AN: Yes, I bring you the dinobots! I changed their origins a bit. Wheeljack created their bodies based off of Earth's dinosaurs, and then used the All spark shard to give them life. Pretty simple, right? I may or may not have plans to include Blaster and another person later on.
Bookworm Gal: Not so much a winner as a desperate loser, haha. And patience is a virtue!
Autobot Firekat: May be slash, idk. Haven't decided.
Fk306 animelover: Sam's a teenager. He has an excuse!
writergurl616: I love A!Prowl so much. And his car's not alive, I'm not doing that. But I do have some plans for other things to bring another person into the group
LionLover190: UPDATE GRANTED!
The Result of Squffie: I like OP/B but in animated. Idk if I'll have it in this one, but maybe. It would certainly have some drama if I added Elita One into the mix with her being Blackarachnia!
Go-Go's Vacation is the song that Bee plays lyrics from at the very end.
Miles sighed, glaring up at Sam's bedroom ceiling. After the ears and tail had been removed he was quickly sent back home to catch up on the school work he had missed, but somehow it just didn't hold the appeal of spending the day with beings older than your planet. Sam was sitting at his computer, on the chat network for the NEST base. It wasn't AIM, nor MSN, it was something entirely different. They called it NBEC as a joke. Non-biological Extraterrestrial Chatting. Someone had even taken NBE-1 as a username until Optimus forced them to get rid of it. Only those connected to NEST with high clearance could access it outside of the NEST base.
Miles car was out sitting at the curb, thankfully non-sentient. He had spent an hour just checking out the inside for a Decepticon or Autobot insignia. When he didn't find one he got out and talked to the hood. When he didn't have an answer he assumed it wasn't alive, but he made sure to have Bumblebee scan it just in case. Bumblebee confirmed that it was just a regular car.
"Hey Miles, get over here. Ratchet has a job for us!" Sam called to his friend, scooting away from the computer a bit so Miles could see the screen too. Miles came over and quickly peered at the screen.
Wrench_Medic: Samual, I require your assistance.
LadiesMan217: Yeah? Miles is here too. He in?
Wrench_Medic: That is fine.
LadiesMan217: Okay, he's looking. What's up?
Wrench_Medic: Wheeljack's been acting oddly. I'm sure it involves work because he's been getting less and less recharge time in, however he's leaving the base. It's not at the lab, and I do not know where he is going. He can tell if another 'bot is coming up on him.
LadiesMan217: Whatcha want us to do?
Wrench_Medic: As Miles car is non-sentient he would not be able to sense it tracking him as well. He'd notice it if it was close enough, yes, but if you stay far enough back it should work.
LadiesMan217: (Miles typing) First off, still say you should've gone for theHatchet on here, but whatev. Second off, ask the twins if they still have those trackers.
-Wrench_Medic is away
-Wrench_Medic has returned
Wrench_Medic: They say they do, those little fraggers.
LadiesMan217: (Miles typing) Hey, don't get pissy at them just yet. They'll help us find out where Wheeljack's going. Tell them to plant it on him.
Wrench_Medic: Affirmative.
LadiesMan217: We'll let Wheeljack go for three times, make sure he's always going to the same place. Then we'll wait till he leaves and then go to that place ourselves in Sasha.
Wrench_Medic: Sasha?
LadiesMan217: (Miles typing) My car. Scrubs reference. You should watch that show, it's based on human medicine. I think you'd love it.
Wrench_Medic: Oh. Perhaps I will give it a try. Thank you, I'll send the information to you after it's been collected each time. Have a nice night.
-Wrench_Medic has logged off
Sam leaned back in the computer chair, grinning up at Miles. "Scrubs? Really?"
Miles shrugged, "I like the show. Spread the love."
"What do you think Jack's up to?" Sam asked, logging off NBEC before Bumblebee realized he'd be staying up past 'bedtime' and not getting the eight hours of sleep he needed. The Autobot could find other ways to annoy him to go to sleep, but he'd handle those later.
"Frag if I know, man. It's Jack. His last big project ended up giving me cat ears and tail." Miles replied. "I'm almost afraid to find out. It's Tuesday so if they get it on by tonight or tomorrow morning we should be good to go Friday or Saturday."
Sam opened his mouth to reply, but was stopped as a car horn blared loudly. He opened his window and leaned out. "It's guys night, Bee. We're not going to sleep! That's lame!"
Bumblebee only honked his horn again in reply, and Miles snickered. "Remeber when you were up for about three nights straight because you had that major math test that counted for most of your grade? I had come over half because Mikaela had sent me to try to annoy you to bed, and half to help you to study." Miles inquired, grinning.
Sam sighed, "Yeah. Bee got his holoform out and manhandled me into bed, then held me there until I gave in and fell asleep."
"I really don't think he'd be against doing that again." Miles stated. "And they can make more then one at a time. I don't feel like being mahandled by your Autobot."
Sam got up out of the chair and headed for his bed, then paused. "Wait, they can? Since when?"
"Since always, apparently. They just don't because it takes up too much energy to have two holoforms that can feel, smell, touch, etc. It's easier to have a holoform and hologram, but even that's supposedly over doing it." Miles replied, grabbing his pajama pants out of his back pack and putting them on.
"So is that what Prowl did to the twins?" Sam asked, changing into his own pajamas.
"Hologram wise, yeah." Miles said, then proceeded to jump on to Sam's bed and fight his friend for it. They only stopped when Bee honked his horn again.
They had gotten everything ready on Friday as they waited for the last report from Ratchet. He had gone to the same place twice already, and he went to the same place on Friday, too. It was a couple of hours away, a place in Nevada that actually had a bit of forest to it. The surrounding area where he had stopped was deserted, nothing but old factory buildings sitting there. Ratchet had promised to set Wheeljack to work on something that would last him awhile, and make sure he wouldn't go to wherever he was going to Saturday night. Due to that Miles and Sam set out just before sunset in 'Sasha' telling Bumblebee they'd call if anything strange happened.
They figured out quickly that wherever they were going wasn't going to have civilization anywhere near it, so they stopped and ate dinner. After that it didn't take them too long to find where Wheeljack had been going, a huge abandoned factory that looked like it had seen better days. There were several buildings, actually. Though the one in the middle was the biggest, so they decided to start there. They entered it, stumbling around blindly and cursing because neither of them thought to bring a flashlight. Miles was using his phone to illuminate his path, and he figured Sam would be smart enough to do the same until he heard a loud thump and cussing.
"Slag!" Sam cussed, scrambling back up. "I tripped over... a wire? It was plugged into the wall."
"Not plugged in anymore." Miles said, shrugging. "Doubt it's important, it's just a plug."
Sam shrugged as well, and they continued searching for anything that might turn the lights on. They both froze when they heard a loud roar, and several loud thumps. They looked at eachother with wide eyes, both trying to think of what they could have just heard.
"We really need to find those lights. Or get the fuck outta dodge!" Miles exclaimed, and Sam nodded. Miles took the lead, looking for anything that looked like it might turn on the lights. He was praying for a light switch, but if he saw any levers or buttons he tried those, too. He didn't notice when Sam stopped following him until he heard Sam squeak.
"Miles?" Sam squeaked, and it could really only be defined as that. High pitched, laced with fear and sounding befuddled.
Miles turned around quickly just as a large dark shape grabbed Sam, and Sam screamed. He couldn't tell what it was from the distance and lack of light, but he raced to try to aid his friend. He watched as the thing spread it's wings and flew up, breaking through the ceiling with Sam screaming the whole way.
"SAM!" Miles yelled, but it was useless. He stared up at the whole in the ceiling where the thing had flown out with Sam, trying to think of anything he could do to help his friend. There was no way he could follow the thing, it was long gone and he wasn't even that fast.
He realized with a shock that he was alone, totally and completely. Sam had been taken by some thing, and needed help, but Miles had no idea what to do. He had never felt so afraid, alone, and unsure in his life, not even when facing Soundwave and his cassetticons. At least then he had people he trusted and new well, people he knew that could and would take a bullet for him. Now he had no one but himself, and he was just a weak little human. Not even military strong or smart.
He felt himself try to panic, and tried to shove the emotion aside as he thought of anyway to help Sam. He looked around for anything to use, freezing when his somewhat heightened hearing picked up on movement outside the factory. He heard the same roar that he and Sam had heard before, and something slam into the factory wall as if it was trying to break in. He ran.
Two hours later, at the Nevada base
Barricade, Prowl, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Will, and Epps were in the Autobot rec-room. Ratchet had called all of them in because they were the ones most likely to recieve a call from Sam or Miles if anything came up, minus Jazz and Ironhide. They were there because Will and Epps were the ones likely to recieve a call. Ratchet had pulled rank and forced Wheeljack to get some recharge. Right now they were gossiping, having nothing else to do at this time of night.
"Woah, the Allspark shard was seriously missing?" Epps asked, sitting on Jazz's leg. All of the Cybertronians were in their bipedal forms for once.
Prowl nodded, "It was. The footage had been tampered with and whoever took it left no traces behind. They returned it soon after, however."
"How long ago was this?" Ironhide growled, Will sitting on his shoulder.
"A few days. Optimus and I saw no need to have everybody panic if it had been returned. We checked it, and it is the same Allspark shard we originally had." Prowl replied.
Ratchet narrowed his optics at Prowl. "What's the 'but'?"
Prowl hesitated a moment before answering. "It's weaker. Like some of the energy it contained has been used on something. We can't tell what."
"So ya saying that it's been taken, used, then returned? Ah think if it had been the Decepticons they woulda kept it." Jazz said, offering them a bit of hope.
Barricade nodded, "I agree with Jazz. We never would have returned it if it was one of mine."
"So that means an Autobot took it." Will stated, slipping of Ironhide's shoulder.
"At least we don't have to worry about tall, evil, and fugly then!" Epps added cheerfully.
They fell silent for awhile, some of them thinking about who could have taken it and why, and others just thankful that it didn't seem to have been used to revive Megatron. Barricade was lost in his own thoughts, so he didn't notice the first time an in coming call warning popped up. By the time he did it was too late to answer, and he cursed out loud in Cybertronian drawing the other's attention to him.
"Miles just called me, but I missed it." Barricade growled, glaring at all of them. He was surprised Miles had actually called him. He was even more surprised when it happened a second time seconds later. He quickly picked up, putting Miles on the Cybertronian version of speaker phone so everyone could hear him.
"Barry?" They all heard, surprised by how panicked and breathless Miles sounded. "Thank God you picked up! We need help, they got Sam!"
Ratchet moved closer to Barricade quickly, the Decepticon immediately making it so the Medic could be heard by Miles for fear of a wrench being tossed at him. "Miles, what's going on? Who's got Sam?"
"I don't kn-!" They heard Miles start to say, then freeze as something was knocked over in the back ground. Miles stayed silent, and they all did too, worried that anything they might say would only make it worse. Barricade hacked into Miles phone, altering it from even so far away to pick up on sound better. They soon heard Miles panicked breathing, and the sound of something moving around. They heard a loud bang as something else was knocked over closer to where Miles was, and Miles suddenly scream.
"Miles? Miles, are you okay?" Barricade called, but they could tell it was useless. From what they could hear it sounded as if Miles was running, phone still in his hand, as something chased after him.
Bumblebee moved closer to Barricade and Ratchet, looking as panicked and worried as a Cybertronian could get. "They have Sam? I knew I shouldn't have let hem go alone!"
Ratchet shook his head, "This is my fault. I was the one who asked them to go." Regret laced his voice as he spoke. He didn't think it would be dangerous. The boys knew better then to go near anything that was explosive.
"Shut up!" Barricade hissed at them, and they could hear Miles come to a stop, breathing hard. They were relieved when Miles put the phone near his mouth again.
"I don't know what these things are! I think there's three, but-" A pause as they heard him move around. "What do I do? Oh God, I don't have any idea! The one's been chasing me for forever now, I was able to pull off some tricks but now all I can do is run as it breaks through things! And the other-! It took Sam, just flew away with him!"
The room was silent as Miles fell silent on the other end. Prowl was trying to think of anything that could help the boy, but he had no idea what he was going up against. None of them had tried to move from the room yet, knowing by the time they got there it would probably be too late.
"Sam's alive! I can hear him yelling!" He sounded happy and relieved for that split second, and then the tone changed to slightly hysterical as the realization put with the situation sunk in. "Oh God, he's YELLING! They're doing something to him! I'm in some room and there's no way out but one door, but I think one of them is out there! I can't get to him!"
Barricade put on his best calming tone, one that he very rarely used and that few very rarely heard. "Miles, listen to me. We'll be there as soon as we can. Do anything you have to to stay hidden, don't try to find Sam. Don't leave the room you're in."
There was silence for a moment, until they heard something loud crash into something metal. It wasn't hard to guess that whatever had been chasing Miles was now trying to break into the room, as they could hear Miles give an almost inaudible whimper.
"Barry-!" Another loud crash. "It's trying to get in, Barry! Oh God, what do I do?" A third loud crash, and this time they heard something give a loud crack. "Barry, Barry, I'm so sorry!" A fourth crash, and they heard what they presumed to be the door or the wall hit the ground. Miles screaming as they hear a loud roar. "GET AWAY, DO-!". The phone being dropped, and then nothing as the line went dead.
Everyone was shocked into silence for a second, before Barricade turned into his alt mode and raced out of the room. Bumblebee was quick to follow, and the only ones left behind were Will and Epps.
Barricade and Bumblebee were the first to arrive at the secluded abonded factory place. Ratchet, Jazz, Prowl, and Ironhide were quick to follow, all changing into their bipedal forms. Prowl was about to say something, about to devise a plan, but he was ignored. Barricade and Bumblebee walked right in, Bumblebee's weapons charged up and Barricade with his claws. He hadn't bothered to even stop and get his weapons. The other four followed them, but they all stopped when something swooped down from the sky and landed in front of them. They all looked at the thing in slight shock as it spread it's wings in a threatening manner.
"Is that... Is that a fucking dinosaur?" Ironhide was the first to ask, staring at the robotic dinosaur look alike.
"It doesn't matter! This is the thing that took Sam!" Bumblebee growled, aiming his cannon at the thing and shooting. The first shot missed, and they were surprised when the thing started to cower away from them. Bumblebee charged up his cannon for another shot, aiming again, but stopping when he heard a yell.
"BUMBLEBEE!" They heard Sam yell, and were more than surprised to see the teenager come running up and standing in front of the robotic dinosaur look alike. They watched as it attempted to cower behind him ineffectively, it being over half Sam's size. Sam put his hands on his hips, glaring up at his Guardian. "You put that cannon away right now!"
Bumblebee immediately listened to his Charge, happy to see Sam alive. They watched as Sam turned around and cooed at the thing, stroking one of it's wings and trying to get it to stop cowering.
"Aw, look what you did! You scared Swoop!" Sam said, continuing to try to comfort Swoop.
"Samual, what is that?" Ratchet asked, reaching towards Sam to pick him up and check for injuries. He stopped when Swoop immediately stepped in front of Sam to guard him.
Sam laughed, "It's okay Swoop, they're friends. This is Swoop. Me and Miles have nicknamed him and his brothers the Dinobots. I'm pretty sure he's a Pteranodon."
"What the frag is going on around here?" Ironhide demanded, glaring at Swoop.
"I'll take you guys to Miles, Grimlock, and Snarl." Sam replied, letting Swoop pick him up. He patted Swoop's head. "Come on, Swoop. Let's go see the others."
They followed Swoop as he led them inside what they assumed to be the main building. They entered a large room to see Miles sitting in front of a larg robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex and a Triceratops. Swoop paused there, and they all looked closely as the Triceratops and Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared to be trying to hold some type of cards. They kept falling out of their hands, and eventually the Tyrannosaurus Rex seemed to have enough of it, tossing his cards down. Miles didn't even bat an eye lash.
"Me Grimlock HATE FISH GO!" The Tyrannosaurus Rex all but roared, causing Sam and Miles to wince at the level as Grimlock stood up, slamming his tail on the ground.
"Grimmy!" Miles said in an admonishing tone. "What did I tell you about using your inside voice? And it's Go Fish, not Fish Go."
Grimlock seemed to lose his anger quickly, sitting back down as he sulked. "Me Grimlock sorry."
"It's alright, Grimmy. Just try not to do it again." Miles soothed, patting Grimlock's side. He finally noticed Sam and Swoop with the others, grinning. "Hey guys! About time you showed up. We were running low on junk food to keep us awake."
Sam nodded, "No way are we going to bed before these oversized sparklings." His tone was affectionate as he moved closer, picking up the cards that Grimlock and Snarl had dropped.
"Ah don't think I get what's goin' down. Someone care to explain it to meh?" Jazz asked, Ironhide nodding beside him.
"Well, as you know Ratchet asked us to sneak here to see what Wheeljack was up to. This is it apparently. We accidentally woke them up, for the first time ever according to Grimmy here, and they were curious and frightened. Swoop grabbed Sam, and they quickly worked things out. However, I was stuck with Grimlock and Snarl. These guys don't seem to be the smartest, or maybe it's because they're so young, but either way they gave chase because they see this as their territory if they woke up here. I heard Sam yelling because he and Swoop were trying to get their attention. Oh, and Grimlock stepped on my phone after I dropped it. Think the government will reimburse me on that? Mom'll be pissed. That's the second phone this year." Miles explained to them, taking the cards from Sam.
"We do have one question ourselves, though." Sam said, looking at the 'bots expectantly.
Barricade and Ratchet exchanged weary glances, and Bumblebee looked confused. Ironhide was the one who asked what they wanted to ask, ignoring Prowl as he glared at him.
Sam and Miles looked at eachother, then clasped their hands together in front of their chests in a begging manner, putting on their best puppy dog pleading eyes and pout. "Can we keep 'em? Please, please, pleaseeee?"
"Frag." Ironhide cussed, and his fellow Cybertronians couldn't help but agree.
An hour later Miles was sitting inside of Barricade, stretched out in the back. They had called Wheeljack, and gotten him to explain about his creations. It didn't take a Cybertronian to figure out that he had been the one to take the All Spark shard, and had used it on the three. The nickname of dinobots was catching on fast, and Optimus was currently driving to the abandoned factory with his trailer to take the dinobots back to the NEST base. The two sat in silence for awhile, Miles giving the occasional yawn as he let his hands rub against some of the interior in a form of petting.
"Are you okay?" Barricade finally asked, talking through the radio instead of letting his voice come from all around the inside of his alt mode.
"Me? Yeah, I think so. Excluding the fact I almost pissed myself when a Tyrannosaurus Rex broke into the room I was hiding in and advanced." Miles replied, sounding as tired as he felt. "I ran and hid for about two hours from Grimlock and Snarl. Now that I know them they're just like little children. Sparklings. I've never been so terrified in my life, and now I'm treating the things that were scaring me so badly like little siblings."
Barricade was silent for a moment, letting the back seat mold better to Miles body to help him relax more. "I was worried when you called sounding like that. I thought you were going to be dead by the time we got here. I... apologize."
Miles snorted, sighing and relaxing into the seat more. "Yeah, I thought I was gonna die too, Barry. And it's okay. I get you have this whole 'I don't feel anything like weak emotions, especially if they tie me to inferior beings' thing going on. I was actually more angry over the fact that you said you didn't even see me as a socket, a pet. Cuz you at least have to feel something towards a pet, I guess. I dunno. I was being pissy, and I could blame it on being stressed with Wheeljack's costume on me, but I'd probably have gotten pissy even without it."
"You always have been strange, even for a fleshling." The closest thing to another 'I'm sorry' as Barricade was going to get. He sighed happily, and accepted it silently. He was about to drift off when he remembered something.
"Barry?" He asked softly, half asleep but fighting falling asleep the whole way.
He only got the radio turning on and playing soft music as a reply, Barricade trying to get him to sleep.
"No matter what I'll never be sorry that I stayed with you instead of turned and fled when you showed me you were alive. Even if you can be an aft sometimes, or if I think I'm about to die." A pause before he decided there was something else he wanted to say. "And don't mention me being all mushy when I get up."
He felt Barricade's frame shake with silent laughter, and smiled when he heard the softest "Me too.". If it took thinking he was about to die just to get Barricade to be more openly emotional then he was normally, he decided he preferred the 'con as he was.
Sam sat inside of Bumblebee, getting the Autobot to call Epps. After a few rings he could hear Epps' voice come through the radio. "Whassup Sammy, lil B?"
"Who won the bet this time?" Sam asked, grinning.
A moment of silence. "Fragging Optimus. He had 'Miles being put in danger somehow so Barricade apologizes or Miles freaks and apologizes because he doesn't want to die without doing so'. Prowl was close, but he said Barricade being put in danger. I can see why Optimus chose him as SIC, they think similar. What the hell is OP going to do with the money, anyway?"
Before Sam could reply Bumblebee chose a song. "Vacation all I ever wanted! Vacation had to get away!" Sam and Epps laughed.