The mech growled dangerously, growing inpatient. "Have it your way then" he said. He grabbed her cod piece, finding the seam before ripping it off. He ignored he screams of pain immediately starting to rub the outer node of her valve. "I'm gonna have fun anyway" he stated, as his own cod piece opened to reveal his already hard spike.

"Frag no" the femme yelled, as she doubled her effort to escape her attacker. She no longer thought straight, her only mission was to escape her captor. "No. Primus no. I beg of you… Please stop" she sobbed, as she felt his spike rubbing against her valve. She sobbed miserably as he moaned into her audio. Tears began to form in her optics as she felt the tip of his spike at the entrance to her valve.

"NO" Firewing screamed, as she shot up on the berth. Her spark pulsing fast and hard, as tears started to form in her optics. She jumped at the sound of a door opening, not realising at that moment exactly where she was. She jumped off the berth, accidentally pulling the IV from her arm as she did, before backing up to the wall. She dropped to the floor, knees pulled tight to her chest, as the three large mechs came into sight.

"Firewing" Starscream said softly, as he got down to her level. "Are you alright?" he asked, as he put a gentle servo on one of her knees.

"He's gonna hurt me" she whimpered. "I don't want him to hurt me" she whispered, as she lowered her helm to rest on her arms, tears threatening to fall from her optics.

"He can't hurt you sweetspark" the seeker answered. "I promise".

"How do you know?" she asked softly, not quite believing the mech.

Megatron slowly stepped forward, kneeling down next to his second. "I can assure you" he started, his voice soft and gentle. "I have made sure he can not harm you, or anyone else, ever again" he finished.

It didn't take Firewing long to figure out what that meant. "Did you…" she didn't have to finish her question.

"Offline him? Yes" Megatron started. "I couldn't take the risk that he would try again. With you or someone else" he said, causing the femme to nod. "I promise. You are safe".

"Do I have to go back to the brig?" she asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"No" Megatron said. "We have all discussed what was best for your recovery, and deemed it best for you to remain out of the brig".

"Thank you" she said quietly.

"You don't have to thank me. I will not let this happen again" he announced. "Therefore we will find you suitable quarters to stay in, and a guardian at all times. Starscream has already taken the liberty to organise a roster, ensuring one seeker is available to you at all times".

"I will be your guardian for this evening" the seeker announced, causing the femme to nod in answer. "But first, how about we get you checked over" he said, offering his servo to her.

The femme stared at the servo for a moment, before reaching out to take his in her own. She allowed herself to be lifted up and moved to the berth. "Alright femme. Let's have a look at you" Hook said, as he ran a scanner over her frame. "Well everything seems to be ok" he said, looking over the report. "But please don't hesitate to come back if you have any concerns" he said, before turning back to his office.

"Alright my dear" Megatron started, as he approached the, very much smaller, seeker. "I ask that you not enter the command centre, unless invited. And stay away from the weapons vault. Otherwise, you may go anywhere you want" he said, surprising the femme. She had not expected him to give her free rein of his base. "We have found you some quarters you may stay in, not far from both myself and the seekers. You will be safe there" he promised.

Firewing was not sure what to say, but did manage a 'thank you'. Megatron just nodded as he walked out of the med bay, leaving her with her guardian.

"Ok Firewing" the larger seeker started. "Shall we go see your quarters? You should get some rest" he said, opening the door for her to exit.

Firewing nodded as she walked through the doors, waiting for the other seeker to take the lead. She had no idea where anything was on base, and didn't want to get lost. The pair walked in silence for awhile, before a questioned burned at the femmes processor. "Why is everyone so concerned?" she hadn't meant for it to come out quite as abrasive as it did.

The larger seeker stopped, sighing as he turned to face the femme. "Most Autobots don't realise that we are not the cruel, sparkless monsters everyone believes we are" he started, as he put a servo on her shoulder. "Megatron may seem intimidating, even scary at times. But he cares more for others, than he does himself" the seeker announced. "Please don't judge all of us on the actions of a few bad mechs".

Firewing hadn't thought of it that way before, she had heard stories of the powerful Decepticon leader, but all from Autobot officers. She hadn't even thought to ask about the other side of the war. Could the Autobots be all wrong about the Cons? Could she have been wrong about them? "I'm sorry" she said. "I didn't mean any disrespect. Just never realised how alike we were before".

"Unfortunate side effect of being on different sides of the war" Starscream chuckled, as he turned to continue leading the femme to her quarters. "Most of the cons are not what you might expect. Everyone believes Hook to be a sparkless medic, bent on dissecting his victims. But he would do anything for a patient, no matter the faction" he said, as they rounded a corner. "We are not evil; just have different opinions of what peace looks like. Sentinel sees peace as bringing back the caste system" he suddenly sighed, as if remembering something amazing. "But Megatron sees peace as both factions sharing Cybertron equally".

"It sounds wonderful" Firewing answered.

"It will be" the other stated, suddenly stopping in front of a large grey door. "These are your quarters femme" he said, opening the door, to reveal the largest most beautiful room Firewing had ever seen. "I'm just down the hall if you need me, third to your left" he said, pointing in the direction of his own quarters, "Megatrons quarters are second on the right" pointing towards the silver mechs quarters. "Now try to get some rest" he said, as he left her.

She walked into the room, taking in every detail as she did. She noticed a table beside her berth, and a desk and chair in the adjacent corner. She noticed a door on the other side of the room and decided to investigate. Upon opening it, she realised it was a personal washroom. She was surprised by this, as the Autobots didn't have such luxuries.

She walked back over to the berth, realising it was larger enough for at least three seekers her size. Sitting on it, she couldn't believe how warm and comfortable it was. She lied down and spread her wings to get comfortable, not realising until now how tired she was. She didn't even fight as recharge pulled her into its depths.

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