thoughts

Pairings:

MegatronxOptimus Prime

WheeljackxBulkhead

RatchetxIronhide

SmokescreenxBumblebee

BreakdownxKnock Out

JazzxProwl

GrimlockxNightstar (oc)

SoundwavexBlaster

CyclonusxTailgate

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

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. And I don't know about the characters that I have been given ideas from others. But they get the credit for making them. Or anything related to Dragon Ball that I'll use.

Burnah sighed in relief when Ratchet fixed his side. Hot Rod jumped up and down. His teacher was going to be fine with a little bit of recovery and energon. Soundwave thanked Ratchet and let the medic groundbridge away. Hot Rod got closer to Burnah and helped him drink up the blue fuel. Burnah thanked him and wrapped an arm around the young mechling.

"So do you think we can start once you are better?" asked Hot Rod.

"Of course Hot Rod," said Burnah.

"Good. I want to learn more," said Hot Rod.

~~~000

Optimus sat at his desk with a pile of datapads that still needed to get done. He checked the time and sighed. It was getting late, yet he needed to get these done tonight. His helm ached slightly with stress. A knock was heard on the door. Optimus looked up, puzzled as to why someone was there. He got up and opened the door, his face meeting a spiked servo. Optimus stumbled backwards and hit a wall. The femme that walked in knelt down in front of him. Optimus' vision blurred, but he can make out the green and pink frame of his attacker.

"You won't feel a thing," she whispered.

Optimus felt a pain in his neck. Everything went black to him. The femme quickly got to work. Before she left, she left notes around with different messages. She snuck away into the night.

~~~000

Megatron paced around the house. Optimus hadn't come home last night and he was starting to get worried. But he couldn't leave Alnilam and the twins at home. The silver mech called up Kup and asked him to come over just minutes before. Once the blue-green mech came, Megatron thanked him and left without a word. Kup was confused but didn't argue or question.

Megatron flew past the Hall of Records and to the building nearby. He ran in and headed straight for his mate's office. Prowl, Jazz, Ironhide, and a few more officers taped off the area while medics rolled out a gurney in a rush. Megatron pressed himself up against the wall, sensing his mate on that gurney.

"Optimus," Megatron whispered.

"Quickly get some more energon over here."

"Keep that air tube in his mouth."

"His body isn't responding to anything we do."

The voices of the medics faded out. Megatron turned around in rage and went up to the black mech.

"Ironhide, what has happened here?! Why is Optimus injured?! Tell me!" Megatron shouted in rage.

"Megatron calm down. Optimus was attacked while he was working late. We don't know who or why yet. We found various messages laying around. They all connect in someway," said Ironhide. "Jazz and Prowl are working on it now. Go to the hospital. Optimus needs you right now."

Megatron nodded and rushed to the hospital. His spark raced with fear as he flew. His mate was injured by an unknown bot and no one knew why. At least for now. He would inform Kup of the situation when he arrived to the hospital. He may need to watch the children for a day or so. He arrived when the medics did and followed them to a room with a window. He stood there and watched as they worked.

"Please Primus, let Orion live," Megatron quietly prayed.

~~~000

"Ratchet, we need your help now. We have a mech that was attacked as of last night. He was found this morning and is in serious condition. We are on our way now," a medic said.

"I'll prepare emergency room 3," Ratchet replied back.

The orange and white mech got First Aid and Knock Out to help him prepare the room. As he waited, his mind raced with questions and thoughts. The medics arrived and wheeled the patient towards ER 3. Ratchet's spark raced when he saw his son in such a condition.

"Let's get to work," said Ratchet.