Agent Fowler held a serious, blank face. He looked over to Ratchet who held his digits together in front of his Chasis. He then looked at Optimus who simply stared back indiferently. Then he looked back at what had indeed been different. The little sparkling in Bumblebee's arms.
"So you're telling me, you want to keep a robotic kid, who is also is also related to your worst enemy?" He asked a little bewildered. Ratchet looked to Optimus with optics that pleaded him to make the situation better.
"He's part of the team, Agent Fowler. Steelspark is no threat to the humans, nor the world."
"Right." The man spoke skeptically. He fixed his the before moving to the railing and having a closer look of the 'Cybertronian baby'. Although he guessed he was technically an earth baby. And he was born supposedly on American soil.
"Fine. This place has gone to wack anyhow. But so help me if the Decepticons track that son of a gun I will not permit you to keep him here under Uncle Sam's protection.!" Fowler yelled, using the man's name in vain.
"I understand, Agent Fowler." Optimus spoke softly, nodding his helm.
It had become a stressful week for Team Prime. There was a lot of anxiousness floating around Steelspark. Bee loved him, but ultimately knew Steelspark would never truly be safe.
Bulkhead was happy, but he had to be even more careful with him now that he did Miko.
Ratchet was glad he was safe, but he was also another mouth to feed.
And Arcee was constantly worrying that the Decepticons might somehow find his signal, they might find their base, that they might take away her partner away from her again.
And Optimus....
Well Optimus didn't know how to feel. He was a Prime. He could not grow anymore attachted to the sparkling then he could his own team. But he knew that he shouldn't treat him as just another bot, he couldn't defend himself and couldn't work. If it ever came down to it, he had to think about his team and cybertron first. But was Steelspark not part of the future generation for Cybertron? Would that not be better? How would others bots out there in the universe feel about their 'great and wise' leader taking Megatrons child in and living among them.
He truly did not know who to protect more. It always came down to surcumstances, the teams needs, steelsparks life. It was all too much for the ever dutiful Prime. So he distracted himself with reports. And one report came in that was quiet interesting.
"Optimus I'm receiving a signal on a restricted band. It appears to be coming from a starship inside the solar system." Ratchets exclaimed with shock.
"It's an autobot identification beacon." Optimus Prime clarified.
"So there are other bots out there?" Jack asked standing up from the
Wheeljack leaned over to get a better look at Steelspark.
"Look at you little guy. Who'd ever think we'd have a con on our side?" He chuckled. "May I hold him?" He asked Bee who hesitantly handed him over.
As soon as Wheeljack held him Bee began to beep urgently. "Don't worry kid, I wouldn't dare drop Megatron's sparkling." Wheeljack assured. He looked down at Steelspark who grew wide optics and began to chirp for Bumblebee. "Haven't you ever thought of just... giving him back? I mean I'm sure Megatron's wanting him back." Wheeljack asked. Bumblee raised his optic ridges and then began to scold the wrecker.
"Never! We couldn't give him back to him! Who knows what sick and twisted things Megatron would put him through! " Bumblebee angrily beeped. Wheeljack put up one servo in surrender.
"Woah there, didn't mean anything by it. Just it's dangerous having him here." Wheeljack quickly added "But being me , I can see the thrill in chasing danger." He quickly smirked to Bee and handed back Steelspark who happily returned to the safety of the Yellow Bots arms. Bee looked up at Wheeljack as he cassually walked away towards Bulkhead. Bee's Optics narrowed and he held Steelspark closer to his chasis.
The rest of the day was filled with Wheeljack telling stories, the entire team was laughing and smiling, even Optimus seemed less stressed than usual. So why did Bulkhead feel so uneasy? Jackie was acting funny yes, but Arcee had told him about how people change over time, but not Jackie, right?
Well it turned out Bulkhead was right to be worried as 'Wheeljack' held Miko in his hands, threateningly close to squishing her. No longer laughing and smiling, the room was now tense, every bot had their weapons drawn on the imposter, minus Bulkhead who was too worried about hitting Miko.
"How bout a trade Bulky old pal?" The con smirked. "This human for that sparkling."
Bumblebee quickly left his stance and stood in front of Steelspark who sat on a table, staying quiet with the silent understanding that whatever was happening was bad.
"Never!" Bee beeped angrily.
Never once did a blaster fire, but all Steelspark saw was Miko being thrown by the bad Mech and him running through a green portal.
Makeshift sauntered up to Starscream, the con tapping his sharpened digits together in amusement.
"Did you get the coordinates of the Autobots base?" Starscream asked.
"I did my Lord." He smirked his face plates shifting showing his darkened wire beneath.
"And the..... scraplet?" Screamer mused.
"Yes. But they're quiet protective of him." Makeshift explained.
"Of course they are." He sighed his shoulders slumping in annoyance, but his wings perked up hearing a soft beeping noise.
Steelspark was tightly held by Bee. His car doors lowered as he tried comforting Raf who was still worried. Just then, Steelspark chirped as Bulkhead came back.. with the bad Mech! Steelspark nuzzled into Bee trying to hide from his view.
However, everyone seemed... relieved. The bots crowded around Jackie, either happy to meet the real Mech or to test he was himself. Wheeljack had just smiled towards Bee before noticing the sparkling in his arms. He grinned wide and lowered down towards him.
"And who's This?" He asked smiling, charming, not threatening like the last Wheeljack.
"Steelspark." Bee replied with a little more confidence then before.
"Really then? Well welcome to the Autobots rookie." Wheeljack smiled making Steelspark chirp and smile back.
This was good. This was nice. This is what a family was supposed to be.
Sorry for the long delay guys.
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