Chapter 4

The perfect plan

Hi everyone, I'm still not back yet. But thank you too everyone for being patient, I have gone over this whole story and fixed thing a bit! Thanks BumblePrime and Wolfimus Prime so much, But wouldn't delay! This one is a bit of a short peace.

Magnus's P.O.V

I had a large amount of blankets in hand. I wanted to make Leadfram comfortable, But I didn't real have a guest room. I never saw the point, it's not like anyone visits me...ever. Even if they need something people tended to jump through hoops just to avoid me.

All exempt one, he'll be back by tomorrow I hope.

So she'd have to sleep on the couch, unorthodox but this is coming from a mech who has on countless times fallen into recharge on my desk.

When I got out to the living room slash/office I saw Leadframe already asleep. Her body was taking a lot of energy to heal so of corse she was all tired.

She was kinda nice looking while asleep, she didn't feel the need to have that hateful disgusted expression. The bridge of her nose was relaxed with the rest of her body. And most notably was her field not hitting mine whenever possible.

I put over a large blanket so she wouldn't get cold or overwork her vents. She moved slightly, nuzzling into the pillow

It was kinda cute.

I decided to move back to my desk and catch up on the Deception resistance paperwork Prime asked for.

I got my data pad out and started to re-read my assessment so far.

-In my tracking, while some Deceptions appear to be running at random there not. Most are not only trying to get off planet but also head somewhere.

Perhaps to regroup there effort in spite of their lack of leadership. This is how I've been able to catch so many rough Decepticons. Just finding exactly what the bread crumbs are is all I'm after. Or more likely a failsafe in place in case the war was lost.

In concern I've brought this to the Counsel multiple times only to be brushed off, my captures taken.

Optimus, I think I'm on to something big here if the Counsel wishes for me to keep quiet on the matter.

I looked over my desk and at the couch. I thought about this while back at the hospital, she was on the run like the rest. Who's to say she wouldn't know the answer I'm looking for.

My biggest issue will be how to get her to reveal it instead of me actively searching the cosmos.

I could get her to talk over time but...

I saw the collar options in my hub.

-Track

-Shock (hold charge)

-Death

I... I clenched my servos. My mission would be over and done much faster if I could get the information sooner.

It was against the law too use torture without a lot of approval from Prime, Ratchet, Prowl and Jazz. And ever since that sick freak broke the rules you now needed the session to be recorded, given to head of security, Redalert, for review and a medically professional to whiteness, picked by Ratchet.

But that was for normal prisoners not... slaves...

I hated the temptation...

Dominus Ambis, spent his entire working life trying to shut down the slave trade for Disposable class back before the war.

Sure me a Dominus had a more... Complicated relationship but I wouldn't spit in the face of his legacy.

I don't care how difficult Leadframe plans too be. I'm not going abuse her for my own ends, it's not fare. As far as I'm concerned she had the same rights as any jailed prisoner. And until she has her leg mobility again she is harmless.

Well, mostly harmless.

Rodimus will be here tomorrow, he's much more of a people person. Maybe he has some advice about how to go about getting her trust. I'd like to do it without damaging her more.

This just might be the brake I need.

I'll ask tomorrow, maybe after I fuel her in the morning.

Or maybe I could use fuel as a bribe of some sort.

I got out another date pad and my day planner and started to write notes to myself for later reference. The formation of a plan.

Ratchet gave her a quarter worth of Energon, she was likely siting at about~ just under half. With most of her body's energy focusing on healing, it'll drain faster. Leaving her, when Leadframe wakes up with a little more then a quarter. While awake she'll burn even more so if I get her up a 0600 hours and about 1000 she'll be at a critical.

Rodimus should be here at 1200...

I'll need to get her to last that long, a femme that size won't function long after and likely need to go into deep stasis. I'm sure Ratchet would be upset if I brought her back to him in critical condition...

I worked more on my plan before going back to the paper I need for Prime.

Leadframe's P.O.V

I woke up with my face plate snug against a pillow. All the lights and windows were dimmed, my inner clock read it being late at night.

About 3:00.

I heard a nose...

I used all my upper strength too pull myself up so I could peek over the couch. I saw the blue and white mech on his desk.

Shoulders seemed to have fallen into recharge on his desk.

I snickered slightly to myself.

Fraging nerd.

I struggled to hold my body and ended up crashing back down. I landed on my cuffed hands. I grunted too hold back a cry, gritting my dental and my fans whirled hard. Frag it hurt...

I got to my side.

It didn't end, it just ebbed.

I felt lubricants build in my optics when it still didn't stop. No, I wanted to choke em back. I wanted nothing to do with them.

The pain in my back just didn't stop.

I felt a ping of grief hit, I hated this. I hated how helpless I was, any good day I couldn't take Magnus out no problem. I was always the strongest, no match. But one lucky shot was all it took to tern me into a meek snowflake on the verge of tears crying on a couch.

I bit back refusing to cry again.

I will not cry!

I'm not- this isn't... this wasn't suppose to happen.

I closed my optics for a moment just to calm down.

I did have feeling in my lags but I couldn't move them much... but it was a start. I tried to move them a bit more.

Primus it hurt! It hurt like nothing else and made my back scream for me to stop. I broke and had to listen letting them lay out.

But If I could do that then that meant they could get better.

I felt a small ping of hope...

I just need to bide my time until I could get back to normal, or at least close enough. Then I can start thing of a escape...

I remember the feeling back in the elevator. When he had me pinned and holding the shock charge. He let it get critical...

If he would have let it shock me... I didn't know if I'd have made it.

I don't know if Magnus gets that.

Or if he even realizes that he was given Carte blanch to whatever he desired.

I shivered letting go of my pain.

And because he was so strong there wasn't anything I could do against it, he was right... if he got rid of me I'd go for cheep. Everyone talks about how strict he is and how nothing live up to his standards. It was really a matter of time before he throws me out.

But...

I don't want to just surrender myself and just be grateful he doesn't molest me in the washrack.

If he took me in as some sort of pet project he's going to want too see some reward for his efforts. Like I said before nothing in this world is free.

I leaned into the pillow more, remembering his hands on me.

No I pushed that all out of my mind, It will only make me panic.

But my mind argued that not dealing with this will only make it worse in the long run. I needed a plan...

I doubt he'll try anything while I'm this critical and just got out of surgery. Tonight I was able to bring my knees up to my chest once without braking anything. I do it twice tomorrow, I'll do a whole lot of leg exercises and work through. I'll get more strength back. I can even exaggerate my pain too Magnus to buy more time if needed.

This way I can at least put up a better fight.

But the collar...

Damnit! I need to get it off.

I pulled agents the stupid cuffs, I wish I could reach for the collar. But from what I remembered It didn't have any opining so that meant it was electronically sealed. There was no way I could rip it off, not only was it too strong and the tight rings around the Energon lines made it so even if I was tuff enough the rip it off I'd also tare my Energon lines.

No.

I'm thinking about it all wrong.

I don't need to remove the collar, I just need to get rid of the functions. Those were built in features I could disable.

But the collar was much to tight, I'd have to brake my neck and plenty of wires to get at them physically... maybe a EMP burst would disrupt the signal?

Ok that's a start

I'd need a bit of power to blow out the collar, which might make the bomb go off if it didn't have a signal...

I don't know enough about it yet...

I pulled more at the tight cuffs around my back.

Magnus is a workaholic, so maybe while he's out I can slink my way though the apartment and find something to help me out.

Or... Magnus seemed pretty out of it now, and I didn't feel that tired.

No, the cuffs will make it impossible. I doubt I could snake around with enough grace to not waking him up, I'll make him take them off tomorrow.

Or I could ask n-n-nicely.

But if I try being too friendly he might suspect somethings up.

I'll see what will happen.

But if there is one thing I'm doing, it's not staying here...