Carry The One

Operation Bumblebee pt 1

"Megatron?" Ratchet's worried voice echoed through his open comm to me.

My arm in a cast, Optimus had confined me to the safety of the base, forbidding me from even joining him on the scouting of the ancient autobot signal Ratchet discovered. Of course, they didn't leave without a stern talking to from yours truly.

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"What about the last time we went to scout an autobot signal?" I shouted, glaring at the mech before me. "Or did you forget about that?"

"I promise to circumspect our findings," he rumbled in his deep baritone he knew made my back tremble.

I turned to glare at Ratchet next. "And you are going to keep a comm open so I can listen to make sure he stays out of trouble." It wasn't even a question.

Ratchet scoffed before nodding an affirmative.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest the best I could, the white cast making things difficult. "Fine."

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"It seems you detected the ancient autobot frequency precisely because it was unearthed." the deep baritone rumbled shortly after.

"Well, our backup shouldn't be far behind."

"Without knowing what the decepticons have exhumed, I do not think I am willing to wait."

My tiny body fumed with rage as I glared at the blue signal traveling threateningly towards the red. "Optimus Prime, I swear to Primus himself if you do not wait you will have much more coming to you!"

"He's already gone, Cara," Ratchet commed me, amusement laced in his voice.

"You think this is funny! Remember --"

"I remember the events in which you speak, Cara, however I find it amusing that Optimus cringed as he ignored your rantings."

"He heard me!?"

"Megatron," He rumbled as I fumed. "I cannot allow you to pilfer autobot relics."

"Not only are you misinformed, Optimus, but I would strongly advise you to lower your weapons. Unless you're in the mood for mutually assured destruction." Megatron's raspy voice thundered through Ratchet's still open comm.

"It can't be..." the mech barely whispered.

"What is it?" I asked desperately.

"The spark extractor...."

"I don't know what that is but it sounds extremely unpleasant," I called. I paced angrily in front of the massive screen, my spark pulling against me.

"Rather unassuming.." Megatron rumbled with such glee, I questioned if he could hear me. "Yet capable of extracting every spark within its radius. And to think you lead me straight to it, Optimus," he sneered, and I could almost see the fanged grin. "Or should I say; Orion Pax did?"

I growled, leaning into the keyboard Raf had so conveniently hooked up to the massive computer for us. I desperately searched for Bumblebee's private comm as Megatron continued taunting my Optimus.

"Bumblebee," I called, finally reaching it. "What is your ETA? Soon?"

He buzzed something that sounded like an affirmative. Close enough.

"Would it help if I bridged you?" I turned to the larger screen which showed a new blue signal approaching the masses that were now engaging each other. A surge of energy was present, suggesting an already present ground bridge. "I guess not..."