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By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s note:Stupid cold. Sorry for the lateness of the post! I kind of... fell asleep..... yeah.
Chapter Sixty-Three: Wedding Bells
Ratchet was ready to kill, which was not a good thing to do on his wedding day. While it would make him immensely happy to have both Jazz and Red, not to mention Iornhide nothing more than twitching piles of scrap, Ratchet really did want all his friends to be able to attend his wedding. After Ironhide had arrived to very kindly offer Perceptor a lift, something the scientist would probably never live down, Jazz had instantly gone out to meet them and had quickly taken on the duty of Ratchet’s personal attendant slash guard as he still wouldn’t allow Ratchet to see Wheeljack; something that was driving Ratchet quiet insane seeing as ever since Wheeljack landed they were usually never apart for more than a sixth-sequence.
“Damn it Jazz…” Ratchet growled as the smaller car steered him off to the side of the road leading to the beach as Ironhide continued down with Perceptor firmly in the back and Bluestreak right behind him. Hound slowed down slightly but Jazz had already shifted and waved him off. Ratchet quickly transformed himself and turned to glare at the other mech. “What’s the meaning of this? It’s time, isn’t’ it?”
“Naw man,” Jazz smirked at him. “We have to wait until after sunset!”
“WHAT?” Ratchet yelped as he glared down at the other mech.
“Yeah man,” Jazz grinned. “We have to wait until the stars are out, don’t we?”
Ratchet sighed at this, not wanting to admit that Jazz did have a point but soon he frowned and turned back to head down the road once again. “For Primus sake! I’m not going to sit around here waiting for it to get dark!”
“Ratchet! I brought the flowers!” Red announced as he appeared around the corner of the small bluff where the wedding was to take place on the other side.
“WHAT?” Ratchet shouted again. “Flowers? I thought you already had those set up!”
“Yeah the wedding decorations are set up. These are for your bouquet,” Jazz smirked at him.
“WHAT?” Ratchet felt as if he was one of those human records that had a scratch in them as he continually repeated himself. “Why do I need that?”
“Aw come on man,” Jazz protested. “It’s tradition!”
“What tradition?” Ratchet demanded angrily as he stared down at the three different colored bushes that Red held in his hands, he noted absently that they were roses. “We don’t have traditions!”
“Well I think it’s about time we started!” Jazz insisted taking one of the plants from Red and shoving it into Ratchet’s hands. “Pity we didn’t have time to sew you up a gown.”
Ratchet just glared mutinously. “How much longer do we have to wait?” he growled out.
Jazz snickered. “Oh, it won’t be long now,” he smiled as he took his own bush from Red. “The waiting always seems longer than it actually is but it’ll be time before you know it.”
Ratchet just sighed as he glanced over at Red and frowned as he reached forward and plucked something off of the other mechs shoulder. “What is this all over you two anyway?” he asked confused as he looked down at the small piece of soft pink rubber.
Red and Jazz snickered slightly. “Believe it or not, but Barricade was very helpful in keeping Wheeljack distracted,” Jazz told him with a smirk.
Ratchet glanced over at the lieutenant confused. “Dare I ask?”
Jazz smiled as he threw an arm around Ratchet’s shoulders and gave him a small hug. “My man, everyone underestimates Runner but let me tell ya, he’s nothing but a genius at reading other mechs emotions.”
“What?” Red yelped as he looked at Jazz in surprise. “He can?” Red instantly whipped out a data pad and began writing furiously. “We’ll have to fortify the walls, maybe tinted window?” he muttered as he wrote.
Ratchet and Jazz stared at Red in surprise before they gave each other a worried look. “That’s not a good sign, is it?” Jazz asked.
Prowl nodded to Perceptor as the scientist wandered over. “So, how’s things been going on you side of the insanity?” the smaller red mech asked as he looked at the small puddles of wet sand sporadically strewn around the vicinity.
Prowl’s face darkened as he looked over at where Barricade was seated in the farthest seats speaking to ‘Bee and Sam. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” he muttered.
“Where’s Ratchet?” Prowl and Perceptor startled at Wheeljack appearance.
“Oh, he’s still on the other side of the bluff with Jazz and Red,” Perceptor told him.
Wheeljack instantly turned to head in that direction when Ironhide suddenly stepped in front of him. “Hey ‘Jack, where you off too?”
“For Primus’ sake, this is ridiculous!” Wheeljack barked as he tried to get around the larger mech.
“Now you know the rules,” Ironhide smirked as he put a hand out to stop the other mech. “You can’t see him until the actual ceremony.”
“For crying out loud, will you move!” Wheeljack’s voice quickly rose in volume and finally managed to get Optimus’ attention from where he was trying to help Blaster with the speakers. Blaster watched him go gratefully. Optimus was always very considerate about helping out his team but sometimes he was more hinder than actual help.
“Wheeljack, how is the new master computer working?” Optimus quickly stepped into the conversation.
“What?” Wheeljack turned to him surprised.
“How long until it’s completely functional?” Optimus tried again.
Wheeljack just glared at him. “It’s working great, as you well know,” he told him flatly. “All I need is to do some fine tuning and get a frequency for our kind alone to use so none of the humans can drop in unannounced.”
“Excellent.” Optimus just stood there grinning madly with Ironhide as both of them were effectively blocking Wheeljack’s path. Prowl and Perceptor glanced at one another apprehensively.
“This wedding better happen soon,” Perceptor muttered. “Or Wheeljack may end up in the brig for throttling his leader.” Prowl nodded and went to see what was taking the others so long.
Sam was in Barricade’s lap again, just like at Jazz’s unfinished funeral. Bumblebee had quickly learned that if Barricade had Sam, most of the other Autobots were more apt to leave him and subsequently ‘Bee alone, not wanting to say anything in front of the human. That and they were less likely to throw anything at the ‘Con, thought that had been mostly the Lambos. Sam sighed as he glanced over at the altar where Wheeljack and Optimus were speaking. So far the Autobot wedding was pretty typical, but it may have had more to do with the Earthlings influences than their own culture.
Surprisingly Barricade had told him that normally their pledges were quiet affairs only attended by very close friends as witnesses. However since the war, all the Autobots considered themselves practically family and as a result this was a bit more lively than anything they had really had on Cybertron. Sam was actually very glad for all the chaos; it had proven to be a very nice distraction for him.
The sun had set about half an hour ago and the stars were shining brightly above them as they waited for the small ceremony to get underway. Inferno and Ironhide had helped set up some spotlights so everything wasn’t completely dark and Judy had had the men light the tiki-torches by their tent. So far, everything was in place and ready to go, all they were waiting on was Ratchet.
With a small sighed, Sam turned a bit to try and see what was going on behind him when he felt something press against his back. He looked up surprised to find Barricade looking back at him.
“How are you doing?” Barricade asked him softly.
Sam blinked surprised before he shrugged. “Okay, I suppose. This is pretty new for me.”
Barricade let out a small snort. “Same here,” he whispered and it was true. The last thing that Barricade had ever anticipated when he had first gone to the human known on the internet as Ladiesman217 was that he would actually attend a wedding; and an Autobot wedding at that! The funeral had been somewhat expected at the end of a war, but an actual wedding? It was a bit of a shocker.
He sighed as he looked around at the group that had somewhat simmered down after the water balloon fight. Everyone was really just waiting for Jazz and Red to finally allow Ratchet to make an appearance and Wheeljack looked as if he was ready to start pounding his so-called friends himself if his glare was anything to go by. Optimus it seemed was trying to calm him down but unfortunately, Ironhide had returned with the others and it seemed that the master gunner was only riling him back up again.
Barricade sighed again as he sat back and glanced over at the humans who had their own bleachers set up. Surprisingly it had been Carol who had organized most of everything, even at one point managing to get the Lambos to behave for a while as she had them helping with the construction of said bleachers. That had been a major accomplishment that had surprised almost all of the other Autobots save ‘Bee. Having been exposed to the human ladies more, it was kind of expected.
“Your mother looks happy at least,” Barricade said after a few moments and Sam nodded as he glanced over to where his parents were situated. The only ones missing today had been Maggie and Glen, but unfortunately since the wedding had been throw together so quickly, they just didn’t have the time to make the arrangements. Keller had already told them that he had to leave himself after the party, having been gone from Washington long enough.
“She’s always happy lately,” Sam replied to Barricade’s earlier statement with a shrug.
“True,” Barricade snickered.
“What are you two talking about?” Bumblebee suddenly leaned over and whispered. “This is supposed to be serious.”
“I’m always serious,” Barricade instantly argued and Sam quickly rolled his eyes.
‘Bee just gave him a look. “Yeah right. So what are you two whispering about?”
“Just mentioning how happy Judy looks having helped organize an actual wedding,” Barricade told him with a smirk as he nodded in the direction of where the humans were seated.
‘Bee glanced over and nodded in agreement as he saw the large grin plastered not only on Judy but Carols face as well. “Well, apparently these weddings are every human females dream so…”
Sam rolled his eyes. “Planning them is more like it,” he said. “I don’t think it even has to be their own wedding, just one in general.”
“Well they certainly took this one to heart,” ‘Bee chuckled.
“Why are wedding so important to these humans?”
The three jumped slightly in surprise as Perceptor turned around to look from one to the other, genuinely curious. “They don’t have the assurance of a link like we do and according to statistics; they have a very high number of divorces.”
“What are ‘divorces’?” Hound asked as he listened in.
“It’s when they dissolve their marriage,” Perceptor told him absently before looking back at the three behind them. “Well?”
“Oh, er. I wouldn’t know,” Sam finally admitted under the unwavering stare. “It’s just a girl thing. I couldn’t even begin to explain it.”
Perceptor didn’t look as if he liked the answer but he sighed and let it go as both ‘Cade and ‘Bee glared slightly at him over the boy’s head. “You humans are odd little creatures.”
“I like them,” Hound commented. “And this planet is amazing. I was looking on the web last night and did you know that the United States is the only country that has almost all of Earth’s natural disasters? Volcano’s, Earthquakes, tornados, hurricanes-”
Barricade and the two other Autobots stared at the scout surprised. “I take it we like this planet then,” ‘Bee smirked.
“Oh I always thought it was fascinating,” Hound told him. “Just not if it was messing with my friends.”
“No more tests,” Perceptor immediately grumbled. Everyone just stared at him surprised and the scientist twitched. “Sorry. Habit, now.”
“Ah,” Hound nodded. The younger mechs just smirked as Sam began giggling.
It was at this moment that Jazz suddenly appeared and pelted down the aisle headed for Blaster whom had been instructed to stay at the turntable instead of seated in the audience until the ceremony finally got underway. Jazz quickly gave him some instruction or other and quickly turned and pelted back down the aisle once again. Bluestreak turned around confused as he looked at the others behind him. “What was that about?”
Perceptor and Hound both shrugged as suddenly Blaster turned a switch and soon the sound of “Here Come The Bride” began playing out the speakers. Everyone could clearly hear Optimus groan as Ironhide grinned madly and both ‘Bee and ‘Cade tried to smother their laughter. “JAZZ!” was suddenly yelped from somewhere on the other side of the bluff in Ratchet’s distinct voice as Jazz appeared around the corner.
“It’s tradition man!” Jazz shouted back as he began walking down the aisle slowly, a rather large red rose bush in his hands.
“Where’d he get the plant?” Barricade whispered loudly.
“How should I know?” Sam whispered back.
Surprisingly, Hound leaned back slightly. “Apparently Jazz took Ron out to a place called a nursery. Only it was for plants and not human babies.”
Barricade smirked, even though Hound couldn’t see him. “It was rhetorical.”
Hound just shrugged as Ratchet soon appeared around the corner, Red frowning as he followed him. Ratchet, unlike Jazz sped down the aisle, grabbing Jazz as he passed and yanked the other mech forward, his own rose bush of white roses this time held tightly in his fist as he hauled his friend to the front. Optimus was now very amused and Jazz was actually pouting as Red slipped next to Inferno at the front of the seats across from the Lambos who were told very sternly that they were to be seated next to Prowl, much to their disappointment.
Jazz made a quick gesture to Blaster and soon the music was abruptly cut off with a rather painful screeching sound. ‘Bee made a face as Barricade shook his head at the Autobots communications officer. Honestly, the mech was a stereo for Primus’ sake; couldn’t he have done that with a little less feedback?
Optimus cleared his throat and everyone quickly turned their attention back to the front. “We are gathered here this evening to witness the long overdue joining of our dear friends,” Optimus boomed loudly, startling the twins in the front row with the sudden increase in volume.
“Optimus,” Ratchet hissed out. There were a few chuckles but Ratchet and now Wheeljack were glaring at practically everybody and everyone quickly settled down once again.
“Well, yes. Ah hem.” Optimus made a grand show of shuffling some data pads as if searching for something. Ratchet’s optics went bright at the sight of all the data pads that were situated in front of the Autobot leader and Wheeljack let out a small groan. “Ah, here it is.” Optimus cleared his throat again as he looked back up and out over the audience. “I will now turn things over to our good friends, Ratchet and Wheeljack, so they may make their pledges to know to not only each other, but to our kind maker Primus himself.” Optimus flipped to the next data pad. “Who unfortunately could not be here today with us in person but is instead here with us in each and every one of our sparks and in everything that we do from this day forth. May you forever hold true to-”
“Optimus!” both Ratchet at Wheeljack now hissed at him and Optimus “blinked” at them in surprise.
“Oh very well,” Optimus sighed. “The floor is yours gentlemechs.”
“I wonder about him,” Barricade whispered under his breath to both Sam and ‘Bee. ‘Bee nudged him but Barricade just shrugged. “I’m just saying.”
Red stood to accept the small rose bush that Ratchet practically slammed into his hands before he turned back to Wheeljack and took the other mechs hands into his own. “Wheeljack,” Ratchet began, very aware that every audio sensor and ear was listening to him intently. “Ever since that first time you appeared at the emergency bay I knew that it was only the first in a long line of many encounters that I was to have with you.” Ratchet gave a small smirk. “How little I knew that it was about to become a rather daily occurrence.” There were a few chuckles in the audience and but Wheeljack just chuckled, his optics bright with happiness as he listened to what he chosen was saying. “I knew then, that there was something special about you and I have never been gladder than I was at that moment that I forwent my predicted careered path in lieu of becoming a medic.”
There were a few surprised murmurs in the audience at that small announcement and Ratchet gave Wheeljack a rather longsuffering look as they heard Sunny whisper to his twin. “What do you think he was suppose to be?”
“I don’t even want to think about it,” Sides whispered back. Prowl effectively leaned over and whapped first Sunny then Sides over the head with a rather dark glare of his own. The twins instantly went silent.
While most of the attention was on Prowl and the twins, Ratchet took this opportunity to lean forward and say quietly, “You make me whole.”
Wheeljack was grinning madly behind his face plate as he looked down at Ratchet who was himself looking at their clasped hands, trying his best to hide his embracement as Sides groaned. “Aw man, we missed it.” Prowl and then Jazz both whapped him once again.
Wheeljack shook his head as he looked down at his soon to be husband. “Ratchet, in all the times I’ve blown myself up-” there was a small choked laughter from the back of the crowd, “-you’ve always been there for me and I knew then and there that you always would be. You’ve been my solid bracer in the chaos in my life. You have stayed by me even when the most mechs would turn and run at the mere sight of me entering a room.” A few of the mechs shifted guiltily at that. “I have never been more proud or more honored to call you mine.”
“Awwwwwwwww.” Hound and Ironhide leaned forward to respectively whap the twins.
Ratchet and Wheeljack were completely oblivious however as they both were enraptured with looking at one another. It was almost as if the rest of the world had completely fallen away from them and they were the only ones left on the entire planet. There was a sudden spreading warmth that stretched throughout both of the two mechs that were standing in front of the altar. Starting in the core of their sparks and suddenly flowed outward to every crevasse and corner of their being before it turned back inward and settled once again in the core even warmer than before. Ratchet and Wheeljack just stared at one another; each one lost in the others optics.
It may have been a moment or it may have been an eternity but when both of them came back to the present, they were shocked to find every single mech staring at them smiling. Red and Jazz were both grinning madly at Ratchet and Inferno gave a small thumbs up at the couple while Prowl smirked.
“Everyone, may I present our newest Alignment; Ratchet and Wheeljack!”
Wheeljack and Ratchet smiled at their friends and everyone began clapping and cheering for them. Optimus smiled proudly, happy for his friends and just a little bit sad that he knew that this was going to become a rare occurrence in the future. Almost instantly every stood and made their way to congratulate the two.
Sam smiled as he watched the group and chuckled as Bumblebee gave Ratchet a rather large bear hug, then surprised Wheeljack by giving him the same. It was with a start that he suddenly felt a gentle prod on his side and he looked up at Barricade, the only mech that had not stood to congratulate the new couple. “Are you alright?” Barricade asked him softly.
Sam looked up at him surprised. “Of course I am. What are you talking about?” Barricade said nothing but gave a small nod as he held out his hand for Sam to climb upon and he stood with a smile. “Um, where are we going?” Sam asked as Barricade started to make his way to the group of tightly clustered Autobots.
“Well, don’t you want to say something to Ratchet?” Barricade asked him as he finally reached the group. “Excuse me,” he said softly as tapped Bluestreak on the shoulder, startling the Autobot.
Bluestreak stared at the ‘Con surprised but Barricade just lifted his hand to show the mech the small human he held in his hand. “Oh, right. Sorry,” Bluestreak moved over, snagging Sides and pulling the mech aside so Barricade could get through.
Sides smiled down at Sam and waved as he snagged his brother. “Let’s go see what Jazz and Blaster have planned for the music.”
“Ooo. That sounds fun!”
Barricade finally managed to get through the small throng of Autobots. Wheeljack was immensely surprised when he turned around to thank the next well-wisher only to find Barricade standing there. Barricade just raised his hand and pointed with his other one at Sam seated in his palm. “He’s all yours,” Barricade smirked and quickly dropped Sam into Wheeljack’s startled hands. “By the way,” Barricade said before he turned. “Congratulations.”
“Uh, thanks,” Wheeljack murmured surprise. Barricade just nodded and quickly departed, completely ignoring ‘Bee’s happy smile and Ratchets knowing look as he past. Ironhide sent Optimus a look but the larger truck just smiled happily as he watched the ‘Con slip back through the group that easily parted for him to pass.
Wheeljack just looked back down at the human that seemed very startled to be with Wheeljack as Wheeljack was to have him. “Um, congratulations,” Sam said after a moment.
“Thank you,” Wheeljack returned hesitantly. He hadn’t really had any contact with Sam specifically but Ratchet was soon at his side smiling down at Sam, studiously ignoring his new husband’s attempts at handing Sam off to him.
“What did you think of everything?” Ratchet asked him.
“The wedding was wonderful,” Sam said with a smile. “Congratulations, to both of you.”
Ratchet just smiled down at him as soon Optimus and Ironhide appeared with the rangers. “Loved the ceremony!” Epps shouted up at him.
Ratchet smirked as he looked pointedly at the plate already in Epps hands. “I can see that.”
Epps just smiled as he turned to Wheeljack. “Well congratulations Wheeljack! Enjoy today while you can, because tomorrow is day one of married life.”
“EPPS!” Ratchet laughed. “Don’t scare him off before we even begin!”
Will watched them with a small smile. “Congratulations. I’m really happy for you.” Will did try his best to smile however in truth; the ceremony had given the captain a lot to think of, about his own relationships with his now ex-wife and even Ironhide. Will peeked up at the gunner before he turned back to Ratchet and his new husband.
“Thank you,” Ratchet said with a soft smile as he glanced at Ironhide himself. Ironhide almost had his grin plastered to his face but Ratchet instantly knew it was Ironhide’s way of dealing with most things. With a sigh Ratchet turned back to Sam and Epps. “Thank you for being here.”
Sam smiled at him as Bumblebee appeared with his mother. “Ratchet! Come here!” she called out and quickly stepped from ‘Bee’s hand to Ratchet and gave the mech a hug the best she could. “Oh I’m so glad for you! It was wonderful!”
Ratchet chuckled. “Well, I think that everyone did an outstanding job helping get everything ready.”
The mechs around him immediately began preening as Judy smiled. “That water balloon fight helped calm everyone’s nerves too I think,” she chuckled as she turned to Wheeljack as Ratchet frowned at Optimus. “Congratulations Wheeljack, you have a fine husband here.”
Wheeljack couldn’t help but grin widely behind his faceplate as he balanced Sam in one hand and threw an arm around Ratchet. “Don’t I know it!”
Judy just smiled as she turned to Sam. “We’re getting the food ready, let’s go eat.”
Sam smiled as ‘Bee collected the two Witwicky’s once again and turned to leave as Optimus took the two rangers once more. “Oh, I was going to speak to you Epps.”
“You were?” Epps asked surprised.
“Yes, you asked me once before about a guardian and I was thinking about it, especially since there’s this new Sector Thirteen. I was going to speak to Hound about it, since he’s a jeep just like your old one.”
“Well that’s a good idea Optimus, however…”
Optimus turned confused towards where Epps was pointing and he stared surprised as he saw Hound speaking to Ron! “So these are called begonias?” Hound was asking as he was looking at the flowers that had been situated on the tables.
“Yeah, and the secret is having the perfect balance between fertilizer and pesticides. Too much of either will smother the plant,” Ron grinned.
“I see.”
Optimus sighed and looked back down at Epps who was laughing at him. “I think I’ll survive,” he smiled.
“Hey Epps! How many burgers you want?” Steve called out from where he was manning the grill.
“Three!” Epps called back as Optimus set him down. Sam smiled up at ‘Bee as he too was set down with his mother and quickly darted over to Miles and Mikaela.
“Have you noticed?” ‘Bee jumped as Barricade suddenly appeared next to him.
“What?” ‘Bee asked surprised.
Barricade nodded towards Sam who was rubbing at his chest again. “He’s been doing that since the ceremony.”
Bumblebee looked at Sam in surprise as he saw that Barricade was right; Sam was absently rubbing at his chest with a small frown. “What do you think it means?” ‘Bee whispered.
Barricade frowned as he watched Sam critically as he spoke with his friends before he finally shrugged. “I wish I knew.”
“HEY! When are we going to have the fireworks?” Sunny suddenly called out to him.
“Yeah!” Sides shouted as Blaster turned the music on.
“Now this is a party!” Jazz smiled as he grabbed Prowl and started to dance. “Come on Prowl! Dance with me!”
Ratchet and Wheeljack smiled as they watched their friends as Jazz and Blaster proceeded to drag most of them out to the small dance area Jazz had cleared. They even got Perceptor to the floor. There was laughter all around and around midnight, Will and Epps happily lit the fireworks much to the twin’s excitement.
“Hey,” Wheeljack suddenly whispered. “Since they’re all having a great time and… distracted… and the base is empty…”
Ratchet glanced over at his new husband before he jerked upright in surprise. “Wait, you aren’t seriously thinking-”
“Come on,” Wheeljack grabbed Ratchet’s hand. “With your siren, we can probably get there in half the time.”
Ratchet tried to keep a stern look but it was impossible as Wheeljack looked down at him with a bright, teasing look in his optics. “I never knew you had such a wild streak in you,” he smiled as he allowed Wheeljack to pull him to his feet.
“What can I say? I’m an opportunist at spark,” and with that the two quickly disappeared down the road.
The only one to take notice of their departure was Barricade as he sat back and sipped his oil. “Autobots…” he smirked as Jazz wandered over having recruited Bumblebee in an attempt to get Barricade out onto the dance floor himself. Barricade just smiled and allowed himself to be dragged into the chaos.
Primus chuckled as he switched off the small viewing screen that had shown the small party still going on at the rather out of the way beach on the human’s planet. With a small smirk he glanced down at one of the glowing blue orbs that floated by his shoulder and gave the sphere a small pat. “Yes, things are going quite well indeed.”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Join me tomorrow for chapter sixty-four: Learning Together
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