I don't think I will ever finish this but this was the start of Chapter 2 for Have Faith. I wrote it a while ago and just recently decided to post it
The military base was buzzing with life. Soldiers marched in all direction, generals thought up attack plans and those that survived the first failed attack were still being treated by the onsite doctors. It was absolute chaotic and everyone knew it. It had gotten so bad that the generals were even willing to nuke Jasper in hopes it got rid of the Decepticons.
Thankfully William Fowler had managed to talk them out of it; at least for now. He stilled believed that Autobots would arrive to set things right again. He didn't know when it would happen but he didn't believe that they were dead like Megatron insisted. He'd just have to have faith that they'd show up; hopefully sooner rather than later.
"Agent Fowler!"
Fowler nearly jumped out of his seat when June Darby burst into his office. He was so stressed out that it seemed that anything unexpected either made him tense or jump. As he looked over to her he was surprised to see a large smile on her face. Wasn't it just hours ago that June had demanded to be sent home? Before he could ask if something was wrong the women quickly rounded his desk so she stood beside him.
"Jack's alive!" She cried happily and lovingly clutched her cellphone to her chest. Fowler's brows furrowed together as he registered what the nurse had told him; first looking to her before to the cellphone and back again. It didn't take long for the agent to put two and two together and soon his eyes widened.
"Did he mention any of the others!?" He demanded, his eyes flashing with hope. June's smile fell and was replaced with a soft frown.
"I'm sorry, no." She told him softly and her eyes flashed with sympathy. "But if Jack and Arcee are alive then the others must be too!"
Despite her attempts to comfort him the man angrily slammed his fist down on his desk. It was foolish that Jack had risked contacting his mother. He could have only hope that the Decepticons hadn't tracked the boy because of it. However, Fowler also understood his desire to contact his mother just as much as he understood how June wanted to contact Jack. For, if there was no risk involved, there was one person he'd contact to make sure they were still alive and well.
"I should have never let them get involved! I-"
"Sir!" A solider interrupted as he barged into the room in a panic. Still angry Fowler looked over to the man but quickly adopted a serious mask when he noticed the bewildered expression on his face.
"What is it, solider?" He demanded in his authoritative tone. Though the solider seemed short of breath he straightened in the protocol fashion.
"There is a motorcycle rapidly approaching the base." He reported. June gasped and almost dropped her phone as Fowler jumped out of his chair.
It could be…? The two glanced each other and they both knew what the other was thinking. June's grip on her phone tightened tremendously and Fowler quickly rounded to the other side of his desk. Within seconds the two of them had run past the solider and didn't stop running until they had reached the front gate to the base.