Chapter Fifteen

Optimus felt terrible he did as she asked, but she was captured not him. They just injured him. It was her they wanted. He looked down at the harpoon sticking out of him, as he sent out a distress signal to Ratchet.

It seemed like such a long time before they arrived, and when Ratchet saw the harpoon sticking out of Optimus. He heard the long stream of curse words from the medic, and it would have been humorous if he hadn't been concerned for Missy's well-being.

"The humans have Missy she protected me but it wasn't me they were after, they wanted her not me," Optimus said.

"How do we find her teacher?" Lennox asked as Optimus shook his helm.

"I have no clue," Optimus growled.

Optimus felt bad she had protected him and for what for her to get captured instead of him. He winced as Ratchet started to administer a strong sedative for his leader and all Optimus could think of was what would they do to her?

"Missy," Optimus whispered as the sedative kicked in and he was forced into medical stasis.

Lennox watched as Ratchet got the harpoon out of Optimus' stomach, he glanced back over at Optimus.

"He, okay?" Lennox asked.

"He will be once I take care of him completely," Ratchet said as Lennox sighed heavily.

"This is bad, this is really bad," Lennox said as Ratchet took a glance at Lennox then went back to overseeing his work on Optimus who was thinking about Missy.

Several hours later…

Optimus' POV

I kept fighting the sedative Ratchet gave me, he kept scolding me telling me I was worse than a youngling. I was worried about Missy my memories swirled around her once more.

Memory 1

"How do you know about our interfacing cables?" Optimus asked bluntly as she swallowed her gum choking.

"Blunt much," she suddenly said.

"This coming from a femme who talks about giving me oral and riding me,"

"Oh my, God, just shoot me!" Missy said as Wheelie and Brains watched her snickering.

Memory 2

Optimus was feeling a strong attraction to Missy. He was still confused about it, but he was starting to think this is what love was. It felt nice, actually getting to know her.

"You still haven't answered my question," Optimus said.

"I'm not sure actually. It just came to me one day," Missy said, her face getting red.

"Your face is changing colors," Optimus pointed out.

"Kill me now," Missy said, her face growing redder.

"Why would I do that?" Optimus asked.

"It's an expression," said Missy. "You see, I really, really, like you."

"You really like me?" Optimus deadpanned. "In what way?"

"Oh, um... y-you know... romantic," Missy stuttered.

"Romantic," Optimus repeated.

"Yeah. Why do you think I wrote romance stories about you?" Missy asked.

"I never thought of it that way. I have read your works, torture and romantic ones. You are a good writer," Optimus complimented.

"T-Thank you," Missy said.

She looked up at the larger being, heart racing and skipping a few beats.

"So, does this mean you'll let me ride you?"

Optimus let out a booming laugh. He smiled down at her.

"Not yet you won't," Optimus said.

Just the idea of her doing oral on him and riding him was heating his body up.

"Dang. Well, I tried," Missy said, giving him a cheeky grin.

Memory 3

"Missy, would you like to go for a drive with me?" Optimus asked.

"I would like that," said Missy.

Optimus nodded, then transformed down. He opened the door for her, letting her get inside. Missy got in, the two leaving the base. Optimus drove for miles, just enjoying her presence. He pulled over, hiding his form in some trees. He activated his holoform, helping her out before he transformed. Optimus sat down, his holoform pulling her close.

"Missy, I find myself really attracted to you," said Optimus.

"Like the same way I am to you?" Missy asked.

"Yes," Optimus said.

"Good," Missy said, leaning forward to kiss him.

But the holoform fizzed out. Missy was confused, looking up at Optimus. She gasped, seeing a harpoon sticking out of his stomach. Optimus looked at her, pain in his optics. Optimus coughed, energon leaking out.

Missy turned around to see Savoy and Attinger standing there, Joyce getting out of the SUV as well. Anger filled her.

"Optimus, get out of here," Missy said.

"I can't," Optimus said.

"You have to. I won't let them get you," Missy said, looking at him. "Go. I'll be okay."

Optimus knew he had to get out of there. He didn't want to leave her, but he knew she would be okay. She had her powers. Painfully, he got up and ran, hiding so he could call for Ratchet.

The last thing Optimus saw was Missy being taken away by those evil humans.

Memories end…

Still Optimus' POV

What would they do to her? She wasn't like other humans and we had no idea how to contact Thor or these Avengers he belonged to my Missy was at the mercy of these slaggers.

I thought for a moment…My Missy? I liked that idea her belonging to me all mine, but right now I had no idea where she was and my spark cringed and raced with fear and worry about what they were doing to her.

Xxxxxx

Missy felt heavy, like she was filled with lead. She struggled to open her eyes. Her head hurt and she felt so tired. But she had to wake up. She needed to check on Optimus.

Slowly, her eyes opened. She looked at the dull ceiling above her. A bright light clicked on, sounding more like a boom. Missy closed her eyes before trying again, getting adjusted to the lighting.

"Where..."

"In our lab."

Missy's eyes widened at hearing that voice. She looked to the side, seeing Attinger there with Savoy and Joyce. She looked down at her wrists and ankles, seeing them bound tightly with straps.

"Let me go you assholes!" Missy demanded, struggling to get free.

"No need to. There is no escaping. This will become your new home," Attinger said.

"So welcome home," Joyce said.

"You won't get away with this," Missy spat.

"Oh, but we already have," Joyce said.

He stepped back and motioned for his men to take over. Scientists came over, poking and prodding at her. One stuck her arm with an IV, giving her saline so she didn't dehydrate. Another IV injected her with a strange liquid, dark in color, almost like blood. Missy screamed, arching up. The dark liquid burned her going in.

"Like it? It is a new poison we are testing. It is meant to fool enemies into thinking it is blood for their soldiers. But don't worry, it doesn't kill. But you'll be in terrible, terrible pain for a few days," Joyce said. "Inject her some more. I want three IV bags of it in her."

"Three? Is that so wise sir?" one man asked.

Joyce walked up to the man, putting his hands together.

"Yes. You see, we are men of science. And we do what we must for that science. So, when I say three IV bags, I mean three IV bags! Do you understand?!" Joyce said.

"Yes sir," the man said.

"Good. Now get to it," Joyce said.

The man nodded, scrambling to do what he was told. He hooked up two more bags, connecting them to two branching tubes in the IV line. Missy screamed more, arching and convulsing. The monitor next to her was hooked up, sticky patches being attached to her chest and sides.

"Excellent. Continue to monitor her vitals and keep her alive," Attinger said. "She will be the reason Optimus Prime will come to us. That is, if he truly cares for the girl. If not, the other will surely come. I don't care which one comes."

"And if they both come?" Savoy asked.

"Then capture them both," said Attinger.

"With pleasure," Savoy said.

Missy felt tears pool in her eyes. She was scared. She wanted Optimus. Her vision started to go out, and she was blacking out.

'Optimus... help,' Missy thought, succumbing to the darkness.