Title: Barricade's Community's Service-Requiem for Barricade

Genre: family, friendship

Rating: T for language, some violence, drug use, and some sexual content

Summary: Barricade's community service deals with being involved with not only police work but with the Hepherr family. What can a Con do?

~Chapter One~

Starter

Before coming to this place, if someone would have told him that he would be parked outside of a small house in a somewhat nice neighborhood, waiting for a ridiculous organic he was forced to call a partner, he would have shot them in the face and laugh it off.

But here he was, doing all of that.

Never in his life, all two million, two hundred and twelve years of it, one of the roughest warriors, not to mention one of the fastest beings on wheels, would have never guessed he would be in this mess.

Forced to be partnered with a squishy organic no bigger than his servo.

Barricade, Commander of the Race Track Patrol, a front line officer, was stuck in a drive way, grumbling as he listened to the racket inside the organic made building. Okay, so it wasn't exactly an organic building. It was made out of wood, metal and something he was still trying to figure out the skematics to, plaster.

As of now, he was listening to the bickering and arguing of the two femmes, Kris and her teenage daughter, Kylee.

"I don't see why I am being punished! I didn't have anything to do with those drugs, mom!" Kylee yelled as she followed her mother outside with the youngest Hepherr, Jake in toll.

Kris sighed as she adjusted her gun belt around her waist, leading her kids to the awaiting patrol car in the drive way. She did not want to argue with her teenage daughter right now. "Kylee, we have gone over this five times now! You have been suspended from school for drug possession and I am not letting you stay home by yourself so you can do god knows what! You are coming to the department so you can be watched!" She said loudly as she walked right up to the car, which the back door opened on its own. She jumped for a second before heaving a sigh and shaking her head as she motioned to Jake to get in. "Morning, Barricade. I keep forgetting you are my car."

"Hmph. I am not a car, fleshy. I am a Decepticon warrior who is forced to serve as your partner in this pitforsaken community service slag." Barricade rumbled. "And if we don't hurry it up, I am going to get another two hour long lecture by that stick in the aftpipe Autobot, Prowl about the subtle subject of time management. Again!"

Kris lightly slapped his roof as she closed the door behind Jake. "Behave, you. It is only the second day." She warned before looking at Kylee, who refused to move any closer to the Decepticon. "Kylee, get in." She said in an even dangerous tone.

Kylee groaned, stomped a foot before moving to do what she ws told. "I still don't see why I have to go to jail!" She groaned.

From behind, Jake leaned forward to the cage. "Hey, at least you're riding up front. Every time I go to school, the kids always what did I do now to be in the back of a cop car." He sad dryly.

Kylee turned around and slapped the cage hard to make Jake flinch back in his seat. "Shut up, cretin! This is all your fault! I took the drugs from you!" She snapped.

"Did not." Jake mumbled miserably.

"Hey! Knock it off!" Kris said as she climbed into the driver seat. She gave both kids a warning look when they started protesting. She kept it up until they stayed silent before looking at the dash board. "Barricade, we need to drop Jake..." she was saying.

"Yeah, yeah. Drop the kid off at go get lectured by the Autobot and that pain in the aft, Soyndwave." Barrcade grumbled before he reversed fast and then ptiched forward while Kris was yelling at him to slow down.

It was not long at all when Barricade pulled up to the school for Jake. He had been listening to the bantering of the family he was forced to look after, choosing not to get into it. He didn't mind Jake so much. The kid was mostly quiet when he wasn't asking a million questions about the Decepticon, which Barricade wouldn't answer.

Jake started getting out but paused when his mother tirned to him. "Jake, if any one gives you any trouble today..." Kris was saying.

Rolling his eyes, Jake nodded. "I know, mom. Call you and you will come take care of it." He said wearily.

Kris nodded before smiling at him. "Have a good day at school, okay, baby?" She told him.

Jake smiled back and nodded. "Okay. Love you, mom. Be safe." He looked at the dash board. "Bye, Barricade. Keep mom safe, okay?" He said.

"No promises if she keeps jumping out whenever we chase fleshies around." Barricade grumbled.

Jake laughed before patting the Saleen's side. "You can do it. I have faith in you. You're a good boy." He said before closing the door and starting to jog away.

"What am I, a dog?!" Barricade growled after him.

Jake laughed shaking his head as he turned around, still jogging backwards. "No! You are my friend!" He called back.

Barricade nearly stalled himself from being surprised like that. He hadn't been expecting those words coming out of the boy's mouth. He watched the kid as he rushed to the doors of the school, only to pause when a few older boys blocked hos way. The Decepticon narrowed his hidden optics ashe watched Jake faulter and cringe back. The boys had surrounded him and seemed to be picking on him until an adult showed up.

But it was enough for Barricade to figure out that Jake was being bullied at school.

Frowning deeply to himself, Barricade glanced into his cab to see if Kris had seen, but she was busy arguing with Kylee. So she hadn't figured it out.

'Ah, it isn't my problem to deal with. Kid needs to stand up on himself.' Barricade thought, though, he still didn't like it that the kid was getting bullied. He didn't think any more on it as he began driving on.

"Therefore, the stability of time management is very important to address because it is unprofessional that you were..." Prowl was lecturing.

"Oh, shut up, you dumbaft! It wasn't me who was taking too damn long on getting out of the damn house!" Barricade growled loudly.

He had been right. As soon as he brought Kris and Kylee to the police station, Barricade had found himself being lectured by Prowl by the subtle subject of time management and not arriving on time for work to start. He endured only forty minutes of it before flipping out.

"Barricade, I am only..." Prowl was saying in irritation.

"I know how to be a fragging cop, Autostick! I am just as efficient as you! Just because I don't act like I have a pole stuck up my aft doesn't mean I can't do the job! It was not my fault that I am late, got that?!" Barricade growled.

"Barricade..." Soundwave spoke up warningly.

"No, he's right." Kris suddenly spoke up in Barricade's defense making all look at her in question. She had been arguing with the chief, herself, about her lateness but hearing Barricade getting lectured and trying to defend himself, she had to say something. "Barry's late because of me. I was arguing with Kylee this morning and lost track of time. He was up and ready to go but couldn't because he was waiting for us. So it is my fault."

For a moment, there was only a surprised silence before Prowl nodded. "All right. Then we will drop it at that." He said firmly.

Barricade stared at Kris for a moment, startled that she actually stood him. He had nver had anyone do that for him before.

"All right, Kris. This is what we have for you today. We have..." The chief started to saying.

Kris turned to him, frowning. "If it is watching the Strip for speeders again, I will start screaming. Give me something else, Birns." She said in a pushy tone.

Chief Birnbraum gave her a rather dry look for her nickname of him. "Don't call me Birns, Kris. And no, you can't have a case. The last time you had one, things got messy. You and your partner..." he was saying.

"Jim Longworth, Birns. Just say his damn name. Just because he did something stupid doesn't mean you can't say his name." Kris said irritably.

Chief Birnbraum gave her another dry look. He was not amused by that statement whatsoever. "He is not the only one who has done something stupid, Kris." He said dryly before pointing at her when she glared at him. "West Strip, Kris. You and Barricade will take the West Strip. And I don't want to hear any more on it. If I do, you will be doing desk work for the rest of the week."

Kris glared hard at him before she made an aggravated sound and stomped away from him, towards Barricade, muttering angrily about Birnbraum.

"Mom! What about me? You are not going to leave me here, are you?" Kylee called over to where she was sitting on the stairs.

Glancing over at her daughter, Kris frowned but nodded as she looked at the chief. "Give Kylee something to do, will you? Make sure she doesn't leave. At all." She said firmly.

"Mom! Are you serious?!" Kylee screeched.

Chief Birnbraum just nodded as he ignored Kylee just as Kris was. "She can hang out with Greg and his crew. Just as long as she doesn't get in the way of their jobs. Or annoy Soundwave." He remarked.

Barricade snorted as he rolled his hidden optics. "Trust me. It takes a lot to annoy him. He is the most patient mech I know. Just not with me." He sneered in the huge Decepticon's direction, who merely ignored him.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

Again, everyone ignored Kylee.

Kris made her way towards Barricade, still grumbling about their job assignment. She didn't have to be told that her 'partner' was doing the same. She knew that neither one of them were looking forward to another extremely boring day of doing the same thing over and over again.