Author's Notes - Thank you all for the positive feedback on the last chapter! I'll try to keep you all entertained with this one as well. Now, I command you to enjoy this chapter! And review please!
When Arcee's systems finally onlined, she expected to be in a lot of pain, or at least heavily exhausted.
She felt...fine.
It wasn't until she tried sitting up did she realize the metal clamps holding her waist, arms, and legs in place on an examination table in a dimly lit room. It felt eerily similar to the way she and Knockout had found Breakdown when the humans had kidnapped him. If those humans were planning on dissecting her as well...
Arcee began struggling against the clamps with all the might her small frame could muster. She was not about to let herself, or her unborn sparkling, be the victims of another M.E.C.H experiment.
"Struggling against the restraints is futile. You should relax and enjoy the view instead."
Lifting her helm, she saw the terrorists leader, Silas, perched on top of a higher platform smirking down at her. Behind him were many computer monitors showing various scans of her frame, as well a three dimensional model highlighting the area of her chassis they were about to cut open.
Determined not to let this particular human get the better of her, she glared back at him and retorted, "My friends and I found you all before, this time is no different. They'll track me down before you can even think about dissecting me."
Silas placed both of his hands behind his back as he paced on the upper platform, his smug look still prominent on his face.
"Oh, but this time is very different actually. You see, last time we didn't have the means to transport your friend very far, so we had to make do with bringing him to us instead. You on the other hand, given your size, were very easy to transport to a much farther location. One not even on the same continent as your friends at the moment."
Arcee's optics widened slightly, a sense of dread quickly starting to spread through her frame. At least Bulkhead had given them a location as to where Breakdown had been. While she continued trying to wiggle out of the clamps, she internally tried her comm. link, only to hear static at the other end.
"And in case you haven't already noticed, we took the liberty to disable all your communications systems and jam your signal. We don't want you making any unnecessary calls while we're operating, and we certainly don't want anymore of your friends showing up uninvited."
Doing her best to maintain her composure, Arcee stopped struggling against the restraints, but kept her glare on Silas as she spoke.
"What do you want with me anyway? What more could you get from me that you didn't already get from Break- my friend?"
"I'm glad you asked, " Silas turned towards the three dimensional model on the computer and pointed to the highlighted section of her chassis, "Unlike your friend, your energy readings are off the charts. After a thorough scan, my scientists concluded that most of the energy in your body is being directed to this spot in the middle of your chest." Glancing back at Arcee, he concluded, "After overhearing you and your partner last night, I have come to the conclusion that you are indeed, as we humans would call it, pregnant."
Seeing the flash of fear in her eyes was all he needed to see to know he was correct in his assumption. He snapped his fingers and directed a team of nearby scientists to start up the various machines surrounding the restrained femme.
"Your friend gave us some useful information regarding your species technology, but you my dear, are carrying something far more valuable." A dark shadow seemed to loom over Silas's face as he looked Arcee over one last time, "Your sparkling, as I believe you called it, will be a useful addition to M.E.C.H's cause."
Arcee couldn't bring herself to talk back anymore as the human scientists surrounded her frame with the tools they would use to pry her chassis open. Hope of being rescued was fading from her spark fast as she realized that her only hope of rescue was laying unconscious on the other side of the world.
'Knockout...'
"Unhook her from the oil drip. The weaker she is, the easier this will be."
Belatedly, Arcee realized the reason she wasn't exhausted from energon loss was because of a device pumping fresh oil into her systems through a series of cables connected to certain panels on her frame. The moment the cables were unhooked though, a wave of exhaustion befell her and stasis lock threatened to overtake her systems unless she got some real energon soon.
"Once we're done dissecting her, we'll leave Hahn airbase and attempt to capture another one of the specimens. We could use this one as bait to lure the red one to us for example..."
That was the last of Silas she heard before the sound of drills reached her audials. She fought the urge to enter stasis lock, pushing herself to stay online, even as the scientists began cutting through her armor with heavy duty handheld buzz saws. She had to find some way to get a message across to the other Autobots and fast.
'Knockout...please. Hurry.'
~...~
When Knockout's systems finally came online, the first thing he felt was pain. Not just where the paralyzing blast had hit him, but throughout his entire frame.
It almost felt like...he was being torn apart.
Sitting up and grabbing his helm, he took a moment to try and remember what had happened the night before.
Ratchet had announced that Arcee was sparked with his child, he had driven to their getaway spot to try and clear his processor, Arcee had found him and convinced him to give the sparkling a chance, those humans showed up...
He clutched at his chassis as another wave of pain flooded through his spark chamber. Whatever was causing this pain was getting extremely close to sensitive nodes and cables around the inner casing of the spark chamber. Since a quick scan showed nothing out of the ordinary with his own systems, Knockout could only assume that the pain was coming from Arcee.
"They shocked us into stasis lock...and they took her. Arcee...I'm so sorry."
He clenched his dentals as the pain became increasingly worse. Whatever they were doing to Arcee was not good for either of them, or the unborn sparkling. He needed to find her location and fast. Fighting back the pain, he transformed and drove as fast as he could through the Nevada desert.
With the rock formation hiding the Autobot's base in sight, Knockout pushed his accelerator to the limit. Barely giving the blast doors enough time to open, he raced into the center of the base before slamming on the breaks and transforming into his bipedal mode.
"I need a fix on Arcee's location now!"
"Knockout what happened? Where's Arcee?" Optimus asked turning to address the frazzled medic.
"That's what I need to find out." Taking a deep intake of air, he explained, "M.E.C.H saw it fit to pay us a visit last night. They put us both in stasis lock with this electrical surge and then took Arcee. Whatever they're doing to her-!"
He couldn't finish explaining as he felt something akin to a drill hitting what would be an extremely sensitive panel in Arcee's inner workings. Doubling over, he accepted Breakdown's assistance and unsteadily made his way over to the examination berth.
"I'm not getting any energon readings, even when I boost the signal. Those humans didn't say where they were taking her?" Ratchet inquired.
Knockout could only shake his head as the pain became increasingly worse. How was he supposed to find Arcee if he didn't even know where to start looking?
"Could they be back in...where did they take me...Russia?" Breakdown asked.
Ratchet typed in the coordinates from the abandoned Russian town where they had found Breakdown, but got an error message in response.
"The signal isn't strong enough to reach across the world. We were lucky to have had Bulkhead give us the location last time."
Still writhing on the berth, Knockout shut his optics and tried focusing on his spark chamber, mainly to try and ease the pain that wasn't his. If he could give some sort of small comfort to Arcee, then maybe...wait...
'Arcee?'
Their sparkbond. They were able to feel each others emotions and feelings, but on a couple of occaisions, they had been able to communicate solely through their connection. Since the humans had most likely shut off her comm link and jammed her signal as they had done with Breakdown, this could be the only way to find out where she was being held captive.
'Arcee, can you hear me?'
'...Knockout?'
Immediately forgetting the pain, Knockout bolted upright on the berth, and quieted everyone in the room.
'I'm here. Are you alright?'
'...No. Knockout, they want the sparkling...'
'Stay online Arcee, I need you to stay online for as long as you can.'
'I'm...trying...'
Signaling for Ratchet to prepare the ground bridge, Knockout continued talking to Arcee through their bond.
'Did the humans mention where they took you? Did they give you any clues at all?'
'...No...although I heard something about...Hahn airbase. Other than that...nothing.'
"Hahn airbase?" Knockout wondered, looking over as Ratchet typed the base name in a search engine.
"Here it is. This base was used during the humans Cold War, but its been abandoned ever since...until now that is." Scrolling down the page further, Ratchet finally saw what he was looking for, "It's located in west-central Germany. I'm inputting its coordinates now."
As the ground bridge activated, Knockout gave Arcee as much hope as he could at the moment.
'I'm coming Arcee. You have my word.'
Hahn airbase is a real former military base, now being used for commercial flight, but for the sake of the story, its still abandoned.
For some reason, this chapter seemed to take FOREVER to write, but now that its finished, I can start working on the big rescue scene! Hope you all can't wait! And remember to enjoy and review!
-RulerofFire
