Com Links Are For the Weak

"Take cover!"

"We're under attack!"

These NEST soldiers , even the ones left at base, were not randomly chosen. They were the best of the best, handpicked by the pentagon and then interviewed by the secretary of defense himself. We had Navy Seals, Army Rangers, and outstanding soldiers recommended by their superiors. They all needed to be skilled in the art of war, ready for any possible situation. Very quickly, the happy slightly buzzed men on the grass whipped out their weapons and started firing at the mech.

The mech became visibly agitated. He jerked his cannon to aim at a couple of the men firing but never went on to shoot it. He stopped moving completely and spat out a few words in cybertronian that seemed to echo around the quiet island. The words sounded harsh and threatening. If this was a decepticon, he would have already fired at us. This would have already been a battle, not a one sided firing match.

Fuck.

"Wait! Stop!" I yelled at the men as adrenaline overtook my senses. I ran forwards to grab one of the men firing. "He's not firing back!" The man I grabbed onto stopped and looked to Foxwood who nodded.

"Cease fire! This is not our enemy!" He barked out the command and immediately all weapons were quiet, yet there was a heavy tension in the air. After a moment, the silver mech transformed his plasma cannon into an arm and continued to shore. We all moved back a bit as the cybertronian reached the beach. Here I could tell for sure it was Sideswipe. The face was very familiar but unlike in the movies, he didn't have blades for hands and wheels for feet. I imagined it was something he used only for combat.

Relief filled me when the soldiers put away their weapons completely. I had no idea why Sideswipe would aim a weapon at us but it really caused quite a bit of panic. The mech stopped at the beach and began to just stare at us, almost waiting for us to say something to him. I looked at Foxwood who shrugged.

"Where's Optimus when you need him.." One of the soldiers said under his breath. True, if Optimus was here he'd get this entire situation under control in a second. Plus he knows Sideswipe, they're from the same planet. Why is everyone looking at me all of a sudden?

Oh yeah, they think I know him.

Which technically is true, and Optimus already informed him and Jolt of my situation.

Eh, I got nothing to lose.

"Hey Sideswipe!" I smiled and waved like he was a friend I haven't seen in years. "Nice landing but what's with you pointing your cannon at me like that?" I cringed at the last part. He probably doesn't know English, I mean, he did come straight from outer space with no time to study. Im such a bad actor.

Surprisingly he perked up at the mention of his name. He took a few more steps, right at the edge of where the beach ended and the grass began to mix with the sand. To my relief, nobody moved further back, but they were all looking back and forth between me and Sideswipe. As if there was a sudden shift in his personality, his metal form began to look visibly relaxed and he put a metal hand to his head, almost looking embarrassed about doing something he wasn't supposed to.

"My apologies Jemma. I was beginning to feel a bit claustrophobic in that space pod and it must have made me forget where I was." The second he said my name I felt chills. If it weren't for the fact that I realized Optimus must have told him my name and what I looked like, I probably would have fainted out of fear. I mean, it's not everyday an alien robot falls out of the sky, looks like he's about to shoot you then greet each other like besties.

"Uh, its okay." I said awkwardly. To be honest with myself I was still on high alert. It made no sense why he would be completely informed of the situation yet his plasma cannon was out ready to fire. He didn't look like an Autobot then, he looked like something out of some kind of sci-fi nightmare.

"Sideswipe, I trust your leader Optimus Prime informed you of his whereabouts?" Foxwood spoke from behind me, making me jump at his sudden closeness. The Autobot in question changed his attention from me to the General.

"He did."

"And you are aware that you are under my command until him and the rest of your kind gets back from their mission."

"Yes."

"Alright, then i'll have you move out to Hangar three, here on Earth you're gonna need a disguise that won't get on youtube." And just like that Foxwood explained why we had about fifteen random sport cars in the above hangars. At least, he explained it to the other soldiers. As soon as I saw the silver Corvette Stingray that Sideswipe transformed into, and the Blue Chevrolet Volt that Jolt took favor in, I figured that was their purpose.

Once more, Sideswipe began to move in our direction. This time though, it didn't seem to phase anyone except me. I had too many mixed feeling and emotions about this whole thing. On one hand, he seems so familiar to the point that its almost comforting, but there was another side that honestly scared me. He seemed dangerous, like some kind of feral dog that seemed friendly right until you go to pat it, then it suddenly snaps.

Then again, I should feel this way with all the Autobots. Sure they're for the most part nice, but they are all soldiers that have killed. Hell, they have highly advanced weapons on them at literally all times, who wouldn't be alarmed? At the end of the day however, im sure all these vibes are due to stress. The only autobot I had to worry about was Ratchet.

"Then let us go. I don't want to be standing in this dirt if I have no purpose out here." Sideswipe said to Foxwood, almost as if he was ordering him rather than the other way around. I exchanged an accidental look with the soldier I basically tackled and we both seemed to be thinking the same thing; This was going to be a long night. Thankfully Foxwood didn't say anything about his lack of respect to someone of his position, however that really did mean nothing to a giant alien robot.

As Sideswipe approached it put some of my anxiety to ease when he made no further moves to be intimidating. The soldiers as well as myself waited for the mech to pass us while being led by General Foxwood. The new closeness of him now brought on a new alarming vibe; I wanted to be closer to him.

Something has definitely gotten into me, maybe I was coming down with something or finally losing my sanity. I made sure to keep my distance from him as I kept closer to the back of our little welcoming party. As soon as we were inside, I made sure to discreetly make my escape to the elevator.

With full intentions to run back to my room and hide in my blanket fortress, I realized as soon as the elevator doors closed that perhaps I was making a mistake. Technically I was the one that de-escalated the situation back on the beach, what if they needed me again?

But what could they possibly need me for? If Sideswipe really wanted to cause harm he would have done so already with or without my presence; after all he doesn't know me, he just knows what O.P told him. He was a good ally to the humans in the last couple of movies before Bay killed him off in the fourth one so everything should be fine, right?

The elevator doors opened with a hiss, and I was met with the quiet halls of the all but abandoned bunker. Making my way towards my room, I decided to focus more on Sideswipe rather than the eerie silence. He looked exactly like in the movies; no trace of red on him like in the G1 series, maybe he likes silver better. His face was very expressive for being made of metal; kind of like Bumblebee's but the difference being instead of using his eyes to express emotions, he uses all of his facial plating.

Speaking of Bee, he's supposed to arrive sometime tomorrow with Jolt, which is good. Bee is the only one on base I like at the moment, maybe he could talk to Optimus about letting me leave with him. At this thought I smiled, it was a realistic plan, Optimus would most likely listen to the Scout and I could finally leave this shit show.

"I take it you like the new Mech." Realizing I spaced out while walking and was staring at the ground smiling to myself, I quickly regained my composure and found creepy suit guy A.K.A Mr. Wilkins. On my ranking system of likes and dislikes, he's definitely my most hated.

"Huh?" I blurted. Staring at him like he said the stupidest thing in the world. I had begun hoping that if im openly rude to him maybe he'd leave me alone.

"I heard the impact from down here. It was pretty loud too, nearly knocked over a shelf in my office."

"Oh, Sideswipe?" It made sense that he heard the landing.

"Yeah, he must be pretty neat if your down here smiling like that."

"He's alright." It was better if he thought I was down here smirking about Sideswipe than my new plan to escape. "It's good to see an old friend after so long."

"Oh really? How long."

"Too long.."

"Translate to Earth Years?" He asked. Damn, why is he being so nosy?

"I cant remember." I stated bluntly before moving past him to get to my room. Id rather be alone with Ratchet and a large assortment of pointy medical tools than Mr. Wilkins. Before turning down the hall, I looked back to make sure he wasn't creepily following me. Maybe it was just being trapped here on base that caused my new-found trust issues but I couldn't ignore the feeling he was some kind of kidnapper-slash-sex offender. The man was that creepy.

Instead of following me however, he was instead walking in the direction I came from, so I figured he was going to head up to the surface and meet the new Autobot himself. Relieved, I continued the rest of the way to my room in peace.

Fully intending to hide away in my room for the rest of the night, I flopped on the easiest bed to get to within the blanket fortified room. My mind was blank for a few moments before I started thinking about Sideswipe again. Maybe what he said was true; maybe ghe just had some type of anxiety attack in the pod and when he got out his mind tricked him to be in some type of battle. It didn't really add up though, Sideswipe was depicted as a cool-natured and relaxed kind of guy, not really like his twin brother; the more antisocial of the pair with a superiority complex. But hey, anyone can have their off days right?

Optimus and the rest of the base were supposed to arrive on base tomorrow anyways, so maybe that would put Sideswipe at ease; real cybertronians. Not like I could fill that role. What even am I anyways? A human with a cybertronian skeleton and spark? In all honesty that sounds kind of gross; knowing instead of veins I had wires, and instead of bones I had metal. On another note I can still bleed strangely enough. Not to say too much information but I had my period the past couple of months fine; Ratchet mortifyingly called me out on it the first month by saying my human reproductive system was 'fully operational and I can successfully mate and breed with other human males'. Luckily no one was around to hear but it still makes me want to die just thinking about it.

Sure enough I soon fell asleep with the knowledge that when I wake up I'll still be stuck on this god-forsaken base, with one more autobot.

Thailand; Nang Rong,

Buriram

10:24- Local Time

The entire village and then some have been evacuated in anticipation of the space pod, and who it held inside. Regardless of who it is; friendly or unfriendly, they're most likely hurt and require immediate medical attention by Ratchet; or so he keeps grumbling. A broken com link was usually the last to go in regards to communication. Bumblebee still had a com link even after his vocal transmitter was heavily damaged. Before the war, com links were used like how humans would use cell phones; to convey ideas and information. During and after the war of Cybertron, having a com link became an essential part of survival because secret communication in selected groups bore outstanding tactical benefit. The systems were protected as one would protect their own spark.

All Cybertronians were practically buzzing with restlessness. Even Ratchet had been pacing back and forth, stopping to snap a few times at a soldier who was picking at a lone scab on his finger. Although the humans were eager aswell to see who awaited inside the pod, the bots were ten times so. For them it could mean greeting a brother in arms, a sparkmate separated by the war, or even just an old friend. To some of the more somber bots, they feared the worst whether it be a dead autobot or a decepticon a little too prepared for their welcome party.

With a ear piercing roar, the awaited space pod made its presence known and hit the ground just about a mile out north. With newfound urgency, the bots transformed and rolled out, leaving the humans to scramble into their military jeeps and pursue after them. Before long they all arrived at the crash site.

Before them was a crater the size of a baseball field and in the middle was a still smoking, silverish-black oval shaped container, large enough to fit the largest mech of the group easily. The surrounding trees and shrubs were lit ablaze, causing the human soldiers to reluctantly retreat a little ways back the way they came.

"Why isn't it comin' out?" One of the soldiers asked their leader, Lennox. Before he could answer however Ratchet and Optimus trekked further down into the crater that resulted from the impact.

"Everyone stay back!" Jazz ordered and Lennox echoed.

"Everyone get back now! Move it!" Both humans and mechs alike knew that the lack of activity in the pod could mean the worse. Both Optimus and Ratchet wordlessly grabbed ahold of opposite sides of the pod, and as the smoke began to clear, there appeared to be a slit approximately a foot on width which cut right through the middle of the pod, and large metal servos hung limply from the small opening. The autobot leader and medic pried the rest of the pod open.

"Oh, slag." Ratchet grumbled at the sight of the half-dead decepticon curled up inside the pod. Energon was still leaking from the bot, and there were stains of it throughout the interior of the pod. With a quick scan it was revealed to Ratchet that the mech suffered from several blast wounds throughout his torso and upper body, but amazingly all of them seemed to just miss his spark, almost as if someone was trying to simply torture him, not kill him. Further dents to his arm and leg plates as well as door wing being completely torn off and missing confirmed that he was indeed in some type of battle.

"The decepticon seeker, Thrust." Optimus was not expecting this. If anything he was expecting the decepticon to jump out and initiate some sort of combat, but instead he laid there all but lifeless.

"Optimus, the fire is too hot,I gotta move my men out of here." Lennox shouted to the bot who nodded in response. Once Lennox pulled his men to safer grounds, away from the blazing parts of the rainforest, Jazz turned to Optimus.

"Whats the call bossbot?"

"Autoscum." A voice, weak, gravelly and speaking in Cybertronian directed everybots attention to the con. "I knew i'd be offlined by one of you one day, but never thought you'd have the cowardness to execute me as soon as i'd touch down to earth."

"Your injuries, how did you obtain them?" Optimus asked, continuing speaking in Cybertronian. There was no doubt the con lacked access to the world wide web let alone the ability to download the entire english language into his vocal transmitter. His systems were just too heavily damaged. To that the con began to laugh darkly.

"Oh, you mean this?" He gestured to his chest plate. "A parting gift from Blitzwing, I decided to challenge him a bit, rough him up before we set a course for Earth."

"Your com link is destroyed as well as your energy cloaking mechanism. According to your injuries it appears as if he wasn't intentionally trying to kill you, though your lack of essential systems prove otherwise." Ratchet informed the mech, who again laughed, this time louder and more high pitched.

"You see, Blitzwing isn't the most sane of all bots, he's well, he's a psychopath; completely glitched." It was true. Blitzwing was a particularly cruel and twisted decepticon. On the battlefield he had two alt forms, one which took flight and calculated every move with the most perfected precision, and another that took to the ground to completely obliterate everything in his path. Even compared to Skywarp, a childish decepticon who's day would be made if he could push somebot down a flight of stairs, Blitzwing is far more unstable in regards to his processor, which makes him all the more dangerous.

"Blitzwing is here? On this planet?" Ironhide pushed.

"The slagger slammed me into the pod and sent me here before he took off himself."

"Optimus." Ironhide asked in English. "We need to execute him now, then go on to find Blitzwing, he could have taken out cities by now."

"If that were the case the our lil' NEST unit would 'ave heard of it by now." Jazz answered. "Besides how would we find 'im? Im sure his energy cloakin' fields workin' fine."

"Jazz is right." Optimus told the weapon specialist. "Unless he's causing destruction we have no way to find him."

"His loyalty is too strong with Megatron anyways, even that glitch head wouldn't do anything that could expose their base or plans." Ratchet added.

"Which leaves us with our more immediate problem." Optimus looked back at the Decepticon before them. In all honesty it was quite a pitiful sight, yet one thing the war for Cybertron had taught them all, Autobot and Decepticon alike, is that pity meant nothing when it was for a member of the adversary. If they spared the con, he'd just go on to report to Megatron. If they kept him as a prisoner of war, he'd need to be under constant supervision and the threat of him eventually causing harm and death on the base were too great. There was only one option left, and it was a dark one.

"Any last words, Decepticon?" Optimus asked as he lifted up one of his blasters to the Decepticons head.

"All Hail Megatron."

Diego Garcia

N.E.S.T Base

9:14 AM

I didn't have a cell phone, mine was confiscated my first week here by Lennox because of a tweet I sent out claiming that I was kidnapped by the government and forced to stay imprisoned on a small uncharted island in Diego Garcia. I personally saw no harm in it because all of my followers suddenly stopped existing but the second the pentagon started making some calls I got busted. I didn't own an alarm clock and there were no windows in my room seeing as we were about a mile underground, so when I usually woke up from sleep it was typical to feel disoriented and hungry.

Today was no exception.

Groaning, I remembered everything that happened the night before. Sideswipe was now on Earth, as well as Jolt who would be arriving with Bumblebee and the mystery bot who Optimus and the rest of the squad sent to Thailand were bringing today. Hopefully they were already here, that way I can once again ask for my freedom and once again get some vague answer from Optimus. Its what I live for.

Getting up from my bed, I threw my hair up in a short, messy ponytail. My hair felt a bit too oily for my liking so I definitely was going to take a shower today, but first food. I tugged on the military grade combat boots and stepped out into the bright fluorescent lights of the over-sized hallway.

My walk to the cafeteria hall was a quiet and told me the rest of the base weren't here yet due to the lack soldiers running around. I didn't mind though. There were however a few soldiers in the cafeteria so I took that as a sure sign Sideswipe didn't kill off the entire base with me sleeping through it all. I ate my breakfast in peace and left to go back to my room so I could grab my soaps I made Lennox get for me.

My shower was a long one, as are most of my showers. Once I felt satisfyingly clean, I got out and dressed into- you guessed it- military issued clothes. A part of me wondered what happened to all the clothes and personal belongings I left in my dorm, but Lennox said he had a guy go in to grab them but the three girls living in the dorm had no clue who I even was let alone where my stuff went. Just another part of my life lost in a different dimension I guess.

Feeling the need for some fresh air, I decided to start making my way to the elevators. Once inside I waited for the doors to close and as they were doing so I heard a voice call out 'Hold!" So I quickly jerked my arm in between the doors which caused them to open again so I could view my nightmare fully.

Andrew Freaking Wilkins.

Quickly trying to get the doors shut again by rapidly pressing the 'shut door' button, he quickly ushered inside and I was soon trapped in the elevator with him. I tried to think positive by reminding myself it was a giant elevator, and im lucky its not a small, normal sized one. However, that logic meant nothing when he was standing so goddamn close to me.

"You smell nice today." He smiled.

"Thanks…"

"How did you sleep?"

"Great."

"I know you want to leave this place."

"Alright, you know what? Im done." I laughed. Before all of this, I was a pleasant person to get along with. I worked in customer service doing retail for a part time job to get me through the past couple of years, but when im forced to deal with a smug, creepy guy like this one day after day, it starts to ebb away at your patience. "Look, please just leave me alone. Stop concerning yourself with me."

"But why ever would I want to do that?"

"Cuz uh, well I dont know im an autobot that can completely destroy you?" At this he chuckled, making me fully realize this elevator didn't have a phone in it to call emergency services.

"Id like to see you try, Jemma. Honestly I would, and there will be time for that, but right now I have a helicopter waiting for the two of us to transport us back into the states so im afraid for now that will have to wait."

"Excuse me?" I asked, bewildered. That was probably the last thing I expected to hear.

"You have questions, ask them before we get to the surface."

"What on Earth makes you think i'll go with you?" I laughed. As much as I hate this place I have a constant gut feeling not to trust this guy.

"Oh, I know you will, but if you need a little bit more convincing-" At that he pulled out .44 Magnum pistol and aimed it at my head. Instinctually I raised up my hands up to my shoulders.

"O-okay, yup thats a gun."

"Anymore questions?"

"Nah, im good man."

"Alright, when we get out of the elevator, you're going to walk with me, calmly, okay?"

"Sure." This wasn't a sweaty guy with a nervous trigger finger, this was a man that knew how to properly kidnap someone, like he's done this a hundred times before. He probably executes people for the CIA, definitely wouldn't put it past him.

"Im putting the gun away for now, but if you even try to distract me, or call for help I will not hesitate to eliminate you. Understand?"

"Crystal clear."

The elevator doors opened to reveal the upper part of the base. I easily spotted the newest edition to NEST; Sideswipe, talking with General Foxwood about something. To my utter horror both Mech and General saw the two of us step out of the elevator and proceeded our way. I let a huge, shit eating smile cover my face.

"Hey guys!" I said a little bit too cheerfully. Foxwood nodded in acknowledgment.

"Hello Jemma, you disappeared for a few cycles." Sideswipe greeted.

"Oh. Um what?" I tried to ask politely. I didn't disappear anywhere.

"I told him you were sleeping."

"-We call it recharging."

"Yes, well he wanted to talk with you as soon as you were done uh, recharging. I was about to send someone down to get you actually, Ive been up all night going through Earth procedures and paperwork." I knew he wanted to say he didn't trust Sideswipe without supervision, I mean, he did give us all a scare last night. I don't blame him.

"Oh, well i'm actually kinda busy right now." What did Sideswipe want to talk with me about anyway? He should know by now that Optimus would be here soon and he could answer his questions a lot better than I sure as hell could.

"Oh. Maybe we could meet in a few more cycles?"

"Sure." I smiled. "Sounds great."

"And Mr. Wilkins," At the sound of his name my heart skipped a beat and for a moment I thought we were caught. "So sad to see you go, but looks like your job is done here."

"Correct General, it looks like NEST is running smoothly and i'm needed elsewhere, but i'll be sure to put in a good word for you." That's why he's kidnapping me today of all days, well at least thats a good cover for the take off of a Helicopter.

"Don't bother, won't need it as im retiring soon anyways." Foxwood chuckled and the two of them began conversing over Florida again. Have to give it to him, he's a real good actor. My eyes wandered back to Sideswipe who was eyeing me as well.

His optics were a bright blue, as was every Autobot I have seen so far, but his didn't seem to glow as vividly as the others. They were dull and honestly it gave me the impression that he was either bored or in pain. We locked eyes for a long while and it seemed like time was going in slow motion. I felt surprisingly calm and even comforted.

All at once I realized that maybe I could get Sideswipe to help me. All Cybertronians have something called a 'com link' that allows them to talk with one another without saying anything out loud, humans call it telepathy but its really just an advanced form of technology-or something. Maybe what im feeling is a com link opening up between us. I began to mentally scream at the mech before me.

'Andrew is a psychopath! He has a gun! He's literally kidnapping me!'

At this he blinked and looked even more interested, I realized it was working.

'Help me the fuck out man!'

"Are you alright Jemma?" Sideswipe asked suddenly causing me to almost jump in surprise. "You don't look very well." Thanks for nothing Sides.

"Yeah, to be honest I don't feel very well, that's why I slee- recharged for so long."

"You should see Ratchet when he gets back to base with the others. I'll com him right now-"

"No, honestly its fine. It happens every so often, my organic half gets a cold occasionally just like every other animal on instead of a cold, I like to call it 'my organic half trying to kill me'" I assured him seeing no need for Ratchet to become invested with my health any more than he already is. Well, it's not a problem anymore anyways seeing as how i'll probably never see any of them ever again.

And you know what? I was fine with that.

"Well, It's been a pleasure working with you General, and Sideswipe it was an honor to meet you and your fellow Autobots, but I need to get going or i'll never hear the end of it with the bureau. Jemma was coming with me, she's never seen a Lockheed Helicopter before." Okay, that was technically a true statement.

"Yup, super excited. I always did have a passion for helicopters." I received a look from Foxwood.

"If she tries to stow away let one of us know and we'll come get her." He sighed before turning his attention back at the large, silver mech who now looked a bit confused.

"Im sure that won't be a problem." Andrew assured him. "It really was a pleasure though."

"Safe travels, Mr Wilkins." We began our way out of the hangar and into another bright sunny morning in Diego Garcia. The air was just beginning to get humid and it was already pretty warm. We quickly made our way to the helicopter stationed on a landing pad.

Quickly looking around, he opened the door to the cockpit, took out his gun and motioned me to get in. For a moment I debated running, but i'd definitely die seeing as how everyone was inside the base and unaware of what was going on.

"Shit." Reminding myself that the only reason I was cooperating so well was because I wanted to get off this base more than I cared to be his new sex slave or whatever the fuck he was kidnapping me for, I climbed up into the cockpit and into the back seat. He quickly climbed in behind me and sat in the seat in front of me before slamming the door shut again. He immediately went to work on operating the helicopter after putting on a headset. A loud, thundering noise echoed through the cockpit at the blades began turning. I covered my ears.

Soon we were up in the air, and I realized just how different helicopters were from planes. It felt like we were suspended in air and being dragged up higher and higher by the helicopter's blades. My fear intensified once I realized that's literally how helicopters worked.

"So-" My voice was lost in the loudness of the cockpit. Holy shit it was so loud! I tried again. "Hey!" I couldn't even hear my own voice. Removing one hand I quickly tapped Andrew so I could hopefully snag a headset. No response. I tried again and was roughly met his elbow to my face which had me gasping in pain. Noise forgotten, my hands flew to my nose which was now warm and sticky with blood dripping down my chin. Ignoring the fact that he was operating a helicopter currently a few hundred feet above the ocean, I roughly kicked his chair three or four times.

He was suddenly on top of me holding a wet cloth to my mouth and now broken nose. The pressure brought even more pain and I screamed out, but I was soon met with the ocean below swallowing me whole and my mind with it.

Diego Garcia

N.E.S.T Base

8:15 pm

"You should have commed me immediately Sideswipe." Ratchet practically growled as the two of them made their way to Jemma's quarters.

"I missed you too Hatchet." The silver frontliner grinned back.

"Watch yourself." They stopped at the small human sized door that lead to Jemma's quarters. Without skipping a beat, Ratchet kneeled down and tapped the door four times in quick succession. No answer.

"Youngling, you come out this instant!" Ratchet bellowed causing a few soldiers in that hall to stop and see what was going on. The rest of the base arrived a few cycles ago, and when questioned on the lack of a certain femme causing mayhem, Sideswipe informed them all that her 'organic half was currently in the process of killing herself.' Understandably all bots seemed to freak out at this before Foxwood assured them all she just had a cold. Ratchet still wanted to give the femme a thorough scan however and Sideswipe came out of pure curiousity.

More aggressive tapping. "I'm coming in." Ratchet warned as he used two servos to turn the doorknob and successfully open the door. At this Sideswipe kneeled down beside Ratchet who used his optics to emit a powerful light which lit up Jemma's entire, previously dark, quarters. It was quite a comical sight, two three ton robots looking into a human sized room. Ratchet sputtered at the state of her quarters. "What in the pit is with all this fabric stapled to the ceiling?! You there!" He said to a soldier who was walking their way. "Get in and look for Jemma."

The soldier seemed to pale at the two Autobots orders once he saw the fabric-maze that appeared to be the rooms entrance. It vaguely reminded him of a giant spiderweb. Regardless, he walked in, turned on the light and began his search. After falling once and stumbling numerous times in the 'blanket room of death' he mentally called it, he came back out.

"She's not in there."

"Then where in Primus is she?" Ratchet asked Sideswipe who shrugged.

"Last I saw her she was going off to say goodbye to that human in the suit." The medic sighed and opened his com link to all Autobots on base.

"Jemma's missing, im going to run some energy scans through every part of the base."

"Ironhide, Sideswipe, go up to the surface and look for her there." Optimus commanded through the link.

"If she's trying to get to the Maldives again im making Sideswipe go swimming." The specialist grumbled in response.

"I'll inform Lennox and General Foxwood and have them look over the security footage aswell, everyone keep me updated on your findings." And with that Optimus cut the com link.

"I can't get any peace around here, it's always something." Ratchet stated before setting off.

"Why would I need to swim?"

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