AN: I hope whoever celebrates it had a wonderful Thanksgiving! But good lord Black Friday is awful! x_x Walmart was insane. I so need to write something with the Cybertronians and Black Friday.

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Ratchet was looking up at Skyfire, and Optimus was trying to figure out how to help Miles to land. Upside down would definitely not do. Bumblebee was acting like an excited Sparkling, much to the amusement of every mech around him. Unable to help himself, a click or a whirl would escape his vocalisor. Currently he had a song playing from his radio.

"Are there any switches or buttons?" Optimus asked, voice raised higher than normal even though Skyfire could probably make the teens hear even him even without that.

"Lots of black switches with no labels. Buttons are the same." Miles voice came back, sounding highly annoyed. "Sam, don't press tha-!"

"Heat seeking missiles engaged. I suggest turning those off." Skyfire said softly.

"Oops!"

"Sam!"

All of them took a step back, watching Skyfire wearily, and Ravage went back inside to Soundwave. The cat mech had decided that if missiles were going to be involved, he was going to be smart and get the frag out of there. Even Bumblebee moved back, though he was still closer than the rest of them.

"You're a scientist who was asleep for how long? Why in the pit do you have heat seeking missiles anyway?" Miles asked with exasperation.

"Some inhabitants are not as welcoming." A pause. "Heat seeking missiles disengaged. You know, I didn't even realize there was a switch for that."

"Maybe we should take an hour or two figuring out which switch and button is which and deciding what to chuck and what to label." Sam said helpfully.

"That would be a good idea." Skyfire responded, cheerful as ever.

They could all hear Miles groan, and Sam's snicker. Bumblebee grinned, glancing back at Barricade.

"I think he's going to need Bearapy." The Scout said, causing Ratchet to snort and Optimus to chuckle even as the Prime went back to trying to help.

"Where did you pick up that nonsense?"

"Miles."

Ratchet grinned, "It's always Miles, isn't it?"

"Will, do you feel that?" Epps asked, the two standing next to Soundwave.

Will stared at his friend for a moment, before realizing what he was talking about. He could feel Sam again. He almost felt complete knowing they were all there. So that meant the teen hadn't actually died! That was great news, and a huge relief. Fig would be overjoyed to hear about the two returning.

"Sam, he's there!"

Soundwave cleared his vocalisor, both soldiers turning towards him. "Sam: alive. Status: Inside Skyfire, outside building. With Miles."

"You mean the stupid Seeker who's flying upside down?" Epps asked. He wondered if Sam had 'purged' already. The teen did not have a strong stomach.

"Optimus Prime: Ordered the use of a Dewinger. Skyfire: No longer in control of flight relays. Miles: Crash course in flying. Mission: Learn how to land."

"Miles is flying Skyfire." Will translated, trying not to laugh.

"Ravage reports that he appears to be in less than an excellent mood, and Sam mentioned something about him being pumped up on Monsters."

Epps looked at his Will with a grin, "We need to get out there. Like now."

Both hightailed it outside.

"And how much sleep have you two been getting?" Ratchet asked, more worried about their health than the fact that they were still trying to figure out how to land. Miles had finally figured out how to keep Skyfire upright and unmoving, though he had yet to find the wheels to land him yet. It didn't help that Skyfire wasn't sure what buttons provided what function, seeing as he never used them.

"I've been asleep for most of this." Sam said cheerfully, "Didn't wake up until late afternoon yesterday, and then I slept through the night."

"Miles?"

"I got a couple hours when Skyfire first got us out."

Skyfire spoke up helpfully, "To be exact, he slept for 3.25 hours, with 1.5 of those in the REM cycle. He did not sleep at all last night, and understandably had trouble sleeping in captivity. He bought this drink labeled Monsters to help rejuvenate him today."

Miles groaned, about ready to just bang his head off the yoke, or whatever it was actually called. Sam decided to help by making a few comments about his amazing flying skills.

Miles glared at Sam, "Fine! If you have complaints, fly him yourself!"

"No, thank you." Sam said, grinning sheepishly. He might complain, but he didn't want to be doing it.

"Miles, I just got him back, don't you dare go killing him." Bumblebee's voice came through to them.

"No promises." Miles muttered back.

"My scanners indicate you are stressed. Suggestion: Attempt to calm down."

Sam tried hard not to snicker, he really did, but between the look on Miles' face, and Skyfire's cheerful yet helpful tone, a little one escaped him.

"Excellent, could you report your scans of them to me, Skyfire?" Ratchet, always being a medic and looking out for his mechs, or in this case humans.

"Samuel is healthy. He had plenty of sleep just recently, and refueled yesterday evening and this morning. Miles requires recharge, and he needs to be taught how to take care of himself better."

"What?" Miles asked in shock.

"What?"

"Monsters are a bad thing, yes? He willingly put some in his body."

Sam cracked up, not even bothering to try not to this time.

"Monsters are a bad thing, yes? He willingly put some in his body."

Skyfire's voice drifted down to them, and then Sam's laughter. Epps and Will tried hard not to laugh themselves, while Ratchet attempted to explain the difference, even if he didn't approve of Miles drinking the energy drink either way. Bumblebee and Barricade had activated their holoforms when the soldiers had come out, and Bumblebee snickered.

"I think Miles is about to blow his top." Epps said, grinning. Will and Bumblebee nodded.

"What?" Skyfire sounded alarmed. "Samuel, take the yoke! We can not allow this to happen!"

Sam was laughing too hard to actually listen. Miles desperately tried to explain that it was a figure of speech, and no, he was not actually going to blow up, or blow anything.

"Oh, good." Skyfire sounded relieved.

Silence reined for about a minute as Sam got control of himself.

"Can he just open up the door and I jump out? Please? Barry could catch me."

"I actually think that might be the best idea." Ratchet said, a grin in his voice. This time everyone but Bumblebee nodded.

"Sam first!" Bumblebee replied. He wanted his Charge, darn it.

"Actually, all three of you are right." Optimus said, "If Miles can get Skyfire as close to the ground as possible, and then they jump out, Skyfire could just transform. There would be little damage to him."

He didn't say it, but it would also distract Ratchet from the teens and allow the Guardians to grab their Charges. The Medic glared at his Prime, while Bumblebee clicked happily.

Surprisingly enough, it had been as simple as that. Something that annoyed Miles even more, seeing as he had been trying to figure out how to land the large Seeker for a good few minutes. Though Optimus, being the tallest one there since Skyfire was in alt mode, was the one who caught them.

Sam had barely touched the ground before he was picked up again by Bumblebee, and grinning. "I missed you too, Bee."

Ratchet gave Skyfire a quick once over, promised to come back to him, and then went after Sam. Skyfire was a scientist, and they were built to be sturdy for whatever they might find out in the field. Some of the worlds were more dangerous than others. Or, like in Wheeljack's case, they just kept blowing themselves up. He let Bumblebee continue to hold him, which was just fine with the Scout.

"And how do you feel?" Ratchet asked. His scans indicated Sam was fine, which was a relief.

"Okay," Sam replied, grinning. He made himself comfortable in Bumblebee's servo.

Ratchet was about to say something else when Optimus stepped up beside him, and he allowed his Prime to talk. Skyfire came and stood between them.

"I know it is soon, but I would like a debriefing of whatever you can tell me." The young Prime said gently.

Sam nodded, "That's fine, but unless you want a lot on how the back of my eyelids look, I'd talk to Miles."

"Perhaps later." Optimus grinned, gesturing to Miles and Barricade. If the teen wasn't already asleep, he was darn close to it. The ex-con had the teen in servo up against his Spark chamber, where the slight heat and thrum would be more comforting and relaxing. Barricade just glared at them, daring them to say anything.

"He is unusual. He showed me how you two met, and I don't think I would have acted the same in those circumstances. Much less come to trust you enough where I would be comfortable to fall asleep when it wasn't absolutely necessary." Skyfire said, watching the two.

"Showed you?" Ratchet asked, though he wasn't the only one to wonder.

"He sent a databurst to me with a lot of different information. I did have to decode it, but once I cracked a bit the rest was easy. He included how they met, and a few other things, like footage from Mission City he had seen, and stuff about Orion."

Barricade snorted, "I don't think unusual is descriptive enough."

"Face it, you're never getting rid of him, 'Cade." Sam said, grinning.

"Who said he wanted to?" Bumblebee asked with a smirk, holding his own Charge close.