The mission was supposed to be easy: sneak into the empty building, get the thingamabob the Decepticons are after before they get their grimy servos on it and then bam, done.

Right now the current situation you find yourself in is definitely less than ideal with your back against the wall, hugging the precious item in your chest as Soundwave slightly crouched down in front of you, helm tilted with one of his servos above your head.

Ratchet's worried voice immediately came through your radio intercom about how backup will be there soon, although you were only focusing on the con in front of you, being mesmerized even and not noticing his other servo slowly moving towards you.