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The comm. beeped exactly 5 minutes after Ratchet, First Aid, and Knockout had disconnected Elita from Optimus and were making sure they were ok.
“Yes, Agent Fowler?” Magnus answered the comm.
“What happened?” Fowler asked, “I have reports pouring in about explosions, lasers shooting everywhere.” Magnus waved over Blaster, “Is everything ok? This isn’t like you-”
“We have taken down Megatron and Starscream and the Nemesis has left Earth.” Magnus said, “Blaster will make sure to clean up any evidence of the battle.” Fowler made a noise as if to interrupt, “We will contact you soon, but we have injured to attend to at the moment. Omega 1 out.”
Magnus cut the comm. and Blaster chuckled.
“On it.” Blaster said, taking the spot in front of the computer. “Go rest, Commander.”
Magnus nodded, sighing. He found a cleared out spot down the hall from everyone and sat heavily. He leaned against the wall and closed his optics. He didn’t even bother to open them when he heard footsteps.
“Drink this so I don’t have to put you on a drip.” He opened his optics to see Knockout, holding 2 cubes and Delta on his hip. Magnus took the cubes and Knockout sat next to him. “You ok?”
“Tired is the best I can describe it.” Magnus said, as he downed a cube. “I almost lost my sister and brother in law, we just ended the war, and I still need to start paperwork.” Knockout nodded, as Delta poked at Magnus. “Earlier when I came to the Med Bay-”
“Do you want to move in with me and Delta?” Knockout interrupted him, looking at Delta. Magnus just looked at him, “It’s been pretty cold lately.” Knockout smiled, and glanced at Magnus, “I don’t know-”
“It would be better if you two move into my quarters.” Magnus said, thinking, as he started on his second cube.
Knockout nodded, and they sat in silence for a minute.
“After we decontaminate the ship,” Knockout said, “We are putting something on the walls besides weapons. We could ask Sunny to do a mural.”
“That would work.” Magnus said, nodding. They look at one another, “Are you sure?”
Knockout took Magnus’ arm and wrapped it around him and Delta.
“Frag no, I’m terrified.” Knockout said, “You deserve better than an Ex-Con with a sparkling.” Magnus opened his mouth, “But you seem to like us a lot, so I am going to keep you close and not let go.”
Magnus closed his mouth, and smiled. He kissed Delta on the forehead and then kissed Knockout. They sat there, enjoying the quiet for a moment, ready and now excited for what was to come.
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It took a full week to decontaminate the Traveler.
Optimus and Elita are only allowed to do paperwork and talk to a shocked Fowler, along with June and the kids.
They used Omega 1 as a temporary base, with constant movement of Bots coming in and out.
It was cramped quarters, with everyone sharing beds, but no one complained. It was smiles and laughs as they worked.
Bluestreak was kept in the Med Bay by an over cautious Ratchet and First Aid, with Knockout knowing when to pick a fight as he snuck Bluestreak away on occasion. She had a constant stream of visitors, and everyone wanted to hold one of the girls.
She helped with paperwork and reports and Prowl and Magnus were eternally grateful as the Ratchet fussed and First Aid tired to make data pads disappear.
When she wasn’t trying to do paperwork, she was taking care of the girls. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, when they had a free moment, would come and help, taking over a free med bed.
“Jazz will not stop talking about their door wings.” Sideswipe said, “Prowl just keeps shaking his head and Elita laughs at him.”
“Optimus just pats him on the shoulder, and then Ironhide joins in with Jazz…”Sunstreaker said, shaking his head, making
Bluestreak smile.
“We need to name them.” Bluestreak said, watching Sunstreaker readjust himself and the sparkling he held. “I got an idea; I’ve been reading when I am not sleeping or snuggling them.”
“Let’s hear it.” Sideswipe said.
“Vibes and Viola.” Bluestreak said, and the Twins looked at her curious. “Vibes likes music; she likes it when Jazz sings to her.” She nodded to the red femme sparkling Sunstreaker held, “And Viola because she is so bright.” She nodded to the yellow femme sparkling Sideswipe held. “What do you think?”
The twins looked between the girls for a moment, and then nodded.
“Vibes and Viola,” Sideswipe said, smiling, “You two are going to be amazing.”
After they told everyone the girl’s name, there was no end to Ironhide and Jazz gushing about their granddaughters.
The biggest surprise was when they were all allowed back on the ship, Bluestreak and the Twins quarters where covered in decorations and the girls names were above their cribs. Bluestreak cried, and the Twins shared their stash of high grade with everyone to thank them.
After everyone settled back onto the ship, the Command Staff held a meeting to give Fowler a full debriefing.
“How’d he find the ship?” Fowler asked, from where he stood in the middle of the table.
“The best guess we have is Soundwave tracked us, despite our movements and Blaster scrambling any comm. near us.” Prowl said.
“Who took out Starscream and Megatron?” Fowler asked.
“Prowl took out Starscream.” Jazz said, “Shot through the chest, and then he just dropped out of the sky.” Prowl nodded. “Amazing shot.” Jazz beamed at him, and Prowl shook his head.
“Optimus took out Megatron.” Elita said,
“We both did.” Optimus said, “I used my axe and you used your blaster.” She slowly nodded, as she thought.
“I still don’t remember when he stabbed you.” Elita said, “My welds are still healing from where he got me.”
“Before you arrived, I believe.” Optimus said, and Fowler looked at him shocked.
“I know,” Ratchet said, sighing. “Between the two of them, it would have killed three Bots.”
“Blaster was able to take everything off the internet and there is no evidence of what happened to the humans.” Magnus said, “Preceptor, Greenlight, Sideswipe, and Wheeljack have fully repaired the engines.” He paused, “Apparently, Greenlight and Preceptor have been sleeping in the engine room because they were working on the engines so much.” He looked at Ratchet, who nodded.
“I’ll get after them,” Ratchet said, “Everyone should be either fully repaired or on light duty.” He glanced at Elita and Optimus, “Bluestreak is off duty, but I know she has been helping with reports.”
“Well, alright then.” Fowler said, sighing. “What are you going to do now?” Elita and Optimus exchanged a look and then looked around the table.
“Until the ship is fully space worthy, we will stay here.” Optimus said, “After that, we will be returning to Cybertron.” Fowler seemed content with that answer, not shocked or surprised, as if he expected it.
“Just make sure to say good bye before you leave.” Fowler said, nodding. “I guess if the Cons aren’t a problem anymore, y’all can go home a rebuild, that was the point, right?”