Very Short Chapter. Plooooot building moment! Oh and I guess rated M for sexual suggestions? Can suggestive scenes be rated M? Or is that Rated T for teen? Idk man.

"How could you possibly mess that up?"

Red painted armor glistened under the dim medical wing lights. Knockout, Decepticon medic held his clean servos on his hips while looking at his patient.

Swindle, Capitalist first, Decepticon second held a pout from his failure to secure the Allspark Fragment.

"It's not like I tried to lose it…Sucks because I had her right in my clutches!"

Frustrating! It truly was frustrating. It was all going so well, he had that soft, smooth skinned beauty right where he wanted. If only those two fraggers hadn't shown up and messed everything up. To think, he could be having his way with the woman right about now.

"And don't go around blaming me KO, I did my end of the plan. It's your assistant that botched the getaway."

At that Breakdown turned his helm to glare at the opportunist from his desk. Getting chewed out by Megatron was difficult enough without having this con artist trying to solely pin the blame on him.

"We should have just blasted the place and killed the human."

"Are you insane? Did you not see that fleshie? Absolutely delicious."

"You're disgusting. How can you find humans attractive?"

Swindle smirked as memories of his past encounters with other female humans crossed his processor. Oh, they were so flexible.

"You ever spiked one?"

"WHAT? NO!"

"I have. They are nothing like our femmes back home. Soft, wet and tight."

The lab assistant gagged before turning away, "That is the most unappealing description ever."

"The soft moans of my name coming from those soft lip components, their small hands on my-"

"Enough!"

Knockout massaged his helm in annoyance. He had to admit, what Swindle was saying seemed interesting, but such thoughts would make others queasy. Besides, Soundwave hears everything! What they were discussing could be interpreted as not only a huge taboo but also treason.

"Moving on, what did Megatron say the plan was?"

"We failed; he isn't going to discuss next steps with us."

Swindle slumped in the berth, thinking about ways to fix this. Megatron wanted-no needed that fragment and he needed the human. He'd have to somehow convince his lord he'd find them both. Soundwave has had surveillance on the female's known work locations and her home in New York.

She couldn't be located which meant the Autobots had her. Their secret base is the only place that was completely obscured from them. Finding that base was out of the question, if Soundwave couldn't find it then no one could and the mech has been trying.

If they couldn't get to the human, then they'd have to bring her to them.

Question was how?

He'd have to research her.

Find out more than her known locations. He needed to know everything.

"I need to have a word with Soundwave."

"About what?"

"About a solution to our problem."

Soundwave was one of the most ruthless, loyal and mysterious Decepticons in existence. No one approached him unless it was necessary, he just made everyone uncomfortable.

Entering the command deck, Swindle quickly glanced around and saw no sight of Megatron. Thank the Allspark!

"Soundwave, may I have a word?"

The silent mech slowly turned around to gaze at the shrewd business mech. As always, he said nothing but listened. It took Swindle everything he had to not hot tail it out of there. Did Soundwave have a faceplate? A voice box? Was he even Cybertronian?

"I know my last mission was…less than satisfactory. However, I think I have an idea on how to 'correct' the issue."

No response, obviously. So, he continued.

"It's clear the Autobots have the femme and the fragment hidden in their hidden base. You've had optics on her home in that cesspool of a city, but I don't think that's enough. I'd like to be able to dig up some more information on her. Her history, name, notable family…you get where I'm going with this? If we can't get to her, we'll bring her pretty aft to us."

As he concluded, Swindle watched Soundwave's helm slightly tilt to the side before curtly nodding and turning around to continue with typing. That was his cue to leave, the one-sided conversation had been recorded and would be presented to Lord Megatron for approval or denial.

"Thanks for hearing me out Soundwave."

With that, Swindle made his way for his quarters. Thinking about the human female who managed to deck him in the face.