DMK: Alright, glad my first filler wasn't too bad from the response I got, so, here's number two. I think... ENJOY! AND REVIEW! XD

Chapter Eight

Decepticon Base, The Moon

"Are you ABSURD!?" Megatron roared at the holographic image of Sideways, which stood in the center of his room, grinning. "You have a lot of gall to come back here, you traitorous virus!"

'I know the implications, Megatron, but you'd be interested in what I've managed to dig up on your missing soldier...'

Megatron lowered his sword from hacking at the transparent Transformer, and set his chin. "Go on."

'It seems...that Wheeljack's back with the Autobots...he didn't kill that small Transformer you found in the warp gate, either. He and that female Autobot are actually taking care of it.'

"You lie," The Decepticon leader grated plainly. "I would have picked up on his energy signature by now."

Sideways chuckled. 'Hate to burst your bubble, Megs, but he had your tracker removed. And since there's been no Minicon activity, there's been no reason for him to leave the base at all.'

He snarled. "If you are leading me on, Sideways, I will rip you in half and then feed you to the Sharkticons of the planet Quintessa, and then jettison whatever's left into the sun! Are we clear?"

This seemed to please the virus, and he smirked again. 'Then it's a date, Megatron, but I assure you I am not lying.'

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Autobot Base, Earth

The last ceramic target fell to the ground in shambles, and both Autobots in the room exchanged grins.

"You know I got that one," Windy said confidently.

Wheeljack answered in response: "As if, I had that one before you even fired!"

She sighed, slouching her shoulders in fake resignation. "Okay, fine, if you say so." Placing her weapon back on the wall rack, she glanced back to her friend and noticed a somewhat thoughtful expression on his face. "Hey...what's wrong?"

He looked down a little, uneasy. "Just...well, what happened a few days ago... I can't stop thinking about it..."

"Bet that was the best time you've had since you got here, huh?" Windy said with a wink.

His face flushed and he looked away. "I...I can't deny that, heh...but... I feel so out of place now... Almost...uncomfortable..." The mech had a tough time forming his state of mind into words.

"Well...that is because you, my friend, need to lighten up." With a grin, Windracer walked forward until she was less than a half-arm's length away. She got up on tiptoe. With a slow, calculated motion, she laced her arms around his neck and tightened her grip, bringing them both close.

Wheeljack's face flushed an even deeper red as his spark beat quickened, his body stiffening from the uneasyness. But once he felt the femme's lips softly brush his own, he relaxed, and embraced her in return. At that time he hefted Windracer up off the ground slightly with his strong arms. They parted for a moment, nose-to-nose, looking into each other's optics, and then continued kissing once more.

Until Sideswipe walked in, that is. "Hey Windy, I was wondering where you-AHHH!" He stumbled backwards, covering his optics with his hands.

Wheeljack was startled from the shout, and dropped Windracer from his arms by accident. She landed on her rear end hard. "Sideswipe!"

"I'm sorry! Sorry! I had no idea that I was interrupting anything!"

Wheeljack looked ready to run, having been caught in the act, red-handed, but Windracer sighed and got up slowly. "It's alright, we shouldn't have been doing that in here..."

The first thing that ran through Wheeljack's almost panicked mind was, 'Oh great, he's going to tell Hotshot about this for sure! I'm as good as dead!'. He was put at ease however, when Windy's voice cut through his thoughts.

"Sideswipe...you didn't see ANYTHING, alright? This never happened, nobody can know. Especially Hotshot."

The young mech eyed Wheeljack nervously and nodded. "Yep, didn't see a thing, Hotshot won't hear a word of it!" Fortunately he respected his adopted sister's privacy. That, and he didn't want to find out what else Wheeljack could do to him...

She sighed in a bit of relief. "Good... He'd hang us if he found out that way..."

Sideswipe scratched his nose out of anxiety, glacing at the two Transformers once or twice, Windy shifted from one foot to the other, looking down, while Wheeljack averted his gaze to the nearest wall. All three of them had not the slightest clue as to what to say.

After a few more moments of uncomfortable silence, Wheeljack spoke up. "Well...I uh... have to get back... Windsheer can manage Raider for only so long, you know..."

Windy gave a giggle. "Yeah, alright, sure. Tell the little guy hi for me."

He smiled and nodded. "Sure thing..." With a short, quick movement, he gave the femme a quick peck on the cheek and then headed to check on Raider.

The female Transformer watched him leave, her face flushed a soft pink. Sideswipe, meanwhile, gave an uncomfortable cough. "Uhh...sis?"

She turned to look at him fully. "Yeah?"

"I'm really sorry about walking in on you like that...I didn't know you two were..."

"It's alright, you gotta admit the look on your face was hilarious..."

He scratched his cheek giving a nervous chuckle. "Uh, yeah, heh..."

"Wait... so...you're not mad about it though? Didn't you not like Wheeljack?" She tilted her head, confused.

Her 'brother' slouched over. "To tell ya the truth...I was more scared of him than angry... But since I saw him taking care of Raider the way he does and now this-...I guess I can come to terms with it... The only thing I'm worried about is how you're going to tell Hotshot...I mean he already suspects something from the way you two hang out..."

She sighed. "Might as well do it now... I should come clean now before he finds out himself..."

"Well... I'll come with ya, okay?"

"Alright then!" She grabbed his arm and started off in a small jog, Sideswipe in tow. "Let's jet!"

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Decepticon Base, The Moon

Angered by him, Megatron turned halfway around and planted his fist into a nearby wall. "Then where's my proof?!"

Sideways looked over to a nearby computer console, which flickered on seemingly by itself. Once Megs brought his attention to it, the virus seemed to go still as scenes began to play on the screen. There was Wheeljack, busy constructing the Axalon ship beside several Autobots; Wheeljack, in a target range alongside Blurr and some others; Wheeljack, sitting next to his Minicon holding that small infant Transformer; and Wheeljack, walking down a hallway, arm-in-arm with that blasted femme. Megatron snarled angrily, again planting his fist into the nearest wall. "Arrrgh! He will pay for this betrayl!"

'You want a chance to execute him, yes?' Sideways drawled calmly, watching his reaction with amusement.

"I would like nothing more than to take the Requiem Blaster to him right now," Megs spat back.

'Well...give the Autobots a reason to come out of their cave. Take over a human power plant, attack a city, whatever you want; it'll flush them out. You'll have your chance to get even with him.'

Megatron turned, looking at Sideways thoughtfully. "Why did you tell me this? I killed you."

'Oh, I shouldn't let a little thing like death get in the way of helping the Decepticons, now should I? Plus this news was just SO important, I had to share it with SOMEONE who'd appreciate it...'

He grunted at his suck-up act. "Yes, well, you have my gratitude, but I will not fully trust you after what you did."

'And I don't expect you to...' Sideways responded. 'But you know where to find me when you need information...' His voice trailed off eerily as he began to fade away. First his limbs, then his body, then his head, until finally, those two piercing optics disappeared with a low and malicious chuckle.

Confused, ill-at-ease, angry, but mostly angry, Megatron again created a new dent in his wall, glaring at the images of Wheeljack with disdain. 'This is far from over,' He thought in the back of his mind. 'You are in it knee-deep now, Wheeljack...'

TBC

DMK: Dun dun duuuuuun! There ya have it! My second of the two filler chapters! Now I can move on without feeling guilty! XD

Windracer: Well, almost. YOU HAVE TO ALL REVIEW IT OR ELSE SHE WONT POST ANYTHING! .

Wheeljack: ::has red lipstick kiss-marks all over his face:: YEAH! . ::DMK and all the readers stare at Wheeljack, who blinks in surprise:: O.o;; uhh... I'm going to go now! ::grabs Windracer around her waist and runs off::

DMK: O.O;; well then... uh... okay... review...?

And PS: Fighting in the next chap, Promise! For some reason I want to do a Hotshot vs. Wheeljack scene... and have somebody jump in halfway through... I don't know... if someone could help me tie it in between this chapter and the next one where it could happen, please do... ::begs:: PLLLLEEEEAASSSE!!!