Title: Double Agent
Author: vashsunglasses
Rating: T
Fandom: Transformers 2007
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers and I make no money from this story.
Summary: Movieverse. AU. An Autobot double agent reveals himself from among the ranks of the Decepticons at the behest of Optimus Prime.
"Wait, so there's a new Autobot on Earth?" Sam tightened his grip on the steering wheel as Mikaela leaned forward curiously from where she sat in the back seat.
"Not at all," Bumblebee replied, "Apparently this Autobot has been here for a while now, working undercover with the Decepticons as a double agent."
Sam gasped, "Who is it Bee?"
'Whoever it is, they must be really brave to work with those creeps,' Mikaela thought.
"…"
"You don't know, do you?" Sam said with a grin, patting the dashboard mockingly.
"Not a clue," Bumblebee muttered. "I asked around but no one else knew either."
Mikaela sat back in her seat and tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Or maybe they just aren't telling you."
Sam bounced in place excitedly, "It could be an alien conspiracy! Trust no one, the truth is out there!"
The radio gave out static for a moment before playing the X-Files theme.
Sam whistled along until Mikaela smacked him lightly on the back of the head, "Thanks for that Agent Mulder."
Sam turned in his seat, wrapping his arms around the headrest and smirking at his girlfriend, "It's not my fault that spooky shows give you nightmares."
Bumblebee darkened the tint on his windows as much as he dared and nervously tightened the seatbelt, "Sam, could you please turn around and at least pretend to be driving?"
Sam squeaked and turned around in the seat.
"As for what you said earlier Mikaela," Bumblebee said seriously as the song ended, hiding his amusement at the blush on his charge's face, "I don't believe that Ironhide or Rachet would keep something like this from me. Optimus said that due to the extreme danger of the assignment, only he knew who the agent is."
Sam worried his lip, "So why is he telling everybody now? Isn't it still dangerous with Starscream and the other Decepticons probably headed to Earth?"
Mikaela nodded in agreement.
"I am unsure," Bumblebee replied quietly. "Optimus seems adamant that secrecy is no longer a viable option. I am sure we will know more once we arrive at the lookout."
Sam turned to look Mikaela in the eyes, then with a wicked grin they both asked, "Are we there yet?"
"No," Bumblebee replied, "We still have at least 20 miles left to go."
A pause, then, "Are we there yet?"
"…No,"
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we there yet?"
"…"
"Are we there yet?"
"…Humans are a strange species," Bumblebee grumped, his complaint punctuated by the giggles of his two passengers. He had a feeling that the next 20 minutes would be the longest of his lifetime, and for a multi-million year old alien robot that's saying a lot.
"You're late," Ironhide grumped, crossing his huge arms across his chest plate in such a way as to show off his cannons to maximum effect. Ratchet frowned at the new arrivals and Will waved distractedly from his perch upon a small boulder before talking quietly into his cell phone. Optimus stood apart from the group and only nodded when Bumblebee rolled up.
"Mmmm, coffee," Sam muttered as he climbed out of the front seat. Mikaela elbowed him accidentally on purpose as she climbed out of the back with her own cup.
Ratchet glared down at the three of them as Bumblebee took the opportunity to transform and stretch his limbs. "You went for coffee?" he asked accusingly.
Bumblebee shrugged carelessly, "They were thirsty," he replied, then grew worried as Ratchet's glare darkened, "The line at the Starbucks drive through took longer than we thought," he exclaimed defensively.
"Whatever," Ratchet muttered, turning away and stomping over to where Optimus stood, "Everyone's here now, so can we finally meet this mysterious Autobot of yours? I have very important, time sensitive research that was put on hold and I'd like to get back to it."
Optimus nodded calmly but his optics glittered with hidden nervousness, "Forgive me, old friend, but in this case a simple introductory party would not suffice. This Autobot has been under very deep cover, and because of that has had to commit acts against the Autobot cause to maintain that cover."
Ironhide's optics narrowed suspiciously, "We've fought against this bot before, haven't we?"
Will's eyes widened and he snapped his phone closed. "Is this someone I've met?" he asked with a frown.
Optimus shifted guiltily, "I don't believe you have met this particular bot…"
"What about me?" Sam spoke up, a nasty suspicion rising through his gut.
A dark voice broke in from the edge of the lookout, "We've met."
There was a short astonished pause and then Ironhide, Ratchet, and Bumblebee drew their cannons and aimed them at the threat, Bumblebee stepping defensively in front of his humans, "Barricade!"
The dark form didn't move except to smirk, "Excellent reflexes you have there. You're going to need them if we are to keep the Decepticons from obliterating this planet."
Optimus Prime sighed in a release of hot air from his vents, "My friends, I'd like you to meet the double agent, Autobot Prowl."