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Dinobot watched the Tyrannosaurus Rex wade into the man-made lake until he was almost completely submerged. His eyes narrowed when he heard a loud roar followed by Claire's laugh. He eyed the human uneasily when she tried to keep her balance on his back. He was afraid she might be injured when Megatron tossed his head backwards to shower her with water.

The Megatron he knew was dangerous. He was the leader of the Predacons and only valued one thing, to restore their race. The Megatron he knew would risk everything to accomplish that goal. He only strove to lead his army through intimidation. That Megatron had a habit of showing how much he despised his own soldiers more often than not.

This softer version of Megatron almost made him want to purge his tanks. This Megatron was so different.

However, Dinobot could still see a hint of his leader. Owen always said Megatron was over protective of Claire but Dinobot knew better. He knew the Predacon was possessive due to the snarls and hisses. Megatron also tended to radiate fury and show disgust at everything on a daily basis. While he tried to intimidate Claire, Megatron failed to make her quiver in fear. Before, this defiance would have sent a soldier to the CR Tank but now all he did was sulk.

The raptor let his body transform before settling along the water's edge. He eyed the pile of cleaning supplies before turning his attention back to the water. He flicked a large rubber duck away from his leg in revulsion.

'Why would Claire do something so frivolous?'

Regardless of what happened to make Megatron this way he couldn't risk Claire's safety. While Megatron was technically still his leader, Dinobot had always felt he was meant for something different. That's where the human, Owen, came in. The pack of velociraptors became his first bond to the human but even before he'd met the human he'd felt it. He was accepted within their pack and this sense of approval made him realize this was his place. Dinobot had known the moment he'd adopted his semi-organic beast mode that he would follow Owen. This in turn always made him think of Claire. In a way she was his Alpha's mate and that made her important, too.

Dinobot stiffened when Megatron arched his head to the side to allow the large brush Claire was wielding to scrub his face. He couldn't stop his claws from fisting in his lap as the sharp toothed mouth moved closer to the delicate female. He did his best to relax once Claire patted Megatron and continued to climb his head.

Something close to longing crept in his spark as he watched Claire sit on the bridge of Megatron's snout and wipe around the red optics. The Tyrannosaurus closed his eyes and let out a hum in content. Dinobot frowned as that pang came back again. He looked away briefly. He wasn't sure what to do about the phantom pain twisting inside of him. He grimaced because he was a Predacon, a warrior. His kind did not long for the soft touch or crooning words of another. He was not some Maximal.

The sound of a grunt beside him made him flinch. Dinobot hadn't noticed the human approaching him until he sat down.

"All you have to do is ask."

Dinobot glared.

"Claire would be happy to help after she finishes," Owen grinned, "Or I could do it."

The saurian snorted and continued to keep his optics on Claire.

"You don't have to look out for her. She can hold her own against Megs."

The raptor snarled, "You do not know Megatron. If he regains his memory there will death and destruction. He will not hesitate to kill."

Owen sighed, "I thought you said the only way he'd remember is if a medic opened him up."

"I said it was a possibility," Dinobot huffed, "He could remember with time."

"Alright, sure, and then we'll handle him like we did with Indominus Rex."

Dinobot smirked, "'We'? I do not remember seeing you fight her. I do remember seeing you hid behind your motor bike."

"Hey!" Owen's smile disappeared, "I was there for moral support!"

The raptor laughed as he transformed into his beast mode.

"Hmm, I will accept your invitation for a 'scrub'. I would also appreciate it if you sharpened my claws and-"

Owen frowned, "Whoa, hold on, I never said anything about giving you a mani-pedi."

Owen sputtered when a wave of cold water hit him. He glowered at the raptor and ignored the laughter coming from Claire and Megatron.

"Jerk."