Chapter Three

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Shadowfangs' POV

Through most of the night I spent it tracking down Bee's scent. It wasn't until early morning my tracking had lead me to an old factory two counties over. This had to be where they had him I had to get back and warn the others. I turned to head back and froze, Steeljaw was in front of me. Oh Primus...This was a bad idea...

"Going somewhere?" he asked with and evil smirk on his face. "I'm sorry but after you and your idiotic Autobot friends destroyed our last home I cannot simply just let you leave." He said, his claws out as he moved closer to Me. Oh Primus, I'm going to have to fight him to just to have a chance at getting out of here alive. "Back off fleabag, don't ya know cats are smarter than dogs. " I teased, earning a snarl from Steeljaw. "You're going to regret that Autobot!" He said, charging towards me.

I had to think quick, I had no time to think up a plan, which sucked I hated 'flying by the seat of my pants' as the humans say. I swung my foot out and hooked his foot. I spun around in time to watch the mech get a mouthful of dirt as I made my quick escape. Bee was in a lot more trouble than I had thought.

Bumblebee's POV

I had felt waves of relief was over me when I had seen Fangs escape Steeljaw, I wanted nothing more than to make that mech pay for him making me watch the attempt at my mate's demise. It filled me with pride to have such a tough femme like Fangs. That moronic mutt was gonna have to do a lot better than that if he thought he was gonna bring her down. Then, I quickly reminded myself that is wasn't just Fangs' life that was at steak here...it was our unborn sparklings.

I struggled against my restraints again. It only earned me another hard smack from Underbite. "Think you can hit harder...that only tickles..." I groaned sarcastically, the Chompizoid snarled at me. "Why I outta chew you up and use yer energy to tear that little lady apart." he spat at me. I growled a little, "You really think you can beat her? You got another thing coming pal. "I said looking the mech straight in the optics.

"Shut up both of you, Underbite..Take out guest back to his room. The other Autobots will come soon enough and we better be ready for when they do." Steeljaw said, flicking and wiping dirt off of his face and shoulders. I smirked, Fangs had really gotten him good. I  struggled against Underbite as the giant oaf dragged me back to the scummy room I had to call home for the past few Earth hours.

Shadowfangs' POV

I slid to a stop when I shot through the entrance of the scrap yard. I panted and dropped onto my knees, startling the others that were there. The first one by my side was Grimlock to help me stand. "Bee...Old factory...Steeljaw..." I panted out, not being able to form a sentence just yet. I felt so light headed, weak even. I don't know what drove me to look down at my leg, but there was a large gash. My optics flickered and the world went black as I slumped into Grimlock's hold.

Sideswipe's POV

I have no idea what the scrap Fangs was thinking going out there by herself. But I know she wasn't doing good, she looked pretty un-well. Fix-it said it was some kind of toxin that must of been on Steeljaw's claws. And now to make matters worse we needed to see if the stupid mutt had an anti-toxin to help cure her. I couldn't help but sigh, already walking towards the exit of the scrap yard. "Where do you think you're going?" I heard Strongarm call after me. "Well, I already know you're gonna call being in charge and our plan is just gonna be walking up to the base and smacking the silly out of Steeljaw until he coughs up the anti-toxin...so I'm just being a couple steps ahead of you." I said and continued walking out. I bit back a snicker, the stunned look on her face was just precious. This was a moment that just proved I wasn't as big of a goof as she thought I was.

Bumblebee's POV

I didn't know why, but I felt like that the Decepticons had made this too easy. Fangs getting away especially...there was a catch...something that I wasn't being told. Everybot in this scummy factory just seemed way too unconcerned about if my team showed up or not. This worried me. What worried me more was not really being able to feel my mate on the other end of the bond. Primus I hope nothing has happened to her..

I didn't know how much more time had passed before I had been dragged out again, this time by force.I was thrown to the ground in front of Steeljaw. "Looking for this?" He sneered. I glared up at him with anger before looking at my team" Get out of here. It's a trap!" I called out to the others.

"Give us the anti-toxin Steeljaw, we know you poisoned our friend..."Strongarm had her blaster pointed straight for Steeljaw's helm. Anger started to boil in my spark...He poisoned my mate?! He dared touch her. I growled and stuggled even more, trying to stretch the chains to their maximum. If I manage to get my servos on him...

"Oh? What makes you think I will give up this..." Steeljaw held up the syringe. "So easily..." he smirked a bit. Something in me had snapped, I used both my pedes and kicked Steeljaw hard in the legs sending him flying backwards. I caught the syringe in between my denta plates by the handle of the plunger.  Sideswipe and Grimlock ran to my aid. "Forget the chains, get this back to Fangs!" I muffled before spitting it carefully into Sideswipe's servo.  "she needs it!" I ordered as Grimlock broke the chains with his teeth.  "i'm on it!" Sideswipe put the syringe in his subspace before he transformed and sped off to get the precious cargo to my mate.

It made me shudder to think that my mate's life and our unborn sparklings lives rested souly in the cluthces of Sideswipe and the cargo he was carrying back to base. Primus I hope he makes it....

Grimlock shook me out of my trance when the cons were charging towards us. "Don't let them stratch you! We don't know how many are tainted with the toxin!" I called to Strongarm and Grimlock as I fired at Steejaw. When he was close enough I jumped up and nailed him with an upper cut to the lower jaw. He wasn't going to get away with this...Even he had crossed a line when he jepordized my mate's life. This had just become personal.

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