A/N: All of the stuff you recognize belongs to someone else. The rest is mine.

Chapter 3

It was a tough pill to swallow to say the least. In front of them was a bot that looked human. It bled, ate, and slept like a human. They were trying hard to accept the fact that she was actually a robot. But, they had seen her transform her hand into a gun.

"I know that it is a lot to swallow. However, we can deal with trust later. Now, we need to focus on developing that antivirus. Who can work with me?" Adabelle slowly asked.

"Is a lot to do. Analyzing the compounds for compatibility and meshing them to fit," Wheeljack said thoughtfully.

"Not only that but working with the compounds so that they restore the already assimilated mechs will be tricky," Ratchet added skeptically.

"You also fail to not the fact that there will need to be some kind of delivery mechanism that will hide it from detection before it is absorbed," Starscream noted superiorly.

Adabelle looked up at the mechs sighed and allowed a small smile formed on her lips. This was going great Invento, Cool Hand Lube, and The Silver Snake are all in with me she though. This might prove to be very interesting.

Megatron noticed the calm, reassured smile as the resident scientists had volunteered. "Why should we listen to you fleshling?" Megs sneered.

"You shouldn't," she said coldly, "but it looks like you don't have much of a choice." She said as the small turned into a frown lets go ahead and deal with the hostilities now she thought. "You wanna challenge me. Don't bother. I will bust you so bad Cool Hands won't be able to pick up the pieces and repair you."

"You dare challenged me, fleshling," Megatron roared as he charged towards her at the computer. She knew that she had to end this quickly. She flipped as he moved to grab her landed on his other side away from the computer. She heard a snarl from him as he turned and delivered a swift punch towards her. She ducked and could smell the energon that was in his body. It didn't matter she could keep evading his attacks. She noticed an opening right above his left leg, jumped and delivered a swift kick to his stomach and landed back in front of him.

He groaned as he reacted to the kick that was harder than expected. She turned and raised her hand and formed the cannon, aimed at his head, and said forcefully, "Do you yield?"

"Not by a long shot," Megaton sneered as he grabbed the cannon and jerked her forward and then pushed her to the floor.

Whoa, she thought that was not expected looked at the ground he was holding her on.

Megatron smiled triumphantly as he spared a look to the others who were attempting to come to her aid. Serves her right for challenging me he thought. What he had failed to notice was that the metal floor where he held her was starting to grind, pulse. Then a large tentacle formed from the floor grabbed him and yanked him off her.

"I almost forgot who I was dealing with," she said in admiration as she rose from the floor.

The tentacles held Megatron up in the air as the others looked on in wonder. "Do you yield?" she asked as the tentacles began to circle and squeeze Megatron. A resigned, strained, and grudged "Yes" before she lowered him to the ground.

"Glitch repairs one," she said that fight had taken a lot out of her but she didn't want them to know that as she set the robot to repair helself first and then sent Glitch to repair Megatron.

She walked unhurriedly back to the computer and noticed the different degrees of looks from apprehension, admiration, and respect. Megatron was a tough mech and only one here could match him Optimus. Great she thought snarkly give away all of your trade secrets.

She began to show the rest of the files that contained the codes and formula for the antivirus to the three she had dubbed as the "Ronerdnicks."

Hoist and Ratchet worked on developing antivirus while Wheeljack and Starscream.

"We need more intel on what is happening with the Borg," Optimus Prime stated contemplating the idea.

"I agree. If we are to develop a competent plan of action we will need information," Megatron begrudgely agreed. "Reflector go and observe what is happening"

"Yes, Megatron," Reflector replied swiftly as he exited to take on his mission.

"The rest of you should go and find something to occupy yourselves until the nerds can develop a plan," Adabelle said.

The rest of the bots looked uncertain. She realized this was the first non-combative situation that they had been in for years. Perhaps, this will lead to a bit more towards ending the feud.

"I have set up the force field to act as an early warning system. There's not much to do but plan and wait. Enjoy the temporary halt in hostilities," Adabelle stated.

The mechs looked and walked off. The Autobots were able to find suitable quarters that were far away from the Decepticon quarters as possible. They choose to recharge in shifts just in case.

Megatron and most of the others went to their own personals spaces. He would accept this situation for now until the danger had passed.

Adabelle along with Frenzy, who had been set as her watcher by Megatron, and Gears, who had been set by the Autobots, sat up late into the night Frenzy and Gears dozed off at about 4 in the morning just as the sun was rising over the water overhead.