I thought I would just throw this out there: I am so sick of snow. I cannot be more ready for spring...anyhow, here's the next chapter of this story. Just a heads up, this story will be finished soon, maybe even as soon as the next chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter nonetheless.

9. The Assistant

Megatron awoke the next morning to Medic's aggravating voice as he spoke to someone on the monitor in the next room. He could hear him giving instructions to the assistant on where to dock the ship once they landed, and instructions on how to get to the med bay. After hearing that, Megatron presumed that Medic's "assistant" was arriving today, and probably very soon. But that didn't excite him. It was just another delay in his plans of getting out of the med bay and continuing his universal conquest.

The Decepticon leader yawned; figuring the best thing he could do was sleep. He glanced at his newly replaced arm and wriggled his fingers, only to have a stabbing, electrifying pain shoot up his arm that brought tears to his optics. "Damn it," he breathed. Maybe by some stroke of luck he wouldn't hate the assistant and could get out of the med bay quicker. But who was he kidding? Any luck he had died with Megabyte, vorns and vorns ago.

"Ah, sir, you're awake," Medic stated as he suddenly appeared in Megatron's room.

"What in the name of the pit do you want?" Megatron asked, irritated.

"I just came to inform you that my assistant will be arriving within the hour."

"Hooray?" the Decepticon leader replied sarcastically, offlining his optics.

"You say that now," he heard the Medic mutter under his breath as he walked out of the room. Megatron glanced out after him, trying to figure out why he would say that. He dismissed it though as he returned to a peaceful slumber.

She wasn't sure what to think when Medic had contacted her a couple weeks ago with the news that her assistance was needed immediately for a "gravely injured Decepticon." Due to security reasons—or so she figured—the name of the injured 'Con was not given to her. She guessed whoever the injured Decepticon was, he or she was fairly important. This was not the first time she had been called to fix severely damaged Decepticons.

But everything about this was so different from previous experiences. She was being transported by a highly elite Decepticon guard, they knew where they were going, but she didn't. She only hoped that this wasn't a trick.

"Preparing to dock," she heard the pilot say.

She went over to the window to see where they were, Cybertron; she was working on a different planet when Medic summoned her, that's why it had taken her so long to arrive. But she didn't recognize this particular place. She had fled Cybertron a long time ago, she had every intention of returning, but not until the time was right. She frowned. Whoever was injured better have really been gravely injured to call her all the way back here when she was not ready.

When the ship was finished docking, a guard came to escort her to the med bay. She was more than eager to get started. The sooner the repairs were finished, the sooner she could leave.

Megatron was awoken again when he heard someone knock on the med bay door. Nobody knocked, so he guessed the assistant had arrived. Using his good arm, he propped himself up on his recharge berth. He didn't want to be lying down when this assistant walked in, it would look weak.

"Ah, you're finally here! And it's about time too, my patient is growing more and more restless with each passing hour," the Decepticon leader heard Medic say from his room, causing him to groan, "Follow me, I'll introduce you to him, although, I think you guys have met before."

That sparked Megatron's curiosity and he looked to the door, waiting for the assistant and Medic to come in, but he listened as their footsteps stopped outside the door. He tried to peek outside, but it hurt too much. He growled.

"Well, he's in there. If you need anything, let me know."

"You're not coming in?"

Megatron's circuits froze when he heard that voice. It couldn't be…

"No, I have other work to do."

"Suit yourself," she replied and she stepped into Megatron's room only to stop dead in her tracks.

When her optics met his, oh when her optics met his, he recognized her immediately. Her youthful form hadn't left her, and she looked more beautiful now than she ever had in the past. But it was impossible…Megatron felt his spark pounding and swelling in his chest. He watched as her optics widened in disbelief, and he felt a smile stretch across his face. If only he could stand up…

"This has to be a dream…" she breathed, "I think I'm going to have a spark attack."

"Megabyte," he responded, but he didn't know what else to say, it was just so wonderful to say her name again. He saw tears building in her optics, and his spark swelled with a warmth he hadn't felt in vorns, "Primus damn it, come here Megabyte. I can't walk."

She approached him, and she stopped directly in front of him. He didn't care how much it hurt; he stood up and looked down at her. He cupped her face in his hands, ignoring the pain that radiated through his chassis.

"Megatron," she breathed, causing him to tremble. She let the tears fall from her optics before exclaiming, "Damn it, you don't know how much I've missed you." And she crushed him in a hug.

Megatron wrapped his arms tightly around her, despite how much pain he was in. He was not about to give this moment up, a moment he would have traded his whole life for. "I haven't forgotten anything," he whispered, letting his hands roam over her body, "Primus, it's really you."

She looked up at him and he wiped the tears from her face. "I just can't believe…after all this time…" she smiled, "I have you back in my arms."

Primus, what was he waiting for? He still didn't know if this was a dream. Megatron tilted her face towards his. As happy as he was, there were no words that could describe how he felt. He wanted to crush himself against her, as close as they were, they still weren't close enough. She was everything he wanted, from the moment he met her, from the moment she died, she was everything he lived for.

"Megabyte," he breathed, pressing his lips to her neck. He breathed her in, trying to remember everything about her, "Please, please, please tell me you don't have a mate."

"I chose a mate a very, very long time ago Megatron, you should know that."

He swallowed her lips in a kiss, she was his, she had agreed the night before she died to be his mate and he would hold her to that. He wanted nothing less from her; she was to be his equal. He wouldn't let her leave, he couldn't lose her again.

Megatron guided her down onto the recharge berth and laid beside her, staring her in the optics. "Megatron," she said as she cupped his face in her hand and gently stroked his cheek with her thumb, "I am so afraid I am only dreaming…this is just too good to be true."

"You're not dreaming, this is real," he reassured her.

"I…I never stopped loving you."

The Decepticon leader grinned and pulled her into another kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him as he deepened this kiss. Somehow he would prove to her that his feelings for her never changed. He still loved her; he still loved her with everything he had.

When the kiss ended, Megatron revealed his spark to her. He watched as she watched him, his spark reflecting in her twinkling optics. "Megabyte," he said softly, "I want you to have my spark, I want you to have all of me. I am so undeserving, but you are the only one who's been able to accept me for everything I am." And to his surprise, she revealed her spark to him.

"You're everything I've ever wanted, you are the first person I fell in love with, and I want you to be the last."

Megatron didn't care that the door was wide open; he didn't care if anyone walked by or walked in on them as he pressed his spark to hers. Nothing would ruin this moment, nobody would ruin this moment, this moment that was so long overdue. He kissed her deeply, wishing he could make up for all the years they were apart.

He felt her tears on his cheeks, he felt her grasp at his waist, his shoulders, he shuddered at her touch. Everything she did was like Heaven, a place he knew he'd never see, but she was the closest thing he had to it.

"I love you," she breathed.

"Not as much as I love you," he replied.

And together they went cascading into ecstasy.

He woke up to the sound of her laughter, and he couldn't have felt happier. Megatron brought his optics online only to see Megabyte talking to Thundercracker like time had never separated them. He smiled and watched them for a bit before sitting up, their attention shifting to him.

"It's good to see you awake sir. I take it you've seen what Medic found," Thundercracker stated, grinning broadly.

"I've more than seen her," Megatron replied, smugly.

"I don't want to know," Thundercracker replied, "But I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. It's good to see you so happy again sir." And he left the med bay.

Megatron looked to Megabyte before saying, "You do realize you have a lot of explaining to do."

"As do you," she replied, "What in the pit did you do to end up here?"

"I was on a scouting mission with Thundercracker and Starscream; we were surveying the black hole that's currently threatening Cybertron. However, we were ambushed by three Autobots. They attacked me at point blank range. But that's all I remember. Thundercracker brought me back here to the med bay, I was missing an arm and a leg, my optics were shattered, my systems were so weak whenever I tried to talk only static would come out, but Medic managed to stabilize me and restore me to the current state I'm in. I'm in so much pain though," Megatron explained.

"I would expect you to be after injuries like that," Megabyte replied, "You're lucky you weren't killed."

"I thought dying would send me back to you, but thank Primus I lived," and he paused briefly before asking, "I saw you die. How the hell are you alive?"

"I never died, Megatron."

"You had no pulse, your optics were blacker than night."

"I was merely in a deep stasis. When I woke up, I was in an Autobot med bay…" she stopped midsentence and looked at him.

Megatron saw pain in her optics and he knew that the Autobots did something to her he knew he didn't want to hear, but what that was, he didn't know. "It's okay," he said.

"I was their prisoner for the longest time, but eventually I was able to escape. I managed to find and join up with the Decepticons where I dedicated myself to medical research. When the conflict became too dangerous for us on Cybertron, we retreated to one of the nearby planets, biding our time until we could come back. I worked as a medical officer, repairing severely wounded Decepticons that came to me. I guess I built myself a reputation, because Medic here contacted me saying he needed my assistance. For security purposes though, he didn't tell me who I was repairing, the nature of your injuries, or where I was going. I was merely escorted here by an elite Decepticon guard."

"If you've been alive all this time, why didn't you try and find me?" he asked.

"Don't think I didn't try," she responded quickly, "You may be the leader of the Decepticons, but you are not the easiest person to track down."

He sighed, knowing that she was right. He never stayed in one place too long on Cybertron. "What happened when you were with the Autobots?"

"I can't talk about that right now. I will you tell you…just not now."

"Megabyte, if they hurt you—

"Please Megatron, not now."

He sighed heavily, "Alright, but don't keep me waiting—

"I know," she remarked with a smirk, "You hate to be kept waiting."

"So," he said with a smile while changing the subject, "You're going to be my physical therapist?"

"Yes," she replied, "But that's such a severe waste of my talents, like you don't even know. I thought for sure I was going to be fixing someone that had serious injuries. Medic never told me he had already fixed you."

"Believe it or not, I just got my limbs back yesterday. They are so sore I can't even move them."

Megabyte came over to him and sat beside him on the recharge berth where he was lying. "Well, let me take a look," she said.

"A look?" he asked confused, "A look at what?"

"You shoulder and hip joints. It's possible some of the wires were not connected in the right areas, which could be one source of your pain."

"Just as long as it doesn't hurt too much," he remarked.

"Just relax," she said as she leaned forward to get a better look.

Megatron tensed as he braced himself for the pain, but it never came, even when Megabyte redid some of the wiring inside his shoulder. All these years he hated getting injured because the repairs were often more painful than the injury…but Megabyte, she was so gentle; she knew what she was doing. And he relaxed against her touch, comforted by the thought she was trying to take his pain away.

"Alright," she said, "Make a fist and tell me how that feels."

He grimaced as he did so; the pain was still undeniably there, but not as strong. "It's better," he said.

"Well," she said, sitting up, "It's small movements for you until you're back up to full strength. And massages each morning and evening will help stimulate your nerves and allow oil to flow easier through your new limbs."

"I'm liking this."

"I figured you would."

Using his good arm, he propped himself up so that he was sitting up as well. He pulled her against him and held her tightly. Megabyte sighed heavily and leaned her full weight against the Decepticon leader. "You do realize it's completely against the medical code of conduct to have any sort of affair with a patient, even if the patient initiates the affair," she admitted.

"And what happens if you do?" he asked with a smirk.

"I get reported to my superior officer, which in this case, would be you," she explained.

"And let me guess, he decides on an appropriate punishment," he remarked.

"Precisely."

He chuckled as he kissed the top of her head, "Well then, as your punishment, you are to make love to me every day for the rest of our lives."

She laughed, and her laughter was music to Megatron's audio receptors. He sighed, feeling so complete. He hugged Megabyte closer to him as he breathed, "I just can't believe you've been alive all this time. If only I had known…"

"There were some times I came really close to finding you," she confessed, "By the time I got to some of the locations where you were, you had left just minutes before I could get there. That was aggravating."

"I take it you didn't have any other lovers then."

She was silent for a few moments before saying very quietly, "Not willingly."

Megatron felt anger course through him, anger, shock, sadness and guilt raged through him so strongly he became dizzy. He looked Megabyte in the optics before growling, "Give me their names Megabyte and I swear to you I will make them suffer like never before. Nobody does that to you, and I mean nobody."

She shook her head, "No, I can't…I can't talk about it, I can't even think about it. It took me forever to be able to trust anyone again. I will tell you someday it's just, I can't do it now. It's too soon."

He understood and he pulled her down beside him on the berth. He held her as tightly as he could and she wrapped her arms around him, as if clinging to him for dear life. "I love you," he breathed, "And I want you to understand that you're safe now, nothing like that is ever going to happen to you again."

"I love you too," she replied, smiling softly, "And I know."

He smiled and kissed her gently before saying, "You should probably get some recharge. You had a long journey."

"I'm afraid if I fall asleep and wake up, I'll discover all this was just a dream."

"I will still be here when you wake up in the morning, I promise you that."

"For the first time in vorns," she remarked, "Reality is better than dreams."

He grinned proudly, "Megabyte, you don't understand how much I've missed you."

"I have a pretty good idea."

"Go to sleep, love." He watched as her optics went offline and she soon fell asleep, a small smile upon her face. Megatron sighed happily; he wasn't tired, and didn't plan on recharging any time soon. He only wanted to watch Megabyte sleep. And he was so excited for the morning because he would be the first person she saw when she woke up. And he could tell her good morning. He could kiss her and tell her how beautiful she was. He could tell her how much he loved her.

And Megatron could do this every morning, from now, until eternity.

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