Unintentionally

Woke Up This Morning

(Gotta love writers block. Here's a shortie to move plot along and hopefully I can get things moving again.)

Carbine awoke to a splitting headache, she was hanging from the ceiling by shackles. She blinked the haze from her vision and then her energon ran cold.

Not again.

She was pregnant and a prisoner once again.

Carbine struggled and began hyperventilating as she struggled, trying to get free.

No no no no not again! Not again!

Help! Wing! Please! Help me!

The doors slid open and Carbine's optics snapped over to the figure in the doorway, praying it was Dreadwing. But it wasn't. It was Megatron.

The warlord chuckled as he walked into the room. "Carbine, it's been quite some time. If I hadn't seen your two sons with Optimus I would have believed you had left the planet."

"Let. Me. Go." Carbine hissed "I am in no mood for games."

"You seem to misunderstand the situation here. My Medic tells me that you are carrying seeker sparklings. And I am fully aware of Project Paragon and Polemos. You are far too valuable to let go. And Dreadwing is far too valuable to kill." Megatron smirked at her.

Carbine seethed "So you're going to what? Use us?"

"We have to bolster our ranks somehow." Megatron replied

"You're disgusting. Dreadwing will never agree to help you and you will never lay a finger on our children!" Carbine snapped

"Dreadwing has certainly been keeping secrets. When he was to be apprehended he fled the warship not knowing that Starscream brought you and your third child here."

"Chip?! Where is he what have you done to my baby?! I'll fucking kill you if you've done anything to my boy!" Carbine thrashed and struggled in her bindings.

"He is still quite young. He will make a fine Decepticon."

"You are going to regret crossing me! I am not like my brother!" Carbine screamed "you will leave my children alone!"

"Now now, We don't want you doing anything to harm the sparklings you carry." Megatron told her "it would be a tragedy for you to lose another sparkling."

Carbine felt as if the wind were knocked from her frame. Rage boiled in her energon as she pegged the Warlord with a deadly look. "This I vow. If anything happens to Chip, my twins or anyone in my family and you are responsible, I will rip your beating spark from your body and feed it to a spark eater."

Megatron laughed at her before leaving the cell, leaving Carbine alone with all her tank churning thoughts.

Meanwhile, Dreadwing could feel his Sparkmate's turmoil and was in the middle of breaking into Carbine's weapons locker on the comet chaser when Optimus and the other Autobots showed up. The prime looked panicked for once.

"Hotrod called for us. What happened?" The prime demanded

"I do not know. Somehow Megatron has discovered the truth and sent troops to arrest me. When I got here, I was set on making a swift evacuation. Carbine and Chip were gone. I feel her panic and rage. I am going back to get them out." Dreadwing replied, continuing to pry at the locks.

Jetstorm ran around a corner. "Dreadwing, I'm going with you and you can't stop me. Now move." The younger seeker nudged the older seeker out of the way. "Only mom knows the access codes but I think a focused electrical detonation should fry the lock long enough to pry the doors open."

Dreadwing stepped out of the way. "Hotrod! Status report!"

"I have a beat on the Nemesis!" Hotrod shouted from the cockpit.

"We will come with you." Optimus looked at Dreadwing.

"We will be Leaving immediately after we get her out. I apologize that you won't get a proper goodbye but we have no other choice. Hotrod will give you the information needed to access the Nemesis by ground bridge." Dreadwing nodded

Arcee quickly passed by him to go to the cockpit.

Jetstorm finished setting up his explosive. "Everyone get clear! Fire in the hole!"

Everyone got clear and there was a loud pop before Dreadwing rushed back over and managed to pry the doors open, revealing Carbine's massive weapons stash.

The blue and gold mech grabbed several weapons and Jetstorm grabbed his mother's sniper rifle.

"As long as we don't break anything and put it back later I'm sure mom won't mind." Jetstorm told the Autobots "take what you need quickly."

"Are you sure?" Smokescreen asked hesitantly. "Your mom scares me."

"We're going to save her and my little brother. You haven't seen mom in one of her panic attacks the way we have. She might gripe about it later to distract herself but I know she won't mind." Jetstorm assured Smokescreen.

Bumblebee eagerly grabbed a Shield generator and a blaster and the others quickly grabbed things as well.

Optimus and Dreadwing were coordinating the plan of attack together.

They were going in guns blazing, Carbine and Chip wouldn't be captives for much longer if they had anything to say about it all.

Back on the warship, Knockout walked into the cell Chip was being held in while holding an energon cube. The small mechling was huddled in a corner trying to hide, his face streaked with tears.

"Why hello there, little guy."

Chip curled into a tighter ball.

"I won't hurt you." Knockout tried to coax the boy out of his ball. After a long time the red medic gave up and left the energon cube near Chip and left.

After he heard the door close the small boy burst into a fresh round of tears. "I want my mommy and daddy."