These Pretty Little Lies

Chapter 3

Sammy was airlifted out of that base later that day. If it hadn't been for Optimus being in the right place at the wrong time she wouldn't have been rescued.

Her injuries were extensive, according to Fowler's secret report he had sent Optimus. Silas had done much more than severe her arm off. Seemed to have interrogated her for more information. Cuts, bruises, slash marks, as well as a quickly stitched up arm. It was a shitty job of course but it was obvious they were trying(?) to hide the evidence.

Fowler rode in the same helicopter as Sammy, accompanying her as she was airlifted out of her former prison. He had on a fairly good mask to hide his emotions. At least, for those around. It wasn't very successful when it came to speaking to Charlie on the phone. Just remembering any of the details of that conversation hurt the man's heart. The pain in Charlie's voice when he asked if she was even okay.

Fowler cared..... maybe a little too much.

Optimus thought Fowler cared a little too much about things that didn't have a right to be fussed over. At least, that's what he thought as he stood in the shadows of some trees watching. He watched the rescue. The full entirety of it. Not just the ending or only when he would've been able to see one of Silas's goons get apprehended. Although he wasn't ecstatic on seeing Sammy's beat up form, he still stood guard. He almost purged, yes, but managed to settle his tanks. Even if it was only for a short amount of time. Sammy was unconscious. He, Optimus, had a feeling Sammy was unconscious for a reason. But he didn't want Sammy to be in pain. He cared about her.

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"Optimus, keep my baby girl safe. And watch over her. I trust you but I don't want to lose another person dear to me." Chief Burns said softly. Optimus looked at the man gently, humming in response as he knelt down.

"I promise I will keep Samantha safe, Chief Burns." Optimus responded.

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He had promised Chief Burns he would watch over his second oldest daughter. That he would watch over Sammy and also keep her safe. He had already failed one of the two tasks. He would not fail the other.

::"Agent Fowler, I would like to meet you at these specific coordinates one last time."::

Fowler Jumped. He looked around wildly before calming. He did a quick second glance and spotted the blue and red semi. Optimus stood there amongst the trees eerily still. It was unnerving. Those bl- were they blue? That wasn't important. Those painfully familiar optics bore down at him even from afar.

::"Got it. When will we meet?"::

Optimus glanced down and away. It took him a few moments to respond. Then he looked back at Fowler.

::"8 pm today. 3 miles out of Jasper."::

Optimus responded. He turned and silently disappeared through a groundbridge. Fowler stared after him, wondering when the leader had arrived. Before he left of course.

::"Don't bring or tell another soul about this."::

That message made the man jump. He hadn't been expecting it. But what else could Fowler do but meet up with Optimus. It might be the last time they are on the same side after all.

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8 pm came around fast. Too fast for Optimus's liking. He mildly regretted requesting Fowler's presence at this meeting. His tanks still churned and he still worried for Samatha.

In the few hours before 8 pm had come around that he had to wait through, he reached out to Megatron. He wished to see if Soundwave could see what the U.S. Government had planned. The purple mech was a good hacker after all.