I am Broken (TFP) *Rewrite*

Chapter 8

Dahlia stayed back as she stared at the elevator doors, knowing it was likely Agent Fowler returning, and she had no idea why. It made her irritated, and she had only just calmed down from the most recent incident. But she figured remaining in the bathroom would be ideal. And Jack himself also seemed concerned, given that Optimus was not here, and they were all kind of unprepared to welcome a surprise guest. Though Jack at least could remain hidden, but he was not sure if he should. That would really depend on how the conversation would go between the federal agent and Bulkhead.

When the doors opened, the federal agent walked out in a huff with his hands clenched. He seemed to be quite angry. "Prime!" Fowler glanced around angrily, stomping over to the railing and glaring at Bulkhead.

"Uh, Agent Fowler..." Bulkhead forced a smile, trying to be polite to the human, even though he himself didn't particularly like the man. "Uh...he's not here. Nobody's here...except me, of course."

Fowler was not happy about that answer, glancing around again to see if Bulkhead was lying, but as no other bots were present, he did believe him a bit. "Well, where did he? Wait, don't tell me. He's out pancaking a mini mall!" Dahlia narrowed her eyes as she listened to the man. "Now, I don't know what language you bots speak on your planet, but Prime promised he would handle the decepticons!"

Dahlia rolled her eyes and glanced at Jack, surprised that he had already rinsed the shoulder parts of his shirts to get most of the blood out and he was quickly drying them. "What is this man on about?"

"It could regarding the incident yesterday," Jack responded with a shrug. "I am not sure what he is talking about myself, Dahlia. But just listen. It will be best if you don't get mad and pounce on him. We don't need the government after you." Dahlia shivered and look back towards Agent Fowler to keep listening.

"And blowing a crater in the middle of Nebraska is not what the word handle means in English!" Agent Fowler flinched as he thought he heard a sudden sneeze, which distracted him briefly. Dahlia frowned as she heard the sneeze too, which was coming from Raf, and he was covering his mouth to try and stop the sound. "So you Prime..." Fowler stopped as Raf sneezed again, though he sneezed multiple times, and he heard some loud shushing, as Miko tried to hush him. Fowler was immediately suspicious and he looked at Bulkhead with a frown. "Don't tell you have some mutated rat or pet hanging around, or your leg somehow knows how to sneeze."

This place is dusty...humans are sensitive to that.

Yeah. At the wrong place, at the wrong time mostly.

Jack slipped his shirts back on and walked to the door just as he saw Miko and Raf creep from behind Bulkhead's leg. They had been caught, and it was not intentional of course, but Bulkhead couldn't really explain the sneezing and shushing, as Fowler would not likely believe him and press him for the truth. But the truth was out, and he would know. But Jack would ensure that Dahlia remained hidden from him for the time being.

Raf gave a small wave to Fowler. "Um...hi there..."

Fowler was really not happy about this development at all. "Contact with civilians!" Fowler hit the palm of his hand on the railing in frustration, and looked down at both Miko and Raf with a frown. "Team Prime has really gone off book this time. Wait, don't tell, you're running a day care center!"

Bulkhead did not really know what to say as he glanced down at both Miko and Raf. He knew that Dahlia and Jack were still hiding in the bathroom, and that was fine, but now it was known that there were humans here in the base. This was another problem added to the list of things he would have to inform Optimus about, even this was not his fault, due to the fact the humans sneezed unintentionally. But it has happened.