Pairings:

MegatronxOptimus Prime

WheeljackxBulkhead

RatchetxIronhide

SmokescreenxBumblebee

BreakdownxKnock Out

JazzxProwl

ElitaxOptimus Prime

Warnings: kissing, mentions of interfacing, violence, possibly sadness in future chapters, and mpreg.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters.

Megatron walked to the control room. He glanced at his two most trustworthy friends. Starscream approached his friend and placed a comforting servo on his shoulder. Megatron welcomed the gesture. He looked at Starscream before sitting down on his throne.

"How much longer until it activates again?" asked Starscream.

"Less than an Earth hour," Megatron answered. "Primus this is killing me. If only I could end this war. But they won't let me. They track everything I say and where I go. Only a few short Earth hours before they are able to track me again. But I can't do anything without them sending someone to harm Orion. He doesn't deserve that. But soon I will kill them all and end this war."

"Will you tell him?" asked the seeker.

"Next time I see him I will tell him what happened that day and why this war started in the first place," said Megatron.

"We will continue to follow your lead," said Starscream.

The High Council had threatened to kill Thundercracker, Skywarp, and Soundwave's creations if they didn't listen. And of course the Vehicons would follow due to them being slaves for all their lives and the promise of freedom at the end of the war. Breakdown and Knock Out were threatened to be killed if they didn't follow. Each cared greatly for something or someone too much to not obey.

"Orion will understand once you tell him. He was always understanding," said Soundwave.

"I just hope I am doing the right thing," Megatron muttered.

~~~Autobot base- days later

Optimus had started to feel the effects of not having the medicine in his system. He hid what was going on around others. But once he was in privacy he would purge badly and/or pass out. Soon his symptoms were noticed by both Ratchet and Ironhide. The others were in the main room talking about things when it happened. Optimus was at the monitors waiting for the message that would tell him if what happened was real or not.

Ratchet was working on the Synthetic Energon formula to stabilize it. Ironhide walked up to Optimus to ask what was happening. Optimus suddenly froze up and stared ahead. Ironhide called Ratchet to come to him. Optimus started to shake before he collapsed into a fit of brutal tremors and started to convulse. His vision became blurred and it felt like electricity was going through him.

Optimus started to feel panic rise in his throat when it because difficult to talk and intake air. His spark raced wildly in its casing as he started up at the ceiling. A black and orange/white blurs moved in front of him. He could barely hear what they were saying.

"Orion focus on me," said Ratchet. He saw the optics move to stare at him. "That's right. Just keep looking at me. It's almost over with. Just a few more minutes."

Ironhide held Optimus' helm to make sure he didn't injure himself. Soon the large mech stopped and took in deep breaths of cool air to cool his body down. Ironhide stroke his helm as it began to pound slightly. Optimus suddenly felt scared, confused.

"You're alright Orion," said Ratchet. "It's over with. Can you move your arm for me?"

Optimus didn't respond at first. Then he lifted his arm and placed it on Ratchet's chest.

"Good mech. Let's get you some energon and onto a berth in the medibay," said Ratchet calmly.

"What just happened?" Miko suddenly asked.

"He had what is very similar to a seizure. He's had them since he was little. But he has medication to help prevent them. The last one happened when we left Cybertron," said Arcee. "There is a few differences in ours then yours. Ours can cause spark attacks right afterwards if it goes on too long and it can cause the spark to become weaker. If one has too many so close then they will die. Optimus is a survivor of that."

"Don't worry, he'll be fine," said Jazz.

"Indeed. Ratchet knows what he is doing," said Prowl, holding Jazz close to him.

Just then an encoded message came. Prowl looked at it and decoded it. He read it before glitching. Jazz also read it and froze up. He tried to form words.

"Wow, he's speechless for once," said Bulkhead.

"It's for Optimus. From Megatron," said Jazz.

"So it wasn't a dream," Ironhide mumbled to himself.

Ironhide copied the message to a data pad and left to go deliver it to his son. Ratchet was scanning Optimus' frame and found that he hadn't been taking his medicine.

"Optimus, why haven't you been taking your medicine?" asked Ratchet. "You know these won't happen if you take them."

"There is no more left. And the ingredients to make more were left on Cybertron in your hidden hospital. I was going to tell but I kept forgetting each time for a reason I do not know of," Optimus explained.

"I shall see if we get to Cybertron to get them. For know I want you to tell me when you feel an attack," said Ratchet.

"Optimus?" Said mech faced towards the weapons specialist. "That message you were waiting for came through. Prowl read it and glitched. Then Jazz read it informing us it was for you. It's from him."

Optimus reached out for the data pad and turned it on. He read the message.

Optimus,

Meet me at the same location as last time. As I said last time I will explain things. Come right now. I don't have much time left before I'm caught.

Megatron.

"I have to go," said Optimus.

"Ep, ep, ep, you are not going anywhere," said Ratchet.

"You don't understand. I have to go," said Optimus.

"Ratchet, I'll take him. I will explain everything when I get back," said Ironhide. "Come on Orion."

~~~Country meadow

Megatron turned to see the portal he was waiting for appear. Optimus and Ironhide walked through. Ironhide set Optimus up against the rock and stayed there for a bit.

"Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself?" Ironhide asked.

"I am sure. If I feel another one I will inform you," said Optimus.

"Alright. I'll be back to check up on you in an hour. Just not to worry Ratch," said Ironhide. He looked towards Megatron. "Watch him Megs. He had an attack not too long ago."

"I shall Ironhide," said Megatron.

Ironhide left and the silver warlord knelt down and pulled Optimus up and into his lap. Optimus straddled the mech below him and he rested up against the rock. Optimus leaned forward and nestled his helm against the grey neck. Megatron held him close and stayed like that for a while.

"I do not have long, only a few Earth hours," said Megatron. "What you learn must not be shared with anyone."

"What is it?" asked Optimus.

"That day that we went to the High Council. They had sent me to a small room. Ratbat had restrained me to the wall. I fought as much I could. I didn't care that you would become Prime. We both wanted the same thing. They placed a chip in my right shoulder that tracks everything that I say and where I go. For a short time I am able to be free. I had to follow their orders. They threatened to send someone to kill you. I couldn't resist. And they have Starscream's brothers and Soundwave's symboites. I couldn't let them be killed along with you.

"I want so badly to stop this war. Sadly I cannot. They want us apart and made me the bad guy so that I would face death as punishment. Then they could control you however they found fit. They faked their deaths and are now hidden in a ship on the moon. I love you so much. I wanted so badly to be with you for the rest of my life. Sadly that cannot be until I kill each living member of the council."

"I knew that you would return to me," said Optimus. "I have missed you so much."

"And I little one. You have always been on my mind. We shall meet in secret. I shall give you my private com. link. They cannot access it at all," Megatron explained.

"Thank you Megatron," said Optimus, suddenly feeling like Orion Pax again.

"Are you out of medicine. Ironhide said that you had another attack."

"Indeed I did. The ingredients are back on Cybertron in Ratchet's secret hospital. Ratchet is concerned that I may have more attacks before I get the medicine. And each attack can and will get worse."

"I shall send troops and Knock Out to go get them for you. I do not wish to see you suffer."

Optimus nodded and laid back down. They stayed like that for a while. Megatron suddenly sat up and wrapped an arm around Optimus, the other going behind his helm, pulling him into a rough kiss. Optimus kissed back, missing this so much. Glossas intertwined with each other, tasting and stroking. Optimus moaned into the kiss and draped his arms around those strong shoulders. They became more desperate with each minute that passed by. Megatron growled quietly, showing his dominance.

"I love you so much," Megatron whispered when they broke apart, licking the sensitive audio receptor.

"I, ah, love you too Megatronus," Optimus whimpered out.

They went back to kissing each other. It was getting dark again. Soon the stars shined brightly on the two kissing mechs. Megatron sadly had to leave before the chip activated again. He departed with only a few oral fluid strands connecting them before they broke.

"I have to go," said Megatron. "I shall contact you when it deactivates again. I love you Orion. Never forget that."

"I shall see you again," said Optimus, pressing one last kiss to his mech.

Megatron got up and departed. Optimus sighed as he watched him leave. He called for a bridge, feeling the happiness grow in his spark once again. He walked to his room, ignoring the others stares. He fell into recharge with a small smile on his face. He could still taste the mech he loves on his own lips and glossa. He couldn't wait to see him again.