Just for a warning, there is a slight mention of sex/rape in here but there is no detail. Nothing gross or anything like that. I hope that I did not offend anyone by adding that in here. I want the viewers to read about the reasons for their decision.
After a discussion between the two of them, Teama and Optimus summoned both teams to the center of the base. After finding out that they had a living protoform in their presence, they decided it was time to do something. Action had to be taken and no one knew how long it will be before the spark extinguishes.
"Since we have a living protoform in our base, we must find caretakers."Teama stated. Both teams formed a circle in the center of the base."The caretakers are to raise the sparkling and keep it safe from all Decepticons. This sparkling is just as important as Bianna and Bumblebee's sparklings."
"Teama and I have discussed the candidates we believe are worthy of raising a sparkling."Optimus said. A few members of the team looked at their mates, concerned if they were chosen. Many wondered if they were chosen. Those without mates wondered if they were going to be paired with a member of the team, which send fearful chills down the systems.
"WheelJack and Senti are our first candidates." Optimus said, gesturing to WheelJack and Senti.
Senti and WheelJack both jumped, startled that they were called 'worthy of raising a sparkling'. Bulkhead held his laugh.
"Uh Lady Teama..."WheelJack said nervously."Can she and I discuss this?"
"Of course, the candidates may discuss their decision. However the discussion must be made by tomorrow morning." Teama stated."We must not waste any more time than needed. The second candidates are Parate and Sanna."
Parate blushed and Sanna's optics went wide in shock. Parate looked at her, signaling that they had to discuss this as well.
"Our third candidates are Ratchet and Tailen."Optimus said, looking behind him.
"Wait what?" Ratchet asked, spinning around."Did you just..."
"Ratchet." Tailen whispered. Ratchet stopped."We'll discuss this later."Ratchet shivered.
"Our fourth candidates are Optimus and myself."Optimus blinked and looked at Teama, apparently missing something."The final candidates are Smokescreen and Tier."
Smokescreen and Tier looked at each other, uncertain. The other members of the team let out a sigh of relief.
"Whoa, that was close. I thought I would have to be a mom."Arcee said to the Twins. If I were a candidate, who would be my mate? Arcee wondered, looking at the mech's left. Even though she would give her spark for any of them, none of the mech's were exactly her type. Not like Cliffjumper or Tailgate.
Bulkhead and Rollie started chuckling at the thought of WheelJack and Senti raising a kid.
Poor kid probably will turn out like him. Bulkhead thought to himself.
Arc and Ree shrugged and drove off. Magnus remained emotionless, he didn't care if he was chosen or not but at the same time he was glad. He would feel as if he was cheating on Magnette. He still loved her and could never find another mate. Kclayna didn't say anything, but she hoped that her parents would say yes. She always wanted to have a sibling. Bianna looked at Teama confused.
"What about Bumblebee and me My Lady?" Bianna asked.
"Sister, you already have enough sparklings to raise. I do not think it wise to add another."Teama said, kindly. Bianna nodded, but she wanted to argue. She wouldn't mind raising another protoform. Tobit would love to have a younger sibling and it would be great to have a single sparkling instead of multitudes.
"Teama,"Optimus said."I need to discuss something with you outside the base."
Teama stiffened as she followed Optimus outside. They transformed and drove til they were deep in a valley, near the burial place of Skyquake. They transformed back into their mech forms.
"Is there something you have neglected to tell me?" Optimus asked, crossing his arms. Teama looked down, she knew she was in trouble. She sat on a boulder under the shade.
"I am sorry that I did not tell you."She said."I felt it just and fair for us to be involved in this decision. What would the team think if we were not involved?"
"I would have liked to know we were candidates."Optimus didn't mind that they were candidates, but it still felt like he was kept in the dark about his mates decisions.
"And I am sorry I did not tell you. But it would be unfair to the others, you and I are a part of this team. We must put our-self's in the same position."She said boldly, lifting her head up. Optimus expression sadenned. Did she not understand why he was asking her these questions? It wasn't the team or the fairness he was worried about. He would have done the same thing. But something else was worrying him.
"Do you believe we are ready to have a sparkling? The sparkling will be against your chest. Would you feel..."Optimus tried to find the words without hurting her. Teama knew what he meant. Would she have a panic attack if the sparkling touched her chest?
"After what Megatron did to you..."Optimus felt guilty bringing up the past. Teama shivered at the memory. She remembered everything like it was yesterday;how he touched her so roughly, the way he looked at her, the names he called her. It was like Terror-Con appearing to her every night. She remembered the nights when Megatron was on top of her, the things he did to her, the things he made her do. The feeling of being trapped ached her spark like a never ending virus. She couldn't scream, or shout or run. Where would she go? No where, that's why she let this happen. Megatron provided a home for her. He gave her what she and Senti needed to survive. Teama still felt ashamed for her needs, she sacrificed her freedom and became a tyrant's love slave. Now that she's free, she's been left with emotional scar's. She won't let Optimus touch her chest or let him be on top of her. She felt guilty for it too. But she just couldn't do it. She wrapped her arms around herself.
Optimus walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her lovingly. Teama rested her head on his chest plate. He hated Megatron more every time it was mentioned. The thought of him on top of her, of him kissing her, him tormenting the love of his life cycle. Every time it made him feel more and more sick.
"I'm sorry."He said, holding her closer."I did not mean to cause you pain."
"No, I am sorry. I should have spoken to you first. I was only looking out for the team."He pulled her back and kissed her tenderly. She wrapped her arm around his neck wires so to hold the kiss.
"Do you want the infant?" He asked, breaking the kiss.
"If you do not want the infant, than nor do I."
"I want whatever it is that you want."
