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If an Autobot were to see Barricade parked at the bottom of the small dirt road that led up to the local teenager hangout in full patrol mode, they would most likely assume that he was there ensuring that no one would disturb the two he had left above.
If a Decepticon were to hear of Barricade remaining at the end of the road instead of leaving completely, they would conclude that he lingered to eavesdrop on the twosome still at the top of the rise.
If anyone were to simply ask Barricade however, why it was he was plunked down at the bottom of the road in full alt mode, flashing his lights at any car that appeared around the curve with a pair of teenagers in the front seats, he would tell them that it was simply because he had been sparked a complete and utter bastard.
'Lying to yourself is never a good sign,' he thought to himself cynically as he lit up his rollers when another car pulled around the bend. The driver immediately braked upon seeing him before backing up, turning around to the best of their ability and heading back the way they came. Barricade watched with a bit of disgust. Of the multitude of couples, so far only one driver had preformed a decent three-point turnaround. 'It's amazing anyone even knows how drive on this planet.'
He knew that the retreating couple was most likely going to warn any other cars currently up the road and that he had a few moments before anyone else tried to drive up. With a sigh, he sat back and tried his best to stop thinking.
Unfortunately, he also knew that that would be impossible. His processor refused to turn off on his command and he found himself alone with his thoughts. Thoughts that continued to run in little circles and each and every one of them revolved around the human he had left at the top of the rise with the bug.
He didn't want to admit it, but the conversation, both conversations; he had had with the Autobot alone and then with Sam had… troubled him. He hated it when any of his convictions were questioned. He hated it even more when they were then examined, disputed and then promptly declared invalid. He especially hated when his position on matters was proven to have been the wrong one all along, and Barricade hated being wrong.
It was true, though that there was a possibility, no matter how slight, that Sam could hold a Link, but Barricade had believed, was sure, that without a spark Sam would more than likely survive it's loss. Especially since Barricade himself was trying his damned best to ensure that it never got past the fledgling stage on his end. It had never even occurred to him that even a limited Link might have harmed the boy's heart if broken.
He wasn't a complete moron to suspect that the human heart was anything like a Cybertronion spark. He knew there was a major difference. But after that the bug had shouted that statement about heart failure at him, Barricade found himself doing a quick check on multiple medical sites while on the drive to the point.
The sites had clearly stated that extreme stress and strain could cause a human's heart to go into shock, if not just shut down completely. Thus the favored term of "you nearly scared me to death" suddenly had a whole new meaning for Barricade. A snapped- 'Telepathic? Is that the word I want? Or empathic? Oh who cares?' He snarled to himself as he stared down the dirt road without seeing it.'A snapped telepathic/empathic bond with a giant alien would certainly qualify as a shock to the system.'
And if Sam was vulnerable to the eradication of the Link then there went nearly each and every excuse that Barricade had come up with to deny its existence. And they were excuses. He may have fooled himself but clearly he hadn't fooled anyone else. Bumblebee, Soundwave and even Ironhide had picked apart his reasoning one by one. Every point he made was discussed, dissected and disregarded.
Barricade was soon left with nothing to hide behind. Without his excuses, he had been forced to look at the crux of the matter and it all boiled down to one lone fact. He had a Link. A Link. Never mind that Sam was human, Barricade never thought, in all his life, that he would find someone with whom he could Link to.
He had mostly resigned himself to a life with someone in the same boat as him. Someone who had never found their own Linked partner and resigned to maintain a relationship of convenience. Someone who, if he wasn't Linked with, he could at least tolerate. And if the mech Barricade was with did manage to find the one the stars chose for them, well then Barricade would just move on and find another lost soul who was looking for someone to spend their time with.
Never once did he ever believe that there was a Link out there for himself, let alone that he would be able to find it. That was for other mechs. The ones who spent almost their whole lives looking for it, even if Decepticons never mentioned that they were aloud. That had never been Barricade's concern. He had never once thought that it would ever be an issue for him.
So here he was. On some little planet in a corner of a tiny galaxy, Linked…
…and he had absolutely no idea what to do about it.
He had never before paid attention when those few, partnered Decepticons spoke of their Link. Even when Frenzy had brought up his own Link with Rumble during those few melancholy moments in space, searching the stars for their leader and a cube that could change their whole existence, Barricade hadn't really listened.
Now that he himself found he was with a Link, he had absolutely no clue as to what was even normal. All he could pull from was what he had witnessed those few times couples had found one another in the Decepticons ranks. Even watching the couples on the Autobot base wasn't very informative other than the mushy stuff they insisted on exposing everyone else to. Ironhide himself could get rather nauseatingly mushy with Will, in a gruff, surly way…
Barricade quickly derailed that train of thought and shoved it off a bridge, caboose and all.
No, even if Barricade had paid attention to the nauseating couples, he still would have no clue how to proceed with Sam. If he had been Linked to a Decepticon, he knew exactly what would have happened. There would have been a fight for dominance and once established, they would have more than likely been fragging like maniacs. Slag, even if it had been an Autobot he wouldn't be as alarmed. Autobots at least were still Cybertronion, came from the same culture. Had sparks for crying out loud.
But Barricade was Linked to a human. A creature from another world- a whole different galaxy. A creature so much more physically weaker then himself and the other Cybertronion's that Barricade was more often afraid of just squishing him on accident.
Decepticons were built for abuse. Their thicker armor plating, the whole physique was built for the continual punishment that they themselves put each other through. Autobots were smaller and their plating thinner but Barricade had to give credit where credit was due. While Decepticons could take the hits, Autobots had the stamina and determination to outlast any Decepticon.
Sam was human. And even after everything he had done, in the end Sam was flesh and blood, not metal and energy. What in the Pit was he supposed to do with that little fact? How in the universe would a Link even work?
Then, to complicate matters, it was with the one human who had been practically adopted by the Autobots. The human who could use their own All Spark and blessed by Primus himself. And least not forget, the one human that could stand up to the Decepticons.
'And for them,' he sighed to himself, remembering Sam's stance on helping Barricade and then Soundwave even with the Autobot's trepidation. 'Primus, it all comes back to Sam…' he sighed to himself. 'And it really does come down to him. What I decide will affect him…' and in the end, that intimidated Barricade most of all.
As commander of a team, he had always made decisions that would affect others. He knew that if he told them to fight that they could be killed by those decisions. But what he decided now would also affect himself and his entire future. He thought he had been doing the right thing, denying the Link. Allowing Sam a choice.
However the Autobots had to rip apart every reasoning and shown him how wrong he was. The situation was not as black and white as he thought it to be. If he denied the Link, the he would hurt Sam. If he actually managed to break the bond, it would more than likely kill the human. And never mind how Barricade himself felt about the boy dying, the Autobots would be after his tailpipe, crying out for his dismantlement.
'If I don't die from the break myself,' Barricade snorted to himself. 'And that's if I'm the one to break the bond.'
He wasn't going to deny the facts presented to him but he wasn't about to ignore his own instincts either. If he snapped the bond too quickly, Sam's weaker heart would suffer for it. However if Sam were to pull away, it was more than likely that the human would survive.
He was Primus' chosen for Pit's sake! There was no way that Primus himself would allow any of his chosen to die. Optimus' continual function after the number of times he should have pass on to the Well of Sparks was a testament to that.
When Sam chose to pull away from Barricade, it was more than likely that if, and Barricade was still stubbornly clinging to that "if" for all he was worth. If Sam held a Link, he would not be affected as greatly as Barricade. Sam would survive. Barricade… more than likely wouldn't.
And the longer the human and the Autobot remained on the ridge, the more Barricade felt like it was a certainty that Sam, even after claiming that he never would, would leave Barricade for his yellow Autobot guardian. Barricade had indeed, raised his audio receptors a few times and listened in on the pair above. He was a Decepticon and they never would let an opportunity like this get away. Especially as Sam and 'Bee were still talking about him even though he was no longer there.
He had groaned every now and then at some of the statements they made and he had no idea how chicken eggs had entered the conversation. Birds, however, was a safe subject at least, compared to some of the topics being bounced around up there. The last thing he ever wanted to picture was Ironhide and Will in flagrante delicto.
Firmly deciding he was not going to think about that, he focused harder on what the Autobot and Human were saying. The two were clearly awkward in their conversation and Barricade wondered how long they were going to drag it out. They certainly seemed like they weren't getting anywhere to Barricade.
Then came the reason why Sam was no longer with Mikaela and it only proved what Barricade had thought all along. The boy was in love with Bumblebee. The fact that Sam had declared the same thing for him was irrelevant. Actions did, indeed, speak louder than words and 'Bee and Sam had stopped talking altogether. Barricade practically slammed his audio receivers off.
'I knew it,' he muttered to himself as he refused to think about what was going on just up the path. "When" seemed to be a lot closer than even Barricade had predicted. So why was he so slagging pissed?
Sam and the bug were… simply taking him up on his offer and having a good time. There was nothing for him to be angry about. He saw this outcome from practically the beginning. He's the one who gave them the slagging go ahead… so why the fuck was he feeling so… upset about it? Why would he be surprise or, Primus forbid, hurt by the notion of Sam choosing 'Bee?
He was a Decepticon, slag it. He was made of sterner stuff and nothing like emotions were going to bring him down. Emotions were for the Autobots… 'Which is why Sam is in love with the bug,' a small voice inside of him stated. He quickly squashed it.'Slag it!'
This was the reason why he believed that there was no possible way for Sam to have a Link. That as a Human, Sam was completely unaffected by the unwritten rules of a Link. If there had been a Link on Sam's side then Bumblebee wouldn't have even been a factor at all.
Bumblebee had absolutely no idea that his very own presence had been what had spurred Barricade's denial over the Link on. Sam had even confirmed Barricade's suspicions when he claimed that he was in love with both of them, though he wasn't sure to what degree. It seemed pretty clear to Barricade however that his feelings for Bumblebee outweighed his mind-set to help him.
'Is it any surprise though?' the rather un-squashed voice in Barricade's mind asked. 'That Sam would still have feelings for the bug? The Autobit came straight out and said that he was in love with Sam, plain and simple.'
Barricade had been rather surprised at that little announcement. To hear the Autobot say the actual words. Not that he didn't expect the bug to tell Sam how he felt, but he was more shocked that Bumblebee had said it in Barricade's presence. Twice!
He had never heard any Decepticon come out and actually say it. To reveal feelings of attachment was basically putting a target on your back. They never spoke of their deepest feelings save for when they were in private, by themselves or with their chosen.
'So to sum it up, I'm Linked to a human. A human who may or may not have the ability to hold a Link but probably doesn't even realize he can because, due to his human emotions meant he's got feelings for another mech.' He sighed. 'Sam is torn between the bug and myself and as long as he is, the Link cannot be fully tethered on his end.' Which Barricade told himself was a good thing even as deep down it angered him.
Sam would be safe with Bumblebee. It was how things should have gone in the first place. How things would have gone if Barricade had never confronted Ladiesman217. If Barricade had never been assigned to Starscream's scouting team. If Barricade had never left Cybertron in those dark days before the end of what had been their home world.
So the only question left to Barricade became. 'What now?'
Barricade himself certainly felt something towards the human teenager but he'd be damned if he spoke of it aloud. Not that he even knew what his feelings were. The boy was confident, determined, and stubborn as hell and though most of Barricade's feelings were unclassified, he did respect the boy and held just a bit of admiration for him. Who wouldn't? He had taken down Megatron and even Megatron had given the boy kudos for that one.
And so as much as the two lengthy conversations shaken him, they had steeled his resolve even more. He respected Sam. Admired what he had done, not just for the Autobots but for their kind as a whole all the while defending his own planet, even though the other humans, save for a few handful, had no clue as to how close they were to being dragged into an intergalactic war.
Link or no Link, Sam had to be protected. Starscream was still out there. Bent on revenge for some asinine reasoning only the once scientist knew.
Barricade knew that he and Soundwave along with their teams were the only ones who could stand up to one of Starscream's full frontal assaults. Megatron had been clear and to the point even in the midst of battle. Starscream was gritty and erratic and intelligent enough to think on the fly, quite literally sometimes.
'What is that idiot flyer even up to?' Barricade had to wonder. 'What in the world is the point to continue fighting the Autobots?'
Cybertron was gone, Megatron was, as far as they knew, dead and Earth had just proven that after eons of the All Spark's presence, it could produce not just energy but actual Energon crystals. So what exactly was Starscream's reason to go for Sam's blood? It couldn't have been revenge for his once leader. Starscream himself had tried to off Megatron on more than one occasion.
Was he upset that his kill had been practically yanked out from under him? Just why was it that the flyer was so focused on Megatron's demise rather than the Decepticon's defeat? What Starscream had been saying about Sam and how much he wanted to tear him limb from limb had startled even Barricade. There was absolutely no reason for Starscream to carry such loathing for the human. It didn't even make any sense how much hatred Starscream had for Sam.
Starscream hadn't been acting like himself at all in those days after Mission City when it was just the two of them. It was almost as if with Megatron gone, Starscream had lost all direction. Like he had spiraled down into a pit of darkness that Barricade couldn't even fathom.
Barricade wondered if it had to do with the fact that he had been a scientist before the war. It was like now without Megatron to give him a focal point, all his focus had nowhere to go and so he turned it towards Megatron's killer. Starscream was so intent on hurting Sam, and more than likely Barricade himself now, that he wasn't giving his processor the time to think about anything else. Like he was closing in on himself.
Sadly, the arrival of the rest of his trine didn't seem to balance him out as Barricade had hoped. Seekers flew in threes for a reason. Their processors were continually under assault from their flight systems and battle systems and everything else in between. They needed the other two. To watch their backs, to keep each other focused. The each stabilized the other two out.
Whole trines sometimes ended up stabilizing other trines, especially when one of each team was linked to the other. They had more in common with the Earth's aviation creatures than Starscream would probably care to admit. They flocked.
Misfire was a perfect example. Separated from his own trine by orders, he had latched himself onto Starscream. Seekers needed that support of other fliers. It was in their very coding.
Even on the ground, it was as if a Seeker couldn't do one thing at a time. They were always multitasking between what seemed like dozens of projects. Which brought him back to Starscream, the once scientist.
As a seeker, Starscream was an anomaly when he went into the science division. All his processing centered on one thing, one goal at a time. But something had broken that focus and it seemed as if all the eons of suppressing what every other seeker took as everyday life had overwhelmed him.
Barricade had hoped with the arrival of Thundercracker and Skywarp, they would be able give Starscream something else to focus on. A goal. Such as the continued survival of the Decepticons and wheather they would stay on Earth, and more than likely have to abide by the Autobot's laws. Or leave, and try and find another energy sustaining planet to live on to call their own.
If the attack in the Arctic was anything to go by, however, Skywarp and Thundercracker were following their head seeker's lead. They would go after Sam if Starscream said so. They would try and continue this war, without rhyme or reason.
Barricade snorted to himself. 'Not that the Autobots would even notice. They're so absorbed with their own insanity that they're not even actively looking for Starscream and the other Decepticons.'
Red Alert and Blaster were monitoring from their computer and the human's news casts for any Decepticon sighting true, and Keller was listening for anything on the international front. And with Wheeljack uplinking Teletraan-Two to their own computer, Barricade was sure that the Autobots would be able to locate Starscream's position with a minimum of fuss. It would be a short step from there to try and take him out once and for all. Especially with Barricade and Soundwave giving their input on Decepticon tactics.
They just weren't doing it.
The Autobots just… didn't seem to see it as a top priority anymore. They were more than content to leave the Decepticons alone. Wheather out of indifference or Prime's silly notion to allow them to lick their metaphorical wounds while welding the real ones, Barricade wasn't sure.
They knew that Starscream was out there. Barricade had told them as much. And they had seen how dangerous Starscream could be in the Arctic with just the rest of his trine and one rogue seeker. Barricade knew how much damage they could do with the rest of Bonecrusher's team and Decepticon's answer to Sunstreaker and Sideswipe in Runamuck and Runabout.
Thank Primus that Starscream and Soundwave couldn't stand each other. If Soundwave had been a factor, Barricade knew the base/consulate, whatever the pit you wanted to call it, would have been nothing more than a hole in the ground. Moat or no moat.
Starscream though, considered himself a threat and as long as he did, he was one. So Barricade knew that as long as Starscream was a factor, no one was safe, least of all Sam. Therefore, something clearly had to be done about Starscream and if the Autobots weren't going to do what needed to be done, then slag it all to the pits, he would.
So again he can to the question of "what now?"
'Soundwave may not help,' Barricade realized suddenly. 'Or at least not go with. Not after meeting Blaster. But he'll help in any way he can. And Frenzy will probably insist on going, not to mention Megatron himself.' He sighed, not even wanting to contemplate what that would mean for his plans.'Which means that I can count on Rumble, Ravage and the buzzards tagging along. Not to mention my own team-'
He paused, frowning internally. Would Motorhead even go with him? He quickly realized that the answer was most likely yes as he flicked on his rollers to frighten off another pair of teens. 'Link or no, Motorhead would go if only to help me,' he realized. Which only brought another, more dubious thought to the forefront. 'Does that mean Bluestreak is going to come?'
He let out a small groan. That… would present a whole other slew of problems. Motorhead and Bluestreak had become practically glued at the hip-plates. Even if they could sneak out without alerting the Autobots or humans, Bluestreak might just follow them anyway. Barricade really didn't know the mech all that well to predict what he would do.
He did know how the other Autobots perceived Bluestreak however and if the gunner went with or even tried to follow them, he could bet that the rest of the Autobots would be right behind him. And if the Autobots were right behind them, then Sam would be as well and that would put the boy exactly in Starscream's cross sights and right where Barricade didn't want him to be.
'This is why I wanted to sneak out alone in the middle of the night,' he groaned to himself. With a sigh, he went back to try and formulate a plan.
'Step one: Escape Autobots. Clearly easier said then done. Figure that step out later. Soundwave should be able to come up with an idea or two. Especially with the Bluestreak angle.' At least, Barricade hoped that Soundwave would have an idea or two. 'Megatron might be able to assist with that as well.' Tentative plan for step one made, he moved on.
'Step two: Find Starscream. Relatively easier. Figure out where he's most likely to go, make sure to be able to be seen from the air and wait.' Barricade was pretty sure that Starscream's anger and hatred for him would mean that Starscream would aim right for his neck cables. They wouldn't have to go looking for Starscream, Starscream's hatred would bring him and the other Decepticons right to them. Which brought Barricade to the next step.
'Step three: Try to convince the other Decepticons to stop following Starscream. Preferably before I get shot.' Barricade was hoping that Megatron, even stuck in Frenzy would take care of that step.
'Step four...' he sighed in exasperation, 'get shot.' Oh he was not looking forward to that step. That step was going to hurt. He just had to ensure that the fifth bullet point on his outline succeeded.
'Step five: don't die.' He couldn't let himself get killed. Not while Sam was still feeling as if he was responsible for Barricade's life and allowing the Link to develop.
Sam had to pull away from the Link before Barricade could even think about going after Starscream. He only hoped that the activity happening above him meant that that would happen sooner rather than later. They were running out of time.
Starscream was going to make himself a serious problem at any moment. It had already been far too quiet on that front and Barricade knew that the seeker was probably biding his time for something big. What though, was still a complete mystery.
'So what now?' Barricade found himself asking again.
His thoughts came to a screeching halt as a familiar inquisitive chime rang in his audios. He sat there shocked even as his systems instantly began the routine of decoding and relaying all the information that the small sound had contained. It was most likely due to ingrained routine that he had automatically sent a return signal to announce that he was in the area before the information decoded even register.
When reality hit him however, Barricade was cursing up a storm as he transformed into mech mode and whirled to head up the hill, his thoughts already going over his weapons inventory. That small, innocent sound had meant everything was about to go to the pits and most likely in an exorbitant, spectacular way. The information within that sound had him tearing up the hill, gun already out and ready with a frantic mantra of 'Slag! Slag! Slag! Slag! Slag!' running through his head.
"Slag it all to Hell!" Barricade snarled as he ran. The human concept of a fiery inferno currently seemed much more appropriate than the Cybertronion's of a vast pit of darkness.
That signal had been a search ping! A Decepticon search ping! A Decepticon seeker search ping!
Though it had only been the one ping and clearly not belonging Starscream, it was still no reason to relax. A Seeker, any seeker, even by themselves was a flying time bomb of destruction. Misfire, for all his horrible aim, could dish out major damage on a regular basis was a prime example. A trine was even more so.
And the couple above had absolutely no idea that chaos was mere moments from raining down on them and Barricade had left them! They were completely exposed where they were. Especially to a seeker attack! What had he been thinking, leaving them alone?
They had deserved privacy, certainly, but Barricade should have at least insisted that they head back to the Autobot base for them to continue their…"conversation". Ratchet and Judy aside, the base was the safest place for them- for Sam. He knew, he knew that Starscream never gave up unless someone forced him to give it up and the only one so far who had been strong enough to do that was Megatron. Megatron wasn't going to be stopping him any time soon however, not stuck in Frenzy's body as he was.
Even if it was just a reconnaissance mission, Starscream had to know that any one of the flyers wouldn't be able to resist taking pot shots at any Autobot they found and Sam as a human was twice as susceptible. If Starscream wanted to be the one to take Sam down, he was going about it in a backwater way, sending one of his seekers to scout.
If it had been Thundercracker, there may have been hope that the blue seeker simply wanted to speak to Barricade. Get his and Soundwave's side of things.
But it was Skywarp!
"Slag!" Barricade shouted again as he crested the hill, waving his arms frantically and startling the other two. He refused to identify how they were positioned and he absolutely refused to think on Sam's state of undress. There was no more time for that. They had bigger issues to worry about.
"Untangle yourselves and get decent! We've got incoming!" he bellowed as he skidded past them; gun up and at the ready as the small speck in the skyline slowly became larger by the second.
There was a scramble and a lot of cursing as the two jumped apart and Sam darted towards his small pile of clothes, chanting his own mantra. Barricade couldn't help but let out a snort at that. "You already did that!" he snapped at them, refusing to allow any emotion but irritation be heard in his voice. He would not think about what they had been doing. "Concentrate on surviving the next few minutes! Live now, fuck later!"
And even as Bumblebee reached over and whacked him on he head, Barricade never let his gaze stray from that shadowed object growing into the familiar shape of a seeker. Whatever Skywarp wanted, whatever his reason for searching them out, whatever he was there to do, Barricade didn't care. He flicked the switch on his gun, allowing it to go to full charge and he took aim.
He wasn't going to give the flyer the opportunity to do anything at all.
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