Firewing sat in the chair next to Cobalts berth, the mechling in question sitting on the edge of the berth, optics looking down to the ground. "Talk to me Cobalt" the femme said, her servo grabbing his gently. She had never seen him so upset, and wanted to take his pain away. "I want to help"

"Nobody wants to help me" he stated softly, causing the femme to frown.

Firewing felt her spark break a little at his admission, but suddenly felt a wave of affection from the other side of the bond. She sighed softly, knowing Megatron was there for her. "Cobalt, I will always be here for you" she started, one of her servos coming up to his cheek. "You have become like a little brother to me, and I would do anything in my power to protect you" she watched as tears fell from his optics, brushing them away as they did. "This is a safe space. Anything you say here will not leave this room"

Cobalt took a moment to think, before nodding. "I just feel like I don't belong here" he started, his optics once again going to the floor. "I never have. I, uhh…" he suddenly stopped, seemingly nervous with whatever he wanted to say next.

"It's alright youngling. You can tell me anything" the femme assured.

"I was sparked to Decepticon creators" he whispered, as he prepared for whatever insult the femme dished out, but suddenly relaxed as none came. He looked up to the femme and was surprised to find a smile on her faceplates.

"I know sweetspark" Firewing admitted. "I've known for awhile now". This caused Cobalts optics to widen "… But I need to know. Where do your true loyalties lie?" she asked, her servo still clutching his.

Cobalt barely thought for a moment before speaking. "I could not imagine spending my life here. The Autobots are cruel and malicious… I've always wanted to meet those that were allies to my creators" he said, watching the femmes faceplates for any sign of hatred, but none appeared. Instead all he saw was understanding, loyalty and admiration.

"I was hoping you were going to say that" she announced, reaching into her subspace, pulling out her private communicator. "There is someone I'd like you to meet" she announced as she punched in a comm link. She sat on the berth next to him, as they waited for a reply.

Cobalt almost fell off the berth when the silver mech, that was Megatron, came into view. "Firewing, I wasn't expecting a comm for at least a few more days" the Decepticon leader started, his faceplates suddenly morphing to that of worry. "Is everything ok?"

"Everything is fine" the femme started, turning the communicator slightly so that the silver mech could see Cobalt. "I wanted to introduce you to Cobalt. My assistant" she stated

Megatrons optics softened as he looked at the young mech. "Cobalt. You truly do look like your sire" he stated.

"You knew my sire?" the youngling gasped. He had never met anyone from his creators past.

Megatron chuckled as he nodded slightly. "Yes youngling. I knew your sire well, he became like a brother to me… Automatically making you family" he announced, causing the youngling to duck his helm slightly. Firewing chuckled at the younglings suddenly shyness.

"Thank you, sir"

"You do not have to use such formalities here youngling. Megatron is fine" the silver mech stated. "I've heard so much about you already Cobalt. Firewing speaks highly of you"

Cobalt blushed as he looked at the femme. "Really?" causing the femme to nod. "I didn't realise I was that special" he announced softly.

"Everyone is special youngling" the silver mech answered, his voice soft as to not startle to small mechling. "To us, everyone is useful. Everyone has a purpose… Everyone is wanted"

"I told you. I'll always have you're back" the femme stated, her servo clutching his affectionately.

"So… Does that mean you're a spy?" he hesitantly asked the femme, not wanting to seem rude or offensive.

"Yes" the femme said bluntly. "Does that bother you?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't be upset.

Cobalt smiled softly, knowing that everything was suddenly going to be ok. "No" he announced. Although, another question suddenly burned at his processor, "how did it happen?"

Firewing suddenly went still; her wings seemed to twitch nervously. "I… I wasn't always a spy" she started, her servo clutched as his uneasily. "I was an Autobot once, not that long ago. But I was shot down in battle, left behind. The Decepticons found me, patched me up… Uhh" she paused, almost hesitant to continue. "Megatron saved me from a horrific situation… And the Cons helped me through it" the youngling didn't miss the affectionate look the femme gave the silver mech. "They took me in, when Sentinel left me for scrap. And I felt wanted and loved for the first time in forever" the femme, smiled at the large mech as he smiled back.

Cobalt looked between the two and put two and two together. "May I ask, if it's not rude… Are you two together?" he asked, almost afraid of being yelled at.

The femme sighed happily, broad smile on her faceplates. "You could say that youngling" she said softly. "We are bonded"

Cobalt snapped his helm around to look at the femme, taken back by her admission, before suddenly smiling. "Oh primus, that's great" he said, as he hugged the femme.

Megatron smiled at the young mechs innocence and was suddenly reminded of his lost friend. Aquamarine had always seemed so young and innocent, and it showed so much in his mechling. They were so much alike. His spark suddenly ached at the loss of his beloved friend, remembering all the good times he had. He felt love and affection pulse through the bond from Firewing, who had finally managed to 'escape' the younglings embrace.

"Cobalt" the silver mech said, gaining the other mechs attention. "You're sire would be so proud of the mechling you are today" he started, a blush once again gracing the younglings faceplates. "And I would like to offer you a position within our ranks. We would be grateful to have Aquamarines son with us" the silver mech watched as surprise fell over the younglings faceplates. "When the femme has finished her mission and returns to us… I would hope you would join her"

Cobalt didn't even have to think about it. "Yes"

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