Chapter Twenty-Two

Missy was pacing the floor in Ratchet's medical bay; the medic narrowed his optics at her.

"Will you stop that," he finally growled as she jumped at his tone.

She glanced up at him, and then smirked.

"What?" Ratchet asked.

"Noelle likes you. She thinks you're hot, Ratchet," Missy said

"Is that right?" Ratchet asked as he kept working making Missy roll her eyes.

Missy bit her bottom lip then. She was worried.

"Optimus doesn't like me anymore, does he?" Missy asked sadly.

"Do not be illogical he loves you with all his spark, he just… He has had a complicated life and a bit mentally damaging to him." Ratchet said. "You can find out through the bond now, all you need to do is search the bond," Ratchet said as Missy nodded and walked over to the human chair and sat Indian style in the chair.

Missy was able to nudge the bond and Optimus could feel it and his spark hurt. He didn't mean to be yell at Missy. He could feel she was testing the bond, and then he realized she was trying learn more about him. Things that could cause her to hate him and be disgusted in him, and he couldn't lose her.

Not now, he had just found her and loved her so much.

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Missy felt tears run down her face, Optimus was abused physically, mentally and verbally. It broke her heart. He shouldn't have had this happen to him, she would take good care of him and make sure he forgot his past.

Missy played with the pink bracelet Thor had given her, which would allow her to become The Pink Avenger a name in fact she hated. She was so distracted she hadn't heard Ratchet leave being summoned by Optimus for his help.

Xxxx

Optimus led the others, Lennox, Epps, and Graham along with Ratchet and Ironhide, as they drove to Noelle's. Noelle had been drinking hot chocolate and reading some reviews on some of her other stories. It was then she heard a consistent pounding at the door, she frowned and started to get up when the door was kicked in by Lennox.

"Oh shit," she remarked as she took off not really realizing who it was or anything not that she would know it was Lennox.

Noella took off while Lennox went after her, and Epps grabbed her laptop and other things. She ran right into Optimus' human holoform, and he grabbed her.

Xxxx

"Hey! Let me go!" Noella said. She looked up at the man who grabbed her. "Oh damn, you're hot."

"ENOUGH!" Optimus yelled.

Noella wasn't intimidated. She tried to run again, but her tank top tore in half. She didn't notice however in her attempt to escape, not caring at the moment.

"Hey, anyone ever tell you that you sound like Optimus Prime?" Noella asked. "Oh, this is so cool! Just wait until my friend hears about this. Someone who sounds like Optimus Prime!"

Prime growled then.

Prime grabbed her and dragged her into his alt- mode while she was kicking and trying to scream for help. But Optimus used his holoform's hand to cover her mouth as he managed to get her into his cab. But Noella wouldn't get caught that easily. She kicked his knee before making a break for it. She hopped out of the cab, running.

"Get her!" Optimus shouted. "Ratchet, stun her!"

"Hey, Ratchet is- oh shit!" Noella stopped for a brief moment to see another man appear in front of her. "Oh, be still my beating heart…"

"This won't hurt a bit," Ratchet said, holding a sedative, cutting her off.

"If you can get me!" Noella shouted, running off again and dodging the medic.

She was a handful, to say the least. She would run and avoid getting caught by the others, teasing and throwing sassy remarks to them on how they can't catch her and they were getting too old. But she made a fatal mistake. She flipped over a rock in her yard, but tripped on the dirt patch on the other side. She summersaulted as she fell to the ground.

"You are in deep trouble, Miss Richards," Optimus said, looming over her.

"So what? I'm always in trouble," Noella retorted as she looked at her tank top and frowned.

It was torn!

"This was my favorite!" Noella exclaimed as Optimus' holoform snarled and looked away. "Who are you by the way?"

"I am Optimus Prime," the mech said.

"Optimus Prime? Really?" Noella asked. "My friend Missy Rainer really loves you. I'm more into Ratchet. She writes a lot about you, and I write because of her. Love her interface stories. By the way, where is your interface located?"

"You are lucky that is all that was damaged in your attempts to escape," Optimus replied.

Noella crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.

"Whatever," she mumbled.

Silence hung in the cab, while Noella's eyes saw the eerie black Topkick and the green and white search and rescue vehicle. Then she glanced slowly to the flamed semi she was in, and her head turned toward the man driving the semi.

"Do not have a tone with me, Miss. Richards, why did you write that piece of literature about having me captured by Sector Seven and tortured for information?" Optimus demanded.

Noella merely glanced at him with a startled expression in her eyes.

"How did you know about that?" she asked.

"Do not think for one moment that I am up alerted to such matters, now why did you write it?" Optimus asked once more a little more forcefully though.

Silence...

"Answer me!" he shouted losing his patience.

Noella jumped then.

"Alright, jeez!" she exclaimed.

"Well?" he replied waiting for her answer.

"Alright, my friend Missy Rainer I got inspired by her writing. Besides she is crazy about you has all sorts of toys and plays with you constantly moving your parts. You still haven't answered my question of where exactly is your interfacing parts located," Noella said.

"What?" Optimus asked taken off-guard by the comment and question as he swerved slightly.

"I asked where you where your interfacing parts were?" she asked.

"I know what you asked me," he growled.

"If you knew then why did you just ask me that question then?" she questioned as Optimus just merely glared at the blonde.

"You are unfathomable," Optimus remarked clearly disgusted in the situation.

Optimus was not happy at all it all was boiling down to Missy Rainer, and he was not liking that not at all. He loved his mate. He truly did. But this was just bringing back too many painful memories for him. Ones he had hoped would stay forgotten. But some have come back to haunt him. And he was sure by now Missy found out about his past from her probing the bond earlier.

It was really giving Optimus a spark-attack of anger and worry and fear. He couldn't lose Missy. He wanted and needed love for so long. And she had given it to him. She truly did care about him. Bonds don't lie. He could feel she holds no ill will towards him.

His processors wandered back toward what Noella said about Missy and their interfacing units. Why were they both obsessed with their interface units? Missy now knew some of it from mating with him, but Noella is something else. Maybe he would just hand her over to Ratchet to deal with. But that may earn him a wrench or few.

Oh, Primus, help him. What was he thinking? Ratchet would kill him if he did that. Maybe Missy would be able to help with the situation. Noella was her friend after all. Dear Primus, he hoped Missy would help him. But he first needed to find out if Missy would still want him after learning his past.