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also i am still trying to fix any mistakes that i might have missed in past chapters (i.e spelling, grammar and so on)
The night had passed mostly without incident in fact the only problem had arisen when Sam told his parents that he was heading out on a re-con mission. Judging by Judy's reaction to the news Sam was glad that he had only told them it was just a normal patrol and not the whole truth about the cloak and dagger aspect that he and the others were now involved in. Though Sam hated doing it he felt that it was for the best given the nature of the mission. When morning came Sam forced himself to get up early and ready him self for what lay ahead. The first rays of the sun had barely made it over the horizon when Sam and Bee left their quarters to meet up with Apache. The three had decided to head over to Simmons quarters before most people were up and about as it limited the chance of them being noticed by the spy. To Sam's surprise Simmons was not waiting for them in fact it looked like he was still in bed. Both Sam and Bumblebee activated their Avatars and started hammering on the door to Simmons quarters with their fists. After a few minutes of this they detected sound and movement from inside, the door handle slowly turned and both Avatars were meet with what could have been described as the most horrifying sight imaginable. Simmons stood before them dressed only in underwear that looked like it belonged to a guy much smaller than him. Both Sam and Bee looked away as Sam said "is there some reason your dressed like that or do you just like making people throw up at six in the morning". Simmons who looked none to impressed at being woken at this hour simply said "we're in the desert, it's hot in the desert, I don't have built in a:c, I also need more than four hours rest, come back after nine when I've received news on where we're going and not a minute before". A moment later both Avatars found the door slammed in their faces as muttering issued from the other side most of it about how he was sick of working with amateurs.
Sam and Bumblebee both turned to each other then smirked slightly, "apache are you ok to wait here until we get back?" asked Sam not taking his eyes off of Bumblebee's Avatar. "certainly sir" replied Apache "great we'll be back around nine then" said Sam as both he and Bee made a dash for their alt forms. In a second there were two clouds of smoke and dust as the pair sped off as fast as they could leaving Apache to find a comfortable spot to keep watch. As they raced through the streets Bee commed Sam and asked "do you want me to set a countdown running so we know when to head back?", Sam thought for a moment then replied "we'll wing it". With the matter of time settled both young bots did what was their second favorite thing, they raced as hard and as fast as they could. This of course meant that before to long they would be doing their favorite thing and that required some privacy unless they wanted their actions emailed round the city like last time. As the pair picked up speed they soon found them selves less interested in how fast they were going and more focused on finding some small spot that was out of the way from prying eyes. A few turns later had them in what could be classed as the storage section of the city. As it's name suggested this area had few people as it was home mostly to parts and supplies. By chance Sam noticed an open door that lead into an autobot sized warehouse that looked completely deserted. Quickly the two made their way inside and found that it was mostly empty aside from a few creates of mixed sizes and shapes. A check by Bumblebee showed that the security system was in standby mode and after a few adjustments he was sure that it would stay that way until they were finished .
Once privacy was taken care of Sam found a small alcove that was shielded from prying eyes and scanners. Both he and Bee made their way into it's deepest recesses far from the view of any who might be looking. Once Sam was sure that they would not be easily seen or disturbed he got out of his alt form and said "so now that we have a little time to our selves what do you say about having a little fun with our avatars". Bumblebee's Avatar got out and laid back across his hood gently stretching it's limbs in the most inviting manner possible as he said "well I know for a fact that what ever we do this time is just for us and no one else so I say let the fun begin". The moment he had finished speaking Sam all but pounced on him crashing their lips together with enough passion and force to make Bee think that Sam had some how gone back into the instability point once more. But Bumblebee's thoughts lasted for only a few seconds as he gave himself over to the feelings that were flooding through his Avatar and his alt in waves that were strong enough to knock even the largest bot clean off their feet. The two Avatars began to move in sync as their clothing vanished in a flurry of dancing lights that surrounded them in an unearthly glow lending an almost dream like quality to their moment together. But all this was lost to them as as simulated flesh moved against warm metal in an ever quickening pace that was testing the strength and durability of Bee's shocks.
As time marched towards nine A:M Simmons started to pull him self out of bed muttering on how getting up would have been easier had he been able to get a full uninterrupted nights sleep. Once dressed he stalked out of his quarters looking for the bots responsible for waking him from the small amount of slumber that he had managed to get that night. Upon stepping outside he found that only Apache was still waiting in the warm morning sun and that the two he most wanted to have words with were no longer there. Having spent many years looking for signs of alien activity and investigating mysteries that would confound most normal people Simmons quickly worked out where Sam and Bumblebee had vanished to in such a short space of time. Letting out a sigh the former S7 agent said to no-one in particular "well at least it gives me time to get some breakfast in peace" before heading back into his quarters and requesting some food from the mess hall that was still used by many of the troops stationed in the city. Fifteen minutes later a breakfast large enough for two people arrived and Simmons started his day by kicking back and enjoying every scrap of the meal.
A little after nine thirty the unmistakable sound of two very powerful engines filled the air as Sam and Bee returned from their time together. Simmons left what hadn't been eaten and stepped outside to the sound of two engines purring at each other in what was possibly the most the most sensual manner ever made by an internal combustion engine. A few minutes passed and the two bots he had been waiting for lazily rounded a corner as their alt forms brushed against each other in the most gentle form of contact possible. Still a little sore about being woken at what he thought was an unearthly hour Simmons said "well look it if isn't the two little love bots here at last, I knew that your were still a teenager under all that armor and technology but this is just to much, even college jocks know better than to try anything before the big game kid". A fierce and dangerous growl replaced the purr that Sam's engine had been producing as he pulled away from Bee and advanced towards the former S7 agent. For a man completely out matched and out gunned Simmons stood his ground better than a well armed Decepticon had ever done in all history, Sam's engine growled a few more times as he approached before he stopped just in front of the gray haired man and said in a slightly menacing voice "when we spoke yesterday you never mentioned what time we were to call here so don't get on your high horse about being woken up at the wrong time and since we got here early bumblebee and I thought that we might use the time in a more constructive manner".
"still having a little anger issue there kid" quipped Simmons in response, "any way" he continued "I still haven't heard from my contact yet so you still early". The gray haired man motioned towards his quarters as he headed back inside, Sam and Bumblebee's Avatars formed and followed as Sam opened a com link to Apache so that he could be privy to the conversation. Once inside Simmons resumed his breakfast as Sam and Bee found a place to sit together. In between mouth full's Simmons said "the details of my meeting should be here soon and before you ask the information is coming through a source that's easier for me to secure than some kind of digital communication". Both Sam and Bee looked at each other slightly puzzled by the statement as the former S7 agent finished his meal. Before they could ask what he meant there was a flapping sound at the door as the mornings mail was deposited through the slot. "perfect timing" said Simmons his mouth still full of food, he quickly dashed to the single piece of mail that was sitting on the floor like a simple letter from a friend. Sam looked at it then began to wonder not for the first time if Simmons was completely sane, "that's how your getting your meeting instructions, hell fifteen people could have read that by now and all of them could have passed the information on to anyone on the planet" said Sam shocked that Optimus was putting so much faith in this man. The former S7 agent simply smirked at Sam before saying "you still have a lot to learn kid, first why don't you look at the contents" as he handed what looked like three pages of code to Sam's Avatar.
The young prime scanned the pages finding it hard to read as this code was unlike anything he had ever seen, even full access to the internet didn't help him decode what ever was written on the paper. Sam handed the papers over to Bumblebee hoping that his bonded would have more luck in deciphering the meaningless scribbles, but this code even confounded Bee as he could find no pattern in the coding. The two Avatars exchanged glances before Sam said "it's meaningless, there's no code here there's nothing". Again Simmons smirked at them before saying lay them out on the table scan them in then flip them over and do the same then once you have images of both sides line them up next to each other". Slightly confused Sam and Bee did as Simmons asked and created a virtual image of both sides of each sheet of paper, then just as Simmons had instructed each lined the pieces up creating a large rectangle made up of the nonsense. For a few seconds Sam saw nothing then he noticed a pattern the was formed by the spacing in between the letters the pattern soon revealed it's self to be a map made up of the gaps in the writing. Both Bee and Sam said "woha" the moment they realized that they were looking at a map and directions to a meeting place. Even Bumblebee had to admit that this was an impressive means of sending a coded message for a meeting and it was unlikely that most people or cybertronians would have been unable to to decode the hidden message. "so this is where we're going?" asked Sam as he accessed a series of maps looking for the exact location that was indicated on the message. "no" replied Simmons plainly.
"what!" exclaimed Sam as he looked at Simmons who was now grinning like the cat that had the cream. "you didn't honestly think that it would be that simple did you?" asked the former S7 agent. Both Sam and be watched as Simmons carefully pealed the stamp from the front of the letter before placing it gently on the table before him, "the inside of the letter is the first place you look when you searching for some kind of coded message so the best thing to do is put something there that looks real but is a total decoy" explained the gray haired man. Simmons then reached under his bed and pulled out a case then as he searched through it's contents he continued "I have no doubt that any information sent to me has been searched and copied before making it's way here and right now I'm sure that who ever is behind this has a copy of what your holding, it should only take them a few hours to work it out if their any good at what they do, aha". The "aha" signaled that Simmons had at last found what he had been searching his case for and a moment later he pulled out a small flash light and a pair of colored glasses. The former S7 agent placed the glasses over his eyes then shone the aimed the flash light towards the stamp, at first neither Sam or Bee saw anything but a quick change in the scanning frequency of their Avatars visual systems soon showed what Simmons was seeing.
Now that they were seeing things through this new frequency both Bumblebee and Sam could easily see a set of numbers written on the back of the stamp. Instantly they realized that these numbers were a location written in longitude and latitude. Now that they realized what this was Simmons smiled gently and said "when people are looking for treasure they always go for the heavily guarded safe or locked door they never think to look at the innocent little things around the room, the normal everyday things that your eyes just slide over with out thinking". This time Sam didn't want to take any chances on this being another decoy so he asked "is this where we're going to meet you informant?", "not exactly" replied Simmons "my contact won't have made it this easy for us". The former S7 agent held up the stamp and said "there's no time on this thing so I'm sure that this is just directions as to where we find the real meeting place and time, the thing is if we miss it we may not get another chance". Sam looked at Bee and said "lets roll out" as Simmons gathered up his things for the trip.
