Ambush

Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. They belong to Hasbro and Takara. I am merely taking them for a short spin.

Author's note: Hey Phoenix13, here you go! Sorry it took me so long, but here it is. First part at least.

Ultra Magnus stood with both hands flat against the wall, letting the scorching hot water from the nozzle overhead run over his frame, letting the tension and worries in his mind and body run away with the flowing water. Optimus Prime in the med bay, Ironhide's team in Tokyo still hadn't reported in and a million and one other tiny problems that went along with being in charge weighed on his shoulders, but he wasn't going to worry about them. For now.

He vented air, sighing. Now all he had to do was clean up and go to his quarters and collapse. However, the city commander didn't notice he was no loner alone. Obscured by steam, and with his back turned, he didn't see Arcee walk inside the room. Nor did he notice her as she slipped up behind him, hand trembling ever so slightly as she reached out to touch him, unsure for a split second about taking action or not.

Magnus' optics widened as he suddenly realized he was no longer alone as the femme slipped her arms around his bigger frame, reaching up, nuzzling at his neck. He whipped around, surprised to see Arcee standing before him, an unusual glint in her optics.

"Arcee, what do you think you're doing?" he asked.

"What do you think it looks like?" Arcee replied, shoving him against the wall, reaching up to kiss him as his back met the solid surface. He wasn't getting away from her now...