Author's note. Just so everyone knows, I'm entering exam month so I'm unlikely to update this again soon. Sorry for the shortness of this chapter but I thought you'd all enjoy this.

This chapter was written by me and ZabuzasGirl.

Enjoy and please review.

Celeste carefully made her way back to her room though she was dragging her heels slightly. She hated having to leave Starscream but she didn't want him getting into trouble again. She especially didn't want him getting into trouble because of her.

She didn't want to see him hurt like that again.

Suddenly, she stopped dead, there were footsteps approaching, heavy footsteps. She didn't know what to do, this was a long corridor with no doors to duck through. Should she try running for it?

She had to think fast.

Could she pretend she hadn't just been with Starscream? It was worth a shot. Quickly but silently, she dropped to the ground, against a wall and drew up her knees. She placed her face on them while wrapped her arms around her legs. Now she looked the picture of a miserable Femme who'd been there for a while.

No sooner had she done this that the one approaching turned into the corridor she was in.

"What the... Celestial, what are you doing out here?"

It was Megatron and he didn't look happy.

She looked up at him with a frightened expression on her face.

"I told you to remain in your room and I find you out here," he snarled, marching up to her and glaring down.

"Why did you disobey me?"

"I...I was," she began.

"Well?" he demanded as her voice stuttered.

He bent down and roughly pulled her to her feet. And that's when she burst out crying. This caught him a bit by surprise.

"I-I just couldn't stand being locked up in that room," she sobbed, not quite faking it.

"I needed to get out...I'm sorry."

She cowered in his gaze.

But then his gaze suddenly softened and to her surprise, he drew her into a hug.

"I shouldn't have left you alone like that," he said, pressing her face against his chest.

"But I was angry and wouldn't have made very good company. Nevertheless, I should have at least left a Minicon with you, so that you could have someone to talk to."

She was so surprised by his sudden action that she couldn't speak for a moment.

"Forgive me, my dear, I know this has all been very stressful for you."

"I...," she began but she couldn't say anything more.

This was something she had not expected him to do.

"M-Megatron," she started to say but he gently interrupted her.

"Hush, Celestial, everything will be alright."

She looked up at him.

"How can you say that?" she asked, tears running down her face.

"You've forced me away from my friends and family, and you expect me to live happily in this damned awful place."

She turned her head away, the tears flowing freely.

"Prime would never accept me suit," Megatron said quietly. "I had to take you away, so I could get to know you better. I'm sorry this has caused you so much distress."

"That doesn't change anything."

Celeste was now looking at him angrily.

"You hurt me and you hurt Starscream, you never think of anyone but yourself. You're completely selfish."

Megatron frowned but then said softly.

"Maybe that's why I need you Celestial, to make me 'selfless'."

This caught her off guard. "What," she said.

He smiled at her.

"I mean it, I think you could help me to be a better Mech. I've seen what the right mate can do to a bot, it can change them."

"I...I don't think that would be possible," she stuttered.

"Anything is possible, Celestial, when your Spark calls," Megatron murmured before leaning down to kiss her.

At first she went stiff when his lips touched hers but then she moaned and relaxed in his arms. He wrapped his arms around her, taking advantage of how in need of comfort she was. Gently, he rubbed at her wings, knowing he'd get a good response from doing this.

She gasped and her back arched a little at his touch.

"Mmm, you like that," Megatron murmured smugly as he carried on touching her. Her body was starting to go weak.

ut then an image of Starscream's bleeding body burst into her mind and she realised what was happening. She started to push at him and as he looked down at her in confusion, she said.

"I...I can't deal with this just now...I'm sorry."

There was a moment of silence. For a moment, she thought he was going to force her to kiss him again but then he nodded.

"Alright, Celestial, another time."

"Thank you," she said.

Megatron relaxed his arms a little but didn't release her.

"Is there anything you'd like, that I could give you?" he asked, stroking her wings.

She ignored the burning feeling caused by his touch and said softly.

"I want to talk to Optimus. I want him to know I'm okay."

"Megatron, please."

He looked at her for a long moment, before finally nodding.

"Alright, you may speak with him."

A smile came to her face.

"Really, you mean it?"

"I do," he said softly and smiled as she squealed in delight before kissing his cheek.

"Oh, thank you," she said, delighted.

He smiled and offered her his arm.

"Come on, I'll take you to the Communication Room."

This time she took his arm without hesitation. This caused him to strut all the way to the room in question. Once there, he used the arm that wasn't taken to call the Autobot base. He could feel the excitement building up in her as he did this.

It pleased him that he'd made her this way, he'd show them that he could win her Spark. His smile only widened as the call was answered.

A moment later an Autobot appeared on the screen.

"Celeste," Sideswipe gasped as he saw her standing there with Megatron.

"Sideswipe," she said in delight.

"Could you get Optimus, please?"

"Sure...Optimus isn't gonna believe this."

"Thanks," she said warmly, she couldn't wait to see her father.

Neither could Megatron but for different, more selfish reasons. It didn't take long for Prime to appear.

"Celeste," he said seriously, leaning forward as she did.

"Are you alright, I've been so worried."

"I'm all right," she said, smiling.

"Thank goodness," he said in relief.

He now turned to glare at Megatron.

"You stole her from me, Megatron. You'd better have a good reason for this."

"I merely wanted to ensure she received proper medical attention," Megatron siad with a sneer.

"And now that she's here, I want her to stay as my guest so I can...get to know her better."

"You can get to know my fist better if you've touched her," Optimus snarled, nearly losing his composure.

Megatron laughed.

"I think I know both your fists well enough, Prime," he mocked as Optimus shook with anger.

"But for your information, I haven't touched her."

Optimus narrowed his eyes.

Turning pointedly to Celeste, he asked her.

"Has he done anything to you?"

Oh, well...," she began, a nervous look on her face. she didn't really know what to say to this.

Optimus's optics flashed with rage.

"I knew it you slagger," he snarled at Megatron.

"When I get my hands on you..."

"You'll do what," said Megatron. There was a large smirk on his face.

Optimus narrowed his optics at Megatron as he said coldly.

"I won't be responsible for my actions next time we meet Megatron. And neither will my troops, they don't like Mechs who abuse younglings."

Megatron sneered. "Who said anything about abuse? How do you know if I forced her, Prime?"

"How about the fact she has tears on her face," Optimus retorted.

"Why don't you ask her then," said Megatron.

As Optimus turned to her, she said sadly.

"Starscream got beaten by Megatron, they were fighting...over me."

She turned her gaze away from him sadly.

"I was crying over that and...how I'd rather be with you guys."

As Optimus's expression softened, Megatron chose that moment to say.

"Is that why you flung yourself into my arms for a kiss?"

That did it.

"WHAT?" Optimus roared as Celeste spun around angrily.

"I did 'not' fling myself into your arms, you're the one that grabbed me."

"You didn't protest much," smirked Megatron.

She looked back at Optimus.

I want to go home," she said, fresh tears forming, she just couldn't bare another fight over her even if it was a verbal one. Optimus was about to say something but Megatron beat him to it.

"This is your home now."

Celeste shook her head and Optimus stepped in.

"No, her home is the place she wants to be, not the place you're forcing her to live Megatron."

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen, Prime."

Celeste had her had bowed. Megatron took her chin in his hand and raised her head.

"She may not like it now but...I think she will grow to."

He leaned in to kiss her again.

"Get off me," she shrieked, slapping Megatron across the face.

Optics bringing with tears, she snarled.

"You don't care about me at all, you just want to pick a fight with Optimus. I...I was wrong..."

Before she could move away Megatron grabbed her wrist.

"You want me," he growled, dragging her in close.

"I know you do. And if not for Prime watching, you'd be in my arms faster than you can say 'I'm yours'."

She tried to pull away but he just tightened his grip.

"Let her go, Megatron," Optimus growled, his rage now smouldering instead of burning.

"Not until I have what I want," growled Megatorn, leaning down for another kiss.

And this time he managed to get her.

She struggled in his tight grip, her optics squeezed shut as he forced a kiss on her. she didn't like this at all, it was nothing like the last one he had given him. This one was cold and possessive, and made her feel cheap inside. But then she remembered Optimus's advice.

So with all her strength, she bent a knee and kicked upwards.

Megatron grunted in pain and released her. She back away from him, giving her a hateful look.

"I'm going back to my room," she spat before shooting a sorrowful but triumphant look at Optimus who suddenly looked smug.

"I'll get you back darling," he murmured as she quickly left before Megatron could recover.

After a few moments Megatron straightened back up, a furious look on his face.

"Oh dear, did that hurt?" Optimus asked slyly, turning and barely managing not to laugh.

Megatron turned back to Prime.

"This isn't over Prime," he hissed maliciously. "This is only the beginning."

He straightened up, ignoring the dull pain throbbing in his loins.

"And by the end of it, Celestial will be my mate and there will be 'nothing' you can do about it."

And he cut the communication.

Author's note. In the next chapter, Megatron confronts Celeste but how does this go? Find out next time, until then.