P.O.V. Venatrix

Walking into the healing chamber room always reminded me of an illegal government lab set for an action/ horror movie. The healing tanks bubbled, and the bodies of the patients float in an almost dead manor sometimes they would jerk or twitch in their sleep. The lighting in the room didn't help ether. The nanites made skin photometer light sensitive for a few hours after emerging and it was easier on their eyes to wake up in a softly light room. Young Goddess or not it just creeped me out.

I was so focused on the tanks in front of me that I didn't notice that someone was behind me until he threaded his hands in the feathers by the base of my wings. I screeched in anger ready to show them that grabbing someone's wings like that was like grabbing a Black Ops girl's ass without her permission; meaning it would end with them in the hospital with the offending appendage broken. Then I saw who grabbed me "OH for Existence sake Cron; what the pits, you Aft!"

Unicron just smirked "I love it when you look angry it's a good look on you."

"This is why Patch gets first Dibbs on my cooking" I state while slapping him on the chest and ruffling my feathers back into place before giving him a small smile. As Elder gods Unicron and Primus couldn't stay on the mortal planes to long or things would go FUBAR (Fouled Up Beyond All Recognition or Fucked Up Beyond All Repair) then if they stayed to long well best not get to that point in the first place. So, as consequence, I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with my mates as I would like to. They tried to save the physical time we could spend together for special occasions or big emergencies where things went TARFU (Totally and Royally Fucked Up or Things Are Really Fucked Up).

"I love you" he tells me with warm tilt to his voice.

"My spark" I reach out to hug him and let out most of the tension in my wings. "What brings you here?"

"My Harold was just freed from slavery I wanted to be here for you and him my spark keeper."

I could see Optimus smile fondly as us it had taken my bots a good long while to get them to stop freaking out whenever one of my mates was near. The Allspark they could handle with just a little bit of time. Gods that helped to create the universe as they knew it, that was a different Fish in kettle for them.

"No, my Lord protector and Prime. You and Patch just barrow them when it's convenient" I tell him in a teasing tone. "I know that's not the real reason you're here, what is it?" (Unicons nose crinkles a little causing me to have a oh shit this is bad moment. That type of tell on him was a SNAFU situation or a very painful conversation or worse both. "What? What is it?"
"It's about Sentinel…" he starts hesitant as he sees my eyes harden, I didn't like where this was going. Unicron clears his throat and fidgets a little in discomfort "you need to get over your anger over him." Unicron looks anywhere in the room but at me.

"I need to do what!" I hissed out thought clenched teeth. Sentinel was a sore point for me, and my mates knew it.

Unicron god of Chaos and destruction flinched "I know he hurt your chosen, but he did what he need to do."

"Need to do? NEED TO DO, HE BETRAIED MY PRIME HE LEFT MY LORD PROTECTOR A SLAVE DON'T TELL ME IT WAS SOMETHING HE NEED TO DO!"

"Vena.."

"NO" I cut him off I know he is right and I know he is trying to help but right now with Megatron still healing and Optimus having his nearly healed spark ripped to shreds all over again by the one who raised him. I was not in any mood to forgive Sentinel or let my anger at him go. To be honest, I wasn't sure why I was so mad at Sentinel because A) I didn't really care right now and B) I was still too tired to give a Glitched Rats Aft but gave a glitched rats aft I did. He was there Father in all but energon he raised them from orphaned younglings and clamed them as his own. Yet he betrayed one and left the other enslaved to a mad Prime. "Why I'm I so angry?" I wonder out loud I am normally not an angry or vengeful person.

Primus cringed "you are a young goddess my spark, as our heralds are physical representation of us, and are keeper of the balances, when they are threatened it makes you protective of them and want to destroy anything that threatens them. As it threatens you as well it takes a long time for our kind to learn control of these impulses it's the main reason why there are so many vengeance gods' stories because people piss of beings of Existents still learning control."

I blink open my mouth shut it and blink again, "are you telling me I'm going though a goddess version of puberty?" I ask incredulity.

Unicron burst out laughing and Primus scratches at the back of his neck and clears his throat "I've never had it described as that but yes."

"That, and he hurt Redrun with that stunt." Chimed in Unicron.

I give them both a rye smile as my anger starts to fade a little "lets get Megatron out start working on cleaning up this mess and then I'll fide a way to deal with Sentinel with out going all Vengeful Bitch on his aft." I hit the draining button on the side of Megatron's Tank putting it though the process of releasing a patient. I look at Megatron as his armor drips off the last of the medical gel. He no longer looks like a famine victim, his protoform filling out his armor as a healthy bot and his armor was different to. Gone was the rust and sharp edges that the Fallen had given him, he looked as he had when he was first named Lord Protector.

Optimus's intakes hitch as he noticed this, Redrun mutters a pretty from her father's arms. Megatron slowly comes too I look at the medical screen as he wakes watching his vitals for anything out of the ordinary. Seeing none it would be about two more days before Megatron was at a 100% leaving me with one less patient to worry about.

"Uncle Tron" screeched Redrun in joy at seeing him waking up.

He looks around the room dazed as his processor is at full power and there are no health warnings for the first time in millennia.

I shift into bot mode and lay a hand on his arm crooning softly at him "peace my Protector you are safe, the Hatchlings and sparklings are safe, your people are free and healing. Your brother and second in command are taking care of your people you can take the time you need to heal." I tell him as I envelop him in a feeling of peace, love and safety.

"Allspark?" he asked as he gains more focus on what is around him.

"Yes, I am hear along with my mates, your brother, and Redrun this is a medical center the medical tank has been working to repair the damage to your frame. Give it a day or two and you'll be back at a 100% until then take it easy my protector the last few Vorns have not been kind to you." I lead him over to the sitting room while I talk to him and have him sit on a chair as Optimus sets Redrun down and hands her a Mech size cube of Energon.

"Uncle Tron, Uncle Tron look I brought you energon" she chirps holding the cube up as high as she could.

Worried that Megatron would topple over if he tried to lean over and grab it, I gently take it from Redrun and hand it to Megatron "The hatchlings…"

I stop him before he could even finish "they are all feed and so are the sparklings this is for you. I want you to drink it all Medics orders there is no shortage of energon here Megatron and there will not be a shortage for some time with the stockpile we have on base." I sigh a little, leave it to Megatron to be the first transformer to have an eating disorder. I make a mental not on updating Megatron's files and telling Optimus and Soundwave to make sure his brother eats a full serving when he needs it.

After a lot of coaxing Megatron finally finishes his cube Optimus moves slowly to his brother so as not to startle him as he places his hand on his shoulder. "It is good to have you back my brother, my protector."

Megatron keens as if in pain and wraps his brother in hug and keeps a slow cadence of 'I'm sorry' into Optimus's armor between chirps and warbles of distress. Optimus is not far behind as he too starts up his own clicks and chirps. Redrun and I croon at them offering comfort "My poor Prime and protector you are safe now and you will never be separated like this again." I took both the bots into my arms letting them release all the negative emotions they had had bottled up during the war all the hurt, all the anger, and pain. I would give them this as the war was now over, I knew it would be easy as there was still a lot of pain and tragedy, but it was time for all of us as people to start healing. The cannons of war lay cooling and the smoke was starting to clear revealing the damage they had left behind. It would take time and a look of work but the damage would be fixed, it could never be the same as it was but maybe just maybe it could be better than before.