(A/N: There is a brief sexual scene here.)
"What do we do?" Moonracer asked nervously as she looked at the Decepticon femme lying between them.
"Do you know who they belong too?" Chromia asked urgently, looking a little sire. "Like, who's the sire?" She added to better clarify her question to her friend.
Moonracer shook her helm slowly. "I wouldn't be able to know that until they're delivered... Or Soundwave tells us." The minty-green femme answered slowly, concerned. "And she's been a little tight lipped about all of it." She added, her friend nodding slowly. "Not many like to talk about theire abuse, and I have no doubts in my processor that she's being abused." Chromia responded.
"Do you really believe that, Chromia?" Moonracer asked, looking over the recharging femme sadly.
Chromia crossed her arms, looking angry. "Only possibility. These... Bite marks are infected, which would mean that Soundwave was either not comfortable to tell her partner, or he didn't care to have her treated for them." She explained.
Soundwave twitched where she lay, optical ridges furrowed as she began to shift uncomfortably.
"Do you think she's... Having a memory purge?" Moonracer asked softly as Chromia nodded. "Wake her up. We can do repairs with her awake just as well as if she were recharging."
Moonracer nodded and grabbed another syringe, inserting it into the TIC's neck cabling and slowly emptying the liquid into her energon lines.
Soundwave thrashed desperately... She couldn't see... Couldn't hear... She could feel his large, hulking frame shifting over her, feel the berth shift beneath his weight... She pulled against her restraints as she felt sharp denta at her frame, her neck, biting into her and making her cry out as she felt his weight settle over her frame, trapping her. She let out a broken sob as she felt him slide into her... Moving both inside and out, Soundwave helpless... She could feel the-
Soundwave jolted online, sitting up and blindly lashing out, but felt someone grab her arms and gently, but firmly, pin her down. "Soundwave! Soundwave, it's ok! You're safe!" The voice of Moonracer penetrated the fog and Soundwave allowed them to ease her back on the berth as she tried to keep from sobbing, her chassis rising and falling rapidly as she moved her legs together in a defensive gesture.
The two Autobot femmes were looking at her in concern and pity, pity Soundwave didn't want or need. "Soundwave..." Moonracer spoke again now. "We... We found bites on your protoform, as well as other... signs of..."
Closing her optics, Soundwave gave a mute nod, knowing what Moonracer was hesitating to ask. "Y-Yes." She looked up at the two Autobots that looked at each other then at her. "Who did it, Soundwave?"
Sitting up, Soundwave's servos shook. "Megatro-on." She stammered out, looking at them with wide optics. "Please don't say anything! Please! He'll kill me if he finds out!" She cried uncharacteristically, trembling violent, desperation in her optics.
Chromia placed a servo on Soundwave's shoulder. "We won't say anything... But maybe you should tell this to Optimus? He could talk to Me-"
"No!" Soundwave cried out, optics wide with fear. "He'll kill me, then he'd kill the sparkli-..." She looked away, shaking... She had just broken down in front of autobots!
The two femmes nodded. "We know about them as well." Moonracer announced gently.
"Are they alright? I-I was struck in the abdomen... Are their protoforms alright?" She asked, fearful, but relaxed when the two femmes nodded. "They're fine, Soundwave."
Soundwave relaxed. "H-He doesn't know about them..." She whispered, realization dawning as both femmes stared at her in surprise. "Don't worry Soundwave... You won't be going back. The Autobots won't give you up without a very good reason." Chromia told her gently but Soundwave shook her helm. "He will make you a reason." She whispered softly.
Moonracer shook her helm. "You can give information in exchange for a deal." She murmured softly.
Soundwave thought about that... She could try to, but she doubted that she had anything of use for the Autobots, and anything she gave up would make her death all the more painful, so she mutely shook her helm, not wanting to tell them that all she really was to Megatron was a pleasure bot, a breeding bot, and the TIC part of it had just been a coverup.
"Well... Don't worry about it, alright?" Moonracer asked gently. "We'll stay with you and keep you safe." She added with a comforting smile.
Soundwave felt conflicted as well as confused. "Why would you help me?" She asked softly.
"Because that's what we do." Chromia answered. "I promise no one will hurt you here. If they so much as touch you, I'll knock their processor out!" She stated, fire in her optics.
"Come on... We'll bring you to where you'll be able to stay." Moonracer smiled reassuringly, taking Soundwave's servo and pulling her gently to her pedes, leading her down the hall and into a room. "You can stay here, and Optimus might let you stay on your own after you swear an oath to not do anything bad while you're here."
Soundwave nodded quietly and moved over to the window, looking out silently, the sound of the door closing the only sound to let her know that she was alone now, and she let a tear pass down her faceplates.