Title: Where There is Doubt
Universe: G1
Rating: PG
Word count: 323
Summary: shared belief can only make it stronger.
Notes: i'm not satisfied with this one. it's not precsely what i wanted, and it doesn't feel right to me. but it is the scene i was trying to write, so i'll let it stand.
He pulled Bluestreak close to his chest plates after Starscream threw the younger mech back in the holding cell. The sniper was trembling-in pain, in fear, a combination of both-and he was missing several panels of armor that Prowl knew he’d been taken away with.
“They aren’t coming for you, Autobot,” the Seeker sneered. “Stop giving yourself false hope.”
“They’ll come,” Bluestreak whispered. “I know they will.”
“You’re a fool.” Starscream turned on his heel and walked away.
Prowl watched him go with wary optics. “What happened?”
“I didn’t tell them anything, Prowl. They wanted the coordinates of the base, but I didn’t tell.” Bluestreak wrapped shaky arms around his mentor. “You’d have been proud of me.”
“I am proud of you,” the tactician replied. “You did well.”
They sat in silence. Groons passed before the trembling in the younger mech’s frame passed. When Bluestreak had finally calmed, Prowl finally spoke.
“What did Starscream mean when he brought you back?”
“I kept telling him that the others would come. Optimus Prime will send an extraction team for us.” Blue snuggled closer to the older mech, the need for recharge becoming imperative because of his damage. “He got so angry, but I know they’ll come.”
Prowl was touched by the faith Bluestreak had in their comrades. He knew Optimus would send an extraction team if he thought it could be done without loss of life, but the odds of that were slim. Jazz on the other hand, would come for them through the Destroyer Himself if necessary.
In all the time he had known the saboteur, Jazz had never left an Autobot behind enemy lines-even when all he could do was bring home a corpse for memorial.
“He’ll come for us,” Prowl finally agreed.
As Bluestreak fell into recharge in his arms, Prowl found himself watching through the energy bars on the cell for the familiar glow of a blue visor.
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