TRANSFORMERS: I WILL NEVER DESERT YOU

A LONG DESIRED CONFRONATION

CHAPTER 12
A Long Desired Confrontation

"I want to talk to them."

"We can't... Really let you do that, Blue."

"Really?" Bluestreak asked in frustration. "Because I have about eighty things I'd like to say to them. After what I understand they did to my partner's son."

He was standing in the police department, and had been there since they'd issued the couple's arrest. Thankfully, Prowl had had the day off, and was able to watch Scott that day, because he could only imagine what seeing them again would do to the boy. It was already making his anger reach the boiling point, uncertain of just what he would even say to the couple. So many things came to mind, and without a doubt it would not be in his normal, friendly voice. "I know you're angry, Blue," The officer, a good friend of Prowl's by the name of Jake Irwin, told him. "But if I let you in there I have no gurantee you won't beat the crap out of them. Because if I were in your position, I know I would."

Bluestreak revved his engines, knowing he would love to do that. But also knowing that would only get him arrested and taken away from Scott, which he would not let happen. No, he just wanted answer, answers as to why they would do these horrible things to their flesh and blood. To why they would lie to Scott and tell him that he had completely abandoned him. He wanted to know why the brother that James had had a lot of respect for had turned out to be nothing more than a creepy. "I swear with my hand to the Covenant of Primus," Bluestreak told him quietly. "I will keep my hands off them both. I won't like it, but I sure as pit want to give them a piece of my mind. And as my friend, can't you give me that much?"

Jake looked up at him, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew that the two of them were out of the interrogation room and awaiting processing to a local jail. He could only allow Bluestreak a few minutes if anything, but the look in his optics said it all: he was determined. "Alright," Jake muttered. "They're over here, but if you put a hand of them you're risking my job. So I'm taking your word for it," He explained.

"I swore on the Covenant, which is like swearing on your "Bible"," Bluestreak replied. "You have my word as an honorable mech. Not that they are even worth the energy to begin with," He added.

Jake nodded, motioning for him to follow as they walked down the hallway of the police office. Bluestreak knew them on-sight, though much had changed about them in the passing years. Henry was fatter, and looked like he'd done his share of illegal drugs by the looks of his face. While Colleen looked disshelved and shaky, a far cry from the woman who always had to be dressed up and "pretty". They both wreaked, and looked like they were scared out of their wits, a guise Bluestreak would not fall for. "I'd say it was nice to see you again. But honestly? I'm using all my energy not to kill you," Bluestreak told them both bluntly as he approached, Henry immediately tried to stand at his arrival. "Oh you sit your aft back down, West. Even if I'd pay to watch you get forcefully chased down right now," He added.

"I have nothing to say to you," Henry spat slightly. "I have no idea what you're doing here. But you can tell that little brat you no doubt have now that the second I'm out of here-."

"Henry!" Colleen jabbed him in the side, as if to remind him the stature of the mech in front of him.

To his surprise, Henry immediately DID stop himself, smart enough not to provoke a giant robot. In truth, Bluestreak couldn't lie and say he didn't wish he had gone further, and implicated himself further. "That "little brat" was your nephew you fragging heartless creep," Bluestreak spoke bluntly, startling Henry pretty bad with the anger in his voice. "He told me what you did Henry, and what you made HIM do. You feel big about yourself, champ? Feel like a big man tormenting and torturing a little kid like you did?"