𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲

Jury's Out

Mazikeen walked up to Will and the director of National Intelligence, Charlotte Mearing, 

"Director Mearing, Colonel Lennox,"

Mearing nodded her head, 

"Commander Mynx,"

They stopped in front of Optimus, 

"Optimus, you remember Charlotte Mearing? Our Director of National Intelligence?"

Mazikeen narrowed her eyes at the lack of a response from him. Mirage sighed, 

"He's in a bad mood. He's-a not talking to anybody today."

Mearing crossed her arms as she glanced at Mirage, 

"What is this, the silent treatment?"

Ironhide crossed his arms, 

"We've seen that, and this is not that."

Que nodded, 

"Definitely not. No silent treatment is ever like this,"

Ironhide growled, 

"This is worse. Prime! Make something of yourself!"

He banged on Optimus's hood, and they stepped back as he transformed Ironhide whistled,

"He's pissed."

Optimus crouched down in front of Mearing, Will, and Mazikeen, 

"You lied to us. Everything humans know of our planet we were told had all been shared. So why was this found in human possession?"

Mazikeen looked down, and Will touched her arm as he sensed her grief. Mearing stared back at Optimus, 

"We were in the dark on this also. It was Director Only clearance at Sector Seven until now. The bag."

The small assistant looked at her, 

"Which bag?"

Mearing sighed, 

"Birkin. Green ostrich! My God... This is a secret few men knew, and fewer still remain alive. Allow me to please introduce to you two of NASA's founding mission directors and astronaut Dr. Buzz Aldrin, one of the first two men to step foot on the moon. Sir? Optimus Prime."

Mazikeen and Will looked in pure disbelief at what was unfolding in front of them. Buzz looked around in amazement at Optimus and Ironhide, 

"From a fellow space traveler, it's a true honor."

Optimus nodded, 

"The honor is mine,"

Mearing walked onto a raised platform,

"Our entire space race of the 1960's, it appears, was in response to an event."

A NASA official nodded, 

"Our astronauts investigated a crashed alien ship. No survivors on board."

Buzz nodded and crossed his arms, 

"We were sworn to secrecy by our Commander in Chief."

The official glanced between Mearing and Optimus, 

"A total of thirty-five people knew the real plan at NASA."

He pointed to the part of the ship Optimus recovered, 

"Soviets managed to land unmanned probes. Somehow, they must have... picked up that fuel rod."

Mearing nodded,