Right, initially I accidentally stuck this where Chapter 17 should have been, 19 in the list so if you've read this already, okay, go see 17 19, it's actually Chapter 17 now. Otherwise, I'll do a double update today, for those who did catch it before :)
Anyway, a billion hugs to Bee4ever and Firerose Prime who kick me in the head on occasion, pointing out my more gratuitous errors and plotholes, they give me the struts to keep going, and the little niggling ideas that turn into full blown chapters. Reviews and critiques are quite appreciated, anything you recognize, I don't own. I figure it's safe to say that from time to time.
Chapter 24 - Training Day
(MPOV)
"Ironhide!" I shouted in a pissed off tone.
"Mikaela!" he shouted back.
"If I strip this thing will you shoot it for me?" I called over in a pleading tone.
"Why not shoot it yourself?" Hide grinned down at me as I fumed over an absolutely destroyed jeep that would no doubt defy even rebuilding.
"I don't have a gun, and you're faster with the cannons besides," I grumbled.
"Wait until you're a bot and then we'll see about that!" Ironhide rumbled with a grin, leaning down and picking me up lightly.
"Where we going?" I asked curiously, sitting in his hand easily.
"We, are going to the training field," Ironhide declared.
"There's no way I'm gonna keep up with you lot on the field!" I stated indignantly.
"That's why we picked something up for you, coming Ratchet?" Optimus rumbled cheerfully, leading the way out of the hanger.
"If only to make sure I'm close enough to pick up the pieces," Ratchet grumped, rolling his optics and following.
"What the scrap are the lot of you getting things for me for?" I demanded, then thought of something, "What did you mean 'Wait until I'm a bot'?" I looked at Ironhide.
"Nothin'," he shrugged, grinning.
"Well, seeing as you're currently exiled onto a top secret base and maintaining military equipment without pay or any real complaint we figured giving you a bit of stuff could substitute a paycheque." Lennox shouted up at me, walking beside Ironhide.
"I'm exiled on a tropical island surrounded by awesome friends and working at what I love, in one of the best equipped shops on the planet! It's the best work vacation a person can possibly have!" I shouted back, "You know me, I'd be going stir-crazy if I wasn't helping Ratchet!"
"Point stands!" Lennox grinned at me as Ironhide set me down. "You're still in the same shape you were at Mission city right?"
"I guess," I said with a frown, "It's been a while since I've done a proper run though."
"Well, from now on you're running with us." Lennox commanded briskly, handing me a silver disc. "While you're here, you're Petty Officer Mikaela Banes."
"Commission into the army?" I gave him a lopsided grin. "Does that mean I have to wear fatigues?"
"No, but it turns out the amount of work you've done equals a commission and a set of wheels," Lennox grinned, "So the army, being the army decided to grab one of these for you, seeing as it's retail value is the same as your wages should have been." He walked over and pulled a tarpaulin off of a bike. I froze.
"No," I gasped, staring at it.
"You don't like it?" Lennox looked at me worriedly. "You always crossed me as-"
"Shh," I murmured, holding a finger in his general direction. "Dream logic states that the second I touch that beautiful machine I'm going to wake up. Lemme look at her for a few minutes." I began circling it slowly.
"I hope you don't mind, I took her out to break in the engine and new tires, so the shine is off a bit..."
"Sixty miles? Perfect for racing now," I murmured, finally daring to run my hands along the seat and tank. "There's no way in hell I've racked up this amount of work, do you even realize just how expensive these things are?"
"Joys of the army, they can justify spending a ton of money so long as it isn't wages," Lennox rolled his eyes and grinned at me. "Are you going to fire her up or not?"
I grinned and straddled the seat the next second, turning the key, kicking into neutral and firing up the engine. A roar, a purr, I stretched against the bike in mechanic's ecstasy.
"Do you hear that timing?" I moaned over the engine's purr, "Have you ever heard something so sexy? I need my helmet!" I jumped up and began sprinting toward the hangar, only to be caught up in Optimus' hand.
"They're right here," he rumbled quietly, offering me pants jacket and helmet. I could hear a hint of a smirk in his voice.
"Leathers!" I shouted with a broad grin, "and a new helmet too?" I grinned up at him.
"With a radio, if you are eventually going to do maneuvers with us, we need to communicate," Optimus rumbled calmly.
"Yes sir," I grinned up at the mech as he set me down beside my bike, it was a moment's work to strip out of my coveralls and fly into my leathers. I indulged myself slightly, stretching and working myself into it properly.
::. Radio working alright?.:: Optimus' voice came clearly over the speaker.
"Loud and clear," I grinned, "I'll be back in a second, I want to get the feel of her." with that I kicked into first and took off on idling speed, testing the balance. I did a slow lap around the old runways, thirty.
::. Yo! That as fast as you can go fleshbag?.:: Mudflap's voice taunted over the radio.
::. Not much faster than those little sticks they call legs!.:: Skids added.
"Oh! Oh is that how it's gonna be!" I called back in mocking indignation as the two cars flanked me. I surreptitiously geared down.
::. Yeah that's how it's gonna be!.:: Skids shot at me, I could hear his grin.
::. Remember the rule, no harming the humans.:: Optimus' voice interjected mildly.
"I'm shocked you two," I laughed, turning lightly around the corner as they slowed slightly to do the same, "You don't actually expect me to open her up on the first date? You gotta romance her, learn what she likes, become attuned to her wavelength." I explained expansively, lightly weaving back and forth in a final balance check.
::. Pay close attention to that one.:: Chromia' voice smugly came over my radio.
Awesome.
::. Maybe we should give her an optic for that helmet, you need to see Prime's face Kae.:: Ironhide's voice chuckled. There was a muted crash, oddly. The distinctive sound of an elbow meeting chest plates.
::. Slooowwpoooke!.:: Mudflap grinned, pulling ahead of me slightly.
"You ready to eat those words?" I called out baitingly.
! Whatcha gonna do about it fleshbag?.:: Skids shot back immediately.
"Gonna make you Eat. My. Dust!" I shouted, slamming down my visor and opening up the throttle, the bike came into her own, shooting ahead of the twins as we raced along the straightaway, they revved up and raced after me.
"C'mon you two! Gotta do better than that to keep up with a fleshbag synced with her ride!" I shouted gleefully, flying up through the last of my gears.
::. Slow down! You're almost at the curve!.:: Skids shouted indignantly.
I took her down one gear and leaned, skimming the skidplate on my knee along the ground, low enough amid the high grass surrounding the track that I no-doubt disappeared.
::. Mikaela!.:: Ratchet's voice shouted just before I finished the turn.
"Hey Skids, Mudflap, you coming or what!" I shouted gleefully, righting the bike into the next straightaway and flying toward the gathered bots.
::. Oh girl! You can ride me anytime!.:: Arcee's voice came over my speakers.
"Now that's one hell of a compliment," I grinned, screeching to a halt at Optimus' feet. I pulled the helmet off and cut the engine, sitting the bike and waiting for the twins to catch up. I couldn't resist stretching out my muscles and pressing myself against the seat. "Oh by the gods I've missed that!" I moaned.
"Your pheromones are off the charts," Ratchet teased me lightly.
"I do not doubt it," I grinned up at him, relaxing in the seat.
"Who the hell taught you that?" Lennox demanded, jogging toward us with a few soldiers behind him.
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you," I quoted at him blandly.
"Loyalty... check," Graham grinned. I stuck my tongue out at him quickly.
"She's already got her speed, I say she does maneuvers with us," Ironhide rumbled with a grin. I glanced up to see Optimus nod.
Ratchet grinned and pulled something from his chest, his holo flickered to life and offered the light pack to me.
"What's this Ratch?" I asked him curiously, settling my helmet down on the ground.
"C'mere, it's something for you to shoot with," Ratchet snorted, carefully helping me into the pack. "If you're going to be doing maneuvers with us, I'm going to make sure it's beneficial."
"Wait, she gets Auto-bot Weaponry?" Lennox demanded indignantly.
"Being as Mikaela is the only human capable of using that, yes," Ratchet shrugged.
"Okay but how does it work?" I asked curiously, letting the holo strap the pack firmly to my back and running the cord down my arm into a mechanical glove.
"It taps into your neural network and collects the energon that's been building in your tissues. It won't hurt." Ratchet stated comfortingly.
"Oh. Yeah I'll pass on that!" Epps piped up with a shudder. A couple of soldiers nodded agreement.
"Alright, let's give it a try then," I shrugged, pressing a button on the glove. A tickling, creeping feeling, as though a couple of loose hairs were moving about on my back caused me to squirm slightly. "That feels weird," I frowned, then winced as the filament fine cables pierced through my skin, "You're a rotten liar Ratch," I added, shrugging my shoulders and flexing at the itchy, mosquito bite feeling of the cables.
"It does hurt! I knew it!" Epps added victoriously.
"No, not hurt precisely," I shook myself lightly, "it's... itchy... like acupuncture needles or mosquitos – whoa!" I looked around in bemusement.
"What?" Lennox asked.
"I got double vision," I looked up and blinked. "Yep, definitely double vision, I can see Optimus and the ground at the same time." I moved my hand about, making sure not to aim at anyone. "That's wild!" I laughed, flicking my hand around. "Target, target..." I cast about and caught sight of a tree-stump. Squinting at it I aimed my hand, a surge of icy fire raced up my back and down my arm, an incandescent ball of energy seeming to emerge from my knuckles to engulf the stump.
It exploded into fire.
"Fuckshitfuck!" I shouted as Ironhide howled with laughter, he aimed and shot the stump a second time, destroying the fire's fuel source. The twins were in agreement for once, hooting right beside Sideswipe.
"What... what did that... stump ever do... do to you!?" Sideswipe choked out between guffaws.
"Come here, Kae," Ratchet chuckled, reaching for the pack, I guiltily made to take it off.
"Don't be absurd," Optimus rumbled, lightly patting my shoulder with an enormous finger. "Ratchet is simply going to adjust it to training mode."
"But what if I actually hit one of you guys!" I exclaimed, the shock more evident in my voice than I would have liked.
"Well, considering you just shot a ball of pure energon, you'll likely be powering the rest of this lot up rather than injuring them." Ratchet chuckled, the click of switches causing the filaments to adjust themselves under my skin, stroking my nerves in a way that sure as hell didn't hurt. "Quit squirming will you?"
"I can't help it, whoa, that feels friggin weir-augh!" I suddenly had to lean against Optimus' leg or risk collapsing.
"You alright Kae?" Ratchet asked innocently. Mocking innocence, he knew damn well what my nerves were saying at the moment.
"You did that on purpose," I glared at him, panting while struggling to stand on rubbery legs. The tingling throb low in my abdomen did absolutely nothing to help my concentration. I took a deep breath, fighting to not let it shudder.
"That's what you get for teasing us," Ratchet stated blandly, patting my shoulder.
I didn't quite understand that, I'd have to ask Optimus later.
"Do I want to know?" Lennox asked curiously.
"No, no you most certainly do not," I stated, still leaning heavily against the Prime, "I can feel you laughing Optimus," I added, lightly thwacking my knuckles against his ankle.
"Me? Never," Optimus rumbled blandly as I made my way to the bike again. The soldiers ran to a few of the jeeps, I looked at them and noticed with amusement that they were the ones I'd completely rebuilt. I burst out laughing the next second.
"Okay boys!" Lennox bellowed from the lead jeep. "Kae built these, so now we get to test if she actually managed to Graham-proof them!"
"If that's the case," I bellowed over to them. "Keep in mind what modifications or shortcomings you find in them so I can fix it!" Lennox gave me the thumbs up with a broad grin. Graham settled into the drivers seat, already fiddling. I watched with a smirk as he obviously popped the clutch. I got off my bike and ran toward him.
"What's this do?" he asked curiously, pointing to a lever I'd added to the dash.
"Secondary Rev control," I smirked. "Clutch in, brakes. Turn it on. Put her in second. Seatbelts." he obeyed and I nudged the lever, increasing the revs to the point that popping the clutch would have him spinning his wheels, not stalling. "Remember this number," I told him seriously. He nodded curiously as I backed up from the hummer with a grin as the soldiers watched me curiously.
"Pop the clutch!" I called out to Graham with a shit-eating grin.
He obeyed and the soldiers promptly began whooping and howling as the truck began inching forward, squealing it's tires.
"E-brake off! Gun it!" I bellowed. Graham obeyed and the hummer took off like a rocket amidst the cheering soldiers. I ran back to my bike with a grin as the Jeeps and Hummers got back into formation. The soldiers had wolfish grins on their faces, and we hadn't even started yet.
"Alright, Mikaela, you will ride with Arcee," Optimus ordered, I quickly wound my hair and slid the helmet into place again.
"Ratchet, you're sure this won't hurt you lot?" I asked quietly, taxiing to sit beside Arcee.
::. They'll be fine.:: Ratchet told me calmly.
"Don't hit the humans!" Skids and Mudflap chorused, rapidly transforming and taking off. Arcee's holo flickered, a raven haired woman sitting with sultry poise on the sleek motorcycle.
"Now that's hot," I grinned at her, kicking into gear and watching for her signal. She grinned at me and audibly got into gear herself.
::. Let's Roll!.:: she commanded briskly over my headset, roaring off. We wheelied side by side for a second before I took her left, staying tight to her seventh.
::. Team Call!.:: Ironhide's voice half-shouted over the radio. He and Optimus called out names, and each team rapidly separated, Arcee and I idled beside the rumbling Peterbilt.
"Mark!" Lennox shouted. Across the field, shouts of 'Set!' sounded. Arcee and I caught each other's eyes and nodded, she added her 'Set!' as I eyed who of the other team I'd be aiming for.
::. Let's see what you can do.:: Arcee told me softly before taking off at high speed, the two of us staying tight to Prime's left flank. In moments we were in the thick of things, Arcee transformed alongside Optimus. Time slowed. In that moment I saw their vulnerability as they transformed, fighting focus snapped into place as though it hadn't been years since... I ruthlessly stopped that thought and pulled in front, blasted away a few shots, returning fire as quickly as I could.
::. Good Girl!.:: Sideswipe bellowed beside me ::. Cut Left! I'm on your flank!.::
In seconds I was all but lying on my left side with Sideswipe staying tight on my right. Full circle and I was flanking Arcee again.
The 'Battle' became pitched at that point, the secondary vision making it ridiculously easy to hit what I aimed for. Out of worry I avoided hitting faces and chests like the plague.
::. Little Sister! Recharge!.:: Sideswipe shouted, holding a hand toward me, I fired, hitting his palm perfectly and watched with a second's interest as a few dings in his armour popped back out. Prime shouted behind me, without even thinking about it I swung my hand behind my back, seeing him somewhat crippled. I spun about and automatically blasted the twins, they retreated as I shot Optimus' hand, flying past as his nanites repaired the tube in his leg. He was up and rolling by the time I'd circled around again.
::. Mikaela! Covering fire for Arcee!.:: Optimus called out, I watched her path and began firing at anything that came close to her. Graham among a group of broadly grinning soldiers roared toward her while I snarled softly. A flush of energon seemed to change the glove on my left hand. I frowned and fired a wild shot then let out a whoop of laughter at the splat of orange on the ground. A second later Graham and his vehicle were pelted with bright orange paint as I zoomed past. Another flush of energon and I caught Ironhide's chest plate with a burst. He stared at me in indignation.
::. Hitting me in the most strongly armoured place will do nothing in battle!.:: he commented in a stern tone.
"I'm keeping away from faces and sparks!" I called back, cutting sharply right to stay on Arcee's six.
"Where in the hell did you get paint balls?" Graham bellowed as we roared past toward Prime again. I swung my left arm around and saw him laughing as he batted at the orange.
::. Little Sister! Recharge!.:: Sideswipe grinned, holding a palm toward me again. I laughed and double tapped his hand without so much as slowing down. There was a shriek from just behind me, I watched Chromia transforming mid-air and fall heavily. In seconds I was making a screeching halt, kicking the stand down and kneeling beside her.
"Busted a tire," she groaned as the noise around us lessened.
"No doubt, that's one hell of a spike in your tire," I stated calmly, setting my helmet down on the ground and lightly turning her tire until I could reach the nail. "You okay if I pull this?" I looked up at her with concern.
"Go for it," she nodded, sitting up lightly to watch as I quickly pulled the rusty nail and pocketed it. "Trust me to find the only bloody nail on an airport runway," she rolled her optics. "Charge me up will you?"
I gave her a lopsided grin and backed up slightly, aiming carefully for her shoulder and firing a light burst of energon, watching fascinated as her wheel struts righted themselves.
"Get back on your bike, I'll cover you!" she said with a grin, jumping back onto her tire as I wound my hair up and settled the helmet quickly back on. We raced off together, headed back toward the 'battle.' I rejoined Arcee quickly and started firing again.
The battle became truly extreme at that point, I never noticed the soldiers backing off to the side to watch, staying in the thick of things beside Arcee all the while.
I didn't notice the passing time until it was suddenly difficult to see.
::. There's the opening! Go!.:: Arcee shouted suddenly, I raced forward through the hole.
Time slowed. Ironhide was falling toward me, his cannons out and powering up to fire at the ground in his own style of a handspring. Without even thinking about it I dropped to my side, skidding and spinning along the ground beneath him. I aimed upward as his cannon came above me and fired. Ironhide was blasted up and backward, landing heavily as I kicked back up onto my tires and kept going. I swung my hand back around to see him hefting himself up to stare at me incredulously.
::. Mikaela!.:: Ratchet and Optimus were bellowing in terrified tones.
"Focus!" I bellowed back, racing toward the 'flag' and snatching it up with barely a hiccough in my speed. I tucked it into my jacket and touched my front brakes, spinning around with smoking tires and racing through the 'enemy' ranks back toward Optimus. Arcee took my flank, providing covering fire as we dodged and weaved through the slower moving 'bots. I reached Optimus and threw the flag-canister up at him. He caught it, straightened and commanded everyone to group together.
Taxiing around somewhat I settled beside Arcee, who grinned at me as Chromia took my other side.
"Where the pit did you learn that?" Chromia grinned at me. I glanced around to see the soldiers well out of earshot.
"I learned city racing from my Uncle. Underskidding in urban areas takes you under semi-trailers. It gets people off your tail when they think you're dead on the other side." I grinned.
"Good work, everyone." Optimus rumbled, looking at each of us in turn. "Skids, Mudflap, you did better with your teamwork today, but you still have work to do. Arcee, you and the girls stuck together very well, but you left an occasional opening on the right. Mikaela." he looked down at me with a small frown, "Your speed and ability to take orders was good, but you never once made a critical hit."
I blushed and looked down.
"Optimus, she hit precisely what she was aiming at," Sideswipe of all bots spoke up. I glanced up at him curiously. "You did good Little Sister," he grinned at me.
"Gotta give the Femme credit for not wanting to injure her allies," Ironhide added, looking down at me approvingly. "Gave me a turn when she hit my chest, not my spark. But her reasons are sound. It's an unfamiliar weapon for her, we can't expect her to know that one of those shots to a spark would provide a full recharge instead of repairs."
"Killed the lot of us in one pass!" Graham added, showing off the orange paint splattered over everyone's hearts.
"Good," Optimus nodded, "The rest of you, you know your strengths and weaknesses, just as you've learned each other's. The earth has turned from the sun, and has reached the time for rest. Roll out."
"Little Sister, you're still wired right?" Sideswipe grinned down at me.
"I... yeah," I said with a frown.
"Sparkshot, go for it," he grinned, turning to face me fully.
"But..." I frowned.
"You're still calibrated properly," Ratchet said with a smile, "Go on, you need to get rid of the fear of hurting us with that. I might as well throw a pie at you."
"Okay," I said quietly, my hand flashed up and let off a shot, directly into Sideswipe's chest before he even looked twice. He flew back and crashed down.
"FUCK!" I shrieked.
Optimus looked down as Ironhide howled with laughter.
Sideswipe sat up and shook his head.
"Aw man, you gotta try that!" he exclaimed, laying back down again.
"Fuck, I just – FUCK!" I shouted.
"It doesn't hurt," Optimus rumbled gently.
"Do me!" Ironhide chuckled. I stared around myself in shock.
"Go on Kae," Optimus rumbled with a low chuckle, reaching down and touching my shoulder with a gentle finger. "It doesn't hurt, I promise."
"Optimus I blasted him off his bloody tires!" I moaned. Sideswipe looked up at me.
"You try getting blasted with an enormous cake," he grinned, and belched. "Man! Can't do that much, get fat."
I stared at him.
"Seriously?" I asked weakly.
"Seriously," he grinned, jumping to his feet. "Share it around little sister. Everybody else does it!"
I sighed and aimed for Ironhide, "if you say so..." a ball of light caught him in the chest, knocking him on his aft, he began laughing again.
"Now, how many of us can you catch before you feel tired?" Ratchet asked curiously.
"Let's see I guess," I shrugged, swinging my arm around and letting off shots the second a spark was in sight. In moments I was surrounded by a circle of sitting auto-bots.
"You aren't tired?" Ratchet looked at me incredulously. I frowned for a second.
"No, not appreciably," I said with a shrug. "I mean, I just spent what? Six hours buzzing about on my bike after a year or so without the practice, so my legs feel a bit shaky, but I don't feel tired..."
Graham walked toward me with Will and Robert behind him.
"Hey Mikaela, where'd you get the paintballs?" he asked with a grin.
"I was about to ask the same," Ratchet's voice came from directly behind me. I jumped and turned to face his holo.
"I don't know," I said truthfully, looking down at my left hand. "I saw you lot roaring up to menace Arcee while I was providing cover fire and got frustrated, and then this happened!" I frowned for a second and felt the same flush of energon as before, the glove changed over my hand, increasing the size of the tube and narrowing my vision slightly.
"It shouldn't do that," Ratchet frowned, poking at the pack.
"It transformed, why shouldn't it?" Epps shrugged, "It's your guys' technology."
Ratchet's holoformatic face blanked out for a second before he sighed.
"And here we thought you were joking about syncing," he shook his head and looked at me mournfully. "It's probably going to hurt to get this off of you."
"Why?" I frowned, looking at the glove, it transformed back into the original, sleek glove. A moment later I poked the button and felt the fibres retracting from my skin. "Oh, ow, barbed," I grunted, twitching and trying to force my muscles to relax. A few irritating tugs at the base of my spine and neck and I was free, carefully un-buckling the pack and handing it to a stunned looking Ratchet.
"The energy readings haven't changed," he muttered, staring at me with a worried expression.
"Ratchet?" Optimus looked down at us.
"Optimus, do a scan on Mikaela," Ratchet frowned, his holo winking out.
Optimus gazed down at me calmly.
"Her energy readings are stronger," he stated blandly, looking at the medi-bot.
"She transformed the pack," Ratchet added, looking at Prime meaningfully. Optimus let out a slow gust of air from his out take valves. I frowned slightly, several of the Auto-bots' sparks had a touch of worry in their resonations.
"I'm gonna go get some grub," Epps announced, turning toward the hanger and closely followed by a dozen soldiers.
"That, sounds like a brilliant idea," I grinned, starting up my bike and following them.
(OPOV)
"Major," Optimus rumbled softly, watching the girl idle slowly alongside the soldiers, chatting and joking with them easily. "Mikaela may need to stay in the hanger with us. Her bio-signs are becoming too close to those of an auto-bot. There is no EM shield around the apartment complexes."
"So what, she's becoming an Auto-bot?" Will asked, walking alongside the mech.
"No, she's integrating the knowledge from the All-Spark, and converting a great deal of her own chemical energy into energon, but she won't simply spontaneously transform into an Auto-bot." Ratchet stated blandly, giving Optimus another significant look. "But she is giving off a definite energon reading now. It's still weak, but growing stronger."
"What do we do about it?" Lennox asked calmly, watching the young woman park her bike and trot toward the soldiers, joining them for the evening repast. Chance had his arm over her shoulders as they laughed, treating her as one of the guys.
"We don't know yet," Optimus stated quietly.
"Options?" Lennox stated.
"Either we find a way to separate the All-Spark from her mind, which would definitely kill her. Continue to let her use this pack, which will more than likely degrade her nervous system and eventually kill her. Or upload her into a new body. Which could possibly destroy her, or possibly make her an Auto-bot." Ratchet stated calmly.
"So the options are kill her, maim her or change her," Will summed up calmly. "Is there some reason why you're hesitant to change her?"
"It would hurt," Optimus rumbled softly.
"Does she know yet?"
"No," Ratchet murmured.
"Tell her," Will shrugged, "she's mature for her age, it's her life, let her decide. Unless you lot find it fundamentally wrong to create an Auto-bot body and upload a willing mind into it. I wouldn't mind another auto-bot around, hell, she proved well enough today she's an asset in a battle situation. Holy crap."
Ironhide snorted his agreement.
"Ratchet has cheerfully skipped a rather crucial point," Optimus growled softly.
"Which is?"
"How to get her into a new body with enough power that she doesn't immediately offline, we are not at Cybertron, where such a thing would be simple." Optimus grumbled.
"That could pose a problem, yeah." Will nodded. "Right, so do you think she's ready for field work with you lot?"
"A couple of days rest and she will have enough of an excess of Energon that she could come along." Ratchet nodded.
"Good, I'll leave you to your recharge, I'm starved," Will grinned, striding after his men.