Megatron stood in the command centre watching the bots around him go about there business. He turned as he sensed Soundwave approach him. "How is everything going today?" he asked, as Soundwave handed him a datapad. He looked it over, optics dimming as he felt a slight wave of dizziness. He ignored it before going back to the datapad. "Everything looks alright" he said handing the datapad back. "Let me know when…" he suddenly stopped as the dizziness came back. He shook his helm trying to get rid of the feeling.

Soundwave looked at his leader, the datapad suddenly unimportant as he put it in his subspace. "Is Megatron ok?" the telepath asked, stepping forward to help the silver mech to sit in his chair.

Megatron allowed the smaller mech to lead him to the chair, suddenly glad he had the telepath next to him as his knees nearly buckled. His servo came up his chest plates, suddenly realising where this feeling was coming from. "Firewing" he whispered, as the feeling suddenly stopped and her side of the bond went dormant. "She's in trouble" he said, standing from the chair. "Soundwave, you're in charge" he announced as he raced out of the command centre.

Megatron raced down the halls, his legs carrying him as fast as they could. He worried about his mate, about why dizziness came through from her side of the bond. He knew he had to get to the training room, and quickly. He knew that she and Cobalt would be in the training room, as Firewing had informed him of their plans today.

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Cobalt sat on the floor of the training room, Firewing still held close to his chestplates. He had contacted the medic just after the seeker collapsed, who had told him to stay where he was. So that's what he did… He jumped as the training room doors suddenly flew open to reveal the Decepticon leader. "Megatron"

Megatrons spark almost stopped at the sight before him. Cobalt sat on the ground, his arms around the red seeker, holding her close to his chest. "Primus no" he muttered, as he stepped forward, reaching to take the seeker from the smaller mech. "What happened" he asked, now holding the red seeker in his strong arms.

Cobalt watched as the silver mech ran a servo over the femmes helm, as he held her close, his whole body tense with worry. "We were training when she collapsed" he said, watching the silver mech rocked the femme slightly. "I called the medic not long after that" he finished.

"Thank you Cobalt" the larger mech said putting a free servo on the smaller mechs shoulder. "I owe you a great debt" he said, as his servo went back to the femmes helm.

"You owe me nothing" the blue mech said.

"I now know why Firewing adores you so. You have shown great loyalty and devotion to not only our cause, but to my mate" the silver mech said, as his servo ran over the femmes helm again.

Suddenly the door flew open again, to allow the medic to enter, quickly running towards the mechs and downed femme. "What happened?" he asked, not even looking at the mechs.

"Apparently she collapsed during training" the silver mech said, as the medic began to scan her.

The medic hummed in acknowledgement as he ran the scanner over the femmes frame. "That's odd" he said, as he looked over the results.

"What?" both mechs asked at the same time.

"Her power levels are desperately low" he started; worry beginning to fill his frame. "We need to get her back to the med-bay" he finished, as he stood.

Megatron nodded as he stood, picking up the femme in his strong arms as he did. He held her frame close, minding not to harm her wings.

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Firewing began to stir, feeling herself being carried in a familiar embrace. She groaned as her systems, very slowly, came back online. She onlined her optics to look up at her mate. "Megatron" she groaned softly. "Where am I?"

Megatron looked down at the red seeker, relief clear on his faceplates. "I'm taking you to the med-bay" he answered, the servo across her back rubbing one wing gently. "Cobalt said you collapsed during training" he finished.

"I remember" the femme started, tiredly leaning her helm against the silver mechs chestplates. "I felt so drained and dizzy" she said, optics closing as she listened to the large mechs spark pulse.

Megatron looked at the femme as they neared the med-bay. He allowed the femme to rest as they completed their journey, keeping a close watch on her vitals as they went. When they entered the med-bay Megatron went straight to the nearest med-berth, placing the seeker upon it.

Hook immediately went to the femmes side, scanner in servo. "Alright femme, have you been refuelling regularly?" he asked, scanning the femme as he did.

"Yes. No less than normal" the femme answered weakly.

The medic hummed in thought. "There has to be a reason your power levels are so depleted" he said, as he moved to the edge of her berth. "I need you to open your chestplates" he said, as he sat on the edge of the berth. He waited as the femme complied, before scanning the femmes spark. "Oh primus. That explains it" he mumbled in awe.

"What is it Hook?" Megatron asked, worried about what the medic may have found. "What did you find?"

The medic looked between the Decepticon leader and his mate, smile on his faceplates. "Well, it would appear that congratulations are in order" Hook said, gaining a confused look from the two. "You are with spark my lady" he finished.

Megatrons optics widened as his body seamed to freeze. "A sparkling?" he asked slowly, not quite sure if he had heard the medic correctly. "We're having a sparkling" he said, as he placed his servo on the femmes abdomen above her gestation tank. "I love you so much" he said, as he wrapped his arms around her.

"And I you" Firewing said, as she pulled the silver mech down to plant a passionate kiss upon his lips.

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