TFA Drabbles

Pairing: Jena x Swindle

Title: Present

It was late at night as Jena continued to fly through the city, waiting for one of her teammates to call her saying that they found something. Recently there had been new of all the robots in the downtown area were acting strange. They would shirk away from all of there duties one minute and then the next they would be normal and go back to their jobs. At first people thought it was nothing, but after a while it was getting out of control so the Autobots decided to look into it.

Jena flew back to the ground just as Prowl leaped off a building and landed on the sidewalk.

"Find anything?" She asked

"No, how about you?"

"Same." Jena sighs "This doesn't make any sense; you think we would have found something by now."

"We'll just have to keep looking."

Both Autobots turned to leave when they heard a strange sound. They froze.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yes…look" Prowl pointed down the street were some robots were wreaking some cars

Without saying anything to each Prowl and Jena rushed to stop the robots before they did anymore damage. When the robots saw them coming towards them, they stopped smashing the car and turned to attack them. Prowl dodged a few attacks while throwing his shuriken at their weak points. Jena blasted a few of them with her energy balls, but one stuck up behind her and threw her away from the fight. Jena got back up and tired to use her comm. link to call for backup, but something was blocking her transmission from going through.

"Why are all of these robots acting so crazy?" Jena asks mostly to herself

"Because they're under my control."

Jena turned around to see a tan and purple Decepticon leaning against a building near her "Hello, Jena."

"Swindle!" Jena scowled, she had only met the arms dealer one other time before, but she thought they had seen the last of him.

A low chuckle escaped Swindle's throat "Aww, you remember me? I'm flattered."

The blue and brown femme scoffed "As if I ever forget a sleazy Decepticon like you." She clenches her fist ready to charge her power into her servo should Swindle try anything

"Now, now no need to be so violent" He says, taking a few steps forward causing Jena to tense as a defense, never taking her gaze away from him "And here I thought you Autobots had some manners."

"Like you really deserve them."

"My, my aren't we full of spite today?" Swindle's smile never once left his face as he continues to come towards her

"What did you do to all of these robots, Swindle?" She asked in a demanding tone

Swindle's grin widens "Just a simple mind control device, my dear. Anything I say the robots automatically do."

"Why? Why are you here?" Her optics glow dangerously at him "Are you looking for a fight?"

"As tempting as that sounds, no. This was just a distraction to lure you Autobots out into the open. Besides fighting you would just be a waste of my time."

"Then what do you want?" she hissed, refusing to take her glare off of him

Swindle's voice takes a mock hurt tone "Why Jena, how rude. I came all this way just to give you…a gift."

A noise from behind causes Jena to turn around. She see that Prowl is starting to get overwhelmed by all the robots, there were just too many for him to handle by himself. She was about to jump in and help him when she feels a pair of servos grab her wrists and place them behind her back. Jena gasps in surprise, she didn't even hear Swindle come up behind her, she instantly struggles against his grip "What are you…let me go!"

"I don't think so" the arms dealer chuckles into her audio. She shivers as feels his breath on her neck, her body starts to panic.

But her attention goes back to Prowl as she see that one of the garbage-bots throw him and then the robots start to pile on top of him.

"Prowl!" She yells, trying to loosen the Decepticon's grip, but he just pulls her closer to him. Jena was pressed enough against him that she can feel his laughter go down her back. He allows one servo to keep her wrist pinned together, keeping them behind her back, while the other comes around to grasp her chin, forcing her head to the side. Though there was a bit of fear running through her circuitry, Jena glares at Swindle with as much ice as she could possible give.

"Ooh, how cold" he said, sarcasm slightly dripping from his words "And here I thought you were afraid."

"You don't scare me, Swindle." She spat

"Of course not, you're just trembling with excitement" He taunted. Jena winces slightly as his grip on her chin tightens "Relax, my dear…I have a little present for you."

Before she could reply, Swindle presses his mouth to hers, stopping any train of thought she previously had.

Jena's optics widen in shock. The servo grasping her face shifted to the back of her head, his fingers running through her long, organic-like hair and pulling her closer. She could hear Prowl still locked in an intense battle with the other robots, but somehow she couldn't muster up the strength to struggle, to escape and help her friend. The blue and brown femme was frozen as her enemy gives her a surprisingly tender, yet demanding kiss.

After what seemed to be an eternity, all at once, Jena feels Swindle remove his lips from hers and she quickly manages to jerk out of his grip, taking a few steps back. She doesn't take her gaze off of him, but she does bring her servo to cover her mouth, unsure on how to react to his 'gift'.

"You fragging glitch-head go rust in the pit." She says to him, wiping her mouth with the back of her servo

"Now that's no way a young femme such as yourself should talk" Swindle says, childing her like some sparking "Though I did expect a little more out of you, Jena." His smile returns to his mouth "I guess you'll have to improve for next time, won't you?"

Jena widens her optics and almost blushes at the thought of his words 'Next time?'

Swindle opens his chest compartment and pulls out a small remote, pressing the button, Jena turns to see the robots had stopped attacking Prowl and started to return to their original duties. Turning back around Jena sees Swindle offer her other sly smile and a casual wave goodbye of his servo before transforming into his vehicle mode and disappearing into the night.

Jena barely registered the sound of Prowl walking up behind her until he was in front of her, placing his servos on her shoulders and looking at her with concerned optics behind the ice-blue visor.

"Jena, are you okay? He asked hastily "I'm so sorry I couldn't help you. He didn't hurt you did he?"

Jena manages to get herself out of her haze to answer him "No, I'm fine Prowl."

Prowl didn't look convinced "Are you su-"

"I said I'm fine!" She snapped, making Prowl jump in surprise by her sudden outburst. She gently pulls out of his grip "Come on, lets go find the others." She starts to walk past him, lowering her head down, her fists clenched and her organic-like hair covering her optics. Before she took off into the sky, she hears a soft "Alright" from her companion.

Jena was glad that Prowl couldn't see her while she was up in the air, otherwise he would have saw the frustration and confusion on her face. Jena was an Autobot; she was supposes to hate Decepticons, not let them get the upper hand on her and definitely not be afraid of one. Jena raised her servo back to her mouth, she was afraid though. She was afraid because she had allowed a Decepticon to steal the upper hand from her.

And worst of all is that she liked it.