A/N:Whoo! I am rolling in cash! (Not really. I have to pay it all back to my credit cards... :( ) Well, here's the next chapter, I'm not too fond of it, but I'm never really fond of anything, am I...
REVIEWS
Autobot Trapjaw: Hate is way worse! Resentment isn't as an intense emotion. It's more of an irritated kind of thing than a, "I'm gonna stab your face out." Kind of thing. XD I know! Such an ingrateful brat!
Autobotschic:*Le Gasp!* No! Marshall is not! (Shh. It's a secret.) Covenant's not very nice. XD Shadow Stalker has learned the ability of Self-restraint! *Insert Pokemon music here* Ratchet probably would make Marshall drunk, just to see what would happen. XD
Marshall knew what Ratchet had told him. He shouldn't dig into Covenant's past. It wasn't his business. But he wanted to know. Marshall sighed as he stared at the door in front of him. Shadow Stalker's office. She was the only bot who knew about Covenant. She was also Trapjaw's sister.
Marshall knocked on the door and waited for permission to enter. Permission that never came. He quickly knocked on the door again. When nothing happened, he began his constant pounding. "Shadow Stalker!"
The door flung open, and the green, black and white femme stood with a scowl. "What?"
"If you were in there, why didn't you answer?"
"If nobody answered, why didn't you stop fragging knocking?" Shadow Stalker crossed her arms, and leaned against the door frame, blocking the view into her office. "Now, what do you want?"
Marshall shifted uncomfortably. "Can I, uh, come in?"
"No." Shadow Stalker glared. "What do you want?"
"I…wanted to know about Covenant."
Shadow Stalker's helm fell the side. "You're her friend. Shouldn't you know enough about her?"
"But I… I want to know more." Marshall sighed. "She said that…"
Shadow Stalker rolled her optics as she looked into her office. "Covenant, will you tell him to leave?"
Marshall jumped. "Covenant? Covenant's here?" A smile spread across his face. "Hey Covenant!"
Shadow Stalker glared at him. "Shut up. If you want information about Covenant, ask her yourself. She doesn't want to talk to anybody so leave."
Marshall frowned. "How do you know she doesn't want to talk to anybody?"
"Because she told me to ignore the knocking. Leave."
Marshall frowned. "Can I just tell her something?"
"No." Shadow Stalker growled.
"It'll be quick." Marshall promised.
Shadow Stalker glanced behind her with a raised optic ridge. She glanced back to Marshall and smiled. "No."
Marshall put a pout on his face. "Fine!" He huffed as crossed his arms. "I won't move from this spot until Covenant leaves that room!"
"HA!" Shadow Stalker snickered. "You think you'll be barricading her in my office? Are you stupid? She other ways of leaving!"
"I-" Marshall frowned. "I really just want to talk to her."
Shadow Stalker glanced back into her office. She sighed as she turned back to Marshall. "Covenant says no."
"That's why bots don't like her!" Marshall yelled. "She doesn't even try to explain herself! If somebody wants to get to know her better she runs and hides!"
Shadow Stalker glared at the mech. "Maybe you should shut your lip components before you don't have a friend anymore!" She quickly turned and the door swished closed behind her.
Marshall sighed as he sat down next to the door. "I'm not leaving!" He slowly brought his knees up to his chest, and rested his chin on them. After a second, the office door swished open again.
Covenant stared down at the mech. "What?"
Marshall quickly stood up. "I thought you didn't want to talk to me!"
"I don't." Covenant sighed. "Just get whatever you want to say out in the open now."
"I didn't really want to dig, but it was bothering me! I just wanted to know more about you cause, I really like you. That's really the only thing I know for sure is me. It's not Trapjaw. It's me! I jus-"
"How much do you like me?" Covenant stared at the mech, a hard expression on her face.
Marshall glanced down. "A lot. I just… I can't put it into words."
"Then show me. If you like me so much, without even knowing me so well, what would you do for me?"
Marshall's helm flew up to the femme. "Anything! I'd do anything for you!"
"Would you kill yourself? Would you? Would you end your life for me?"
Marshall stared at the femme. He glanced down. Would he? "Y-yes?"
"Then go get some help. That's not liking me, that's obsession." Covenant shook her helm. "It's an unhealthy obsession." She quickly turned and began walking away.
Marshall's servo shot out and gripped the green femme's arm. "No, wait! I… I only said what I thought you wanted to hear!" Covenant stared at the mech, waiting for more of an explanation. "I just… I don't know what I'd do for you."
Covenant shook her helm. "Then don't say stuff like that. Don't say you love me. Don't say you like me. We've barely talked." Covenant sighed. "You want to know about me? Fine. I'm a psycho path."
"No, you're not!"
"I am. On Cybertron I was put in punitive stasis for attempted murder." Covenant's hard gaze never lighted. "You wanna know something." A smirk crossed her face. "I'd still kill that mech. I'd kill him in an instant. I'd kill you in an instant. The only keeping from doing that, is a promise I made to the Prime. A promise I regret every orn of my life. I get to watch the mech I want to kill every orn. I have to watch him. All because of a stupid promise I never should have made."
Marshall shook his helm. "I don't believe you!"
"You don't have to, but it makes you an idiot. Only idiots don't believe the truth." Covenant sighed. "If we're done here, I'm going back to talk to Shadow Stalker. Have a wonderful day."
Marshall frowned. "I don't care! I don't care what you've done! I still like you a lot!"
Covenant growled. "I'm going." She typed a message into the door's key pad, and without a word she quickly disappeared through the open door.
Marshall sat in the med bay with a sunken look. Ratchet tried to ignore it, but no matter what he did, that mech's stupid face just kept reminding him of Trapjaw's sad face. "What the frag is your issue?"
Marshall's helm snapped up. "I'm sorry!"
"I asked a question." Ratchet growled.
Marshall frowned. "Covenant said she was in Punitive stasis on Cybertron. I think she was just saying it to get rid of me."
Ratchet sighed as he shook his helm. "I told you not to dig."
"Was she?"
Ratchet glanced over to the mech. Marshall's face now had a pout on his face. Ratchet groaned. "She was."
"What for?"
"She was hunting down a member of the Autobot army. She was planning on terminating him." Ratchet sighed as he turned to his desk, picking up a data pad. "She also murdered 2 other mechs."
Marshall frowned. "You're lying."
Ratchet raised an optic ridge as he turned back to the huge red and black mech. "Why would I lie?"
"Sh-she couldn't have?"
"It's true. Towards the fall of Cybertron she was brought out of punitive stasis and offered a deal. If she helped us, and fought for the Autobots, without killing any other Autobots, she would be released and all charges would be dropped."
"I don't believe you."
Ratchet sighed. "Whatever."
Covenant rolled over to her back. She had been on Shadow Stalker's couch since the whole Marshall incident. "I hate life."
Shadow Stalker glanced up from her desk, and sighed. "Nobody told you to tell him anything."
"Nobody asked for your input."
"Nobody asked you to be a glitch."
"Nobody asked you to point out me being a glitch." Covenant smirked.
Shadow Stalker shook her helm. "What are you going to do about him? If he's anything like Trapjaw, he's not going to give up anytime soon."
Covenant frowned. "I'm hoping that was enough."
"Doubt it." Shadow Stalker leaned back in her chair. "Why don't you date the poor bot?"
Covenant sat up and glared at the femme. "Because I don't like him."
"How do you know?"
"Because I know what it's like to love somebody. I don't like him. How can I love him?"
"One word Ta-"
"SHUT UP!" Covenant yelled. She sighed. "I didn't not like him!"
Shadow Stalker raised an optic ridge. "Didn't not like him? Wow. From what I remember you told me a nice story of you hitting him with a severed arm."
Covenant glared at the femme. "I di- I- Shut up!"
Shadow Stalker burst out laughing. "Oh come on! You totally hated his guts!"
"Sorry not all of us have such a wonderful relationship like you and Optimus." Covenant sighed as a far off look spread over her face, a small smile reaching her features. "I really miss him."
Shadow Stalker frowned. "I imagine so."
Covenant shook her helm. "I'm going. Don't worry, I'll use the door this time."
Shadow Stalker laughed. "Good."
