And we are back.
I am excited to get to this one, I have planned a couple of goodies for you all and I hope that you enjoy them.
Now I am not exactly sure what all will happen in this chapter as I write it down as it comes to me, but I do have a general idea though so you will be in for a treat.
I realize that this is getting a little old but I can't help but to mention and thank AngelicCrossplay for doing the whole beta thing. It seems that every since we banded together this story has been getting more popular and that makes me happy. So everyone be grateful
Angelic's Notes: pfft… Just doing my job.
Now then enough of my ramblings- let's get to the only reason that you all pay attention to me. ^_^
It had been a close call, but Will had managed to make it back into the house and into some clean clothes before Sarah made it home. He was just able to catch his breath when she walked in the front door with Annabelle resting on her hip. He slowly came down the stairs, feeling very nervous seeing as how every woman he has ever known has had the strange ability to sense when he had done something he wasn't supposed to. No sooner had he come down the stairs did Sarah prove that fact once again.
She set Annabelle down on the floor of the living room and turned to look at him. Will froze in his tracks at the look on her face.
"What did you do?" She asked. Her voice was quiet and full of seriousness.
Will didn't answer right away, desperately searching his brain for something to distract her. When he couldn't come up with anything he decided to act innocent, stalling for more time.
"What do you mean?"
Sarah looked around the house for a minute before settling her eyes back on him.
"The house looks too clean; it only looks like that when you have been up to something." She said moving closer to him.
"I don't know wha..." He began but Sarah cut him off.
"Look Will I know you, and you know that I will find out sooner or later so just tell me and I won't get upset." She said, with her pale hands on her hips.
Will searched his mind, frantically looking for something that he could use. Finally, an idea came to him and he had to stop himself from jumping for joy. He put an upset look on his face and cast his eyes down to add to the illusion that he was upset.
"Alright, I am sorry Sarah but I..." He said, deliberately pausing for effect.
"Yes Will?" She said, urging him on.
"I... I fired my gun in the back yard a couple of times." He said in a hurry.
Sarah's eyes got wide as he told her what he had supposedly done. "Oh Will, I told you I don't like you using that thing near the house. It's a bad influence on 'Belle'" She said disapprovingly.
Will hung his head in shame.
"I know it's just... My back was hurting when I woke up and it was the only thing that would make me feel better." He continued to lie, even though he knew this would probably come back to haunt him later.
"Promise me this is the last time." She murmured, her eyes showing disappointment in his choice.
Will nodded his head. "Yeah, it's the last time."
"Good," Sarah replied, planting a kiss on Will's whiskery cheek.
The moment ended when Annabelle started to make sounds like a car when it revved its engine. Will moved over to his little girl and picked her up; she immediately started to bounce up and down with excitement. Will couldn't help but laugh at his little girl and her eagerness.
"Hey there sweetie, you want to go see Ironhide?" He asked.
He was answered by his daughter's laughter. Will believed that she would start talking any day now, as it was getting close to time where she would start and he hoped that he was there when she said her first word. Knowing his luck, he probably wouldn't be around…
Thinking of positive things caused Will to laugh again as he moved to go outside with his daughter, who was wearing an adorable expression. Before they left the house he heard his wife call to him.
"Lunch will be ready in a little while so don't be out there too long."
He acknowledged her call and made his way across the yard until he made it to the barn, this time with his daughter. He hoped that Ironhide wouldn't talk about what happened in front of his little girl. He opened the door and stepped inside, and at the sight of the big truck Annabelle started to go crazy. She began to clap her hands and wiggle, showing that she wanted to get down.
"Hey 'Hide I got someone who wants to see you." Will said, grinning.
The black truck revved its engine, which made the little girl squeal happily. The next thing that happened was that Ironhide started to transform. The first few times he had done this in the barn had made Will nervous; afraid that the robot would burst through the roof. But he had long since gotten over that fear as he watched Ironhide transform. When the final plates of metal shifted into place, Will set his daughter on the ground. She used his pant legs to help pull herself to her feet, but when she tried to walk, she fell on her rear. Finally, she gave up and started to crawl over to the big black bot.
Ironhide let out a chuckle as the little girl got closer to him; he sat down with his legs crossed (as much as he was able to cross them). He put his hand down on the ground and Annabelle used it to pull herself up, tiny fingers gripping the metal easier than her father's pants. She tried to climb into his hand a few times but wasn't able to make it. Finally Will moved in to help her. He picked her up, and sat her down in the middle of Ironhide's hand. After Annabelle stopped moving, Ironhide lifted his hand up to his face so he could look at the little child better.
When she was close enough to his face, Annabelle placed her hands on his face plates and began to laugh in delight. Ironhide chuckled again before he blew some air out of his vents into the child's face. The action caused her to laugh even more as she fell back down and stayed lying down in his hand. She stayed like that for a while and it took a moment for Ironhide to realize that the girl had fallen asleep in his hand. It amazed him that something so small could be so full of energy one moment and then be completely drained the next.
"Did she fall asleep again?" Will asked, peering up at him from his spot on the floor below.
Ironhide nodded his head and lowered his hand back down to the ground. Will picked up his daughter and moved her so her head was resting on his shoulder. Sarah would be a little upset that she had fallen asleep so early, but she would get over it. Will rocked her a little and rubbed her back as she slept to provide a calming effect.
"Did you want to talk about this?" He heard Ironhide ask.
Will shook his head.
"Not now, maybe later. I don't really know what is going on; I need some time to think. I mean I already have one giant thing to worry about and now I just added another." Will said, while looking up at his friend... or was it lover now?
Ironhide nodded his head.
"I am sorry if what happened upset you in any way, but I will not apologize for it happening in the first place." Ironhide told him. There was no trace of regret in his voice.
"I know... I wouldn't want you to. It was great... amazing, but I just... Don't know. You know?" Will asked.
Ironhide nodded again.
"Well I better get inside; Sarah is waiting with lunch and I need to put 'Belle in her bed." Will said as he moved to the door.
From behind him he heard the sound of Ironhide transforming back into his truck form.
"I will see you later 'Hide," Will said before leaving the barn.
"I wonder if Sam or Mikaela are having problems like this," Will mumbled to himself. "At least they don't have to worry about breaking the news to a wife."
Will entered his house and took Annabelle up to her room. He put the child in her crib and made sure that the baby monitor was on before closing the door. He walked back down the stairs and into the kitchen where Sarah was, and she looked up at him when he came in.
"Where is Annabelle?" She asked, eyes searching for her child.
"She fell asleep with Ironhide again." Will said as he sat at the table.
Sarah shook her head and placed a plate of spaghetti in front of him, and handed him a fork.
"If she is up all night again, you get to deal with her." She told him, and sat in her seat.
Will nodded, easily able to repeat the familiar motion. However, he couldn't stop his leg from shaking under the table, causing tiny tremors to reverberate in the floor. He hated lying to Sarah. She deserved better than that- but here he was doing it anyway. He had no idea what he was going to do- maybe talking to someone would help. But he didn't know who he could talk to; the only person he trusted enough to talk to about this was the other person who was involved. He thought that maybe he should talk to a psychologist about this, but then he would have to be careful about what he said to him or her.
He sighed deeply. He had no idea what he was going to do and he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep the secret for much longer. Sooner or later he would be driven to tell Sarah about it and then who knows what she would do. The last thing he wanted was for her to leave and not let him see his daughter again… that would be devastating. His thoughts were interrupted as Sarah started to talk.
"Will, are you alright? You haven't touched your food."
Will looked down at his plate, which was still piled high with cooling spaghetti. It was true- he hadn't so much as lifted his fork.
"I just have a lot of stuff on my mind right now." He murmured.
Sarah stared at him for a moment before standing up and lifting his plate level with her chest. She walked over to the stove, dumped his food back into the pot of leftover spaghetti, and turned to face him.
"Did you want to talk about it?" She asked, blue eyes inquisitive and understanding. .
Will shook his head. "No, not really."
"Well why don't you go for a drive then, you always like doing that." She offered, knowing it often made him feel better.
Will thought about it, it did sound like a good idea. It would help him to sort through the mess he had gotten himself into. The only question was if he should take the regular car or drive with Ironhide. After a few seconds he made his choice. Will stood up from the table and moved to Sarah's side. He wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug and gave her a small kiss on the cheek before he left.
For the second time that day, Will crossed the yard and entered the barn, Ironhide sitting in his place like normal. Will walked up to the truck and cleared his throat.
"Yes Will?" The voice came from inside the cab.
"Uh... would you mind if we went for a drive?" Will asked, looking somewhat sheepish.
The driver's side door popped open and Ironhide's voice came from the speaker inside.
"Of course Will, come in."
Will eased himself into the driver's seat and put the seat belt on. Like always, the seat molded to his body shape and began to vibrate, having the same effect on him as before. He started to relax as the pressure left his back; and he let out another sigh as Ironhide began to drive away from the house.
"Was there somewhere you needed to go?" Ironhide asked, concern prevalent in his tone.
Will shook his head.
"No, I just needed some time to think." He murmured, and gazed out the window at the countryside's beauty.
The cab fell into silence as they continued to drive.
Sam stepped out onto the streets of Mission City, feeling it was a little strange being back here after what happened the last time he was there. He looked around and couldn't help but realize that this was not too far from the place where he had almost been crushed by Starscream. He remembered how close he came to being stepped on by the giant seeker, and had he not rolled behind the cars that were parked along the side of the road, he would have been dead. He rubbed his chest as the memory of how the AllSpark pushed against him as he rolled (it being clutched to his chest) came back to him.
From beside him came Mikaela's voice, which was progressively getting louder as she exited Jazz's alt mode. "Are you alright Sam?"
Sam looked over at her, face full of nostalgia. "Yeah... I am just remembering everything that happened here." He said.
"Yeah, I know what you mean." She commented, blue eyes staring down the street a ways. "Somewhere around here is the alley that I found that tow truck in."
They each spent the next few minutes remembering all the things that they had done while there robot friends were fighting the hoard of Decepticons that seemed to come out of nowhere. They were brought out of their memories as someone called out to them.
"Well well well, if it isn't the criminal and the extortionist."
Sam knew exactly who it was who was calling them- it happened to be the voice of the only person he knew who could get on his nerves that quickly. Looking at the entrance of the giant building they were standing in front of, he saw the ex Sector Seven agent walking out. He had his fake smile on his face again and was walking right up to them with his hand held out in front of him.
After a while of standing there with his hand out Simmons put it down and chuckled.
"Too soon?" He asked, with that superficial look still in place.
"A little." Mikaela said, looking away. "And I am not a criminal, remember my record is gone."
Simmons nodded his head, unconcerned.
"Oh yes that's right, thanks to you Mr. Witwacky." He said.
From behind him Sam heard Bumblebee rev his engine and was happy to see Simmons back up a few steps, a temporary look of unease on his features.
"It's Witwicky." Bumblebee's holoform said as he stepped out of the passenger side of his alt form.
Simmons stared at the blond and black haired boy for a moment before he said anything.
"Who is that? Have you been talking about what happened? Trust me; if you have, there will be consequences kid." Simmons raised his voice slightly, sounding a little angry.
"Nope, we haven't said a thing, though I have wanted to. We shouldn't be keeping them a secret." Sam said.
"That is not up to you kid. And if you haven't been talking then who is this punk?" Simmons demanded.
"That's Bumblebee, and I would be careful if I were you. He still hasn't forgiven you for what you did to him." Sam hissed, glaring at the former agent.
Simmons looked confused for a while before he found his voice again.
"What do you mean? That can't be one of them."
"Do you want me to prove it to you? Though you might have some more explaining to do if I transform here in the middle of the street." Bee said flatly, his eyes cold as he looked at Simmons.
His eyes went wide at the threat and he shook his head quickly in disagreement, clearly nervous.
"No nonono. Don't do that." He said while glaring at Bumblebee.
Jazz stepped out of his alt mode and tries to calm everyone down before something happened that they would regret. "Hey guys come on, can't we do this without scarin' people?" He asked.
Simmons looks at Jazz and rolls his eyes. "I am guessing you are one too?" He asks snappily.
Jazz nods his head and points to his silver alt mode behind him. Simmons growls under his breath.
"I don't know how you are doing this but I am sure that the answers will come when we meet Secretary Keller." Simmons said, crossing his arms.
He turns and starts walking back into the building, not even waiting for the others to follow him. They quickly make it into the building and follow Simmons into one of the elevators. He presses the button with the number ten on it and the elevator starts to rise. The small space is a little cramped with all five of them inside, but it was going up rather quickly.
When it reaches the floor they want they are quickly greeted by the sight of several men in black suits. They look into the elevator as the door opens and they stand in front of it, keeping them from leaving. Simmons flashed a badge at them and the men stepped aside, letting them go through. They follow Simmons down a hallway until they reach a room with at least four black suited men standing in front of the door, stony expressions making them look seriously grim.
"What's with all the armed guards? Is the president here?" Sam asks, looking at some of them with apprehension.
"No he isn't. But the protection of the Secretary of Defense is just as important as that of the President." Simmons answers.
He flashes his badge again and nods his head at the rest of the group. The men open the door and they walk in, seeing that the room is long, with several big windows along the far left wall. There is a big table in the center of the room for meetings and several fake plants in the corners of the room. Sitting at the head of the table is the old man that they met back under the Hoover Dam, Secretary of Defense John Keller. The man stood up and moved over to the group of people, putting out his hand. Sam's reaction to Keller was much different than his reaction to Simmons, as Sam quickly grabbed the wrinkled hand and shook it gently.
Keller repeated the action for Mikaela too but stopped when he got to Bumblebee and Jazz. He looked at Sam and Mikaela with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh sorry Mr. Secretary, this is Bumblebee and Jazz." Sam said, indicating the two Autobots.
They bowed to him.
"It is good to see you again Secretary Keller." Bumblebee and Jazz said at the same time.
Keller looked a little confused before shaking his head.
"I am sorry, it's just the last time I saw the two of you, you both were a bit... taller. I hope that I get an explanation for all of this." He said.
"Yes sir, we would be happy to tell you all about it." Bumblebee told Keller.
"This body is a new program that Ratchet has upgraded us with. They are called holoforms- they let us blend in and interact more with other life forms." Jazz informed him.
Keller nodded, a gesture for them to continue.
"We have only added human physiology to the list this past week." Bumblebee continued.
"I see, well then I am glad that you have been able to blend in more easily. I just hope we don't have to worry about the same thing from the Decepticons." Keller said, already thinking ahead in order to ensure the security of American citizens.
"Unfortunately when they arrive we might have to. They will do anything it takes to complete their goals, even mimic what they think is a lesser life form." Jazz added.
Keller's face turned grim but he nodded his head.
"I see. In any case we aren't here to talk about that." He said.
He nodded to Simmons who left through a side door of the room. "Now from what Optimus has told me, you two are acting as the Autobots' liaisons, correct?"
Sam and Mikaela nodded their heads in agreement.
"Good, now I would like to introduce you to the representatives for the United States government."
Keller looked over at the door just as two people came walking in. One of them was skinny, short (no taller than Sam), he was balding and had thick framed glasses on that didn't help his nerdy appearance. The other had tall, broad shoulders and had a hard face- he looked like he had been in the military for almost all of his life. Sam thought that the guy looked familiar but couldn't place him.
"Sam, Mikaela let me introduce you to Mr. Galloway- he was handpicked by the President." Keller said, while gesturing towards the small man in the glasses. "And Captain Dean DeMarco, whom I have chosen." He finished, pointing to the army man.
Sam's eyes went wide as he heard the name- it couldn't be… He looked at Mikaela and she had the exact same shocked look on her face.
"Wait. DeMarco? You aren't related to Trent DeMarco are you?" She asked, looking somewhat apprehensive.
The man nodded his head.
"Yes, Trent is my son. Do you know him?" He asked.
"Yeah you could say that." Sam said.
"Mr. Galloway and Captain DeMarco have already been briefed on all the details concerning the Autobots'." Keller said. "Galloway, Captain these two are Sam Witwicky and Mikaela Banes- they represent our Autobot friends. They were picked by the leader Optimus Prime."
Captain DeMarco held out his hand for Sam and Mikaela to shake, but Galloway didn't.
"I am sorry Secretary Keller, but is this some kind of joke? Do you really expect us to believe that these two children are the representatives for these things? And while we are on that, who are these two?" Galloway asked pointing at Jazz and Bumblebee.
Both the Autobots glared at the small man as he spoke; for both the insult to them and to their humans.
"Galloway, I am warning you to watch yourself. These two-" Keller gestured to Sam and Mikaela, "-have done more for this planet then anyone had ever done. It is thanks to them that we are all still here."
Galloway gave both Sam and Mikaela a dark look before speaking again.
"Fine, but we still don't know who these two people are. From what I have been told no one matching their description is suppose to have knowledge of the events that took place." Galloway intoned suspiciously.
"We are Autobots and we agree with Secretary Keller, you should be careful about what you say." Jazz said, crossing his arms.
"It would not be good for anyone where we to report back to Optimus Prime that we were received so poorly. Both us, and Sam and Mikaela." Bumblebee added; a serious expression on his face.
"Is that a threat? I should warn you that if you threaten me you are threatening the President of the United States and we will have you removed from the Earth any way we can." Galloway said, glaring at all of them.
It was Sam's turn to say something.
"You can't do that, you have no right!"
"I am the representative to the President, boy- I report directly to him." Galloway retorted.
"That might be, but you can't order them off the planet." Mikaela said defensively.
"You can ask them to leave the United States, but you don't own the rest of the world." Sam finished. "And for the record, if you do tell them to go then I will go with them."
"Me too." Mikaela added.
"From what I understand you were born in the United States- that means that you must do what our government tells you to do." Galloway argued, with his face starting to turn red.
"No we don't." Sam and Mikaela said at the same time.
Galloway looked like he was about to make another argument but Keller stepped in, bitter disapproval on his face towards the other man.
"That is enough Galloway; you have overstepped your boundaries. You will leave now and I will be reporting this to the President before the day is out- you have my word on that."
"But..." Galloway started.
"You are excused. Captain please escort him out." Keller said with finality.
Captain DeMarco nodded his head and grabbed the small man's upper arm, forcing him out of the room. Once they were gone and the door was closed Keller sighed and sat down in a wayward chair. He rubbed his hand over his face a couple of times before addressing them again.
"I am sorry about Galloway; he has been that way ever since he joined the government. He only got worse the higher up he got."
"That guy is a jerk." Mikaela said while wrapping her arms around herself. The man gave off a slimy aura and it had made her feel almost dirty being around him.
"Yes he is, but for some reason the President likes him." Keller said. "God only know why though."
"Sam." Bumblebee spoke up.
"Yeah Bee?" He answered, looking back towards Bumblebee's holoform.
"Did you mean what you said? About how if we were forced to leave, then you would go with us?" Bee asked.
Sam didn't even have to think about it.
"Yes I meant it. If they tried to kick you guys out I would go with you... That is if you guys don't mind me tagging along where ever you go." Sam said with a small chuckle.
"I don't think any of us would mind you two tagging along." Jazz said, grinning at the two of them.
"You are that dedicated to them?" Keller asked, looking surprised.
"Yes we are." Mikaela said.
Keller seemed at a loss for words. Finally, he stood up and straightened his suit. He called out to Simmons, who quickly made his way back into the room. They had a short conversation before Keller turned his attention back to the rest of them.
"Well I am sorry for the way things went today. I hope that we are able to get things straightened out with Galloway- either that or I will be persuading the President to appoint a new representative. In any case, it was good to see you all again; I am assuming that you two will be present when we open the new base?"
Both Sam and Mikaela nodded.
"Good, then I will see you then. Simmons will escort you back down to the street; I have to be getting back to Washington. Hopefully Maggie has been able to keep that Glen fellow from filling all our computers with illegal music and teach him to be more focused on his job." Keller replied with a smirk.
Before he could leave Mikaela had one more question to ask.
"Will Maggie be there when the base opens?"
"Yes she will." He answered her. "In fact, I was hoping to transfer her there so that she could help out. With her computer skills, she will be a big help to the facility."
With that he left the room, leaving them alone with Simmons once again.
"Well good news Simmons, I think we just found someone that gets on our nerves faster and worse than you do." Sam said with a grin.
Everyone nodded; thinking of the little jerk Galloway and how much they would love to tell him off.
"Glad to hear it, it will make working together easier." He said grudgingly. "Now then let's get going, I have more important things to do then babysit you lot."
They all headed out of the room and back into the elevator. The trip down seemed to be a little friendlier then the trip up and by the time they reached the bottom, Simmons had even made a couple of jokes that got a good laugh out of everyone. They said good bye to the ex-agent and got back inside Bumblebee and Jazz's alt forms. They headed off down the street more than ready to get out of the city.
He watched them drive off down the street and couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
"Stupid Autobot scum." He said to himself.
If he had the time he would go after them but he had other more important business to take care of. He pulled out of the alleyway and drove off in the opposite direction that the Autobots went. He drove for about thirty minutes before he came to the location he wanted. A little ways outside the city sat a small suburban area, filled with homes that the pitiful humans live in.
'These disgusting flesh creatures think that some wood and stone can protect them.' He thought. 'What a bunch of fools.'
It didn't take him long to find the house he was looking for; he pulled into the drive way and activated his holoform. He stepped out of his alt form and made his way up to the front door. He couldn't help but feel repulsed at having to be in such a disgusting form- he was sure that he could even smell the stink coming off of his form and it made him want to offline his sensors just to escape the stench.
He cleared his head of that thought for the moment as he needed to focus on what he was doing. He rang the door bell as soon as he reached the front door. In less than a minute a tall man walked out. Looking at him up and down, he realized that the man must have been in his early twenties. He put a fake smile on as he addressed the human.
"Hello sir, are you Jeremy Owens?" He asked.
"Yes, can I help you officer?" Jeremy replied.
He nodded his head.
"Yes you can. I am Officer Barricade of the Mission City Police department, and I have a few questions for you." He said.
Jeremy nodded his head, opened the door all the way and invited him in.
With another fake smile he followed the man inside. Once inside he continued his list of questions.
"Now from what I understand you were present during the events in Mission City, is that right?" He asked.
The man's face fell a little.
"Okay, look. I know what this is about- you are here to try and convince me that it was all a terrorist attack. But like I told everyone else, I know what I saw. Fuck what the government or my doctors try and get me to believe! It wasn't terrorists or any shit like that. It was fucking giant robots." Jeremy said a little out of breath.
He smiled and nodded his head.
"I am not here to convince you otherwise I am here because I believe you." He said.
"Y...you do?" Jeremy asked a little unsure.
"Yes in fact I know a way that we can prove it." He said with an evil smile.
"H... How I'll do anything to make people see I am not crazy!" Jeremy begged, desperate for this to be true.
"From what I have heard after the attack was over you found something on the street of the city." He said finally getting to his purpose for being here.
Jeremy thought for a moment before it came back to him.
"Yes you're right; I found this strange metal shard with some kind of black design on it." Jeremy said, his eyes wide, surprised that someone finally believed him.
"Good, good, do you still have it?" He asked.
Jeremy nodded and told him to wait there while he went to get it. He couldn't help but laugh silently to himself.
'Humans are incredibly stupid. They don't deserve to live.' He thought to himself.
Finally Jeremy came running back down the stairs with his fist clutched tightly.
"Here it is. I don't know why I kept it but I felt it was important." He said opening his hand and revealing a shard of metal about as long as his pinky finger.
"May I see it?" He asked.
Jeremy hesitated for a moment before handing it over. He looked at it for a moment before he was sure that it was what he had been looking for.
"Well? Will this do?" Jeremy asked desperately.
He laughed. "Oh yes this will work perfectly. Now just wait here for a moment I need to check something in my car." He said before turning around and heading to the door.
At the door he stopped and turned around.
"Lord Megatron will be quiet pleased." He said to Jeremy.
"Who? What are you talking about?" Jeremy called to him as he left the house.
Jeremy rushed to his front door and stood there watching the police officer get back into his car. He wasn't sure about what happened- next one moment the man was there sitting in his car, and the next he was gone. Jeremy stood there for a second, unsure of what had just happened. But that was pushed out of his mind as the car started to shake.
Jeremy saw sections of the car begin to shift and move around, and he caught glimpses of wires and more metal then he thought a car was made of. It was over in a second and Jeremy was left staring up at the very thing he had been trying to convince everybody for the past two months was real. The giant black and white robot glared down at him with an evil smirk, and he started to walk towards the house. Each time one of his feet hit the ground the house shook violently, as if there was an earthquake going on.
His eyes glowed red and Jeremy came very close to wetting himself.
"Who...? What...?" Was all he could say.
The giant metal monster laughed at him before answering.
"I am Barricade, and I am your end human."
Jeremy seemed to snap out of his trance at the monster's words. He slammed the door and tried to make his way to the back of the house.
'If I can get to the back door maybe I can get away.' He thought to himself, dashing through the halls.
From above him there was a loud bang, followed by chunks of the ceiling falling down. A second bang; and a black fist came crashing through the roof. A large piece of the roof fell and hit Jeremy in the back, sending him crashing to the floor. He managed to roll onto his back and was greeted by the sight of the giant metal black head staring down at him through the hole. The monster still had that evil smile on his face as he brought both of his hands together into a giant fist and brought them crashing down.
Jeremy's eyes went wide as the whole ceiling started to come down. The last thing he saw was a giant wooden beam flying straight at him, and the robotic monster's cruel laughter before his world went black.
Barricade took a moment to admire his work on the house; his scans showed that there weren't any signs of life coming from underneath the rubble. He crouched down, shifted back into his alt mode and headed off down the street. He was sure that no one had seen him while he was working, but even if they did, it didn't matter. By the time any reports of it got to the government or the Autobots, he would be back at his hideout and well out of harm's way.
He smiled internally as he felt the gentle pulse of power coming from the shard in his glove box. It had taken him the better part of two months to find this shard of the AllSpark. Finally, they would be able to bring back Megatron and he could then reclaim his leadership over the Decepticons. Barricade was all too eager to have his fallen leader back; he was tired of how Starscream was handling things. He had fled from the planet after Mission City and had yet to return, from the few transmissions he had gotten from the seeker he could tell that he had no real idea about what he was doing. His main concern has been finding the other two Seekers: Skywarp and Thundercracker.
He heard that Soundwave was on his way to Earth, and once he arrived he would have another bot that was loyal to only Megatron. Once Soundwave made planet fall Barricade would give him the shard of the AllSpark and he could go and bring back Megatron.
As he enjoyed the thought of how things would be once Megatron returned, Barricade made his way out of the city and far into the desert. He finally stopped when he came upon the large abandoned building that he had been working on turning into a headquarters for the Decepticons. They would have to move to a bigger one once more started to arrive, but for now it would work.
He entered the building and headed for one of the large rooms he had made. This one was where he would be staying and the others would have their own rooms once they arrived. He had made the biggest room for Lord Megatron to use once he was back and he hoped that he would be pleased with his efforts.
Settling into his room, he decided it would be wise to get in some recharge before he continued gathering the supplies needed for the base. He set his chronometer to wake him at a later time before offlining his optics and falling into recharge.
Alright there it is. How did you guys like it? I hope you enjoyed it. As far as Galloway is concerned I will continue to portray him as the little bastard that he is. He pissed me off so much during the second move that I nearly jumped for joy when Will tossed him out of the plane (angelic: me too!).
Now like always, review! I hate repeating myself but it needs to be done.
I will work on the next chapter in the next few days so I will see you all then.