Old Friends, New Problems
Chapter 14
#Scrap yard#%Rem's POV%
The following day, Rem spent most of her time fine tuning the Alchemor's systems and helping Fixit make more stasis pods. Truth be told, she hated that part, it felt like she was betraying her fellow Decepticons. Despite what Megatron says about the Decepticons being no more, that they were all just Cybertronians now, Rem still felt though's ties.
Sometimes, when the others were on patrol or when the were too busy with their own things, Rem would sneak over to the pods and see if she could find anyone she recognized. Sadly, though, she never did. After she was done helping Fixit, Rem decided to go for a walk to the quarry to clear her head. When she got there, Rem spent a good six hours making holes in the walls, and turning the large boulders into pebbles and dust. By the time Rem was finished, the quarry was probably a fraction of a size bigger than it was when she had arrived. All in all, it was very therapeutic, and Rem was feeling a lot better.
But all that changed when she got back to the scrap yard. Instead, her frustration and anger came back ten fold. It took all of her self-control just to NOT fry the bot that stood there. Rem clenched her fists at her sides, narrowing her optics into dangerous slits.
"WHAT in Primus' name is that Unicron forsaken fragging glitch head doing here!?" she hissed, venom dripping from each word.
The object of her rage visibly gulped and shot Bumblebee a nervous, pleading look. The yellow and black Autobot looked at Rem then the nervous white mech beside him, obviously trying to figure out what to say. Oh what she wouldn't give just to let out a sharp charge, but that would break the promise she made to Bumblebee. So, instead, she closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself. Breath, Rem. She thought to herself, taking another breather. Just breath. No need to lose control... yet.
Rem turned sharply on her heel, ignoring Bumblebee's pleas for her to come back, that he could explain.
'There's nothing to explain, 'Bee,' she sent over the comm. 'When he leaves, tell me. But if I see if in these woods, I WILL smolder him.' She deactivated her comm after that.
Retracing her steps, Rem soon found herself back at the quarry. Folding her legs underneath her, Rem removed her necklace and held it in her lap, thumbs ghosting over the names nearest to them. Friends and enemies alike where on it, along with her insignia from the war. The necklace itself was a gift, given to her by Soundwave after her tenth mission. Back then, only the Decepticon high command knew she existed. Looking down at it once more, dark optics skimming over each visible one. When they landed on a shaded green and silver-black charm, a choked sob rose up and escaped her throat. More followed in suit, and soon enough, Rem was hunched over, shaking and crying.
She was being weak, and she knew it, too. She should've been able to let all this hate and pain go centuries ago. Should've just grieved and moved on. But she didn't. She couldn't. Rem didn't want to just accept what happened and move on, it just wasn't in her. Shockwave had told her that the pain would lessen with time, but it hadn't, and that's what had kept her going. She blamed it on her organic side. Humans were notorious for holding grudges and letting their emotions and bad memories fester. Where as a majority Cybertronians, Autobots and Decepticons, would've been able to cope and move on.
Eventually, she managed to choke her sobs down and banish her tears. Replacing her necklace, Rem stood and jumped down to the quarry floor. Might as well vent her frustration out in the safest way possible.
#Scrap yard#%Bumblebee's POV%
"Rem! Come on, Rem, pick up!"
All he got was static.
Sighing, Bumblebee gave up in trying to reach his friend, then turned to the source, optics narrowed slightly.
"Wheeljack," he began, folding his arms over his chest. "Just what are you doing here?"
The former Wrecker had shown up quite unexpectedly, rolling right into the scrap yard just minutes before Rem showed up. At first, Bumblebee thought that his friend was going to disassemble Wheeljack, and if the snaking string of energy were to go by, she probably would've if their hadn't been anyone else but the two of them. Bumblebee sighed inwardly, he had thought that the hate in her spark had at least simmered down some. Apparently he had been wrong.
Wheeljack shrugged, folding his arms across his chassis. "I came to see how my daughter's been holding up. Why? That a crime now, 'Bee?"
Bumblebee shook his head, and said, "No, Wheeljack, I just think that you should've called first."
"Why? Because she's here?"
"Because the next time you show up here unannounced, and the rest of us aren't here, Rem could - No! Will! She will kill you, Wheeljack!" snapped Bumblebee, glaring at the older mech. "You were just lucky that we got back before Rem did, or she would've done just that."
Wheeljack snorted disbelievingly. "I can take whatever that freak can dish out and more, you know that, 'Bee."
Bumblebee sighed, "'Jack, that was interrogation, she wasn't trying to kill you." 'Bee pinched the bridge of his nose, and shook his head. "Look, lets turn in for the night. We'll deal with the rest of this in the morning. Wheeljack, you can bunk with Grimlock, there should be enough room for the both of you."
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That night, when he was sure that everybody was recharging, Bumblebee went into the woods.
It took him awhile, but he found the quarry, and looked down. He whistled at what he saw. Boulders were now pebbles or charred black, holes and craters ranging in size from two to six Grimlocks were everywhere, and there were even a few collapsed and half-burnt trees here and there. To sum it up. It was a complete and total MESS! Nothing Bumblebee didn't expect from an angry Rem. After he made his way down, finding her was easy. She was propped up against the far wall of the quarry between two charred boulders, knees pulled to her chest and in recharge. Moving one of the boulders out of the way, Bumblebee removed a human-sized blanket from his subspace, and wrapped it around her shoulders.
As he lifted her off the ground, one of her servos fell out of her lap, giving 'Bee a good idea just how long she was at this. Moving the blanket just enough to get a look at her other servo, Bumblebee frowned when he saw that it was just like the other. Both servos, which were usually covered by black gloves, were bruised and bleeding slightly.
She must've been destroying this place nonstop for hours for her servos to this beaten up. He thought solemnly, still looking at her hands. It heart Bumblebee's spark to think that his friend would do this to herself. But it hurt him even more knowing that there was little to nothing that he could do to help her except listen and be there.
Bumblebee held Rem close, and whispered, "What can I do for you, Rem? What do you want?"
It was more to himself than to Rem, and he knew that she couldn't hear him. Turning around, he began looking for a way out of the decimated quarry, but froze when a quiet voice reached his audio receptors.
"Home..."
Bumblebee looked down at Rem. Her optics were still closed, but they were scrunched up, and her fists pulled the blanket closer to her person.
"I just want to go home..." she repeated.
Cybertron. It made sense that Rem would want to go back. She lost Radar, then she lost the planet she had been fighting for. She had been banished from it when the Council had been reestablished. Ultra Magnus had been the one to propose it and decree it. By the time Bumblebee had heard, Rem had already left Cybertron. If he had know that she had returned to Earth, he would've gone to the Council and try to change their minds, then he would've gone after her and brought her home. It was about time he did just that.
"OK, Rem. OK." he answered, holding her a bit closer. "I'll take you home."
This is the end of this story. Sorry that I couldn't make it any better. Between college and family matters, my brain is just scrambled.
Anyways, hope everybody enjoyed it.
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First chapter of the prequel is up.
