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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: Well... I tried to watch Transformers G1 while snowed in this weekend because I know that the G1 team is rather OOC in my story... ... ... ... ... ... ... Let's just say that I couldn't even get past episode one I was laughing so hard! Mostly I sat there boggling that all the 'Con's, not just the seekers, could fly. Um, yeah. In my story, only seekers can fly since in the movie only Megatron and Starscream could fly and only because they had flying alt modes. I'll try and get them in character later on but no promises since I consider the Movie verse an AU anyway and I'm trying to keep everyone in the Movie atmosphere.
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-Three: Unexpected Wake-Up Call
Ironhide tried to look inconspicuous as he tore through the suburban streets outside of Tranquility at nearly seven in the morning. He had tried to draw as little notice as possible on his way to Epps’ house but he just couldn’t help himself as he continually found himself pushing seventy, much to the annoyance of the other drivers trying to get to work. Thank Primus that there were no cops on the streets, or at least none that spotted him yet as he weaved around a rather slow car. Diplomatic plates or not, he could still get pulled over.
Ironhide knew that he was being unreasonable. That Will was perfectly fine crashing out over at Epps’, but he just couldn’t help himself as he was suddenly pushing eighty. He could not get rid of the repeated pulse within his spark that told him that time was of the essence and he had to get to Will and find out if the man was okay. He was pushing ninety when he finally reached Epps subdivision.
It was with a grateful sigh that Ironhide finally turned the corner and arrived at the ranger’s modest house. Slowing down his speed considerably, Ironhide began a scan of the surrounding areas, looking for anything out of place that could pose as a possible threat to the humans. Finding no sign of any of the black SUV’s that were a favorite with the human’s known sectors, he slowly made his way towards the building. There weren’t many people around at this time of day; most were still asleep or already on their way to work. With a quick scan of the small house, Ironhide was relieved to find two human signatures, one upstairs and one downstairs snoring away on the couch. Clearly the two humans were home and still asleep.
This was not good however, as Ironhide had no idea if the humans of Sector Thirteen were going to go after Will and Epps or not since they had failed to apprehend Sam and in turn, Bumblebee. ‘Slag, they could already be on their way here already,’ Ironhide muttered to himself as he continued to watch the two unmoving humans within the dwelling. With a quick glance around the perimeter, he sighed as he pulled up into the driveway and parked next to Epps’ dented Jeep. ‘No choice here,’ Ironhide growled and after bracing himself for the assured consequences, he sounded his air horn as loud as he could; effectively awaking everyone within what had to be a three block radius.
The reaction was immediate. All the dogs along the street began barking hysterically as Ironhide watched the two figures within the house jump and promptly fall off of their respective beds. Ironhide knew that he was going to get a long, loud complaint from Epps, but time was of the essence here. He kept a long-range scanner focused on both ends of the street as he waited for the two to finally emerge.
Will was the first one to emerge from the house, since he had already been on the first floor and he quickly made his way to Ironhide, confusion written all over his face underneath the sleepy glower. He was not the only human to emerge from a house however as a few people were looking out of their doorways or windows respectively to glare at whomever it had been that had made such a loud noise so early in the morning. Will ignored them as he made his way over to the truck. “What the hell was that for?” he demanded as Epps came out of the house still in his shorts and t-shirt, glaring.
“Damn it all ‘Hide,” the man growled, “I have to live with these people you know.”
“Shut up, get in!” Ironhide growled as both his doors opened. “We don’t have much time.”
“What? What’s going on?” Will asked as he climbed in his anger quickly replaced by alarm.
“I’ll tell you on the way,” Ironhide replied tersely. “Damn it Epps, get in now!”
“Hang on, let me just lock up,” Epps muttered as he turned to go back into the house.
“Epps! NOW!” Ironhide roared, startling the dog next door with the force of the yell.
Both humans were now staring at the truck in complete disbelief as Epps turned back away from the house and quickly made his way into the passenger seat of the truck before Ironhide blew a gasket or something. “What are you doing?” Epps demanded as he glanced at his neighbors apprehensively as the door slammed shut. “Do you realize people heard you?”
“Don’t care, bigger problems,” Ironhide growled as he suddenly backed out of the driveway and took off back down the road, heading in the direction of the desert and the base within.
Both men were suddenly forced to grab the seats as they were promptly thrown around the cabin as the truck took off. “Damn it Ironhide, what’s going on? What happened?” Will demanded as he quickly grabbed the seatbelt and clicked it into place.
“Yeah, what’s with the big rush? I don’t even have my wallet… Hell, I don’t even have my shoes!” Epps growled as Ironhide tore around another corner.
“Couldn’t be helped. I had to get you both and fast.”
“What’s wrong?” Will asked concerned. Both men were now staring down at the dash worriedly. “Did Starscream attack or something?”
“I only wish,” Ironhide growled as he turned another corner.
“Is it really that bad?” Epps asked as he held on to the roll bar as ‘Hide took another sharp corner.
“Trust me, it’s bad.” Ironhide grumbled. “But the gist of it is it turns out that there’s another Sector aside from Sector Seven.”
“What?” Both men yelped at the news.
“What do you mean that there’s another sector?” Will demanded. “Where did they come from? Does Keller know?”
“Do you know what they’re planning?” Epps added. “And how did you find out about them anyway?”
“It’s why I had to get you two out of that house,” Ironhide growled. “Emergency extraction. It seems these new nut jobs calling themselves Sector Thirteen are targeting any and all Cybertronions… and are not above using our human allies as bait to get us.”
“WHAT?” the humans shouted again.
“What are you talking about?” Will demanded as they flew around another curve. “What bait?”
“Sam,” Ironhide finally stated, surprising both of them. “Sam was attacked in his own home apparently.”
“WHAT?” was quickly repeated again at high volume.
“Sam was attacked? By another Sector?” Epps said in disbelief.
“What do you mean another Sector?”
“Is that even possible? The President disbanded Seven, didn’t he?”
“Ironhide! Turn around!” Will suddenly shouted, startling Epps with the sudden hysteria of his commander. “We need to get to my house!”
“What? Why?” Epps asked surprised. “What’s wrong?”
“Sarahand Abby!” Will shouted. “We have to go get them!”
“Will, calm down!” Epps grabbed him and sat his commander back down when it looked as if the man was going to jump out of the moving truck and run all the way back to his farm on his own. “I’m sure they’re fine.”
“Indeed.” Ironhide confirmed softly. “I doubt that this new group would involve your family, Will. They’re after us, not humans.”
Will stared back down at the dash for a long moment before he sighed and sat back down. “I suppose you’re right,” he muttered. “Still, I would feel better if we went to check on them.”
“Later Will,” Ironhide said as gently as possible. “We have to regroup and figure out what’s going on with this new sector.”
Epps laid a hand on his friends shoulder. “I’m sure they’re all right,” he told the man. “You could probably call them from the base.”
“I know,” Will muttered. “But it would just make me feel better if I could go make sure that they were.”
Ironhide was quiet for a long time. “I don’t think they would use your family to get to us,” he finally said softly. “They were never really associated with us. Unlike the Witwicky’s.”
Will looked back at the dash sadly and gave the small wheel a gentle pat. “Sorry about that buddy,” he said before he got back to the topic. “So what happened at Sam’s?” Will demanded, suddenly all business as he thought over the implications of another sector possibly existing and Epps turned to look at the radio expectantly. “What about ‘Bee? Did they get him again?”
“No, thank Prime. ‘Bee was with us while we were waiting for Prowl and his unit in the desert,” Ironhide told them and both of the humans instantly relaxed. “The slagging pricks waited until they thought Sam was alone to try and obtain him.”
“So they didn’t know about Barricade living at the Witwicky house then?” Will asked and Epps immediately groaned.
Breaks squealed and both rangers were thrown forward as Ironhide suddenly veered off the road and onto the side, ignoring the blare of a couple horns from morning commuters. “YOU KNEW HE WAS THERE?” Ironhide bellowed as they sat there on the side of the road.
Epps groaned again as Will suddenly realized his slip. “Um…”
“And you didn’t tell me?” Ironhide continued, not giving either men a chance to answer. “I don’t believe it! You knew we were looking for him and you knew where he was and said nothing? And what’s worse, is he was with Sam and the last SPARKLING! They could have been in danger! Did you ever think of that?”
“Ironhide! Calm down!” Will commanded as the top kick continued muttering angrily.
“Calm down?” Ironhide yelped. “You were a part of what was essentially a cover up that could have proven harmful to myself and my comrades and you’re telling me to calm down?”
“We couldn’t help it! We promised Sam and ‘Bee that we wouldn’t say anything. We promised them.”
“They’re kids,” Ironhide growled. “They can’t be making those kinds of decisions.”
“But we aren’t,” Will replied just as firmly. “And after we spoke to not only Sam and ‘Bee but Barricade as well we determined that he posed no threat to them in the condition he was in.”
“That and Judy had already stated that he was more than welcome in her garage, so what could we do about it? It’s her house,” Epps argued.
Ironhide was quiet for a long moment before he turned on his blinker and pulled back out onto the road. “You could have at least warned us,” the top kick grumbled as they eased back into the now heavy flow of morning traffic.
Will and Epps glanced at one another before looking back down at the dash. “We are sorry,” Will said softly and Epps nodded in agreement.
Ironhide sighed again and both rangers were bathed in warm air. “I know… just wished we weren’t caught so unaware when the ‘Con showed up at our own base.”
“He was at your base?” Epps chuckled slightly, much to the ‘Bot’s annoyance.
“I think you need to tell us what happened,” Will told him. “Starting with Sam. Is he alright?”
“Oh he’s fine,” Ironhide quickly assured him. “A little shaken up from what I could tell but none the worse for wear.”
“Well that’s a relief,” Will sighed as he slouched back into his seat. “Just what happened to him anyway?”
“Well, I’m not quite sure on all the details,” Ironhide explained. “But apparently this Sector Thirteen wants to capture all the Cybertronions and thought to using Sam as bait to get ‘Bee was a wonderful idea.”
“Hence the quick pick up,” Will murmured suddenly comprehendingly.
Epps turned to look at Will surprised as Ironhide made a noise of agreement. “We don’t know just how much this group knows about us and our contacts so we thought it best to get you out of there before they thought to use you.”
“Makes sense,” Epps muttered as they drove along. “Just wish you would have let me get my shoes.”
“You’ve got gear at the base,” Will told him before turning back to Ironhide. “So how did Sam get away? I assume Barricade had something to do with it.”
“Yeah,” Ironhide grumbled sourly. “I still can’t believe it.”
Both rangers were now on the edge of their seats, both now immensely curious. “Well?” Will pressed. “What happened?”
Ironhide sighed as they weaved throughout the now thick traffic. “Well, since Barricade is unable to change out of his alt mode, he just rammed their cars against a tree, rendering them immobile and Sam was able to break away during all the commotion and make it to Barricade.”
“And then with nowhere else to go, Barricade knew he had to get Sam to you guys,” Will finished, deep in thought.
“Yeah; shocked us pretty good with his arrival, that was for sure,” Ironhide gave a small chuckle. “I still don’t know how the others reacted to his arrival. A lot of them still are very edgy from the war but you know Ratchet. No one is going to be allowed to do anything to the ‘Con until he’s healed.
“So Ratchet’s fixing him up?” Will asked happily. “Well that’s a relief.”
“I bet Barricade’s happy about that. There was only so much that Mikaela could do for him after all,” Epps added.
“Just how much did you two know anyhow?” Ironhide asked them suspiciously.
Will chuckled. “Well, we know it wasn’t gremlins that took your tow cable for one.”
“TRAITOR!” Ironhide yelped. “Why didn’t you tell me? Do you know just how crazy that made me, being unable to find that thing?”
Both men chuckled at the continued cries of outrage from the disguised Autobot. “Sorry,” Will chuckled, “but we couldn’t say anything without compromising Barricade’s cover.”
“Yeah, right… sure,” Ironhide grumbled as they finally turned off the main road and began heading out into the desert.
“So what’s the news at the base?” Epps decided to get on better topics. “Who was it that arrived?”
“Prowl and his team,” Ironhide replied, glad to be changing the subject from the ‘Con. “We managed to get in contact with them two days ago and they finally arrived last night.”
“And what was their reaction to the news that the war was over?” Epps snickered. “Were they surprised?”
“Um well,” Ironhide said in a small, embarrassed tone. “I’m not quite sure,” he admitted.
“What?” Will looked down at the dash surprised. “Why not?”
“Well, there was a Decepticon on our front lawn when we got home in case you forgot,” Ironhide snarled. “After learning about this new sector I kind of left in a hurry to get you two, you know.”
“We’re honored,” Epps drawled shooting Will a long look.
Will however, was completely oblivious. “So you have no idea?” he asked amused.
“No, and I’m worried,” Ironhide grumbled and the two humans sat back up in surprised at the apprehensive tone.
“What’s wrong?” Will asked. “What is it?”
“Prowl,” Ironhide said cryptically. “He still hasn’t learned about Jazz’s death.”
The two humans glanced at each other confused. “I don’t understand,” Will began.
Ironhide let out a long sigh. “Well, we explained it to Sam but I’ll give you the short version,” he began. “In our society, as I’m sure you noticed we don’t really have any differences between genders.”
“Yeah, we got that part,” Epps chuckled softly.
“That reminds me, how do you guys er… reproduce anyway?” Will asked, genuinely curious.
“One large revelation at a time here,” ‘Hide muttered. “Anyway, when two mechs are meant for each other, it’s more like our sparks are meant for one another.”
The two humans looked confused. “What do you mean?” Epps asked. “Like how some programs only are recognize on certain computers?”
“Something like that,” Ironhide admitted. “It’s more like our sparks find mates than we do and when they do the sparks ‘link’ to each other.”
“So this Prowl and Jazz’s sparks were linked?” Will asked.
“Yeah,” Ironhide confirmed, “and when a link breaks… well let’s just say that the remaining mech is lucky if they manage to survive the split.”
“What?” both men cried out.
“What do you mean?” Will asked, now becoming increasingly concerned. “This Prowl is going to die when he learns that Jazz is dead?”
“I didn’t say that,” Ironhide told them. “The separation of a mech’s link to their spouse is a devastating blow. The link is a constant for Aligned couples-”
“Aligned?” Epps asked.
“Married,” Ironhide translated. “They’re constantly in communication if they’re not actually speaking to each other through it. To have that bond suddenly cut is a devastating blow. All I can say is thank Primus Prowl wasn’t with us when Jazz was killed.”
“What do you mean?” Will asked surprised. “How is that better?”
“Well, when a mech see’s their spouse dying as they feel the link being severed they have a larger chance of going insane if not suicidal. Prowl was in space when Jazz died and was considerably far away when it happened. As a result, their link was strained already, but now that he’s planet side, he’s going to try and find Jazz on that link and well…”
“There’s nothing on the other end,” Will finished sadly.
“Exactly.”
“Wow,” Epps murmured. “So that’s what Ratchet and Wheeljack have? A Link?”
“Yeah, though they have yet to Align themselves. They were waiting for the war to end.”
“So it’s like love at first sight?” Will asked surprised.
Ironhide chuckled. “Well, sometimes it takes a mech a while to figure out what it is but I suppose you could call it that.”
“No wonder you’re in a hurry to get back,” Will mused as they finally saw the base on the horizon.
“Yeah. Hang on,” Ironhide told them as he slowed his speed considerably as they came upon the moat.
Both humans quickly got out and made their way over the “gangplank” as they heard Ironhide transforming behind them. Will suddenly grabbed Epps arms and stopped the man from going any further. Epps turned to his commander with a puzzled look. “What is it?” he asked surprised.
Will turned back to him. “Don’t you hear it?”
“Hear what?” Epps replied.
“Slag it all to the pits!” Ironhide bellowed as he jumped the moat and quickly jogged off to the hanger.
Epps watched him go in surprise before the sound finally registered with him. There seemed to be a lot of yelling going on in the main hanger where Ironhide was heading and suddenly there was a sound of a blaster cannon going off and a beam of light suddenly shot through the roof of the building. “I take it that can’t be good,” he muttered as he took off after Will.
The two humans whirled around the corner of the building and slowed down as they saw a large crowd of Autobots blocking the doorway of the hanger and Ironhide shoving the group aside as he pushed his way through. “Move, damn it!” he yelled at them as he shoved the mechs aside.
Will and Epps glanced at one another before they darted to the smaller human sized door that was thankfully unblocked. Being sure to avoid being stepped on, the two quickly made their way over. Dashing through the door they froze and just stared at the sight before them.
Optimus and Ratchet were struggling with an average sized mech who was shouting at them in Cybertronion as he tried to yank his gun arm out of Optimus’ grasp. Ratchet it seemed was trying to get a shoulder panel off the mech while Inferno tried to keep the mech, whom they immediately figured out was Prowl, from moving forward as he had a firm grasp on the ‘Bot’s legs.
Most of the others were simply blocking the exit and tried to stay out of the way as the group tried to subdue the angered ‘Bot. Ironhide finally made his way through the wall of mechs, quickly made his way over, grabbed Prowl around the waist and just brought the mech down. Epps and Will were forced to grab the doorframe as the ground shook from the force of the two mechs landing on it.
Ratchet was quick as he finally managed to yank off the paneling and inserted a small hand drill. There were shouts again in Cybertronion and growls amongst the four holding him down before it all went suddenly, eerily quiet. Will righted himself and focused on the small cluster of Autobots as Ironhide climbed off of the now prone mech.
“What happened?” Ironhide demanded as he looked down at the now recharging commander. “I was only gone a little while!” Optimus and Ratchet said nothing as they both were focused on the unmoving mech on the floor.
“RATCHET!”
Ratchet snarled as he suddenly whirled around and made his way over to the other side of the building, where the rangers could see Bumblebee and Sam hovering around another mech still in car mode. Ratchet shoved the camaro aside as he instantly began going over the still form. “Oh shit,” Epps muttered as he finally got a good look at the car. “Barricade.”
Will nodded as he took in the ‘Con’s appearance. His whole drivers side was dented in now and smoldering from what obviously looked like a direct hit from a blaster cannon. It didn’t take Will long to put the pieces together from what he leaned from Ironhide and the ‘Con’s condition.
He quickly broke cover and made his way around the room and headed straight for Sam. Grabbing the boy into a hug he tugging him away from the working medic as Optimus and Ironhide followed him. “Will!” Sam shouted at the man’s appearance.
“Calm down kid,” Epps said as he made his way over. “Ratchet has it under control.”
“Prowl! He just opened fire!” Sam cried out hysterically as he looked back at the unmoving ‘Con. “And Barricade didn’t move out of the way! Why didn’t he move? He could have but he didn’t! He just let Prowl shoot him!”
“It will be fine,” Will tried to sooth and was surprised when he saw Ironhide suddenly yanking Bumblebee out of the way just as he had done with Sam.
“Damn it ‘Bee, give him room to work!” the gunner growled as he tugged the younger mech aside.
“But it’s my fault!” ‘Bee cried just as hysterical as Sam. “I said I would protect him!”
“Well you’re not helping by not allowing Ratchet to work, now move!” ‘Hide growled as he yanked the still protesting mech to the side of the hanger and shoved him on a boxcar and out of the way. “And that goes for EVERYONE!” Ironhide bellowed as he turned around and glared at the group of still hovering mechs. “EVERONE OUT!”
Shouts of protests instantly rang out against the hanger walls but Ironhide remained firm as Optimus stood and backed his weapons specialist up. “You heard him! I want this building clear now! MOVE!”
Will watched the group slowly turn around and head out the building as he maneuvered Sam to the side and out of any harm’s way. “Sam, what happened?”
Sam shrugged as he was set down in a small human sized chair much as how Ironhide had handled ‘Bee. “I don’t know. The one mech asked about Jazz and we knew that Prowl wasn’t going to take the news very well, but he just turned and opened fire,” the boy murmured, never taking his eyes off Barricade and Ratchet.
“Understandable,” Epps muttered as he glanced back at the unconscious mech by the door.
Optimus was closing the main doors away from prying optics as he turned back around and made his way next to ‘Bee. “I can’t take much more of this,” he muttered as he glanced down at the small group of humans. “Could you take Sam out of here? I’m afraid he’s had a rather difficult night.”
“I’m not leaving,” Sam growled never once making an effort to move.
“Neither am I,” Bumblebee insisted as he watched Ratchet work.
“Let them stay,” Ratchet told the big rig. “Their presence will help when I get him back online.” Optimus looked as if he were about to protest when Ratchet sent him a sharp glare. “Leave it.” Optimus quickly closed his mouth.
The two rangers grabbed some chairs and quickly placed them on either side of Sam as they all waited. “Epps,” Sam suddenly spoke up confused. “Are you not wearing any shoes?” Epps chuckled as Will shook his head before everyone turned their attention back to Ratchet and the unmoving Decepticon he was frantically trying to save.
-TBC
AN: Please don't kill me! --Hides in her dragon cave-- I know, it's another terrible place to leave off but... --shrugs-- I wanted something more upbeat for this week and I thought the banter with Ironhide and the rangers was a bit on the light side while staying true to the story. Well, join us next week to find out what had happened with Prowl and the others in chapter Forty Four of Cover Me: Prowl's Grief
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