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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: Happy Friday! An early post here today! I hope you enjoy!
Chapter Ninety-Nine: Back In Action
It got rather hectic, rather fast, around the base when they were finally able to leave. Everyone was scrambling to finish with their packing and those not going were scrambling to help them; with the exception of Simmons, but then no one really expected him to help anyway. Prowl was overseeing the loading of the trailer more because Optimus would rather have nothing to do with it than anything else, and Perceptor and Wheeljack were going over what equipment they would need for the Energon.
Optimus frowned as he took in the assorted items that had been shoved into the back of the trailer and gave Ratchet a quick glare. He was so not going to enjoy this one. “Why do I have to haul that around again?” he frowned at the medic. “If we get in trouble, I’ll have to take time to unhooked that thing before I can transform you know.”
“Not anymore,” Wheeljack announced as he finished with Perceptor and wandered over. “We modified it to have a quick release. It should all be rather straight forward.”
“Wonderful,” Optimus grumbled. “That thing is going to pull me off a cliff or something, I know it.”
“As for me, I think I’m all packed,” Wheeljack continued, ignoring his commander’s mutterings. “There are just a few more items that need to be secured.”
“That’s good,” Optimus muttered absntly as he turned to face the humans who were dragging their own suitcases over.
“Now do you think we forgot anything?” Judy asked worriedly. “I would hate for you to need something and not have it.”
“Doubtful Mom since you practically bought out the whole store,” Sam sighed.
“Judy, it’s only a short trip. A week, maybe two tops. Sam and I have been gone camping longer than that,” Ron told his wife soothingly.
Bumblebee looked down at Sam amused. “You’ve been camping with your dad?” he asked.
Sam just groaned. “Please don’t remind me. It was more like a week long lecture about plants.” Bumblebee just chuckled.
“So what’s left?” Ironhide inquired curiously, as he looked over the items in the trailer. “Do we have everything?”
“We’re still waiting for our own supplies Keller sent for and such,” Will announced as he wandered over with his own duffle. “But the great thing about that is all we have to do is take it off the truck and load it right up into the trailer since it’s already secured for transport.”
“Man,” Epps drawled. “We’re taking a lot of stuff aren’t we?”
“And it still doesn’t take up half the trailer,” Optimus muttered. “It better be secured tightly in there. I don’t want anything sliding around.”
“Its all secured Optimus, don’t worry so much,” Will chuckled as he set his own bag down.
“Hey guys! Incoming!”
Everyone turned surprised as Red Alert jogged over before they looked out over the desert. “Friend or foe?” Optimus called out.
“I don’t see anyone on the roads,” Ironhide muttered, his cannon’s already primed as he looked for any possible enemy.
“Not on the roads! In the air!” Red called out as he pointed to a small dark spot that was steadily getting closer.
“Slag! Everyone take-”
“WAIT! WAIT!” Keller darted out of the galley building and ran towards them as fast as he could. “It’s the supply plane!”
“The what?” Jazz called back surprised as Keller joined the group, panting for air.
“You had to send for a plane?” Will gaped at him. “Why couldn’t you just have it delivered by truck?”
“Special circumstances, it’s coming with high security,” Keller then surprised everyone when he looked up and grinned. “That and you have a runway so I figured why not.”
“Well… I suppose that makes sense,” Ratchet nodded as he went back to filling the trailer.
“Do we have to hide again or do they know about us?” Bluestreak asked from where he was helping Perceptor move some rather large boxes.
“Oh no, don’t worry. They know about you so we’re good,” Keller grinned.
“Um… is the runway actually closed?”
Everyone turned to stare at Bumblebee in puzzlement before comprehension suddenly dawned on their faces. “Damn, CAROL! Hit the garbage disposal!” Judy called out as she darted towards the kitchen door.
“What?” Carol’s voice floated out of the partially open doorway.
There was a moment of quiet before the familiar rumble shook the ground and the hidden doors slid closed effortlessly. “Just remember to let Maggie-girl and the boys back out before dark,” Epps chuckled as Judy returned to the group along with Carol carrying a bunch of paper sacks and coolers of all sizes.
“Now you two are to eat healthy while you’re gone. No eating at fast food joints for every meal. I want you to look out for one another and Miles for the love of God, listen to your father,” Carol rambled as she shoved all the bags into his arms.
“Erp. I got it Mom,” Miles replied as he struggled a bit under the weight before setting everything down by the trailer. “By the way,” he turned to Sam, “who’s going with whom?”
Sam glanced at where he could see ‘Bee conversing with Blaster and Bluestreak while Barricade was talking with Soundwave. “I actually don’t know…”
Miles blinked at him. “But you’re going with ‘Bee right? So should the two of us go with him or should one of us go with ‘Cade?”
Sam glanced at Miles surprised at the seriousness in his tone. “You really don’t think they’ll do anything to him without us, do you?”
Miles shook his head. “No, but ‘Cade seemed rather adamant about it.”
Sam raised an eyebrow. “Do you really think ‘Cade would get along with your father?”
Miles thought a moment. “Who knows? My dad’s crazy,” he said and Sam had to agree with him.
“Well, I know Will’s going with Ironhide,” Sam said firmly. “Though amazingly I don’t think that Epps is going to tag along.”
“Really?” Mikaela asked as she came over with a stack of boxes. “Wonder why that is…”
“I’m not sure but he’s over there talking to Barricade and Soundwave,” Sam said as he pointed at where the man was standing by the Decepticons.
“Do you think he’ll go with Soundwave?” Miles asked curiously. “As precaution?”
“Could be what Barricade’s asking him,” Sam nodded.
“Are you all set here?” Ratchet asked behind them and the three turned with a smile.
“I think so. Save for the stuff coming in on the plane,” Sam nodded.
“Speaking of which, here it comes,” Red Alert chuckled as he watched the plane inbound.
“Do you think they need help landing that thing?” Ironhide asked with a frown as they watched the wobbling aircraft.
“It’s not like any of us could fit in the tower,” Ratchet answered him before he was called away by Wheeljack. “Yeah?” he asked as he made his way to the other mech.
“Could you go get my spare welding kit? I think I left it in the left corner by the extra screen modules.”
Ratchet nodded, giving his mate a small smile. “Sure. Be right back,” he nodded as he quickly ran to their hanger.
“This is a lot of stuff we’re taking,” Jazz muttered as he wandered by with another box of micro-pulsers.
“But necessary,” Prowl frowned at him. “This is a serious mission we’re going on and it can be dangerous.”
Jazz chuckled as he stepped up closer to the commander and got almost right in his face. “I am danger,” he said in a low, sultry voice.
“And you’ll both be in danger if you don’t get away from me,” Wheeljack shot them an amused look. “Honestly you two- get a room.”
“Hmmm, not a bad idea,” Jazz smiled.
“Jazz!” Prowl yelped aghast.
“Oh why not? We’re going to be with half our team for nearly two weeks with little to no privacy,” Jazz contended.
Prowl lost his stern look and actually seemed to be contemplating it when Ironhide walked by. “The plane is almost here,” he announced with a smirk.
“Yes, we can see that,” Prowl growled at him. Ironhide just laughed as he walked away and Jazz placed a hand on his husband’s arm.
“Later before we go?” he asked. Prowl shifted nervously but a small nod of his head had Jazz squealing in happiness. “Love ya babe!” Jazz chirped and quickly darted away.
Wheeljack just laughed at the stunned yet happy look on Prowl’s face before he turned away and headed into his own hanger to check on his own husband. “Hey Ratchet? Were you able to find the thing?” he asked as he entered the building.
“Huh? Oh yeah!” Ratchet said as he quickly shoved a bunch of tools in a box and turned around, “Just going over everything one last time.”
Wheeljack nodded as he stepped forward. “You want some help with that?”
“What? Oh no. No, I think I’ve got it,” Ratchet smiled widely before he stepped around Wheeljack and headed for the door. “We’d best get back before they decide to leave without us.” Wheeljack frowned at Ratchet’s abruptness but quickly followed him out and they returned to the main group who were all watching the approaching plane.
“Is it me or is he weaving?” Perceptor asked as he stared at the incoming plane.
Optimus cringed as the plane tilted dangerously. “I think he’s weaving.”
“Who in the world do you have flying that thing?” Ironhide asked Keller as they watched the plane try and right itself.
“One of our best pilots,” Keller sighed. “But I think the sight of twenty or so giant robots just standing around might be putting him a bit out of sorts.”
“I thought they’d been debriefed?” Barricade said incredulously.
“They were,” Keller groaned.
Ratchet glanced around at everyone staring at the plane and took the opportunity to reach into his box and switch off one of the data pads. The small picture quickly disappeared from the screen and he sighed in relief and set the box down to be loaded with the others. He moved back to the others and reached out to snag Wheeljack’s hand. The engineer looked down at him surprised but squeezed back nonetheless.
The plane finally managed to touch ground and they all watched it taxi towards the base. Keller grinned as he started walking towards the plane’s position. “Captain Lennox, Sergeant Epps, you may want to come greet them. Your temporary replacement is on the plane along with the supplies.”
Will and Epps stopped fiddling with their equipment and turned around flabbergasted. “Our what?” Epps shouted as they quickly ran after the man, Ironhide and Optimus behind them confused and a worried look passed between the two mechs.
“I don’t understand John. Why would you be replacing them? They’re just coming with us on a retrieval mission,” Optimus said with a troubled frown.
“And I said ‘temporary’,” John chuckled as they watched the plane doors open and the ramp come down. “This is still, for all intended purposes, a military base and it would look rather odd if we didn’t have at least one military personal here.”
“What?” Will stared at the man. “What are you talking about?
Epps suddenly gasped and grabbed Wills arm, shaking it excitedly before he let go and began running towards the plane. Will looked after him confused until he saw that a figure had emerged from the plane and was waving madly. He gasped as he instantly recognized the person and he quickly took off after Epps to greet the man.
“SIX MONTHS AND I’M BACK IN ACTION BABY!” Chief Warrant Officer Jorge “Fig” Figueroa announced as he bounded off the plane or rather tried too. His left leg was still in a cast but he looked a hell of a lot better than the last time Will and Epps had seen him in the fight against Scorponok in Qatar.
The three men laughed as there was suddenly a flurry of high fives and shoulder punches. Will even got the other two into a rather eccentric hug. Epps went the more subtle rout and yanked off the other man’s bandanna and whapped him with it. “Damn it Figs! You couldn’t have called or something?”
Fig just laughed as both men hugged him again. “I would have man, but the brass said this was a top secret mission! I didn’t even know I was coming to see you guys until I got on the plane!”
Keller and the two Autobots were watching this all rather amused as the men instantly fell into chatter about past fights and battles. “I take it you’re pleased with my choice of replacement?” Keller smiled, interrupting the loud conversations.
“Oh yeah!” Will smiled as he turned back to the other man with a large smile. “But why is he here?”
“Apparently I’m here to deal with the ‘delivery men’,” Fig announced as he looked at the crinkled sheet of paper he’d pulled from his rear pocket. “What is that? Some sort of code or something?” Will and Epps just burst into laughter and Fig looked at them puzzled. “Hey man, let me in on the joke here. What’s so funny?”
“Oh long story,” Will laughed as the other humans wandered over. “Fig, I want you to meet the group. This is Sam Witwicky, the Autobots human liaison-”
Fig raised an eyebrow in surprise as he shook Sam’s hand. “Kind of young, ain’t he?”
“Crazy circumstances,” Epps laughed again and Fig glanced at him in half amusement, half curiosity.
“And these are his parents, Ron and Judy Witwicky,” Will continued and Fig shook their hands as well. “And Ms. Mikaela Banes who was with us in Mission City.”
“Oh… the chick with the tow truck! I heard about you,” Fig said as he shook her hand as well.
“Hi,” was all Mikaela said tightly as the ranger pumped her hand rather vigorously.
“And this is Sam’s friend Miles Lancaster and his parents Carol and Steve,” Will finished the human introductions and Fig greeted them as well. “There are a few more running around but you’ll probably meet them later. And then there are the Autobots,” Will grinned as he turned Fig around.
Fig turned to greet the robots he had heard so much about from his teammates while he was in the hospital and just gawked as he had to crane his neck back. “Whoa mama! They’re huge! A heck of a lot bigger than the one we fought in Qatar.”
“Indeed,” Optimus chuckled. “I am-”
“-Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots,” Jazz, ‘Bee and Ratchet all chuckled in unison.
Optimus just frowned as Ironhide laughed at his leader actually pouted as the others took away his moment to make a powerful introduction. “Face it Prime, you need newer material,” the gunner laughed as he made his way over to the plane where a team of rather nervous young men were unloading the cargo.
Fig laughed as he watched the Top Kick walk away. “I like him,” he chuckled.
Will instantly frowned and Epps clamped a hand on Fig’s shoulder. “Let it go man, he’s spoken for.” Fig looked at Epps bewildered but the man had already turned him to meet the others. “Fig, this is the Autobot First team, the ones who were with us in Mission City. This is the medical officer Ratchet, he scares even me, this is Optimus’ second lieutenant Jazz, has the greatest music list ever and this is Sam’s personal guard Bumblebee who’s a hell of a lot tougher than you would think, trust me. The one by the plane is Ironhide their weapons specialist who has a faster trigger finger than even I do.”
Fig just nodded as he looked around the base. “Nice place you guys got here,” he smiled up at the Autobots. “Roomy.”
Ratchet chuckled as he gave a quick nod in greeting. “That’s some introduction there Epps.”
“Better than yours from what I heard…”
Ratchet quickly turned around a bit embarrass at the reminder of his faux pas when he had first met Sam and Mikaela. “I think I’ll go help Ironhide with those cases.”
Fig glanced at Epps curiously as the medic hurried away. “Do I want to know?”
“No, not really,” Will shook his head while Sam and Mikaela blushed slightly at the reminder.
“So how’s life around here?” Fig asked loudly as the two other rangers escorted him further into the base.
“Not boring that’s for sure,” Will laughed.
“I thought so. Was that a moat I saw encircling your camp from the air?” Fig asked amazed as he looked out at the subject in question.
Both of the other men groaned. “That would be a moat,” Will confirmed sourly.
“Though you’ll love this,” Epps chuckled as he turned back to face the other man head on. “It’s got a live crocodile in it.”
Fig froze in his tracks and just stared at Epps. “You kidding me man?”
“No, he isn’t,” Ironhide growled as he walked past with a large stack of boxes in his hands.
“Put them near the back! The back!” Ratchet called out as he hurried after him, his own stack of boxes tilting dangerously.
Fig glanced back at Will and Epps who both shrugged. “Ironhide has been trying to catch the thing for weeks,” Will explained as they continued on. “There were two but he managed to shoot the first one. The second one seems to be a bit smarter than he would like though.”
Fig let out a wide smile. “He ain’t using the right bait is he?”
“He ain’t using any bait,” Epps burst out laughing. “He just tries to shoot the thing whenever it comes up for air.”
“You want me to take care of it while you’re gone?” Fig asked them with a wide grin. “It’ll be like I never left Louisiana.”
“Nah,” Will shook his head as he glanced at the mech in question who was now arguing with Perceptor over something. “He kind of wants to get him himself.”
“That and Steve over there has actually adopted the thing,” Epps grinned. “By the way, I’m still never going to your mamma’s house for dinner.”
Fig just laughed at the reminder of the conversation they had on the plane after their last mission. “Okay, if you say so,” he snickered.
“Come on and we’ll introduce you to some of the others,” Will said as he brought Fig back over towards the main group of Autobots where Ironhide was still arguing with Perceptor.
“I am not going to carry you the entire slagging way! Get a different alt mode!” Ironhide was yelling at the smaller red mech.
“And I told you that I like my alt mode!” Perceptor yelled back. “It’s very useful in my research!”
“Well then you better get used to walking!”
“What’s going on over here?” Optimus asked as he wandered over with Prowl and Hound behind him.
“He won’t change his alt form!” Ironhide declared loudly, pointing at Perceptor to illustrate whom it was he was speaking about.
“Because it’s unnecessary!” Perceptor shouted at the gunner.
“And I told you I ain’t going to be carrying your slagging aft all over Canada!” Ironhide shouted back.
There was a groan from the Autobot leader as Hound chuckled. Prowl himself had settled on glaring at the two as they snarled at one another. “Can’t we compromise on this?” Optimus tired to wheedle.
“NO!” both mech shouted at once.
“Ironhide does have a point,” Prowl said with a frown as he turned to the scientist. “If you’re not mobile now, you should find another alt mode that is.”
“I refuse!” Perceptor declared heatedly. “Why should I be the one who has to change?”
“Because you’re the one causing a problem!” Ironhide yelled back.
“What?” Perceptor gasped. “I’m doing no such thing!”
“All right you two, cool it!” Ratchet snapped as he suddenly stepped in between the two mechs. “There’s room in the trailer. If Perceptor doesn’t feel comfortable changing his alt mode, then he could probably fit in there and not be seen. You wouldn’t mind, would you Optimus?”
“Um-”
“Good!” Ratchet gave a sharp nod and shoved one of the boxes he was carrying into Ironhide’s hands. “Help me secure these.”
Optimus glanced over at Prowl. “Who is it that’s supposed to be in charge around here?” he asked dazedly.
“Supposedly us,” Prowl answered with a sigh.
Optimus nodded, ignoring the roars laughter from the now three army rangers. “That’s what I thought too.”
“Are we all set?” Sam called out as he made his way over to ‘Bee and the ‘Cons an hour later.
“I think so,” Bumblebee told him with a small frown. “Both Wheeljack and Perceptor have their gear on board and I think Optimus wants out of here before anything more happens.”
“Understandable,” Barricade laughed as he secured his data pad turned game player.
“You’re sure to have an interesting trip,” Keller chuckled as he wandered over. “By the way, I managed to get all of the items on your list,” he said as he looked up at Barricade and Bumblebee.
“Indeed. I’ve got it with my supplies,” Soundwave nodded in confirmation.
Barricade’s grin got larger. “Perfect. That way we don’t have to stop Optimus to get our own gear.”
“What list?” Sam asked as he glanced up at the two, curiously. “What gear?”
“Just some basic needs,” Barricade said with a sly grin.
Bumblebee just chuckled. “They so don’t know what they’re getting into,” he snickered as he looked over at where his fellow Autobots who were finishing up the last of the packing.
Sam just frowned as Miles and their dads approached. “So we’re ready to go?” Steve asked cheerfully.
“I think we are,” Sam slowly as he glanced over at Keller who was nodding.
“This is going to be quite an adventure!” Ron said with a grin.
“As long as it doesn’t end up like our adventure to Mission City or even Utah,” Sam sighed, throwing up his hands.
“But I wasn’t at either of those places,” Miles frowned at his friend.
“I’m sure there’ll be plenty going on during this trip as well,” Barricade said with a shake of the head. “That seems to be all that happens around here.”
The humans just nodded before Steve looked up at Barricade. “So, Barricade. If I remember right, I once asked Sam if I could drive that new Mustang he bought when it was up to snuff,” he chuckled. “You mind?”
Barricade glanced over at Sam momentarily but nodded all the same. “Of course not.”
“We’re leaving in ten minutes everyone! Ten!” Prowl called out from the other side of the moat.
Judy and Carol quickly came over and enveloped their boy’s in a hug. “You be good now!” Judy said sternly.
“I will Mom,” Sam told her as he threw his arms around her.
Judy chuckled. “That’s nice dear, but I was talking to your father.”
“Hey!” Everyone just snickered.
“See ya when you get back,” Mikaela stated as she too gave both boys a hug.
“We’ll bring you back some ice,” Sam smiled. Mikaela nodded and soon everyone was getting situated and ready to go.
“Um…” Soundwave was surprised when he felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to find the Autobot’s communications officer shifting nervously behind him. “I went over it again and made a few improvements,” Blaster stated as he held out the radio to the other mech.
Soundwave nodded as he reached out and took the offered item. He tugged it and was surprised when the other mech didn’t let go at first before he noticed Soundwave looking at him and then he practically leaping away from the machine. Soundwave gave the smaller mech a puzzled frown before he stared going over the small handheld device while Barricade groaned behind them. Soundwave shot the other ‘Con a puzzled look but Barricade waved him off. “Thank you,” Soundwave said to the other mech and Blaster nodded.
“I’ll be monitoring the radio room in case of emergency, but here are all the planed check points,” he said as he handed the other mech a data pad this time.
“We will try to keep on schedule,” Soundwave told him as they went though the same small tug-of-war with the pad before Blaster finally took a large step back.
“Prowl is on the team. If anything, we’ll be ahead of schedule,” Jazz muttered as he wandered by them, looking between the two
Soundwave watched the lieutenant walk past and Barricade noticed the rather hurtful look on Blaster’s face. “Oh for the love of Primus, can we go?” the mustang called out to Optimus.
“Indeed. Everyone! Let’s roll out!” Optimus called out firmly.
“I’m not rolling anywhere without my shoulder cannon!” Ironhide immediately shouted from the back of the group.
Optimus instantly frowned, dismayed. “Well hurry up!”
“This isn’t going to go so well, is it?” Bumblebee asked as he stepped next to Barricade.
“Let’s see… a trip up the coast to Alaska and then a boat ride to the Arctic Circle where if we fall in the freezing water our circuits will instantly overload and we’ll be thrown into immediate stasis?” Barricade returned. He groaned. “It’s going to be a absolute disaster!”
“And Red! You’re in charge!” Optimus added almost as an afterthought as they crossed the moat.
“YES!” Red grinned madly while he ignored the groans around him.
-To be Continued
Author's Note: -Large toothy grin- Yup, I brought back Fig! Remember from the plane scene in the very beginning? Yeah, him. ^_^ Well please join us tomorrow for chapter ONE HUNDRED! On the Road Again (That's going to be a complete fluff chapter btw beccuase for my one hundreth chapter I just want something fun.)
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