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By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: -chuckles- To everyone who was surprised that Megatron was betting with Jazz, I direct you back to chapter 5 and the conversation between Optimus and Ratchet. Yeah, I knew Meg was going to win that bet WAY back then! Like I said, the smallest of details... -evil grin-
Chapter Eighty-Nine: Judy’s Mission
“Well, this has been a hell of a day,” Jazz muttered as he plopped back down onto the boxcar.
“So what do we do now?” Bumblebee asked glancing around at the assorted group.
Barricade glanced over at ‘Bee puzzled. “What do you mean?”
“Well I mean we now know that Megatron is back and that’s a big enough secret as it is but what do we do about him being stuck in Frenzy?”
“He’s right,” Soundwave surprised everyone as he nodded in agreement before he turned back to Megatron and Frenzy. “I doubt that you wish to remain stuck together like this.”
“Are you kidding?” Megatron scowled. “If you can get me out of here, that would be like a dream come true!”
“Hey,” Frenzy yelped affronted.
“Oh like you don’t want to be back to your normal self,” Megatron sneered. A pause. “Well as normal as you can be.”
Rumble frowned at the jibe to his mate before his optics widened. “Wait a minute,” he gasped. “You’ve been with Frenzy all this time? As in ‘since we were reunited’ all this time?” Megatron just waited while Rumble groaned and practically collapsed on the couch next to Ravage. “You couldn’t have at least warned me?” he shouted, embarrassment radiating from the smaller mech.
Megatron just chuckled. “I do apologize.”
Rumble just growled again and Frenzy chuckled and stepped next to the other mech. “Sorry Rumble,” he said softly. “I would have told you if I co-co-could.”
The other mech sighed and allowed Frenzy to pull him into a hug. “No wonder you were avoiding me. I thought I had done something wrong.”
The others allowed them a moment of peace before Barricade once again started up the conversation. “Okay… so does anyone have any ideas?” he demanded as he glanced around at the group.
“Not a clue,” Jazz called out rather cheerfully.
“The only thing I can think of is maybe if we build him a new body…” Miles trailed off as all the mechs shook their heads.
“That’s easier said than done,” Bumblebee told him.
“We aren’t like toasters,” Barricade frowned. “You can’t just decide to build more of us.”
Soundwave glanced over at Barricade puzzled. “What is a toaster?”
“But why not?” Miles asked with a frown before he turned to Frenzy and Megatron. “From what I can tell, you just need a body of your own, right?” Megatron shook his head sadly.
“Our bodies are so complex that sometimes even we do not fully understand them,” Barricade explained to the confused boy.
“Which is why being a medic is so important and another reason why there are a small number of them. Only a few mechs are smart enough to fully understand the logistics of our beings.”
“Which brings me to this,” Mikaela spoke up with a worried frown. “Since I’ve been working with Ratchet, I do know a little bit about you’re bodies and I don’t think they were designed to house two sparks.”
“What do you mean?” Soundwave turned to look at the girl.
“What I mean is that we don’t know the full ramifications of Megatron’s presence in Frenzy’s body,” she sighed.
Stunned silence. “Well damn,” Jazz sighed. “The girly has a valid point.”
“Like the red optics,” Barricade said with stunned realization. “They weren’t before.”
“How do you feel?” Soundwave turned to Megatron and Frenzy. “Any anomalies you’ve noticed within yourself?”
The small mech was silent for a long moment, probably doing a self-diagnostic. The others waited patiently before Megatron spoke up. “There are a few things but I always thought it was because of all those experiments that Dr. Burgen preformed on us.”
“What exactly did he do?” Barricade asked sternly.
Megatron shrugged. “Uploaded a few viruses to see how resilient our programming was and a few experiments on Frenzy’s hardware but other than that.”
“Wait a minute,” Sam’s eyes were wide as he looked down at the mech. “Did he ever get to your spark chamber?”
Everyone whirled around to find out the answer and they all sighed in relief as Frenzy shook his head. “No cha-cha-chance,” Frenzy told them. “I ke-ke-kept it locked tight.”
“Well that’s at least good news,” Jazz chuckled.
“So now were back to the problem, how do we separate Megatron and Frenzy?” Ravage announced from the couch.
Soundwave looked down at his team sadly. “I am unsure if we can…”
“But there has to be something we can do,” Rumble said firmly as he reached out and snagged Frenzy’s hand, despite the darker optics. “We can’t just leave them like this.”
“But what can we do?” Bumblebee spoke up. “Even if we do manage to build him a new body, the only one who really has any capabilities that could even remotely do such a delicate procedures as moving his spark would be Ratchet and while he helped Barricade, Megatron is just another story altogether.”
“It’s not like we have another medic around,” Jazz said sourly.
“The only other one I can think of is Hook,” Soundwave spoke up. “While he is a ‘Con and would be more than likely willing to try and help move Megatron from Frenzy to a new body, I highly doubt that we want to head over to the others location and ask him.”
There was a shudder from Barricade. “Primus, I wish Groundhog was here,” he murmured. “He at least would find the humor in this.”
“I think that we’re getting a little ahead of ourselves,” Buzzsaw spoke up. “We don’t even have a body to put him in.”
“It’s not like we could just head down to the hardware store and pick one up,” Laserbeak added.
“But don’t you guys repair yourselves? You build yourselves new limbs and such, and Ratchet was able to repair Jazz after he was torn in half!” Mikaela demanded.
Jazz frowned. “Thanks for the reminder,” he said sourly.
“Sorry.”
“It’s not like that,” Soundwave told her. “While we can repair ourselves, we have at least a base to work with. Building a new body from scratch would be extremely difficult.”
“Not to mention your Earth technology is still far too behind to actually be able to help build something useful,” Ravage put in.
“That and we never really had to build one ourselves,” Barricade sighed as he picked up his abandoned oilcan once again. “It was always the All Spark that created the sparklings and in turn ourselves. There was really never any need of such things.”
“THAT’S IT!”
All the mechs jumped up in surprise at Sam’s triumphant shout and Barricade nearly choked on the sip of oil he had taken. “What? What’s it?” Bumblebee demanded as he watched as Sam began to pace.
“Don’t you see?” Sam demanded. “We do have the All Spark! Or rather at least a piece of it! Why can’t we use that?”
Sam was grinning madly at his idea but the others all just looked confused. Both of the Autobots as well as Barricade looked down at Sam dubiously. “I highly doubt that that small of a shard would be capable of building a sparkling let alone a full grown body,” Barricade drawled.
“The All Spark, yes,” Sam grin grew even larger. “But what about Primus?”
The mechs all stared down at Sam in stunned disbelief as Mikaela quickly threw her arms around the boy. “Of course! Primus! He should be able to do something!”
The few Decepticons all just stared at the small cluster of human’s in bewilderment. “I still can’t believe that you Autobots can just ‘call Primus’ whenever you feel like it,” Ravage snarled.
Barricade chuckled. “Be happy that it’s only Sam and Jazz. Primus knows what the Lambos would do if they were the ones who could speak to him.”
There was a chuckle from Buzzsaw. “Yeah, but just imagine if Starscream knew about that. That the Autobots actually have a way to call him.”
“Don’t say that,” Bumblebee nearly shouted. “If he knew that we still even had a shard of the All Spark, you could bet your aft that he would be looking for us twice as hard.”
The ‘Cons all looked over at the yellow mech. “Doubtful,” the all said at once.
“Starscream is still having a time with the other ‘Cons,” Ravage chuckled.
“Well, at least for now,” Soundwave spoke. “The ones we have to really worry about are Hook and Thundercracker.” Barricade nodded.
“You’re forgetting you have an ace in the hole.” Everyone turned to find Megatron grinning madly. “I know Starscream and I know how that mech thinks. I could probably help you come up with some contingency plans if need be.”
Bumblebee just stared at the ‘Con while Jazz smacked his forehead. “Well of course we do!”
The other ‘Cons just stared at the group. “I’ll say it again,” Rumble said slowly as he turned back away from the grinning Megatron. “This planet makes them loopy!”
“Perhaps you’re right,” Soundwave said slowly as he stared down at his now diminutive leader.
“We are not crazy,” Bumblebee insisted as he frowned at them.
“No, we’re not,” Megatron said with a chuckle and everyone turned to him.
“Then how do you explain them acting like psychos?” Rumble demanded gesturing at the others and even Barricade looked rather put out as Rumble pointed to him. “They and the other Autobots are completely crazy!”
“Oh don’t worry, you will be too eventually,” Megatron laughed.
Rumble face faulted as the others stared at the mech surprised and in smaller mechs case, horrified. “What?” Ravage hissed.
Megatron snickered. “Survival mode,” he explained with a large grin. “It’s a dormant programming that was designed to help Cybertronions adapt to life on other planets in cases of emergency. Originally, it was just for the exploration teams but it was later decided that it would benefit everyone in case anyone got lost or was stranded on an unfamiliar planet. The stranded mech or mechs start to mimic the life around them too better fit in. Though,” he turned to glance at Sam and the others, “the council never figured that the sentient life would be so much… shorter.”
“Hey!” Sam tried to sound offended through his snickers. The other mechs just looked completely stunned by Megatron’s explanation.
“And that would explain why everyone acts like teenagers,” Mikaela said slowly as it dawned on her. “The only humans they’ve really interacted with are us.”
“What about the rangers?” Sam asked with a frown. “They’re here as often as us.”
“They’re practically teenagers themselves,” Miles snickered.
“Okay, now let’s get back to your problem,” Mikaela chuckled as she got everyone back on topic. “We need to speak to Primus.”
The mechs seemed to shake themselves out of their stupor. “Um guys, I think you’re forgetting one major detail,” Bumblebee stated slowly.
“What? What are you talking about?” Jazz asked puzzled. “We just get the shard and talk to him. Easy as pie.”
Ravage glanced up at him. “Pie?”
Bumblebee ignored the cat and just nodded. “Exactly! Think about what you’re saying. We get the shard from where?”
Sam looked up at his guardian puzzled. “’Bee, what are you getting at? You know that the shard is being kept in the safe box in… Ohhhh…” Sam eyes widened before he too deflated. “Well, that puts a damper into things.”
“Slag,” Jazz muttered. “Optimus has it in his desk in the main hanger.”
“Precisely,” Bumblebee sighed. “If we mention that we need it, it’s more than likely to raise questions about why we even need it.”
“And Prowlie has been staying in there almost till early morning trying to get Optimus’ files back in order,” Jazz sighed.
Bumblebee actually snickered at this. “Wish him luck.” Jazz just grinned evilly.
Mikaela turned to Sam with a frown. “And why did you decide not to keep it here in the hanger with you again?”
Sam rolled his eyes. “And where would I have kept it? Under the bed?” he shot back sarcastically. “I thought it was better kept with Optimus and the others.”
“Brilliant move that,” Mikaela snapped.
“What?” Sam glared at her. “I thought it was the right thing to do.”
“Okay, so then how do we get it?” Rumble demanded, breaking into the small argument. “We need to talk to him!”
“Well, clearly we need a distraction,” Ravage announced. All eyes and optics swirled to Jazz.
“Do you think you can distract Prowl tonight?” Bumblebee asked.
Jazz snickered. “Well, there’s a big difference between distracting him and actually getting him out of the hanger.”
Bumblebee seemed to be at a bit of a loss but Barricade just groaned. “TMI Jazz.” Jazz grinned cheekily.
“But we have to get that shard and it would be best to try and sneak it out after dark!” Sam announced.
“No it’s not,” Miles spoke up quickly. “I know that’s what they do in the movies and such but I mean, the best time would be to get it during the day.”
Soundwave glanced down at the little human. “What do you mean?”
“Well think about it,” Miles turned to the large mech. “Everyone’s still running around like crazy, right? Wheeljack is working on the new computer, Prowl is working on the paperwork and Red is working on the new security systems.”
Mikaela seemed to understand where Miles was going with his thinking as she nodded. “Ratchet is also busy trying to find Jazz while Ironhide is still on croc patrol!”
“And Optimus is trying to keep the peace whenever there’s a confrontation with the ‘Cons! It’s the perfect time to go!” Miles finished triumphantly.
Sam just stared at his friends. “Okay, you’ve guys lost me.”
“Don’t you see?” Mikaela whirled around to face him. “No one will notice what we’re doing because everyone else is busy doing their own thing! There’s so much going on around here that with a few well placed distractions, we could easily just go in and grab the shard.”
Sam still looked a bit puzzled but as he thought about it, the more his friends made sense. “You mean like if we send out Jazz and have him take Ratchet out on another wild chase?” he said hesitantly.
“Exactly!” Mikaela cried.
“We’re sending out who to run from what now?” Jazz yelped. “I don’t think I like this plan.”
“Oh suck it up Autobot,” Ravage chuckled.
“And what about Prowl?” Jazz demanded turning to the humans. “I would think that I as his husband would have a better chance at distracting him.”
“Not like Soundwave would,” Sam said turning to the silver mech. “You know how much he overreacts about his presence. If he see’s Soundwave somewhere where he’s not supposed to be-”
“Like going into the underground base,” Mikaela supplied.
“-Then you can bet that he’s going to go out and cause a fuss about it!” Miles finished.
“Plus, you’re dealing with two birds with one stone,” Bumblebee nodded. “If there’s a fight, then Optimus will be busy dealing with that.”
“And Wheeljack may join in on the fight and that would get him out of the hanger too!” Mikaela added. “Unexpected bonus.”
Sam turned to Soundwave. “Would you mind being used as bait like that?” he asked hesitantly. Now that he thought about it, Soundwave may not be so appreciative about his role in the idea.
He had nothing to fear however as Soundwave nodded. “It would be my honor to help my fellow comrades.”
“And Red Alert is out on patrol as usual and I think he has Inferno with him to help repair or replace any of the broken security devices.”
“What about the Lambos?” Barricade asked.
The two birds glanced at each other and Buzzsaw chuckled evilly. “I think we’ve got that covered.”
Barricade just stared at the two birds. “I don’t think I want to know.”
“Anyone else?” Jazz asked.
“Hound is out with my dad again and Will and Epps went with them. I think they took Bluestreak along too,” Sam announced. “Said something about going to the ocean to fish or something.”
“Hound fishing?” Bumblebee said in disbelief.
Jazz chuckled. “Well, at least he’s adapting to life here on Earth.”
“Like I said,” Megatron grinned widely. There was a twitch and Frenzy’s voice began snickering loudly.
“So that means we don’t have to worry about him,” Barricade nodded turning back to Sam and the others.
“What of your own Communications officer?” Soundwave spoke up with a frown. “He’s been in the ‘main hanger’ the last few times we been there working on his long distance radio.”
Bumblebee gained a worried look but Jazz and Barricade just glanced at one another. “Somehow, I don’t think he’ll really be a problem.” Soundwave just looked puzzled but shrugged it off.
“Are we forgetting anyone?” Bumblebee asked. There were a few shakes of the head before Jazz sighed.
“Ironhide,” he said. “We don’t know for sure what he’ll be doing.”
“Well what can we do to distract him?” Sam asked. “I mean it’s not like we can actually ask Crikey to conveniently appear when we need him.”
“So what do we do?” Bumblebee demanded.
There was a loud groan and everyone turned to Barricade confused. “Judy,” he suddenly spoke up.
“What?” Sam yelped. “What does my mom have to do with anything?”
“Well, Judy may be able to help with the problem,” Barricade told him. “She’s very insightful.”
“Wait, you want to tell Judy about Megatron?” Mikaela asked in disbelief.
“Better make sure she doesn’t have her bat,” Sam muttered.
“Actually, I think she would be the most acceptable of this situation,” Barricade said evenly. “When I told her about our war and everything, she seemed to be able to grasp the more complex points.”
“But how would Mom be able to distract Ironhide?” Sam asked puzzled.
Barricade shrugged. “No idea, but maybe she might know of a way.”
“It’s worth a try at least,” Bumblebee added.
Sam looked over at the mechs for a long moment before he slumped in defeat. “All right, I’ll go get her.”
Barricade smirked. “I’ll go with you.”
Judy was humming along with the radio as she flipped through her book she had picked up on the latest run to the grocery store. Hound it seemed had become yet another fixture in the Witwicky’s life as Ron could constantly be found with the mech talking about plants and what not. It was actually very refreshing and gave Judy some very much needed alone time when they went on their nature runs.
“Judy.” Judy looked up as she found Carol at her doorway. “One of the aliens wants to speak with you.”
Judy sighed as she shoved a scrap of paper between the pages and snapped her book closed. “Who is it?” she asked with a frown.
Carol just shrugged. “I never know their names. I just know it’s the black cop car.”
“Ah, Barricade,” Judy nodded. “Right. Thanks.” Setting the book aside, the woman quickly made her way out the door, nodding to Maggie as she passed the girl. Stepping out into the bright sunlight, Judy frowned as she raised a hand to shade her eyes as she looked up at the large mech standing in front of the barracks. “You needed to see me?” she called up.
“Hello again Judy,” Barricade grinned down at her.
Sam waved as well from the palm of Barricade’s hand. “Hey Mom!”
Judy raised an eyebrow as she stepped onto Barricade’s offered hand. “All right boys, what’s going on?” she drawled.
Barricade and Sam shared a glance before Barricade turned back to Judy as he began making his way back to his hanger. “Remember the conversation we had about the war?” he asked her.
Judy frowned as she glanced over at Sam, trying to understand where the mech was going with this. “You mean the one we had that first time I did the laundry with you in the garage?”
“That would be the one,” Barricade nodded. “You remember what I told you about Megatron?”
Judy frowned as she thought back to that day she and Barricade had spoken about the Cybertronion war. “What about it?”
“Well… it apparently wasn’t what it seemed…” Judy looked over to Sam confused as they made their way into the hanger.
“ARE YOU CRAZY LADY?” Rumble bellowed as he quickly moved to Frenzy’s side where the other mech lay on the floor, currently dazed from the force of the blow.
Sam and the others just boggled at his mother who stood there threateningly as she glared down at the prone mech. Sam turned to his friends. “Who knew she could be just as deadly with a couch cushion?” he murmured.
“Judy!” Barricade cried out surprise. “I thought you would be a little more understanding!”
Judy huffed as she brushed a strand of her hair back behind her ear and dropped the couch cushion back to its proper place. “Oh I understand perfectly Barricade. A virus infected Megatron and destroyed his logic circuits,” she said evenly.
The ‘Con just stared down at her. “Then… why’d you hit him?”
Judy turned back and glared down at the mech. “That was for nearly killing my little boy!” she snarled.
Megatron stared up at the woman in complete surprise. “Er… I’m sorry?” he tried.
Judy huffed. “You better be,” she growled before she sat down on the couch. “So you can’t figure out a way to distract Ironhide?” she asked turning to her son.
Sam nodded miserably. “Well, we know that we want Soundwave by the runway doors and that will probably distract Prowl and Wheeljack, and then they’ll probably distract Optimus. Jazz will distract Ratchet and the others are all busy themselves so that just leaves Ironhide.”
“So you just need some way to keep Ironhide occupied and out of the main hanger?” Judy asked slowly as she thought over the situation.
Barricade nodded. “Got it in one.”
Judy thought about it for a long moment before a rather evil grin graced her features, surprising the Decepticons, save Barricade, with the darkness in that smile. “Oh… I think I have an idea.”
Ironhide looked up from polishing his cannon as a light knock sounded in his hanger. “What the slag?” he murmured as he set aside the weapon and stood. Stretching, Ironhide sighed as he made his way to his door and opened it. He just stared as he realized that there was no one there. “What the slag? Is this some sort of a joke?”
“Down here!”
Ironhide “blinked” as he looked down to find Judy standing next to the hanger door. “Judy? What are you doing here?”
Judy raised an eyebrow. “May I come in?”
“What? Oh! Of course.” Ironhide stepped aside and Judy smiled as she made her way into the sparse hanger as Ironhide closed the door. “Now, what can I do for you Judy?” he asked as he leaned down and allowed Judy to climb up so she could be settled on the lone boxcar.
“Well, I’m afraid I need to speak to you,” Judy said firmly.
Ironhide frowned as he looked down at the woman confused. “Um… about what?”
Judy just turned to him. “Why about your new romantic relationship with young Will Lennox of course,” she said with a wide smile.
Ironhide gaped. This was going to be a long, awkward conversation.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Well there you go! Hopefully I answered some questions here that people had. Please join us tomorrow for chapter Ninety-Overlooked
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