Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.

A/N: If you're familiar with my fic or the series, 'Facing Death,' then you know Gabriel and Loki tend to world hop. That being said this would fit between chapters 8 and 9 (or 5c and 6) of 'Facing Death' posted on this site but can be read as a standalone. I'm trying to get back into gear to finish this damn series.

Anyway, I finally caved in and watched Age of Extinction. I swear I screamed when Ratchet died because I was so upset. Hell, I'm still upset. So, this is my lame dumb way of fixing the movie because if Balthazar could do it to the Titanic then Gabriel (and Loki) can do it to Transformers by traveling to the universe they exist in to fix it.

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Spoilers for Age of Extinction.

James Savoy smirks as his gun locks on to the transformer.

"I'm the Autobot's chief medical officer!"

He ignores the robot's pleas and is about to pull the trigger when he hears someone yell at him.

"Boo! Boo, Cemetery Wind! Boo!"

He whirls in anger and is assaulted by a handful of popcorn. He sputters at the sight of two men sitting in lawn chairs wearing red and blue tinted 3D glasses. The one booing, a short brunet, stands as he continues to pelt another agent with popcorn and a pack of candy. The brunet's jeering increases in volume as more food is thrown at his subordinates moving in to subdue the man.

"Humans suck! Humans suck!"

The other one, a raven haired man, doesn't even look up at the commotion from his phone. Instead, he waves the cell in the air muttering something that sounds like, "Honestly, you'd think this universe would have better reception."

Several agents gawk before trying to keep the two civilians and the transformer in sight. Savoy snarls trying to control his fury. How the hell did two civilians sneak in on a secret operation to eradicate the metal giants?

The raven haired man snaps his fingers to catch the brunet's attention. He points without looking away from the screen in his hand towards the area Lockdown is hidden under water. The brunet shoves two agents away from him as if they weigh nothing and points angrily at the bounty hunter rising from the water.

"No! Nu-uh!"

Savoy thinks it might be overkill if the transformer blasts the men into oblivion but it doesn't matter as long as his agents aren't caught in the crossfire. No witnesses means no witnesses.

The brunet growls, "You tell those lame-o's that if they want their creations so badly they'll have to deal with me."

"And me," mutters the dark haired man from his seat.

"Exactly," the short man smiles triumphantly, "Now, go away."

Both men snap their fingers at the same time and Lockdown disappears. He vanishes into thin air. The agents of Cemetery Wind bring up their guns trying to figure out what happened. Savoy shouts at his men to keep the downed transformer from escaping while he and several others move towards the civilians. Another snap of fingers and Savoy feels himself freeze.

The brunet grins, "Aw, the little humans think they're tough with their big guns."

The other man chuckles, "Mortals."

"Anyway, I didn't die," The brunet pauses to frown as he looks at his partner, "Hmm, well, actually I didn't. Did you?"

The other man leans back in his chair and shrugs before waving his hand to gesture 'kind of'.

"Okay, okay, we didn't almost die saving humanity like ten times or whatever just so you bag of dicks could hunt down these guys."

The dark haired man stands with a sigh. He's taller than the agents and his grin is just a tad too sharp as he approaches the brunet. He leans close to the short man and whispers into his ear.

"Oh, good one, Lokes," The brunet's eyes narrow menacingly, "Well, now that we've thought of a suitable punishment…"

The last thing the agents of Cemetery Wind hear is a snap of fingers before everything turns upside down. It's a nightmare come to life when they're flung into an apocalyptic world with a horde of terminators gunning them down.

::O:O:O::

"Look at all that hardware," Gabriel looks at the spark in awe, "How you feeling, big guy?"

Ratchet shutters his optics, still at a loss for words about what he witnessed. One minute he was being hunted down by humans and a bounty hunter named Lockdown and the next he'd been saved by two humans. Ratchet frowns because these two are anything but human. He'd known that the moment they appeared on his scanner. The brunet, Gabriel, sits on his chest mesmerized by the light of his spark. The other one, Loki, is pacing around the lawn chairs arguing with someone named Dean on the phone about going on vacation.

Ratchet wonders what will happen now. He wonders if the humans will come after him with a vengeance for the disappearance of the ones pursuing him. He's startled out of his thoughts when a hand runs too close to the fritzing wires of his torn leg.

Loki asks, "Do you require assistance?"

Ratchet ex-vents slowly before nodding. He's willing to admit he's too damaged to not accept help from whoever or whatever these two are.

"Alright, first we fix you up and then we fix," Gabriel waves his hands around him, "All of this. Deal?"