To say Onslaught was worried would have been a lie. The Combaticon Commander had long ceased his worrying. Because, obviously, panicking worked better at getting medics to work faster. Plus Vortex kind of made him paranoid. Naming of tones of random facts about anything and everything that could and possibly would go wrong with Swindle during, before, or after repairs. He'd even gone so far as to punch the Copter after he didn't shut up upon being told to do so.

Vortex now sat off in some far corner of the field nursing a possibly broken nose.

Onslaught probably shouldn't have hit him that hard, but it did manage to take off some of the stress. Which kind of made him want to punch someone else. But he refrained from it. Though if Brawl ever decided to show up at their little "camp site", he would be none the happier to punch him. Repeatedly. Especially sense his exact orders were to stay with Swindle. As everyone's orders were to stay with their teammate.

Everyone but Onslaught, who lacked both a teammate and the need to fallow his own orders. He's the Leader, he doesn't have to fallow his own orders. He just gives them. And beats the Energon an' Oil out of ya if you disobey them. Or at least scolds. He's very good at scolding and lecturing. Usually doing both at the same time, whether meaning to or not. He's just that good. Apparently good at panicking too, because Hook had proceeded to stop working and glare at him.

If looks could kill, he'd be dead. The glare made him figure Hook was trying to scare him off, though. Wasn't going to work. He isn't going anywhere until he knows they aren't going to do anything funny to Swindle. Then he still won't go anywhere. Nowhere to go anyways. Just miles and miles, acres and acres of nice, green, open field. In fact...how had Swindle gotten shot? Open field meant no place to hide. And to get him in the head like that, they would of had to sneak up on him.

Probably wasn't paying attention. Certainly going to get a lecture on that when he's up and about.

If he ever wakes up...

Onslaught began to pace and panic again at the thought of Swindle never waking up, he had just barley managed to stay awake until he and Vortex got to him. He had gone into stasis the moment they arrived, falling right into Vortex, who luckily had the decency to actually catch - rather than watch drop - the poor mech. Vortex sort of panicked, thinking he had off-lined suddenly upon their arrival. And continued to do so until Swindle groaned in pain.

That was when Vortex dropped him, screeching like a little human girl and jumping in the air. Luckily Onslaught had been standing right beside him, and managed to catch Swindle, though he also got a thigh full of rotor when Vortex jumped. Luckily thigh, it was oh-so close to hitting him in the aft. Not even funny. Though if Swindle had been awake - and didn't have a huge gaping hole in his head - he probably would have laughed.

Which made Onslaught frown, already missing that laugh of Swindle's. That child-like, innocent yet so not laugh. He didn't even laugh, really. More like a string of giggles if anything. Laughing wasn't Swindle. Giggle fits are.

Onslaught paused, was he really becoming panicked and paranoid enough to already miss Swindle's laughing, even at his expense? Damn Vortex and his happily naming of random facts that often fallowed after a damaged processor.

"Ons, panicking isn' gonna make him better." Came Vortex's stuffy voice from somewhere behind him, obviously holding a hand over his nose judging from how his voice sounded. Similar to that of a human with a cold. Onslaught turned to look at Vortex, who now sat beside Blast Off a few good feet from him, Swindle, and what few Constructicons were here at the moment. Blast Off had either stared at Swindle, or the ground when seeing Swindle became too much. And as for the moment, seemed to be staring at the ground. Vortex sat beside him, pouting with both hands over his nose.

Staring for a moment, Onslaught sighed and turned back to see Hook standing from Swindle, wiping his hands with a cloth.

"He's stable, repairs are as good as I can manage. Not much else we can do aside from fix his helm, will do that when he wakes up. For now...just got to hope he wakes up." Hook frowned and looked over the three. Onslaught looked relieved, along with the other two. But quickly caught onto the expression. "What?" He demanded as Hook frowned, looking at them with a tiny thread of pity.

"Well, it may or may not be a good thing..." Hook paused, as everyone looked to him. "But once he wakes up he may have a few...problems."

"What kind of problems!" The three cried in unison, voices a mess of confusion, fear, worry, and anger. Hook cycled air through his vents, sighing. "Well it depends. He could have memory problems, though his memory core wasn't damaged so that's unlikely. His personality component was damaged though...I managed to fix it...but it isn't perfect. His personality may contain a few...glitches. He may act completely different from usual. He may not. Only time will tell. Aside from that, not much else was damaged. But he will have a bit of trouble talking...his voice modulator was a bit damaged. And the damage done to his legs will probably leave an ache for a while, even after repairs. Especially his right leg, one of the cables snapped. He'll have a limp until I can replace it." Hook trailed off after that, getting stares from the three.

Onslaught looked about ready to tear into him, but someone he had been waiting for chose that exact moment to arrive.

"Yo, you guys see those Autobots! Didn't know medics could run that fast..." Brawl sauntered onto the scene, seemingly fine. A few scrapes, burns, and bruises. But nothing serious. Onslaught instantly turned all attention to him.

Brawl was none the wiser as he stroke over, peering down at Swindle, he turned to Vortex who was giving him an unreadable expression. "What happened to him?" He asked with a smirk. "Did he try and screw someone over again? Idiot." He peered back down at the smaller member of their group, already coming up with tons of different things he could have done to get a huge hole in his head. Starting to regret leaving, he wouldn't have minded seeing that. Or what weapon was used.

Or who actually managed to sneak up and shoot him in the head in an open field.

Probably that one Autobot - Mirage - who can turn himself invisible at will. What he wouldn't give to have one of those gizmos himself, it's be fun to be able to turn invisible. Imagine all of the Energon he could steal without anyone noticing! He could always blame it on Swindle later. Nah, Swindle might shoot him again if he does...like the last time he blamed something on him. Perhaps it wasn't his best idea to anger the mech with the Scatter Blaster. Swindle had even lectured him on how he 'Gets into enough trouble' without help or blame for something he didn't do.

Speaking of which, no one had told him what happened to the little guy yet.

Looking to Vortex, he expected to glare and see if that would work. But Vortex had taken up glaring at the ground for some reason, just as Blast Off - who sat beside him - took up staring at Swindle. With a huff, he turned to ask Onslaught. Surely he would know, being Leader and all. Plus if they were here it likely meant he called for help, which likely meant it was Onslaught he called. Sense it's always Onslaught who Swindle goes crying to.

Always.

He turned to ask Onslaught what happened, but upon getting their Leader within his sights, he came face-to-face with his Stun Gun. Ironic, considering he was just thinking about how blaming things on Swindle got him coming face-to-face with a Scatter Blaster. Perhaps he should have done as the humans say and "Knocked on wood". Too bad there isn't much wood around here. If any wood around here. But that's not the point. The point is why is their normally "calm" Commander holding a gun to his head?

Perhaps he should ask? But then again, that expression - the obviously invisible one he could sense hidden behind that mask, duh - clearly read "Ask any stupid questions and I'll shoot your face". Scatter Blaster or Stun Gun...wonder which hurts worse. Brawl became quite sure he didn't want to know. In fact, he's pretty sure even blinking would get him shot. Not that he could actually blink like an Organic...but...anyways. No time to start thinking about how he can't technically blink. Stay on track.

...Screw it. "Why are you holdin' a gun to my head?"

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Authors Notes: Yes well, remember how I said I have a surprise for you this Chapter? I meant next chapter. Heh, sorry! This one wrote itself and isn't exactly how I planned. It's more so telling how Onslaught acts in this Fanfic and that Brawl is sort of an aft. He cares, though! I'm sure...he just has a funny way of showing it. Were Vortex sulks and Onslaught panics, Blast Off spaces out and Brawl seems indifferent to it all! You'll learn of Swindle's fate next chapter. Sorry this one wasn't as detailed as the last or anything. It sort of seems rushed, huh? Next chapter will be better, hopefully!

Disclaimer: Transformers does not belong to me, nor do any of it's Characters.