DMK: Wooo! POSITIVE RESPONSE! I LOVE POSITIVE RESPONSE!! ::dances with happiness:: And since I do need filler-age… THANK YOU ALAEYA FOR THE IDEA! I'm going to do that! Even though the 'Cons just think Wheeljack was captured or something… so yeah… Here we go!

Windracer: Woo-hoo!!

Wheeljack: ::sniffling off in the corner:: T-T I'm not a perv...really I'm not...

Windracer: O.o;; uhh... we know you're not Wheelie! We all love you! ::pounces on him:: :3

Wheeljack: n.n!! Well alrighty then! Lets get this story underway!

Chapter Seven

Wheeljack's personal log

I still can't believe what I did...I let my emotions take hold when they shouldn't have! For the moment, we enjoyed it, but afterwards...well, I can hardly look at Windracer in the optics without the two of us feeling uncomfortable... I mean we're still good friends but if Hotshot were to catch wind of what happened, he would probably kill me in my recharge! He's so protective of her, Primus forbid he finds that out; I'm going to have to worry about the Megatron and the Decepticons soon enough and I don't need to worry about my own teammate...

Decepticon Base, Moon

Megatron stomped about the Moon Base, frustrated, angry, and wondering what in the Pit was going on. Anyone that got in his way ended up in pieces, and unfortunately, Cyclonus was one of them.

"OWOWOW! Cut that out boss I didn't do anything wrong!!" He ducked and ran as Megs started taking pot-shots at him. "What'd I do this time?! Why in Primus' name are you mad at me?!"

"One of the best warriors of the team has now been M.I.A for weeks! His warp Transponder's not functioning and I can't pick up his energy signature. I HAVE A RIGHT TO BE ANGRY!"

Cyclonus didn't stop to talk it out with him, instead he continued running down the dingy halls until he came into the throne room, where many of the others were just hanging about. He tripped and fell, landing on his face, and found the Starsaber's glowing point pressed into his back. "When I give you an order, Cyclonus, you do not question it, understand? I'm preoccupied with Wheeljack's disappearance and I don't have time for your shenanigans!"

'All I did was say 'Why?'...' he thought in his mind, not moving. "Y-Yes sir, I won't do that again, promise!"

"Good," He grumbled, removing the Starsaber. Silently, he began to retreat, Thrust at his heels.

"Uh, Megatron sir, if I can help just-Agh!!" The coneheadded Decepticon found himself thrown hard into a wall by his leader's clenched fist, never even finishing his sentence.

"I do not need your help, Squidhead, just keep your trap shut like the others and do what you're told. And nobody bother me for the rest of the day, I'm going to get my recharge." Megatron resumed his pace, not even looking back.

Sideways grinned from his spot in the darkest corner, undetected. 'My, my, my... he's in quite the mood, isn't he? Heh... I think it's time I step in...'

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Demolisher stared in surprise at Starscream, who was sitting on Megatron's throne casually while Megs was in his quarters. The seeker had just pitched a seemingly outrageous idea at them. "You...you really think he was captured?"

"Those conniving Autobots probably did take him, heck, he might even be decomissioned right now," Cyclonus said, rubbing his sore head absent-mindedly. "Bet you dollars to brain chips they interrogated him, too."

"Should we tell Megatron?"

"If you want your head blown off go right ahead, but I'm not going near him until he cools off."

"Tidal Wave say go find out, go make sure," The huge hulking 'Con said. "No false alarm."

"Hey, Tidal Wave's got a point! We need a scout or something!" Cyclonus agreed. "But who'd be nuts enough to go down to the Autobot's base?" First Starscream, then Tidal Wave, then Demolisher, followed by Thrust, brought their attention to the helicopter. "Oh, no, nonononono! I am NOT going down there!"

"Then I suppose you have a better candidate, Cyclonus?" Thrust questioned. "I'm all auds."

'Leave that to me.' Everyone's head snapped up in surprise at the voice, and they looked about.

"Who's there?! Show yourself!" Starscream jumped to his feet, both of his wing swords at the ready. When he noticed the grinning pink optics in a dark corner, he grumbled. "Oh, Sideways. I thought we killed you."

'I told you I'd be back.' He said coolly. 'Now do you want someone to infiltrate the Autobot's base for you or not?'

The Decepticons looked to each other. "What's the catch? Why should we even be discussing this matter with a virus like you?"

'Because I'm the only one who can get in and out of there safely. Unless you all want to go there yourselves and risk your skidplates...'

"No, no, I suppose not. But this can not be traced back to us," Thrust broke in wearily. "You tip Megatron off yourself if it comes down to it."

The Virus grinned with his optics, getting Cyclonus and Demolisher to shudder. 'Fine by me.' And seconds later, the two optics faded away into the darkness.

Tidalwave frowned. "Me no like this... Sideways shifty."

Thrust wasn't much happier. "Yes, I know, but if we want to get Megatron out of that foul mood and find out where our comerade has gone, I don't think we have much of a choice..."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Axalon Hangar Deck, Autobot Base, Earth

"Hey, uh, Windracer...you seem to be pretty friendly with our newest member," Smokescreen said as they both worked on the half-finished Autobot ship.

The femme's shoulders slouched, her face turning a bit red. "What makes you say that?"

"Well you stick up for him all the time...you'd think he could do that himself..."

"Listen, he's not the best at socializing. You wouldn't let Hotshot tear him apart the way he does, would ya?"

Smokescreen paused from his work, looking thoughtful. He hadn't really heard the way he spoke to him, but had gotten the rough idea from Windy and Sideswipe's conversations. "Eh...now that you say it like that...I guess not. He ain't a bad kid, really, just a bit confused."

"So you'd trust him?"

"...Well he saved your hide once, and Raider's too. I don't know about anyone else, but I think that makes him trustworthy."

Windracer sighed as she worked some metal paneling onto one side of the ship's hull. "Wish Hotshot'd be that trusting of him."

"Give the kid a break, he'll earn his trust soon enough."

"But Hotshot's been saying that-"

"He said a lot of things and sometimes they happen anyway. I mean Sideswipe's not lashing out at him all the time is he?"

"No...but then again Sideswipe has a decent head on his shoulders..." She grumbled again, still fuming slightly at Hotshot, and retuned to building the ship. So caught up in her work, she didn't seem to hear the airlock door to the hangar bay open, nor notice Wheeljack walk in. He looked about silently.

"Heh, speak a' the devil..." Smokescreen said under his breath, looking halfway over his shoulder. Windy's head snapped up and she, too, glanced to the door.

"Well hey Wheeljack!...you come to help us work on this ship or what?" Windracer added the last bit a bit teasingly.

He looked up at the giant ship a bit thoughtfully. "I was...out here working on it a bit this morning..."

"Aha!" Smokescreen jumped in. "So you're the one who did all of that work on it! Nice job, kid. Wish we all had your work ethic."

Wheeljack smirked a little at the friendly conversation, feeling a bit more at home. "It helps me clear my mind, tinkering away at stuff, that is."

"Huh...so then what brings you here if you're not comin' to work?" Windy put her hands on her hips after setting her tool down.

"I was just...wandering around and came across you...So you, uh...up for a round of target practice?" He asked shyly, unsure of himself.

She grinned at him. "I was just going to ask you the same thing. Of course I would." With a slow, calculated move, she linked her arm in his, his face flushing with color. "C'mon, let's go. Plus I think we got some things to talk about, anyways."

For a minute he couldn't find his voice, but then he smiled. "Right."

Smokescreen bit his lip, grinning to himself, and quietly returned to his work on the ship. As he sautered some paneling onto it, he chuckled. 'Oh yeah...they got it in for each other...'

The two Autobots left the hangar bay and walked down the hall, arm-in-arm, oblivious to the pair of optics watching from in the rafters. Sideways. He grinned to himself, chuckling deep in his throat. 'Well, well well... Megatron will be most interested in this...' With another nasty, echoing cackle, the two optics faded away into the darkness.

TBC

DMK: HA! The plot thickens!

Windracer: -.-;; wasn't that supposed to be a filler?

DMK: ...well...it...kinda is... and the next one is too! This one's where Megs gets tipped off and such. So yeah. ::to the readers:: but even though it's a filler-ish thing can you still review? Pleeeeease?

PS: The reason Sideways is speaking in italics is because he's still in his virus form, ya know, after he got slagged in "Detection", so he sounds wierd... and yeah... so enjoyish!