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It had been an admittedly strange situation they had all been in - shopping mall, zombies, black outs - it was like a horror film gone wrong.

No one had any explanation for their sudden appearance in the mall, nor did anyone have an explanation for their sudden disappearance from the mall. Just as no one had an explanation for the blue Chevrolet Volt currently parked outside of B.A.B.E.L. headquarters.

For his own part, Jolt was doing what Autobots did best (aside from kicking Decepticon skidplate), and that was hiding in plain sight. Asphalt and sunshine, he decided, were preferable to zombie-laden carpet and the near-darkness of a mall without power. He just didn't like having to wait while Naomi was inside - no doubt trying to explain where the frag she'd been all this time. Jolt'd had a similar problem relaying his whereabouts to - of all mechs - Ratchet. (No doubt the medic thought he was glitched for insisting he'd been fighting off zombies all this time.) But, after much instance, and pleading for Optimus' permission, Jolt was allowed to stay with Naomi for the time being.

The Autobot sighed inwardly. He was still waiting, and he still hated it.

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"We keep on playing games and reaching out for something new
I'd rather walk with you than run with the other fools ♪"

Now he knew why Bumblebee had chosen the radio for his preferred mode of communication, rather than the impersonal messages he had been using. Music was fun, not to mention it brought something out in humans - he saw it int he way Naomi relaxed, the way she hummed along.

"It's just a feeling, taking me over
Time after time I'm losing control
You got a lot of things to give
Got a lot of life to live
It takes a little patience, baby
But things are changing, things are going to ♪"

It was a miracle that Tanizaki was still unconscious, but if he stayed that way until she got him inside, maybe they could still chalk up what he'd seen as an after-effect, or too many late nights (fantasizing over his charge cooking his breakfast and calling him little terms of endearment and clad in a wedding gown, no doubt).

Naomi was glad, any way she looked at it. This moment, she could easily forget a fight between espers, the Normals who hated them, Jolt's own situation, everything else except sitting here and letting the music govern her voice. It was almost liberating.

Humans, from what Jolt understood, often sang while they were driving, and he'd never really understood why until now.

"Baby, baby, long before I met you I was
Crazy, crazy to forget you but just
Maybe, what you see is what you get for sure
Can't take this anymore ♪"

It was kind of amazing to see the way Naomi just let the music take her, and Jolt was glad he too was along for the ride. It was incredibly easy to just be in the now- just him an her enjoying themselves. No arguments, no flying cranes. None of that. Jolt was even happy to forget the man lying unconscious in his backseat.

At the instrumental part, Naomi kept her hands fastened on the wheel, but her fingers lightly tapped a harmony, and a bright smile lit up her face. She loved music-- and a part of her still felt horridly guilty over accidentally destroying that piano with one innocuous flick of her finger-- but she hadn't had much of a chance to just sit down and listen to it.

And for that, she'd always be grateful to Jolt.

They would most definitely have to do this kind of thing more often. (Preferably without the dead weight in the back.) Jolt decided he rather liked that smile on Naomi's face, and he liked being the cause of it.

"If you can feel it when it comes down
And you can see it coming around and around
If you believe this is a moment, control it
You feel it getting better, back where we belong ♪"

...But if he wasn't careful he was going to miss his turn. As nice as this was, they had an unconscious supervisor to deliver, and the B.A.B.E.L. headquarters was coming up quickly.

"Ah, if it's all right, please wait a moment. I'll take him inside!" Regretfully, Naomi slid out from her seat once they'd reached their destination a few minutes later, and retrieved her poor excuse for a mentor. Dragging him was tempting, but she'd been raised better than that, and had to settle for levitating him above her head and directing him inside the building in that cheerful fashion.

... Not that her upbringing prevented her from unceremoniously dumping him on the lobby floor, but he deserved no less. If there was anything she felt bad about, it was leaving him there to bother the poor receptionists when he woke up.

Jolt did as he was told, determined to make up for his little stunt earlier. Maybe he could catch a little nap while he was waiting. It had been a long day, and to be honest, he never really utilized his hologram's hard light function enough to be used to the energy (not to mention concentration) that it took. (He was really, really going to have to work on that.)

Indeed, while Naomi busied herself with dumping her supervisor on the floor, the Volt had drifted off to whatever the Cybertronian equivalent to dreamland was.

She eventually headed back outside, half-wary that the car would be long gone and causing chaos in another part of the city but, to her relief, Jolt was still there. And... oddly silent, even when she got closer.

"Is he...?" Naomi tilted her head inquisitively, pressing her fingers to her mouth. She stood there for a moment, mulling something over, and then abruptly floated into the air and took off. In less than five minutes she was back, a large blanket clutched in one hand, and carefully lowered it over the top of the car. It probably didn't help at all, but she seemed satisfied with the result and settled onto the curb to keep an eye on the slumbering Autobot.

It took him a few minutes to register that something was... different. Cozy.

Wait, what?

Jolt was online in a second, and he was disoriented and fighting back the urge to transform for half that. "Wha-?" It was dark. But it hadn't been dark when he went offline, and he couldnt' have been out long, so- He couldn't see. Why couldn't he see.

Waaaait a second.

"Naomi? Why am I under a blanket?"

In most circumstances, Naomi would have been right there with apologies for the confusion and/or inconvenience, as well as armed with multiple explanations as to why the Volt had been graced with a blanket.

Except that in this situation, the guilty party had made the mistake of sitting, and sitting had led to a reminder of how exhausted she was, and that in turn had led to Naomi falling asleep where she sat in the few minutes that she'd been watching him. Therefore the only response Jolt received was-- absolute silence.

Well, this was decidedly awkward. He half wondered if Naomi had wandered off and he'd been talking to himself, but a quick scan of the area proved that she was indeed there. Just... non-responsive.

A whip slid out of the car and coiled around the blanket, pulling it from the car's frame and in through the now open back door. Jolt regarded Naomi for a moment - he was rather impressed with her ability to sleep on concrete, but it probably wasn't the best place for her.

Oh, he was going to regret this, but the hologram kicked back on and scooped up the sleeping girl. He deposited her in the now blanketed backseat before winking out of existence again. Doors shut and windows darkened, the Autobot found a nice shaded spot to park and offline for a couple of hours.

Something was... off. Concrete wasn't supposed to be this soft, it was dark, and hadn't she just been watching Jolt sleep? Yet, none of the above was what she could remember, and she found herself curled up when she finally opened both eyes.

Fighting back a yawn and failing, Naomi gave her head a shake and looked down at the blanket she'd been lying on. Just how-- when had he-- how had her gotten her inside?

"I was more tired than I thought," she mumbled wearily, yawning again and shifting to check out the dashboard and see which one of them was the later riser.

For his own part, Jolt was still out like a proverbial light. Recharging like this was all well and good, but it might behoove him to find somewhere to properly plug in eventually. (Such were the pitfalls of an electric altmode and living on a planet sadly devoid of Energon.)

Still bleary-eyed, the young esper nevertheless managed to arrive at the conclusion that her friend was still dead to the world after only ten minutes of deliberation. It was hardly surprising; Jolt had done a lot today-- or was that barely yesterday, the sky was looking rather dark when she looked out the window-- and that little trick of his to add substance to his hologram was no doubt a draining one. He really was trying his best to remain inconspicuous, and she appreciated it. She'd have to make sure she found a good source of energy for him.

"Thanks for staying," she whispered, balancing herself enough around the front seat to plant a light kiss on the steering wheel before she resettled herself in the backseat with the blanket. If anything, working with him was bound to be an experience, and if it proved useful to those watching, there was a chance they'd be able to interact with more of Jolt's friends. Just this one Autobot, however, was more than enough.

The movement in his backseat stirred him - he wasn't what you would call a heavy sleeper - but a quick scan confirmed that is was still just him and Naomi, so he was content to remain half-awake for the time being.

"Hey," he said, albeit a little drowsily. If he had been aware of the girl's little display of affection, he didn't comment on it. "Sleep okay?"

"Very well, but..." Here Naomi hesitated, embarrassed to admit that she hadn't slept that heavily for months. She had incredible power on her own, but Level 7s were still infinitely stronger, and the last time she'd had to stop a moving object, it had been a plane-- that alone had required Kaoru's help, and they'd still had trouble with it. She had a lot to work on.

"I'm sorry for waking you," she added, busying herself with folding the blanket up. "How are you feeling, Jolt-san?"

"Less exhausted," he remarked, finally waking up and managing to sound chipper. A full night of recharging probably wouldn't be unwelcome, but what sleep he had managed to grab had been adequate enough to rejuvenate him.

The car shifted a little, engine purring to life. "Probably need to stretch my servos a bit."

"And you'll need a lot more rest," Naomi observed. She had no doubts concerning Jolt's capacity to function with only a few hours of sleep-- or whatever they called it-- but she had the tendency to worry about others, and he could probably use more than those hours.

She peered out the window, a little surprised to discover that the sun had gone down. "There shouldn't be another mission without a lot more forewarning, so I think we should be fine for tonight."

Jolt wasn't about to argue with that. Unlike a certain medic he could mention, he was a-okay with sleeping the day away if given the chance. Sort of a shame that he'd never actually been given the chance. (Save for when he found himself laid up in the medbay, but that was somehow different.)

"Sounds good." A pause. "So what do we do in the meantime?"

"In the meantime," Naomi echoed, still looking thoughtfully out the window, "if it's all right with you, there's a good view of the sky on the roof. Do you think maybe we could just talk for a little while?"

It was a tentative question, knowing how energetic the Autobot could get, but she was still worn out. If he wanted to go out on adventures tonight, she wouldn't be the best of company.

Jolt shifted again in the automobile equivalent of a shrug. "Sure." He wasn't entirely sure how he was going to get onto the roof, but if Naomi suggested it, he was sure she must have some kind of plan or... something.

Oh, she had a plan, all right-- a very simple one, at that, which she announced cheerfully once she'd gotten out of the car.

"I'm going to lift you," she informed him, as casually as any other girl would say to something a... hell of a lot lighter. "So long as you don't move around too much, it shouldn't be a problem, and we're not going very far as it is."

"You're going to what?" The sound of Jolt's engine rose in pitch slightly at the outburst. Sure he'd seen Naomi throw zombies and stop a truck and hold up a bridge, but this was different. This was him. "Naomi, I know what I look like, but I'm a lot heavier than a real car--"

The girl held up a hand to quiet him, already shaking her head. "I won't drop you, if that's what you're worried about. Like I said, it's a short distance-- if it was longer, then I'd have more of a problem with it. Just... let me try." She paused, slowly circling one foot on the ground. "... Please?"

Oh for Primus' sake, he couldn't say no to her. If the others knew that he was so - as humans were fond of saying - whipped by a teenaged human female, he would never hear the end of it. For once, he was glad of the distance between him and his fellow Autobots.

"Fine," he said with a sigh. "Lift away."

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