Hmm…this is quite odd… I actually had this chapter done before Resurrection was finished. That, and chapter four, too. Wow. Strange. Anyway, sorry if I confused anyone with the little baby bot… He'll be integral in bringing Wheelie and Windy t'gether if ya know what I mean… Alright, here's chapter two!

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Chapter 2

SCREE! SCREE! SCREE!

"AGH!" Windracer tumbled off of her recharge pad quickly, and landed with a dull thud on the ground. "Damn… don't the Autobots know of a little thing called the 'snooze button'?!"

Windy pulled herself to her knees, letting her dragon-like wings unfold and stretch for a moment. That's when Sideswipe went running by her open door. "C'mon sis!" He shouted quickly, stepping inside.

"What's going on?"

"Invaders!" he answered, grabbing her arm and helping her to her feet. "Someone's warping in!"

"So the 'Cons want into our base again… Alright, lets get outta here!"

Warp Gate, Autobot base

Seconds after reaching the warp gate, Windracer saw a form take shape, and then appear fully.

It was Wheeljack!

Instantly, seven weapons were leveled at the Decepticon, minus Windracer, who hadn't forgotten that he had saved her only a few weeks before, and Optimus, who really didn't look forward to a firefight.

"Well, well, look who's come for an aft-kicking!" Hotshot spat, keeping his optics trained on his former best friend.

"I'm NOT here to fight," He snapped, bringing his focus onto Optimus, who was calmly surveying this situation. "I've come here for help."

"HELP?!" Hotshot echoed, seemingly insulted by this. "You've got a LOAD a' nerve coming to US for help!"

But Optimus help up his hand, silencing his soldier's rather irate voice. "Lets hear your reasoning, Wheeljack, before I make my decision."

The Decepticon nodded, and shifted his position. A small object of black and silver was nestled tightly in the crook of his arm. Windracer looked closely at it, and gasped. It was a baby Transformer!

Hotshot snorted. "What'd you do NOW? Don't tell me he's YOURS…"

"He's not," 'Jack snapped. "I'm guessing he was thrown into a warp gate, and just so happened to appear at the moon base. Megatron ordered ME to get rid of him."

"And so why didn't you?" It was not Hotshot who asked, but Optimus. "You could have just abandoned him in a desolate spot, so why come to us?"

Wheeljack looked down. "I realize that I made a mistake when I changed sides all those years ago… and I humbly ask that you accept my request to rejoin the Autobots."

Hotshot barked a harsh laugh. "Now THIS is funny! I'll bet you're gonna ditch us like Starscream did!"

"I will NOT!" he shouted back, his Decepticon temper flaring. "I'm NOTHING like him, I stick to my promises!"

"Oh yeah, well ya obviously didn't when you swore loyalty to the Autobot cause the FIRST time around!"

"That was different! I was-!!"

"Will you two PLEASE quiet down?" Windracer interrupted quietly and calmly. She gestured to the baby mech in Wheeljack's arms. "Besides, you guys are scaring the armor offa this little guy… So would it hurt you to just put your weapons away?"

Optimus nodded in agreement. "Windracer has a point. There's no real need for weapons right now."

Hotshot and Sideswipe, still not very happy about the events that took place back when Wheeljack had first come to earth, begrudgingly placed their weapons back into their subspace pockets. But, ignoring the tension between the three, Windracer walked calmly toward the Decepticon.

"Let me take the little guy," she said to him, stepping closer.

"Windy, don't go near him!" Hotshot quipped, suddenly. "We can't trust this guy as far as I can throw 'im!"

She huffed. "Give it a rest, Hotshot, he IS the one that saved me from the oh-so annoying Blenderbutt…."

"B-but…"

Windracer ignored Hotshot's pleading and had now reached Wheeljack. "Here, lemme see 'im."

The 'Con turned protective for a moment. "Be careful. I think he's been injured."

She couldn't help but smirk. "Don't worry, he'll be safe with me." Grudgingly, 'Jack handed him to her, and, almost instantly, the baby bot pressed himself against her, trembling with fear. Upon closer inspection, the baby did look damaged, and so she turned to RedAlert. "Hey-"

The medic answered her question, before it had even been asked, and nodded. "Come with me and I'll look him over."

"Okay," Windy said. "You guys can straighten all of this out without me and the little guy.

Prime nodded, and watched the two, plus the infant, head for the medbay.

Hallway, Autobot Base

"So, uh, Red, Whaddya think his name is?"

The medic smirked, but shook his head. "I wouldn't have the slightest clue."

The former human looked down at the child, who was still trembling, but not as much. It was then that she took notice of his coloration. "Heeeeey! Raider's colors!"

RedAlert stared. "…Come again?"

"You know… Oakland Raiders, the football team?" She took notice of Red's blank expression and sighed. "Over your head… 'S a human thing… Anyways, the Raiders' team colors are black and silver…"

The medic looked thoughtful, and smirked. "Hmm, Raider seems suitable."

"Hehe, yeah!" She then brought her ice blue optics down to the infant. "So ya like that, Raider?"

The baby giggled and nodded, giving a little smile as well.

"Well alright then, Raider it is!"

Warp Gate, Autobot Base

"So the fact of the matter is that you want to change alliances again?" Optimus questioned calmly.

Wheeljack nodded, not focusing on anyone but Prime, for his former friend looked about ready to jump at his throat. "I have already removed as much of my Decepticon programming as I possibly could without risking injury to my hard drive."

Optimus thought for a moment. "Hmm… I hope you know that once you join, you WILL be targeted by Megatron."

The Decepticon nodded. "I know. But I will do my best to keep that between him and I."

Prime shook his head. "As an Autobot, we function as a team. One members' problems become the whole teams' problem."

Wheeljack looked pensive for a minute, and then nodded in response. Inwardly, he was smiling to no end.

"Well then, I have nothing more to say to you, other than Welcome back to the Autobots, Wheeljack."

"You've GOT TO BE KIDDING!" Hotshot shouted in protest.

But Optimus seemed to ignore his attitude and said calmly. "Trust me Hotshot, I do NOT kid about such matters."

"…So he IS on our team now?!"

"Yes."

Wheeljack, out of habit from the many years under Decepticon control, dropped to one knee as a salute. "Thank you, Optimus sir."

Prime looked down at him and said in a friendly tone. "On your feet, Wheeljack. I am not Megatron."

The new Autobot brought his optics up from the floor to Prime, who stood stock straight and saluted him with his right hand. Taking his example, Wheeljack rose and did the same.

At that moment, Wheeljack couldn't be any happier. He was now free of Megatron, free of the Decepticons, free of keeping this facade up any longer. To him, at least, he had returned 'home'.

TBC

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