Medical Bay>>”Bumblebee, its good to hear from you little buddy. We are on board the Guardian now. Can you make it to your bounce chamber or do we need to pull you out of there directly? At the very least it’ll be easier if you’re all in one room. All that water can make it tricky to bounce you out.”<<
Ratchet had made sure to link his personal communications device directly to the Ark-19 just in case Bumblebee’s signal reached Prime. To his surprise it was not the Autobot leader who responded but Ironhide. While the CMO was busy loading his arms full of tools and supplies he patched into the radio relay and sent a quick reply to the Security Officer.
>>”
Hey , Hide it’s Ratchet. Bee and Blurr are busy moving the ammo to one of the higher levels of the ship. They might be just about finished. There is no way we’ll be able to get to the bounce platform, it’s already submerged. But we can all gather on the Command Deck so you can get a lock on us from there. I’ve also got some medical supplies and tools that’ll need to be bounce as well. Contact me once the Guardian
arrives.”<<
With his arms full Ratchet slogged out of the med bay and then closed the blast door ensuring that the rising water would not continue to flood the corridor. The CMO began his trek back to the Command Deck when he opened a link with Bumblebee and Blurr.
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Bee, Blurr, I was just in contact with Ironhide. He and the rest of our guys are onboard the Guardian.
They’re heading back here to bounce us off the Ark. If you’ve finished getting the ammo out of the Munitions Locker then head up to the Command Deck that’s where we’ll be bounced from.”<<
CorridorsBumblebee grunted slightly as one of the rifles he was carrying shifted and nearly fell from his arms. After a second or two of arm adjustment and some shoulder shuffling he was able to keep the weapon safely cradled in his arms. At the same time he was trying to make out exactly what Blurr was babbling about. Unfortunately he wasn’t having any luck. All he got out of the racer’s frantic banter were ‘Optimus?’ and ‘greatest Autobot…’.
Bumblebee let out a heavy sigh as he tried to figure out what to say to the blue mech, but surprised when Blurr suddenly grew quiet. As the door to the lift opened and both Bots entered, Bumblebee looked up at his sleek companion.
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Blurr, don’t worry. I’m sure Prime is fine. He’s probably checking in on the injured, you know how he is.”
The minibot shot his friend a reassuring smile. It was then that he received the communiqué from Ratchet. He was sure that Blurr was getting the same message as he. After a moment Bumblebee responded to the CMO.
>>”
We’re on our way, Doc.”<<
Command DeckThe door to the lift finally opened and the small form of Bumblebee emerged. The minibot trotted the rest of the way down the corridor to the entrance to the Command Center. Upon entering the room Bumblebee noticed Ratchet sitting at one of the terminals. Bumblebee placed down his burden and made his way to stand behind the CMO.
“Blurr and I were able to get most of the ammo and weapons out of the locker. I figured the best place to keep them was here since it’s the highest point on the ship.”
Ratchet nodded before he turned around in his chair.
“Nice job you two. Now all we need to do is wait for the
Guardian to arrive.”