The Nemisis, Jack's POV

"Megs, that wasn't just 'a little dangerous', that was just plain suicide!" I said, laying on his palm.

The recon had been pure hell, and I'd felt ill every time Megatron weaved in his alt form.

He chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drag you into something you wanted nothing to do with." He replied, optics dim with weariness. I gave a small grin, rubbing a hand absent mindedly along the seams of his metal hand. He purred, optics flickering for a moment.

"'Night Megs."

He smiled down at me, and his holform appeared. He lay next to me and pulled me close, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Good night, Jack."

When I woke up the next morning, I was still pressed against Megs' holoform. I turned so that I faced him, and he stirred at the movement, blinking before looking down at me. He smiled sleepily.

"Morning Megs." I murmured with a yawn. He gave a muffled mumble, making me laugh while he moved so that his face was burried in my hair.

"C'mon, I gotta get going soon." I said, trying to free myself from his grip, which only tightend.

"Noo..." He groaned, pulling me as close as possible. I rolled my eyes, then reached around a rubbed a hand along the sensitive nodes along the holoforms neck.

Megatron jumped, the holoform vanishing as the real Megs stared at me in surprise. I laughed.

"Well, that worked." I comented as I sat up and stretched. Megatron scowled.

"That was cruel."

I snorted as I went and grabbed a pair of new clothes. I removed my shirt, and began removing my pants, but stopped when I realized Megatron was still there.

Staring at me.

I looked at him over my shoulder. "Could I have some privacy, please?" I asked.

"No."

I glared at him.

"You're such an aft." I muttered.

I quickly changed, trying to ignore the fact Megatron was there, I then grabbed my messenger bag.

I rumaged in it for my datalog...

Something brushed against my aft.

I yelped, jumping back and turning, my face flushed. Megatron laughed, and I glared at him.

"Seriously?"

Megatron just laughed harder.

I sighed, continuing to look for my datalog, but then a thought crossed me.

"Hey, Megs?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think...that Optimus will agree to ending the war?" I asked hesitantly. Megatron was silent for a moment, then his holoform appeared.

He came over and hugged me from behind as I continued to rumage in my bag.

"I believe it will be hard for him to accept that I truely wish to end the war, I've tooken many lives. But I know that in the end, he'll come to accept it, and the war will end."

I looked up at him, his face upside down in my vision.

"So what, you're gonna say 'Sorry for killing probably hundreds of Autobots, have some energon'?" I asked.

The holoform chuckled.

"If only it were that easy." He replied, then sighed.

"I have things I must attend to."

"And you think I don't?" I asked, he laughed. He then bent down, softly kissing me before letting go. The holoform faded away, and the real Megs stood.

"I will see you later on." He said, I inclined my head in farewell before looking back down at my bag. He laughed as I grumbled incoherently, then left.

After finding my datalog, I was on my way as well.

Later, 3rd POV

"There! You should be good. Don't let me catch you in here for at least a week, got it?" Jack said playfully. The seeker nodded, and Jack smiled at the familiar show of gratefullness as the seeker touched his head with a finger and left.

"You've been doing good, Jack."

The raven haired teen smiled up at Knockout.

"It's cause I like doing it, but I think Ratchet would still be a better teacher." Jack teased, earning a scowl from Knockout.

"Thank you." He said dryly before examining one of the datapads.

"There's only one more seeker that needs medical attention, go ahead and leave. I'll handle it."

"You sure?"

Knockout nodded, waving a hand carelessly in a silent dismissal, though Jack was already out of the medbay.

Jack's POV

I ran down the hall, clutching my bag tightly as I skidded around a corner. I was attempting to find 'Wave, but so far had no luck.

I paused when I came across the door to the main control room.

'Maybe Megs knows where 'Wave is.' I thought to myself as I approached the door. It hissed open, and I entered.

Megatron was looking at a few screens, yelling out orders. I smirked and moved forward unnoticed. I then reached up, running a hand along the wiring between the plating on the side of his left leg.

He jumped, optics bright in alarm as he looked down, and I smirked up at him.

I'm sure if he was human, he'd be red in the face, since the sensation of when wiring was touched in such a way was rather...pleasant.

"Hey, seen Soundwave?" I asked as he scowled. He blinked in surprise at my question, then offered a hand for me to stand upon. He lifted me to face level.

"I believe he is in the training room." He said in reply to my question as his fingers slightly curled upward behind me to brush along my legs.

"Stop that." I said, voice dead. He didn't comply, in fact his claws brushed slightly higher to touch my aft.

I promtply slammed my fist into the side of one of his fingers, denting it. He winced and ceased his ministrations for a moment, but then his finger returned to brush the back of my thighs. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.

"Remember what I said about taking it slow?"

He nodded.

"This might be a surprise to you, but touching my aft isn't taking it slow in the slightest."

He sighed, his clawed fingers moving away and staying this time.

I grinned up at him, then jumped to his shoulder, placing my hand gently on his warm, metal cheek. He purred, head tilting slightly to press against my hand. I laughed softly, gently stroking his cheek with my thumb.

The other 'cons stared at us for a moment, but then the realization dawned on them, and they looked away. Deciding they'd seen stranger.

I smiled as he gently took me in his hand again, and pressed his forehead to mine. My eyes shut as the warmth of his faceplates soothed me, and Megatron's purr increased in volume.

"So how is everything going, are we going to get to see the 'bots soon?" I asked as we moved away. He stared at me, a strange emotion flashing across his features for a moment.

"Hey, something wrong?"

He was silent, then shook his head. But I crossed my arms.

"Don't lie to me, Megs. I know for a fact that if I really want, I can kick you off the berth." I threatend, and I saw a few seekers barely contain small bouts of laughter. Megatron stared at me with surprise, then chuckled slightly.

"Well, it seems that you speak so highly of the Autobots. I cannot help but believe that you will spend more of your time with them rather than I."

I blinked in surprise, then laughed. Megatron's head tilted in confusion, and my laughing increased.

"Y-You really think *laugh* I w-won't *laugh* Sp-spend time wi-with you after *laugh* You c-call a truce?" I asked, wiping tears away from my eyes as he frowned. My laughing slowly ended, and I gently stroked one of his metal fingers. I then pressed my forehead to the warm metal.

"You can be such an idiot sometimes." I murmured, and he scowled.

"Really, you honestly think that? I will spend time with them, but I know I'll give you the same amount, if not more, of my attention." I said truthfully. I then moved, rubbing my cheek against his up turned thumb before pulling away.

It was his turn to blink in surprise, but then a small smile came to his lips. I returned the smile.

"Well, I gotta go, Knockout gave me the day off. See you later!" I said quickly. I then jumped down, landing easily and running out the door.