Sure enough that might, after dropping Sam off down at home home so he could get ready to leave, both Braedey and Bumblebee soon picked up Jasmine, Wheelie, Brains, and Ravage, and they all drove off to N.E.S.T. HQ in the dead of night. Ever since Braedey had dropped her off at home, Jasmine has been feeling nauseous, plus fatigue, some swelling, and she's been feeling some slight back pains. Braedey was feeling concerned about this, but Jasmine reassured him it's nothing bad, making up a lie that she must've had something bad.
As they pull up to the gate, Braedey looked over to the guard. "Let me in, soldier." He asked.
"Sorry sir, no can do." One soldier answered.
Braedey sighed, then grabs the guard by his vest, now yanking him to the window. "Listen, I am Major Braedey Martin of this division, and I need to talk to Colonel Lennox right now. This car I'm sitting in?" Braedey now gets out with Jasmine and the Autobots as Bumblebee transforms, standing alongside him.
"Enjoy your next job at 7-Eleven, dickhead." Wheelie retorted.
"That's right." Brains snickered.
Braedey now grabbed Jasmine's hand and they walk inside, the redhead placing her hand on her stomach before she follows on after. Lennox soon joins up with them. and Braedey now shows him the file that Jerry Wang gave him earlier, all the while with Bumblebee heading off to meet with the other Autobots.
"This Wang guy, he recognised me, and told me to warn you, Colonel. He was telling me something revolving about the dark side of the moon, then some Vulture-con killed him." Braedey explained to Lennox.
"Wait a minute, the moon?" Lennox questioned. "He mentioned the moon?"
"Affirmative, sir. The dark side of the moon." Braedey nodded back.
"Why are the Decepticons killing humans, though?" Jasmine asked, walking past the vehicle modes of the Autobots, Jasmine even patting Elita's hood. "It doesn't make sense. I thought the war was between them and the Autobots." She added in.
"Excuse me. Colonel Lennox, Major Martin, who is this?" Director Mearing now demanded, looking at Jasmine as she walked up to them.
"Director Mearing, this is my wife Jasmine Russo Martin." Braedey stated.
"I know who she is, Major, I wanna know who gave her clearance." Mearing demanded.
"Hey. I was just attacked today by a Decepticon vulture that nearly killed me and my cousin Sam. So I'm not leaving my wife alone for the Decepticons to try and kidnap her." Braedey spoke back.
Mearing stepped up close to Braedey's face. "I am tired of you undermining my authority, Martin. Young lady, whatever you see in here, if you breathe a word of it to anyone, you will do time for treason."
Jasmine nodded. "I understand."
"Mearing, I take my orders directly from Optimus Prime. I don't follow your orders." Braedey all but snarled darkly, his eyes glaring firmly at her.
"You will." Mearing spoke back, but that only got her a shunt back from Braedey as he stomps past her.
Mearing then leads them into a separate part of the facility, where they see Sentinel Prime's body lying against a large metal platform that lifted him upward. The same can be said for Ultra Magnus, except he is actually standing upright. Braedey was now standing on Optimus' shoulder plate nearby.
"Sentinel Prime." Lennox stated to Mearing as they look at the two beings. "And Ultra Magnus."
"The Transformers run on a life source that's only found on their planet known as Energon." Braedey now explained to them over the Comms. "For now, they're both out of it, and in some sort of standby mode they call stasis lock."
"Let us begin." Optimus announced.
Optimus looked to Braedey, who nodded back, and he began to hover in the air over towards Ultra Magnus first. Braedey's eyes and hands now glow blue, Cybertronian markings now forming across his arms and face, as he got closer to Magnus.
"Major Braedey Martin is what's known by the Autobots as a techno-organic, and he possesses the power of the AllSpark, a cube of infinite energy." Lennox explains to Mearing. "He basically holds the only thing in the universe that can repower a Transformer's spark or make new ones."
Braedey floated over just above Ultra Magnus' chestplate, then he placed his hands down against his form. A bright light now began to engulf Magnus' body, the sounds of metallic gear shifting being heard, just as the sound of energy building can be heard next, everyone flinching and all step back in concern. Braedey now flew back next to Optimus, feeling a little taxed, just as Magnus lets out a grunt of exertion, now falling onto one knee.
"Ultra Magnus..." Optimus spoke out calmly and softly.
Magnus lifted his helm, now seeing his leader standing before him. "Optimus Prime... You are functional." He said in awe, now rising to his full height.
Ultra Magnus looks to stand about 37ft tall, the same as Optimus, his shoulder plates being taller by possibly 42ft. His colour scheme is mostly blue with red and grey highlights. His shoulders also seem to sport rocket pods, plus an Autobot logo on the right shoulder. He has a finical helmet like Optimus, with a grey facial plate, while his chestplate has the front structure of a truck, two wheels behind his shoulders, his broad chest tapering down to a narrow waist. His lower legs have four wheels on the back of them, his feet looking to be boot-shaped.
"Glad to see you back, Magnus." Bulkhead called, he and the other Autobots slowly walking up.
"Welcome back, Ultra Magnus, sir." Elita greeted.
"Optimus." Braedey spoke up.
Optimus nodded, him now approaching Sentinel Prime's body. Ultra Magnus watches on as the human that is alongside the Prime began to glow blue once again, hovering before the spark chamber of Sentinel.
'The AllSpark... with an organic?' Ultra Magnus thought to himself in surprise. 'How unexpected...'
Optimus approached Sentinel's body. "Sentinel Prime, we bid you return." He announced, as Braedey now places his hands against Sentinel's form.
Sentinel's form started to jerk and groan, Braedey now floating back over to where his wife stood. Sentinel's optics turn from black to blue and he suddenly tackled Optimus to the ground with his sword levelled at him.
"Stop! Hold your fire!" Braedey ordered to everyone.
"Stop, Sentinel!" Optimus groaned, trying to force the blade away from him. "It is I, Optimus Prime. It is all right. You are safe." Sentinel then stopped at he saw the Autobot leader below, so he stood up and looked back as the other Autobots enter the room.
"There isn't nothing to fear." Ratchet reassured to him.
"Sentinel. We are among allies." Ultra Magnus agreed.
"We are here." Optimus stated. "You are home, Sentinel." Optimus looked to Braedey, the former now nodding to him, the latter gesturing to the other humans that they can come out, but keep their distance.
"Welcome back." Ironhide said to them.
"The war." Sentinel now gasped, looking around the room in realisation. "The war!"
"The war was lost." Optimus said as he got to his feet. "Cybertron is now but a barren wasteland. We have taken refuge here on planet Earth, its human race is our ally."
"I see." Ultra Magnus looked over to the humans standing by, and he could tell they're in a military facility from their attires and weapons. "We thank you for letting us take refuge upon your planet."
"No need to thank us." Braedey said back. "The least we can do for you."
Sentinel looked down in remembrance. "My ship. We came under fire." He then looked to Optimus. "The pillars! Where are the pillars?" He demanded.
"You saved five of them, including the control pillar." Optimus answered.
"Only five?! We once had hundreds!" Sentinel grunted.
"What? What do you mean, Sentinel Prime?" Braedey now asked.
"Excuse me gentlemen." Mearing interjected. "May I ask, what is this technology you're looking for?"
"It is the ability to reshape the universe." Sentinel now explained. "Together, the pillars form a Spacebridge. I designed, and I alone, can control it. It defies your laws of physics to transport matter through time and space."
"A Spacebridge?" Braedey asked in surprise. There was something within Sentinel's voicebox that seemed to strike at him. It was as if he's... hiding something. He didn't question this yet.
"You're talking about a teleportation device, aren't you?" Mearing conceded.
"Yes, for resources. For refugees." Optimus added in.
"Refugees, or troops of soldiers, weapons, maybe bombs! A means of an instant strike. That's its military function, isn't it?" Mearing argued.
"It is our technology and it must be returned." Sentinel demanded.
"Yes, if humans say so." Mearing declared. "You can't just bring weapons of mass destruction into our atmosphere! Kind of have to clear customs first. A little formality called paperwork, kind of separates us from the animals."
Sentinel now raised a metal eyebrow at her. "I will overlook your condescending tone, if you heed the gravity of mine. The Decepticons must never know the Spacebridge is here, for in their hands, it would mean the end of your world." He said ominously.
After that, Mearing had brought Braedey and Jasmine into her office. Wheelie and Brains fool around while Ravage lays at Braedey's feet. "For the time being, until this matter has been resolved, we're gonna send you home with Autobot protection." Mearing stated to Braedey.
Braedey now leans forward in his seat. "Director, I appreciate everything that you're doing, but I think it'd be best if I didn't draw the Decepticons towards my house. I'll help out in anyway I can-"
"Hey, we can all help." Brains said as he climbs up to the desk. "Want me to tell you what I know? I could tell you about the solar system, all the fun planets to hang out in." He offered.
Mearing then pulls out her sidearm and puts it on the desk. "Get off my desk, please." She said sternly.
"You pulling out guns?" Brains muttered. "I can't help you out now. She angry."
"Brains, you go with Wheelie and Ravage and hang with Bee, okay?" Braedey asked.
"You the boss, Braedey." Wheelie shrugged as he and Brains get on Ravage's back and they exit the office.
"Look. Mearing, the Decepticons are all obviously involved in this, and it also involves NASA and the space program of the Soviets. We need to figure out what and why." Braedey stated back.
"And we will, Major. But right now, the important thing is keeping Sentinel Prime and his pillars out of Decepticon hands." Mearing explained to him. "You've done enough. For now, you're on shore leave."
Jasmine dropped her jaw. "Wha- Shore leave?"
"It's for the best, Ms. Martin." Mearing said, then she looked to Braedey. "Major, you've done countless things for this military and for the planet, no denial in that, but this is starting to become an obsession with you. I'd really prefer not to see what happens if you become too involved."
Braedey gave a darkened glare to Mearing, but he breathed a sigh. He turned to Jasmine, the two both holding hands and they both leave the office.
Later on that evening, Bumblebee drove onward to Braedey's home. Once they got home, Braedey climbs out of Bumblebee's alt-mode and gets Jasmine, who had fallen asleep. Braedey grabbed his wife bridal style and shuts the door with his foot. He took note Jasmine felt heavier than before, but he did not question it.
"Bee, you go ahead and take the freight elevator. See you up there." Braedey then opened the door and walked off upstairs to the bedroom to put Jasmine to bed.
"You got it." Bumblebee answered back, heading to the freight elevator.
"This blows." Wheelie sighed. "That lady officially kicked us out." Wheelie and Brains were lying in their hammocks on the balcony next to Shadow and Ravage's dog houses.
Brains grunted in agreement. "Yeah. Witness Protection Program sucks."
"Yeah, but we're a whole lot safer with big yellow and his cannons and Martin." Wheelie stated. "Shadow can't protect crap."
Inside the apartment, Bumblebee smiled as he listened to the two small Transformers conversation through the window. Jasmine was asleep on the couch, cuddling the blanket around her form, Bee gently stroking her head. Bumblebee looked down at the slumbering redhead, and he made a few soft electronic whistles of contempt. Everything was very quiet, peaceful, serene, everything was welcome, and Bumblebee found that his peaceful happiness was expanding with each breath Jasmine inhaled and exhaled.
"Bumblebee?" The Autobot Scout stopped stroking Jasmine's hair, and he turned his head to observe Braedey, who's only wearing a pair of sweatpants as he made his way towards him. "Hey. You miss hanging out?" The brunette asked, as he gently placed a hand against Bee's left cheek in a friendly way. Bee made a whirring sound of agreement, making sure to stay quiet so he wouldn't awaken Jasmine. "Yeah, me too." Braedey smiled, making sure to avoid waking his love, then he walked over to the fridge.
"Same here, partner." Bumblebee whirred.
"Just us shooting the breeze and rolling with the road." Braedey then snarled under his breath, as he collected a can of cola out of the fridge. "Of course, the Decepticons go and screw that up. Then that bossy blonde Mearing goes on and says that I'll become too obsessed with this war. I became a part of this war the moment the Decepticons were hunting me and I became one with the AllSpark." He scoffed, as he carried the cola around, completely forgetting about it in his moment of agitated anger as he sat down on the couch. "What does she even know, huh?"
"Oh, I believe it. I tell you, Braedey, we feel the same way. The disrespect on this rock is criminal." Wheelie, who'd just jumped up onto the windowsill, agreed to Braedey's argument. Bumblebee gently poked Wheelie with his finger, and then raised it to his lips in a 'shh' motion, before gesturing to the sleeping redhead on the couch. "Right, sorry." Wheelie apologised, and he smiled down at the sleeping female. "You two look adorable together." She smirked, and Bee grinned in pride, taking Wheelie's taunt as a compliment.
"Yeah. Well, it's just one of those things, Wheelie." Braedey sighed to himself. "But I'm not gonna just sit on my ass and let them do all the work. Bee?" Bee whirred responsively. "We have got to figure out why the Decepticons are killing humans and what's their endgame." Braedey stood up, Bee nodding back in agreement. "I say we call in the expert."
But they won't get the chance to do so about three or so weeks later...