Ch 13

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The scenery was one he had seen before and yet it never ceased to leave him perplexed by its beauty. This time though the sun was rising instead of setting and his small companion wasn't resting this time in the tree that sat near by. Instead the small mini-bot was seating propped in a lounging like manner his back against the side of his shoulder and his feet resting near his master's head.

Axle could hear the small bot's low rumble hum the equivalent of a light snore. He really amazed his taller companion as to how hyper he could be on some occasions. But when he wasn't he was sleeping in a similar manner he was now. Axle attention wasn't on Far Fetch though it was the sound of footfalls approaching him from behind toward his right. Nothing could escape his sensitive audios.

He didn't have to active his rifle nor did he even have to put up his guard, he new those vibrations tempo to well even on this soft organic material under his large feet. Long shadows stretched behind the two tower like mech's, nearly the same in length with the other. Axle was only a few inches shorter than the Autobot leader but he never had let that intimidate him.

Switching to Cybertronian dialect "I'm pleased to know your back to your somewhat old self Axle" stated Optimus Prime his voice only a whisper

When Axle started to chuckle he found it a little uncertain as to why he was "Oh have I now?" he answered back in the same dialect amusement in his voice

"Yes you have. I can see it."

Axle sighed and crossed his arms over his chest receiving a growl from Far Fetch but paid him no mind. The leader was right he had changed since he had arrived on this planet and only in a short period of time at that.

"You may be right. I've had a lot to think about."

The two quieted for a few moments as if they were attempting to ease off the tensions between them. There was a long shadowed story between to the two mechs and they had always been able to read each other. When tension was strong between them they'd fall silent for a while before continuing.

"Why didn't you tell me about your little brother?" asked Prime his vocals still a whisper.

He didn't have to worry about Axle not catching it unless the black bot had set his audio receptors to lower decimal levels or completely turned them off. Not likely. Even were he stood from Axle he could sense the other stiffen from the question. It had to be asked.

Looking down at the ground "To keep him safe." He paused for a moment clenching his fists that were now at his sides "Which I failed measurably."

Finding him self turning toward the black bot his back away from the sunrise "You haven't failed Axle. And you wont not with me . . .and my team around. He's out there waiting for you." Keeping his voice firm and strong but gentle as he looked into thoughts dull light colored red optics.

Axle slumped his shoulders and continued to look down at the ground that saddened look on his face. Optimus could see it made him sad to. Shaking his head he raised his arms and gripped Axle by his arms and gave him a gentle shake. Ignoring another growl from Far Fetch

"Axle we've known each other for . . .longer than I can remember. Why didn't you come to me for help?" Axle remained silent and circulated air in a robotic sigh.

"You were already under stress Prime you had . . ." for some reason Axle trailed there but Prime knew why but he didn't press that matter.

Continuing and stating over "I just couldn't and by the time I realized my mistake I couldn't turn around."

By this point Prime had released Axles arms and let his own drop to his sides. Again the two fell silent the tension coming back but Axle and maybe even Prime needed a chance to recollect their thoughts before they continued. They could remember back in the beginning when the first time they were forced to work together; when Axle was still an Autobot. The two hadn't gotten off at a good start only until that one day they were forced to work together. From there on they had created their own private methods of keeping them selves in track and from tearing the other apart.

Axle and Optimus Prime hated each other always had always would but for some reason they were the best of work partners. No one understood them like the other did. When Megatron had gone AWOL and then Prime's life and gone from bad to worse. No one, not ever Ratchet, the best of the best, could help the Autobot leader. Axle, who had long since disappeared at that point in time, came back at some point and somehow, still unknown to this day, had pulled Prime back in working order.

They, as in Autobot's, had won many a battle afterwards but Axle only remained in the shadows giving his hand when it was needed always had always would, end of story.

"Axle" breaking the silence into pieces

Dark blue optics met none threatening dull sad red ones.

"You were there for me when I needed to be pulled out of my self created abyss. Now after all these years I have to return the favor."

Smiling despite him self "Prime getting my little brother back is a self retained goal of mine. Its something I and I alone can achieve you should know and understand that."

Finding himself smiling as well "Well I can still lend a hand" shrugging his shoulders

There the two erupted into a quiet laugh between them. Far Fetch growled for the third time and turned over on Axle's shoulder using the bottom of his foot to kick Axle in the side of the head, none to lightly at that.

"You two mind" he growled in Cybertronian placing his hands under his head and shutting off his optics

Axle looked down from the corner of his optics at his smaller companion who didn't look all too happy. Prime put a hand on his hip and looked at the slick silver mini-bot.

Narrowing his optics at the mini-bot "Knock it off Fetch!" his only reply was a snort and the little bot rolling on his side blue optics turned off. Heaving his own sigh Axle shook his head and looked over at Optimus "He had to much energon last night."

The two erupted in a good-natured laugh once again. Recovering from there laugh Prime put his hand on Axle's shoulder, opposite of the hung over Far Fetch keeping his smile but serious.

"Its good to see the old Axle I use to know" nodding his head once

"So no hard feelings about what I said the other day?"

Chuckling "Of course not. You were angry and upset and I understand why now. Its understandable."

Far Fetch growled and knew exactly what to do to get back at the two mech's who chose to ignore his warnings of not being quiet why he suffered from, what we'd call, a hangover. Letting out a snarl Far Fetch brought his foot up and kicked the black head once again.

Catching the action just as Axle stalled not believeing what the small bot had done, Optimus took a step or two back and held his breath, friguretivly speaking of course. Finally coming out of it Axle heaved a growl and swung his claw like hand around and plucked Far Fetch off his shoulder. The little mini-bot squeaked as he suddenly had no suface under his body and felt cool air rushing over his body.

Glaring at the skinny skeleton like mini-bot Axle bellowed "And for that I'm suspending from ever last privilege you have! That means NO surfing the web, NO high grade, NO driving me, and No scaring the humans live stock or anything else under those categories."

Far Fetch froze in his spot still mid-air in Axle's grip all limbs frozen, and optics wider than usual.

"WHAT?!?!" he bellowed, "You can't do that! I'm not a sparkling that you can boss around! Put me down!" fraying his arms every which way attempting to make Axle let him go. He didn't care how far the ground was he'd had worse.

"OH Yes I can and NO! Now transform!"

"NO!" snapping back admittedly

"NOW!!!" bellowing, even making Prime who was staring a little dumbstruck from his distance were he stood

Far Fetch crossed his skinny arms over his rib cage like chest and fixed Axle with his most heated glare but Axle just glared even feircer daggers back. After a few minute stand-off Axle won. Letting his partner transform he placed him in his chest only activating that latches that kept him there safely just in case he decided to get his revenge.

Placing his hands on his hips and letting a snarl still a little angered by what Far Fetch had said. Prime chuckled at his friend despite the risk of getting a verbal assault.

"It's about time we left. We don't wont to make the others wait for us."

Recovering from his anger Axle nodded and with out a word spoken between the two they transformed and drove off leaving everything quiet once again on the Lookout.

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Stretching his arms over his head despite that there was a roof to his car above his head Sam Witwicky then yawned. He was tired even though he knew they were going to get up early and start there road trip he didn't go to bed early like he had planned on. His love of his life was seating beside him in a similar state that he was in. Fighting to keep their eyelid open Sam was glad his car could drive it self.

"Stop that," ordered Mikaela from the passenger seat

Sam looked over at her and grinned. She had her hand to her mouth as she yawned making him wonder if she had stayed up late as well. It would make he not feel so bad for going to bed at one in the morning.

"Your making me do it," she mumbled still half yawning

Chuckling "Sorry forgot yawning is contagious. What time did you hit the sack?" crossing his arms behind his head still smiling

Mikaela finally stopped yawning gave her head a shake and she frowned "I went to bed earlier than normal thank you very much" crossing her arms over her chest

"Yawning is . . . contagious?" asked Bumblebee his voice even threw the radio was still a little raspy

Sam chuckled and slid down the seat getting comfortable "So they say but there's no proof." Still grinning

Sam turned his attention to the outside. In the distance he could see a small mountain range, they were common in these areas. It was early so the traffic was totally unbearable but you still saw cars pass usually a few minutes apart from each other. The sky was glowing a dull blue as the sun started coming up. It was an all right sight but the young teenager was still tired. He found his eyelids getting heaver and within a few minutes he was fast asleep.

A few yards behind the gold yellow Camaro and his two human's Optimus Prime trailed at the end of the convoy in the inner lane his frame gleaming slightly as the sun started peaking over the mountain range.

Not to far from him in the outer lane Axle started to slow to even his pace with the Autobot leader. Prime didn't notice till the black Roush was beside him evenly.

"What's wrong Axle?" he asked adamantly now at full attention

"The signal it started up again" his voice low even over the private line

Getting slightly more concerned "Is it moving?" he asked

"Yes it's heading this way. Its now in a state called Kentucky soon it will be in Illinois."

Optimus Prime could hear the concern in Axles voice and Prime could understand why. If it was his little brother he was either moving on his own accord or it could be the Decepticons or worse both. Prime hoped for the first suggestion. He had to reinsure his companion.

"Don't worry Axle. Stay aware of the signal so we can hopefully intercept him."

Axle took a moment to reply worrying Prime "Yes sir"

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