Previously on 'Three Way Split'
Sam and Bumblebee got it on, Will and Sarah hit a rocky path in their relationship will they be able to pull though? And Mikaela was being assaulted by Trent... Wait... what do you mean that hasn't happened yet? What chapter is this???
Oh.... My bad I am getting a head of myself. Well I hope I haven't ruined anything for the readers.
All hail the power of the Beta without them the writers would be nothing... Well that's not true they would still be writers only worse then what they really are.
Angelic's Notes: without betas we'd just scream at the fact that grammatical errors pop up out of nowhere and attempt to ravage our minds with commas, colons, and run on sentences. Yes… betas do meticulous revision for the writers. We're very masochistic- we shriek in pain (and pleasure) just reading these. Just kidding, Smounged. Grins
Story time....
Sam woke up slowly but kept his eyes closed against the light that was falling on his face. He rolled over to try and get away from it, and felt warm metal underneath him. He began rubbing his hand over the smooth surface, getting lost in the feel of it against his skin. The surface under him began to vibrate and a smile pulled across his face. He finally forced himself to open his eyes and slowly took in his surroundings.
He wasn't at all surprised to find that he had fallen asleep in the garage. The thing that did surprise him was that instead of falling asleep inside Bee's alt form off on the couch in the corner, he had slept right on Bee's hood. He thought that his body and muscles would be stiff but they were not, surprisingly. In fact, he felt better than he had in days. He only hoped that Bumblebee wouldn't mind.
He sat up and slowly moved off of his friend, and from inside of the car the radio clicked on.
"Good morning star shine, the Earth says Hello."
His smile grew into a grin that went from ear to ear.
"Morning Bee. Sorry for using you as a bed last night." Sam said while patting the hood.
Bee rolled forward a little into the touch like dogs do when you rub their heads. It was quite an affectionate display.
"There is no need to apologize Sam." Bee's voice played from the speakers.
"It's strange; the last time I feel asleep in here I woke up to my mom yelling at me. I wonder where she is?" Sam said to Bee.
A soft humming sound came from the car before Bee answered.
"Your mother is still sleeping in her room. Your father is in the kitchen."
"Hm... She must have gone a little overboard at their friend's house last night. That's the only time she ever sleeps in." Sam commented while moving to the door of the garage.
"You should get washed Sam, we have the meeting with Secretary Keller today." Bee stated.
"Right, has Optimus told you where and when it will be?" Sam asked as he opened the door.
"I will contact him shortly; I will let you know then." Bumblebee told him.
Sam nodded his head and stepped out of the garage making sure that the door was closed before heading to the house. When he got inside, he found his dad right where Bee said he would be. He was sitting at the table drinking a cup of hot coffee and reading the newspaper. Ron didn't even look up when he heard the back door open.
"Have a good night out there Sam?" He asked.
"Uh... Yeah it was good, slept like a baby." Sam said a little unsure of how the conversation would go.
"Don't worry you mother doesn't know about it. But you should be more careful, you know she already has a problem with the amount of time you spend with those guys." His dad said.
"Yeah, okay." Sam replied.
He knew all too well how she felt about the Autobots, and now with what is happening it was a pretty sure bet that her distrust of them would grow. Sam was still trying to decide on if he should tell them or not… He guessed that he couldn't keep it hidden for long, but if it came to it he would hide it for as long as he could.
Sam ran up the stairs and into his room where he found Mojo asleep on his bed. He went over to his closet and grabbed some clothes and set them out for later. He proceeded with his morning routine of a shower, a fresh application of deodorant and then he brushed his teeth. When he was finished, he got dressed in the clothes he had laid out. He sat down in his computer chair and opened the Internet so that he could check his email. When the page opened he found that he had two new e-mails; one from Mikaela and one from Miles. He decided to go with the one from Miles first, opening it he found a short message written asking what really happened in Mission City.
He quickly deleted it, ever since he had gotten back covered in cuts and his chest wrapped up Miles had been desperate to know what he had been doing. When the news of the "terrorist attack" at Mission City hit the news Miles and everyone else at school had made the connection that him and Mikaela had been there. He had gotten even more unwanted questions from Miles when the stories about giant robots being the cause of the destruction hit the Internet. Once a day he would get an e-mail or a text asking for the truth and every time he told him that it was from the terrorist attack and that he had just gotten in the way of some falling rubble.
After the first e-mail was destroyed, Sam nervously opened the one from Mikaela. It was short and to the point. 'We need to talk!' He could practically hear her say the words and the angry look in her eyes as she would no doubt be yelling at him for ruining her life. He was sure that there were more than a few slaps and punches heading his way from the girl; and by the end of it he would be surprised if they still remained friends.
He decided that for now he would ignore the message, better to let her cool off a little. Maybe Jazz could calm her down a little first. Sam got up and scratched Mojo behind the ear before heading back down stairs. Checking the clock in the living room, he saw that it was almost 11.
"Hm... Too late for breakfast but too early for lunch." He said to no one.
He walked into the kitchen and found his father had left; the back door was open so he figured that he was outside working on the yard. Sam went over to the refrigerator and got out the carton of orange juice. He poured himself a glass, grabbed a banana from the basket on the counter and then sat at the table. A few minutes later he had finished the banana and was half way through his orange juice when there was a knock at the back door. He looked over and saw that Bumblebee was standing there in his holoform.
Sam put the cup down and grinned at the boy that was his friend.
"You don't have to knock Bee." Sam said.
A shy smile came across the holo's face, followed by a blush. To Sam the image standing in front of him could only be described as cute.
'Wait! When did I start calling Bee cute?' Sam wondered to himself.
He pushed the thought out of his mind and focused on what Bee was saying. He had moved into the kitchen and sat down next to Sam; bringing them close enough that Sam could feel the realistic air coming out of his friends lungs. It was easy to forget that this was just a replica of who Bee really was.
"Sam, I just spoke with Optimus. Mr. Keller will be in Mission City today at three; did you still want to go to the meeting?" Bee asked.
Sam nodded his head. "Yeah, what time should we leave?" He questioned.
Bumblebee was quiet for a moment as he calculated the best time.
"It will take about two hours to get there if we are going to obey all traffic laws and factoring in the traffic on the highways." Bee stated.
A smile came to Sam's face as an idea came to him.
"What if we don't follow all of the traffic rules?"
Bee sat there with a confused look on his face before answering.
"Sam, the best way for us to blend in is to follow the laws set down by your government..." Just then an evil grin came to his face as he seemed to pick up on what Sam was implying. "But if we accidentally broke one or two laws... I calculate that we could make the trip in about an hour."
"Well accidents do happen…" Sam trailed off, and grinned.
Will woke up just then, and for a few moments was able to forget about what had happened the previous day. As he rolled over on to his back; a sharp stab of pain erupted, shooting all the way up his spine. His back arched for a few moments until he collapsed back onto his bed. All he could do was lie there panting as the memories of yesterday came flooding back to him.
The AllSpark- that was the cause of his pain. It was eating away at his insides; turning him into some kind of metal-boned freak! Who knew what else it was doing to him... Will wasn't a guy who liked to hate people, but at the moment he couldn't help but resent ever meeting Sam Witwicky. It was his fault- if he hadn't pushed the Cube into Megatron's chest- if his damn great grandfather had never found him in the ice… or if his damn family had thrown those stupid glasses away like any normal person would have done, then none of this would be happening. He could have had a normal life with his wife and daughter.
But then he thought that if it weren't for Sam, he never would have met the Autobots. He never would have met the only other person who ever really understood him. Sarah was more tolerant then understanding; she didn't understand the reason he always had to have his gun with him, or how firing it over and over could lift even his darkest mood better than alcohol or drugs. In his whole life there has been only one person who understood that- Ironhide. Without a doubt the Autobot was the best friend/comrade that he had ever had. Better than any soldier he had ever gone into battle with including Epps.
As Will lied there on the bed he couldn't help but remember all the times in the past few months that he had left the warmth of the house to spend time with the giant bot in the barn. He sometimes would miss dinner or even fall asleep in the barn talking to the bot about all manner of things- from politics to battle plans and formations.
Will loved Sarah like he had never loved another human being, but there was something different about Ironhide. There was an invisible pull that would constantly drag his mind away from whatever he was doing and focus it on the big black truck. If he didn't know better, he would say that he was acting like a high school girl with a crush on a ridiculous pop or movie star.
Will finally found the strength to lift himself slowly off the bed. Moving as carefully as he could he made his way to the bathroom, he moved at a slower pace in there. With all the studies saying how many accidents happen in the bathroom, he didn't want to be added to the percentage. He moved to the shower and adjusted the water until he got a good steaming temperature going. Stripping out of his clothes, he stepped under the hot spray and relaxed in the heat of the water running down his bare body.
The water helped to ease the pressure in his back that he had been having for a while. He had never mentioned the pain to Ironhide or Sarah- since he was a soldier; he was used to dealing with long periods of pain. But he figured that somehow Ironhide knew that he was hurting, because every time he sat behind his wheel the seat would mold to his body and vibrate gently, easing his pain. He didn't know if this was something that all the Autobots did when they had passengers or if it was just something that Ironhide was doing for him but he loved it.
The more Will thought about it, the more he came to realize that there wasn't one thing about the grumpy GMC truck that he didn't like. A warm feeling started to build in his stomach that didn't have anything to do with the shower. The warmth grew until it felt like he would explode; he began to shift from one foot to the other trying to distract himself from it. But the more he tried the more it grew; and he finally realized that it wasn't just in his stomach anymore- it was quickly moving down south.
Before he knew it, he was completely erect. Shocked by the fact that just thinking of Ironhide could have this effect on him, he tried every trick he knew to try and get his erection to go away. However, nothing did the trick. While he searched his mind for an answer he heard the door to the bathroom open and someone step inside. He held his breath; feeling a little nervous, until he remembered that it was probably just Sarah and that he didn't need to be worried about her seeing him like this. It wasn't like she knew what he was thinking about that lead to this... problem.
"Will are you alright?" A deep rough voice called to him.
'What the hell?' He thought to himself.
"Uh... Yeah I'm fine...' He answered as he realized the voice that belonged to none other than the bot who inspired his current situation.
He wasn't uncomfortable being in a shower with another guy so close- he could even handle being aroused around them. When you're in the army and spend all your time with other men your ideas of modesty change. But to be in the shower this close to the one who was the inspiration of the hardest erection of your life… that was something completely different.
"You have been in your cleaning facility for some time and I detected an elevated heart rate, so I came to see if you where in any danger." Ironhide said.
Will could see the shadow of an impressively large frame against the shower curtain and knew that Ironhide was standing just outside the shower. He would have to be careful that his own shadow didn't give anything away.
"Why didn't you just ask Sarah to check on me?" He asked while trying to hide the quiver in his voice.
There was a pause before he answered.
"Sarah has taken Annabelle out and will not be home for quite some time... Are you sure there is nothing wrong? Your voice is under strain and my scans show you are producing a massive amount of pheromones."
Will gulped several times trying to ease the discomfort in his dry throat.
"Yeah, yeah everything's fine. Just uh... some human problems..." Will said and immediately regretted it.
"Human problems? Are you referring to the pressure in your lower body?" Ironhide asked flatly.
Will nearly slipped at 'Hide's words but thankfully was able to catch himself.
"WHAT! what are you talking about? Please can you just give me a few minutes I'll be out here soon." Will pleaded.
Ironhide seemed to think it over before agreeing saying that he would be out in the bedroom waiting for him. Will let out a sigh;
"One problem taken care of for now... Now what to do with this thing?" Will said quietly.
Will had never been too keen on masturbating, even as a teen. So he turned to the only option he had available- he grabbed the knobs on the shower wall, turned the hot water completely off and then turned the cold water on as high as it would go. The sudden change in temperature made Will jump a foot in the air. He moved to the very back of the shower until he worked up the courage to dive back under the icy spray. It didn't take long for the water to turn him into a shivering mess, but at least it had put things back to normal. Sighing in relief, he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower.
He grabbed a towel and quickly dried off; he wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door to the bathroom. No sooner had he stepped out then he came face to face with a tall, muscular, and well tanned man. He stood a little taller then Will and had his hair cut shorter than his own. His face was strong; everything in good proportions with eyes colored the most amazing electric blue he had ever seen. No human he had ever seen had eyes like that- they seemed to glow faintly and he wondered if he would be able to see them in the dark.
The man cleared his throat shaking Will from his admiration of the man.
"Ironhide?" Will asked.
The man raised one of his eyebrows.
"Who else would I be? Dwain Johnson?" He asked.
Will stared at him for a second.
"How did you..." He began to ask when Ironhide cut him off.
"I based my holoform on his body type. I made a few adjustments so that it was more comfortable." He said running one of his hands along his chest.
The action brought Will's attention to the numerous scars running along his arms. He also had several tattoos that went from his forearm until they disappeared under his tight fitting shirt. He wore simple clothes- blue jeans and a black muscle shirt with thick black boots. There were empty holsters attached to his hip and his leg where a number of fire arms could be held. Will assumed they were just for show since he had much more impressive guns hidden in the arms of his robot form.
"Do you approve of it?" Ironhide asked.
He seemed to have a pleading look in his eyes- like he would be very upset if Will said that he didn't.
"Yeah... You look great! Very impressive." Will said, putting a smile on.
Ironhide looked incredibly relieved at the news that his new form was liked by the army man. But the look quickly vanished to be replaced by his normal scowl.
"Now then what was this human problem you were having? Do I need to call Ratchet to examine you?" Ironhide asked.
Will almost had a heart attack at the thought of the medic asking him about his... problem. Knowing Ironhide, he wouldn't leave any of the details out.
"No, no, there is no need to call Ratchet. It was nothing." Will said, shaking his hands in front of him in a gesture of hurried reassurance.
The movement brought one of his hands into contact with the solid body in front of him, and then there was a small shock that traveled up through his arm and through his entire body. The warmth began to grow again and Will knew that it wouldn't take long for his erection to return. He definitely didn't want to be standing in front of 'Hide when it came back. He started to move away from Ironhide and headed into his closet to grab some clothes. At least with them on he would be able to hide it better.
He didn't expect to have Ironhide follow him into the closet, nor to have him stand so close behind him. He could feel the heat being generated by the massive body behind him, and he could have sworn he felt something ghost down his back in a stroking manner. He jumped a little and turned his head to the side to address his friend.
"Uh... 'Hide you mind giving me some privacy?"
He seemed to consider the question for a few moments during which time Will's arousal continued to grow.
"Fine..." He growled and turned to leave.
Just before he got out of the closet he stooped and turned around.
"The pressure in your lower compartment has returned, and if you require assistance with releasing it I will be in the barn." He said before he turned off his holoform and disappeared.
Will stood there shocked by what he had just heard.
'Did he just offer to help get me off?' Will thought to himself.
It's true that Ironhide could be extremely direct- he hated to beat around the bush- but to openly offer something like that and to someone he knows is committed to someone else... Will couldn't deny that it was extremely tempting. He was no stranger to things like this, as it got lonely in the army and you needed to find some way to cope with all the things that go on. But he wasn't off in some remote part of the world; he was at home in the room where he and his wife share a bed. They had made a kid here, and then Ironhide comes and offers something like this.
Will never even thought that the Autobots could have sex or anything like it. For all their apparent humanity they were still machines- or so he had thought. Could they really feel pleasure like humans do? The new information was a bit overwhelming, it brought up many questions that Will didn't have the answer to... but he could easily find out. The thought of what he was thinking about doing made him a little lightheaded.
He grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt off the shelf and quickly threw them on. He started off into the hallway and down the stairs. He had read somewhere that a couple of secrets is good for a relationship, and he didn't know if that was exactly true, but with everything going on he wasn't exactly thinking straight. He burst out of the front door and headed off in the direction of the barn, all the while his mind was spinning trying to figure out just what he was doing.
Ironhide had said that Sarah and Annabelle wouldn't be home for quite some time. Why would he say it like that if he didn't want this to happen? Will thought to himself as he entered the barn and found the giant truck parked innocently in the center of the room. Will walked up to the front of the truck and glared at it for a moment.
Okay, I know that I shouldn't be doing this what with the whole "You can't break the fourth wall" crap but I must issue this warning for the following section.
In the following section contains graphic material. This story is rated M for a reason and while not everything in it is bad there will be sections like this. I will mark each one with one of these warning so that anyone who doesn't want to read them can skip over it.
They won't have any new information in them other then the fact that two of the characters are getting it on. So you won't miss anything truly reliant to the plot if you decide to skip it.
You will miss me showing my slightly perverted side which I am more than ok with sharing. Anyway that's off the subject. The point is a graphic scene is about to take place. I will mark where it ends for those who don't want to see it.
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"What did you mean by that?" He asked.
The headlights flashed on and off before Ironhide answered.
"By what?" He said trying to sound confused.
Will frowned at the windshield since he didn't have anywhere else to look.
"Don't play innocent Ironhide… you don't do it well. You're not Bumblebee."
A chuckle came from behind Will and when he turned around he was met by the same tall muscle man from before. The man moved forward until Will was pinned to the front of the truck, the engine rumbling and sending vibrations down Will's spine which were both very relaxing and arousing. Ironhide chuckled again.
"I think that you know all too well what I meant." He said.
Without another word or any kind of warning Ironhide moved forward and forced their lips together. Will could do nothing but stand there and let the giant try and suck the air out of his body. When Ironhide finally pulled away Will was gasping for air and was shaking uncontrollably.
"What... Do... You... Think..." He tried to say but Ironhide cut him off again.
"I will not be like Bumblebee and Jazz." He said defensively.
At Will's confused look he decided to elaborate.
"I will not… what is the human phrase for it…? Oh yes, 'tip toe' around the fact that I find you attractive nor will I let the fact that you are the AllSpark get in the way of my need for you."
Will couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was Ironhide saying that he was in love with him? And what was that about Bumblebee and Jazz?
"I don't understand?" He said.
Ironhide let out a growl and grabbed both of Will's shoulders and brought him closer. He leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
"I can't help but... love you!"
With that everything seemed to click in Will's mind everything that Ironhide had ever done or said when he was around or interacted with Will made sense. The admission of his feelings for him was something that any sane person would find repulsive; they would run in the other direction and never look back. It occurred to Will that this was what he should do; that he should use all his strength to push Ironhide away from him. He should yell at him to leave and never to come back, he should call Sarah and tell her to come home so that he could show her how much he loved her. But he didn't.
Will didn't do any of that, he knew that he should but he didn't. He couldn't. If he did, then he would be rejecting his own feelings. His father had always told him to be true to himself, to find how he truly felt and follow his heart no matter where it lead. He couldn't go against what he was feeling, he didn't do it under the Hoover Dam and he wouldn't do it now. What would happen next he would deal with later, what he would tell Sarah he didn't know but he would come to that later. Right now only four words meant anything to him, and he needed for Ironhide to hear them.
"I love you, too." Will said and grabbed his head and closed the gap between them.
Will had never experienced a kiss like this before. His whole body felt like it had been electrified, his eyes closed and he saw a bright blue light burning brightly behind his eyelids. He felt himself being lifted off of the ground and then the steady movement of Ironhide back and forth. Soon he felt warm metal pressing against his back; he opened his eyes to find himself lying in the back of Ironhide's truck bed. The holo Ironhide crouching on top of him was drinking in the sight of him. Will reached up and started to tug at the base of Ironhide's shirt, who then let out another growl that was filled with need and desire before batting Will's hand away. In a second, the shirt disappeared.
Will gazed up at the impressive sight before him. In only a pair of jeans, Ironhide straddled him, each leg spread wide around his waist. The massive expansion of exposed skin was tight against his body, packed with bulging muscle. His chest was wide and covered in more scars and tattoos, the sight of them only arousing him more. His abdomen was as hard as a rock with a well defined six pack that Will couldn't help but run his hands along. This contact caused the man above him to tilt his head back and let out a moan of pleasure.
Snapping his head forward Ironhide grabbed Will's hands and pinned them above his head. Moving so that he could keep both of them down with only one hand, Ironhide started to attack Will's neck. He started with hard kisses that quickly turned into hard biting. Will began to wiggle underneath the massive frame, the sensation was driving him crazy and he began to beg for more. Ironhide seemed all to willing to comply as he pulled back and used his free hand to rip the shirt from Will's body.
His attack began again, this time moving down along Will's chest until he reached one of the man's nipples. He quickly engulfed it and began to move the little nub between his teeth, with the action almost sending Will over the edge but Ironhide stopped just before Will lost control.
"You're not getting out of it that easily human!" Ironhide growled in his ear, sending shivers down Will's spine.
Through the haze of lust Will noticed that the pain that had been present in his back had disappeared, only to be replaced with a rapid pulse that radiated from his spine and spread throughout his whole back. His breathing picked up and his heart began to pump even faster as both Ironhide and the pulses began to increase their actions.
Ironhide was quickly moving lower until he hit the barrier of Will's pants. Before when he seemed desperate to get to work, this time Ironhide moved slowly. He carefully unzipped the pants and began to push them down and past Will's hips. His progress was slow and painful to Will, so he began to struggle, trying to get the bot to hurry. When that didn't work Will began to grind his hips against Ironhide's, in an attempt to try and persuade him. But nothing seemed to work, as Ironhide kept going at the slow agonizing pace.
"God, Ironhide! This is torture! Would you PLEASE hurry?!" Will begged.
An evil grin came across Ironhide's face at his loud pleas.
"I am just making sure you understand who is in charge here." He said, laughing somewhat sadistically.
"You would make a good Decepticon 'Hide," Will said as he slumped back down defeated.
"Megatron tried to get me to join his side. But I told him to shove it up his aft." Ironhide said while smiling at the memory proudly.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity Ironhide threw the pants off to the side where they landed on the ground and were quickly forgotten by the two. Ironhide sat back on his knees; drinking in the newly exposed flesh of his human lover. His eyes fell on Will's erection which pulsed eagerly, wanting to be touched.
"I think that you're forgetting something 'Hide." Will said.
Ironhide followed Will's gaze and found that he was staring at his jeans. He grunted and a moment later the rest of his clothes disappeared, leaving the two of them completely naked.
Will gulped when the jeans disappeared and he got his first look at the rest of Ironhide's body. Will had considered himself to be impressive but he was definitely not as impressive as Ironhide had made himself.
"You know, it's so not fair that you get to choose how big you want to be." Will said.
His complaint earned him a full out laugh from Ironhide. He lowered himself and pressed their lips together, forcing his tongue into Will's mouth. Will wasn't going to be beaten so easily- so he moved his hips up and ground his against Ironhide's lower body harshly. Both of them took in a sharp breath at the pleasure this action brought. Ironhide glared down at Will who tried to put on an innocent face.
"And you say I can't play innocent well." Ironhide grumbled.
As Will was about to reply Ironhide flips him over so that he is lying on his stomach. 'Hide still had the captain's arms pinned above his head, and he then used his thighs to force Will's legs apart.
"Do you trust me, Will?" Ironhide whispers in his ear.
Will hesitates, he does trust him but he isn't sure about this.
"I have done much research the past week and I promise to be careful." He continues.
Will shook his head.
"I trust you." He says.
Ironhide kisses his neck several times trying to relax him. After a few minutes he settles more of his weight on Will's back, bringing his tip closer to the ring of flesh. Will holds his breath as the pressure at his rear starts to increase. He's been through this before but not enough to where it still isn't a little painful. Slowly Ironhide's head pushes through. He stops, giving Will a moment to adjust and catch his breath.
After a moment Will nods his head and Ironhide pushes forward into the man beneath him. They keep going like this for a while, with Ironhide pushing a little further then giving Will time to adjust before continuing. It felt like forever, but finally Ironhide settles all the way to the base. They both lay there panting for a while as they adjust and bask in the feel of each other. Then slowly Ironhide begins to move, he pulls out a little before moving back in. The burning pain is outweighed by the pure pleasure that Will gets as Ironhide begins to get more aggressive.
Before long he begins to pull himself almost completely out before he slams back into Will. Each time causing him to groan in pleasure, their pace picks up and soon Ironhide is slamming full force into Will. Their grunts and groans mix together as they both near their climax. Ironhide moves his hand off of Will's and grabs his waist with both of them; he then lifts Will until he is on his knees. As he keeps his rough pace Ironhide reaches around Will's waist and grabs his pulsing member. He begins to pump in time with his own thrusts and before long they both fall over the edge.
Will explodes into the hand that is wrapped around his shaft; his seed quickly falls onto the floor of the truck bed as more and more forces its way out. From behind him he begins to get several bursts of electricity coming from Ironhide's orgasm. After his orgasm passes Will's arms fall out from under him causing him to fall, Ironhide is quick to follow but manages to land beside him instead of on top. From the front Will hears the sound of Ironhide's hood popping open and the sound of steam being released as he tries to cool down his systems.
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Will lets out a groan and rolls over to face Ironhide who is staring back at him. Will grins at him and is rewarded by Ironhide's own smile.
"That... Was... Incredible." Will panted.
Ironhide nods his head. "Yes it was." He replied.
"I didn't know you guys could do that." Will adds after he catches his breath.
"I didn't either. No doubt Ratchet will be on me later for doing something so reckless." Ironhide said.
"What do you mean? How would Ratchet know anyway?" Will asked.
"Well holoforms aren't used like that all that much. There are Cybertronians who get the upgrade so they can mate with other life forms but it's not normally something that we openly discuss." Ironhide said.
"Why?" Will asked.
"It's like what humans call a fetish. It's the same thing." Ironhide answers.
"You mean like being a furry?" Will asked.
Ironhide got a faraway look in his eyes that Will guessed meant he was looking on the Internet for the term.
"Yes it is like that." He answered.
"Okay, well don't worry I won't tell... So how will Ratchet know?" He asked again.
"He won't exactly know that I used my holoform for mating but he will know that I had an overload and he will no doubt try and find out who I had it with while he replaces some of my burnt circuits and wires." He replied.
"WHAT! You hurt yourself doing that?" Will asked, sounding alarmed.
"No, no, it is nothing to worry about. The parts that are damaged are easily replaced. They don't last long anyway as we need them fixed every few years or so." He said trying to calm the man down.
"Oh... Well that's good." Will let out a sigh and laid back down. "So... What happens now?"
Ironhide thought for a moment before answering.
"I would suggest you get dressed." He said.
"Why?" Will asked.
"Because Sarah will be home in approximately 180 seconds." Ironhide told him.
Mikaela sighed as she checked her email for what must have been the hundredth time. She had sent Sam the e-mail early on in the day and she knew that he always checked it before he left his house. So why hadn't he responded? She thought about calling or sending him a text message but if he had ignored her email he would probably do the same thing.
"He might be upset… Maybe he is doing what I was last night?" She said out loud.
"Who ya talkin' about?" A voice said from behind her.
Mikaela let out a small scream and jumped. When she turned around she saw Jazz's holoform standing in her door way.
"Damn it Jazz don't do that!" She said glaring at him.
Jazz got a 'kicked puppy' type look on his face which quickly made her anger dissipate. She let out a sigh then put a smile on.
"Sorry Jazz. It's just every time you pop up like that you startle me." She said.
"I am sorry- I'll try and be more careful in the future." He said slowly moving into her room.
He looked around for a minute before sitting down on the bed. His gaze returned to her after he had made himself comfortable.
"So who where you talkin' about?" He asked again.
"Oh. It's Sam. I sent him an email telling him that we need to talk but he hasn't answered. It's almost 12 PM and I know that he should have checked his mail at least once by now." She said, turning back to her computer and refreshing the page.
"Maybe he thinks you want to yell at him." Jazz stated.
Mikaela hadn't thought of that. Maybe he wasn't beating himself up for it happening to him, maybe he thinks that she wants to blame him for it happening to her.
"You know I think you might be right." She said turning to Jazz. "He's probably already beating himself up about what happened and he doesn't want anyone else to add on to it."
Jazz nodded his head in agreement.
"What should I do then? Just wait for him to come to me?" She asked.
Jazz began to play with an old stuffed bear that she had lying on her bed before he answered.
"Well you could do that... Or we could go over to his crib and you can talk to him before him and Bee head out for the meeting with that Keller guy."
"Wait! Sam is going to the meeting today? I thought he would skip out of it after what happened yesterday." Mikaela said sounding amazed.
"Na, he said that a dull meeting would help him to forget about it." Jazz said.
"How do you know? You weren't even there," She asked.
Jazz tapped the side of his head.
"Ratchet sent me a copy of the conversation they had with Sam after we left."
"Oh... Should I go too?" She asked.
Jazz shrugged one of his shoulders.
"It's up to you. Optimus tried to talk Sam out of it, so I don't think he would mind if you didn't."
Mikaela thought about it for a moment before coming to a decision. She stood up and grabbed her purse off her dresser and put on her shoes. Jazz looked up at her with a questioning look.
"Where we goin'?" He asked.
"To Sam's, were going to talk and then we are all going to that meeting." She said with her eyes firm.
Jazz jumped off her bed and landed on the balls of his feet.
"Great, sounds like a plan to me." He said and head out the door behind Mikaela.
"Where is the meeting?" She asked as they left the house.
"Mission City, in one of the buildings that didn't get blown to bits of rubble." He answered as she got in the passenger seat.
Jazz quickly deactivated his holoform only to turn it back on only this time he was sitting in the drivers seat. Mikaela glared at him.
"You should really get use to using doors; otherwise people will think that you can teleport or something." She said.
Jazz chuckled as his engine revved and they shot off down the street in a squeal of tires.
They reached Sam's house in less than ten minutes. They pulled into the driveway and both Mikaela and Jazz got out, and this time Jazz used the door. They walked up to the house and Mikaela was just about to ring the bell when the door opened and someone ran head long into her. Mikaela stumbled back and almost fell off the porch but was caught but Jazz. The other person wasn't so lucky- he fell back and landed right on his butt. When Mikaela stopped leaning against Jazz, who had held her closer to his body than what was needed, she noticed that it was Sam that had run into her.
He was sitting on the ground rubbing as much of his back as he could from his seated position. From around the corner came a voice calling out to him.
"Sam! Are you alright?"
The voice belonged to the young good looking blond that Bee had picked for his holoform. Bee helped Sam back to his feet and Mikaela couldn't help but notice the blush that came to Sam's face or how Bee held him a little more tightly then what was needed. She took a mental picture of the look the two of them had on their faces and filed it away to be looked at later.
"Yeah I'm fine just..." He stopped when he saw just who he had run into.
"M...Mikaela... What are you doing here?" He asked, taking a half step back.
Mikaela put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"First of all; don't act like I am going to shoot you because I am not, and second I know that you ignored the email that I sent you. So to answer your question I am here so that we can talk." She said.
Mikaela noticed that at her words Bee moved Sam closer to himself- maybe it was for protection- but maybe not. She wasn't sure yet. Sam gulped a couple of times before he was able to talk.
"What did you want to talk about? I mean I don't have a lot of time right now you know, I got to do a couple of things and then Bee and I got to go into the city for something..." He started to ramble but Mikaela cut him off.
"Oh, really you got to go to the city for something? These things wouldn't happen to be in Mission City would they?' She asked.
Sam got a wide eyed look and tried to deny it but Mikaela wouldn't have it.
"Sam, stop it. I know all about the meeting so there is no need to lie about it! I am not mad at you either so stop being so nervous." She said, starting to get frustrated with his behavior.
"Wait, what do you mean you aren't mad at me?" He asked, with some hope in his voice that he wasn't in trouble.
"I mean that I am not mad at you for what happened. I tried to be- I really did- but I couldn't, and Jazz helped put something into perspective so I realized that it isn't your fault." She said.
A look of relief washed over Sam at her words, he couldn't believe he was being forgiven so easily.
"'Kaela you're the greatest, you know that?" He told her, beaming.
She smiled and lifted her head up.
"I know- I am fabulous, aren't I?" She flicked a lock of hair back at her words.
Jazz and Bumblebee laughed at her words.
"So... were you going to come with us to the meeting?" Bee asked once the laughing had stopped.
"Yes I am. I am not going to let you have all the fun Sam. Plus if I am lucky, Maggie will be there." Mikaela said."When where you guys going to leave?"
"Well we were going to get something to eat and then just hang out for a bit." Sam said.
"We were going to leave at approximately 1:30." Bee stated.
"Good! We will join you for lunch. It's your treat Sam." Mikaela grabbed Sam's arm and pulled him the rest of the way out of the door.
Mikaela and Sam missed the dark look that came to Bumblebee's face but Jazz didn't. He grabbed the scout by the shoulder and leaned in close to speak to him.
"Don't worry little 'Bee, she's not gonna try anything," he told him reassuringly.
Bumblebee looked back at Jazz. "How do you know?" He asked, with a degree of insecurity present in his voice.
"Because… remember last night when I talked to ya about how I am startin' ta like her?" Bee nodded his head in response. "Well I think that she likes me too."
"How do you know that?" Bee asked, tipping his head to the side in a questioning position.
A wide grin came to Jazz's face.
"It's beecause last night she kissed me on the cheek, and this wasn't one of those friendly kisses that I've read about. There was something behind it. Even old Ironhide thinks so." He said proudly.
"What, you told Ironhide? He can't keep a secret you know that mainly from Ratchet... You didn't tell him about how I feel about Sam did you?" Bee asked, worried that Sam would find out.
Jazz waved his hand in the air to try and calm his yellow friend down.
"Man, I didn't need to tell him. Anyone with optics can see how you feel. I am surprised that you haven't sparked with him already." Jazz told him.
Bee's face fell.
"I doubt it will happen. Even if Sam does have the same feelings for me, he's the AllSpark now and he wouldn't want to be with me. He would want someone like Optimus."
"Don't be glitch head! Optimus and Sam are just friends! It's you he's got the hots for. He probably thinks that you don't like him." Jazz said.
Bee jumped. "But I do!" He nearly shouted. To add to the affect, from inside the garage came the angry revving sound of Bee's engine.
"Then show him, make the first move. Then once you have him... ask him ta be your spark mate." Jazz told him before walking off in the direction that Sam and Mikaela had gone.
Bumblebee watched as Jazz got into the driver's seat of his alt mode with Mikaela in the seat next to him. His gaze moved to Sam who was staring up at the sky, looking like he was lost in thought. The look on his face was almost irresistible to him; he felt his systems begin to heat up as he gazed at the young man. He was brought out of his day dream when Jazz's horn honked at him loudly. Mikaela stuck her head out of the window and yelled,
"HEY COME ON! SOME OF US ARE STARVING!"
Bee looked around and found that Sam had been brought out of his thoughts too. They both locked eyes with each other for a moment, and in that moment they both saw what the other was truly feeling. Another blush came over Sam's face before he ducked his head and moved to the garage where Bee's alt mode was. Bumblebee looked around to make sure that no one was looking before he turned off his holoform.
Wow... what a chapter! I hope you all liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And I did, this one seemed to write itself. And I have beaten my record for most words- over 8,000! I am getting good.
I hope you all liked the Will part as I have a few concerns with part of the section... You know which one (Wink Wink) (Hint Hint) (Nudge Nudge)... Anyway I hope you liked it.
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