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By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s note: I'll admit this isn't what most of you wanted but I had fun writing this chapter anyway so please enjoy.
Chapter Seventy-Two: Touching Base
It was a few hours earlier when Simmons groaned and popped his shoulder, wincing as muscles stretched and contracted. He had been sitting in front of the computer for what had to be ten hours now just typing one long string of code after another. Damn scientist and their damn paranoia. The only thing that helped him was the knowledge that the two goodie two-shoes had been at this longer than him. Glen had actually set aside his bag of chips as he tried to by-pass a firewall of some sort, while Maggie actually had dark circles under her eyes that with her frazzled hair made her look like some demented rabid raccoon.
Simmons snickered to himself at the image before he looked back at the empty screen in front of him with its blinking icon, waiting for the next input of code. “Crap…” he muttered as he stared at the almost hypnotic light. “I hate this…”
“Hello?”
Simmons frowned as he heard the call from the other side of the glass and his expression darkened as he saw a bright blue optic peek through the window. “Um… we’ve got company…” Simmons drawled as he turned back to the computer and started hitting keys at random.
Glen didn’t even look up but Maggie turned to glance over at the window. With a small groan, she pulled herself out of her seat and made her way slowly over to the speaker box. Kicking a small empty box of doughnuts aside with her bare foot, she was never so grateful that she had kicked off her shoes those hours earlier. Giving the mech a small wave, she glanced over her shoulder. “What’s his name again?” she asked.
Simmons just shrugged, never turning away from his terminal but Glen glanced up. “Um… something to do with cats,” he said before he went back to his own computer.
Maggie just rolled her eyes before she clicked on the speaker system. “Hello.”
The mech nodded at her again. “May I ask how the decoding is coming?” he asked.
Maggie frowned. “Not so good,” she said with a sigh. “We managed to get some more unlocked but it’s still a long way to go.”
“Perhaps if I could be of assistance.”
Maggie glanced over to see another mech coming down the ramp. She recognized him as the one who had just married Ratchet. ‘Great. Now what was his name?’ Maggie wondered. “Any help would be great,” she nodded. “But how? I mean I doubt you could interface with these systems. I’m sure that they had some sort of… preventative measures to keep your very kind out of their computer systems.”
The mech nodded. “I thought of that and I’ve been working on my own type of system to help with the hacking that you could use.”
Maggie smiled. “That would be appreciative.”
The first mech that was Jazz’s …husband? Significant other? What was the term again? nodded as he turned back to Maggie. “Hopefully with Wheeljack’s help, we’ll be able to locate this Sector Thirteen’s second base much quicker for Optimus.”
“Wheeljack,” Maggie muttered to herself, filing the name away. “Why couldn’t I remember that?”
“Any word from Optimus and the others?” Wheeljack asked his companion.
The other mech nodded. “About two hours or so ago though their signal was getting pretty weak. They’re almost to Utah… but not knowing where to go has put a bit of a cramp in plans.”
Wheeljack sighed. “Understandable. I’ll see if I can’t get that program to work any quicker.”
“Thank you Wheeljack.”
“AHHHHHHHH!”
Maggie jumped at the sudden shout behind her and whirled around as the lights from the room next door was suddenly blocked as the two mechs looked into the room. Glen had already rolled his chair over to Simmons and Maggie quickly moved to stand behind the ex-Sector Seven agent and stared over his shoulder in complete shock at the lines of data that flew over the screen. “What the hell did you do?” Maggie demanded as she leaned over the man and started typing.
“I don’t know. I was just hitting keys at random!” Simmons stammered as he stared at the computer in shock. He tried to move out of the way but with Glen on one side and Maggie working over his other shoulder, he was unfortunately boxed in. “Ummm.”
“Hang on a sec,” Maggie mumbled as her fingers flew over the keyboard. Simmons huffed as he continued to sit there, just watching the screen change form rapidly as Maggie’s expert manicured fingers manipulated the data. “I think we’ve got something!” she shouted triumphantly.
“What is it?” Glen asked excitedly as he looked over the data. “All right! We got ‘em!” he cried.
“What? Really?” Wheeljack’s voice snapped Maggie out of her excitement and she whirled around to see the two mechs peering in through the window.
“Yeah! They’re in a place called Kanab!” She grinned at them.
Wheeljack looked over at his superior confused. “Kanab? How do humans come up with these names?”
The larger white mech shrugged as he started to turn. “I’ll go radio Optimus and let him know-”
“Wait!” Maggie cried out as she whirled around and ran for the door, not even pausing long enough to put on her shoes. She just snagged them off the floor as she past and thundered down the stairs. “I want to be the one to tell them!” she announced as she quickly made her way to the two mechs, hopping alternately on one foot as she shoved her feet into her sensible slip on.
The two mechs glanced at one another when Wheeljack shrugged. “It’s your call Prowl.”
“That’s what it is!” Maggie cried out, startling the two mechs. Wheeljack just shrugged at Prowl’s puzzled glance. He still didn’t understand humans as well as Optimus or even Ironhide did.
“Um. Very well Ms. Maggie. We need to go top side to call them however,” Prowl told the girl as he held out a hand for her.
Maggie grinned as she stepped into the offered palm. “Hey, no skin off my nose.”
The two Autobots glanced at one another again still puzzled but said nothing as they began the long trek up the tunnel. It was half way there that Red Alert suddenly appeared coming down the ramp, a rather furious look on his features as Inferno trotted behind him. Prowl glanced over at the larger fire rig and quirked his head at the apologetic look the mech wore. “Yes Red Alert?” Prowl asked, bracing himself for some long spiel about how under fortified they were and other non-essential security needs that the chief thought they needed right away.
He was most surprised when Red Alert stopped right in front of him and raised his hand revealing that he was holding up one finger. “One thing. I asked for one slagging thing and I can’t even get that around here!”
Prowl stared at the smaller red mech, completely befuddled but another glance at Inferno showed no help from that region. “Perhaps if you could elaborate…?” Wheeljack had moved over to the far side of the hallway, already trying to get as far away from the fuming ‘Bot as he could. Something Prowl wished he could do as well at that moment.
“I’ll certainly elaborate!” Red snarled. “We’re supposed to put in the motion sensors in today at the far edges of the perimeter, something that you approved of, may I remind you and when I went to get the others, they were suddenly not there! Why is it that the base suddenly seems so very empty whenever I start looking for help Prowl? Why is that? What is it about me that sends everyone running in the opposite direction?”
“Oh… uh…” Prowl finally sighed and he could feel his shoulders slump. “I’ll help you round them up,” he said.
Red gave a sharp nod. “Thank you! This was supposed to be done before Optimus left. I can’t believe that we even left it this long! Wheeljack got those built three days ago and attached to our new main computer.”
Wheeljack jerked at the sound of his name, but Red just turned back towards the exit, still muttering. Inferno watched him go for a moment before he turned back to the others. “Sorry about that,” he sighed as they all began following the other mech out, “but you know how he gets when his schedule is thrown all to hell.”
Prowl just nodded sympathetically as they made their way out into the bright sun. Maggie’s arm quickly flew up to her face as the blinding light she hadn’t seen in almost twenty four hours assaulted her senses before they light was suddenly gone. Blinking owlishly, she looked up surprised to see that Prowl had brought up his other hand to shade her from the light. “Better?” Maggie nodded, gratefully. “Good,” he said and he turned back to his companions. “I better hunt up Blaster so we can send that message to Optimus.”
“What message?” Red instantly perked up as he turned around. “You found something?”
“We may or may not have located the human’s base,” Wheeljack explained.
“Well I’ll be damned,” Red grinned. “That’s great news.”
Prowl nodded. “If I see anyone, I’ll send them your way.”
“Thanks!” Red called again as he watched them leave.
Prowl made short work searching for their communications officer, finding him sequestered in a small hanger with Perceptor of all mechs. Perceptor was rambling away about some particle or other, but it looked to Maggie and Prowl as if Blaster was listening to something else entirely as his head rhythmically bobbed up and down to a beat only he could hear.
“Ahem…”
Perceptor stopped himself mid-rambling as he glanced up, surprised to see his superior. “Hello Prowl, come to check up on my work on that energy wave?”
Prowl twitched at the excitement he heard in the scientists voice and quickly shook his head. “Actually, I’m here for Blaster.”
The other mech looked up surprised at this announcement as the microscope mimic instantly deflated. “You needed me?” Blaster asked.
Prowl nodded. “We need to get in contact with Optimus. We may have found where they’re hiding the ‘Con.”
Perceptor huffed as he turned back to the multitude of blinking equipment on his desk as Blaster stood up with a wide grin. “Well that’s good news… I think…”
Prowl nodded before he glanced over at the other mech. “By the way, Red Alert needs help putting in those new motion detectors out in the desert,” he said dryly. “Perhaps you could give him a hand?” Perceptor’s head jerked up and his mouth dropped open to obviously decline the invitation when he saw Prowl’s dark glare. “Not a request,” Prowl growled and Perceptor’s mouth shut with an audible click.
Blaster too seemed to deflate at that announcement and Maggie had to raise a hand to stifle the giggle that threatened to come up. With a small shake of her head, she watched as the scientist tried to plead his case and Prowl’s determination that he was to help Red with the security placement. Perceptor finally nodded and agreed that he was going to log off and head out to get his assigning from the Avalanche.
Prowl nodded as he turned and walked out of the hanger, Blaster right behind him. “How long before you can get Optimus on the line?” he asked the other mech.
“A bit. This planet may be smaller than Cybertron was, but it doesn’t have our relay towers to pass the message. I can try and hack into their… cell towers?” he glanced at Maggie who nodded that it was correct. “However, even that may take some time.”
Prowl just sighed. “When they get back, remind me to speak to Optimus about getting some long range communicators operational. Perhaps speak to the Secretary about maybe getting our own satellite into orbit?”
Maggie frowned at this. “Wouldn’t that raise suspicion with the other countries though?” she mused.
Prowl shrugged his opposite shoulder as they made their way into the main hanger where the main computer was up and running. “We can always put one of those ‘T.V.’ logos on the side,” he told her.
Maggie blinked in surprise before she finally allowed that giggle to escape here. “They are watching you…” she said in a hushed, gravely voice before she began laughing anew.
Blaster glanced over at Prowl puzzled but Prowl just sighed and shook his head. “Tell me when you get a hold of them,” he said as he suddenly spotted a spattering of color from the far edge of his optic range dart pass the door. “Hang on…” he said as he passed Maggie off to the startled mech. Stepping out of the building, he instantly zeroed in on the two speck of colors before he snarled. “SIDESWIPE! SUNSTREAKER! FRONT AND CENTER!” he bellowed as he watched the two Lamborghinis try and duck behind a building.
“Told you he’d spot us…” Sunny mumbled as he stepped out from his hiding place followed by what seemed to be a very reluctant Sideswipe trudging behind him.
“I thought we might make it…” Sideswipe muttered back as they made their way over to their commander. “Yes Prowl?” Sides asked in a rather too innocent voice as he “blinked” up at the taller mech.
Prowl just frowned. “You do know that you’re expected to actually help around here, don’t you?”
“Help?” Sides yelped. “We help around here.”
Prowl glared as he saw the red mech gesture towards the moat and then the hanger where they still had boxes piled up from the “order-from-hell”.
“You two are going to help Red set up those motion detectors and you’re going to do so without complaint,” he growled at them.
“What?” Sunny yelped. “In the desert? It’s hot out there!”
Prowl grinned at him evilly. “Yes, it is… take plenty of coolant.” The twins gaped at him but Blaster called him back over to his position. Prowl gave the two another sharp look before he turned and headed back to the communications officer. “Did you get him?” he asked as he stepped up to the computer.
“Hang on a sec…” Blaster fiddled with some knobs for a moment before he turned back to Prowl. “That should do it,” he grinned.
Prowl nodded back as he turned back to the computer but the smaller human seated on the computer beat him to it. “Optimus! We found him!” Maggie chirped excitedly as she turned to the main computer.
Prowl sighed as Blaster began snickering but he decided that it didn’t matter as the ‘Con’s voice instantly came out of the computer’s speakers. “-What?-” the ‘Con cried. “-Where is he?-”
Prowl shook his head as he stepped forward and picked up the large microphone. “It seems that they located him in a place called Kanab,” he spoke calmly.
“-Kanab?-” Jazz repeated confused. “-What the heck kind of name is that?-”
Prowl shook his head and couldn’t contain a small smile at the sound of his husband’s voice as Hound said something, obviously answering the small mechs question. Maggie stepped forward and cupped her hands around her mouth as she projected her voice towards the microphone. “We’re still unsure about the actual base, but it’s definitely around there. We’ll give ya a call when we find more!” She turned to Prowl expectantly and he nodded as he helped her off of the computer. “I’m going to run to the kitchen before heading back to that hidden room.”
Prowl nodded as he listened with only one audio at what was being said on the other side of the line. He glanced over at Blaster who was smirking as he listened in at the argument going on with the ‘Con. Prowl frowned at him before he brought up the mike again. “By the way Optimus, the twins are not pleased at being left behind,” he told the big rig.
There was a long sigh at the other end. “-Thanks… I’ll make a note of it.-”
“Roger that,” Prowl said before he severed his connection with his commander. He turned to Blaster who was shutting down the computer. “You are going to be helping with those sensors as well, aren’t you?” he stressed.
Blaster cringed under the sharp look but nodded nonetheless. “Right. I’ll be there,” he said glumly.
Prowl nodded sharply before he exited the building, surprised to find both Lambos faced with a rather enraged Red. He glanced over his shoulder at Blaster who appeared behind him and shrugged at the other mechs inquisitive look. Blaster just sighed and turned to leave, wanting no part in the argument with the security chief and the Lambos.
“What do you mean you want us working in the desert?” Sunny was shouting. “Why should we go out into the desert?”
Red was frowning at the two, his arms crossed as he glared. “Look, we need to fortify this place in case Sector Thirteen find this place! I will not have us unprepared with our afts hanging out because you two hate the dirt!”
“But I wanted to try and work on our room today!” Sunny whined.
“Suffer!” Red shouted.
The twins stared at the security chief in complete shock, surprised by the fierceness in the mech. Side’s grabbed Sunny’s arm and started pulling him away. “What happened to Red?” he muttered.
Sunny just shrugged as they past the commander. “Hey Prowl,” Sides looked over at the other mech. “Do you know what’s up with Red?”
Prowl just sighed as he glanced over at the smaller mech. “I’ll speak to Perceptor…” he sighed.
“Good!” Sides sighed. “I can’t believe that we have to go digging in the desert! We should be with Optimus and the others kicking some Thirteen aft!”
Prowl just shook his head as the two wandered off before turning to try and find out where the resident scientist had sequestered himself. “I swear, it’s like herding sparklings…”
Judy looked up as the door swung open and Maggie appeared in the kitchen, looking like something the cat dragged in. “How’s it going?” Judy asked as she wiped the oil off her hands with a dishrag.
Maggie grinned as she towards the coffee machine and poured herself a rather large mug. “Well, we actually managed to crack the system,” she grinned and waited for the older woman to absorb the news.
“That’s wonderful!” Judy smiled as she looked over at the analyst. “How did you finally get in? Was that Mr. Simmons the one who figured it out? Where are they anyway?”
Maggie blinked at the rapid questions being fired at her before she took a long swig of the caffeinated drink. “He beat the computer and apparently it’s in some place called Kanab.”
“Kanab?” Judy repeated with a frown. “Never heard of it.”
Maggie shrugged as she sat down at the small table. “Apparently it’s a good tourist spot.”
“Hmmm,” Judy hummed as she turned back to the stove. “Well, at least they now have some sort of direction.”
“That’s true,” Maggie nodded.
“Did you talk to Sam?” Judy didn’t look up from mixing her batter.
Maggie sighed and shook her head as she stood and headed to one of the large industrial fridges. “We just told Optimus the location. It seems they’re having a bit of a time keeping Barricade under control.”
“I’ll just bet,” Judy muttered as she spotted Maggie pulling out the remainders of the wedding cake. “Oh dear, you’re not going to have some of that are you?”
Maggie looked up startled and blushed a bit as she looked down at the cake longingly. “Well, I was thinking about having a slice…”
Judy shook her head as she moved to yet another fridge and pulled out a large bowl. “Here,” she said handing the bowel off to the girl “Some left over casserole. How about you heat some up and we can pack it up for those boys in the basement.”
“Mmm. Looks good,” Maggie nodded as she looked through the cellophane.
“We had it last night,” Judy said pointedly and Maggie ducked her head again. Judy just chuckled as she patted the girl’s shoulder. “Not your fault,” she told her. “Ron can get the same way when he’s working in the yard.”
“Speaking of, is he going to make a garden out here?” Maggie asked as she dished out the casserole into smaller dishes and popped one into the microwave.
“I’m still not sure,” Judy mused. “He said something about the dirt qualities. Something about the mineral content.”
Maggie snickered as she swapped out the bowl as the doors swung open once more and Carol wandered into the kitchen. “Well, look who decided to crawl out of her hidey-hole,” Carol snickered upon sight of Maggie. “Got hungry?”
Maggie shifted a bit, slightly unsure of herself when dealing with the matriarch of the Lancasters. “Actually, we managed to break into the system,” she told her. “Glen is probably going though each and every file he can find.”
“Well that’s good news,” Carol nodded as she got out a bottle of mineral water before she turned to Judy. “So what are we making tonight?”
Judy nodded to where she had a cookbook propped up against a blender. “I was thinking breaded chicken on rice with steamed vegetables. Shouldn’t take long.”
“Ooo, sounds good!” Carol smiled as she stared going over the recipe.
Maggie shook her head as she watched the two women discuss different tips on the batter for the chicken. Since coming to the base, the two women had focused mainly on cooking for the group and had started to experiment with different dishes. At least they were keeping busy. Steve had gotten a gym set up in some of the empty rooms in the rec-center and was determined to get everyone in there for sessions in the morning, much to Glen’s horror, while Ron was taking this as an impromptu vacation.
With a sigh, Maggie began searching through the cabinets for some containers as Carol started cleaning up the small mess that Judy hadn’t gotten to yet. “You would think that the men would be more ecstatic with all the varieties of food we’ve been making,” she was saying to Judy.
“Well, Ron always preferred to have vegetables from our own garden rather than processed food.”
“Oh, he prefers the all natural tastes?” Carol asked.
“No, he’s just cheap,” Judy chuckled.
Carol blinked. “Oh…” she drawled as she tipped one of the bowls over into the sink. Frowning at the small clump of batter that refused to go down the drain no matter how high she turned the water on she reached over and flicked on the switch for the garbage disposal.
Suddenly, the now familiar rumble of the ground began shaking the building, and Judy snagged Maggie’s arm and pulled her into the doorway as pans started rattling across the counter to come crashing to the floor. Carol was shouting as she tried to save the few containers of food, though the bowel of remaining casserole fell to the floor with a clang. Soon everything came to a rattling halt and Judy surveyed the mess in the kitchen with a frown. “Damn,” she muttered. “Now I’m going to have to start all over.”
Carol sighed as she took another swig of water from her bottle that she hadn’t even set down during the shake. “This is too much,” the other woman muttered.
Judy nodded as she gave Maggie a small tug. “Come on. We better go see what’s happening.” Maggie nodded and they quickly ducked out into the courtyard where the Autobots were gathering.
“What the heck happened?” Ron called out as he made his way over to the girls, Steve behind him with Miles bringing up the rear.
Carol just shrugged as Prowl called everyone to attention. “All right everyone! The runway doors to the human’s facilities closed all of a sudden. I want to know what everyone was just doing and I want to know now.”
“Don’t look at us! We were slaving away in the desert,” Sunny called out.
“You didn’t even get out of the base’s courtyard yet,” Red frowned at them.
Prowl glanced over at Inferno who nodded. “They were with us,” Inferno confirmed.
Prowl frowned as he turned to look over at Blaster and Perceptor. Perceptor frowned at him. “Well don’t look at me! I was with you!” Perceptor snarled.
Prowl instantly nodded as he glanced over at Blaster. “I was putting my stuff away in my hanger,” Blaster shrugged. “I didn’t touch anything different than usual.”
“Well if it wasn’t us… then what happened?”
Maggie wondered what it was that could have happened to activate the bomb-bay doors when she saw Judy’s thoughtful look. “I think I know,” Judy suddenly called up to the Autobot commander.
“What?” Prowl turned surprised to the humans. “Do you know what happened?” he asked her.
Judy nodded as she continued to stare at Carol, who shifted nervously. “What?” she demanded as she glared at Judy. “Don’t look at me! All I did was turn on the garbage disposal!”
The figurative light bulb clicked on over Maggie’s head, and she quickly ducked between the boys and ran back into the kitchen. The sink was still on and the garbage disposal rumbling as she reached over and flicked the switch. Ginning, she braced herself against the counter as the base rumbled once again as the doors under the runway opened up once again. It seemed they found that garage door opener after all.
Author's Note: What better place to hide a secret door to an underground base than in the kitchen? ^_^ Please Join us tomorrow for chapter Seventy Three: Into the Breech
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