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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: I seem to have lost my hard copy of this chapter with all of Anya's edits so I apologize for anything I might have missed in my revision!

Chapter Eighty-Four: Back to Normal
Soundwave chuckled as he glanced around the rather empty air force base, or what he had since learned was called the “Autobot Consulate”. Though the young one called Bumblebee had muttered that it should be changed to say “Cybertronion Consulate”, at the moment, neither Soundwave nor Barricade were in any position to argue the point. On the whole, the Autobot’s base was a better set up than anything that Starscream and the other ‘Cons had when Soundwave had last saw them. At least the Autobot’s had actual buildings, and Starscream had the slagging Constructicon’s with him!
Soundwave shook his head as he glanced about the rather empty courtyard. Or what had been an empty courtyard as he watched amused as Jazz suddenly appeared around a building and ran right past him. “Hi ya Soundwave! See ya Soundwave!” Jazz called out quickly as he darted past him.
Soundwave turned fascinated as he watched the small Autobot duck around another building. Confused, Soundwave turned back toward the direction the small silver ‘Bot had come from to finally see the reason for the other mechs haste. Ratchet came marching towards him, a dark, determined look on his face as he walked right over to the Decepticon. Soundwave braced himself for whatever dressing down he might possibly be submitted to.
Ratchet just continued to stare at him. “Which way did he go?” The large Decepticon jumped slightly in surprise before he pointed… in the opposite direction that Jazz had fled. Ratchet stared at him again for a long moment. “You wouldn’t be lying to me, would you ‘Con?” Ratchet snarled.
Soundwave hesitated before he dropped his arm and raised his other one. There was an audible curse from the new direction he was pointing at and Jazz could soon be seen darting back across the compound. Ratchet turned back to Soundwave and nodded. “Thanks,” he said and soon took off after his fleeing patient. “Jazz! Believe it or not, but you’re worse than Barricade! Get back here!”
“Not on your life!” Jazz hollered back as he took a sharp corner, a feat only he could do with his smaller frame. Ratchet’s curse could clearly be heard from where Soundwave was standing as the ‘Con watched the roundabout pursuit for a while before he finally turned and continued towards his destination.
There was a sudden growl at his feet and Soundwave looked down to find Ravage had come up beside him. “These Autobots are strange,” Ravage hissed as he looked in the direction Ratchet and Jazz had gone.
“Definitely not the same Autobots we encountered in battle, that’s for sure,” another voice answered and Soundwave looked to his left to find Rumble had caught up with him. “I think there’s something in the atmosphere in this planet. Prolong exposure makes your hardware stupider.”
“Rumble! What a horrible thing to say!” Ravage let out a feline chuckle.
“I mean it!” Rumble replied. “Starscream, the Autobots…” there was a momentary pause. “Frenzy…”
The other small ‘Con instantly sobered at this. “He’s still acting strange?” he demanded and Soundwave looked down again to see Rumble slump even further if that was possible.
“Yes,” Rumble moaned. “And I don’t know what to do for him! Every time I try talking to him, we start out fine and then he either goes twitchy and babbles on a mile a minute or completely silent and just ignores me.”
Both Ravage and Soundwave just stared at the other mech in disbelief. The thought of Frenzy ignoring his own mate was unconceivable. Soundwave frowned at this. Frenzy was a member of his team and as team leader, it was his responsibility to find out the source of his teammate’s problems and correct them. Unfortunately, Soundwave thought he knew what the problem had been and it all started with those humans and their experiments.
Combined with the problems Barricade had said he acquired from the human’s primitive computer systems, who knew just how messed up Frenzy really was? Soundwave feared that they might never have the old Frenzy back again. He had hoped that the reunion with his team could possibly help Frenzy regain some of his old spunk but Soundwave also knew that it could be a hopeless cause. He had some faith, however, that Frenzy would get, if not completely cured, then at least better with the help of his friends.
Then again, Frenzy had not been with his team for over a Nicycle. He had been with Barricade here on this strange planet living a completely different life encountering completely different problems and having completely different experiences. It was somewhat possible that they would do Frenzy more harm than good, but Soundwave was not one about to give up. He was his team’s leader and as such he had an obligation to see them work as a solid unit. One crack in a single link and the whole chain could give way. Soundwave knew this just as any team leader knew this.
In truth, he had been on his way to see Ratchet to ask the medic if he would be willing to take a look at the small mech, give his expert medical opinion on his condition. However seeing as Ratchet was rather… busy, Soundwave changed his course and made his way towards the small hanger in the far corner of the compound with his two team members right behind him. The door was open but he knocked anyway.
“Come in!” a voice called out and Soundwave was quick to do so before the young Autobot saw exactly who it was that had come calling. Not that it seemed to be a problem as the Autobot simply glanced at him before turning towards Barricade who was slouched in a corner fiddling with a data pad that had rather weird music playing from it. “It’s for you,” Bumblebee said before going back to his own data pad.
Barricade glanced up and he set the pad down. “Soundwave. Don’t tell me you want to leave already,” Barricade chuckled as he stood and made his way over to greet the other ‘Cons.
Soundwave just gave him a cool, level look while there was a huff from the ground. “Hardly,” Ravage drawled and Barricade glanced down at the cat with a small quirk of the head.
The mustang glanced back up at Soundwave. “So you just came for a visit?”
There was a snort from Rumble but Soundwave just shook his head. “Actually, I came to speak to you about Frenzy.” Rumble seemed just as surprised at this announcement as Barricade was as the smaller ‘Con looked up at his squad leader hopefully.
“How is he,” a soft voice asked behind him and Soundwave turned to find the small human Sam standing on a large catwalk, looking at him with a look that he classified as worried.
It was Rumble who actually answered the boy. “Not good,” Rumble growled as he stretched his finger gears in the image of a human cracking their knuckles. “He’s not acting like himself in the least.”
“Well can you blame him?” Barricade frowned at the mech. “He was held prisoner longer than you and experimented on. Who knows what those slagging pieces of filth actually did to him?” Soundwave took note of Barricade’s suddenly clenched fists as the other mech whirled around and began pacing. A quick glance at the Autobot showed the yellow mech to still be playing with his data pad, however closer observations showed blue optics peeking over the top of the unit, watching Barricade closely as the mech continued to rant. “I cannot believe I didn’t realize it sooner!” Barricade continued angrily. “If I had known that he was still alive you can bet your core processor that I would have fought a hundred of those blasted cannons to get him out!”
“And get killed or captured in the process,” Bumblebee announced flatly as he finally gave up on the pretense of playing his own video game and set the pad aside.
Barricade whirled around. “You stay out of this!”
Bumblebee continued to frown at him and it was Sam who spoke up next. “He’s right you know. You couldn’t have known that he was still alive, let alone that Thirteen had him.”
“But I should have!” Barricade snarled pacing again. “Soundwave put him in my care! He was my responsibility!”
“What?” Everyone whirled around at the sharp cry to find Frenzy standing in the doorway scowling at all of them. “I ne-need no one’s, one’s c-care,” Frenzy continued, glaring at them all. “I am not a sparkling!”
“And we’re not saying you are!” Rumble quickly moved to his partner’s side. “We’re all just worried about you.”
Frenzy’s glare got darker. “Wh-why?” he demanded sharply. “I’m fine!”
“Frenzy…” Rumble began but Frenzy sent him a fierce glower and the small mech backed down as Frenzy stepped further into the hanger.
“You have not been acting like your old self,” Ravage spoke in a calming tone. It didn’t work as Frenzy turned his angered look towards the cat.
“I’m fine!” Frenzy announced with a note of finality. “B-bug or t-two… or th-three,” the “three” was muttered under his breath. “But I’m f-f-fine!”
Soundwave and Barricade glanced at one another; both seeing clearly that the other one of them weren’t anywhere near convinced. Bumblebee had gone back to his game but Sam could instantly tell that he was listening to every word that was being said. “Of course you’re fine,” everyone turned to see Optimus entering the hanger. “Who said you weren’t?”
Frenzy just glared at his own team whose smaller members were both looking rather chastised, Soundwave looked as indifferent as always as he turned to Optimus. “I would still appreciate it if your medic looked him over.”
There was a huff from Frenzy and Rumble reached over to either grab his arm or place his own hand on the other mechs shoulders but Frenzy quickly moved out of reach and Rumble allowed the hand to fall, a hurt look on his face. Sam looked at the two before he glanced over at Barricade questioningly as he saw the small mech’s expression. Barricade waved him off slightly and Sam frowned but allowed it for the moment as he turned back to watch Optimus and the newest ‘Con ally.
“Yes, of course,” Optimus was saying as he glanced down at Frenzy. “In fact, Ratchet had mentioned that you all should report to his med-bay some time today. In case anything was possibly left in your systems by Thirteen.”
Frenzy seemed rather amused as Rumble and Ravage both groaned at the announcement and Frenzy himself reached out those last few inches to grab a hold of Rumble’s own arm. Sam no longer needed to ask Barricade if they were a pairing as Frenzy simply cuddled up next to the other mech and made a few soothing, cooing noises that were easily drowned out by Ravage’s snarling. The ‘Con’s did not seem to see the humor in this as Frenzy glanced up at Sam and the two shared a chuckle.
Even Barricade was smirking at the group. “Want me to go with you and hold your hand?” he teased.
Soundwave turned to glare at him before he looked back at Optimus. “I believe that your medic is currently otherwise occupied,” he said flatly.
“He’s off after your lieutenant,” Ravage laughed.
Optimus just sighed. “Well in that case, why don’t you give me a report of what happened in Utah?” he asked turning back to Soundwave.
Barricade watched surprised as Soundwave actually shifted nervously. Soundwave! The most perpetually stoic mech of the whole Decepticon army was actually twitching. Optimus obviously saw this too as he spoke again. “You can take your time; whenever you feel like talking, but it does have to be done and soon. The more we know about Thirteen, the better prepared we’ll be for them.”
Soundwave nodded. “You are correct Optimus Prime-”
“‘Optimus’,” the Autobot corrected.
Soundwave paused for a moment. “Optimus. You should be briefed on what we know.”
Optimus sighed in relief as tension seemed to suddenly drain out of him. “Thank you Soundwave. We can begin whenever you wish.”
Soundwave nodded. “I do seem to be missing some team members,” he began.
“Quite alright,” Optimus chuckled. “We can get their reports later. Shall we?” Soundwave nodded and tried his best not to look as if he was being taken to the executioner as he followed the big rig out.
Sam waved and was glad to see Frenzy wave back. Rumble didn’t look that impressed but Sam instantly determined it was because he was worried about his partner. Bumblebee seemed to be on the same wavelength as he stepped up beside Barricade. “Do you really think that Frenzy’s okay?”
Barricade sighed as he turned around and headed back to his corner. “I can only hope.”
Bumblebee nodded as he moved over to allow Sam to step down into his palm. “I wonder where the birds are anyway,” Sam said. The mechs just shrugged.
“Are they still there?” Sunny demanded.
Sideswipe peeked though a small crack in the door. “Yeah, still there.”
Sunny frowned as he shoved Side’s head down and peered out himself. Sure enough, there they were. Perched on the roof of the building across from them, staring at their door. “Eep!” Sunny quickly slammed the door shut.
“Okay… now I’m not so sure about having those ‘Con’s around,” Side’s muttered.
“Tell me about it!” Sunny growled himself. The two condor’s had been perched there for what seemed like hours. Just what the hell were they doing out there anyway?
“How long do you think we can keep them in there?” Buzzsaw asked his partner.
“As long as we want,” Laserbeak chuckled. “This is fun.”
Ironhide was humming a rather offbeat tune as the base finally came into view in the distance. Will was humming right along with him as soft smile playing about his face. The ranger was bundled up in the passenger seat, wrapped contently in the comforter as he stretched out his legs on the driver’s seat. “So what are we going to tell the others?” Will suddenly asked quietly.
“Why should we tell them anything?” Ironhide instantly answered with a huff. “It’s none of their business anyway.”
“I meant about where we’ve been for the last day and a half,” Will clarified with a chuckle.
“Oh…” Ironhide was quiet for a moment before he spoke again. “Why should we tell them where we’ve been? It’s still none of their business.”
Will just rolled his eyes and gathered his things as they pulled up to the base and he climbed out to allow Ironhide a chance to shift. He sighed when he saw the Ironhide was already watching the moat for any reptilian activity. “Oh will you give it up!” Will demanded as he stepped up into Ironhide’s palm.
“I can’t help it,” Ironhide frowned as he hopped the moat and passed through the gate. “That thing is still in there, somewhere.”
Will just rolled his eyes again and glanced about the rather empty base. “So where do you think everyone is?” he asked instead.
“Not a clue,” Ironhide replied with a half-shrug.
“COMING THROUGH!”
Both Will and Ironhide coughed as a cloud of dust rose up in Jazz’s wake as the mech sped by. “I’ll kill that nut!” Ironhide said between coughing.
“Not if I get to him first,” Ratchet announced as he slowed his own speed and stopped next to them. “You two okay? You were gone a while.” The other two instantly nodded as they tried to keep the grins off their faces. Ratchet frowned as he looked at the two intently. “Well, that’s good. So-”
“What happened with the ‘Con?” Ironhide quickly interrupted, not wanting to answer any questions the medic may have come up with.
Ratchet frowned at him but Ironhide just continued to stare at him, a challenge in his stance. Ratchet smirked. There was the answer to his questions. “You mean Soundwave?” he asked, allowing the change in topic. “Well, Inferno, Wheeljack and Prowl are being difficult.”
“No surprise there,” Ironhide chuckled and he fell into step with Ratchet as they made their way further into the base. “They’re married so of course they’ll be rather protective of their mates and worried for their safety.”
Ratchet just stared at him for a moment before he glanced down at Will. The ranger seemed determined not to look up at him but Ratchet could still see the rise in his core body temperature. The flush on his cheeks also verified what Ratchet already suspected. “Yeah, well… They’re still being a pain in the aft. And I can look after myself. Wheeljack knew that before we got hitched.”
Ironhide cringed. “Please don’t use that word.”
Ratchet glanced at him surprised. “What? ‘Hitched’? What’s wrong with it!”
It was Will who answered him with a small laugh. “He’s still upset that ‘Bee managed to sneak off with his tow cable.”
Ratchet looked down at the human for a moment before they both burst out laughing. Ironhide just frowned at them. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up… I still say we’ve got gremlins!”
“When you catch one ‘Hide, then we’ll believe you,” Optimus chuckled as he and the three ‘Cons passed by.
“I’m serious!” Ironhide yelled back at him. Optimus just waved over his shoulder in acknowledgement that he heard the shout.
Rumble glanced over at Soundwave. “Gremlin? I thought he was a truck.” Rumble was quite surprised when Frenzy burst out laughing.
“Yeah, everyone’s a comedian,” Ironhide grumbled.
Will just shook his head. “Hey! Let me off by the mess hall. I’m starving.”
“I’m sure you are,” Ratchet muttered under his breath and both soldiers turned confused as the medic began chuckling evilly. “Well, I’m off to find my wayward patient. Let me know if you need anything!”
“Yeah, sure…” Will called as Ironhide just watched his friend go.
“You know… I’m begging to wonder if Wheeljack and the others didn’t have it right all along.”
“What?” Will glanced up at him.
“Never mind,” Ironhide said quickly as he dropped the human off at his destination. The two stood there awkwardly for a moment, neither one knowing what to say to the other. “Um…”
“I… I’ll see ya later then?” Will offered hesitantly.
“What? Oh yeah. Right. Later.”
Will offered a small smile as he quickly turned and ducked into the building. Leaning against the closed door Will let out a long sigh as he brought his blanket up to his face and clutched it, inhaling deep. A small smile played about his lips as he finally pushed himself off the door, nose still in the blankets.
Glancing up Will instantly jumped back, bumping against the door as he found both adult Witwicky’s standing in the hallway staring at him. Judy was grinning widely and Ron was giving Will a curious stare. “Oh… uh. Hi Ron. Judy.”
Judy’s grin got wider. “Will,” she greeted. “Why don’t I just take this for you to be cleaned, hmm? It’s going to take a couple washes to get this dirt out.”
Will felt his face flare up as he reluctantly allowed the woman to pull his shield away from him and bundle it up in her own arms. “Good to see you back,” she nodded as passed Will and went out the door.
Will shifted nervously as he glanced over at Ron who was still standing in the hallway staring at him. Will cleared his throat. “So… what’s up?”
Ron raised an eyebrow. “And you were where?”
Will shifted nervously, stupid considering he was an actual Ranger Captain but still, when confronted with Sam’s parents, even he felt like a child. “Out… with Ironhide.”
Ron’s eyebrow dropped and he stared at Will for another long moment before he sighed. “You do realize you just made me lose a hundred dollars to my wife, right?”
Will jerked in surprise. “Huh?”
Ron chuckled. “Nothing. So, come on. I’ll fill you in on what’s been going on around here with that Soundmaker or whatever his name is over breakfast.”
Will nodded and allowed the other man to lead him towards the main hall. He groaned as he found Epps already there, wolfing down a huge stack of pancakes. “Well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather Autobot.”
Will frowned as he took his own seat. Carol appeared and dropped a rather full plate down in front of him. “Oh… thanks.” The woman grinned at him as she went about piling another stack onto Steve’s own plate. Will nodded to the other man in greeting when he saw that Simmons was there as well, though he was further down at the other end of the hall. “Simmons hasn’t left yet?” he asked Ron as Epps was back to stuffing his face.
“Huh? Oh yeah. Maggie and Glen are here too but I think they’re still sleeping. I tell ya, kids keep the strangest hours these days.”
“Oh…”
“So…” Epps looked up and pierced Will with a pointed gaze. “How’d it go?”
“How’d what go?” Steve joined the conversation as he looked at the two rangers curiously.
Will thought quickly before he straightened his spine and glared at his teammate. “None of your business,” he announced and went back to his pancakes.
Epps just chuckled. “That well, huh?”
Steve looked rather lost as he looked at the others. “No really, what are we talking about?”
Bumblebee glanced up as there was a second, more frantic knock on their door that morning. He glanced over at Barricade but the ‘Con just shrugged as he too turned towards the door. Sam, who was now joined by Mikaela and Miles also shrugged. Bumblebee just sighed. “Come in,” he called out again.
The door flew open only to be banged shut again as Jazz looked around the room. “Hide me!”
Barricade cocked his head as Jazz quickly flattened himself on the floor and belly-crawled until he was hidden away behind one of their boxcars. “Didn’t we do this before?” he inquired.
Bumblebee chuckled. “I believe so… but that was Ratchet. Not Jazz.”
“Ah…” Barricade snickered as he wandered over to the boxcar and leaned over it to stare at the mech behind it. “You needed something or are you just here to annoy us?”
“Shhhh!” Jazz hissed at him. “I’m hiding from Ratchet!”
“Oh! Well then that’s completely alright for you to barge in here and disturb our privacy,” the mustang snarled sarcastically.
“Barricade!” Sam frowned at him.
“What? You all made me go! Why should Jazz be any different?”
“Because I’m cuter!” Jazz’s voice called out from behind the box.
“Oh like the pit you are,” Barricade growled.
“Barricade…” ‘Bee sighed tiredly.
“What?”
There was a sudden knock at the door and Jazz let out a small “eep”. “Don’t let him get me! Please!”
Barricade sighed as ‘Bee moved to the door. “Shh!” the younger Autobot hissed before he finally opened the paneling. “Ratchet! What’s up?” he asked, trying his best to look surprised to find the medic at their doorstep.
Ratchet frowned at him. “All right, where is he?”
Bumblebee “blinked” innocently. “Right here,” he said pointing at Barricade seated on the boxcar playing with his rigged video game. “Where else would he be?”
Ratchet stared at ‘Bee suspiciously. “Not him.”
“Oh! You mean Soundwave?” Barricade and the three Autobots all glanced up from their positions to where Mikaela was leaning against the railing of Sam’s loft. “Optimus said you were looking for him and his team to be checked out but Optimus is actually taking Soundwave’s report about his time with Thirteen.”
Ratchet turned to find Bumblebee grinning madly. Catching the medics look however, ‘Bee quickly dropped the smile and coughed. “Uh, right. Sorry but he’s not here.”
“Well it wasn’t Soundwave that I was looking for, though I do need him and his team looked over too…” Ratchet announced. “Rather, I’m looking for Jazz.”
Barricade could hear a small whimper behind him and he allowed a rather evil grin to emerge on. “Jazz? What did that insane music loving nut do now?”
“He’s not insane ‘Cade,” ‘Bee frowned at him.
“He’s constantly annoying us,” Barricade frowned. “He’s a bigger pain than Skywarp.” There was an outraged gasp behind him and Barricade’s grin got bigger.
Ratchet just stared at the mech. “Well if he’s not here then…” he began.
“Yeah, sorry Ratchet,” Bumblebee said as evenly as he could.
Ratchet just heaved a sigh even though a rather wicked grin was plastered on his face. “Well if I can’t find Jazz then I guess I could just give Barricade another check up. Primus knows he’s still not one hundred percent.”
Barricade’s optics brightened and the ‘Con was up and next to the boxcar in seconds. “He’s back there!”
“Slag it! Never trust a ‘Con!” Jazz yelped.
“Jazz…Get out here!” Ratchet commanded before he decided he had waited long enough and quickly made his way around the boxcar himself and snagged the small silver mech.
“Ratchet… my man… my bud…” Jazz grinned. “What are you doing in this sector?”
Ratchet just glowered. “Come on you. We are getting those bullets out of you, today!”
“But Ratchet! I have to…uh… file my report on the rescue! Yeah! So you see, Optimus will be wanting those so-”
“Oh don’t worry Jazz,” Ratchet grinned evilly. “We can go over you report in my med bay!”
Barricade, ‘Bee and the humans all watched amused as Jazz suddenly bolted out the door. Ratchet gasped and tore after him. “Well, glad things are back to normal around here,” Mikaela chuckled.
“Yeah… I was getting worried there for a moment,” ‘Bee laughed.
There was a snort behind him. “Enjoy it while you can Autobit.”
‘Bee turned to Barricade confused at the statement. “What does that mean?”
Barricade glanced up from his game. “Since when is this place ever normal?” ‘Bee and the humans now shared worried looks and Barricade chuckled. “So much has happened; one can only imagine what’s about to happen next.”
Burgen frowned as he shifted through the ruble of his once beloved lab. “This is a disaster,” he growled as he chucked a broken keyboard across the room. “Not only did I lose my test subjects but this base has been completely compromised, not to mention-” he threw another piece of debris; “the Incapacitator is a complete LOSS!” He whirled around and looked towards one of the shadows. “You had better come through on your end of the deal!”
“Do not worry so,” a voice spoke from the darkness. “You will have your test subjects… Trust me,” and the voice was gone.
Burgen frowned as he turned back to the ruined lab. “Sam Witwicky,” he finally growled low in his throat. “You will pay.”
-To Be Continued

Author's Note: Again, I tried to find all the mistakes but if I missed some I apologize~! Also as a side note to FieldsofHeather: that scene you descried with 'Bee is almost exactly like the one I had only just described to Kallipso a few days ago for a scene that's going to be in one of my future TF stories. I kid you not! When I read your review, I began laughing so hard I scared my own cats! And yes, I have three, count them THREE more TF ideas floating around in my brain! We'll see how well Cover Me does first though, shall we? That being said, please join us tomorrow for chapter Eighty Five: Normalcy Was Overrated Anyway
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