A/N: So been working on this chapter for several days. Gonna be way longer than a normal chapter. And has a lot more. And gets really sad. And let's pretend I know what I am doing later on in the chapter. Enjoy anyway. And Soundwave is gonna be hermaphrodic, so he is able to get pregnant and have kids. Still mainly male, but able to reproduce. Gets confusing but I hope that makes sense. And he will talk normally while around other Decepticons and when he isn't in public.

Disneyismysoul: Bumblebee said stuff about you while he was around.

Guest: Yes.

bladestrike89: Yep and I have no shame.

Michelle Thornboy: Optimus will find out, just not the way he would want to find out.

Main Pairings:

MegatronxCora

Child(s): Avery

BumblebeexNightsun

Child(s):

RatchetxIronhide

Child(s): Optimus (adopted), Cora (adopted)

StarscreamxSkyfire

Child(s):

PerceptorxBeachcomber

Kinda RatchetxWheeljack

Child(s): Grimlock, Snarl, Swoop, Sludge, Slag

ProwlxJazz

HoundxMirage

SoundwavexShockwave

Child(s): Rumble, Frenzy, pets (Ravage, Ratbat, Laserbeak, Buzzaw)

Army Codes:

Laza- safe

stop- wait

star- at home

dodge- danger

undertaker- dead

purple- help

seek- on way/enroute

wrench- hospital

cloud- okay

red- attack/attacked

Warnings: Death, blood, gore, violence, fluff, kissing, mentions of sex, pregnancy, Cybertronian swearing, forbidden love and anything else I forgot to add.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters and my friend owns hers.


"Sounds like you had fun," Ironhide said when Cora told the story as soon as they got home.

"Well you two best be off to bed," said Ratchet, helping Ironhide up.

"Goodnight," said Optimus, going to his room. Cora followed her fathers.

"Cora, what's on your mind?" Ironhide asked, settling down.

"I don't know, just a feeling I guess," Cora admitted.

"What do you feel?" Ratchet asked.

"I feel like something bad will happen soon," she explained, voice filled with worry. "I'm hanging out with Nightsun again tomorrow, but I think I should stay here."

"It'll be fine. Ya need the time away," said Ironhide. "I ain't got work and Cogman will be here. Ah've got me guns too if there is danger."

"I'm just worried about you father. I don't want anything to happen to you or Ratch," Cora blurted, a few tears joining together at her chin.

"Ah know sweetheart. Ah promise to contact ya if anythin' suspicious happens," Ironhide reassured, pulling her into a hug and and kissing her forehead. Ratchet repeated what his husband said. "Now, head ta bed. We love ya."

"I love you too, both of you," said Cora. "Night."

Cora slipped into a restless sleep, her gut feeling growing stronger. It could be nothing, just her mind fooling her.

~~~000

Ironhide took off Ratchet's and his own shirt, throwing them into a corner. The room was pleasingly warm compared to the bitter cold of the upcoming winter. He went on top of his husband, kissing Ratchet hungerly.

The old medic moaned, opening his mouth up to allow Ironhide access to the wet cavern. He wrapped his arms around 'Hide's back. The veteran pulled back, attacking the neck. He settled between Ratchet's legs, pressing their bodies together.

"Are you— ah!— sure you are up to this?" Ratchet checked.

"O' course Ah am Ratch'," Ironhide said against flesh. "Ah feel just fine."

"Well if you're sure than take me," Ratchet whispered seductively.

"Oh Ah will. Ah'll make sure you scream to the heavens," Ironhide said, going back to pleasuring his medic.

~~~later

"Did that feel good?" Ironhide asked.

"It always does," said Ratchet, laying his head on Ironhide's bare chest. He smiled at hearing the soft thumping of a heart.

"Ratch... what will ya do when Ah die?" Ironhide asked. Ratchet looked at him. "Ah know Ah don't have much longer. At any time ma heart can give out and stop."

"I don't know what I will do. I had trouble when we were at war and you went to the battlefield," said Ratchet. "It was harder the weeks you were in enemy hands. I don't know if I can survive without you by my side. We have been together for over 45 years, ever since high school."

"Well when Ah die, mourn fer a week and move on. It'll be hard on ya, but Ah'll be here when you need me," said Ironhide. He kissed Ratchet. "We will see each other again love. When your time to join Primus comes, Ah'll take ya home. Now, try ta get some sleep. Ya work late again."

~~~000

"Ah'll see ya when ya get home Ratch," said Ironhide. He kissed him a few times. "Ah love ya."

"I love you too," said Ratchet. They kissed a few more times before the medic departed.

"I'm off dad," said Cora, rushing out the door and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Love you."

"Love you too Cora," Ironhide called after her.

"Breakfast is ready sir," Cogman said.

Optimus already was at the table eating. Ironhide sat across from him, thanking the butler when a plate of pancakes were set down in front of him.

"So do ya have any plans today?" Ironhide questioned.

"Not much. I'm mainly patrolling and doing reports," Optimus answered. "If all goes well, then I'll be home around 2 or 3."

"That's good. Ratch says that ya work ta much. He threatened ta go down and force ya to take a break," Ironhide smirked. Optimus' face went pale. He's felt that wrench when his father got angry.

"Better start now so that I finish early," Optimus said quickly, putting his dirty dishes in the sink. "Bye father."

"Bye Orion."

~~~1:37 pm

The veteran turned off the news, listening to the silence. Someone was walking around in the next room over. Cogman he knew was upstairs cleaning. He got up and was about to go into the kitchen to check it out when the intruder came into the room. A pistol pointed right at his chest made him freeze. Cogman finished and was at the top of the stairs, bringing out his phone and contacting Cora immediately using the code he was taught.

'Purple! -CM'

The gun went off, Ironhide crumpling to the floor. The man sent one last text before flying down the stairs.

''Hide red star. -CM'

The intruder, dressed in all black that shined, slammed Cogman into a small table and a mirror. The larger man grabbed the butler again, slamming his head into the wall until he was sure that his victim was unconscious. He ran to the back door, but stopped. He took out purple paint and drew the Decepticon insignia before escaping.

~~~000

Megatron had decided to go see Ironhide. He didn't know why, just a feeling he should go visit. Maybe Cora would be there. The sound of a gun firing made Megatron grab his own. A black clothed man ran from the backyard.

Fear gripped Megatron, knowing where the gunshot came from. He pulled out his phone, dialing 911 as he ran to the door, only telling them it was urgent and the address. He broke through the door, seeing Ironhide and Cogman on the ground. He went to Ironhide, gently turning him onto his back. There was no exit wound, but he saw the entrance.

Placing his hands on the wound, the leader applied pressure to stop the bleeding. He ignored the crimson liquid seeping onto his clothes and skin. Ironhide coughed, wheezing as he struggled to breathe right. Blood splatted onto his lips.

"Megatron?" Ironhide murmured.

"I'm here. I heard a gun fire and saw someone run from here. An ambulance is on its way here," Megatron explained. "Good thing I follow my instincts."

"Yeah," Ironhide agreed. Blood drippled from his mouth. Megatron cursed knowing that there was internal bleeding. "Not quite how Ah imagined Ah would die. Do meh a favor. Keep Cora safe and happy. Heck, spend the rest of your life with her."

"You won't die. I won't let you. But I promise. Cora will be in good hands with me. I love her too much to see her get hurt," said Megatron. The sirens reached his sharp hearing. "Here they come. Ironhide? Ironhide wake up. Ironhide!"

He placed a couple fingers to the older man's neck then wrist. No pulse. He texted Cora the news, knowing she would want to know right away.

'Ironhide undertaker. Medics should be here to take Cogman to wrench. I tried to save him.'

Not even a minute later he was tackled, gun sliding under the couch from view. Strong hands twisted Megatron's arms behind his back.

"What did you do to him? What did you do? Answer me slag it!"

Megatron glanced behind his shoulder. His red eyes glared into Optimus' blue ones. He tried to wiggle free, but a sharp knee dug into his back.

"Get off me Prime," Megatron demanded.

"You tried killing him," Optimus accused, his faceplate hiding his expression.

"I did not! I was trying to help him," Megatron protested.

"Sir, we got an urgent message," said Prowl, two more officers behind him. "Where's... Oh Primus."

"Take this piece of slag in," Optimus said, moving so that Megatron could be cuffed. He went to Ironhide, touching his face.

"Dad? Prowl where are the medics?"

~~~000

"This is Isaac on the scene. It looks like Decepticon leader Megatron is being arrested. And it looks like he has blood on him." The camera zoomed in, getting what was going on. "It appears that the medics are on... wait they're here. I have no idea what is going on, but I will get back to you. Make sure you are following Lone Wolf Gaming for an update on what is going on."

"Hey Bee, what ya doin' here?" Bumblebee turned to see Jazz in uniform.

"Jazz what's going on?" Bumblebee asked.

"We got a 911 call. All we had was an address and that someone was injured," said Jazz, looking back at Megatron. "Ole Megs was there. 'Hide and Cogman are in serious condition. They're being taken in now."

"Should we alert the Autobots about this? The Decepticons could be up to something," the scout asked.

"Already takin' care of. They're headin' over ta the hospital for protection," said Jazz.

"Dad!"

Cora went sprinting pass, attempting to get to the officers. Optimus grabbed onto his sister, holding her close. Her body shook as she cried, watching as the two ambulances sped away. She caught a glimpse of Megatron in the backseat of a police car before being tugged to the cab over.

"Optimus what happened?" Cora asked.

"Ironhide was shot. I suspect Megatron did it given he was on scene," Optimus said softly.

"What if he was trying to help?" Cora continued.

"That would be impossible. Megatron has no feelings towards anyone," Optimus dismissed the suggestion. "Let's go follow them. Prowl, lead us there."

~~~000

"You don't understand. I was trying to help," Megatron protested, struggling against Jazz and another. "Someone else shot him. I'm innocent."

"Yeah sure, ya can tell that ta the judge," said Jazz. They put him into a cell, locking it. Megatron grabbed the bars, looking at Jazz.

"You have to believe me. Please Jazz, I was trying to help," Megatron pleaded. The saboteur was surprised at the word please.

"Rules are rules Megs. Prowl will be here soon fer interrogation," said Jazz, taking his leave.

Megatron sat down on the hard, cold bed. They had taken his possessions. Luckily his gun was at Cora's home or else they would use that against him. He didn't know how long it would be. Knowing police, a few days of gathering data from the scene. His thoughts went to Cora and how frightened she looked. He yearned to hold her and give her the comfort she desperately needed.

~~~000

Ratchet didn't move, seeing the gurney with his husband on it. They had managed to get a pulse, but at any time they could lose it. First Aid stopped his mentor when he moved to ge to him.

"Sir, you'll have to wait. I can see your emotions acting up. I know you want to help, but you're unstable right now," said First Aid. "You can watch from the observation window."

Ratchet reluctantly went to the window, watching as his peers scrambled around. His eyes never left Ironhide's prone form. It was a few minutes that they stopped their efforts. The CMO felt saline droplets run down his face. The wet feeling was foreign and familiar, having not cried since they rescued Ironhide towards the end of the war.

Ironhide was still a mess when Ratchet kicked them out. He started cleaning up the carmine blood. Once finished, he fell on top of his deceased husband, full out crying, cursing Primus and whoever had killed him. His assistant came back, pulling Ratchet to the waiting room where his children waited.

Cora knew that Ironhide was dead. Megatron had confirmed it and told her. Nightsun had shown up with Bumblebee, worried for both of them. The two friends sat next to each other.

"I'm sure you all know that Ironhide died. Cogman is in a coma. He has a head injury, a few broken ribs, but thankfully no internal bleeding," said First Aid.

"When can we see him?" Nightsun asked.

"Tomorrow would be best," said First Aid.

"Thank you First Aid," Optimus sighed.

"Of course sir," said First Aid. "Ratchet, take the next week off. You need it."

Cora stormed out of the hospital. No one tried following, knowing she needed space. The woman walked home, thinking to herself. Once home, she cleaned up once Prowl said they were done.

"Do you need me to stay?" Prowl asked.

"No I don't. I'm just going to clean up here. I'll be fine," said Cora emotionlessly.

"All right. I'll be at the station if you need me," said Prowl.

"I do have a question. When can I speak with Megatron?" Cora asked.

"Megatron? Why would you want to talk to him?" Prowl asked.

"It's personal," said Cora, casting her gaze down.

"In 2 days," said Prowl.

"Then expect me in 2 days," said Cora.

Prowl didn't dare question. He respected privacy, even if it was very strange. He suspected that Cora just wanted to hear something from him personally. He would allow that.

"Good evening then Cora," said Prowl, slightly bowing before he left.

Cora got to work. She removed the mirror shards and broken table, throwing them out. She scrubbed the blood-stained carpet and wall, getting rid of the evidence. The gun under the couch caught her attention. She pulled it out, noting it was Megatron's.

'Maybe he did do it,' Cora thought. 'No he wouldn't do that, would he?'

She set it on the kitchen table, staring at the familiar purple symbol that looked at her from the glass. Cora gave it a puzzled look. The eyes were diamond or rhombus shaped, not triangular. It clicked.

'Someone is trying to frame the Decepticons. And the only ones that can confirm it is dead and in a coma,' Cora realized. She snapped a photo of it, planning to confirm it with Soundwave and Starscream. 'I'll get you out of there Megatron. I'll prove your innocence.'

~~~000

"Tell me what you were doing in the area," said Prowl, having been interrogating Megatron for almost an hour.

"I was simply walking around, enjoying the day. I heard a gun go off and looked around. A man dressed in all black ran from a house. Feeling that someone was shot, I went inside after calling 911. One man was unconscious while the other was awake. I applied pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding. The next I knew, Optimus Prime was on me," Megatron confessed, keeping his relationship hidden.

"We found this at the crime scene," said Prowl, producing a photo of the symbol. "Care to explain this?"

"Foolish Autobot," Megatron partly snarled. "That is not my symbol. Look at the eyes. If you ever pay attention, or ask a Decepticon, then you would know. Ours has triangle eyes, not rhombus. Of course my men wouldn't dare answer you. You would rather have them inprisoned."

"Hmm... we did not notice that," Prowl noted, marking it down. "Keep in mind, I do this as an officer of the law, not an Autobot."

"Then you will no doubt charge me with other accusations," Megatron snorted, leaning back and folding his arms. "Should I go over the abuse going on too? Might as well. I help people, mainly children and teens, who are abused in any way. Every Decepticon has faced abuse, mainly physical, some sexual, others emotionally or mentally, or all the above. I have reported it various times as a child, but they did nothing.

"I was lucky when my parents died. Many like me joined my cause to stop it. The most recent were 5 young boys, one near death. The parents tried to kill me when I saw their actions and got involved. They said I saw too much. I acted and my medic has taken care of them. They joined us and are being brought back to health. If you wish, I can get our medical reports as proof. Or do you want to see the many scars littering our bodies? We can't live a normal life with how broken we are.

"Take Starscream for example. He was sexually, physically, and mentally abused, leading to some emotional abuse. I took him into my care shortly after I was free. He still has relapses of what his entire family did: father, mother, brothers, and sisters except for Thundercracker and Skywarp. Those two suffered his sexual fate. His first lover went missing years ago when they were 13. He was never the same, strongly believing his family did it to torment him. Skyfire was a good kid to Starscream, despite what happened to him. Even today he cannot be without me nearby or else he falls back into the darkness of despair. The first time getting him out took months.

"I did him a favor and made his parents suffer. I made sure they knew the pain they put their sons through. They were found dead weeks later, but not by my doing. Their older brothers and younger sisters all left before I could make them suffer as well. And before you ask, no I did not repeat what they did. I would never. I made them understand that if they were to harm them again, I would make them suffer an eternal Pit of hell."

"So that's your reasonings," Prowl muttered to himself, respectfully listening.

"Yes and you Autobots get in the way. Hook has lost a few lives of young girls and boys because of the interference. And you allow these disgusting creatures to get away with it. So I believe you are the bad guys," Megatron continued.

"I will inform you of what happens next. You are innocent until proven guilty of course. You will remain here until we are certain and the judge has reached a verdict when court comes up," said Prowl. He gathered his recorder, papers, photo, and left. "Oh and expect a visitor in 2 days."

~~~000

"You know, I miss him scaring the scrap out of me," Bumblebee commented to his girlfriend in the hospital room.

"Well you should be afraid of me too," said Nightsun, playfully glaring at him. "You cheated on me remember? With a statue too."

"I thought you were joking," Bumblebee defended. "It was dark and I heard you scream. I panicked."

"Nice excuse," said Nightsun. "I hope he wakes up soon."

"Me too. As far as I know, he can tell us what happened," Bee confirmed, hugging her from behind. "Cora seemed really upset."

"Her father was murdered. I'm going to check up on her later on, make sure she isn't alone. I trust Optimus, but he isn't exactly the affectionate one."

~~~000

"Cora, you in here?" Optimus asked, knocking on her door. He opened it, seeing his sister holding onto a red stuffed bear Ironhide got her.

"Go away," Cora whispered hoarsely, showing she had been crying for some time.

"Cora..." Optimus sat on the bed, pulling her to his chest. "I know it hurts. You were close to him. The pain will go away in time, just not right now. It hurts me too, knowing that 'Hide's gone, but I will be here for you and Ratchet."

"It isn't fair! He didn't deserve to die this way! Why did Primus have to take him?!"

"I don't know. He is in a better place. He won't suffer like he did here from war wounds."

"I wish it was me."

"No you don't. If you were here, then you would be hurt or dead too. I would hate for that to happen to you."

The next day, Cora groggily got up. She recalled what happened the previous day, tears threatening to come again. Instead she grabbed some gloves before heading downstairs. Taking some clear tape, she dashed for fingerprints and gathered the ones on the back door.

A small, shiny tube caught her attention. Bending down, the bullet shell made its presence known. Plucking it from the corner, Cora placed it in a clear baggie. More evidence to prove her lover's innocence. The front door swung open, Nightsun bounding inside just as Cora found black hair.

"Hey Cora, how you doing?" Nightsun asked.

"Emotional still. I'm gathering data to prove Megatron didn't commit murder. So far everything points to someone else," said Cora. She packed her messenger bag with all she needed. "I'm going to the Decepticons for help. Keep Orion busy will ya?"

"Sure," Nightsun agreed. "Find that creep and give him justice for what he did to Ironhide."

"I will," said Cora.

Nightsun made herself an omelette, cooking an extra for Optimus. She also made some hash browns before setting the food down. The Autobot leader came out shortly after Nightsun began shoveling food into her mouth.

"Nightsun, is Cora awake?" Optimus inquired.

"Yeah she left," said Nightsun quickly, a few bits of egg and peppers hitting her plate from her mouth.

"Where?" Optimus asked, fear lacing his tone.

"A place," Nightsun answered cheekily.

"And where is this place?" Optimus pressed.

"Somewhere in town."

"Nightsun," Optimus warned.

"Nope not telling. Interrogate as much as you want. I won't break."

"You will eventually," Optimus started eating, thinking of a way to get his sister's unruly friend to spill the beans.

~~~000

"We heard on the news what happened. You have our deepest condolences," said Starscream.

"Thanks Starscream," said Cora, placing her bag on the table. "I came because I need all the help I can get. You heard about Megatron's imprisonment with being charged for murder and assault. I've gathered data from my house, but I don't know if it's enough to prove him innocent."

She pulled out the gun, fingerprints, hair sample, bullet shell, and the picture she took of the insignia. Shockwave grabbed the bag with hair and the fingerprints, looking them over. Soundwave studied the shell. Starscream grabbed the phone and took one look before snorting.

"Whoever did this wasn't very smart," he said. "That may look like our symbol, but the eyes are wrong."

"That's what I noticed too," Cora nodded. "With Cogman in a coma and father dead, we have no witnesses."

"I can trace the true murderer using these. They should of been more careful," said Shockwave.

"This bullet is also from a small pistol. Megatron must of dropped his or else that would be used against him and taken. The ammunitions are different," Soundwave added, pointing to his friend's own gun. "This is from a Kel-Tec P-32 .32 ACP semi-automatic."

"So that's what we need to look for. They probably disposed of it so they weren't caught. Shockwave, how long will it take?" Cora asked.

"Give me at least a week or two. Our limited resources will make it harder. Add another week and we will bring in the murderer," Shockwave calculated.

"Great."

"I will have every available Decepticon searching when results come in," Starscream said, leadership skills kicking in.

"I shall get started right away."

Soundwave and Shockwave left. Starscream hugged Cora when he saw her near tears.

"We will avenge Ironhide and return Megatron to where he belongs," the man reassured, moving hair out of the way. "We won't stop until we do."

~~~000

"So do you think Megatron really did it?" Hound asked.

"I don't know," answered Mirage.

"Of course he did. Why else would he be there?" Sideswipe put in. "We know he's after Prime and by killing Ironhide would leave him weakened from grief."

"Jeez, if I didn't know better, then I would think you were a Decepticon," Bluestreak said to one of his boyfriends.

"Well think about it. Get Optimus emotional enough and he will faulter in battle," Sideswipe defended himself.

"First Aid, how is Ratchet doing?" Inferno asked.

"Not good. He hasn't left Ironhide's side yet since preparing him," said First Aid.

The Autobots were all gathered together. Some were still at the hospital while others went to Optimus' home. Prowl and Jazz remained at the station, guarding their prisoner and working.

"I don't think he did it," Bumblebee piped up from the back. All attention went to the scout. "I looked around and someone went through the back. Megatron went through the front. And why would he stay if he did kill Ironhide? If anything, Megatron would do it with no trace. First Aid, what type of bullet would you say was retrieved after autopsy?"

"A .32 ACP from a small gun of sorts. Like a small pistol, handgun, or pocket gun," said First Aid.

"Megatron doesn't have a either of those. His is more larger handgun model," Bumblebee continued. "And he would of had it on him if he did. Prowl had the whole area searched. No weapon. Megatron wouldn't have had enough time between the gun going off and then disposing it. I was in the area when it went off. Police arrived a few minutes later at top speeds followed by Optimus, who got off early."

"Now that you put it that way..." Wheeljack trailed off. "Primus you may be right Bee."

~~~000

"What do you want now?" Megatron asked, glaring at Prowl.

"Your visitor is here," said Prowl. "I will take you to a private room."

Megatron obeyed, allowing himself to be cuffed. Jazz opened the door and released the cuffs. The leader sat in one of the two chairs at the table, waiting patiently. Prowl walked back to the front, nodding to Cora.

"He's ready," said Prowl.

"And there are no cameras, recording devices, the likes?" Cora checked.

"As requested, three complete hours of pure privacy. It's the least I can do. Just knock on the door if he tries anything," Prowl reviewed.

"Thank you Prowl. I owe you so much," said Cora. She was escorted to the room, nodding at Jazz.

Megatron looked at the doorway upon hearing it open. He was more surprised that his girlfriend was there. He got up and hugged her, giving her a brief kiss. They sat down facing each other.

"What are you doing here?" Megatron asked.

"To talk," Cora answered. "I got us three hours of complete privacy."

"Sneaky," Megatron complimented.

"I went to the Nemesis. Starscream is going to send out every available Decepticon once we find out who the murderer is. We gathered evidence that will prove you didn't do it," said Cora. "Optimus strongly believes you did do it. But thank you for helping father, even if it wasn't much."

"I know that I couldn't save him," Megatron said sorrowfully. "He had me promise something before he died. He said to promise him that I would keep you safe and happy, and to spend the rest of my life with you."

"You want to spend the rest of your life with me?" Cora checked.

"Of course I do. I love you," Megatron confirmed. "I love you with my very being. I would do anything, even die protecting you, if it means I can keep you forever. Not even Primus can keep us apart in the afterlife."

Those words touched deeply. They held so much love and truth. Cora shook with emotions. Her father had given them his blessing and permission before he died. Megatron pulled her up, sitting in her chair with her on his lap.

"There's a few poems in my room you can look at. In fact I would love if you do. Soundwave can show you. He knows what I mean," said Megatron.

"All right," said Cora. "Now shut up and kiss me."

~~~000

Nightsun sat doodling on Cogman's bed. She would talk to him while she worked. Bumblebee would also visit, secretly hoping that Cogman would wake up. It had been two almost three weeks since the attack.

"Night, what you doing?" Bumblebee asked.

"A doodle, doodle, doodle. A doodle, doodle, doodle," she answered. She showed him her drawing of a cat. "Imma be back. I want cake. Stay here."

Nightsun left and headed to the cafeteria. Bumblebee played around with a small box in his pocket. He looked at Cogman and shook his head.

"Kinda wish you were awake so that I can ask for your permission to marry Nightsun," said Bumblebee. An idea struck him. "I've been handing out too much with the Twins and Blue. Okay here goes nothing."

Bumblebee took up all his courage and slapped Cogman across the face. A harsh slap returned the favor and Bumblebee hit the wall behind him. Completely shocked, Bumblebee looked to see Cogman awake, not beleiving his idea worked. The short man burned holes into him with that hardened look.

"Yes you may," the butler said, settling down and going back to sleep.

Nightsun walked back in and looked at Bumblebee.

"Are you okay in there?" Nightsun asked.

"Yeah fan-fragging-tactic," Bumblebee replied sarcastically, rubbing his cheek. "Nothing but gumdrops and ice cream here."

"Ooo can I join?" Nightsun asked excitedly.

"I'm surrounded by idiots," Bee mumbled.

"I thought you were surrounded by gumdrops and ice cream," she pointed out.

"Aaahhhh!" Bumblebee got up, finding the wall had an imprint the shape of him in it.

"What happened to you?"

"Cogman woke up."

"And you didn't tell me? You jerk!"

Nightsun took the extra slice of chocolate cake and shoved it in his face. She strutted over to the bed and sat back down, poking Cogman until he woke up again. She grinned and playfully hit him.

"Nice of you to join us," said Nightsun.

"What happened?" Cogman asked.

~~~a week earlier before Cogman wakes up (A/N: Let's pretend Megatron wrote Yours to Hold, but it is really by Skillet)

Cora looked at the poem. Soundwave told her Megatron had wrote it before they got together.

I see you standing here
But you're so far away
Starving for your attention
You don't even know my name

You're going through so much
But I know that I could be the one to hold you

Every single day
I find it hard to say
I could be yours alone
You will see someday
That all along the way
I was yours to hold
I was yours to hold

I see you walking by
Your hair always hiding your face
I wonder why you've been hurting
I wish I had some way to say

You're going through so much
Don't you know that I could be the one to hold you

Every single day
I find it hard to say
I could be yours alone
You will see someday
That all along the way
I was yours to hold
I was yours to hold

I'm stretching but you're just out of reach
You should know
I'm ready when you're ready for me
And I'm waiting for the right time
For the day I catch your eye
To let you know
That I'm yours to hold

Every single day
I find it hard to say
I could be yours alone
You will see someday
That all along the way
I was yours to hold
I was yours to hold

Every single day

I find it hard to say
I could be yours alone
You will see someday
That all along the way
I was yours to hold
I was yours to hold

I'm stretching but you're just out of reach

I'm ready when you're ready for me

It did fit perfectly. Her phone went off. Checking the caller ID, she saw it was Prowl.

"Prowl what's up?" Cora asked.

"I just wish to inform you that Megatron's court day is in a few hours. It would be best if you and Optimus showed up to testify," said Prowl. "I will be sending a message to the Decepticons to show up as well to try to fend their leader. Might as well since the judge will also be bringing up his previous actions. Megatron is sending instructions to them on what to do."

"All right Prowl. Oh and I got more evidence from my place that was missed. I'll bring it over soon," said Cora.

"Cora, we have identified the murderer," said Thundercracker.

"I'll be there," said Cora. She went to the command center. A picture of a pure black man, not in a racist way, was displayed on the big screen. The name Obsidian Onyx was under the picture. Cora shivered at the look of the man.

"Mom a letter just came in," said a small boy with purple and blue hair.

"Thank you Rumble," Soundwave praised the little six year old. "You did a good job bringing this straight to us."

"Mom?" Cora asked.

"Soundwave is able to get pregnant. He is what one would call a hermaphrodite. He was raped almost 7 years ago by one of his brother's friends," said Shockwave. "I took the twins in as my own when I married Soundwave."

"Shockwave saved me and brought me back to the safety of the Nemesis after killing him," said Soundwave. "I had twins, Rumble and Frenzy. Hook was amazed that it could even happen. It is very unique and probably only happened once or twice ever in human history. I am highly strange and unique. It is one of the reasons why I was abused."

"Interesting. Well he looks very cute Soundwave," said Cora, having already known that Soundwave had pets that he called his children.

"Anyway this is Obsidian Onyx. He is a serial killer and does it for joy. It says that he suddenly disappeared a few years back," said Starscream.

"Well looks like he's back now," said Skywarp. "Can I torture him Star?"

"No we need him," said Astrotrain. "This thing is Megatron's ticket out."

"It lists his victims," said Thundercracker. "Hey look Skyfire's name is on the list. Oh sorry Starscream, I forgot."

Starscream shut his eyes closed tightly, curling his hands into fists. He had wanted to know what happened to his dear friend and lover. Knowing that he was one of the many victims of this serial killer didn't help. Skywarp and Thundercracker held Starscream to them, soothing him by rubbing his back and arms.

"Skyfire?" Cora asked.

"He was Starscream's first friend and lover when they were 13. He went missing," Blitzwing said quietly.

"Well it says that he takes them to a cabin in the forest just outside of town," Cora read. "This was updated not too long ago. Looks like someone is trying to leak info about this guy to get rid of him."

"I'm checking it out. There could be a chance that Skyfire is alive," said Starscream, racing out of the room.

Cora's phone went off again. She checked and it was Nightsun.

"Hey Night, what's up?" Cora questioned.

"Hey there's this creep following me. He's completely black. Like I can't see anything. And this shadow light comes off of him, like in Dragon Ball when the Sayians power up."

"Where are you?" Cora felt her breath hitch and chest tighten. They found her best friend.

"By the forest on the east side of town for my weekly walk. Bumblebee is supposed to be meeting me and we were going to go look at the fall colors of the trees."

"Stay nearby so we can find you. Try to ignore him. Run if he tries anything."

"Will do. He's just standing there. He doesn't know I'm watching him."

Cora hung up and turned to the gathered Decepticons. They had heard the conversation and headed out. Soundwave took Cora in his car, speeding out and to the forest. They took short cuts to advoid being pulled over for speeding. At least 17 other cars followed Soundwave.

"There!"

Cora pointed to Nightsun and saw the man next to a tree. They came to a screeching stop, running out. Dirge, Thrust, and Ramjet circled Nightsun while Blitzwing, Astrotrain, and the Constructicons tackled Obsidian, taking him by suprise. The killer yelled, demanding that they let go. Shockwave produced cuffs that immobilized the wearer.

"We got him," said Soundwave.

"Hey court starts in a few hours. We should bring him in while it goes on and surprise everyone there. Well you guys will. I will already be there with Optimus. I will bring the evidence we gathered. I will say that I went to a friend and got help analyzing the DNA of the hair and fingerprints. When they ask how you guys knew, just say you were spying on what I was doing to try to get Megatron out. I am going to make us lose on purpose."

"Thanks for the help," said Nightsun. She saw her boyfriend running over.

"Nightsun! I'm here to... save... you... Oh Primus," Bumblebee slowed down, looking at the many Decepticons around him. "Uh Hey there. What a coincidence that we met up. Night, plans changed. Prowl wants us at court when they put Megatron on trial. We need to go. Oh hey Cora. Cora?!"

"Hey Bee, I was just hanging out with Nightsun for a bit. Then these nice gentlemen saved us from this guy here," Cora improvised, hiding her secret. "Thank you again for helping us."

"Of course, we couldn't let such pretty women be harmed," said Shockwave, catching on.

"Uh yeah, let's go," said Bumblebee, taking both women to his car parked not too far away. Cora was thankful she had her messenger bag with the evidence already.

~~~000 (A/N: This is where you pretend I know what I am doing. I don't do law stuff. Too confusing to me.)

"As you can see your honor, this evidence can go either way," said Prowl.

Megatron growled at that statement. Prowl had presented the evidence and still made him look like the bad guy. Swindle, surprisingly, was his lawyer. It wouldn't surprise him that he had used a disguise and fake ids and papers to become one. He shot a glance at Cora and Optimus, who sat at the opposite table.

The woman scowled during the entire time. Optimus took it as a sign that she was accepting the evidence provided. In reality, she was getting tired of all the games. Prowl went to the projector and turned it on, showing the Decepticon symbol.

"This is slag. I told you that wasn't my symbol Prowl," Megatron said.

"Yes I was getting to that," Prowl said. He held up a recorder, the same one he had during the interrogation. He played it and the judge listened to the confession. Cora now understood why Starscream acted the way he did when his brother mentioned Skyfire. She hoped that this Skyfire was found alive. "This was retrieved when Megatron was questioned about his actions."

"Lies," Optimus muttered under his breath. Cora knew better. She stood up.

"Your honor, may I speak?" Cora asked.

"Yes you may," the judge said, his eyes softening.

"I have in this bag items retrieved from my home where the murder of my father took place. I found a bullet shell, hair, and fingerprints. While walking around, I found a pocket pistol, a Kel-Tec P-32 .32 ACP semi-automatic with the same fingerprints on it under a dumpster. I went to a friend from school, who I respectfully will not say, and they analyzed the DNA. They found who really committed it," said Cora, holding up her bag.

"Cora, does this mean that you are taking his side?" Optimus asked with hurt.

"No I am not Orion. I only provide the truth. I hardly know Megatron, given you like to keep me in the dark about a lot. I only do that right thing and that is telling the truth about what I know," said Cora. "Prowl, would you like to give this to the judge please?"

The police officer took the bag, laying out her evidence on the podium. The judge looked it over. He hummed as he examined each piece. The doors suddenly flew open, Starscream leading the group. His face had tear stains on it. Cora wondered if he found his lover dead. Behind him a paralyzed Obsidian Onyx glared as he was dragged by Thundercracker and Skywarp. Soundwave, Shockwave, the Stunticons, and Hook came in as well.

"What is the meaning of this?" the judge asked.

"I bring you the true murderer. This man had framed us into doing a crime Megatron never committed," said Starscream, grabbing the man and tossing him down. "This is Obsidian Onyx, a serial killer that went missing. This piece of slag has hid in a cabin outside of town. I went there myself as soon as I heard that he had my lover's name on his list of victims. I was lucky to find Skyfire alive and he is now resting in our HQ."

"Megatron: is innocent. Proof: all presented," said Soundwave.

"Yes but the other charges of many assaults and kidnapping," said the judge.

"We can solve that as well. Here I bring the medical files as requested of each of us. You can even see the results of what happened to us upon our bodies. And we all know a child cannot lie," said Hook, bringing Motormaster forward. "This is Motormaster, our newest member with his brothers. He was saved by Megatron from his parents, who intended to torture and kill them."

"It's true. I got badly hurt when I tried protecting my brothers. I was about to die when this man saved us. Then two more came and they fought. Megatron got badly hurt by that man over there," Motormaster testified, pointing to Optimus. "We were very lucky that our prayers were answered. We get to live our lives now without fear."

The judge thought hard. It was really difficult to deny what a child said, especially one that could not know what a lie is and only spoke truth. He could see it. Cora smiled, thinking of the song Stand Up by Mel McDaniel. They were testifying and it wasn't looking good for their side. Optimus frowned, knowing that this was leading to Megatron's release.

"What do you say about this Megatron?" the judge asked.

"It is true. You heard why we fight. The law has done nothing and I hate seeing people suffer," said Megatron. "We get praised by many children who aren't yet apart of my cause, thanking us for saving friends and family when they were too afraid to speak up. I do what is right. This included the deceased Ironhide and the injured Cogman. I saw him injured and tried my best to assist in any way I could. I did see this man run from the house shortly after the gunshot."

"Will the jury go back and reach a verdict?" The judge dismissed them.

Megatron waited for the jury to judge. Obsidian hated being exposed and caught. Nightsun patted Cora, giving her reassurance that they would lose and Megatron would be set free. Optimus fisted his hands.

"What are you thinking about?" Cora asked.

"That I may be wrong. I hate the feeling and there is no way I am apologizing to Megatron. I cannot deny your evidence that you found," said Optimus. "Megatron cannot be trusted and neither can the Decepticons."

"Even the children here today?" Cora raised an eyebrow.

"Even them," Optimus nodded.

Ten minutes later the jury came back in. They sat down, but the old woman at the front remained standing. She cleared her throat.

"The defendant Megatron is innocent," she announced.

The Decepticons cheered. Megatron smiled, rejoining his members. He hugged Starscream and patted his back, whispering something to him. Cora hid her smile and Optimus walked out, completely enraged. He was sure that Megatron had killed his father. To be made a fool and wrong in front of everyone in town, it was disgraceful.

~~~000

"I'm so happy," Cora celebrated, kissing Megatron as she laughed.

"Want me to distract your brother and the rest?" Nightsun asked.

"Please do," said Cora. She mouthed a thank you to her friend. "Wanna go out and celebrate?"

"Just as long as you are there with me," Megatron purred, kissing her deeply.

Be unknown to them, Prowl was watching in shock. He knew he had to tell Optimus that his sister was with Megatron. He backed out, intending on telling Optimus.

"I really loved your poems and writings," said Cora while walking out. "They hold so much."

"Thank you," said Megatron. "I've been doing it for years to pass the time."

~~~present time— Autobot base after Cogman wakes up

"Nightsun, while we still have the gang together, I want to ask you a question," Bumblebee said, reaching into his pocket and going to a knee. He opened up the little box and revealed a small silver band. "I know it isn't the best ring, just plain metal. But will you marry me?"

The catcalls started by the Twins got the rest going. They whistled and whooped at Nightsun to agree. She couldn't speak, wordlessly nodding. Bumblebee grinned widely, slipping the ring onto her left ring finger and hugging her. The noise got louder when the gang started to clap and congratulate them. She would tell Cora later when she returned from her date with Megatron tomorrow since they were spending time with each other.

"We are gonna have some awesome parties," said Jazz, clapping a hand on Bumblebee's shoulder. "Ah got it going now how it will work out. Ya are gonna love the married life Bee. Ah know Ah do with Prowler."

"Thanks Jazz," said Bumblebee.

Prowl slipped away and went to Optimus' office to inform his busy leader of the engagement. He knocked and waited for permission to be let in. Optimus was reading over reports, having hardly went home after the trial.

"Sir, I thought you would like to know that Bumblebee just got engaged to Nightsun," said Prowl.

"I shall congratulate them later," said Optimus, setting down the report. "Was there something else?"

"Yes there is. I should of told you the day of the trial. I went to give Cora her bag back, and I saw her with Megatron. They were kissing," said Prowl. "I got caught up with work and was unable to tell you until now."

"Are you certain?" Optimus asked, eyes widening.

"Yes I am. There is no doubt that she and Megatron are together as a couple," said Prowl.

"How could she? I told her to stay away from Decepticons," Optimus vented, one hand covering his eyes. "Why didn't she listen to me? Now she's with him. Prowl I want Cora monitored. When she is out of school and graduated, I want you to bring her in. That gives me five months to prepare to confront her about it. I'm not ready and she needs to finish college."

"Of course sir. Shall we keep this silent for now?" Prowl asked.

"Yes. I don't want anyone else to know," said Optimus.