mbv, Nexus, Col. Pax's reality, various locations, Assistance
Jack: *fretting just a bit as he paces*
Rachel: Will you stop fretting? *flips a soggy froot loop at him from where she's sitting up in her hospital bed*
Jack: *Soft ack as he's hit by the soggy fruit loop*
Rachel: Stop pacing.
Patrick: *trying to talk Mirage into coming out of wherever it is he's holed up. Is on open comms, since he figures Rachel and Jack could use a good laugh* //Look, Mirage. It's not the end of the world just because you got your aft handed to you within an hour of waking up.//
Jack: ... *raised brow*
Rachel: I mean it. You're making me antsy. //So she got him, did she?//
Mirage: *Coldly* //I am withholding comment.// *In other words, yup.*
Patrick: *chuckles* //If the fact that Magnus is giving me a blow-by-blow recount of this morning's match is anything to go by, I think he got owned.//
Jack: *Snicker* Should I send Moofy to find him?
Rachel: //Oh that can't be sitting well. And Moofy's already found him.//
Patrick: *more chuckling* //Mirage, you might as well come out of wherever you're hiding... The tracker drone's already found you.//
Mirage: *Silent. Maybe if he's quiet, it will go away?*
Rachel: //And he can track spark signatures from a distance of two hundred miles.//
Moofy: *Deedles loudly enough to be heard over Mirage's open line. He's telling Mama all about how he found the missing 'Bot!*
Mirage: //....//
Jack: *Grabbing a chair and settling in it with a pleased chuckle*
Rachel: //I mean it, Mirage. Don't make me get out of bed when I'm comfortable.//
Mirage: *Huffs quietly* //Very well.//
Rachel: //Good mech.// *drops a spoonful of cereal in her lap and grumbles*
Jack: *on his feet, will come over to help Rachel eat her breakfast*
Patrick: *telling Mirage he'd better go and report to Major MacKenzie, unless he wants to be dragged back to the gym*
Rachel: *pressing lips into a thin line as she looks at the shaking of her hands*
Jack: *concerned, will gently fuss over her now*
Rachel: *quietly, eyes on her hands* I'm not sure I dare trying to separate Arcee and Springer.
Jack: *lips drawn in a thin line as he nods* *quietly* We've got a catch-22...
Rachel: *sigh that sounds like it's on the edge of crying* I'm nearly obsolete.
Jack: *Soothing sounds as he gently takes one of her hands in his* No you're not.
Patrick: *silent for a few moments, before a spurr-of-the-moment idea has him PINpointing to the sign nexus*
In the sign Nexus....
Patrick: *looking around, remembering to not look directly at the Sign. He's looking for a specific mech, but doesn't seem to have spotted said mech*
Col. Pax: *looks up blearily from where he's sitting on a nearby couch. There's blood and stubble on his face, and his blue eyes are dull*
Patrick: *Quiet, sharp curse when he realizes the mech he's looking for isn't here* *Shoulders slump just a bit*
Col. Pax: *frown* What's wrong?
Patrick: *attention goes to Col. Pax and then he's giving the man a slight frown* I was hoping that the Ratchet that frequents this Nexus would be here... We need his help again in my reality...
Col. Pax: Nexus... knew it looked familiar. *rubs face, then hisses as the gesture makes the wound on his head bleed again*
Patrick: *frown, moves closer* Are you alright?
Col. Pax: Ambush. Hit the green button in a panic. *winces and uses the sleeve of his rumpled civilian jacket to try and staunch the bleeding* Now I've missplaced... PINpoint.
Patrick: *frowns more* Did you check between the couch cushions?
Col. Pax: *twists to look down, and winds up falling over sideways on his face*
Patrick: ... *sighs and moves to help the other man* Note to self, pay more attention...
Col. Pax: Ow....
Patrick: Easy... *will help Col. Pax sit up*
Col. Pax: *wincing, but then blinking* ...Spark signature.
Patrick: Huh? Oh... Yeah. I'm Cybertronian.
Col. Pax: Help. Name is... Col. Orion Pax. Need... to get to... Doc.
Patrick: ... *nods, will use his own PINpoint to scan Col. Pax* Here... *hand on the other man's shoulder before activating the PINpoint and bringing him to a seedy hotel in Bankok*
Maj. Dumbledore: *head snaps up from where she'd been leaning intently over a two way radio, her eyes going wide with dismay* Orion!
Col. Pax: Bea.... *passes out*
Patrick: *a bit urgently* Where's your medic?
Maj. Dumbledore: Mt. St. Hillary, Oregon. *hurries over and touches her CO, her expression full of worry* He wound up in the Nexus?
Patrick: He pushed the button on his PINpoint... *facepalm* which is still in the couch in the Nexus...
Maj. Dumbledore: *frown* There's important data stored on that device.
Patrick: Help me get him on the bed. I remember which couch it was. I'll go get it.
Maj. Dumbledore: *more frown* Who are you?
Patrick: Patrick Oberson.
Maj. Dumbledore: *eyes narrowing with suspicion. She's not sure why this guy is giving orders*
Patrick: *quick glance around to make sure unfriendly ears aren't listening* *Quietly, in Cybertronian* [My true name is Optimus Prime.]
Maj. Dumbledore: 0.o ...Prove it.
Patrick: *looks around the room again, mostly to make sure the curtains are drawn. Then he's transforming*
Maj. Dumbledore: *sucks in air, then thins her lips and nods* Alright.
Col. Pax: *faint groan, is struggling to reboot*
Optimus: *carefully moving to lift Col. Pax* He needs a medic...
Maj. Dumbledore: I'll call ours. *helping to get the unconscious one onto the bed*
Optimus: *nods, transforming once Col. Pax is safely on the bed* I'll return shortly. *PINpoints back to the Nexus, will search the couch Col. Pax was sitting on and return once he's found the small silver iPhone knockoff. *
Maj. Dumbledore: *holding a collapsible basin full of water when he gets back as a bulky elderly man grumbles and grouses and cleans Col. Pax's head injury*
Patrick: *will set the PINpoint next to the radio* *quietly* How is he?
Doc: *shoots him a look from under lowered brows, and then resumes the ministrations as he replies in a gruff voice that holds just a hint of Yorkshire in it* Stupid.
Patrick: ... *is strongly reminded of Russell, if only by the accent of the other medic* I see.
Doc: I've got to get him back to my ward. Without anyone knowing he's there, since the whole bloody base knows he's here.
Patrick: *nods to the PINpoint on the table* That would do the job.
Doc: Till some blasted idiot nearly lost another finger to Teletraan's corpse and came running in for treatment. *snort*
Patrick: ... *considering* If you're needing access to a med ward... There's a fully stocked one in my reality that I can bring you to.
Doc: *turns again and scowls at him from under those bushy brows*
Col. Pax: *gasps and jerks his head to the side* Megatron!
Maj. Dumbledore: Shhhh. He's gone. He's dead. Remember?
Patrick: *quietly, to Doc* [It's safer than being here.]
Doc: *nose wrinkles* Anything would be safer than being here. *turns back to Col. Pax* Just let me get this bleeding stopped.
Patrick: Is there anything I can do to help?
Doc: *as he works* Help Bea carry him out of the building. It's easier to disappear from a crowded street than from a hotel room.
Col. Pax: *face screwed up* Elita!
Patrick: *lips thin as he nods*
Col. Pax: Elita....
Doc: *gently, as he finishes up the stitching* You're going to have to wait a little while to see her again, sir.
Col. Pax: *unaware of the world around him. He calls the femme's name again*
Maj. Dumbledore: *looks on the verge of tears*
Patrick: *quietly as he moves to put a gentle hand on Col. Pax's shoulder* [It's not time to meet her yet.]
Col. Pax: *insistent, sounding nearly frantic*
Maj. Dumbledore: *tears starting now*
Doc: *cuts the last suture* Let's get him somewhere safe.
Patrick: *To Doc* Where is Elita?
Doc: *bluntly* The Matrix.
Patrick: ... *sharp rush of breath*
Doc: You're looking at three of five Cybertronians. *puts things into his bag* Alright. Pick him up.
Patrick: ... *quietly* I'm sorry to hear that... *will move to pick Col. Pax up carefully*
Doc: *quiet, angrysadresigned grumble* It happened a long time ago. *goes to open the door*
A short while later, in the med ward of the lodge...
Rachel: *looks up as the sound of a PINpoint comes from the other side of her bed curtain*
Dr. House: *hurrying over* Patrick, what happened? Who are these?
Patrick: I went to the sign nexus to try and find the big yellow alternate of Rachel. He wasn't there, but this gentleman was. *Indicates Col. Pax* He's been hurt, and his team's medic needs to use the med ward. *indicates Doc, before giving Maj. Dumbledore an apologetic look for forgetting her name*
Maj. Dumbledore: Major Beatrice Dumbledore.
Dr. House: Here, get him on the table. Tell me what you need.
Doc: You have agent 657?
Dr. House: *pause* You're Transformers?
Patrick: *moving to help get Col. Pax on the table*
Doc: No, we're Cybertronian. *gives Dr. House the scowl*
Dr. House: I've got it. *hurries to grab some*
Jack: *slight frown as he listens*
Rachel: *looks at her husband, her own brows drawing together as she absently cuddles Moofy under her chin*
Col. Pax: *calls for Elita again*
Moofy: *Quiet deedle. Does someone need him to go find someone?*
Jack: *quietly* Shh, Moofy... *Will go and peek around the curtain*
Maj. Dumbledore: *is that small blond standing there to one side. The one who looks just like Joe's mate's holoform except for her yellow hair and her uniform. She's fighting tears as she watches Doc work on her CO*
Dr. House: *has the agent 657, but has no idea how to administer it and so hands it over to Doc*
Jack: *frowns, moves to see if he can help*
Maj. Dumbledore: *wipes a hand over her eyes and looks up at him, frowning slightly*
Jack: *Gently* Easy... I'm not here to make trouble.
Doc: *without turning or stopping the work he's doing* Good. Because we've already had enough for today, I think. *grouse growl grumble*
Jack: ... *blink blink* *soft snerk* And I thought Red Alert could get snippy....
Doc: ...I am Red Alert.
Jack: ... *facepalming now, and snickering* Oh mercy me...
Doc: That's Bumblebee beside you. And this wreck on the table is Optimus Prime.
Jack: ... Huh... *glances to Patrick* No offense, sir, but I never thought you'd be the sort to collect alternates of yourself.
Patrick: ... *Face.Palm*
Rachel: *is that quiet snerk back there. Asks Moofy if he'd like to find Optimus, all of them*
Moofy: *Deedles, before wiggling a bit and chirruping*
Rachel: *kisses him on the head and lets him go*
Moofy: *off the bed and beetling for the door to find the one that's farthest away first!*
Doc: *dryly, still without looking up* Since when is one a collection?
Jack: *grin* When there's more than one in a given location...
Patrick: *looking to Rachel's bed* You sent him after Joe, didn't you, Rachel?
Rachel: *grins* Yup, and then he'll go find Oriana at the creche.
Doc: *pauses at that and turns to look at Patrick his bushy brows lowered quizzically*
Patrick: *rolls his eyes a bit at Rachel, before turning his attention back to the group* ... ?
Maj. Dumbledore: ...There's more than one extra Optimus here?
Patrick: *Nod* Counting your CO and myself, there are four.
Doc: And how the frozen slag did that happen? *grumps and resumes working*
Jack: Blame the Nexus. *chuckles*
Patrick: What Wheeljack said.
Maj. Dumbledore: But... why are they here?
Patrick: Well, Joe's here because Hot Rod and Bluestreak brought him here months ago to get repaired, and he decided to stay... Oriana's here with her mother, who happens to be Joe's girlfriend... And this is my reality of origin.
Doc: ...Her mother....
Maj. Dumbledore: *looking surprised at that*
Patrick: *giving Doc a mild look* There are many different realities. No two are exactly alike, and sometimes even alternates of one another can be different from one another.
Maj. Dumbledore: But... does that mean her mother is a female version of Alpha Trion? Wait... no.... *frowns and looks ewwww*
Doc: *impervious to Looks but would like to know that answer too*
Patrick: *headshake* No... Her mother is an alternate of one of the creche guardians here, and of you.
Maj. Dumbledore: ...I'm really confused. Do you mean in their reality Bumblebee came first and got her from the creation Matrix?
Patrick: Er... I'm not sure, to be honest...
Joe: *wanders in with a Moofy and an Oriana baby in his arms* Do you need me for something, Rachel?
Moofy: *Gleechirrups! He found all the Optimuses!*
Rachel: *laughing* Good work, Moofy! No, Joe. He just wanted something to do.
Moofy: *Deedles and plays the "Intel Inside" jingle again* ^^
Jack: *far more amused than he probably has a right to be*
Doc: *finishes his work on Col. Pax, and then asks Dr. House for the stuff to clean the man up before turning and looking at Joe and Oriana as though over glasses he isn't wearing* So that's an Optimus, but Bumblebee is her mother.
Joe: *blinks, then nods* Yes.
Doc: You wanna tell me how that happened?
Joe: Bumblebee cloned her from my spark code so that her reality would still have a Prime.
Doc: But she's here.
Joe: Yes, sir. Because she and Bumblebee are Exiles right now. They're the last Autobots of their reality.
Doc: *jaw suddenly very clenched* I see.
Patrick: ... *lips thin. He didn't know that part.*
Joe: *quietly* Megatron won there. And humanity is extinct too.
Jack: ... *and now he feels like he's just gotten punched in the fuel tank*
Rachel: *wiping tears away from her cheeks as she cries*
Moofy: *Wiggles and wants down. Mama needs hugs!*
Joe: *carefully sets the little guy down before standing and looking at Doc again.* In their series of realities Primes are born, it's not a title. And only a Prime can defeat Megatron's master, The Fallen.
Moofy: *Beetles over to Rachel's bed and climbs up before snuggling against her*
Doc: So you're bringing that little thing up to kill him.
Joe: No, sir. We're bringing her up as a sign of hope.
Jack: *sharp rush of breath before he's moving to go back to his wife's side*
Doc: *more quietly as he looks at Joe* And what about you?
Joe: I died in my reality. *quietly* I can't go back. *lifts his chin slightly* But I took Megatron out of the picture before I went.
Doc: *blinking, and then rubbing his optics as he turns back to his CO*
Maj. Dumbledore: I don't feel so bad now.
Dr. House: *coming back with supplies and his nurse, who arrived recently* Okay, lets just let Annie get Col. Pax cleaned up.
Doc: *frown* And what am I supposed to do in the meantime?
Patrick: ... *sudden lightbulb moment* You wouldn't happen to know anything about separating fused sparks, would you?
Doc: *gives him a funny look*
Patrick: *tips his head to the table where Arcee's shell is* Springer and Arcee bonded the other day, but they're in danger of becoming a fused spark...
Doc: *walks over and scans the femme's shell, systems, and spark* ...Piece of cake, if I had the right tools.
Rachel: Wait... what are your qualifications ?
Jack: He's an alternate of Russ...
Rachel: *snort* I wouldn't trust Russell with that job.
Doc: Yeah? Well I wrote the book on open spark surgery where I come from. *doesn't look away from his scanning* I'll have to be careful though.
Jack: I'll go get the protoform Petra brought back for Springer. *goes, but only after he's gently squeezed Rachel's hand and told Moofy to stay put*
Rachel: Careful for any reason other than the nature of the surgery? *frowning slightly at the puzzled tone in the other medic's voice*
Doc: Yes. There's a smaller spark forming on theirs.
Rachel: !!!!!!
Joe: *grin*
Patrick: ... *Laughing now*
Doc: *looks around at them, frowning* Somebody care t' explain?
Moofy: *Chirrup?*
Rachel: *too busy shaking and hugging Moofy as she cries more*
Patrick: *once he's caught his breath from laughing* Arcee's spark has budded... She and Springer are going to be parents... Which means our creche will have another new member soon...
Jack: *back with the protoform, pauses as he hears that* ... *Snerk* Autumn'll be beside herself with glee.
Doc: *blinking. And then his mouth opens without sound*
Maj. Dumbledore: You can build new... wait. You can have babies?
Jack: *nods, chuckling* It's become pretty common around here as of late...
Patrick: We thought we might be on the verge of dying out when the 'Cons got ahold of Vector Sigma...
Maj. Dumbledore: How did it happen? Did you do anything?
Doc: *listening as he preps Arcee/Springer for surgery*
Dr. House: *has gone to check on Cpt. Blume, who just woke up groaning*
Jack: It's somehow related to the changes a femme spark goes through when it bonds with a mech spark.... I'm not entirely sure what triggers it, exactly.
Rachel: Primus did a reformat, because he still wants us around. *smirk*
Doc: *hrrrm*
Maj. Dumbledore: *hands over mouth as she dances slightly in a very Bumblebee manner*
Jack: *chuckles when he catches that out of the corner of his eye as he sets the protoform on a nearby table*
Doc: *glances at Joe* So you and Bumblebee.
Joe: *blush*
Maj. Dumbledore: *freeze*
Patrick: *soft chuckle as he thinks of his word mate*
Moofy: *Snuggles Mama and deedles quietly*
Doc: *shakes head with a slight chuckle, but then resumes scowling as he starts work on the fused sparks* *quietly* Too bad Elita One wasn't part of our crew.
Maj. Dumbledore: *turning away as she wibbles*
Patrick: *Lips thin*
Jack: ... *Quietly* I'm sorry...
Doc: And Ironhide and Chromia.... Is there an age limit? They're from my batch. *old medic is hoping now*
Jack: ... I don't think there is an age limit... *a bit quieter, though he knows Rachel can hear him* Just ask my wife.
Doc: *doesn't look up* You a vintage model, ma'am?
Rachel: *snort* One of the oldest here, I guess. Older than Jack.
Jack: *nods* Wander and Skyfire are older though...
Rachel: And I'd hardly say they were old. *shrug* Our last elder died a few weeks ago.
Jack: *nods, sadness flickering across his face for a moment before he focuses on the matter at hand* *to Doc* What tools do you need?
Doc: Just get that body opened up. *intent on what he's doing* So nothing special? The ladies just started popping out little bundles of joy?
Jack: *nods and gets the protoform ready*
Greg: *roar of tired temper in the hall*
Rachel: ...Some aren't that little.
Patrick:*dryly* And some of them aren't joyful.
Doc: Do I want to know?
Patrick: That roar you just heard is one of the Dinobots.
Doc: Meaning?
Jack: His root mode's that of a T-Rex. *grin* He, his twin brother, and his two sisters are the Dinobots... Grimlock, Snarl, Sludge, and Swoop.
Greg: *another fretful bellow of protest to Bert's admonishment that he has to be quiet before he can find Rachel*
Doc: .... And whose bright idea were those?
Jack: *Seriously* Rachel's and mine. *Will go out to the hall now to talk to Greg*
Patrick: Grimlock and Snarl are the more boisterous Dinobots... Sludge and Swoop are pretty well-behaved.
Doc: How do the new ones develop? Are they babies like Oriana there?
Oriana: *looks up from chewing on her foot* Buh?
Joe: *grins at her*
Patrick: Aside from a few exceptions, most of the newsparks here are put into smaller protoforms for a time... Then they're moved to youngling protoforms, and after that, they're put into full protoforms.
Doc: The exceptions being?
Rachel: Seekerlings, who need to be big and strong enough to hold onto or keep up with their parents. And as for the Dinobots, Greg and Simon were originally meant to be war drones, but the only thing I had to power them was bits of my spark.
Doc: *actually pauses his work to give her a Look*
Rachel: *Looks right back*
Patrick: *to Rachel* Destiny was put into a full protoform as well.
Rachel: That's because being smaller than her sister would have been confusing for her.
Patrick: Oh... *didn't know that*
Doc: *back to his work, and lifts an unhappily pulsing bit of spark from Arcee's chest and tucks it into the compartment of the new protoform*
Patrick: *Concerned* Is that Springer?
Doc: It will be. Especially if you've got a backup of his personality programming anywhere.
Rachel: .... *snerk*
Patrick: ... *looks to Rachel* What was that for?
Rachel: Do you remember when Springer was a rookie and brained himself?
Patrick: ... *SNERK*
Rachel: He's one of the few bots I do have a personality backup for.
Patrick: *Chuckles* Well then, that works out.
Rachel: *sets Moofy aside* Give me his personality matrix, and I'll upload it.
Patrick: .... *hailing Jack over comms and telling him to get his skidplate back in the medbay*
Doc: *speculative look at the protoform* Not sure where that is on this model.
Jack: *Coming back in, has Greg with him* Don't worry. I do.
Moofy: *Down off the bed and beetling to Greg*
Greg: *subdued as he wanders over and picks up his tiny brother on the way to the bed next to Rachel's. Climbs into this, hugs Moofy, and passes out*
Doc: *watching Greg with a thoughtful frown*
Maj. Dumbledore: *standing by Col. Pax now that he's all cleaned up and covered with a warm blanket*
Jack: *going to the protoform now, will get the personality matrix and show it to Doc* This is what it looks like for us...
Doc: *turns back and nods* Alright.
Jack: *brings the personality matrix to Rachel, before he's checking to make sure Greg is alright*
Greg: *sleeping the deep sleep of the very young and active*
Jack: *quiet chuckle as he gently smooths Greg's hair*
Rachel: *soft smile as she sets to work uploading Springer into the empty matrix* He's kinda cute when he's like that.
Jack: *nods* Yeah... You'd never think he's able to tear Constructicons apart....
Rachel: *jaw firms with quiet pride for her boisterous son*
Moofy: *Quiet deedle, snuggles against Greg and decides that a nap sounds like a good idea right now*
Rachel: Want to try and get his shoes off and the blankets out from under him?
Jack: *chuckles* I'll do my best... *gets started on doing that*
Patrick: *soft chuckle as he watches*
Doc: *getting Arcee all closed up and back online as he waits for Springer's personality matrix*
Arcee: *soft sound as her optics flicker*
Doc: Easy. Just lay still. *hand on her shoulder as he scans to make sure her spark's alright*
Arcee: *confused, but her spark is strong, even if it's showing a different frequency than a non-bonded femmespark. The newspark that's growing is healthy and strong as well* *Soft whine* Springer?
Doc: He'll be with you in a minute. But don't get too excited. I don't know what Cybertronian babies need before they're born, but I know the human kind like their mothers to be calm.
Arcee: .... *blink blink, is trying to make sense of this* Wait... what?
Doc: You're going to be a mother. Well, I guess you are already one.
Arcee: ... *And now she's wibbling and shuttering her optics*
Doc: *comforting hand on her shoulder*
Rachel: *upload upload*
Jack: *Quiet chuckle* We'll have to make sure Springer doesn't glitch when we tell him.
Doc: *glances at Jack* Glitch?
Jack: When he finds out that his mate's spark has budded.
Doc: *frowns*
Patrick: *idly* Sort of like how you did when you found out that Rachel was carrying Snarl?
Jack: ... *stinkeyes Patrick*
Doc: *gruffly* I'm not sure I understand.
Patrick: The general reaction a mech has around here when he finds out that his mate's spark has budded is to freak out in some way, usually by panicking.
Doc: Ahh. So that's a slang term.
Patrick: *nods* Of sorts.
Doc: Well, his personality matrix might have to settle first. *looks down at Arcee again*
Arcee: *Has settled into a light doze*
Doc: *turns to look at Col. Pax, and his eyebrows shoot upward as he catches Maj. Dumbledore absently brushing their CO's hair back*
Jack: *attention goes that way and then he's chuckling softly*
Doc: .... Is there something you're not telling me, Bumblebee?
Maj. Dumbledore: *jumps back like she's been shocked, and then quickly leaves the room*
Doc: *frown*
Patrick: ... Er... Should I go get her?
Doc: She won't go far. *bemused and thoughtful expression* I wonder if she's getting ideas from your Joe.
Joe: *gone now. Oriana wanted fuel*
Patrick: ... *Soft 'heh' before his attention goes to Rachel* Do you want me to go get some duct tape to make sure Springer doesn't hurt himself when he gets the news?
Rachel: *absently* Doc has restraints that don't leave goo.
Patrick: Alright.
Col. Pax: *moves his head slightly as one hand reaches* Bea?
Rachel: ...I think he's got the same idea, Red.
Col. Pax: *frowning and opening eyes, then starting with dismay as he sees where he is*
Patrick: *gonna go get Maj. Dumbledore now*
Maj. Dumbledore: *leaning against the wall a few feet down the hall, her arms around herself*
Patrick: Maj. Dumbledore... Col. Pax is asking for you.
Maj. Dumbledore: *doesn't look at him* Did you tell him I'm okay?
Patrick: *Gives her a Look* Go talk to him.
Maj. Dumbledore: I can't. He's confused.
Patrick: *more Look* Go.
Maj. Dumbledore: I can't!
Patrick: *sigh. Drastic Measures must be taken. Will scoop up Maj. Dumbledore and carry her back to the med ward*
Maj. Dumbledore: *starts to fight, but then goes rigid with dismay* Sir, don't you know anything about fraternization laws?
Patrick: I do. I also know that there are ways around them.
Maj. Dumbledore: *looks at him with big, sad blue eyes*
Patrick: *Just looks right back at her, calmness in his own brown eyes*
Maj. Dumbledore: That's breaking the law.
Patrick: Then find a scenario where it isn't. Such as a transfer to a different unit so he's not your direct CO.
Maj. Dumbledore: But then I wouldn't be working with him, and it'd be a moot point anyway.
Patrick: ... *sigh. He's out of ideas for now, so might as well bring the Maj. back into the med ward*
Col. Pax: *blushing with mortifacation as he answers Doc's questions*
Doc: *has a bit of a smile on his craggy old face, and a twinkle in his eyes*
Patrick: *will set Maj. Dumbledore on her feet and give her a gentle nudge towards Col. Pax*
Doc: *looks up, the smile growing just a bit* Come here, Bumblebee. Your husband needs you.
Maj. Dumbledore: But... fraternization....
Doc: So you just don't tell anyone. I think the fact that you're the only eligible woman of his species makes this an appropriate exception.
Patrick: ... *mutter* Why didn't I think of that? *will go and check on Arcee now*
Maj. Dumbledore: *still not sure, but then Col. Pax turns his head to give her a sheepish and apologetic look, and she walks over slowly and takes the hand he offers*
Rachel: Okay, I'm done.
Jack: *chuckles and moves to get the personality matrix from Rachel*
Rachel: *gives Jack a tired grin as she hands him the component*
Jack: *goes to reinstall the component*
Doc: *comes over to offer a hand, looking pleased with himself*
Jack: *amused chuckling as he sets to work reinstalling the component* Well, I guess it's just a time for couples to pair up.
Doc: *gruffly* He needs someone. Wasn't created to be alone. *checks Springer's vitals and nods with satisfaction*
Jack: *Quietly as he finishes the reinstallation* I don't know of many who were.
Doc: Well I'm just fine. *scans Springer again*
Jack: *closing up panels after scanning Springer as well*
Doc: Let's get him over in a bed with his wife. Their sparks won't want to be too far apart right now, and the less stress on the baby the better.
Jack: *nods, before his attention's drawn to the door of the med ward* Russ, Serenity, you two should be in bed...
Doc: *glances over from where he'd gone to get a gurney. Snorts*
Russell: *lips thin as he supports a queasy-looking Serenity, is looking a bit green around the gills himself* Now is not the time, Jack...
Patrick: *Frowns and moves to help Russell and Serenity into the med ward fully* What's wrong?
Serenity: *soft protest as she's helped into the room, her voice taking on the same accent as Russell's* Don't... don't jostle me... Room's already spinning pretty badly...
Doc: *pauses as he moves the gurney beside Arcee's table. Scans Serenity and lifts his brows* Looks like the baby boom has hit again.
Russell: *a bit snappishly* Why do you think I brought her here?!
Patrick: Russell. That's enough. Help me get her onto a bed, then you can fuss over her.
Doc: So you're my alternate, eh? *snorts and turns his attention back to moving Arcee*
Russell: *Stinkeyes Doc, before carefully helping Serenity onto one of the beds with Patrick's help*
Doc: *Arcee moved, he adds a Springer, and then pushes the gurney over to the farthest set of beds, which he pushes together before installing the newlyweds in it*
Russell: *Startles when Jack puts a hand on his shoulder and indicates that he should sit down in the chair that was wheeled over*
Doc: *Arcee and Springer tucked in, he brings the gurney over to where his CO is laying* You mind if these two camp here for a little while? They're not expected back for a couple weeks.
Patrick: I have no objections. *looks to Dr. House, since this is technically his med ward* Dr. House?
Dr. House: *looks up from paperwork and quirks a grin* Ask the boss.
Patrick: *pings Col. Franklin's radio*
Col. Franklin: //Yes, Patrick?//
Patrick: *chuckles* //It seems we've got some more visitors from a different reality. Do you have time to come down to the med ward and meet them?//
Col. Franklin: //More Transformers?//
Patrick: //More Cybertronians...//
Col. Franklin: //...But not Transformers?// *sounds a bit confused* //More turbofoxes?//
Patrick: //It's easier if they explain it themselves...//
Col. Franklin: //Alright. I'll be there in five. Franklin out.//
Patrick: //Thank you... Oberson out.// *chuckles as he closes the link*
Doc: *has his CO tucked in a bed, and is over looking at Russell and pretending he doesn't see Maj. Dumbledore gently stroking Col. Pax's cheek*
Col. Pax: *gazing at his wife with weary affection*
Patrick: *Calm as he moves to grab one of the chairs or stools to sit on* Col. Franklin's on his way here.
Russell: *gently smoothing Serenity's hair and clicking quietly to her. Is clearly worried and excited at the same time*
Doc: *looks at Patrick and nods, then says randomly* I wonder if sparkbonding's possible in these human shells.
Patrick: *shrugs*
Jack: Well, if it's not, you could always do a civil ceremony. ^_^
Rachel: *snerk* You don't look at them very closely, do you, Red?
Doc: Huh? *looks over at her with a frown*
Rachel: Scan them like you scanned Springer and Arcee.
Doc: *gets up and walks over to do so* *chuckle* Alright. Never mind.
Col. Pax: *blushing* *quietly* I had to do it right, even if we were breaking the law.
Jack: *soft snerk, before he's moving to ask his creche sibling if he and his mate have refueled yet*
Col. Franklin: *comes in with a Thundersong hanging off his hand and smiling up at him. It looks like the creche has lost someone*
Patrick: *Soft snerk* Does Autumn know you've got one of her charges, Col.?
Col. Franklin: Of course. I let her and Stormsong both know where she was the moment I found her in the hall. *slight grin*
Patrick: *chuckles* Good. The last thing we need is a panicky Seeker and an equally panicky creche guardian.
Col. Franklin: *thinks about that* Unless they're pointed at the Decepticons.
Patrick: *Gives Col. Franklin a Look*
Col. Franklin: *mouth twitches just a little bit, but then he's looking at Doc*
Patrick: *getting up now, intends to do introductions*
Doc: *stands himself, going slightly to attention*
Patrick: *Indicates Col. Franklin* This is Col. Mike Franklin, head of NEST.
Doc: *salutes* Sir.
Col. Franklin: At ease, doctor.
Patrick: The gentleman on the bed is another alternate of Joe and myself.
Col. Franklin: And the young lady is a Bumblebee?
Patrick: *Chuckles as he nods*
Rachel: Chief, you didn't tell him Doc's name.
Patrick: ... Oh yeah... >.>;; *sheepish* Doc's an alternate of our Red Alert.
Col. Franklin: *can't contain his grin as Rachel's actions remind him of his wife* Alright. It's Col. Pax who needs somewhere to stay?
Patrick: And Major Dumbledore.
Col. Franklin: Is it alright to ask why?
Thundersong: *found Greg and Moofy. Will nap now*
Patrick: Up to them. *no, he's not trying to be difficult, he just feels it's not his place to say*
Doc: They're supposed to be on holiday, so their showing up suddenly at base would raise some difficult questions. Y'see, our humans don't know about us.
Col. Franklin: *surprised* I see. Well, they're welcome to stay as long as they need, so long as it's alright with Mr. Oberson.
Patrick: *chuckles* I was told to ask you. I have no objections.
Col. Franklin: *smile* Alright then. *looks for Thundersong and chuckles when he sees her*
Patrick: *Attention going that way, and then he's chuckling again and getting a quick picture*
Col. Franklin: Will it be alright to leave her there?
Rachel: *fond grin* She'll be safe.
Jack: *nods* Autumn knows she's here, and we're all here as well, so there's really no reason to move her.
Col. Franklin: Alright. *looks to Doc* Do your people need anything?
Doc: I think they're good, sir.
Col. Franklin: *nods and excuses himself, then heads for the door*
Patrick: I should probably see whether lunch is ready... I volunteered to bring lunch to the creche today... *chuckles and moves to head for the door as well*
Col. Franklin: Shaved Spanish style ham, olive bread, marinated artichokes, and lemon custard for dessert. *grin*
Patrick: Javan volunteered to cook again? *amused*
Col. Franklin: It seems like it. Though I think the dessert is someone else's doing.
Jack: Probably Lisa's.
Col. Franklin: That's her sort of thing? *slightly surprised, he's only seen her casseroles*
Jack: If it involves cooking, she's into it. *chuckles*
Col. Franklin: Ahh. So she and Melissa have something in common. *grin*
Jack: Yeah. *chuckles again before returning his attention to his creche brother*
Col. Franklin: Do you need anything else, Red Alert? *looks at Doc*
Doc: No. I'll be on my way as soon as I remember how Bea told me to call up the right set of coordinates. *has the small blonde's PINpoint in his hand and a frown of concentration on his face*
Col. Franklin: *chuckles and turns to go* Alright.
Doc: Ahah! *vanishes without saying good bye*
Col. Pax: *startled. Lifts his head slightly to look toward the sound*
Patrick: *Soft chuckle, heads out the door after Col. Franklin*
Jack: *snerks softly*
Rachel: *quiet sigh and lays back wearily*
Russell: *is going to fuss over Serenity a bit more and reassure her that she'll be alright*
Rachel: *chuckles* Nobody's ever died from budding yet, Rinny.
Serenity: *has managed to roll over onto her side* I know... Just... *deep breaths* Wasn't expecting my spark to bud so soon after bonding....
Jack: *trying not to snicker as he pings Rachel's comm* //Is it just me, or does it seem like Rinny picked up Russ's accent?//
Rachel: Arcee's bond is less than three days old, and she and Springer have a daughter on the way. //She did. Must be a deep one.//
Jack: Russ, you never did answer my question. Have you and Rinny had a chance to refuel yet?
Russell: ... Er... *Sheepish*
Serenity: *makes a face at the idea of eating anything right now*
Rachel: Get them some calcien and sweet oil mud.
Jack: *nods, forwarding the request to Patrick* *chuckles* This may sound a bit cliché, Rinny, but are you craving anything?
Serenity: Not really...
Wander: *looks in, her arms full of Easter baskets* There you are! Pandita said to bring these to you guys, because they've got your names on them.
Rachel: *quizzical look* Easter was a few weeks ago, Wander.
Wander: *shrugs* I don't know anything about it. Everyone's just been finding these outside their doors.
Russell: ... *raised brow*
Wander: And buddy there caught the cats putting them out, so.
Jack: ... *raised brow, looks to Rachel*
Rachel: .... //Steeljaw, do you have something to say for yourself?//
Steeljaw: //Thrrrppppt.//
Rachel: He did it.
Jack: ... But where would he get the baskets?
Rachel: You can try asking him that question.
Jack: *Soft snort, will do so*
Rachel: *listening in, even as she croons over chocolate mint energon choccy eggs*
Steeljaw: //Ravage found 'em when she was following a gold and purple rabbit around...//
Rachel: *pause. Soft snerk*
Jack: *raised brows, mouths 'gold and purple rabbit?'*
Steeljaw: //It was on Easter...//
Rachel: It was probably Swindle.
Jack: *Snerk* Which explains the choccy.
Rachel: Mmmmmmm ^_^
Jack: *chuckles* Well, now I know what to get you for your birthday.
Rachel: Oh, I like the organic version just fine too. *happy grin as she makes her lunch from her basket*
Jack: *chuckles, before his attention goes back to Russell and Serenity. He's silent for a few moments, and then he's suddenly on the floor, laughing*
Rachel: *looks over her basket at her husband* *eyebrow. Shrug. Eat more choccy*
Jack: *In hysterics now, and gesturing at Russell*
Russell: *looks like he's scared stupid*
Serenity: *has decided that since she's dizzy, it's probably a good idea to have a bit of a nap*
Rachel: *leans over and scans Serenity, squinting a bit as she does so*
Serenity: *is dozing... and the two femme sparks that are nestled close to hers are doing likewise*
Russell: *Quietly* Twins.
Rachel: *snerk. Eat*
Patrick: *coming back now with a tray* ... *raised brow at Jack, looks to Rachel for clarification* What'd I miss?
Rachel: Russell and Rinny are trying to catch up with me and you. *eat* Oh, and Swindle left us choccy, but Ravage and Steeljaw just now let it out of quarantine.
Patrick: ... *Raised brow* How many kids? And where did the cats hide the choccy?
Rachel: Two, and Steeljaw's not saying.
Patrick: *soft chuckle* Congratulations, Russel, Serenity... I'll have to have a word with Steeljaw, won't I? *moves to put the tray on one of the portable tables so he can wheel it over to the beds easily*
Rachel: Good luck with that. *looks at the tray, and then turns her attention back to the contents of her basket* Mmmm, strawberry.
Maj. Dumbledore: *now in danger of falling out of the rocking chair she's slumped into after succumbing to exhaustion*
Patrick: *Notices this and moves to lift the petite blonde so he can put her next to her husband on the bed*
Maj. Dumbledore: *startled flail and a gasp*
Patrick: *Soothingly* Easy... You were about to do floor time.
Maj. Dumbledore: *tries to process this* Oops?
Patrick: *As he helps her onto the bed next to Col. Pax* Get some rest. If you need lunch, I brought a tray.
Maj. Dumbledore: *confused head turning as she wonders at being set here* Uh....
Patrick: If he wakes up and you're not here, it could stress him... oh, and you'll need to take your boots off...
Maj. Dumbledore: *quick, concerned glance for her sleeping husband, and then sits up to start unlacing her boots... only to wind up sleeping folded in half*
Patrick: *soft sigh, makes sure Maj. Dumbledore is safely on the bed before he finishes removing her boots. The boots get set down on the floor next to the bed, and then he's moving to help Jack up off the floor*
Rachel: *soft d'awww* Bumblebees are all so cute.
Patrick: Must be in their sparks... *chuckles and goes to get a blanket for Maj. Dumbledore since he's thinking of it now*
Rachel: *chuckle* Yeah. I can't wait to see Autumn and Bert's babies some day. *lays back without taking her basket from her lap. Huge yawn*
Jack: *SNERK*
Rachel: *tilts her head so she can see him. Sleepy smile and brow arch* Snuggle?
Jack: *nods, moving to carefully climb onto the bed next to her* *Quietly, so Patrick doesn't hear him* I really hope Patrick and Emi take their week off soon...
Rachel: *snerk. Snuggle nice warm flannel*
Patrick: *Back with a blanket, which gets gently draped over Maj. Dumbledore and Col. Pax, before he's turning his attention to Russell and Serenity. Then he's all but shoving one of the plates into Russell's hands and insisting that the other mech refuel*
Rachel: *chuckles into Jack's shirt as she listens to this. Has set her basket on the table furthest from Greg's bed, even though Greg's basket is where he can see it when he wakes*
Jack: *Gently rubbing her back and trying not to snicker at how shell-shocked his creche brother is acting*
Rachel: *arms around him as she stretches a bit and then relaxes. Rubs her cheek on him* Know what, sport?
Jack: Hm? *continuing to gently rub her back*
Rachel: *nuzzle, then sigh and shut her eyes* I love you.
Jack: *Small smile* I love you too.
Rachel: *sighs, has a last check on their guests, and then her son and his crechemate, before settling down and reaching for sleep*
((co-written with random_xtras))