🎶 Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me🎶
Chromia's Pov
I walked alongside Shockwave in silence. We never truly spoke once camp ended and I could only assume that he saw our actions as a grave error as well. I chewed my lower lip as I kept my arms behind me.
"Sir" a group of women saluted and Morgan nodded firmly. I rolled my eyes due to the stare they issued, was he the fantasy of many women here?
I believe in Shockwave's twisted little mind he believes I was privileged to have him inside me and for the moment we share in that forsaken cave. I was petrified that women would practically toss themselves at my leader. Fuck, should I even care?
"Permission to speak sir" I stated and Shockwave paused whereby he spun to face me stiffly.
"Denied, Orion's office is the fourth door down" he stated and I nodded firmly.
"Thank you" but before I could move he held my wrist and my eyes moved from my captured wrists to violet eyes.
"I will pardon your behavior but if anyone asks you were asked to clean combat boots" he stated and my eyes softened. I was without understanding as to why he pardoned me from punishment, his hand freeing my wrists roughly. He left without a word, his arms behind his back as he went in the opposite direction.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I headed in the direction of Orion's office. I knocked prior to entry, my hands growing cold the moment I entered the room.
"You wanted to see me Sir?" I asked as I closed the door as soon as I entered the office fully. Orion spun his chair to face me with a brown paper folder in his hand which he threw to his desk, his blue optics (eyes) moving to me. Maybe at this point he wanted to question my sanity with what took place earlier.
"Yes Chromia, have a seat" he stated and I did just that, placing my hands to my lap. If I confessed to the crime I believe that should limit the depths of my punishment.
"Did I do something Sir and if I did I'm really sorry" I clarified quickly and he arched a brow. It was as though he was not expecting such a statement.
"Well, did you do something that I'm unaware of?" He asked, utterly confused and I shook my head swiftly. Well Orion, I actually had a list:
I slept with my trainer.
I roughed my son up a bit in the visitors area just minutes ago.
I disrespected the trainer I slept with.
I tortured my trainer with tiny insects to fulfill a secret agreement made among recruits.
"No Sir" I told him, my thoughts were better left unsaid. Orion would probably strangle me for sleeping with a Decepticon and for my emotional outburst just minutes ago.
"Very well then, the issue concerns Ironhide" he stated and I eased out in my chair, my eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"What about him Sir?" I asked and Orion stood with the folder, handing me a picture as soon as he was close enough.
"I am deeply troubled to inform you that the death of my fallen comrade was murder" he stated simply showing me the picture of my husband hanging in his dorm. With the pain I felt for years the least my leader could do was warn me about the graphic images before presenting said images.
"Frowler's officers said it was suicide, Ratchet confirmed that theory... I don't understand...What are you saying?" I asked as I stared at the picture before me.
"Well, as you know, in being a soldier I do have other allies, I was able to have other officers investigate his case. It turns out to be murder designed like suicide" he told me and I allowed the picture to fall to the floor as I covered my mouth.
"He was murdered...By whom and why was this not seen before?" I asked and Orion gave me a sad look.
"That, Chromia, is what we are trying to figure out...if we knew who did it we wouldn't be investigating" He informed me and Prime could be rude when he needed to be.
"How can you know it's a murder, we had an argument before and that explains everything" I told him, bitterness filling me as I reflected on said argument.
"A broken neck is usually the result of hanging but when the body was examined the pressure that caused the breakage could not have come from the sheet he was hanging from. He was murder in a struggle and his opponent was smart enough to go for his spark" Orion state and tears made their presence known.
Someone broke his neck and stabbed him in the spark?
"Who would do such a thing?" I asked as I hugged myself as I tried not to break down before my leader.
"Don't worry, we'll find the killer, someone in the army is an ideal suspect" Orion stated and I swallowed harshly.
"A Decepticon more like it" I hissed and Optimus relaxed his shoulders. I swallowed, what if Shockwave was actually the one behind my husband's murder? Shockwave did have a nasty temper but I dismissed the thought when I reflected on just how limited Morgan saw his interaction with Ironhide.
Shockwave was a lot of things but he was no trouble maker besides flirting with women. The fact that Megatron, Starscream, Viper, Sapphire and many others stood to be in the army eliminated Shockwave somewhat. As a matter of fact, I doubt the suspect being a woman because my husband was a skilled hunk of a man who could not be overpowered so easily.
"I will protect my own to the moon and back but I assure you no stone should be left unturned. With the right knowledge this may be the work of a human, autobot or Decepticon '' he informed me and I took a deep breath with a hand on my chest.
"You cannot believe one of our own would do such a thing" I stated firmly and Optimus actually ignored my statement completely.
"Did Ironhide speak of any enemies?" Orion asked and my processor (mind) swirled into a mini flashback immediately after I spoke.
"Yes, on many occasions when I visited but he only spoke of two persons" I stated as I glared up at him with watery eyes.
"Why do you wear that face, I thought you were enjoying this?" I asked and he practically threw himself in the seat before me. Wasn't the army his big dream come true?
"Why are people bitches, they hate you without reason" He hissed and I reached across the table and held his hand. This grumpy man before me wasn't the Ironhide I'm used to.
"Who's bothering you?" I asked and he calmed down somewhat. He looked at me without an expression.
"Fucking Smith and Fucking Anderson" he hissed and my eyes widened, Smith was Bee's last name. Weren't he and Bee friends, that's strange.
"Bee? You said Smith so is it Bee?" I asked and he chuckled.
"Not Bee, he's not in my group I was referring to those two" he started turning my head to Megatron who was conversing with a blonde. Megatron was Bee's father so they shared the same last name. Bee never did accept the fact of being the Tyrant's son.
"So they are the ones that made my husband so grumpy?" I asked and Ironhide nodded and sipped his beer.
"Those were the only two he would mention whenever he had a bad day" I told Orion who made notes.
"Well thank you Chromia" he stated and I nod as I stood, he held my shoulder.
"We will find the murderer, his death won't go in vain" he told me and I gave a sad smile.
"These things usually take years and he's already dead, what good will that do? Emanuel is already fatherless Prime" I told him and he was saddened.
"It will bring you solace Chromia, it will bring us all peace" he told me and I exited the office with a spirit as dark as hell.
Well we are getting closer to the crunch of the book ;) I'm excited !!!
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His Nightmare ;Her Death Wish
Romance"What are you doing?" I asked again as my eyes roamed the face of a man I was supposed to despise. He placed his cold lips to my thigh and I tightened my grip on his shoulder. I was stunned beyond words and deeply confused. With the shock that I was...
