Fixing Bounds (A TFP Fanfic)

Meetings

It was raining.

Vortex didn't mind the rain. It was relaxing to hear the tinkling sound it made, as if it was telling a story to the Earth. She loved the smell of how fresh it was. As it hit her alt mode, the repeated small hits across her armour was welcoming; it felt like a lover's caress as it rolled down her white and gold paint.

She was drawn out of her thoughts when she realised she had landed at her destination. Transforming, she walked through the forest, listening to the distant sounds of nature. Finding the fallen tree, she sat down, patiently waiting for Nightfire.

They had meetings once an Earth week, each time the destination changing, and a different bot to talk to. Last time it was Salvage, so now Nightfire would come. They would tell how each is going, and how her sparkling is. It was a routine that kept them all sane. Of course, Deadlock didn't know; but maybe one day, she would tell him. But not yet.

Deadlock was a ruthless killer, after all. She wanted to be absolutely sure he wouldn't tell Megatron, but it seemed impossible as he was very loyal to the tyrant. Vortex sighed sadly, leaning her elbows against her knees as she slumped forwards, thinking. She wanted so badly to join the autobots, but it was impossible. One day, she promised herself, one day I will join the autobots, and I can be reunited with my brother and daughter. Until then, I must pretend to be loyal to the decepticons.

She was drawn out of her thoughts again as she heard familiar pede's walking towards her. She turned her helm as she heard Nightfire say, "It is good to see you again, old friend."

Vortex smiled back. "You too."

Nightfire had changed from last time she saw him. His main colour that had been dark blue was now a faded gold colour, hints of light blue here and there; instead of the 1999 bentley continental t milliner as his alt form, it was updated to the 2006 bentley flying spur.

Nightfire sat down on the grass opposite her, asking, "How have you been?"

"Troubled," she answered truthfully with a defeated sigh. "We both know why I stay with the decepticons, but... I want to join the autobots. I want to see my daughter and brother, but I can't."

"Deadlock," Nightfire said, nodding in sympathy. "You do not have to tell him yet, but it has to be soon. Megatron would be growing suspicious of your loyalty with each Earth day, and soon enough he will be too paranoid and order for you and your sparkmate's death. Vortex, I wish not to pressure you, but..." Nightfire looked at her, dark blue optics sorrowful. "You do not have a lot of time left. Your life is pretty much a ticking time bomb."

"I know," Vortex whispered, looking at the wet grass. "I will tell Deadlock soon, though. He promised that no matter what, he would always be there for me, and I trust him." She was almost surprised by the amount of passion in her words, but she trusted Deadlock with her life. Shaking her helm, she asked, "And how are you?"

"I am fine. Salvage has been talking about going to America and staying where there are few people. We're are still unsure. Aurora has taken your adventurous side, for sure." They both chuckled at that. "But, she has grown curious about who her real Carrier and Sire are."

Vortex tensed, eventually relaxing as she said, "That is also something I need to tell Deadlock. Tell her that soon, she will know of her true parents but until then, moving would be a good idea. I don't know how Deadlock will take it."

"He will be angry that you kept it from him, but he will understand. Give him time," Nightfire soothed.

Vortex smiled at her friend. "Thank you Nightfire. I don't know what I would do without you."

~Öo.oÖ~

"Where did you go this time?" Deadlock asked, optics narrowed in suspicion. "Plus, quit blocking me through our bound."

Vortex rolled her optics. They were both walking down the hall to the wash racks, since Vortex had gotten mud on her. "I picked up an energon trail, so I decided to investigate. Can't you trust me?"

There was no reply for a few clicks, making her frown until he murmured, "I do, my love, but I can't if you keep blocking me. You don't want Megatron getting suspicious, do you?"

The doors opened, revealing the washracks. Turning on the shower and sighing in pleasure as the hot droplet's hit her cold armour, she replied as she began washing herself, "I have done nothing wrong, have I? I am only making sure we have enough energon for our army so we are strong enough to defeat the enemy."

Servos began washing her back, massaging the sore spots and making her chassis rumble, almost purring in content. She shivered at the deep voice next to her audio. "This is why I love you, sweetspark. Did you find an energon source for our Lord?"

"Yes. I reported it to Soundwave." She did. On her way back, she had found one and reported it to Soundwave, but not before giving a fair amount to her friends without raising suspicion.

"Lord Megatron will be glad to hear of your success," Deadlock purred, and Vortex felt dread fill her spark.

The comm. Link went off, Starscream saying over it, "Megatron requests your presence."

Vortex sighed, answering, "I will be there shortly." Turning off the comm. Link, she washed off, turned the shower off and dried herself. Turning, she said to her mate, "I will see you in our shared quarters tonight."

Turning, she exited the wash racks, knowingexactly what would happen. She closed the bound and after a shiver of disgust,she entered the Warlord's chambers, preparing herself for the onslaught.