Thanks to those who reviewed and followed. This chapter continues on from season 2 episode 10 'Armada'. I also found a few songs that inspired me for this chapter and themes for Bloodbloom. There called Age Of The Universe by Elephant Music and Time Machine by Alex Doan, such beautiful music to listen to all day. Hope you all enjoy and once again don't forget to review.

Warning: Language

Bloodbloom didn't know what to do as she stood there with frozen legs staring at the now offline mech, Bulkhead slowly stood up with heavy venting from his outburst.

"Shit…Shitshitshitshit." She hoarsely whispered taking a step back away from Bulkhead.

Was everything he said a lie? What was the truth? She couldn't trust anyone!

"Y-you killed him, you fucking killed him." Then she realised something. What was she still doing here? She should sound an alarm and warn everyone a crazed mech was loose. Looking back at him it was like he read her mind knowing what she was going to do.

"I-it's ok I'm not going to hurt you, but he was a bad mech he left me no choice-"

Bloodbloom didn't want to hear it and went to sprint away, "Wait!" Bulkhead was faster than he looked and wrapped his arm around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides and planting his other servo over her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Her muffled sounds failed to alert anyone as Bulkhead carried her back into the room they were just in so he could at least be out of view but couldn't wait around forever, and he needed to do something with the offline body.

"Please stop struggling." Bulkhead felt guilty as he had her trapped against the wall, "At least let me explain."

Bloodbloom bit into his servo and he pulled back with a yelp, "What is there to fucking explain!?"

"He was bad news, you have to understand that! And by the way, why do you speak so much of the human language?" He's wondered about that.

"Don't try to change to subject, Bulkhead. You're nothing but a liar!"

Bulkhead sighed heavily knowing he wasn't going to get through to her, "I'm sorry. Forgive me for doing this." He managed to keep her still with one of his servos moving to the back of her neck cables.

"W-what are you-"

His servos pinched one of her wires and everything went blank. He put her in temporary stasis.

Bulkhead carefully laid the femme on the floor and sighed, "You didn't leave me a choice, Bloodbloom. Though I hope we cross paths again, I would like to know your story. You're working for the wrong side." He didn't know why he spoke when she clearly didn't hear him but he didn't care, he just needed to say it.

Bulkhead made his way out the room to try and find a way off this boat.

"Bloodbloom? Bloomy, can you hear me?" A familiar voice caught in her audios and letting her come out of whatever she was under.

"Oh…son of a bitch," She groaned flickering her optics online. "Knockout, what happened?"

"I was hoping you'd tell me." He replied checking her over quickly. "What do you remember?"

Bloodbloom was helped into a sitting position with her thoughts reeling back and soon it all came back to her. "That fuckwit!"

"Who?"

"Bulkhead, that motherfucker, the next I see him I'm going to make him cry!"

Knockout reeled back, "Bulkhead, the autobot? How in the pits did he get on board?"

"I don't know." She honestly didn't care as she tried to shake her helm from to soreness and try to stand. Than her optics laid on Knockout, "Why'd you lie to me?"

"What, lie to you? What are you talking about?"

"I've heard the name mentioned before, but I didn't think of it much until today. Why has no one told me were at war with the autobots? Why didn't you say there were sides?" Bloodbloom stood tall with her arms crossed wanting an explanation.

"Every war has a side, Bloomy. What did you expect; we're fighting on our own?"

She rolled her optics at him and wanted to know something else, "What are we fighting for?"

"Fighting for?" Knockout quickly realized, "Wait, you talked to him?"

"Of course I talked to him!" Her anger grew more to longer he didn't answer, "Is it true? Are decepticons fighting for power, dominance? Are…" She was scared to ask to next question but she needed to know, "Are you going to destroy earth?"

Now it was Knockout's turn, but he didn't give an answer right that moment. He stared at her looking as if he was trying to think of what to say. It was obvious enough for her to know the answer.

The look of horror came upon her face and laid her servos over her helm in disbelief. "What the fuck!"

"Bloomy, let me explain-"

"No!" Tears threaten from the corners of her optics as she blew out all her anger at him. "Fuck sake, Knockout, how did you think I was going to cope with this? Why were you keeping it all from me? Why am I really here?"

Knockout sighed heavily knowing he needed a lot of explaining to do. "Bloomy, I know you're upset, I cannot blame you for that but this is the decepticon way. It was Megatron's idea to keep this information from you for a time until he thought you were ready. The last thing I need is for you to run off and join the autobots!"

Knockout's outburst was not expected, that she admitted. Bloodbloom could do nothing but stand and stare at him, wordless and repeating his words over through her CPU. "You thought I would leave?"

Fear was something everyone knew about him. He was a coward, he knew that, but this kind of fear was very different then to everything else. It's almost like the fear of her leaving and taking a part of him with her. "I…I guess I did." He met her gaze again, "You're right; we purposely wanted you to know as little as possible of the autobots existence because they're the ones were fighting with and we're both fighting for something different. None of us expect you to like it, because it's your home. I-I'm sorry…" The last words weren't expected to come out and surprised himself when they did.

Bloodbloom's anger remained but was slowly being consumed by something else very strange that had her drawing herself closer to Knockout and inexpertly brought him in to embrace. Both seemed taken back by the action but neither refused, instead drew each other in closer.

"I'm so angry with you, so angry." She vented out heavily. "Even if I wanted to leave, I wouldn't get anywhere near them. Besides, I couldn't leave you behind. No matter how annoying you are, I still like you." Bloodbloom had to force herself away feeling she shouldn't be so soft on him but Knockout pulled her close again by her shoulders.

"Try to not let this bother you. I know it's a lot to ask but please, can you do this for me?"

"I guess I don't have a choice." She shrugged, "I just…don't know how to think about it all now. But doing so will not make me feel better, so I won't."

"Sooo," Knockout laid out on his o's giving her one of his innocent looks. "Am I forgiven?"

"Sure, I suppose." She was still unhappy with him but whatever. Knockout was the only friend she had and she didn't want to lose that.

An incoming strange buzzing noise came surrounding around the warship leaving the two confused, "What's that?" Bloodbloom wondered.

"I'm not sure." Knockout narrowed his optics.

"Sounds like bugs have invaded."

Before Knockout could reply the ship jolted as if something hit them, and seconds after alarms wailed off throughout the ship rapidly blinking red. The sudden force had knocked the two onto the floor and somehow Knockout landed right on top of her. Both stared into each other's optics for a short moment, confused over what just happened, then the ship tilted forward with a long creak.

"A-are we going down?" She felt her energon run cold at the thought of falling thousands of feet from the sky. The energon cubes in the room tumbled on their sides, spilling all over and draining away.

Knockout didn't want to panic her. He didn't know what was going on either but with the sudden impact it felt as if something exploded from the inside.

"Scrap." Knockout could only guess this had something to do with the autobot. "It sounds like our power cord's been compromised. It's ok though no need to panic."

"Knockout, we're falling! How to fuck can you not pan-"

Her words were cut off with a startled gasp when Knockout caught her lips in a deep and needy kiss. His plating brushed against her shivering own as she felt him deepening the kiss, glossia running along her clamped lips, coaxing her to open and his servos running along her waist and thigh. Her servos were trapped between her and his chest. She tried pushing him off but she simply couldn't find the energy to make herself do so with her fear bubbled up inside.

All Bloodbloom could do was be left baffled with what he was doing right now. Knockout's lips deepened more, and she could tell he wasn't aware with what was going on around them anymore, being lost in the kiss and continuing on with roaming servo tips.

She muffled his name against his in protest wanting him to stop. Unfortunately, as she tried to say something, he took his chance and slid his glossia, running along her own, giving that new warm moist taste and sending odd shock waves through her.

What the fuck, Knockout? Why are you kissing me at a time like now you horny bastard!? She angrily screamed in her helm at him.

Knockout was gone, enchanted by the kiss and lose all control craving more from her.

Bloodbloom had enough and wiggled a digit into one of his wires at his front and pinched it, forcing him to reel back with a pained groan and break the kiss.

"Frag that hurt!" He sat up clenching his chest plating where she had pinched.

"You deserve worse you lascivious weirdo!" She crawled away bring as much distance between them. "What was that for anyway?"

The warship had tilted forward more causing Knockout to roll forward and crash into her. The two landed against the wall together, face to face once again with wide optics.

"I wanted to distract you." He admitted, "I guess I got carried away."

"You did." Many times he's tried to steal one from her but she always refused. Now, he got what he wanted. "But that was something else, that was no random kiss, it was….different." She could feel his servos moving over her waist again and was quick to shove them away. "Would you stop touching me? You've already weirded me out enough."

Knockout smirked unexpectedly. "Question. Would you ever interface with me?"

"Are you fucking serious?" The question threw her off a little, "You're asking that now?"

"Why not, could be our last moments?" He rubbed her plating along her thighs as she tried to squirm out of his touch.

"Knockout, you're being an ass." Her frustration constantly grew.

"Just answer the question."

Bloodbloom glared at him and thought over what he asked. "I don't know…maybe, but I can't give you a straight answer at a time like this. The ship is crashing and you want to ask if I'd interface with you? How do you expect me to answer that?"

"I don't know," He shrugged still holding his smugness, "from the spark, I guess? But don't deny it, you liked that kiss."

Bloodbloom through her helm back slamming it again the wall without care. "You just make me so angry all the time I just want to strangle you!"

"You know it just turns me on the angrier you get."

"Are you high!?"

The voice of a vehicon broke out over the ships coms alerting the two. 'Prepare for crash landing!'

Everything was gone from Knockout and suddenly brought Bloodbloom over to a railing telling her to hold on. She did, and knelt on the ground holding on for dear life with him right behind her. Both braced themselves for impact and weren't long before the ship made contact with the earth, ripping up the ground and shaking everything and everyone aboard.

Bloodbloom shut her optics tightly and tightened the grip she had. She surprised herself that she didn't fall over from the impact, and noticed that Knockout was very close behind her, almost shielding her. Very soon, the ship finally came to a stop. The alarms continuously flared away and both were able to online their optics.

"Have we landed?" She inquired softly.

Knockout exhaled in relief and chuckled slightly. "We have. See? Told you we'd be alright."

The sound of honks repeated "Guys, you are not gonna believe the day I had." Bulkhead's optics looked over at Airachnid in stasis lock, trapped in a pod. "Oh, you too, huh?"

"Stasis lock," Ratchet explained. "Arcee managed to trap her instead of offlining her, though she deserves it, but we praise her for the choice still."

"What happened to you anyway?" Arcee questioned folding her arms.

"Alright, get this, I picked up an energon spike on one of my scouts and next thing I know, I'm being transported with energon cubes onto the con's warship without being detected."

Arcee looked rather surprised. "Sounds like you had quite the day too."

"Why in the all spark didn't you contact us?" Ratchet asked as if the ordeal was unheard off.

"Believe me I tried, but I couldn't while I was on the cons warship. But with my stealthy moves I managed to sneak my way through the ship and end up in the main reactor room. There, I went in wrecker mode and blew up one of the ships core. It's uncloaked and grounded now as we speak."

"This could be our chance to engage them." Arcee suggested.

Optimus thought over it. "Bulkhead, we're glad you've returned unharmed and you've given us a chance to pursue the decepticons. Ratchet, scan around for the location of the warship and let us plan to engage them. The decepticon's won't waste time to get their ship running once again, so we'll need to be hast. Bumblebee has gone to pick up the children from school so he shouldn't be much longer. Once he's returned we'll discuss this further."

"Optimus," Bulkhead wanted to speak of something that's been bugging him, "While I was on the ship I bumped into someone, a femme."

"A femme? Ratchet now got interested. "Who was it?"

"No idea, never seen or heard of her before. But something didn't add up."

"How so, Bulkhead?" Optimus inquired.

"The way she behaved, she almost reminds me of Miko, her design looked as if she's never seen battle before as well. She wears the cons symbol and her ruby optics clearly says she has the programming, but she is nothing like a decepticon, she almost acts…human."

"What are you trying to say, Bulkhead?" Ratchet asked almost irritated.

"Honestly, I'm not sure, but she has never heard of Optimus, and to make it weirder she knows nothing about autobot's."

"That is rather strange." Optimus said calmly, "It might be possible this femme has somehow lost her memory and the decepticons took advantage of that."

Ratchet couldn't help but huff in agreement. "Of course they would."

"Did she give her designation?" Optimus wondered.

"Bloodbloom." Bulkhead answered and smiled softly remembering what she looked like. "As I said, she's nothing like a con, she even let me pass without alerting anyone. Although I think next time we meet she's gonna really give it to me. " He received looks from everyone saying this, "T-that doesn't matter anyway. Prime, what can we do?"

"What do you mean what do we do?" Arcee narrowed her optics. "There could be a hundred reasons she's with them in the first place, for all we know she could've been playing you."

"You weren't there, Cee." Bulkhead didn't want to think of the alternatives, "She's young, and I think those scum cons took advantage of her."

Optimus stepped closer to the wrecker. "I understand your concern, Bulkhead. But I have to know, did she ask for your help? Did she show any signs she was in danger?"

"W-well, no, she didn't, but-"

"Then that shows she isn't being held against her will. Let us focus on the main issue for now, and when the time comes for us to meet in person we'll find out then. This Bloodbloom is a mystery, and I myself am curios of her history."

Ratchet then remembered something. "Is it possible she might've come from the shuttle that crash landed here almost eight months ago?"

"Yeah yeah, it's gotta be." Bulkhead beamed.

"Or she was always with them and is loyal to the decepticon cause." Arcee frowned not liking to hear of him trusting her so easily.

Bulkhead understood Arcee wouldn't trust any decepticon, he didn't blame her. "None of it is clear. She's working for the wrong side and looks as if she doesn't know herself at all yet."

"If your right Bulkhead, she might consider it, but we can't force her to turn sides. It's also a great risk for her being here, but I'll decide once I meet her, which might be sooner then I realize."

Bulkhead couldn't get her out of his head. Seeing a young femme in the decepticon's clutches turned his gears almost painfully. Someone like that shouldn't be with them. There wasn't anything he could do other than wait it out and see what the outcome will be.

Bloodbloom needed to be with them, for a chance and an opportunity for a better future.

Sorry its short, such a pain when they are. But hope you all enjoyed and thanks for reading. Sorry if it was a bit OOC, I tried. Don't forget to review and ideas are always welcome.