Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

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Chapter 160

"You have a visitor."

Coby looked up from his bunk to see Lori enter his cell. Her eyes were red and wet from constant crying, but they lit up upon seeing him again. He sat up and held his arms open as she rushed into them, burying her head into his shoulders.

"Hey there," he whispered. "Don't cry. Pretty girls like you..."

"Shut up," she cut him off, catching his lips in a heated kiss. It lasted several minutes as they held on to each other, as if they were afraid one of them would vanish. When they finally stopped, Lori sighed in content and rested her head on his shoulder. "I miss you," she whispered.

"Which part of me?" Coby softly chuckled.

Lori slugged him in the opposite shoulder, hard. "I thought you said you'd stop being perverted in your jokes," she hissed.

"Sorry," Coby apologized. "That wasn't supposed to sound perverted. I miss you too. Any idea what Chairman Dreadlock will decide?"

"No," Lori answered. "It's been weeks, but he hasn't decided yet." She smiled as his hand rested on her stomach.

"Two months already," he whispered, his voice catching slightly. "That is, if we're right in assuming that you conceived on our first time."

"It's not an assumption, Coby, I know we did," she replied. "Besides, you know that when you assume things you make an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'."

He snickered at the joke, but then turned serious. "What do we do if Dreadlock sides against us?" he asked.

Lori was silent for a moment, and then replied, "Let's leave; just the two of us. If we can't get away using the Alliance, then we'll use our Link Up. I'm not leaving you here to rot, and to hell with anyone who tries to stop us."

Coby was surprised, "Lori..."

"Don't try and argue with me, Coby," she whispered. "Tearing us apart against our will is the wrong choice. We didn't break any laws. You didn't rape me. I won't let a group of Humans do this to us just to stroke their own egos."

He knew she was right, and nodded, "Together forever, no matter what happens." I don't think it was a mistake when Galaxy Convoy left out the phrase, "Till death do you part". I want to be with you forever.

Two cell blocks away, Galaxy Convoy sighed in sadness in his cell. In fact, he couldn't even call himself a Convoy any more. For the first time in a long time, he was Galactus once more. Because of Amendment #217, he was not allowed to hold the Matrix of Leadership as a suspected criminal or a convicted criminal. It was being kept in the Chamber of Ancients at the Temple of Primus, where it would wait for his return, or a new worthy guardian.

I never even wanted the Matrix to begin with. Now that I'm without it, however, I'm not so sure. It wasn't that he wanted the power the Matrix gave him. As the most recent caretaker, his concerns were that of safety and security.

Nemesis Convoy can penetrate our defenses using unknown methods, and he seems to have his own connection to the Matrix. Now would be his best chance to obtain it. We're running on borrowed time.

"Visitor to see you, sir."

Galactus brushed his thoughts to the side as he turned to see the visitor enter. It was Tsunami, who smiled at him, "I only wish I was here to tell you you were free."

He smiled back, "It's all right, Tsunami. Things will work out in the end."

"What happens if you are convicted?" she asked.

His face darkened as he contemplated that thought. "I don't know," he finally answered. "The galaxy could very well end up in a great deal of torment. The Alliance itself may even fragment. It could even lead to civil war."

Tsunami grimaced, "Isn't there something that can be done?"

"I don't know," Galactus answered. "I wish I knew."

For a while, there was silence between the two. Then Tsunami spoke, "Don't worry, Galactus. Whatever happens, I'll take care of you."

The door opened again, and the guard stepped in. "Galactus, it's time."