The Wrecker

Chapter 3: Prowling

This is not a large update. This story is still on the back burner, and I am struggling with it.

I've had about as much of this non-sense than I can take. Honestly, I'm surprised at his unstable behavior. I wait for Torque to enter the bridge and look to me. "Take the helm. Continue our course." I stated with cool calm. "I must defer with Wheeljack." He nods taking his seat. "I'll return soon." I assure though I'm not sure how long soon will be.

Torque didn't seem perturbed he just sat silently checking his coordinates and so I left him to it. Moving into the main hall that fed into the common area. I wait in the hatchway.

"I'll stand here until you open the door!" I hear Swaybar yell into the Commander's quarters through the hatch. "For being the commander of the wreckers; you sure are a coward SIR!" I watch her smack her palm against the door and kick it for good measure. Moving into the room I stand there in her pheriphery but she's yet to notice me.

"Swaybar." I say her name softly with no malice.

She jumps. "Prowl…Sir." She backs away from the door her voice going quiet. He wouldn't be able to hear her now that she's not yelling. "I was just-" She motions at Wheeljack's door but falls silent. He's shut her out that much is obvious. She wouldn't have been trying to tear his door in if he had not.

"I know." I nod. "Would you care to explain to me what is going on with your Commander?" I wait patiently.

Swaybar puts her hand on Wheeljack's door and shakes her head. "He's ….it's for him to say." She takes her hand back and turns away from me.

"Swaybar." I state her name with soft warning. I'm still a commander walking away from me without being dismissed is not something I'll forgive so easily; unless she wishes to elaborate on the whole situation. "Please…what's got his wheels locked?" It's an apt metaphor for the situation and I just hate feeling like I do not know what's going on around me. I really want to go back to the Ark, I do not want to be having these conversations.

"You do." She says not stopping for more than a moment. She sighs and moves to the ladder that will take her below deck where the crew quarters are.

Once she's gone the realization hits me like a Decepticon bomb to the chest.

It is obvious to me now what she means and I look at the door with hurt now. How could he not say something to Optimus, myself I understand, but-. He had tried, now that I recall, he had asked for Jazz's company and not mine. We didn't listen; we did not see the signs because we chose not to. We were too concerned with the issues on Alexia Prime to hear his pleas for what they were. He was emotionally compromised by my mere presence, and this too can endanger a mission.

I turn to his room door and press in my override command code and the door snaps open. I press inside and push the door shut behind me. "Swaybar I swear to Primus-"

As I turn he stands and looks up at me. "Prowl…How'd you?"

"This is an Autobot flag ship. One of few that are left. As second in command of the Autobot army I possess command over ride." To my credit keep my cool. "Wheeljack." I state shaking my helm. "How dare you." I say with a twinge of hurt.

"Commander-" He states coming forward as if he can explain himself.

I cut him off. "How dare you think…" I walk right up to him. Pede to pede. "That I wasn't talking about you." I state, and the energon is boiling in my veins. I grab his shoulder armor.

He blinks looking blankly as I come ever closer. "Prowl?" He asks.

Grasping his helm into my hands I pull him closer and press him against the back wall of his stateroom pressing my lips to his I kiss him. It's completely reckless, but it is completely freeing at the same time.

His hands are grasping at my hips as I continue the kiss, which he's only now starting to reciprocate. Pushing back I release him. "We'll start again in the morning." I state and nod turning I flutter my door wings as if to shake the nerves in my body back to functioning. I look back at him and nod. "Agreed?"

He is still in shock. He nods for lack of anything-discernable coming out of his mouth. "Prowl." He speaks my name and I turn my helm to the side as if to state I'm listening.

I hear his pede steps as he comes up behind me. As if my spontaneous kiss has fueled him with confidence. I feel a hand between my door-wings and I shift slightly at the touch. "I almost lost you." I shake my helm. "I asked for this assignment."

He listens. "I couldn't go another day…" I find myself loosing my words. "Knowing that I didn't do what I could to tell you how I felt." I am shaking now. "I had your very spark in my servos." I look at my hands and shutter my optics. "I just…" I lose myself.

He turns me to his face and he draws me in. Wrapping an arm around my neck and around over my door-wings. His other arm goes under my left arm and around up between them. "I…was never able to say it." He looks around. "You and I were in the same contingent for a long time. You wrote the rule book." He laughs slightly.

I smirk as my helm is resting against his shoulder. "That I did." He doesn't let me go and he doesn't act like he's going to.

"Prowl." His voice is soft, and I look up into his optics. "Thank you." He says calmly. "For my life." He states calmly.

"When you took the hit from the Emp." My voice flutters a moment as static dares to show its helm. "I…I lost it." I say softly. "I ran at you…. you pushed me off."

I shake my helm. "I thought it might go off again." He says calmly. "I didn't want you anywhere near there." He says softly.

"I spent many nights with you in the medical bay after the fact." I utter in an uncharacteristic way.

"You what?"

"I kept vigil at your berthside." I state. "For the first week, until Prime pulled me away." I state.

"He knew?" Wheeljack asks, and he steps back releasing me moving to his berth to sit.

I nod. "He knew how I felt for you… that doesn't mean he knew the reverse was also true." I state calmly.

He nods. "I have wanted you for so long." I blink softly and I'm almost afraid of what else he might say. "Swaybar says I'm obsessed." He shrugs and reaches out for me, and I cannot help but take that hand and go to him. Standing over him as he continues to talk. "But I just…since the first moment I saw you…I have never been able to get you off my processor." He admits. "I had settled myself with the fact that I would never have you."

"Why is that?" I ask honestly my fingers betraying me as they roll over his head fins.

"I am unsure, you were rising in the ranks, and I was just a merc." He states calmly. He's so much more.

"But you're a scientist." I state calmly. "You're an inventor."

"I wanted to be." He admits and draws me down to him and we kiss again, and if feels as if we'd done it a million times. "But once I saw you…" He states. "You overrode everything." He sighs softly and closes his optics holding onto my hips. Laying his helm over my abdominal plate. "I just fell into my work…then I got promoted." He looks away a moment.

I touch his helm, and he looks up to me. "I fear I may have had something to do with your first few promotions."

Wheeljack smirks at me. "You should have told me."

"Are you listening to yourself?" I laugh softly and he chuckles too drawing me down into his lap. I put on knee to his left and straddle him and we kiss again. "No more talking." I state evenly.

"Yes sir." He says softly. I don't know why but when he says it like that; it sets me ablaze.