Author's Note: This story will probably be updated daily but if I get busy it will be moved to weekly instead of daily (just warning you now). Enjoy and I own nothing but my OCs

Lightning Strikes Twice-Something to Believe In

You say "keep my head from going down" just for a little, just for a little. Watch my feet float off the ground just for a little, just for a little. Love, if you can hear this sound, oh give me something to believe in.-Something To Believe In, Parachute

Ironhide was sitting alone in the dimly lit bar when Livewire slouched in across from him. Ironhide chuckled at the Seeker's disgruntled expression and then had to fight not to laugh louder when he saw the exact same look on Ramjet's faceplates. In the dim light of the bar with the same expressions on their faces the two trine mates looked exactly the same. "Having trouble with your sister?" Ironhide asked.

"You bet they are," a cheerful voice commented and Ironhide turned to glance at the femme. The final member of Livewire's trine was Breeze. The smaller femme Seeker had a sky blue and pitch black paint job with the Decepticon logo on her shoulder. She leaned easily against Ironhide who wrapped an arm around her small waist. Ironhide knew for a fact he was the only mech Breeze had taken a liking to and one of the few that was even allowed anywhere near her. The others belonged to Starscream's trine (Starscream, Thundercracker, and Skywarp). As if on cue Skywarp slipped by nudging Breeze's shoulder.

"Hey sis," he said lazily as he went by and Breeze laughed. Thundercracker, Skywarp, and Starscream were like a second set of brothers to Breeze and they treated each other as such. She turned to Ironhide and looked him over, fingers tracing the Decepticon crest on his shoulder, her fingers pausing when they found a crack in his armor.

"Hard patrol?" she asked and he nodded. "I'll fix you up when we get out of here," she told him. "And don't think you'll get out of it either."

"I won't," Ironhide said with a dry laugh. Livewire chuckled as well and Breeze's optics lit up.

"Done sulking," she razed her trine mate with her usual dry wit.

"Yeah," Jetfire said dryly. "Oh look, Autobots." Ironhide and Breeze glanced the direction he was looking to see two femmes and a few mechs bearing the Autobot logo on them entered the bar.

"Stupid glitches," Ironhide said coolly. "Marching into a bar full of Decepticons. Anyone know who they are?"

"The blue and silver one's Mirage," Livewire said. "He has some cloaking device that's been giving us fits."

"The red on and the gold ones are twins," Skywarp added, appearing from nowhere next to them. None of them jumped. They were used to Skywarp, TC, and Starscream warping suddenly into conversations. TC joined them a moment later but Starscream didn't. "He too high and mighty to join us?" Skywarp asked his trine mate.

"Nah," TC said. "He just has to not do anything that would make him seem afraid since he's SIC. The twins are Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. They were gladiators in Kaon."

"Nasty fighters that lot," Ramjet commented, joining them as well. Breeze snickered and Ramjet mock glared at his trine mate and sister.

"The femmes are Elita One and Chromia," Breeze said, easily ignoring her brother's glare. "Elita's the typical cute gun toting femme but Chromia's alright for an Autobot. She's a lot like you 'Hide."

"You mean the trigger happy personality," Livewire cut in and Breeze nodded with a giggle. "Look. 'Screamer has finally decided to join us."

"The great and mighty Starscream has decided to honor us with his presence," TC drawled. "To what do we owe this honor oh wonderful Second-In-Command?"

"Oh shut up," Starscream said, wacking his brother on the back of the head. The others fought to control their snickers and lost after a few moments at the brothers' antics.

"So who're they?" Chromia asked, as they settled at one side of the dark bar. She was motioning to a group of Decepticons, mostly Seekers clustered around an area near the door laughing quietly and shooting the newly arrived Autobots dark smirks.

"The nonSeeker's Ironhide, one of Megatron's lieutenants," Mirage said. "I think just about everyone's heard about his skills on the battlefield. The Seeker that just joined the group is Starscream, Megatron's SIC."

"The purple Seeker and the dark blue one on the edge of the group as his trine mates, Thundercracker and Skywarp," Sideswipe added. "We fought them before haven't we Sunny?"

"Glitch heads all of them," Sideswipe's golden twin sneered. "Joining Megatron for power and death."

"Still we can't do anything here," Elita said calmly, defusing the situation. "This is neutral territory even if it is infested with Decepticons." The others reluctantly nodded and moved on to other more safe topics. All in all just a typical night in Axia.

So this will eventually be an Ironhide&Chromia fic. *Hides behind a rock wall and peeks out* Ironhide&Chromia fans don't shot me yet!