on the Witwicky's once crisp lawn right over the destroyed stone fountain but Skywarp ignored them. He was not leaving. This was his only lead and it had to pan out. It had to.
It had been over a day since his arrival in the dead of night but he was not giving up. He started scanning the radio and digital signals again, praying that there would be something that hinted as to the Autobot's location. There had to be something.
He paused on one frequency as a keyword pinged his monitoring system. It was a cell phone chat that mentioned a "Sam". Tuning in, he found there was a strange discussion going on with some decisively non-human names and he shamelessly listened in hoping that this was the lead he was waiting for all the while wondering what the slag Morgan horses had to do with the Autobots.
"-So is Reverb giving you any problems?-" one voice asked over the airwaves.
"-Just the usual,-" another voice replied. "-We're still having an issue getting one station to come in clear but on the whole Reverb is behaving himself very nicely.-"
There was a laugh. "-Yeah, I'm having the same issue with Zipline and his radio. CD player works wonders though.-"
"-I thought you got Sirius radio with him?-"
Skywarp thought frantically. Were there Autobots named Reverb and Zipline? And who the slag was Sirius? 'Sounds more like Decepticon names though,' he thought absently. 'Do I know any Zipline?'
He wondered briefly if there had been more Decepticons landing that they didn't know about as he continued listening. "Who would copy a Honda Civic as an alt form let alone allow themselves to be painted gold?" he muttered to himself, deciding that there was no way this "Zipline" was a fellow Decepticon as the two voices began discussing about something called a "birthday party" and he tuned out.
With a sigh, Skywarp sat back, flinching a bit as his tanks churned dangerously. The pains he had been feeling since the whole incident at the quarry were started to get worse and he hoped it wasn't an echo of Thundercracker down the Link. If he was in this amount of pain, what did that say about what they were doing to Thundercracker?
His internal clock clicked over to the top of the hour and Skywarp automatically sent out a ping. There had been nothing for over an entire rotation of the planet and Skywarp sent the ping more out of habit now than anything else. So he was completely unprepared for the answering ping sent back right at him.
He sat there, stunned before it finally registered. A return ping! A Decepticon ping! And not just anyone's ping but Barricade's signature ping. He recognized it from the fight on the snow-covered continent.
Skywarp didn't waste any time. He fired up his turbines and lifted off the ground, turning towards just outside the city limits near a ridgeline. 'Barricade!' he thought thankfully and just a bit hysterical. 'He'll help! He has to!'
With that thought in mind, he kicked his thrusters into overdrive and flew desperately towards the origin of the rather startled return ping.
- To Be Continued

Author's Notes: Yeah, I got into a total writing spree didn't I? XD Though this chapter didn't exactly turn out like I had originally planned. I was all set to have Will engage in this epic battle against Burgen's goons and he next thing I know he's completely comatose on the porch. O.o Go figure.
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