Hello! Chapter seven is here at last! Despite the mandatory over time I've been slapped with all week… This is part two of Cass's doctors appointment and I'm sorry that it's a little drawn out. I was kind of half asleep while writing it. I did throw in a little bit of Soundwave affection for anyone who's searching for it. No smut yet, but hang in there… And I will also being adding more characters into the mix later on.
Special shout out to Lightrunner and Guest: Thank you Lightrunner for being such a keen reader. It's okay if you don't like Megatron, but Cass loves you! XD And to Guest, I do not know if are one person or if this is multiple people sending small messages, but thank you all the same for the support!
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MERCY
Chapter 7
Turn Your Helm and Cough Pt. 2
"Ow! Ow! Owww!" Knockout cringed under the violent thrashing from one of Soundwave's data-feelers. The silent mech was increasingly growing more and more impatient with the duo, and the only reason he spared Breakdown from discipline was because he was being so kind to Cass.
"OW!" The red mech threw his arms over his helm as he barked irritated. "Okay! Okay! You made your fraggin' point! Back off and let me work!"
"Focus." Soundwave retracted his feeler and flexed his EM field angerly.
"C-Commander Soundwave?" Cass shook. "Please don't be upset. I—!"
"Don't worry about him." Breakdown soothed the younger mech, his large servo caressing Cass's shoulder. "You just lie back and relax. Take another deep intake, and if you think it helps close your optics." As the Vehicon's chassis slowly rose and fell in reprieve, the large blue mech walked over to Soundwave.
"Keep yourself in check, Commander." Breakdown growled softly. "You have made your concerns perfectly clear, but your behavior is making Cass more nervous than he already is. It is obvious you two are close, so when you become upset around him, he becomes upset as well." To emphasize his point, the former wrecker pointed to the door. "If you can't manage your emotions you should leave, and when you do, I will make sure you stay out this time. Understood?"
There was one thing Soundwave could not stand, and that was being talked down to by someone less intelligent then he was, but what was more intolerable was the fact that Breakdown was right. His glass visor glanced over to Cass and watched him lie back onto the berth. His chest was still heaving gently on slow intakes and he finally calmed himself enough to allow Knockout to continue his exam, but he was still very frightened. The communications officer lifted his helm back up at Breakdown and nodded. "Request." He sighed mutely. "Forgiveness."
"It's fine." Breakdown also sighed, feeling a little guilty for being so harsh towards the third in command. Of course that feeling was immediately replaced with relief when Soundwave didn't get upset with him like he did Knockout. "Just do Cass a favor and take a few deep intakes yourself."
"Understood." Soundwave straightened himself. "Another request: Continue tending to Vehicon drone CA-591-AN."
"Not a problem." The larger mech huffed. "Just stay here and trust us to work." Breakdown finally walked back to Cass's side. The young mech was occasionally jittering from Knockout's treatment. The medic had reset the E-Stem to a lower frequency, but as he placed the object at the outside of Cass's spike it still gave off a surprising shock. The unpressurized member was still recoiled in his proto-form, and it would momentarily jolt and retract. This process was repeated multiple times until Knockout was satisfied with the responses he received.
"Alright. Everything looks okay here." The red mech said as he closed the top paneling. "No visible damage, good timing to stimulation, very healthy…"
"See? That wasn't so bad was it?" Breakdown rested his arm along the berth above the drone's helm, smiling down at him. Cass would've awkwardly smiled back if his faceplate was uncovered, but he nodded and hummed quietly instead.
"We're not done yet." Knockout handed the E-Stem back to Breakdown. "I still have to look over your valve." Breakdown handed his partner a damp cloth and watched him clean his talons thoroughly. "Now for this procedure I won't be using any tools. I will be using my digits, and I will have to check both the outside and the inside of your valve."
Cass tensed at the image of Knockout inserting his metallic fingers. They looked sharper then Megatron's after all, but he was distracted from this thought when Breakdown offered his other servo to him. "This next part is going to be a little more uncomfortable then the last one. So feel free to take my servo and squeeze it if you need too."
"I… I don't know about that." Cass momentarily lifted his servo, but then tucked it under his chin. "That's very kind of you, but I… Um…"
Breakdown's smile widened. "Are you worried you'll hurt me?"
"Oh, no. I just… Well…" The drone stammered, noticing that Knockout had been watching him the whole time. The medic didn't come off as the jealous type, and he wasn't glaring at Cass so much as he was staring in curiosity, but the young model decided he didn't want to test those waters.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Breakdown laughed at Cass's shyness. "You're not scared of Knockout, are you?" The large blue mech reached under the drone's jawline, and carefully scooped his small servo into his own. "Don't be. He might have an obscure type of bedside manner, but he'd never hurt a patient."
"Not when I'm still working on him at least." Knockout snorted at Breakdown's comment of him. "Obscure bedside manner… I don't have a bedside manner. That's what my assistant is for."
"And what a lovely assistant he is." Breakdown rapidly fluttered his optics and pursed his dermas comically. To everyone's amazement, Cass giggled, and he wrapped his small servo around one of the blue mech's large digits. "Oh! I bet you any amount of credits there's a smile under that mask."
"Heh! Save your imaginary currency for later. There's more work to do." The red mech couldn't stop himself from chuckling a bit, but he had to quickly compose himself. He was still a little annoyed, and he wasn't ready to slip out of his bad mood just yet. "Now that you're more relaxed, I'm going to start by checking the outside of your valve for any tares or discoloration. I can see some swelling around the outer rim, which is normal after interfacing, but when I touch you, I need you to stay as still as possible for me. No matter how sensitive you are, because I don't want to accidently hurt you more if you are injured anywhere. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes sir." Cass nodded and took another deep intake as if it was now a reflex.
"Alright. Here we go." With steady servos he tenderly stroked his digit along the outside if Cass's outer valve. Then he slowly started pinching and stretching the swollen mesh to test its elasticity. Naturally, Cass tensed a little from the touch, but he bit his bottom derma and kept silent. "How are you feeling?" Knockout continued communicating with the young drone trying to distract him from more discomfort.
"Honestly, everything is still a little tender." He replied quietly.
"Well, just hang in there for a few more minutes." The medic nodded his helm in understanding. "It won't be long now."
"Before Knockout examines your inner structure, I need you to tell me if you've been experiencing pain anywhere. Are you still feeling sore any place?" Breakdown asked.
"Yes," Cass answered wearily, "earlier before I arrived, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. It's not as bad now, but I can still feel a small ache."
"Can you point to where you can still feel it?" The giant mech kept smiling. With a nervous twitch, Cass lifted his free servo and pointed to the middle of his black plating. Just above the top where it split into a V shape. Knockout stared at him with a contorted expression. He knew from previous evaluations of his leader that he was a very large mech, but the fact he could reach that far back made the veteran medic blush.
"Woah…" The red mech muttered with wide optics. "I don't know whether to be impressed or horrified."
"What does that mean?" The Vehicon gripped Breakdown's digit again. "Should I be worried?"
"You? Worried?" Knockout snickered. "Why would you have to worry? It's not like you can get sparked."
"Sparked?" Cass questioned. "What does that mean?"
Breakdown coughed on a surprised choke while Knockout froze entirely. Both of them asking themselves in their head, 'Did he really just ask that?'.
"Are you for real?" The medic finally spoke. "I mean, come on, you're pulling our struts. Right?"
"Um…" The shy drone hunched his shoulders. "No…"
"Holy scrap." Breakdown was on the edge of shock. He glanced over at Soundwave for any clarification but received nothing. After making such a big fuss before, the silent mech decides now of all times to stay silent. "I-uh…" His yellow optics darted back and forward between all three of the other mechs before he settled back on Cass again. He patted the drones' shoulder and grinned awkwardly. "We'll explain when your evaluation is over."
"Speaking of which," Knockout cleared his throat, "there is a good chance I'll need some adhesive Breakdown. Do you have it? Or did I throw that at Soundwave as well?"
"I have it." The blue mech gently set Cass's servo along his chassis and reached for his tray.
"Hand me back the E-Stem as well." The medic started cleaning his digits with the damp cloth a second time. "Take out the charge lock and ad the extension. If he's feeling pain that far in, I want to be sure Megatron didn't tear anything beyond the seal breech." While Breakdown made himself busy, Knockout looked back up at Cass and tenderly placed a servo over the drones' knee joint. "I know I said I was only going to use my digits, but if you're really hurting all the way up your valve canal, I'm going to need a longer instrument to check your internal structure." His partner finished altering the E-Stem and handed it back to Knockout, but he kept the servo on Cass's knee, even being bold enough to slowly rub the joint soothingly.
"I'm going to have Breakdown hold you against the berth, because I'm very positive that this is going to hurt, and I need you to not move. At all."
All the anxiety Cass pushed to the back of his processor built back up to the surface. He tried to cover his mask with his servos, but Breakdown had already stood behind the berth and pushed back his shoulders. The former wreckers' large digits engulfed the small chassis and his palms kneed over the vehicon's tires. This caused Cass's arms to push outward inelegantly, and they shivered uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry I can't hold your servo from this position." Breakdown said remorsefully. "But I won't leave your side. Not for a minute."
"But…" Cass whimpered through tightly closed optics. "But…"
"CA-591-AN: Be still." Soundwave couldn't stand to watch his favorite drone struggle any longer. He stepped over to where Breakdown previously stood and took hold of Cass's servo. "Procedure: Nearly finished. Soundwave: Not leaving." He placed his helm against the Vehicons' and pulsed calming waves through his EM field. "Be still." He repeated. "Be still."
"Commander…" Cass whispered and leaned into the comforting touch. The shaking stopped almost instantly, and his engine began to purr in appreciation. Breakdown and Knockout eyed each other across the berth and debated non-verbally whether or not this gesture was platonic… Or something more.
"Knockout." Soundwave briefly lifted his helm to stare at the medic. "Please: Finish evaluation."
Knockout didn't realize he was gaping at the duo. He quickly shook his helm and reached into his subspace to pull out his hand-held monitor. "Yes. One minute." He fumbled with the hand-held and the E-Stem, but stopped when he realized Breakdown forgot to hand him the adhesive he asked for earlier. "Breakdown, you forgot the—. Oh!"
Knockout flinched when a data feeler flew in front of his helm, but he blinked dumbfounded when he wasn't beaten with it. Coiled in the tentacle was a long tube of adhesive. "Um… Yep! That'd be it."
The flustered medic took the tube and balanced it on his knee for later. In the meantime he put his focus back on his hand-held. A minute later the E-Stem made a beeping noise, and he looked up at Cass whom was still allowing Soundwave to nuzzle him.
"I'm going to insert the E-Stem slowly and gently swirl around your walls to find any lacerations. I'm more then certain I will find some. Are you ready?"
"Yes sir." Cass answered. It was the calmest he had been the entire time in the med bay, and it was helping him vastly as Knockout followed through with his instructions. The drone hissed at the feeling of cold medal lining at the outside of his valve, and he tucked his helm further under Soundwave's chin as the E-Stem crawled inside of him. Knockout was very pleased when the valve began lubricating naturally from the intrusion.
"So far so good." The red mech pondered mostly to himself. "The inner walls have returned to its natural elasticity. You're still a bit tight so it's good to see you're lubricating without any issues, and as for your seal…"
"Ah-hah!" The poor drone cried the moment the E-Stem brushed past where his seal was once placed. Soundwave wrapped his free servo behind Cass's helm and tried to hold him in place. Breakdown had also placed a firm but gentle pressure on the Vehicon's shoulders.
"Looks like I found it." Knockout tried to sound sympathetic, but it was never really his strong suit. "According to my readings, this is already healing naturally, so I won't be adding anything to interfere with that. Brace yourself though kid, because I'm going to push in a little further now."
"Mm-hm…" Cass nodded. He shook again and hitched on held back sobs. Soundwave held him tighter, and if he could take his pain away from him, he would. All he could do was keep sending him soothing signals and a supportive embrace.
"Deep intakes now. I'm almost to the end." The medic didn't even have that much time to finish his sentence, before Cass howled into his commander's neck cables. Knockout's hand-held lit up with whirling lights and beeps. "Oh yeah. Just as I expected. Looks like you have a small abrasion below where your gestation lock would be. Of course it doesn't exactly feel small, does it?"
He didn't wait for a reply, not that Cass had a mindset too. Knockout adjusted the base of the E-Stem upward and attached the tube to the end of the handle. "Now I'm going to add some quick drying adhesive to the end. It's medicated so it will help relieve the pain. You'll feel some pressure and a warming sensation, but it will be quick."
"You hear that?" Breakdown squeezed the younger model's frame in a comforting manner. "We're almost done. You're doing great." There was no reaction at all. No verbal answer, no body twitch, not even a gasp. "Cass? Are you still with us?"
Cass had gone completely limp against Soundwave's chassis, and the third in command gently lifted his helm up. His red optic slit was dark, and he wasn't responding to Soundwave's transmissions. The silent mech nearly panicked until Breakdown knelt down on the other side of the berth to look at the monitors behind them. "Poor kid." He smiled in relief, being a little concerned himself. "Megatron must've really wore him down. He just passed out."
"Understandable." Knockout shrugged. "I imagine he didn't get a lot of recharge the night before, and he's so small." While he started injecting the adhesive through the E-Stem, he looked up at the monitor himself. "Looks like he hasn't refueled yet either. His energon levels are low, even for a drone."
The red mech finally finished with his treatment and gently pulled out the medical utensil, then manually closed Cass's bottom panel before standing. He noticed Soundwave was still holding the Vehicon's servo. Knockout sighed and began to reposition the medical berth.
"We don't have to bother moving him right now." Knockout assured the worried mech, despite the fact he still resented Soundwave for his arrogance towards him and Breakdown. "If he doesn't have any duties today, he can rest here for the day. I'll even have a cube ready for him when he wakes up."
Breakdown stood up and patted his partner on the back. "Don't worry Soundwave, we'll take care of him." He leaned over Knockout's helm and snuggled his audio. "You're such a softy."
"I will break you…" Knockout said blatantly, noticeably still angry.
"Query." Soundwave's visor homed in directly at Knockout. "Proposition: Honest proposal?"
"Geez… Where is the trust?" Knockout sulked. "Do you really think after all the work I put into this patient I'd let him deteriorate from exhaustion?"
The silent mech once again, to no one's surprise remained silent and stared unwavering at the medic. Growling in resentment, Knockout sighed in frustration. "Never mind. There is no winning with you. Just leave and—."
Soundwave's visor flashed immediately in front of the duo, and a schedule table lined up along the screen. The third in command was always in charge of scheduling, due mostly to Megatron's trust in him. Quickly he lingered on both Breakdown and Knockout's separate time tables and switched them, so they lined up for next week. They would have an entire five days off together, and two days working simultaneously together. Then in front of their very optics, Soundwave pulled up the recording from last night and deleted it as promised. Knockout nearly cried in liberation. A large weight had definitely been lifted off of his neatly polished shoulders and in an unexpected sign of appreciation, he reached over the berth. He clasped his servos around Soundwave's helm and kissed his glass visor eagerly. Breakdown could see the nervous static tingle over the stoic mech's hull and he laughed at the unusual sight.
"You beautiful mech you!" Knockout expressed through multiple kisses. "All is forgiven! Thankyou!Thankyou!Thankyou!Thankyou!"
Soundwave pushed Knockout away with both arms stretched straight out. "Request." His transmissions crackling with uncontrollable pulses. "Save affection for appointed time off."
Breakdown was desperately trying to calm himself enough to also say thank you, but the two mechs in front of him were not making it easy for him. With tearing optics and shaking shoulders he snickered out a forced gratitude. "Really… Thanks a lot Soundwave…"
"Medical assistant Breakdown: Audience with Megatron still stands." Soundwave walked away from the overzealous medic.
"Yes, obviously." The blue mech nodded. "I'll be right behind you." The third in command hesitated when he reached the bay doors, and he turned his visor onto Cass one last time. Lazarbeak hummed over her master's chassis after reluctantly staying quite for so long. She cooed and jittered to distract him, and Soundwave acknowledged his symbiotes kindness by stroking her along her wings.
"Again Soundwave don't worry." Breakdown encouraged him positively. "Cass is still in good servos. Knockout will keep him safe while I'm gone, and he'll be here when you get back."
"Affirmative." Soundwave said his drawn-out goodbyes then left feeling more at ease and trusting of the two.
The lovers where finally left alone, aside from the drone still recharging in the room. Once Knockout laid the medical berth out flat, he pushed back some of the monitors and began cleaning the mess he made around the med bay. He stopped the minute Breakdown embraced him from behind. "You're not going to say goodbye to me?"
"Not sure." Knockout smirked. "I'm still a little irritated with the way you embarrassed me in front of Megatron." He was obviously fibbing by the way he swayed against Breakdown's large frame. "How will you make it up to me?"
"I don't know yet." The larger mech turned his lover around and kissed him tenderly. "But I now have five days to figure it out."
"Ah…." Knockout sighed eagerly into the kiss. "Don't take too long with Megatron… We've got a score to keep after all."
"Yeah, whose counting?" Breakdown kissed him one last time before letting the red mech go. "I love you, and I'll be back soon."
"I love you too." The red mech swatted at him gently. "Now go. The sooner you're gone, the sooner you can come back."
He was gone after he squeezed Knockout's servo lovingly and left his lover alone with Cass. "You know what?" The medic smiled and leered over the recharging mech. "I was extremely reserved about breaking the rules with you, but you just might have been the luckiest thing to ever happen to me." The medic was suddenly distracted by the anticipated flashing monitors. Everything was functioning normally, aside from the apparent low energon levels, but what caught Knockout's attention was Cass's EM field. "Hm… Strange." He tapped on the screen curiously. "These readings don't make any sense… What is going on here?"
Knockout calculated his data and corrected his screen multiple times, but the readings stayed exactly the same. He shook his helm in disbelief and gawked over the small Vehicon. "What are you?"
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