14 Magnitude: Prime Blood: Leah 7

Where have you been all my life? For I never see you out anymore. Where have you been all my life.

{Still past: Leah and Ultra Magnus as humans}

****Wheeljack's lab

Wheeljack calls Leah and Magnus to the lab. Just the two of them. He doesn't want to concern anyone else yet. So Leah and Magnus stand on the nearby counter looking down at their two 'Bot bodies laying side by side. Wheeljack turns his back. Leah slips her hand into Magnus' and gives him a secret smile. Magnus joins her smile and gives her hand a squeeze. When Wheeljack turns around, they step away from each other.

He faces them directly, "Alright, that blasted orb has something to do with all this. Magnus, I think it has to do with the virus."

Magnus crosses his arms, "Wheeljack, no duh. I'm the one who told you that and we have been all over that. Now out with it."

Wheeljack his trying to quell the really bad news. Leah barks at him as well in full command tone, "Wheeljack, what's the verdict?"

Wheeljack points to them, "Show me your right shoulders." Magnus knows what he is getting at, but Leah narrows her gaze in confusion.

Magnus nods encouragingly, "It's alright."

Swiftly he strips of his over shirt and yanks up the t-shirt on his powerful bicep. Leah's heart flushes knowing what it is like to be comforted in those strong arms and rounded shoulders. A mixture of battlefield strength and sweet rest. Her fingers fumble over the buttons on her own over shirt. Magnus smirks watching her yank up her own t-shirt sleeve.

His own reaction is much the same. A woman strong enough to tug injured comrades from the field and yet soft and sweet enough to curl a general's head to her breast and keep it there while he drops in blissful exhaustion mumbling her name.

Wheeljack leans in and scrutinizes the raised marking on their arms, also no fool. He's been around Spike and Carley enough. Magnus and Leah are in love with each other on a very deep level. He flares his spark in hope for the Autobot Leader, a prayer answered. It also pangs him with what he has to tell the couple. Staving off the news until he has his facts confirmed, continues.

Magnus has a black Autobot shield flecked with gold. Wheeljack hums and ha's when he notices Leah's similar marking. "Curious. I would have expected an Earth flag. Must be a mark of the virus." Then he goes back to his monitor to make notes.

Magnus sees his faction's shield on her arm. As he redresses he whispers to Leah in a tender lit, "It has to do with where your heart lies." He winks.

Leah's shoulders sag whispering back, "How do you know?"

Magnus leans in again, "Said so in Optimus' notes."

Wheeljack turns back, looking grave, "As you know, Ultra Magnus, when the shield turns into a solid plate, it undoubtedly means death."

Magnus points a finger back, "But that has never happened yet. And it still won't because you will have this figured out by then."

Wheeljack doesn't look happy at Magnus' orders, "Look we've never dealt with a human 'Bot before."

Magnus finishes the buttons, "Casey."

Wheeljack points back, "That was different."

"How?" Magnus challenges back.

"Manta." Wheeljack retorts back. Then he looks between Magnus and Leah, "Unless Leah is-"

Magnus flushes answering too quickly, "No!"

Wheeljack and Magnus lock eyes. Wheeljack instantly knows, narrows his gaze to a scowl fighting the smile threatening to break out. Magnus growls, "Leah, please leave."

"She stays," Wheeljack retorts not breaking his warning gaze.

Magnus orders both of them this time, "Colonel Fairborn, leave."

"Why?" They both answer.

Magnus steps closer to Wheeljack in full command, "This is a command issue."

Leah doesn't want Magnus making orders about her behind her back, most certainly not now, "Ultra Magnus, I AM a commander."

Magnus whirls around on her, "This is not a human issue."

Leah narrows her vibrant eyes at her lover, "Like scrap! Don't pull that bullshit with me, Prime!"

Now she pushed him too far. He grinds his teeth, "I told you never to call me that!"

Wheeljack crosses his arms over his chest and leans into Magnus further. He asks with a totally cryptic tone, "And what does she call you?"

Magnus' face almost turns purple with rage and blushing. Swiftly, he grabs Leah's arm and forces her out the door, practically dragging her. She barks doing as he bids pounding a finger in his chest solid chest, "This isn't over."

His smile turns warm with his back to his officer, whispering, "I hope not." Now she is beyond angry. But he closes the door in her face before she can retort.

Then very frustrated with Wheeljack, he barks back, "Out with it! Quit dancing around the point."

Wheeljack doesn't change his stance, "Should I order the fudge first?"

Magnus freezes. He had heard the old team talk about fudge, now he understands clearly. Ironhide, Ratchet, Optimus, Sideswipe, even Bee. The gift Poco had given Optimus. A gift she had given him on their night of confession. It became a sign of human mates and the bitter sweetness of being in love but being separated by species and duty. Painfully supported. Loved but separated.

If Wheeljack knows of the symbolism of Fudge, then that begs his own question; carefully he looks up to Wheeljack and cocks his head, "Are you partaking?"

Wheeljack gasps at the insinuation that he has gone human too, "Slag no! How could you ask that?!"

Magnus scrutinizes his science officer for signs of truth or lies. After a long enough staring contest, Magnus changes his stance and flips his hand up, "Get on with it. I don't have all day."

Wheeljack points to Leah's Autobot body, "She needs to go back, and soon."

Magnus sighs heavily knowing the scientists tone does not bode of good tidings, "Explain."

"Apparently, as strong as that virus is to bring us to our human knees, it is temporary. Transformer biology overrides human DNA. It has a different effect on the humans-turned-'Bot."

"Connie," Magnus tries to counter.

Wheeljack rubs his brow and chuckles, "Yeah, well you know Ratchet when he gets determined. He tweaked the dosage a little high. He hadn't intended for it to be that strong and didn't have time to perfect his formula before all Primus broke loose that day. You know Ironhide's temper and how passionate Ratchet can get. Shot Connie with a 98% strength"

"The Decepticons?" The Autobot wonders how many human-'Cons are out there {infiltrators to the EMC?}, or worse: the 'Cons doing their own experiments to bring more Autobots to a more vulnerable form and kill them.

Once again, Wheeljack shakes his head, "I'm sure they have heard rumors, but still no intel. on if they are doing their own experiments."

"If so, not even the Matrix can save us then."

"Amen." Wheeljack frowns in agreement. Both of them switch their gaze back over to the two empty Autobot shells.

Magnus softly asks, "How long?"

Wheeljack also drops his tone, "Couple days, max. That should give you sometime to break the news."

"What about me?"

"It's ready," Wheeljack encourages him.

Magnus steps to his empty side and carefully runs a hand over the shell, "This is just so weird."

Wheeljack smiles, "Yeah, well it's a little weird working with this side of you, as well." The two friends smile at each other. Then he lays it all out, "Magnus, without control of the Matrix, I don't know about you switching back and forth like Optimus did. I think it would be best to sever all ties to your human side. Colonel Fairborn as well. I think it would be safer to stay in your stronger metallic bodies. You know we need all the 'Bots we can get, as well. And an added commander could make things easier for you until the Matrix…." Magnus just nods. Magnus looks over to Leah's 'Bot body. "How do you think she will take the news?" Magnus just silently shakes his head. "Well, I'm glad I'm not in your shoes to break the news to her."

Wheeljack slides one more line out there to bless Magnus, "We could use some more femmes, you know. Especially one who can deal with a certain royal blue commander."

Magnus raises his hand to stave off Wheeljack telling him to take Leah as a mate. Instead the white one presses his question even deeper into the Guardian of the Matrix's spark:

"Just answer me this, have you even considered it?"

Pulling his back up straight, turns away from Wheeljack. There is no way he is going to answer that with this mech. Wheeljack is not the person he intended to spill his spark to. Striding down the hall, there's only one he's spilled so deeply to, and now it's really hard, because it's about her this time. Sighing heavily, rubs his heart. It's making strange sensations in his chest and … he just doesn't know what to do with it.

~~00~~

Fuming Colonel Fairborne paces the command center. How could he just boss her around like that? After all they have shared? Leah is in a terrible mood and the crew is hesitant to talk to her. Even the 'Bots. A hurting femme/woman is one thing. And angry Commander is another. Put the two together, a dangerous combination.

When Spike comes in he carefully approaches her, "Ultra Magnus would like you to meet him at the East battlement."

Leah barks loud enough for everyone to hear, "Ultra Magnus can eat bolts for all I care. I'm off duty. Command is yours, Spike."

As soon as the words leave her mouth, she regrets it. Yes it's been eons since she had a relationship and it was never like this with Bill. He supported her fully and everyone KNEW they were in a relationship. And yes they hadn't been married very long when he died. Hell, she's been a widow far longer than she was ever married.

The moment she let Magnus into her heart, her world took on a whole new light. To be to let your hair down with one who completely understands you. Not just physically in the change of species, but the heaviness of this unique command. All the EMC laid on her shoulders. The entire Autobot faction laid on his. They were in bed together with this in more ways than one. How could he dismiss her so easily after all they had said both as professionals and as lovers?

Leah turns but Spike grabs her arm. Surprised she looks back. His voice drops very low, "Please. Just talk to him." The look on his face says more than any word could. Ultra Magnus has to tell her something very bad. In private. About their relationship, no doubt. Leah's heart sinks. Magnus is hurting, and her not answering his earlier calls only made it worse.

Slowly she nods to Spike. He gives her arm a silent squeeze in support of both Magnus and Leah's difficult situation. She was already pretty sure Spike knew about the top two commanders being lovers as well as confidants, this just confirms it. Supports it.

Still it hurt that Magus just shoved her aside so easily.

The east battlement is no easy walk for a human. It's a challenge for the Autobots, but for the humans, it is grueling. But finally she makes it over the rocky out cropping, through the remains of a bunker and to the top of a tower. Over and under she fights if she is mad at Magnus or panging for him. In the end, she is both. Furiously in charge of her hurt as he comes into view.

There he is looking out over the remains of the Autobot's heavily damaged base. Leah stands at attention, "Reporting as ordered, Sir!" She jabs back to him

Magnus doesn't even move. His elbows are propped up on the battlement wall, back arched, shoulders sagging. "Drop it, Leah," he ever so softly pleads.

Leah drops her stiff arm, but doesn't come near him. He ordered her out of the lab and then ordered her here. She will be the good little soldier. Even though right now she can see the real Ultra Magnus in a battle with his thoughts. Finally he holds a hand out to her. It's the warm hand of a friend. Leah comes to his side, but doesn't touch him. A cold distance between them.

Still Magnus doesn't speak. Leah sighs heavily. Still no one speaks. The damage below them is devastating. It was once a secured remote military base. The Transformers had used it to defend against their alien enemies before this civil war. When the Decepticons took over Cybertron and the Autobots were pushed back here the place was decimated. Leah feels like the destruction below. A glance over at Magnus shows he feels the same way. Something is trying to push them apart. But they ponder weather the fight is worth it.

Leah gives him a good five minutes and then she turns away, "Great conversation, Sir, but I have reports to file to the EMC. Something you are lucky enough not to deal with. If you will excuse me."

She takes one step and his hand comes down on her wrist, "Come with me Leah." His voice is a plea, not an order. She has to turn back to him because she doesn't understand. She is here with him. But when she sees the look on his face she realizes what he is really asking her. He means as a 'Bot. Permanently. He tugs her wrist lightly. She lets him guide her body between his and the wall. He points and she turns to see what he is pointing at. It's not the remains of this base.

At first he points to his home. The planet of Cybertron. Then his finger adjusts and points to another damaged sphere orbiting the opposite side of the planet. Then his hands drop and slip around her waist tugging her closer still to his larger frame. He lays his forehead against the back of her neck and vents heavily.

"I need you, Leah. In so many ways." His deep voice rumbles against her comforting back. His hot breath on her neck is soothing. But his need for her is intoxicating yet frightening.

"What did Wheeljack say?" She asks the deadly question.

"A few days is all we have left. But it could be debilitating towards the end if one waits too long. No one has waited until the end."

Leah smiles, "The good side of duty, keeps you alive."

He chuckles. Then presses his lips to her nape. "I could call special leave and we could spend it together."

Leah's turn to chuckle, "Magnus, you know everyone would know. Right now the rumors are already spreading."

Magnus shrugs continuing his trail along her neck, "Rumors come and rumors go."

Leah points to what he had shown her, "Ultra Magnus," using his commanding title to change the subject, "What is that? What is going on?"

Magnus lifts his head, "Galvatron is playing a dangerous game. He teamed up with Optimus years ago to defeat Unicron."

Leah nods, "I heard Galvatron lost his second in command, Starscream over that decision."

Magnus huffs, "Who knew the lying, double crossing, back stabbing fool had a sense of the big picture." Even Leah had to chuckle at that one. "Anyway, now Galvatron, the sick fool, thinks he can salvage parts from Unicron to make his base a formidable weapon and eliminate us once and for all."

Leah turns her head, "How do you know this?"

Magnus smiles, "We have a secret base on Cybertron. They are gathering Intel and feeding it back to us through very, very old secured lines."

Leah furrow her brow, "Can you trust this group?"

Magnus chuckles, "Yes. They were lead by Elita One and later Chromia." Leah gasps. Every EMC commander knows their names and their sacrifices. Reports of their deaths nearly crumbled the two lead commanders: Optimus Prime and Ironhide.

Magus continues his report. "I don't care about the 'Cons harvesting parts. I'm worried about them thinking they can control that device and reactivating Unicron. It could be the death of the universe. Galvatron is such a scrapping fool!" He slams a fist down on the wall.

Leah can see Ultra Magnus must get back to his true form to battle Galavtron. She knows what a brutal enemy he is. But she is curious, "Magnus, what does this have to do with me?"

He turns her to face him directly, "You have two days to decide. Die in two days as a human, or be reunited with your Autobot body and join our fight. But you will never be able to go back as a human. And…"

"Don't hold out on me Magnus, tell me everything."

His hands clutch her possessively, "We don't know if it's a hundred percent safe. We could loose you in the transformation."

Her hand traces his cheek, "I could loose you tomorrow in Sunstreaker's flying."

He chuckles in her being honest about the realities of war life. "So very true." Then presses his forehead to hers, "We don't know what the life expectancy of a human-Bot is. No one knows. Not even Casey."

Leah leans into Magnus. His arms are warm and comforting. A place she has found comfort. A comfort she never thought she would ever have again after Bill died. A comfort of giving back and comforting another. More than a physical touch to erase the realities of a unique warrior's life. Especially the way his strong fingers kneed her nape makes the decision easier. Leah tilts her head back into his palm to face him, "But Casey has Sideswipe."

Magnus smiles down at her, "Very true. Never been happier, she told me." He leans in even closer.

Leah whispers, "I understand."

"So you will come with me?'

Cheeky she nudges, "What's in it for me?"

Magnus' smile is triumphant. His hands support her back and he leans in, "Join me once more now and tomorrow I will show you what I can really give you." Leah's body quivers at the desire radiating off of his.

She joins his physical plea right there on the battlement roof crying out to the stars her mate's name. Out here on this open structure she can cry as loud as she wants with out fear of overhearing ears. Magnus beams in his own manly pride of being able to crumble the honored Colonel into needing him. Or so he thought.

He may have the body of an older trained warrior, but Carley was very correct in his virility. This time she is beaming through her after glow to making him crumble in his own need this time round. This time his roar could have reached Unicron leaving him panting in short breathes.

Sedate and glowing like a couple young recruits in a forbidden area of the base, they caresses and cuddled gathering last kisses. "Mags, I love you."

He cups her face in his large paw, "Leah… my beautiful Leah… I never thought I would ever feel a love like this."

She smiles broadly, "How does it feel?"

His broad chest begins rumbling in a delighted manly-giggle, "I so understand why Optimus and Elita were entwined on his office desk when I came to look for that file. Now I understand why he was refusing to let go of her for one single moment."

Leah curls in closer with a sultry tone. "Will you show me your desk, Commander?"

His eyes flash with renewed vigor and a shutter to fulfill a new desire. "Count on it, Commander."

She smiles and slides her hand down to the reawakened desire, "Not yet."

He blinks, "Wow, you are-"

"Horny. The term is horny. And yes I am. Viciously." And her own expression goes to confusion, "And I haven't any idea why I'm this hot. I haven't felt this way since… well, I can't remember." A memory does zing through her mind, she does know the last time she felt this way.

Covering her with his long frame he whispers chasing that memory away swiftly, "Well, let me help you remember this." This time he is much slower in his ministrations.

~~~00~~~

Only Spike knew the lead commanders location. When Hot Rod asked, Spike only mentioned they were on a command meeting concerning the next plan of action. Spike and Wheeljack alone knew the decision concerning Leah and Magnus' future in reverting back to Bots, with secret looks to the lover's predicament.

Wheeljack sat in his lab praying that all he has discovered and hypothesized is correct. He just can't imagine what the Autobots would do without Ultra Magnus if he and Perceptor are wrong. Some one bold and strong needed to lead them. There's no one else prepared for the duty at hand.

He looks over to a couple EMC also in his lab working on their own projects. The EMC need Leah too. What will they do without her firm yet comforting directing hand? What will Magnus do if he lost her?

Wheeljack is no fool. He knows that look in Magnus optics every time he looks at Leah. Sure for the most part no one else saw anything, but Wheeljack knew his Wrecker General far better.

Magnus had taken Wheeljack on after a brutal spark breaking betraying-relationship. Witch had weaseled her way into the engineer's spark all to sabotage the Autobot supply line. And it worked. Nearly killed the engineer.

Magnus saw the spark broken mech before him but did not placate him. No, put him to work, kept him on task, criticized his messy lab and personal space. Magnus had been his saving strength when he needed it most.

Now it was his turn to be there for him. If for no other reason than to slap him with reality when he wanted nothing more than deny his deep feelings for the human to everyone else. Wheeljack only hopes Magnus has been honest with her.

Who was he kidding, that's why she was so angry when Magnus shoved her out of the lab! Wheeljack then sniggered to himself, "Oh Mags, bonded before you realized it." He goes back to his tinkering snickering. Hopefully Leah will take the mech by the aerials consume that loyal spark of his!

~~~00~~~

Still drugged by the last love making encounter with Leah, Magnus leads them through the quiet night halls to Wheeljack's lab. Using his access code that even Leah didn't have, they enter the dark lab. Magnus told Wheeljack that he would do this alone. If anything went badly, he didn't want any witnesses. Grumbling, Wheeljack agree with his commander.

So now, here Leah and Magnus are standing over their inert Autobot shells. He turns to her, "I'm going to warn you, don't get cocky again. This time I do have weapons and will bring you down myself." She is about to retort, but he waggles a finger in warning not to speak. So she resigns to just smirk at him. He shakes his head in amusement. Then with a last squeeze to her hand, he turns away.

It's really hard for her to watch him return to his true self. But she knows, there could be no other way. He was never meant to stay as a human. With a last smile her way, he pops the chest cavity hatch. Inside the chest, glows both his blue spark surrounded by the golden orb and the Matrix just below it. There is nothing left to say. It was all said in each other's arms on the battlement.

Ultra Magnus stretches his hands out and touches the golden-blue energy in the chest. Swiftly, the human body is absorbed. The goldenness disappears. Instantly the metallic body of Ultra Magnus gasps and shoots upright. Clutching his chest, he tries to slow his vent cycling down. "Wow!"

An actual tear comes to Leah. He looks down at her. She is all smiles that it worked. Endearingly, he smiles at her, "Your turn, my dear."

He reaches over and opens her chest cavity. Inside is a pulsing golden orb, much like a human heart. He looks at his own chest. The golden orb is gone. Wheeljack was right, once he returned, the orb would disintegrate. Leah stretches her hands out.

Leah's hands were reaching for the orb that would return her to a 'Bot body. He would be able to hold her in his arms, the right way. He is luckier than some of his comrades. Prowl could never hold Su again. Ironhide never Chromia like he wanted. Nor Ratchet and Connie.

Bot-Leah gasps at his side. Quickly refocusing, to the present, he sees Leah active in her 'Bot body. "How do you feel?"

Leah smiles, "Like I did before. Just fine. But definitely stronger."

He sakes a finger at her, "Watch it, New Recruit."

"Who are you calling New Recruit, Old Timer!" She teases him.

He scowls at her and slams the chest panels closed on both of them. Then he hops down. "I'll show you what I these old bolts can do to you," with an enticing wink.

She returns the smirk. He has to look away or else carry out his threat. He knows there is no time for that. Instead, he goes over to the side lab and picks up one of Wheeljack's devices, "There is one more reason why I didn't want anyone in here when we changed back." He holds a hand out to her.

She comes to his side. Taking her left hand, "I want to ask you a question." She steps closer to him. "Will you be my mate… bond our sparks together?"

Leah swallows hard. He is willing to take a risk with his very life essence with hers? Just like Inferno and Firestar. Sideswipe and Casey. It could kill them, it could bind them. A whole new life at his side. She looks up to Ultra Magnus and simply nods. Her heart belonged to him the first time he touched her.

Taking Wheeljack's engraver, Magnus places it on her left ring finger, "I understand it is a human tradition to bare your mate's band of devotion." Leah watches as Magnus engraves a blue and white band around her finger. Then a red Autobot insignia, "Welcome to our family." He kisses her sweetly.

Leah takes the device and smiles up at him, "You know, I used to be pretty good with this as well. My brother made me mad, so I did some artistic designs on his car." Magnus cocks a wary eyebrow at her. But she smiles. Leaving a simple band of camouflage green and black around his finger. But the splotches were heart shaped. The military has been her life for so long. It's what brought them together. And now, this band will camouflage their bind with each other. Just to make it look like a band of his family, she too adds the Autobot insignia in tawny brown… like her optics.

But there is no more time for them. Wheeljack opens the door. He isn't alone. Leah quickly jumps away from Ultra Magnus to a more respectable distance. They must go back into command mode.

~~~00~~~

Just as Optimus and Elita were not given enough time together, it seemed forever before he could get her alone to complete the bond. Furious he finally threw caution to the wind and ordered her away from the prepping shuttle to the hallway before the officer's offices.

Taking her hand, he leads her to his secluded office. As soon as the door is locked, his hands span over her generous hips holding them tightly against his own. She yanks her head away, "Look, I'm a big woman. No one likes a big woman." She's still not used to him being attracted to her Wrecker body, no matter what he whispers through the private com line making her blush. And yes, they had spent many an intimate time as humans, still this is… just too much. He wants her as his mate and yet is she worthy to be The Guardian's Mate? He tries over and over again with sultry tones, commanding tones and smooth graces over her hips, but she just throws rebuttal after rebuttal back.

Finally, he huffs in frustration. Taking her chin firmly in his hand, makes her face him. She can see him smiling warmly, broadly…. lecherously, "I like big …femmes."

She doesn't believe him even though her spark twists in a new desire for him. "Don't tease me. And don't patronize me. I was much skinnier when Bill was interested in me and in my human form I wasn't this unproportional. And Magnus, I'm not worthy of… you."

Magnus moves in closer, serious, "Leah, look at me." Finally the tawny optics meet the soft warm blue ones, "Most of the femmes feel the way you do, but not me." His hand caresses her broad hip and down her solid thigh. Then back up to her waist curve and back down cupping her aft. "There are few women who can put up with me. I'm not your standard 'Bot." She smiles back at the comment towards his own size and heavy duty title. Now that she is smiling, he leans in with a wicked purr to the double meaning, "It will take a strong woman to receive what I have to give."

Her breath catches at the connotation. He leans in right next to her audio, "Most would cower before I even got started. They will miss out on all I have to give." And then he uses his weight to press her against the desk. He kisses down her neck and his firm strong hands on her waist leaving her wanting to find everything he has to give. As one thigh is pulled between his, the other is brought to his own thick hip.

The com pings, "Ultra Magnus, Hot Rod has run into a rust storm. He is trapped in the bunker on Hestia 4. If we want that Energon store, a second team will have to go out now."

Ultra Magnus drops his head to her shoulder and whispers to her, "This isn't over." With that, he turns his back and responds to the call, "On my way."

Quickly he turns away, without even looking back. Back straight. Firm confidant stride to his walk. Broad shoulders holding the weight of a race, but with pride and duty.

Leah is left holding onto the rim of the Autobot Supreme Leader's desk for support. That extremely handsome commander just told her she is attractive in body and honor. Not in a smarmy way, either. No, that's not what his is. He is nearly her bond mate. Just short of a few words, he told her he wants to make love to her in so many ways. And he feels so confidant that only she is worthy of his expression of love. Oh God help me.

But will she really be able to bond with him? She puts a hand to her lips. She can hardly wait to experience what Casey has told her about merged sparks. She feels giddy like an infatuated school kid all over again. Stupid after everything they have experienced and yet it's all new to her again.

Unfortunately she did have to wait a few days. As soon as Wheeljack cleared Hot Rod's team of decontamination and the Leah's team had the Energon stored, Ultra Magnus was searching for her.

She is just securing the storage bay door when he strides up. With a commanding tone, "Colonel Fairborn." She whips her head around at him. "We have unfinished business to discuss," its harshly clipped.

Her voice is instantly lost. Her body freezes. She is trying to figure out exactly what he means by that commanding harsh tone and those words. He crosses his arms over his chest and barks, "I don't have time to waste. Now."

She straightens up fearing she is in for a tongue-lashing, confused as to why. "Yes, sir," she humbly answers. Everyone else watches in trepidation at the tension between the two commanders. He rarely talks to her like that anymore. Only when a mission is completely fowled up which hasn't happened since her final reversion. Just what is going on everyone, cringes.

He motions with his hand towards the Autobot Commander's office. She walks beside him, commander to commander but he remains silent. Others see two silent commanders headed down the hall. That does not send a good omen. They flee out of their path.

Magnus opens the secured door. She enters, he closes it. Then he secures it. Before she can ask, his hands are around her waist and his mouth captures hers in long over due heated passion. The energy expelled is incredible. He yanks his head back to taste her neck, "I'm sorry, but I couldn't wait another moment."

"I thought you had patience." She gasps back as his hands caress and his teeth leave marks.

"Not when it comes to this. And certainly not after I've feasted on your human life. You must experience this."

She hates to ask, but she finally does, "How long has…"

His face lifts to look at her directly, "Too long."

She smiles back and firmly hold his face, "Then you are well over due."

He smiles at her, "Not over due." His face turns very soft, "No one else has been… worth my love."

Now it was her turn to soften, "Oh Magnus…" With that, he shows her what he has to offer.

Tearing the chest panel and shoulder pieces off, his spark emerges, "Come to me."

She lets him remover her own chest plate. Already her spark is swollen and reaching for his. Just as their human soft bodies had curled and melded, now his spark molds and caresses her.

He finds this incredible. Oh so this is what they have all been telling him. A second consciousness moving through his soul. It almost feels like they are a third identity. More than him and her. More like… us. Reveling and mewling, they swell and churn together in the swirl of warm sweet passionate need.

She accepts it wholly and returns with as much passion as he emits. This is completely foreign for her to even understand the matters of the spark, let alone the concept of merging your very life force into another's and become one entity. Is it supposed to feel like a third? Clutching his spark with every tendril of her own… concedes to his will.

Only once does the com ping with warning of high energy readings from his quarters. Panting, he tells them he is doing an experiment with Colonel Fairborn. Don't they dare send a team to investigate their classified research. Leah has to clamp a hand over her own mouth before a sound escapes her making his over protective team investigate. Last thing they need to find love making in this office again.

As soon as the com closes, he faces her love-drugged eyes, "I really need to get you off this base and show you more."

Her fingers cling tighter to his chest, "More?" Her breathing is erratic, "I don't think I can handle… more."

He smirks, "I've just begun." A moan of desire cries out from her soul as he touches her again, "You can handle it. You have to." And fills her with his Cybertronian seed this time.

"Sir, Galvatron is making his move," Spike pings in.

"I'm going to kill that bastard!"