A/N: My mom got me sick for Christmas. It's funny because it started with her, moved to me, then my brother, and now my dad. XD It's the plague!

REVIEWS

Zrexheartz: XD An act of pure evil.

Autobotschic: SPIIDDEYYYPOOOOLLL! XD I don't think he does. That's just Shadow Stalker…

Answerthecall: Nobody ever suspects the younglings! XD

Bluestreak smiled as Prowl walked into the room. "Hello, Bluestreak. Synchro told me you were up."

"Yeah!" Bluestreak stood up off the berth. "And being released."

Prowl frowned, his door wings falling slightly. "Already?"

"Yeah. They gave me the medical grade energon that I would need, and now they're sending me on my way!" Bluestreak laughed as Prowl looked around. "Don't worry! I had a clean scan. They said they want me to come back in a decaorn for a check up."

"But…"

"Prowl, I'm meeting up with Smokey, would you like to come with?" Bluestreak smiled, trying to change the subject.

"I would love to, but I'm meeting with Jazz."

Bluestreak nodded. "Are you two…?"

Prowl frowned. "Are us two, what?"

"You know…" Bluestreak wiggled his optic ridges.

Prowl sighed. "You will need to be clearer."

"You know! Are you two… Is he courting you?"

Prowl stared at Bluestreak with wide optics. "What?"

Bluestreak shifted. "Please don't make me repeat that."

"We are not!" Prowl shook his helm. "No!"

Bluestreak nodded. "Good. I'm sure Synchro would have a fit if you two didn't go through the right 'procedures'."

Prowl sighed. "And did you ever go through the right 'procedures'?"

Bluestreak laughed. "I went on one date, ever, and sire was there the whole time."

Prowl smiled. "It must have been terrifying for the poor mech."

"Femme." Bluestreak corrected. "Her carrier was there, and needless to say, it was a disaster."

Prowl nodded. "Are you ready?"

Bluestreak nodded. "Yep." He hooked his arm around Prowl's.

"Wha-"

"Shh. I'm old, and need help walking."

Prowl sighed. "You just want to hold my servo, and you know this is the closest you'll get."

"Maybe." Bluestreak smiled, leading Prowl out of the room. "Synchro says you two are rooming together after he gets out of medical bay."

"I do not want to room with him. He is sloppy."

Bluestreak laughed. "You can clean up after him."

"I have more important things to do."

Bluestreak and Prowl walked out of the medical bay . Bluestreak sighed as he spotted the yellow and gray mech running up to them. "Hey!" He jogged up to the two. He stopped in front of Bluestreak, and smiled. "I've been waiting on you to come out of there for like one and a half orns! I'm Freefire! We were supposed to meet up in the rec room, and well we did, but then you ran out!"

Bluestreak glanced over to Prowl. "Prowl, this is Freefire. He's one of the instructors on my team."

"So what? Are you two brothers? I've never dated brothers."

Prowl turned to Bluestreak. "He seems lovely."

Bluestreak shook his helm seeing right through the lie. Freefire puffed up, and smirked. "I'm better than lovely. Maybe you'-"

"Freefire, you idiot!" A gray mech ran up to him in a huff. "I told you to leave him alone!"

Freefire raised an optic ridge. "Livewire, did you run all the way down here?"

"Yes."

"Good, then you can run your nice aft back." Freefire smiled.

Livewire nodded. "Yeahhhh, no. Sorry, Blue, I'll take this thing back where it came from."

Bluestreak smiled. "Thank you!"

Prowl raised an optic ridge. "They are both on your training team?"

"We're the only three sniper trainers." Bluestreak shrugged. "I met them for a couple of kliks before your ships started arriving."

Ironhide walked side by side with Chromia. "You talked with Blue?" The two were going to the youngling center to pick up Barricade. Hopefully the youngling didn't cause too much trouble.

"I did." Chromia nodded. "He said to give the youngling time."

Ironhide sighed. "We gave him time."

"How about we give him more?" Chromia rolled her optics. "Wow, what a thought!" She added sarcastically.

Ironhide shook his helm. "You better watch it, Femme."

"Or what?" Chromia glared.

"Or…"

"Yeah?"

"Or, I'll…" Ironhide sighed. "I don't have anything."

"I didn't think you did."

"You know, you should show me some more respect."

"I show you plenty of respect." Chromia rolled her optics. "For instance, I didn't beat you up in front of your friend."

"Prime is not my friend, he's my client."

"Since when are you not friends with your clients?"

Ironhide shrugged. "Point taken."

Synchro in the back of the recreation room glaring at the corner of the room. Crypt sighed as he shook his helm. "We're going to do something about this, right? There's no way we're letting whoever it is get away with this."

"Covenant. The data pad said Covenant."

"You know them?" Crypt asked.

Charger smiled. "It was before you joined. We went to Kaon for," Charger's smile grew bigger, "Business, and we met the twins. They were running with a femme, Covenant."

"They were part of her gang?"

Synchro shook his helm. "No, Covenant helped a mech raise stray younglings."

Crypt frowned. "So, this Covenant beat on her own younglings?"

"You don't form bonds like that in Kaon. Bots are acquaintances until they betray you. It doesn't matter if your creator and youngling, or even bonded." Charger leaned back in his chair. "It's kind of sad in a way."

"There's nothing we can do until Magnus brings the two here. I want to see the extent. Then we're doing the same to her." Synchro stood up. "By the way, I'm pretty sure I pawned Ratchet off to the Prime."

Crypt snorted. "Have fun explaining that to him."

Prime leaned back at his desk, as he released a sigh. It was the first quiet moment of the orn. "PRIME!"

He took that back. Optimus sat up, and frowned at his disgruntled bodyguard. "What can I-"

"Barricade is missing!"

Optimus frowned. "What?"

"They said Chromia came and picked him up already, but there's no way!"

Optimus stood up. "Isn't this something for the enforcers to handle?"

"No." Ironhide glared. "I'm sending every single soldier out there to find him!"

"Now, Ironhide, calm down. You can't do that. We'll contact the enforcers, and we'll see if we can find him. Calm down."

Ironhide growled. "I knew he shouldn't have gone to that fragging day center!"

Optimus stood up. "Where is Chromia?"

"Out looking for him. She punched the teacher, and then ran out."

Optimus frowned. "We'll get the enforcers on this right away, alright? You go find Chromia, and make sure she doesn't get into any trouble."