Alright everyone settle down, a lot of you have probably been wondering where the new chapter for Three Way Split is. Don't worry I haven't given up on it not by a long shot. In fact I have already figured out how I am going to end it... its just getting from where we are now to that point.

But anyway to answer your unspoken question, I have the next chapter all written up I just need to send it to AngelicCrossplay so she can do her thing to it. But at the moment she is working on the first chapter of a new story of mine so I am not going to send it to her until she gives the other one back. She is already doing so much for me and I don't want to over use her, and speaking of which just so you all know this fic will not be getting the spacial beta treatment. It is just something to hold you all over for now.

Whats that? Of course I own Transformers... See look I have Megatron, Bumblebee, Barricade... what? What are you talking about? But I do own them... Oh.... You mean the whole franchise thing. Sadly no that is not mine, although I wish it was.

Lets move on to the fic before I make a bigger fool of myself.


Late at night in the new underground base of the Autobots a small group was gathered in the office of the bots leader. The large room was currently occupied by; Optimus Prime (who sat behind his very large desk), Ironhide (who was leaning on the far wall), Bumblebee (who was sitting in the large chair on the other side of the desk) and finally the human Mikaela (who had taken a seat on the small couch that Optimus kept there for his human guests.) They where all gathered there for one reason.

"Are you sure about this?" Optimus asked, his deep voice rumbling through the room.

Mikaela and Bumblebee nodded there heads.

"And you Ironhide?" He asked the black bot.

"Absolutely Prime." He responded.

Optimus let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose, he had never expected something like this to happen.

"What are we going to do about it sir?" Bumblebee asked his voice still a little scratchy.

"I am not sure if us getting involved is the best course of action." Optimus said bringing his hands together in front of his face.

"We all know how they can be Optimus. Both of them are too stubborn for there own good." Ironhide said standing up straight.

"He's right, they'll just keep dancing around it. Sooner or later things will starts to get complicated and no one will be able to get anything done." Bumblebee added.

"Perhaps you are right." Optimus admitted rubbing his chin.

"So how are we going to get Ratchet and Sam to admit it to each other?" Mikaela asked.

She looked around the room at the three bots and for a while no one said anything.

"We could always just lock them in a room together." She said in a joking manner.

However the comment didn't get the reaction that she had expected. Instead of a few laughs or even a chuckle, she was met by the wide eyed slack jawed look of all three of the Autobots.

"Mikaela you are a genius!" Ironhide said suddenly.

"Indeed... I can't believe that I didn't think of it from the start." Optimus said.

"Not that I am complaining but why am I a genius?" Mikaela asked confused. "You can't really be thinking about locking Sam and Ratchet in a room together and expect them to start sharing there personal secrets with each other."

"Well there will be more to it then that!" Bumblebee said. "We will need to set up a few things."

"You guys sound like this isn't the first time that you've done this." She said looking at Optimus.

She heard the sound of gears moving as Bumblebee and Ironhide made sure to not look at her, but her focus was on the Prime. She knew that he wouldn't lie, its not in him. Optimus rubbed the back of his head and made a sound like he was clearing his throat.

"Well you see Mikaela... back on Cybertron when two mechs would be... interested in each other but neither one would admit it to the other there closest friends would take it upon them selves to place the two into a situation where they would eventually admit there feelings for each other. This was done in many ways depending on the two mechs involved, but the common theme was that they where left alone cut off from anyone else until they bridged the gape between them and finally bonded."

"So... You think that this would work on Sam and Ratchet?" Mikaela asked.

"There is no reason why it shouldn't." Ironhide said.

"How are we going to get them alone in a place where they won't be able to talk to anyone else?" Mikaela asked.

"We can use the room next to this one." Optimus said. "Right now it is only used to file my data pads, but I think that it can be put to a different use for a little while."

"We will have to reinforce the walls and door so that Ratchet can't punch, blast or cut there way out." Ironhide pointed out.

"We will also need to move a birth in there so that they have something to lay on." Bumblebee added.

"And music!" Mikaela said.

Bumblebee nodded his head in agreement.

"Alright then Mikaela you will be in charge of finding appropriate music. Bumblebee I will help you move a large enough birth for Ratchet into the room, and Ironhide you start reinforcing the walls and door if you need help with it get either Sideswipe or Prowl to help you." Optimus ordered.

The three of them nodded there heads as they where told what to do.

"Lets try and keep this in a small circle. We don't want someone getting hold of this information and spreading it around the base before Sam and Ratchet are even bonded." Optimus added.

"So in other words don't talk about it to Sunstreaker or Wheeljack?" Mikaela guest.

Everyone knew that Sunstreaker couldn't keep a secret to save his spark and Wheeljack was almost as bad if you caught him at the right moment. The only difference was that with Wheeljack you had to wait until he was messing with one of his inventions before asking him about anything important. Once he was focused on one of his contraptions he would talk freely about any topic brought up in his presence. Of course one would have to be very desperate for information to risk being in the same room as Wheeljack during that time, less they risk the chances of being caught in one of his famous explosions.

"Right." Bumblebee told her with a laugh in his voice.

"When will we do this?" Mikaela asked.

"It will take about a week for me to get the room fixed properly." Ironhide told them.

"Very well next Saturday Operation Lock Down will begin." Optimus said.


(The following Saturday)

Sam let out a sigh as the elevator door quietly opened, the elevator he was in was a normal sized one meant for humans while a larger sized one was set right next to it for the Autobots use. At the thought of the Autobots Sam couldn't help the small growl of frustration that came to him. All this past week they had been avoiding and ignoring him, even Bumblebee wouldn't say much to him when they where together. And to make things worse Mikaela had taken to ignoring him too, he had tried to call her several times and each time it had gone straight to voice mail after the first two rings.

It had gotten to the point where he had stopped trying to talk to them completely, well that's not completely true. There was at least one Autobot that still seemed to care about what he was up to. The medic Ratchet was the only bot that he had been having regular conversations with, granted they where over the phone but they where better then nothing. The normally grumpy medic always seemed more then happy when Sam called him and they would both talk about things that ranged from slightly important to not important at all

It was no wounder why he would constantly have dreams about the large green rescue hummer, dreams that often left him panting and sweating in the middle of the night with a growing wet spot on the front of his pants. And it didn't stop there, Sam found that even when he was awake his mind would constantly stray back to the bot. With his piercing eyes that could be incredibly soft or harder then any Decepticons, his rich voice that would send shivers down his spine.

He had several pieces of paper spread all over his room with drawings of the medic from every angle that he could think of. Of course he was not very good at drawing so they hardly looked like the real thing but they made seance to him and that's what was important.

Finally after what felt like the longest week of his life, Sam had finally been able to come out to the Autobot base that laid on the outskirts of Tranquility. Bumblebee had driven him there but he still wouldn't talk about why he hadn't been allowed near the base. Putting the thought out of his mind he tried to focus on the fact that he was here now and that's really all that mattered. The elevator next to him dinged and the doors slid open letting Bumblebee walk out. He looked down at Sam and let out a happy sounding chirp.

"Oh no, don't try and act cute with me Bee. I am still upset with you." he said to the yellow scout.

Bumblebee dipped his head low and a long moaning sound came from him, he soon dropped to his knees and began to let out a soft wail from his speakers. Sam folded his arms in front of his chest and tried to keep his face straight but as Bee's moaning continued it became harder and harder for him to not give in. Bumblebee knew just which of his buttons to push to get him to forgive him for whatever he might have done.

"No that's not going to work Bee. I know your tricks and you can forget it." Sam said biting his bottom lip to keep his face straight.

He wasn't expecting what came next. A few parts moved on Bee's face and the next thing that Sam knew there was water shooting from ports under Bee's optics. The action gave the effect that the large yellow bot was actually crying, this was a move that Sam had never seen him use before and it broke his resolve in record time.

"Aww... Hey Bee. Come on don't be like that. Alright look I am sorry ok? I forgive you, just please stop crying." Sam said putting his hand on the warm metal plate that served as his friends cheek.

Bumblebee gave a warbling sound and ran the back of his hand across his face, a sniffling noise came from his speakers and he slowly stood back up. Leting out another sigh, he knew that Bee had just played him again but he just couldn't take the sight of the bot crying. Even if it was all just an act.

The sudden sound of large footsteps caught his attention and Sam looked down the long hallway to see Ironhide walking towards them.

"Hey Ironhide." Sam said with a smile.

He figured that if he had already forgiven Bee then there really was no point in holding it against the other bots either.

"Sam." Ironhide replied in his ruff voice. "Its about time you got here, Optimus wants to see you in his office right away."

Sam's eyes went wide with shock.

"He wants to see me? What for?" He asked.

Ironhide shrugged his shoulders. "How should I know? Come on Bumblebee I need you to help me with something."

Bumblebee nodded his head and started off with Ironhide. Soon both of them where out of view leaving Sam alone in the large empty hallway.

'Well that was just great.' Sam thought to himself as he started to make his way towards the Prime's office.

He wondered why Optimus was so eager to talk with him. About 20 minutes latter he was standing out side the Prime's office only slightly out of breath. He was surprised that he hadn't run into any of the other Autobots but then again they probably had more important things to do then to hang around in the hallways all day long.

Once his breath was back he looked on the side of the large door and found the small button that was set there that would let Optimus know that he was there. Pushing the button he only needed to wait a few seconds before a deep booming voice told him to come in. The door opened silently and Sam walked in, he wiped his hands on his jeans to clear the sweat that had built up there.

Optimus was sitting behind his desk and he had a data pad in on hand, his optics looked up at him when he came in.

"Aw Sam it is good to see you again." Optimus said setting the pad on the desk.

"Thanks, umm... Ironhide said that you wanted to see me?" Sam asked nervously.

Optimus laughed.

"Don't be so nervous Sam. I simply wanted to explain why no one has been in contact with you this past week. Bumblebee has told me that it has upset you and I simply want to put your mind at ease." He was told.

Sam relaxed and let his shoulders fall a little in his relief. Another laugh from the Prime.

"To put it simply we had some remolding going on and it wasn't safe for humans to be near the base." Optimus said.

"Oh I see. I am sorry that I was bugging you guys. You just sort of freaked me out, I thought something bad was happening and I hated not knowing." Sam said.

"I understand Sam, don't worry about it." Optimus said with a hint of something in his optics that Sam couldn't make out.

"Uhh... Alright then, well unless there is anything else I am going to see if I can find Bee." Sam said as he made to leave.

"Wait just a moment Sam." Optimus said.

"Yeah?" He asked turning around.

"Before you leave there is a data pad in the room next to this one that I need would you be kind enough to bring it to me. I have to try and get this report finished before the night is over." Optimus asked.

"Yeah Optimus no problem." Sam answered.

"Thank you. It should be near the back of the room on a small desk." He was told.

Sam nodded and headed out of the room, looking over to the right he saw the door that Optimus was talking about. He moved over and pushed on the button that would open the door. Walking in he could see the desk at the back of the room that Optimus had told him about, he moved to it and picked it up is wasn't very large about the size of a lap top but Sam knew that it could unfold into a bigger version of its self so that the Autobots could handle them.

He was about to leave when the floor began to vibrate and he could hear the loud banging of one of the bots running down the hallway. Not a moment latter he saw Ratchet slid to a halt in the door way, he quickly pushed through the door way and began looking wildly around the room.

"SAMUEL, SAM! WHERE ARE YOU!" He started yelling.

Sam put his hands over his ears and tried to get the medics attention.

"RATCHET! STOP SHOUTING. I am right here." Sam said.

The medic finally looked down at him and rushed over so that he was towering over the frightened human. He bent down onto one knee and began running countless scans over Sam who in turn began to twitch slightly at the irritation that came from the scans.

"Ratchet what are you doing?" Sam demanded.

Once his final scan was done did he decide to answer.

"I don't understand... I got an urgent call from Ironhide telling me that you where in here and badly hurt so that you couldn't be brought down to the med bay. But there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you." Ratchet answered not moving from his kneeling position.

"Well I don't know what Ironhide is talking about with that, but he told me that Optimus wanted to talk to me and when I got to his office he asked me to come over here and get this data pad for him." Sam said holding up the pad.

Ratchet took the data pad from Sam and sent a signal to it so that it would unfold. Once it was open fully he looked at the screen and found several Cybertronian letters displayed.

"Operation Lock Down." Ratchet read the words.

It took a moment for his CPU to process the meaning of the words but when he did his optics got wide and he quickly spun to face the still open door. Only instead of showing the empty hallway it now held the frame of both Optimus Prime and Ironhide both with grins on there faces that where normally only seen on Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. The door didn't stay open for long, Ratchet saw the signs of Optimus sending a data burst and a moment latter the door slid shut and and he could hear the sound of the lock clicking into place.

Ratchet ran over to the door and tried to send his own data burst to open the door but the lock stayed in place. He started banging on it as hard as he could but it barely moved in its frame. Sam walked up next to him and looked up at the medic confusion plane on his face.

"Ratchet... What's going on?"

"It appears that Optimus and Ironhide have locked us in here." Ratchet said. "Stand back please."

After Sam had taken a couple of steps away Ratchet brought out one of his saws and began to try and cut threw the metal door. The spinning blade sent sparks flying to the ground and made a high pitched whinnying sounds that had Sam covering his ears. When Ratchet finally stop the saw he was dismayed to find that he had hardly made a scratch in the metal door.

'Of course I can't cut threw, they must have been fixing this room all week so that we can't get out. Slagging Lock Down.' Ratchet thought.

He knew that if Optimus and Ironhide had taken it upon themselves to work out a lock down then it was a good bet that they knew how he felt about Sam. But a lock down wasn't usually done unless both parties where too stubborn to admit there feelings to each other.

'So since they locked us in here together... does that mean that they think that Samuel feels the same way about me as I do him?' Ratchet thought.

The odds of the human returning his love was astronomical, why would he choose to love a mech like him when he could be with the female Mikaela? Ratchet let out a huff and settled down on the floor with his back resting against the door, he offline his optics and let his fans start working on cooling down his over heated systems. His systems tended to go into over drive whenever he was near Sam and this time was no exception only now he couldn't get away from the boy.

A sudden sensation forced Ratchet to turn on his optics again and he found Sam climbing up his leg to sit on his thigh, Sam let out a sigh and settled with his back against Ratchets abdomen. A careful check of the boys pheromones told Ratchet that Sam was starting to become aroused by the close contact and to prove this fact he soon began to wiggle a little as his levels kept rising.

"I take it that we are stuck in here?" Sam's voice cut threw the quiet.

"Yes Sam... We are stuck in here until Optimus or Ironhide decide to let us out." Ratchet told him.

"But why would they lock us in here?" Sam asked.

Ratchet thought about telling a lie but in the end he couldn't bring himself to lie to the boy.

"They are preforming an old Cybertronian ritual called a Lock Down." Ratchet told him.

"You mean like when there is an emergency?" Sam asked.

Ratchet chuckled a little.

"They share the same name but that is all the two have in common. The lock down you are thinking of is indeed like that but on Cybertron it also had another meaning..."

"Which is?" Sam pressed on.

Ratchet blew the air out of his vents and watched as the wind ruffled Sam's curly brown hair.

"On Cybertron a Lock Down is also done to two mechs who are normally to foolish or stubborn to admit there true feelings to each other." He said carefully.

Sam thought on it for a moment before asking another question.

"What do you mean by there true feelings?"

"Usually it is there deep feeling of.... Love that makes there friends start the lock down." Ratchet said softly.

Ratchet felt Sam's body tense up at his words and he watch on his scanners as the boys heart rate and pheromone levels shot up some more.

"I don't think I understand." Sam said after a few moments of silence.

"Whenever there are two Cybertronians who are... in love with each other but both are to afraid to admit there love to the other. Then there closest friends (if they know about it) will find someway to isolate the two from the rest. Once isolated they would be kept that way until one or both of them work up the courage to admit there feelings, once they have admitted there love to each other they would then only be set free after they have bonded or at the very least interfaced." Ratchet explained.

"Bonded... You mean they would join there sparks and be together forever?" Sam asked his eyes cast down.

Ratchet nodded.

"And I guess that interfacing is your guys form of... sex?" He went on.

"Yes." Ratchet answered.

"So... so then why would they put us in the lock down? Do they think that..." Sam stopped unable to finish.

"Apparently that is the case." Ratchet said a little upset that the tone Sam had used meant that he was in fact not interested in him.

"How could that even work?" He asked Ratchet.

"... Well there are two ways that interfacing can be done between a Cybertronian and a human..."

"Which are?" Sam asked in a whisper that sent a shiver up Ratchet's back.

Ratchet's optics dimmed with his growing arousal.

"Well..." Ratchet began just as softly as the human who was now sitting on his lap. "The first would be through the use of the interface cable that every mech has. It would be brought out and... inserted into one of the openings in the human body, the cable acts very much like the human male reproductive organ only instead of the DNA that humans expel it would ejaculate simple harmless mech fluid."

A small moan came from Sam and Ratchet place his hand over the boy to keep him in place so that he didn't fall off his lap. Sam wrapped his hand into the wires that where exposed on Ratchet's hand which sent more waves of pleasure through his systems.

"A...and the other way?" Sam asked his breathing ragged.

"The... the mech would expose his spark to the human and..." Ratchet had to pause as another wave coursed through him. "... the human would in turn move as close to the spark as they could."

Sam's hands clasped the wires tightly as he came close to losing what little control he had left. "Would they... touch the spark?" He asked his face flushed.

Ratchet groaned, any doubts he had about Sam not wanting him vanished as the boy pressed on.

"It h...has never been tried before. But I imagine that where he to touch it..." The waves of pleasure where increasing. "... it would feel unbelievable."

A small over load shot threw Ratchet's body, not enough to make him off line but still enough to make him incoherent for a few moments. Sam had fared no better, he was dripping with sweat and his pants had grown unbearably tight. He wanted nothing more at the moment then to remove every layer of clothing he had and rub up against the amazingly warm metal underneath him. He tired to say something but was unable to form a coherent thought.

Ratchet who had managed to regain some measure of control noticed that in all the excitement they had slipped from there sitting position so that he was laying on the floor with Sam resting with his back to the compartment that held his interface cable.

"S...Sam-m-m." Ratchet called out and he saw Sam roll over so that he could look him straight in the face.

"I love you!" Ratchet said softly.

There where a few minutes in which Sam said nothing, not because he was scared or unsure. He simply didn't have the breath to say it out loud even though the words where screaming in his head.

"I....Love....You...Too..." He finally managed to gasp out.

Ratchet's head collapsed onto the floor with relief at the words. For a while they both laid there not moving until finally Ratchet had enough strength to lift himself up. He carefully cradled Sam in his right hand, he was about to stand up when something caught his optic. Laying not to far away was the data pad from before, only now there where new symbols being displayed.

Carefully picking it up he read the new words.

"What is it Ratchet?" Sam asked looking at the pad.

"It the frequency for a data burst." Ratchet said.

"Does it open the door?" Sam wondered out loud.

"Maybe." Ratchet answered.

He took a moment to copy the signal and then transmitted it out, he looked over at the door but it remand closed. A moment latter there came the sound of something opening from behind them, when Ratchet turned around there was now a new door that led into a side room. Ratchet looked down at Sam and saw he was just as confused as he was. Slowly Ratchet carried Sam threw the new door and into a dimly lit room, it wasn't very big barley enough room for Ratchet to turn around in. The main reason was that there was a large birth sitting in the center of the room, as soon as they passed the thresh hold of the door a soft click could be herd and a soft love song began to play from hidden speakers.

Sam looked up at Ratchet and then to the large birth that served as the Autobot's bed.

"I guess that we can continue the lock down in here." Sam said with a grin on his face.

Ratchet looked down at him and a wicked grin came to his face plates.

"Indeed, now I can show you first hand how we interface."

Ratchet slipped onto the birth and sent the data burst again making the door close and leaving the two new lovers in the dimly lit room. Ratchet just hoped that they had made the walls sound proof as well as indestructible.


Well how was that? I think that I did pretty well for my first one shot. I f the feed back is good then I just might do another one shot off of this story.

Again I am sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes that where here, like I said before this wasn't sent to my beta.

I hope that every one liked this I had fun writting it.

Please review it would make me very happy.