Chapter 26

Kon

Optimus Prime/ Knock Out

They hauled the large blue mech into the reenforced closet. Knock Out had brought the mech out of Stasis. Optimus watched carefully as Knock Out backed away from the unknown bot.

The bot had become fully aware of his surroundings, slowly Knock Out could sense the panic as he tried to access hos weapons array and transform.

"Give it up." started Optimus Prime. "Your weapons system and your T-cog have been disconnected. All attempts to harm or Transform are futile. You will answer any questions we have, is that understood?"

The mech made no indication that he understood.

The Prime growled, Knock Out watched Optimus interact with the mech in front of them.

"Optimus," started Knock Out. "Are you sure that thats going to work?"

"It has to" stated Optimus. "Prowl is going to be in charge of his interrogation."

Knock Out nodded, "How long until he cracks?"

Optimus shrugged. "unknown. But he will give in. Prowl has never failed me yet." Optimus smiled to his mate, "But, for now, why don't we just go to our quarters and enjoy some alone time?"

Knock Out smirked, "Of course!" stated Knock Out. The mates moved to their shared quarters.

Prowl watched as they exited the main area and moved over to the console. Ratchet turned to the police cruiser, "Contacting Jazz?"

Prowl nodded, "It has been a while since I have talked to him and our Sparkling."

"Tell him I said hello." stated Ratchet turning his attention back to Ironhide. Prowl nodded bringing up the comm link for the epsilon-three out post. Jazz answered, the vid feed showing him and their blue sparkling.

Prowl smiled to the small being, "How is he?" asked the dodge.

"He still just squeaks, First aid said that he will grow out of it. Squeakers is healthy." Jazz smiled back bouncing the sparkling up and down. The sparkling giggled, having fun.

"How are you two doing with out me there?"

Jazz calms the giggling sparkling down before answering. "He keeps pinging you and finds you, but when he wants you to hold him or looks around for you he gets frustrated when you aren't there. I am doing my best to keep his mind off you. He misses his Sire." stated Jazz.

Prowl smiled to his sparkling, Squeaky held up his servos expecting a hug from his sire. Jazz wrapped his servos around Squeaky pulling him into a tight hug, then tickling the sparkling before he had a chance to register that Prowl wasn't the one giving him a hug.

"Hows the base?" continued Prowl.

"Fine, Magnus stopped by a few cycles ago, Mirage and Hound needed First Aid for separation. His crew in the Xanthium took off through another space bridge."

"Thats good, I hope to see you soon Jazz."

Jazz nodded and smiled "Me too, Prowler."

"Autobot Outpost Omega 1: out." stated Prowl then cut the feed just in time for the Sparkling to start crying.

Optimus and Knock Out sat laying down on the Primes large berth, relaxing as much as they could, the Gestation pod had been moved to the Primes quarters for better security.

"Optimus," stated Knock Out awaiting a reply.

"Yes?"

"When you said 'alone time' This was the last thing I had in mind." stated Knock Out as another commercial appeared.

"What do you mean?" asked Optimus.

"I thought we would be doing something a bit more..." Knock Out brought up one of his digits to gently trace the area above the Primes spark chamber, "physical."

Optimus smirked and positioned himself over the red sports car closing the gap between them. Engines revved in anticipation, the television played more annoying commercials. Optimus moved his servos over the Aston Martins spark chamber. Knock Out wrapped his servos around the Primes neck, deepening the kiss. Prime grazed against the sports cars' grill causing Knock Out to rev in pleasure. Knock out removed one of his servos from around prime and started to prob the abdominal plates slowly moving up to the steel bumper.

"No back to," started the television as the Prime broke the kiss and turned his helm to the television, "As the Kitchen Sinks."

With that the Prime got off of his mate and turned all attention to the television. Knock Out rebooted his optical sensors, just to make sure he was seeing thing correctly. When the sensor had been rebooted Knock Out gave a disappointed sigh. He allowed his visage to show his frustration. Knock Out sat up staring daggers at his mate and Prime. Crossing his servos over his chest he never took his gaze away from the Prime.

Another commercial break had torn the Primes gaze away from the television and what ever stupid human soup opera Television show he was previously enticed with. Automatically going to where he had left off during the last commercial break only to be stopped by an angry looking Knock Out.

"What?" asked Optimus.

Knock Outs optic twitched, "What do you mean what?"

Optimus let out an un-prime-ly squeak as he dodged datapads sitting on the stand next to Knock Outs side of the berth.

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