A start of a new day on Cybertron came once again. The cybertronian ground was beginning to warm up. The light hit many of the chambers throughout the planet, but only a handful of bots in Iacon were touched by the soft light. The planet seemed to be going along fine since the war was over and the rebuilding had started. The main hall of Iacon was well on its way of being done. The vehicons, along with Bulkhead and Wheeljack set out to work on the important building. The green mech was happy to have the other Wrecker as company while they both helped with the construction. The white wrecker had been looking for some thrilling action, but had no luck; he decided to be of some use and still get to talk to his old friend. The two shared laughs as they both instructed the vehicons' tasks. Wheeljack had a hard time containing himself from blowing up part of the construction site along with a few of the workers, but managed with his friend's conversation. Many others were still in recharge, while some were awoken from it. A series of loud bangs came from just outside the medical bay, Knockout along with his patients were awoken and startled by the noise. "Someone better be dying," Knockout said furious as he opened the door to the outside.

"Someone's dying," said a voice franticly and more rapid than usual. "I can bring him here, I wasn't sure if I should have, he isn't far. Should I have brought him to you? Oh Primus, what if he died because of him? Oh dear, hold on I'll be back." Knockout only had time open his mouth before the blue mech raced off. In one blink he was back and holding a vehicon in his arms. The red mech was still trying to understand the situation as the other raced inside and set the vehicon down. Everybot in the medical bay was startled by the new patient. The red glow from the purple mech's wide optic lens was fading as the rest of him went limp. "I found him on my nightly run that, well turned into my morning run, I was running all night can you believe that? Anyway he was just like this when I found him then I came to you and then went back brought him here again and here we are!"

Everybot only caught a few words, but understood the gist. The light slowly came back on from the patient. "What the-" The red mech was suddenly on the ground. Above him stood the vehicon, his head drooped down and to one side. It slowly walked closer to the mech on the ground; it limped to him slowly until Knockout suddenly found himself against a wall. A large tongue-like device appeared out of the purple mech's mouth along with talon like teeth. It was a sudden flash before the creature was on the floor unmoving. The creature was headless and had a huge hole where the spark used to be. Knockout looked from the vehicon up to his savior. Elita stood above both the living mech and the not-so living one. She had two small cannon devices erupting from her shoulder blades. Smoke blew from them before she put her arms down and the pink metal covered the weapon and simply made her shoulders whole again. Knockout stared at the femme in awe, "Wow!"

Starscream awoke from the most peaceful sleep he has had in the last three days. He found himself curled up next to his former master. It was most definitely a rare occurrence that they would be cuddling after an interface free night. The two only cuddled and recharged, well Starscream did most of the cuddling while Megatron just laid there. The seeker let his mind wander off until he remembered of the small object in his hand. After the two mech's interfaced Megatron found Starscream's decepticon badge that he dropped on the floor and handed it to him. The flyer placed it on the side table and now it was in his hands. He traced the seams of it as he recalled asking the former autobot medic if he could hold on to it. He didn't think it was that silly to keep it, it would be a historical artifact to future generations. Looking at the metal piece reminded him of so much. His chest plate seemed so bare without it, but again there was no need for it to be proudly on his chassis like it had been in eons ago.

This is Starscream, my second in command, and I am Megatron, the leader of the decepticons." Rumors of the two being together quickly spread but died down after the war began to escalate. No one ever thought of the two being in a relationship when the battle came to earth, and their relationship didn't even really exist then. When he joined the decepticons once again, his spark was not only spared by Megatron's own hand, but Megatron even saved his him from the hand of his former commander, Dreadwing, they established that they were forever tied to each other through their bond they made ever so long ago. They had a wonderful connection before the war, the only ones that really knew of this were themselves, Soundwave, and Orion Pax at the time. Soundwave and Orion were very close to the former gladiator, but Starscream couldn't really connect with them. Starscream only held friendships with his sparkmate and his brothers. With that last thought he wrapped his arms and legs around Megatron once again before drifting in a light stage of recharge.

Smokescreen awoke from recharge to find the blue two-wheeler wrapped in his arms. His surprise expression quickly turned turned into a soft smile. He squeezed his grip on her small chassis. He couldn't recall the two snuggling on the berth, but Smokescreen let the question pass, he could ask her later. He listened to the soft sounds of her engines running. He softly held her hand and noticed how delicate it was compared to his own hand. Her digits were nicely shaped along with her palm. His digits were thick and square, his palm was the same.

He truly didn't like her in the beginning of his journey on earth, but slowly she grew on him. The age difference was basically the only reason the two had trouble in the pass, he was younger, she made him feel immature and childish. She seemed so wise, but was full of energy. The two being together was strange at first, but their relationship seemed so normal and slow-paced. Sometimes the mech wanted the stages of their relationship to go by faster; it was too slow at times for his pace. The pace only made him crave more, but it was worth it when the two went to a higher level, the wait made it so much more enjoyable. The itch was strong for the mech, but having it finally scratched was the greatest feeling. He gently gave a soft kiss on the top her helm before closing his optics once again.

Everything seemed very peaceful on Cybertron that morning, the war had been over and the rebuilding was going on nicely, Old friends were bonding, and two couples was cuddling in silence, but as the former autobot leader once said, "there is more than meets the eye."

Notes

I hope Knockout doesn't seems to be falling in love with Elita, I really just see Knockout being impressed by her, but not fond of her. I really love Elita X Optimus and I plan on hitting that a couple a bit harder when I get a chance. I didn't mention anything else with the medical bay to have it more involved in chapter eleven.