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Chapter 4
A small ship was seen dodging flac as it tried to escape the planet's gravitational pull. Normally this wouldn't be a problem but the ship seemed to be having engine trouble… to put it lightly. In the mad escape attempt one of the two engines had been blown completely off. Luckily for the pilot the engine had gotten a good distance from the ship before it blew up.
"Arrr," the pilot growled as by some miracle he managed to dodge another round of flac. At this rate he wouldn't even get out of the solar system much less all the way to the planet the Minicons were on.
"Slaggit!" he yelled doing a barrel roll that should have been impossible in a vessel he was piloting, but it was effective. He sped up away from the planet heading toward the small dot in the distance that was known as the Sun.
The pilot collapsed back against his chair. He was safe for now as long as the ship held together. He set the coordinates and turned on the autopilot, and then lay back in his chair. It was a three-day journey to his destination and he'd need the rest for the battle that awaited him there.
His last thoughts before he dozed off were 'You better watch your tailpipe you bastard. Nobody messes with me and mine and gets away with it.'
Sideswipe was really hating the room arrangement right now. He had to walk right by Spindle's barrack to get to Blurr's. Sideswipe was certain that either Primus or the guy who assigned rooms hated him.
'Slag! Jetfire and Red Alert make the room arrangements! Frag, it's not my fault I walked in on them in the infirmary! They're the ones liable to blind someone, carrying on like that in a public place,' Sideswipe thought as he tried to tiptoe by Spindle's room.
"Hello 'Swipes," Spindle says from behind Sideswipe.
'Goddamnit! What did I do to deserve this?' Sideswipe thought to himself.
While he was busy trying to figure this out Spindle took the opportunity to wrap an arm around Sideswipe's waist.
"Hey!" Sideswipe yelled as he started to struggle to get away. Unfortunately Spindle was larger and stronger. With one simple movement, Spindle spun Sideswipe around and in his room with the door closing after them.
Blurr really needed to talk to Sideswipe. Whoever Spindle was, he knew Sideswipe way too well for Blurr's liking.
Walking along the hallway Blurr almost didn't hear the whimper coming from Spindle's room. Almost.
Blurr stopped and stared at the door. That whimper sounded a lot like Sideswipe. Coming from Spindle's room. Spindle's ROOM!
Realization dawn slowly as Blurr stared at the door. Sideswipe was in Spindle's ROOM. Why the SLAG was Sideswipe in there? Sideswipe wouldn't be doing anything like—
No he wouldn't. Not willingly. Blurr stood straighter with a new resolve. Pressing the door open button he strode into the room… to find Spindle pinning Sideswipe up against a wall while doing his best to kiss him. Of course with the way Sideswipe was struggling Spindle was having a hard time with it.
Seeing enough Blurr strode forward calmly, grabbed Spindle and threw him into the wall. Then he grabbed Sideswipe and strode out.
Setting a still startled Sideswipe down on his bunk, Blurr quickly looked him over for signs of injuries of any nature. Satisfied that Sideswipe wasn't hurt—and that Spindle's painful death could wait a little longer—Blurr sat down next him on the bunk.
"Who's Spindle? And don't give the he just the new recruit thing cause it's pretty obvious he's more than that."
Sideswipe looked away for a moment then turned back toward Blurr with a sigh. "He's my ex. We were together for a while before I joined the Autobots. He got a little controlling, tried to keep me from hanging out with my old friends and my brother. After that things got worse and I broke it off," Sideswipe explained giving the barest explanation, leaving out how when he'd been ten minutes late getting back from visiting his brother Spindle had gone off the deep end and beat Sideswipe so badly he couldn't move for a week. That had been the final straw. As soon as he was strong enough to leave his recharge berth he'd called his brother for help. When Spindle had been out, Sunstreaker came over and helped Sideswipe gather what he needed and leave. The next day Sunny took him to a recruiting station and had them sign him up for a tour of duty.
Sideswipe had to smile at that memory. When he signed the contract promising so many years of service to the Autobots his only though was that it would get him far away from Spindle. He hadn't even dreamed that he'd meet someone new to help him heal. But he did. That planet he got sent to was where he met Blurr. It had taken some time but they eventually got together. Then the Minicon war began again and Blurr got called to fight on Earth. He'd told Sideswipe to go back to Cybertron and wait for him there. He was so mad when Sideswipe showed up on Earth he gave him the silent treatment for over a week before even acknowledging their relationship. Sideswipe was pretty sure him almost being kill by Wheeljack and the amount of time he spent with Hot Shot—plus the hugging—had helped Blurr get over his anger real quick.
Rad sat watching the sunset over the desert. He was worried about Sideswipe. With Spindle around Sideswipe would not only be in danger but also it would cause the return of old fears.
Rad didn't know what he'd do if something like this happened to him. Hearing his father's name was enough to give Rad a panic attack. Seeing him again would probably kill him… if his father didn't do it first. The man hated his youngest son for some reason Rad had never been able to figure out. Shad, Rad's older brother—their mother chose the rhyming names for reasons unknown, though from what Rad remembered she had been high all the time—hadn't ever been able to figure it out either. Or he had but just refused to tell his baby brother. Anyway, because of his father's hatred Rad was been abused from the time he was two till he was nine. Shad, who turned eighteen that year, decided to pick up his little brother and run. Social Services and the cops caught up to them in Phoenix and separated them. Shad was arrested for a while since their father claimed Rad had been kidnapped. Luckily Shad convinced Rad to tell the police about the abuse. That got his father ten years on it's own. Apparently he'd also been dealing drugs on the side so he got another ten years added on to that.
The issue of Rad's caretaker came up again after sentencing. Since an unemployed eighteen year old wasn't considered a proper guardian for a young boy with a history of abuse, Rad was put into foster care. Luckily the Baileys were specially trained to deal with children who had life long abuse issues so Rad had become a self-confident young man instead of a withdrawn youth.
A few rocks sliding above him brought Rad back to the present and made look up. The last thing he saw before everything went dark was a large metal hand reaching down and grabbing him.
AN: R&R
Xandra: Whew!
Brigg: You're really getting into the dramatic cliffhangers, aren't you?
Xandra: Yup.
Brigg: So, who grabbed him?
Xandra: ummm…
Brigg: You don't know!?