A.... Pirate

Chapter 7

Hours blossomed into days. Days spawned into weeks. Weeks slipped into months, summer into fall and then into winter. It's been a long time since you've been at the base. The team was stressed for many reasons, your loss being one of many. Bumblebee was cross with Prowl for driving away one of his "cool" friends, and Prowl.. Prowl himself was closed off about the matter. He never realized what you had faced to get to where you were. He refused to tell anyone what really went down that day. He himself refused to believe he actually truly drove you off forever. But it's been months since he had last seen you and it was like he could feel his spark shatter being away. 

As the seasons continued the change the elite guard arrived. After a battle of whose right the team was allowed to remain on earth. Still Prowler wanted to search for you, but the Allspark fragments were much more important. At least that's what he kept telling himself. 

Currently he drove alone to a signal far out of state. It was silent his holoform held no reaction to the temperature or speed of which he was traveling. Prowl pulled in front of what appeared to be a human scrapyard. He transformed and looked down to the scanner in his servo. There was a fragment here all right. 

The ninja-bot quickly scaled the concrete wall crawling with ivy. He immediately had the sense of being watched. He looked down at his scanner wanting to find the fragment and leave this ominous place. Prowl began to navigate the labyrinth of broken machinery and tires staked preciously all around him. The feeling of being watched never left him and prowl repressed the feeling of paranoia clawing up his spinal strut. 

He soon found the fragment, but also the massive decpticon, Blitzwing. The triple-changers face changed to that off the likes of the identity "Random". The insane personality cackled loudly holding the glowing blue fragment almost tauntingly in front of him. As the Mech teased and taunted a very familiar clawed grappling head wrapped about the fragment in the decpicons servo.

"Eeeeyonk!" A familiar voice laughed jerking the grapple back pulling the fragment free of the decpicons grip, "Now I 'ave absolutely no idea wha' this pretty here be. But I donât reckon ye should 'ave it." 

Prowl felt himself relax as he looked towards you. You held the fragment in the grapple head and inspected it. You chuckle and place the fragment in a subspace at your pede. You giggled at the decpicons threat on your onlining and turned on your heel running away. The fuming "Hothead" bolted after you. Prowl shook his helm and ran after. 

Prowl could hear your fits of giggles as he quickly got lost in the maze of stacks of broken cars and metal. He heard your giggle right next to him and he jumped away to be met with your usual playful grin your pointed canines standing out against your still bright red dreams. He was quick to wrap his arms around you and start furiously apologizing. You managed to pull yourself to look at his face. 

"ok. Prowler I get it, ye can make it up t' me later, but right now letâs get out o' th' scrapyard afore Blitzbrains finds us." You chuckled pulling him along as you lead him expertly through the yard and leapt over a wall, almost like you practiced this a hundred times

Both of you transformed and sped away. Your holoform fizzed into existence and he couldn't help but study your humanoid form. The way the ragged edges of your hat twitched in the wind. The way your scarred human servos held onto the handle bar. He couldn't help but smile softly at you. It was like a vent of fresh air being near you again. Though he was confused when you pulled off onto a side road instead of heading straight back to base. He followed you worried.

You pulled to a stop in the center of a cliff you holoform faded away and you transformed servos holding each other. Prowl himself transformed and walked towards you. When he reached arm length you held out the fragment to him. 

"I suppose this belongs t' ye."  you spoke softly the rim of your hat low over your optics, "I-I... I should get goin'... 'ave quite a bit o' earth left t' see...so I suppose 'tis goodbye... again.." you had dropped the fragment into his grip and began to pull away 

Prowl couldn't think. He looked down at the fragment in his palm then at you walking away. He's not gonna lose you a third time. You jumped when you felt a servo on your shoulder. You were quickly turned back towards him and I an instant his dermas were on yours. Your optics widened, but then fluttered offline as you eased into the contact pressing closer. You tilted your helm loving the warmth that spead through out your chassis a you slipped a servo behind his neck cables. You felt on of his servos slip to your lower back struts as you hat slipped back on your helm as you pulled away from the contact.

You stared up into the visor and gently reached a servo up and took it off. He flinched slightly as your digits brushed against his temple. You smiled at him studying his blue optics. 

"Ye look better without th' visor."