A/N This is a short chapter. Embarrasingly short. I'll be sure to make up for it by uploading 2 chapters. Just for you guys!
Back in base, they received the message from Arcee. They heard her shaking voice, her urgency. They all looked at each other. Ratchet finally pressed a button and commed back, "Alright, Arcee. We'll send Bulkhead to assist."
Bulkhead looked a bit frantic.
"Why me?"
Ratchet ignored him, but pointed to the activated ground bridge. Bulkhead sighed and plodded slowly through the glowing vortex.
Bulkhead joined Arcee, at her side. Seeing Smokescreen, he gave a high-pitched feminine scream.
"Help me lift him up," Arcee said calmly. She sounded a little better, having gotten over it. She stiffly walked toward the young Cybertronian.
Bulkhead cautiously followed behind. Then he saw Smokescreen's insignia.
"Hey, his emblem changed!" Bulkhead blurted out in surprise.
"Yes, I know. Now help me," Arcee said.
Bulkhead slowly reached for Smokescreen's leg. His fingertips had just brushed the surface when he quickly pulled them back for no good reason. Arcee sighed. This was going to take a while.
A/N I must really like doing these Author's notes...I just have the strangest impulses to write them, just to entertain you peeps... :/ Oh well. Not like anyone can stop me :D