Chapter 5-Falling Stars
It was a cool evening in the wood surrounding Eleanor's home, the autumn was still in full swing having only been two weeks since the incident with the Autobots. But, she hadn't seen Megatron in all of that time, and she was beginning to think.
She always had a lot of time to just, think.
He said he was coming back, that he'd always come back. But, this was a longer stint then the past few months. It was troublesome, all her life she was living in a world of facts and orders, she was told to trust in her superiors, and she had never questioned it.
But now, here on her own, for five years, it was hard.
She knew living free wouldn't be easy, but so many things came naturally. But, the mental aspect of all of it, now, she had to trust in someone that no one had told her was trustworthy.
Sure, he had come back and these past few months proved that.
But those doubts still lingered, they were irrational yet they were here to stay.
She hated be alone. At least with them she wasn't.
Megatron….
"Where are you?" She whispered as the evening melted into a moonless night.
It had been a blur, he hadn't realized that a full two weeks had gone by. It made his Spark twist uncomfortable. But he couldn't escape the war just yet, the Autobots had become more of a frequent nuisance and his soldiers along with a certain seeker was getting on his nerves.
He felt another wave of pain coming from his helm, he was gaining a new pain, a helmache of all things.
Megatron groaned quietly to himself as he made his way to the flight deck. The doors opened with a whoosh and a cool breeze washed over his frame, damping the helmache as fresh air seeped into his system.
He walked out onto the flight deck and looked up, to see a moonless sky above.
Currently, the Nemesis was floating above Britain, a little too close to Eleanor for his taste but he couldn't say a word to his crew, who would grow suspicious, especially Starscream.
He shuddered at the thought of that seeker find her...alone.
He vented, another twisting longing ping radiated from his Spark. It had been too long, the longest since their first meetings. He hated leaving her alone, that was her first request, to come back because she was lonely.
Over the months he had done some research, discovering more about humans and their culture, along with some things told to him by Eleanor he knew humans were naturally social creatures and to be separated for long periods was worse than death for some.
But, he couldn't leave here.
Everyone was on high alert after the recent Autobot attack on one of their biggest mines. They were becoming bold and it was sent the Decepticon's into a tizzy as Eleanor would say. So, leaving was impossible as some feared a direct attack, somehow.
He didn't know what, but something drew his gaze skyward, their crossing the night sky was a falling star, as humans called it. He smiled at the falling star and wondered if she could see it down below him, that thought warmed his Spark as his smile grew.
"I am right here, Eleanor. And nothing will stop me from seeing you again."
A smile crossed her lips as she saw a falling star in the moonless sky above, she stood from her seat on the porch and walked a little ways into the field to stare up at the rare beauty.
A small wind blew past her, making her white dress sway in the wind, her long red hair fell from it's bun as it waved in the wind and her gloves and boots remained. Her eyes lit up with the falling star as more were accompanied the falling one.
Something in her heart stirred, her doubts about his return vanished as if someone had wiped them away like tears from her cheeks. She laughed to herself, Megatron would return, why wouldn't he? He was faithful to his word, she could trust him.
"I will wait then, until you return from your home among the clouds. I promise."
Far Away...
He had sent a gift, it took a lot of energy to make it travel the lone distance between him and the planet his children had chosen to wage war on in secret. As the rock burned away as it entered the atmosphere, large chunks came loose causing a barrage of fallen fireballs to splash down off the west coast of Britain, near the Isle of Man.
As it sank to the bottom of the sea, the last of the rocks sheared away to reveal a container.
This was his gift, meant for one person alone.
It would respond to no one else, only they could open this container and retrieve his gift.
Now, all he had to do was wait, watch and awaken even more. His light, his Spark at the center of Cybertron grew in strength and soon, very soon, he would see to the matters at hand, himself.
But, for now, he rested. He knew that they would be safe for now, that they had each other for company and he knew that when the time came, all would be revealed.
Alas though, time seemed infinite when all you could do was watch from a distance.