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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: I know… this chapter doesn’t really have a lot going in it but once again, it is needed. ((I say that a lot, don’t I?))
PAIRINGS REVEALED THUS FAR:
Wheeljack x Ratchet, Inferno x Red Alert, Sunstreaker X Sideswipe, Past Prowl x Jazz
Font Index: “Speaking”, ‘Thinking’, “-Radio Transmissions-”, “Cybertronion” “:Link:”
Chapter Forty-One: Miscommunication
As the group of Autobots reached the main hanger they were surprised to hear not yelling, but actual calm conversation going on between the lone Decepticon and the three remaining First Arrivals. “So Starscream is still bent on killing us?” Optimus was speaking.
“Well, it isn’t as if we didn’t know that already,” Ratchet replied bitterly as he finally closed Barricade’s hood and began running scans.
“I know,” Optimus muttered tiredly. “I just hoped that he and the other Decepticons would have left now that Megatron is gone and there’s nothing else on this planet they want.”
“Oh they want something all right. Us dead,” Ratchet growled as he placed a hand under Barricade’s passenger door and lifted the ‘Con up.
“HEY! Watch it!” ‘Cade cried out in surprise as the world suddenly tilted.
“SLAG!” Ratchet set the ‘Con down and instantly went back to his toolbox. “Damn it Barricade, your frame is about to slagging fall off!” the medic shouted as he pulled out an assortment of wrenches and extra bolts.
“Tell me something I don’t know,” Barricade huffed. “I think it happened when I was ramming those trucks against that tree.”
“Why did you do that if you knew that you were this damaged?” Ratchet demanded as he shoved an assortment of tools at Optimus to hold, much to the big rigs annoyance.
“Well, my options were kind of limited you know,” Barricade groused as he was once more lifted up and Ratchet proceeded to set the ‘Con on his side so he could work on his undercarriage, occasionally grabbing different tools out of Optimus’ arms and shoving others back in. “Please be gentle. It’s my first time,” Barricade quipped. Ratchet just snorted and got to work. “You know bug, you look better this way.”
‘Bee shook his head at the ‘Con’s baiting, knowing that the mustang was deliberately picking a fight so he didn’t have to think about whatever it was that Ratchet was doing to his person. “I’m sure I do,” ‘Bee replied. “I must say that you’re as ugly as ever.”
“Why thank you,” ‘Cade snickered.
“Enough of that! What about Starscream? Does he have reinforcements?” Optimus asked as he struggled slightly to balance the load of tools as Ratchet swapped out yet another tool.
“Unsure,” Barricade replied. “I haven’t felt any activity on the Decepticon frequency’s, but then again Starscream is a jet. He can get a lot farther, a lot faster than us.”
“True. He could be hiding out in one of this country’s other states.”
“What? You mean like Texas or something?” Ratchet asked as he tried to straighten one of the bars.
“Something like that,” Optimus muttered. “Though I doubt that he would have gone to anyplace with a large city.”
“Not with Keller and his team searching for him as well. I would think an F-22 Raptor fighter jet would be kind of hard to hide in the suburbs.”
“He could be in the farm states,” Sam offered. “Lots of room out there.”
Ratchet chuckled. “Corn,” he muttered before getting back to work.
Optimus chuckled as well but shook his head as he turned back to Sam. “Perhaps, but I would think he would more than likely be hiding out in one of your many national parks. Not many people around, good ground cover…”
“Should we put out an all points bulletin to Yogi bear?” Ratchet chuckled again.
Sam rolled his eyes from where he was sitting in ‘Bee’s palm. “I doubt Starscream would be out stealing picnic baskets.” All three of the Autobots and the one Decepticon paused as a mental image of Starscream hiding behind a tree, only to emerge on tiptoe to steal a large, yellow picnic basket, crossed their visual screens. All of them were thrown into fits of hysteria at that one. Sam just shook his head. “I think I should go to my room now and get some clothes,” he announced as he looked down at his torn jeans and wrinkled shirt. “I don’t think I’ll be getting back to sleep any time soon and I have still have some glass in my feet.”
“Indeed,” Optimus nodded as he went back to speaking to Ratchet about possible locations that Starscream could have been hiding.
‘Bee turned to take Sam to the barracks and froze when he found his path blocked by nine very confused Autobots and one Red Alert who just shrugged. ‘Bee looked around at the puzzled and worried gazes before some of them turned to look back at him. ‘Bee shuffled nervously. “Um, hi guys,” ‘Bee gave a little wave that Sam imitated.
Red Alert seemed to be the only one who seemed rather non-plus about the whole affair as he waved back at Sam. “So who is this?” Red asked as he broke away from the group and made his way into the hanger, skillfully avoiding Inferno’s belated grab at him. “I thought it was only Starscream and that drone that survived.”
“Decepticon Barricade, commander of the Race Track Patrol unit,” Barricade chirped from where he was still on his side on the boxcar. “I’d shake your hand but…”
Red just smirked. “Red Alert, Security Chief. Speaking of,” Red turned to Optimus. “Should I have the others build us a brig?”
Optimus was startled slightly by the question, having been occupied by the idea that there was now a human faction after them as well as the remaining Decepticons. “Oh, um… I‘m sure that won’t be necessary.”
Red hesitated for a moment before he nodded in acceptance as Ratchet took a moment to lean down in front of the ‘Con. “Welcome to the Autobots,” the medic repeated Optimus earlier statement.
“Oh joy,” Barricade muttered. “So when do we all pull out the odd party hats and start singing ‘Kum Ba Ya’?”
‘Bee just shook his head and looked back over at Optimus. “So you’ll accept Barricade’s request for sanctuary?” he asked warily. Sam instantly whirled around from where he had been picking the remaining glass from the bottom of his feet to stare at Optimus with a hopeful yet nervous gaze.
Optimus threw a look over at Ratchet who shrugged. “Your call man. Why I’m glad I’m not a Prime,” Ratchet replied as he continued to work on ‘Cade’s frame.
“Oh you’re a lot of help,” Optimus muttered.
“Sanctuary?” Red asked confused. “He’s looking for asylum? From who?”
“Starscream,” Everyone answered at once.
Red stared for a second before he nodded in understanding. “Wow, what did he do that sent you looking for us?” he asked the ‘Con.
“Besides my lovely new makeover?” Barricade replied. “Let’s just say the last thing I want to do is help Starscream start another war. The other is, who would actually willingly take orders from that nut?”
Red nodded again before turning to Optimus. “Well, while it does present us with a potential security breach-”
“Which he won’t,” Bumblebee insisted, interrupting the chief with a small frown.
Red tilted his head as he stared at both Sam and ‘Bee who were glaring at him. “As I was saying,” he began once again with a small shake of the head. “I will go with whatever you dictate Optimus Prime. If you say he can stay, then I have no problem with it.”
“I see a problem with it.” Everyone turned surprised at Inferno’s sudden growl. “It’s a ‘CON!”
“Well obviously,” Barricade muttered and began wishing that Ratchet would set him back down on his tires. The last thing he wanted to do was be in the middle of the impending argument on his slagging side. “Ratchet, would you mind?”
“Hang on,” Ratchet muttered as he tightened one last bolt. “Okay.”
His vision suddenly righted and Barricade sighed in relief. “Thanks.” Ratchet seemed somewhat surprised by the gratitude but gave the ‘Con a small smile before he moved to take up position next to the ‘Con in case anyone got a little… edgy.
“Optimus,” Prowl stepped forward, entering the hanger, but not coming in too far, still eyeing the ‘Con warily. “What is going on here? Why are you even considering giving this… Decepticon asylum?”
Optimus frowned at him. While he understood Prowl’s concern, he wasn’t happy that his orders were coming into question. “There are circumstances here that you are not briefed on, Prowl,” he told the commander. “Since you do not have all the facts yet, you are unable to make an informed decision.”
“Informed decision?” This time it was Wheeljack who broke in. “What’s there to know? He’s a ‘Con; we fight ‘Cons. End of story.”
“He saved my life,” Sam piped up from where he and ‘Bee were now next to the boxcar and the ‘Con across from Ratchet. ‘Bee let Sam down and the boy made his way over to stand next to the mustang now that his feet were glass free, though still somewhat sore. “He didn’t have to but he did. He’s done nothing but help us this entire time! And he hasn’t done anything against you since the battle in Mission City!”
“Including standing guard while everyone was busy trying to strap the unconscious Sunstreaker onto Optimus,” ‘Bee added flatly, a scowl set on his normally cheerful face. “We were in the middle of the city with an injured mech and no back up. Barricade could have easily alerted Starscream of our circumstances but he didn’t.”
“WHAT?” Everyone bellowed.
“He was there?” Optimus shouted in surprise before whirling around to stare at Barricade. “And why was that?”
Barricade wished he had the ability to shrug. “Had to ensure that the five incoming mechs weren’t Starscream’s back up,” he explained as casually as he could. “And if it had been certain Decepticons, I was hoping to be able to speak to them before they got in touch with Starscream. Soundwave for instance; they hate each other. With Megatron dead, I was hoping that we could at least prevent him from aiding the crazed jet. Also there are a few Decepticons that I know of that weren’t too keen on the war themselves. While they love the destruction, some were getting rather tired of it all.”
Ratchet leveled the ‘Con a look. “You’re kidding,” he drawled.
Barricade huffed. “It’s the truth.”
“You believe him?” Perceptor cried out in disbelief.
“Well yeah,” ‘Bee shrugged, completely shocking the newly arrived. “He hasn’t lied to me yet.”
“That you know about,” Wheeljack entered the conversation. “How do you know that he hasn’t been? Lying that is.”
‘Bee glanced back down at Sam and the ‘Con before turning back to the group and shrugging again. “I don’t, but it was Mrs. Witwicky who gave the final verdict. She seems to have adopted him.”
“JUDY?” Optimus and Ratchet began laughing.
“Oh poor ‘Cade,” Ratchet snickered.
“Hey, she’s a good woman,” Barricade protested. “And I was honored that she became my friend.”
“Did she dress you up like she does the dog?”
“No, thank Primus.”
“Hold it!” Everyone turned to stare at Prowl who was looking back and forth at the small group in front of him. “This absolutely does not compute! This is the biggest security breach and you,” he pointed at Red. “Don’t seem to even care.”
“Well, he was with Sam and whenever anything concerns Sam-” Red started.
“And that’s another thing!” Prowl interrupted as he whirled to now point at Sam. “Who and what is this?”
Sam stared at the finger before he turned to look at Optimus. “Didn’t you tell him about the last battle in Mission City?”
Optimus shook his head. “Haven’t had the time yet.”
“And what is this battle we keep hearing about? What is going on around here?”
“Yes, correct me if I’m wrong here but are we not at war with the Decepticons?” Blaster finally spoke up as he glanced around at the others whom had arrived before them. “Was there talk of a peace?”
“Of a sorts,” Optimus answered the scouted. “The Decepticons were able to find Megatron-”
“What? Megatron is here?” Prowl shouted in surprise which was instantly echoed by his team as the other three all whirled around to ask the others what had happened.
“Not anymore!” ‘Bee called out triumphantly, halting any and all shouting that the others had been doing. “Sam here managed to Offline him.”
“WHAT?” And now all four of the newest arrived turned to stare at Sam who simply shrugged, now used to the reaction whenever mechs learned that it was him who defeated the Decepticon ruler.
“That’s why I’m not freaking out,” Red said in exasperation. “The ‘Con came here with Sam, apparently having protected the boy from an attack. Whenever it has to deal with Sam I’ve learned to just go with it.”
Inferno turned to stare at his husband in utter and complete shock while Wheeljack made his way over to Perceptor, causing Ratchet to glare them. “I’ll try and have a new sample to you later today,” Wheeljack told the scientist, not even bothering to be secretive about it any longer. “Whatever it is may be affecting the Decepticons as well.”
“What sample?” Optimus asked as he looked between his engineer and scientist. “What are you babbling about?”
“That!” Wheeljack shouted as he pointed to Optimus. “Since when do you use words like ‘babbling’?”
Prowl turned back around and looked at the Second Arrived searchingly. “You have witnessed anomalies with Prime’s team?” he asked them seriously.
“Oh like you wouldn’t believe!” Sunstreaker spoke up.
“They’ve been acting crazier than us!” Sideswipe added. “And you should have seen how the humans acted when we went with ‘Bee to their city.”
“You’re alt modes are slagging Lamborghini’s!” Bumblebee stressed. “Of course everyone would freak out.” The twins just stared at him.
“Even Red has changed since he landed on this planet! He’s not acting normal!” Inferno cried. Everyone turned to look at him pointedly. “Well, what’s normal for him!”
“What?” Red cried out, outraged. “What do you mean I’m not acting normal?”
“Red, there’s a Decepticon in our base and you’re not freaking out,” Inferno told him flatly.
“Just because I’m not freaking out means I’m not acting normal?” Red cried out affronted by the announcement. He stared up at Inferno, a hurt look on his face. “What? You don’t trust me anymore?”
“No! It’s not that!” Inferno instantly tried to sooth the security chief from where he was still standing in the doorway, still not wanting to enter the building with the ‘Con there. “It’s just that we think you might be sick…”
“SICK?” Red bellowed out. “I’ve never been sick in my life! I can’t believe that you think that!”
Optimus turned to Ratchet as Red whirled around and presented his back to his husband in anger. “Perhaps when he hit his head after the transmitter exploded…” Optimus offered.
Ratchet shrugged. “All scans were normal.”
“He hit his head?” Inferno bellowed before he stormed all the way into the hanger and grabbed Red by his arm, whirling him back around. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“What was there to tell?” Red shouted back. “I just got knocked out for a few seconds. It was no big deal.”
“NO BIG DEAL?” Inferno seemed to lose the ability to speak after that as he continued to stare at his husband, giving him the occasional little shake as he tried to form coherent words.
“Inferno, calm down!” Wheeljack shouted as he too entered the hanger and made his way to Ratchet. “There’s been something going on with you,” he told the medic softly. “All of you,” he now glanced at Optimus and ‘Bee. “We noticed it the first day we arrived.”
“You guys have been acting… strange…” Perceptor explained. “Not like how you used to…”
“Well…” Optimus stared at the group, thinking. “It has been a long time since you’ve seen us. Things change. We changed.”
“Especially after Megatron and the other Decepticons were defeated,” Ratchet put in. “After that, save for the possibility of Starscream still on the loose, things got a lot calmer and more relaxed around here after their deaths.” Ratchet suddenly cringed and glanced down at the mustang. “Er, sorry.”
Barricade huffed again. “In war, it’s to be expected.”
The other group of Autobots just stared at them for a long time. “I doubt the change could be attributed to simple peace,” Perceptor announced.
“Indeed. We would expect that you would go back to the way you were on Tyger Pax, not these crazy, hyperactive mechs we’ve found on this planet.”
“What?” Optimus cried out. “What are you talking about? We’re the same mechs now as we were then.”
Wheeljack turned to stare at his leader solemnly. “Gremlins.”
Optimus and Ratchet shuffled slightly in embarrassment as Sam and ‘Bee looked on puzzled. “What about gremlins?” Sam asked as he stared at the two mechs.
“Er, long story…”
“So let me see if I understand this,” Prowl spoke up once again. “There have been multiple times that the First Team has acted strangely, correct?” The others nodded and he turned to Optimus. “Perhaps I should take command, seeing as we are all unsure whether or not you are being affected by something.”
“We’re not being affected by anything!” Optimus cried out in frustration. “We’ve just changed, that’s all. We’ve adapted to the peace. Is that really so hard to believe?”
“Optimus, I really think I should take command seeing as it is unclear here exactly what is going on,” Prowl said in a rather gentle tone, as if he were trying to sooth an agitated sparkling.
“Oh come on!” Everyone whirled around to stare at Barricade as he began laughing hysterically. “You honestly haven’t realized it? Oh Primus, I swear. You Autobots! Everything has to have some underlying meaning doesn’t it?”
“What are you speaking of ‘Con?” Prowl demanded as he glared down at the car.
Barricade let out another small bout of laughter. “Don’t you get it?” he called out. “Human!” he said as he suddenly opened his door in order to give Sam a small nudge. “They’re acting human!” And with that, Barricade was sent off into hysterics once again.
“WHAT?” the three First Arrivals cried out in surprise.
“What do you mean?” Ratchet asked him since he was the first to gain his composure back.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Barricade repeated. “From what I know, after they arrived in the city, the other Autobots have had practically little to no interaction with the humans, correct?”
Optimus stared at the ‘Con. “Well, I guess that’s true.”
“And before the battle for the All Spark, your team had spent almost a whole year learning about Earth and the humans, correct?” Barricade continued.
“Well, yes there is that,” Ratchet mused as he thought about it.
“And then you had the humans help out with the retrieval of the All Spark and helped with the battle against my companions did you not?”
“Well, they were kind of already involved before-”
“And,” Barricade interrupted Optimus’ attempt at an explanation. “Since you have been negotiating a treaty with the humans to allow our kind to stay here, even on a temporary basis, wouldn’t you say that you’ve been speaking to the humans almost continually since the end of the battle?”
“Well, we do have to alert them to any possible attack,” Optimus tried again.
“And do you not allow some of the humans who helped you to actually live here on your base?”
“Well, Sam spends most of his time with us anyway since he’s our representative and Will is having a small disagreement with his wife so he visits every once in a while.”
“VISITS?” Barricade howled with laughter. “Prime, please tell me you aren’t that delusional about the human and your weapons specialist.”
“What?” ‘Bee looked at his two commanders. “What’s he talking about?”
“Never mind!” Optimus said quickly before turning back to Barricade. “You’re imagining things.”
“Oh am I?” Barricade practically hummed. “I’ve met Ironhide and I’ve met Will Lennox. Are you sure I’m just imagining things?”
“That’s neither here, nor there,” Ratchet stated as he sent Optimus an “I told you so” look. “But that we’re acting human actually makes sense. And when did you meet Will?”
“I’ve been living in the Witwicky garage and Epps apparently needed something for his damaged jeep. You do the math.”
Ratchet just snickered. “Wait until Ironhide finds out.”
Optimus was frowning at Barricade who seemed rather smug before turning back to Ratchet. “Well, his explanation is understandable. We have been around the humans a lot. Especially Bumblebee.”
“Whoa! Don’t get me involved!” ‘Bee shouted as he scooped Sam back up. “I’m just an innocent bystander here!”
Optimus tilted his head and gave the youngest a long look before he glanced back down at Sam before looking up at ‘Bee again. “You were saying?”
“Whatever,” ‘Bee shook his head as he sat back down on one of the empty boxcars.
“So, it’s not a virus?” Sunny whined.
“You mean that nothing is wrong with them?” Sides continued.
“But what about the strange wave?” Wheeljack insisted.
“Well you didn’t think that you were all acting strange, did you?” Ratchet asked them skeptically. “It was just us whom you thought was affected.”
There actually was a small pause as the second arrivals turned to glance at Sunstreaker before turning back to Ratchet, much to the Gallardo’s puzzlement. “That’s still undetermined,” Perceptor told him.
Ratchet shook his head but did turn to give Wheeljack a large smile. “Well, at least I know what all your sneaking about and strange conversations have been about now. Honestly, I was getting worried that you preferred Perceptor’s company to mine.”
Perceptor and Wheeljack both turned to look at one another horrified. “What?” Wheeljack cried out. “You thought that?”
Ratchet just shook his head. “Well what else was I suppose to think? You weren’t telling me anything.”
‘Bee snickered. “Now I know what the look was about! You were jealous!”
Ratchet gasped. “I was not!”
“Was too!”
“Was not!”
“Well it does explain your attitude the past couple of days,” Optimus chuckled.
“Et tu, Prime?”
Everyone watched the small group laughing for a while before Hound had to ask. “So what happened with the All Spark? Do you have it?”
Optimus and the others instantly sobered up. “Unfortunately, it was destroyed during the last battle.”
“WHAT?” the four cried out as they began all speaking at once. Optimus finally got them to settle down and gave a quick summary of the last battle and why Sam had been so important during those last few days of the war.
“Wait,” Prowl shook his head as he tried to compute everything that he was being told. “So it was the All Spark that the human used to kill Megatron?”
“It was the closest thing at hand!” Sam protested. “And I figured since Optimus was so adamant that I shove it in his chest that if it was destroyed by doing that, why not save Optimus and shove it into Megatron?”
Prowl stared down at the little human puzzled. “So it was Starscream that attacked you yesterday in some sort of revenge?”
“Er, well. Not all humans seem okay with our presence,” Ratchet admitted slowly and the commander turned to him now waiting further explanation. “Well, when the frozen Megatron was found some humans were assigned to study him and well,” he shrugged.
“Let’s just say that while we managed to defeat the first group, it seems there’s now a second group to worry about.”
“See?” Red chirped rather cheerfully. “Now aren’t you glad I built my moat?” No one said a word as they all just stared at the perky mech.
Barricade just groaned. “Crazy Autobots…”
-To be continued
Authors Note: Now the next chapter is going to be more droll discussions and will be wrought with tension and mistrust. I know, I know. A little depressing for the holidays but there was nothing I could do about the timing. Hopefully the chapter with Will, ‘Hide and Epps will brighten things up. Join us next week for chapter 42: The Hard Questions
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