Transformers Prime: Shattered Glass (Completed)

Chapter Thirteen

Before you read I'd like to apologize, this was probably not my best chapter I've written but you guys get to endure it anyway because the author sucks :'>

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Jack and Raf patiently sat in the waiting room next to Miko's host parents. The two were studying Jack and Raf rather seriously, and June, with Agent Fowler's help, came to the rescue in explaining a valid excuse as to why Miko was in such damage, and with a bit of work, made it look as if Jack suffered injuries to further make the excuse believable. Currently his arm was in a cast and sling, though it wasn't needed, and his ankle was wrapped, which was needed. The cut on his cheek from the beginning of their adventure helped, and with a bit of makeup (which he itched to rub off), made it look as if a large bruise had appeared on his cheek. He had been told they had both been in a car crash, and said he was too "traumatized" to talk about it, which Jack thought wasn't exactly wrong. The room was silent, save for an elderly man holding his grandson in his lap and quietly whispering things to him.

Eventually a doctor walked in, making everyone's heads look up as they anxiously waited for any news about their loved ones. When the doctor looked toward Miko's host parents, most of the heads ducked back down. A few words were exchanged, ones which Jack and Raf couldn't hear, and soon they left. Raf moved to follow, but Jack stopped him.

"It's family only right now," he muttered. Raf hesitated before nodding, and sat down again. They'd be able to see her later.

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Meanwhile, both the normal Autobots and shattered glass Decepticons were wondering how much of a "later" they had. They were quietly thinking up ways of how their evil doppelgängers could use their shared power to conquer both worlds.

"Soundwave will meet up with Ratchet, they'll make up some weapon of mass distraction, and-well, the rest is probably self-explanatory." Breakdown shrugged.

"This isn't getting us anywhere," Arcee muttered in annoyance.

"Arcee-"

"We've been sitting here for an hour and we're no better off than when we started!"

"Fair point," Knockout muttered from the other side. "It's hard to know what will happen until it does."

"I don't like sitting around and waiting for them to make the first move though," Starscream replied, to which Bee nodded in agreement. He had driven back at Raf's request, saying hospital visits usually took a while and he'd call when he needed him.

"It makes me feel like a resting fowl," Bulkhead muttered.

"I thought it was 'perched waterfowl'," Breakdown replied.

"What's the difference?" Bulkhead replied.

"Is this seriously the time to be debating this?" Airachnid replied.

"Sitting duck," Megatron couldn't keep himself from correcting them, a servo pinching an imaginary nose.

"Not you too," Ratchet replied, bringing a servo to his faceplate in exasperation. Optimus and Soundwave merely watched in amusement.

"But seriously," Starscream replied. "Let's just try and think of something when we actually have some idea of what their plan is."

Ratchet nodded once, and Soundwave cut the feed before he could again.

"Well that was literally pointless." Arcee exclaimed bitterly. "I'm going on a drive."

With a swift transformation and a rev of her engine, she was gone, leaving the others to silently agree. They were trying to grasp for anything and pulling up nothing.