Ok, I is back! XD I would have updated sooner, but I had a wedding to go to and I've been sick since forever. So here's chapter 6, sorry for the wait!

blood shifter: I didn't mean to scare you! I've just been really busy. But here's the next chapter, I hope you like. And yes, poor percy... but the something good is gonna come next chapter.

flamingmarsh: I'm glad you liked the last chapter. XD Darn you misspells! XD

Airstrike: No you can't hurt Megs yet... yet being the key word. Hereherehere! I up dated! XD

Chapter 6

Soundwave growled, very happy to finally leave that chaotic room. Starscream complained constantly, trying to reason the fact of why Perceptor was there. Megatron, Soundwave thought, did an absolute perfect job... of ignoring the questions. Feeling compleatly wiped, Soundwave wanted nothing more then to fall into a deep recharge; the door opened and he froze in the doorway.

Perceptor was already in recharge. He was curled into a very tight ball, his face hidden. Clicking off his mask and visor, Soundwave slowly approached the berth, hearing a high pitched whine coming from the youngling. His internal systems were working hard, that meant...

"He's cold."Soundwave frantically searched until he found a discarded blanket in the corner. He tightly wrapped Perceptor in, his systems working less. "It's not enough, but that's the only blanket I have! But that's not the only warmth I have..."

Cautiously, Soundwave layed down, pulled Perceptor close and threw the blanket over them both. Instantly, Perceptor's systems worked as normal and Soundwave relaxed. Perceptor mumbled something inaudible and moved closer, burying himself in Soundwave's chest. The blue mech's optics widened, spark skipping a beat; was... was he just cuddled? His face broke into a smile and pulled Perceptor closer.

"Primus above! How'd I live without this!"He placed a very quick kiss on Perceptor's brow, "I'm never leaving you again."

...

When Perceptor woke, he was surprised to find himself very comforted. Onlining his optics, he jumped finding Soundwave very close. His spark beated faster; he suddenly felt another spark attempting to calm him down, every beat replied with another.

"Having fun?"Perceptor yelped; he heard Soundwave's voice inside him. He looked up to find the blue mech awake, smirking.

"W-What?"

Soundwave laughed. "It's called 'bond talk'. It's normally associated with bondmates, but family members have it also."

"Oh..."

"Try it."

"I don't think I can..."

"Yes you can," He pulled Perceptor closer, allowing Perceptor to feel his spark beating, "Just try."

Perceptor relaxed. "Um... hello?"

"Very good!"

"I-I did it! Sou-"

"No, I'm your father, call me that."

"A-Alright," Soudnwave pulled Perceptor into a tight hold, "Ah, father!!"

"Oops sorry."

"No, no, it's fine," Perceptor smiled gently, "You're really happy, I can tell."

"You can not even imagine..."Soundwave placed another kiss on Perceptor's brow, "You are the greatest thing I've ever seen."

"Why am I here."

Soundwave looked down to find a very serious Perceptor, "W-What?"

"Besides being something to dangle over you, why am I here?"

The blue mech sighed. "I'm attempting to build something for Megatron. He says it'll win the war in a click, and if I can't build it... he'll force you to."

"W-What!? B-But I don't want to!"

"Perceptor!" Soundwave pulled the youngling close, "Calm down, I'd lose my spark before I let anything happen to you."

...

"It's been three megacycles! We must have found something by now!" Ratchet slammed his fist down.

"We don't like it anymore then you Ratchet! But throwing our anger at us won't help-"

"I wasn't talking to you youngling!"

"ENOUGH!" Prime stepped in, shuting both Ratchet and Prowl up. "Fighting each other will get us nowhere."

"Well I don't see anyone else doing a slaggin' thing!"

"One more outburst from you Ratchet and you're going to the brig!" Ratchet was about to retort, but Ironhide pulled him back and he held silence. "Good, now, Prowl was explaining before as of now we have no leads. However," Prime cut Ratchet off, "Wheeljack has... something to say."

Prime stepped aside and Wheeljack took his place. "Well um..." He looked over to Hound.

"Relax." He mouthed.

Wheeljack nodded. "I had... a weird dream last night. B-But it didn't feel like a dream." He shifted nervously.

"It's alright Wheeljack, just tell us." said Prime.

"I-I'm seeing through someone else optics and it's a huge room that I'm in. And Perceptor's next to me, but he's in recharge," Wheeljack looked up, "That's really it."

"What does the room look like?" asked Prowl.

"Um... it's underground and the walls are just solid and gray."

"...That's not much ta go on Prowlie." said Jazz.

"It's enough." Prowl turned and began to type.

"Um, very well. I believe we are done for now." At that Ratchet quickly left followed by Ironhide.

"How the slag can he say we're done! We have nothing and we're just done!" He puched, leaving a dent in the wall.

"Ratchet!" Ironhide pulled him back, "Don't do that!"

"Why the frag shouldn't I!"

"Cuz that's not helpin' Perceptor!"

"Hide, we don't have anything to help Perceptor! I may never be able to see my son again and that's killing me!"

"But punchin' walls for the heck of it is stupid!"

"Well then label me as such!"

SMACK! Ratchet hit the ground hard, holding his stinging cheek. Ironhide held him down.

"Ya need to stop this. You're worried, ya have ever right. But worryin' and killin' yourself over it isn't helpin' to find Perceptor."

"Then what am I supposed to do!"

"First off, stop yelling at me. You have to relax Ratchet."

"How the frag am I going to relax!? My son is missing!" Ironhide quickly kissed Ratchet, swallowing the medic's comment.

...

Perceptor casually scrolled through the data pad, lightly skimming over the topic. Soundwave had left a couple of cycles ago, starting his day off. Unable to leave, Perceptor busied himself with the multiple data pads. He placed one down and picked another up. He'd only read the first sentence when an explosion sounded. Perceptor quickly jumped off and pressed an audio to the door. Another bang, but it was a door being forced open, and hurried heavy footsteps became louder.

"No sir please! I-I didn't know that would happen!"

The door was forced open, throwing Perceptor back. Starscream towered over him, taking up the door frame. Soundwave was being held back by two other seekers, Megatron watching. Starscream forced the youngling up and dragged him back down to the holding cells. They headed further down than before, everything becoming dark and cold.

Starscream forced open a heavy door and shoved Perceptor in. He gasped; this was the room was the same as in his dream... Mirage was in this room... Perceptor struggled as Starscream bonded his hands above him. He was lifted off the ground, his feet barely touching the ground. Something pinched a neck wire and Perceptor's optics shut off, leaving him in the dark.

Soundwave struggled, feeling helpless as Starscream prepared Perceptor. Skywarp and Thundercraker released him, but Megatron held him back.

"Please sir, my son's done nothing wrong! Punish me, I messed up not him!"

"I think not Soundwave. You messed up and your son will pay for it." Megatron walked in, the seekers shoving Soundwave after him. He was placed in front of Perceptor, who was shaking terribly; Starscream pulled out a whip.

"Oh Primus... no, Megatron please! He's a youngling, he doesn't deserve this!"

Perceptor began to shake worse. "F-Father?"

"Perceptor, don't talk! Just keep focused on me."

"W-What's going on?"

"Perceptor just... it won't hurt for long, I promise..."

...

Soundwave was wrong. Perceptor had curled in on himself, pressed against the corner, the marks still bleeding. Primus above did this hurt! If Perceptor didn't know any better, his entire back armor was gone. He jumped, feeling someone caress his helm.

"Perceptor, stand up, I need to heal you." The youngling looked up; he'd forgotten he was shoved back into Soundwave's room. Said mech was standing over him, holding a role of fabric wrap. Perceptor stood, only to fall against Soundwave.

"I got you." Soundwave placed Perceptor on the berth and began to wrap. Perceptor only twitched once or twice. When done, Soundwave flipped him over and held him close. "Perceptor I... I am so sorry. I never wanted this for you..."

Perceptor moved closer. "It's alright father... it's not your fault..."

Soon, Perceptor had fallen into recharge, leaving Soundwave to think. Perceptor couldn't stay here, he knoew that, but there's no way the Autobots knew where they were... But he knew how to tell them. Closing his optics, Soundwave sent a silent transmission to the only sleeping mech at the Autobot base.

Mirage snapped his optics open and sat up. "Hound..."

"Yes?"

"I know where Perceptor is."