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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Authors Note: Happy Monday! Here's another chapter, please enjoy.
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-Seven: Getting the Facts
It had been a rather long afternoon all around for everyone. After it was discovered that Prowl had essentially bolted himself in Optimus’ hanger, everyone had pretty much hit the roof. Optimus, Ratchet and Wheeljack had all tried for three hours to convince the ‘Bot to at least let one of them be with him but each were shot down with a single sharp “no”. Optimus still had Ratchet keep a free optic on the building however.
After it was assured that Prowl was all right and just avoiding everyone, most of the mechs finally settled down and were able to slip into recharge for a while the humans headed out to the smaller sized barracks. All save one however when both ‘Bee and ‘Cade were shocked as a small figure materialize in the doorway of their rather out of the way hanger. “Sam, what are you doing here?” Bumblebee asked surprised at the boy’s appearance.
“And what’s with the bedding?” ‘Cade added as he spied both Sam’s pillow and comforter under his arms.
“I’m spending the night, obviously. You can’t tell me you don’t have the room,” Sam smirked as he looked around for a good place to put his stuff.
“What?” ‘Bee yelped as he stared down at the boy.
Barricade just watched quietly. “You’re going to be comfortable enough with just a pillow and a blanket?”
Sam shrugged as he dropped the stuff next to the mustang. “Well, I couldn’t fit the bed through the door.” He shrugged. “I’ll ask Dad if he can help me get it out here tomorrow.”
Both mechs just stared at the boy. “You’re kidding,” ‘Bee finally muttered as he stared down at the bedding dubiously.
Sam just smiled up at him. “No, I’m not,” he replied. “I’m serious. I also said I would take responsibility for Barricade and I meant that too. So where do you think I can put my stuff?”
Bumblebee just gawked down at the boy in complete surprise as Barricade eyed him suspiciously. “Uh huh… and the truth would be what now exactly?”
Sam turned to the patrol car surprised before he glanced down sheepishly as he was spreading out the comforter on the floor. “Er… I never really got my window fixed and with the odd rain we’ve been having everything kind of got wet and well… it smelled really bad in there.”
Bumblebee just continued to stare down at the boy as Barricade snorted. “That’s what I thought,” the mustang muttered.
“But I really do want to stay out here with you guys though,” Sam protested. “That and, um… with my parent’s right next door…”
Bumblebee just shook his head as he stepped back somewhat and suddenly transformed back into his car mode. “Climb in,” he sighed as he opened the passenger door. Sam smiled as he gathered his blanket and pillow back up and climbed into the backseat of the camaro. Setting his pillow down, he started to lay out his blanket when he paused.
“Hey ‘Bee? Have you always had this?” he asked as he looked at what was obviously a Cybertronion symbol burned into the leather.
“Had what?” ‘Bee replied, puzzled.
Sam shook his head as he went about finishing laying out his bedding. “No, never mind.”
‘Cade sent a small questioning ping to ‘Bee who sent one back just as puzzled. Barricade just sighed. “Humans are weird.”
It was very early in the morning the next day when everyone was jolted out of their respective “beds” by the sound of a helicopter. Well, not the humans though. Their hearing couldn’t detect the choppers rhythmic whirling sound so far off in the distance, but the Autobots heard it clear as day. Nearly all of them met up in the courtyard as they looked towards the direction of the machine.
“Is it a Decepticon do you suppose?” Blaster asked as he stared at the thing.
“Possibly,” Ironhide replied slowly. “Blackout did disguise himself as one.”
“But he’s at the bottom of the ocean with the other ‘Con’s, isn’t he?” Sunny demanded as he stared out at the odd flying object.
“You said he was gone!” Side’s put in as he stepped next to his partner.
Optimus didn’t respond as he continued watching the helicopter, waiting for it to get into range so he could scan it. “Who knows anymore,” the big rig muttered as he glanced over at Ratchet. The medic didn’t say anything on the subject of the incoming aircraft as he continued to stare at the hanger where Prowl had yet to make an appearance. Ratchet turned back to Optimus and shook his head sadly as Bumblebee pulled up next to the group, still in his car mode.
“What’s up?” the camaro whispered since he still had Sam snoozing away in his back seat.
The others stared down at him puzzled. “Why are you in that mode?” Bluestreak asked him as he stared at the camaro. “It’s not like we have to hide now… Or do we?” He turned to Optimus this time. “What if that’s humans just passing by? Shouldn’t we all transform? What if they’re looking for us? It could be that other sector that you guys mentioned and shouldn’t we be getting under cover? What about-”
“Bluestreak is right,” Optimus interrupted.
‘Blue gawked. “I am?”
Optimus nodded. “We should probably all get somewhat under cover until we know exactly who and what that is. Ironhide, Inferno, spread out and take the front point. Wheeljack and Ratchet will cover the left while Red and Bluestreak take the right. The rest of us spread out and take cover behind the back hangers.”
“Understood,” everyone replied as they began to spread out around the base. Optimus looked down at Bumblebee but the Camaro was already turning around and headed back to his hanger with Barricade.
“I’ll keep him out of trouble. Tell me when it’s safe to come out,” the youngest mech called out as he disappeared into the building. Optimus shook his head in amusement even as pride welded throughout his frame.
“Optimus!” Hound called out startling the Autobot leader.
“Oh, right.”
“So? What’s the verdict?” Barricade asked as ‘Bee pulled back into the hanger.
“Well, still don’t know who it is but apparently Optimus isn’t about to be caught off guard. He and the others are seeking cover as we speak.”
Barricade snorted. “And did you give Optimus my message?” he asked him.
“That it’s most defiantly not a Decepticon? No, why? Should I have?” Bumblebee asked innocently.
Barricade just stared in disbelief before he cried out. “Holy Primus, I’ve corrupted him!”
“Will you keep it down!” ‘Bee hissed at him. “Sam’s still asleep you know.”
Barricade huffed again but his tone did get quieter. “So who do you suppose it is? Sector Thirteen?”
“Who knows,” ‘Bee replied as he moved towards the rear of the hanger. “My priority is Sam’s well being… oh and to act as your babysitter, I suppose.”
Barricade gasped outraged. “Why I never!” ‘Bee just chuckled as he got out of the way of any possible incoming fire.
“Blaster,” Optimus called over towards the other ‘Bot. “See if you can hone in on their frequency so we can send a message.”
Blaster looked at his leader skeptically. “You want to make contact with them?” he asked in disbelief.
“Well, there’s always the possibility that we’re wrong about this,” Optimus argued.
Hound moved closer to the others position. “And if we’re not?” he asked.
Optimus gave a small shrug. “Then ‘Hide gets to test out those new cannon rounds he’s been working on.”
The two latest arrivals just stared at their leader in astonishment as Perceptor shook his head. “Can I ask what I’m doing out here?” he asked instead. “I’m not a warrior.”
“No, but you’re a microscope,” Optimus replied absently.
The two new arrivals glanced at one another as they looked up the item in question before they turned to stare at Perceptor disbelievingly. Perceptor ducked his head slightly embarrassed. “What?”
Blaster let out a small huff. “And everyone gave me a hard time.”
Perceptor just glared at them before he turned to look back at Optimus. “Well? What does that have to do with anything?” he finally asked.
Optimus took his eyes off the skyline momentarily to glance over at the scientist. “Well a microscope is basically just a really small telescope, isn’t it?”
Perceptor did not like where this was going. “Yeah… So?”
“Well,” Optimus gestured in the direction of the helicopter. “See if you can see anything.”
Perceptor just stared at the larger ‘Bot in surprise. “WHAT?”he screeched.
Optimus radio instantly flared to life. “-Hey Optimus, what’s going on over there?-” Ironhide asked concerned. “-That wasn’t Perceptor was it? What’s his problem?-”
“Never you mind,” Optimus growled before turning back to stare pointedly at both Perceptor and Blaster. “Well?”
Perceptor sighed as he stood up from his crouched position and stepped back a little ways away to transform as Blaster began searching thought the different radio frequencies. “It looks like there are humans in it,” Perceptor announced as he aimed his lens at the machine. “So it can’t possibly be a Decepticon, right?”
Optimus let out a small sigh. “Well that’s a relief. Blaster, do you have them yet?”
“Hang on…” A look of concentration fell over Blaster as he made his way through the different lines. “Okay, got it!”
“Good, could you send it to me please?” Blaster sent him the link and Optimus instantly cleared his throat before he began projecting. “Unidentified aircraft, you are entering a restricted area. Turn around or you will be fired upon.”
“-Oh that’ll teach them,-” Ironhide sent.
“You shut up,” Optimus growled before he re-established the link with the helicopter.
“-Calldin Air Force Base, this is delta three oh niner currently in bound to –HEY!-”
The stiff, business voice suddenly squawked in surprise as there were sounds of a small scuffle before suddenly another voice came over the line. “-Optimus!-” Secretary John Keller’s voice floated over the line. “-Is everyone all right out there?-”
Optimus let out a sigh as he instantly set down his gun and stood up from his crouch. “John. Good to hear your voice.”
“-Not as glad as I am to hear yours… What’s the situation?-”
Optimus shook his head as he could already see Ironhide and Ratchet leaving their positions and making their way over. “Long story. We’ll wait till you land.” Optimus suddenly had a though. “About your pilot-”
“-Don’t worry, it’s only three of them and they’ve already been sworn in on the Cyber-T project though,-” and there was a small chuckle, “-they don’t know all the details…-”
“-Secretary Keller,-” the voice they heard earlier floated over the line, sounding somewhat miffed.
“-Trust me kid, the less you know the more fun it is for me when you finally meet them,-” Keller chuckled before addressing Optimus once more. “-We should be there in about forty minutes.-”
“We’ll see you then, over and out,” Optimus finished as Ironhide came over.
“Should I get Will and Epps?” he asked.
Optimus chuckled. “If you can wake them without waking the Witwicky’s…”
Ironhide just shrugged as he turned to make his way over to the human’s bunkers as Ratchet took his place. “What about him?” he jerked his head towards the far back hanger where Barricade was hidden.
Optimus just sighed. “’Bee said he would keep him out of trouble. We just have to trust that he can.”
“Is this really the ‘Keller’ you spoke of when I first arrived?” Red asked as he quickly made his way over to the small group, Inferno trailing him. “The one who’s the chief of defense for the whole country?” Optimus nodded as he stared at the Chevy, a feeling of dread coming over him. Red’s grin just got wider.
“Hey ‘Bee?”
Both Bumblebee, who was still in car mode, and Barricade turned surprised to see Wheeljack standing in the doorway of their hanger. The engineer was staring at the Decepticon dubiously before he looked back at ‘Bee. “What is it?” Bumblebee asked as he pulled forward slightly, directly placing himself right in front of the Decepticon. Wheeljack frowned and even Barricade huffed at the young Autobot’s movements.
Wheeljack stared at the younger ‘Bot for a while before he just shook his head. “Optimus asked me to tell you its all clear,” he explained. “Apparently it’s someone you guys know called Secretary of Defense Keller…”
“Keller’s coming here?” ‘Bee cried out in disbelief. “I wonder why.”
“Obviously he wants to be debriefed in person,” Barricade responded. “After all, this Sector Thirteen is a big deal.” Barricade pulled away from the wall and went back to his original position, completely ignoring Wheeljack still standing in the doorway.
“True.” ‘Bee just sighed as he sent a quick scan over the sleeping boy in his cab. “Sam?” he called out. “Sam, you have to get up now.” Sam murmured something and rolled back over, intent on sleeping a bit more. Bumblebee sighed again and began searching the web for the sound bite of an alarm clock.
“Doesn’t want to get up does he?” Barricade chuckled.
“Does he ever?” Bumblebee grumbled.
“I could always sound my sirens,” ‘Cade suggested cheerfully.
“Don’t you dare!” ‘Bee snapped as he finally found what he was looking for and the sudden sound of bells being rung echoed in the empty hanger.
“What’z tha-? Harn? Wha-? Oh crap, I’m late for school!” Sam sat bolt upright and looked around his friend’s interior with bleary eyes. “Where am I?”
Bumblebee and Barricade both began snickering as Wheeljack looked at the group confused. “The boy was with you?” he asked surprised. “That’s why you were whispering.”
“Yeah, long story,” ‘Bee replied. “That reminds me. Could you get some walkways in here for Sam to use? Like the ones in the main hanger?”
Wheeljack just stared down at the ‘Bot, his thoughts whirling around his processor. “I’ll see if we have any more I-beams,” he announced as he turned to leave.
“Thanks.”
Wheeljack froze in surprise at the word before he resumed his walking. ‘Who knew that ‘Con’s even knew the word?’
The walls were shaking. Why would the walls be shaking? Was there an earthquake? Oh god!
“Earthquake!” Will shouted as he rolled out from under the covers and instantly ran to the doorway. “Everyone! It’s an earthquake!”
Epps door opened after a few seconds and the tech sergeant stared out angrily at his captain. “Do I look like I care?” He muttered as he leaned against his doorway and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
“Captain Lennox,” Judy Witwicky scowled as she appeared in the hall wrapped in a fluffy green terrycloth robe. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”
Will went to reply when the wall behind him began shaking again. “SEE! There! I told you it was an earthquake!”
Epps just eyed his commander as Judy rolled her own. “They why is it only in your room?” She asked as she marched past the man and made her way to the window, yanking it upwards. “Good morning Ironhide!” she called up.
“Judy!” Ironhide’s voice sounded surprised. “Um. Did it get the wrong window?”
“No! It’s alright now!” She called up before she turned around. “I believe you’re wanted at the window,” she smirked as she stepped out and made her way back to the room she and her husband had claimed. Ron’s snores could still be heard from where they were at the opposite end of the hall.
Will flinched as the door closed with a soft firm click before he made his way over to the window and glared up at the ‘Bot on the other side to hide his embarrassment. “What do you think you were doing?” he demanded sourly. “It’s five in the morning.”
“Keller’s inbound,” Ironhide replied quickly, a little offended.
Will’s expression instantly morphed into one of surprise and he quickly scrambled back into the room and began gathering up his clothes. “Hey Bobby!” he shouted as he quickly got into his pants and headed to his friends room as he pulled on his shirt. “Get dressed! Keller’s en-route!”
Epps just replied with a snore.
The Autobots were all waiting in the hanger as the helicopter finally landed. Only Prowl and Barricade were not present due to obvious reasons. Ron yawned again as he shifted on his feet while Judy scowled and elbowed him sharply. “What?” he asked her. Judy just rolled her eyes and turned back to the door where they could see Keller and his two bodyguards from before quickly make their way into the hanger.
Both of the men in suits instantly froze and yanked out their guns as they found themselves staring up at thirteen giant robots who were all staring right back. “Secretary!” The older one cried out in alarm but Keller had already made his way over to Sam and his parents.
“Sam!” Keller cried out. “What happened? Are you alright?” he asked as he looked the boy over for any injuries.
“No I’m fine,” Sam responded as Keller gave him a quick pat on the shoulder and let out a sigh of relief.
“Well that’s good news,” he murmured.
“John, good to see you!” Will smiled as he held out a hand.
Keller shook it gratefully as he nodded to Epps. “Good to see you’re both here as well,” he replied as he quickly threw a glance at a lounging Ironhide. Judy saw the look and let out a small smirk.
“Thanks for coming out so quickly John,” Optimus greeted and Keller waved up at him.
“Now, can someone explain to me what the hell happened?” he asked as he looked around waiting for an explanation before he spotted his two body guards now joined by the pilot still standing in the doorway in complete shock. Keller just shook his head and glanced at Will and Epps with a smile. “Rookies.”
“Why in the world would anyone paint their hanger pink?” Barricade mused as he looked about the building. While everyone was busy in the main hanger, including his supposed “guard”, Barricade found it an opportune moment to explore his surroundings, which in reality was him just nosing around. With a mental shrug, he turned and made his way towards the next hanger in line which, it seemed, was still unused.
Moving on, he came to what was obviously the scientist’s bunk as lab equipment was scattered everywhere. “Better question,” he murmured as he looked around. “Why would anyone have a cactus leaning up against a wall?”
With another sigh, he pulled out and made his way to the next building down the chain, keeping a free sensor focused on what was obviously the main hanger since it was the largest. Barricade suddenly paused as he reached the latest building where he could hear a faint Autobot signature from within. Barricade instantly sobered as he moved on, leaving the commander alone. ‘I wonder when they’re going to hold the funeral…’ he wondered as he drove away from the hanger containing the grieving ‘Bot. ‘I wonder if they’ll let me attend…’
With a small sigh, he pulled into the next hanger and grinned evilly. This apparently was Ironhide’s quarters if the spare cannons and rounds were anything to go by. ‘I wonder if there’s any more of that paint left…’
“WHAT?” Keller shouted as he turned to stare at both Sam and Bumblebee in shock. “The Barricade? The one I have all my people on the lookout for?” he demanded. Sam gulped at the dark scowl the man was wearing and quickly nodded. Keller held the look for about another minute before he sighed and slumped back in his seat. “I don’t believe it. We’ve been looking everywhere for him and he was holed up in your garage?”
“I am sorry about that,” Sam murmured but Keller waved him off.
“Well, if it was him that got you out of there and away from this Dr. Burgen then I suppose it isn’t all that tragic.” Sam quickly smiled back at him gratefully before he sent a relieved look at ‘Bee who grinned back. Sunny suddenly elbowed him in the side and ‘Bee sent him a dark glare. Sunny had already turned back towards the others.
“We are sorry for keeping you in the dark Keller,” Optimus told him. “But we’ve only just found out ourselves.”
Keller nodded understandingly. “Well, I’m just glad that everyone is okay and nothing more major than a broken window happened.”
“Well, we still have a problem,” Optimus stated. “Mikaela for one-”
“And Miles for another,” Sam added with a sigh. “I don’t know if they would try to use them as they did me.”
Keller nodded again. “Well apparently we haven’t really got a choice. If they’re in danger then the best thing to do is bring them here.”
“That might be easier said than done,” Judy frowned. “We have to take Miles parents into consideration and what about Mikaela’s aunt?”
“Octavia Burns?” Keller asked. “She’s been briefed on the Autobots and it doesn’t seem that she cares one way or the other.”
Sam nodded as he looked over at his mother. “She’s the eccentric type,” he explained to her. Judy just raised an eyebrow as she wondered just what it was that her son, who was surrounded by giant alien robots, classified as “eccentric”.
“So it’s just the Lancaster’s we have to deal with,” Keller sighed. “How do we explain this one?”
“Perhaps I should accompany you?” Optimus offered. “If you think that would help matters.”
“That would probably be best,” Keller nodded. “What about ‘Bee?” he asked turning to Sam and was surprised to find both the boy and his mother shaking his head.
“’Bee often gave Miles rides. If his parents saw him in his original form that may just freak them out to the point of hysteria,” Judy explained.
“That and he has to stay here for… other reasons,” Optimus added as he looked around the room with a small frown. Some of the others shifted guiltily.
“While we’re out, do you suppose we could swing by the grocery store to get supplies?” Judy asked after a moment. “I’m not sure there’s much I can do with canned ham.”
“Maybe get a book or something too,” Ron added. Sam rolled his eyes.
“And I would love to get my things…” Epps joined in with a chuckle. “My wallet for one.”
Optimus nodded but a quick glance at Ironhide revealed that the larger truck had apparently slipped into recharge while standing up. Optics widened at the sight and Optimus shook his head. How Ironhide managed that one was anyone’s guess but it was understandable. Since he had the least amount of rest in the past two days from driving Will to the farm and what not, it wasn’t at all surprising. Inferno saw the direction of the look and gave his commander a quick nudge. “What?” Ironhide jerked as he instantly raised one of his cannon and glanced around. Thankfully, he was still too tired to realize that it wasn’t even charged. Inferno just shook his head and took the weapon away from his friend.
“Er, I’ll drop you off on our way,” Optimus told Epps and Will who both nodded gratefully. “Does anyone else wish to go?”
He instantly looked at Red but the security chief shook his head. “I want to see about going over some plans to get this place fortified,” he explained. Inferno also shook his head and Wheeljack did the same as he glanced at Ratchet.
“I’ll keep an eye on Prowl while you’re gone,” Ratchet explained softly. Optimus nodded and glanced back at the others. The twins were amazingly reluctant to leave the base and Perceptor just tilted his head with a small frown.
“I’ll go,” Hound volunteered. “I wanted to see more of this planet anyway.”
“I wouldn’t mind a quick outing as well,” Bluestreak added with a shrug. “I mean all we’ve seen so far is the base.”
“I appreciate it,” Optimus grinned before he turned to the others. “The rest of you can help the others catch up on Earth culture and our reports,” he announced. “And one last thing…” here he paused long enough to glare at them. “Stay away from the back hanger.” Everyone nodded quickly.
Keller just chuckled. “Now let’s see if I can shake my men out of their stupor and we’ll get this show on the road.”
“I saw it clear as day!” Bertha Selman said firmly as she sat back in her rocker. “They showed up with these fire trucks and packed up everything then just disappeared.” She shook her head as she poured another cup of tea for her guests. “Then not three hours later, some suits in black trucks showed up and locked the place down.” She shook her head. “Most bizarre thing yet to date with that family. That’s not even counting those cars.”
“Cars?” her guest inquired as he sipped the hot beverage. “What kind of cars?”
“Those cars! The ones that keep showing up! Like the ambulance and the huge truck! There’s no reason for a truck to be on this road! It’s a circle! It doesn’t go anywhere.”
“What did the truck look like?” her guest asked her, much to her surprise.
Mrs. Selman shrugged. “Average I suppose. Blue with those awful flames painted on the front. Why do people feel the need to paint their cars that way? What’s the point of it?”
Dr. Burgen just shrugged as he finished off his tea. “Why indeed?”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Just as a side note, We probably won't see Prowl for a couple of chapters yet. Just thought I'd let people know. Please Join us next week for Chapter Forty-Eight of Cover Me: Convincing Carol
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