Sorry for the cliffhanger but I wanted to get a chapter posted so that my fans know that I am still alive and writing.
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Starscream waited outside in the lounge area, an overly large storage closet that Doc had converted so that she wouldn't have to stumble over mechs and femmes loitering in front of the medical doors, for Megatron to come back from the city with Optimus. He had been ushered out by Doc as Ratchet was inducing stasis so that they could surgically remove the large sparkling that was causing Shalon so much pain.
Starscream knew from Kiki's and Shalon's many conversations that the mechling had much of his sire's coding and that it would probably form in the traditional Kaonian way that the particular traits of mechs of that society had come to be associated with. Shalon's original petit seeker build could not withstand the rough contours form of the sparkling she was carrying, but even Doc's calculations had been off, even though Doc wanted Shalon to carry the sparkling as long as possible to ensure that it would bond with its carrier, and it had placed Shalon in very dangerous situation.
As Starscream paced back and forth in the small confines of the lounge he looked up as he heard the distinctive steps of his Lord High Protector. Megatron's form made the door to the lounge small and insignificant as he stood there looking at the air commander silently expecting a report. Starscream stopped pacing and straightened his form up so that he stood tall and proud even though his news would not be received kindly.
"Shalon was visiting Kiki and our sparkling when she started having contractions. I rushed her to the infirmary and Ratchet and Doc received her. They are performing surgery, and emergency caesarian, as we wait for the outcome. She has been in surgery for an hour my lord." Starscream informed him as Optimus walked in behind his brother as he heard Starscream's report. Megatron didn't say anything for a moment as he started to turn toward the doors of the infirmary.
"No Megatron, they won't allow you in and you would only be in their way." Optimus said as he laid a restraining hand on his brother.
"I can't feel her." Megatron said as his looked at Optimus with pleading optics. It would be the only thing he would say with the air commander standing within hearing.
"She will be fine. Doc and Ratchet are the best and they are bonded so they know what is at stake." Optimus gently said as he placed both hands on his brother's shoulder plates.
"I know. She is a feisty femme that will fight with everything she is because she knows that it will make me angry if I lose her." Megatron stated softly as Allie walked in behind her mate. She walked into Megatron's arms and hugged her brother-in-law as Optimus embraced both of them.
"She will be fine. Doc would not mess around and let her hemorrhage from a long labor. They did the right thing to go ahead and do a caesarian. It is for the best." Allie said quietly. She stayed within his arms and sent reassurance telepathically to him so that he would not worry and upset his little daughter.
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Waverly lay on the berth in their berth room waiting for her mate. Tia had come by to check on her as well as tell her that Shalon was in surgery. She was concerned for the young femme but she was more agitated that Cliffjumper had been gone all day and had not reported back. He had closed the bond when he left her on the couch and now she was afraid that she had ruined her chance of happiness with him. She felt tears form but she refused to let them fall. It was the cause of her problems and they would not solve anything. She couldn't recharge until she knew that Cliffjumper was okay and that he would come home so that they could at least talk and she could apologize.
So Waverly lay on their berth waiting for her mate and feeling their sparkling move within her as he tried to reassure its carrier that everything would be alright. She was on the verge of calling the command center and asking the officer on duty if Cliffjumper had called in when she heard the door open and relief flooded her systems. She patiently waited for Cliffjumper to come in and go to the wash racks and then come to berth and he did not disappoint.
Waverly watched as he silently walked in. She sat up in the berth but Cliffjumper did not say a word to her. She tried to push open their bond but she felt him slam it shut against her. She felt tears form but was determined not to let them fall. He wouldn't believe her now anyway. Again she waited for him to come out of the wash racks as she snuggled under the covers of their berth but when he came out he stopped and watched her for the longest time before retreating to the other berth room.
This time Waverly gave in to the tears for a moment but then wiped them away and took a breath while rising up to pull the covers back. She strode past the living area and walked purposely into the spare berth room that would soon become the nursery. Cliffjumper was sitting in the rocking chair that Optimus and Allie had given them. It seemed that he was waiting for her to come to him.
"I couldn't come to the berth without feeling anger and I knew that it would not end well." Cliffjumper looked at her steady and determined. "I am tired of bending over backwards just to please you and everyone else. It stops now and we work towards becoming a real couple." He said it smoothly and with purpose. "What happened this morning in the infirmary stops!" He said harshly. "We are bonded therefore we make decisions together but if I feel that your actions may bring harm to you or our growing family then you will respect my final say. No more of you trying to manipulate me or sway me when you know that others would advise against it."
Waverly stood there looking down as Cliffjumper talked. She looked back up as he finished and Waverly knew that it was her turn. "Cliffjumper please, I am sorry for what I did. I didn't see reason and I only saw what I wanted." She said it softly as Cliffjumper's gaze never wavered from her. "I won't do it again." She added and Cliffjumper stood up from the chair and slowly approached her. Waverly could feel her legs shaking as he stopped in front of her. He lifted her head with his hand on her chin and Waverly was forced to look into his optics.
"I won't allow you to humiliate me again. We either work together or we will tear each other apart." He looked at her directly and Waverly's hands went to his wrist to steady her growing fear of what he was allowing her to feel within the bond. His unspoken command was very clear; he would punish her for any immature stunts and he would not withhold it just because she was smaller and a femme. Waverly shivered as he lowered his helm and thoroughly kissed her. When he pulled up he looked her in the eye again.
"Let's go to berth and seal this with bonding again." Cliffjumper said softly and Waverly couldn't help but feel heat and fear at the same time with his words as he grasped her by the arms and led her back to their berth room.
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She couldn't believe that she was doing this. When Allie had called with a favor Shayla never dreamed that she would be mech sitting and Sentinel Prime no less. She had hated him when he had thwarted her in front of the senate, her words coming true when they wouldn't listen to her and war broke out. She had disappeared to make sure that she would not be labeled a traitor to the senate but then when Elita One had asked her to take a commanding post as a lieutenant she had accepted since it was on the out skirts of Iacon where Sentinel Prime would not be able to find her. Now here she was, retired on a foreign planet, away from her beloved Cybertron, living out her retirement within a scientific fortress that she had built in the cold desolate mountains of the Realm, and she had promised Allie (Elita) that she would protect the unholy spawn of Unicrom.
"This place is reeks with cold!" Snarled the pits spawn himself and Shayla sighed. She stood up from her chair lying her data pad down on the small desk that she was using as she went to check on her 'guest'. She stopped as she saw him pacing in front of the glass window that overlooked her scientific greenhouse. The outside of the greenhouse was set at a comfortable eighty-two degrees and Shayla smiled with irony that he would be complaining.
"Sentinel, this house stays just cooler than the greenhouse. It is a comfortable seventy-two degrees in here. Why don't you come and take your energon while I finish my data reports on my experiments." She said as she watched him.
"Why would I lower myself to taking my meals with a femme that isn't worth my time?" He snarled at her. "I shouldn't even be here! I was once a great warrior of Cybertron and a leader…"
"…who no one wants to be around because he is so aft helmed to think he is a god! Now sit down and eat!" Shayla snarled back. She was tired of his arrogant high handedness and had no qualms with putting him in his place.
"I will not take orders from a femme, especially one that runs away and hides in this god forsaken place!" Sentinel snarled back as both faced off with only a table between them.
"You don't have a choice. Your actions have cost you your reputation! Now shut up or I will shut you up!" Shayla growled at Sentinel, her eyes blazing her hatred, while his glowed with suppressed emotions.
"I will not stand for this treatment femme!" Sentinel yelled and shoved the table away. His sudden actions startled Shayla and she yelped as Sentinel lunged for her. She tried to get away but he caught her by her skirt as he yanked her back and she fell into his arms. Shayla turned like a rabid creature, clawing and snarling at him, as she fought with everything she had.
"I hate you! I HATE EVERYTHING YOU ARE!" She screamed as he was knocked off guard and they both fell to the floor. They scrambled against each other as Shayla finally found leverage and tried to pull herself up. Sentinel blocked her attempt and rolled her under him effectively pinning her wrists with one of his massive hands while trapping her with his legs. She tried to buck him off but he was too big and Shayla started to panic and she tried to get out from under him.
"I will not have some femme dictate to me!" Sentinel yelled at her as he held her down though she tried every effort to resist him.
"I will not be held down like some captive in my own house!" Shayla yelled back but then whimpered as Sentinel's hold tightened. Shayla stopped struggling as she felt heat begin to radiate off of Sentinel's form. Her breath hitched in her throat as her eyes widen with the realization that they were generating heat between them. Sentinel looked at her and she could see the desire starting to swirl in his optics and Shayla began to struggle again.
"No, I won't be a part of this!" She denied vehemently as Sentinel forced her wrists closer to her head forcing her to arch against him so that he could move his other behind her to caress the lower strut of her back.
"Why not, it is what you wanted when you made peace? You wanted mates and families Firestarter!" He growled her former name menacingly and Shayla cried out as he pulled her against him by her aft. "I thought you had perished in the war my dear. I looked all over Cybertron for you."
"How… how do you know?" She gasped. She hated him for what he had done to her. He had all but called her a traitor and now here she was, after all these vorns from hiding from him in plain sight, under him trying to struggle to get away.
"You were the only one that ever would stand up to me. I would know you no matter what you looked like!" Sentinel exclaimed as he held tightly to her and tried to cease her struggles.
"I don't go by that designation anymore and I don't want you." She yelled as she bit at his neck and tried to get her legs to find leverage against his so that she could push him off but Sentinel wouldn't let her.
"You will always be that designation whether in your original body or this." Sentinel returned and then moaned as she bit so hard that she withdrew energon from his neck as Sentinel ran his hand over her aft and then up her inner thigh.
"Please my lord, don't do this." She cried as she felt him touch her intimately.
"Why not, I wanted you when you were a senator but then you always skirted my advances!" Sentinel snarled into her ear. "You thought you were so far above me holding yourself above me like a beautiful crystal that is so precious to look at but never allowed to touch."
"Me, you were Prime, and I wanted nothing to do with you because I would always take second to politics! I learned the lessons my sire instilled in me well and I will never bring sparklings into a political bonding. They would never have the love that a true bond would give." She rasped out at him as she ceased struggling. All her efforts had tired her out and she just wanted to be let up. "Please my lord, just let me up." She said tiredly.
Sentinel looked at her tired features and slowly let up taking her with him but before she could thank him, he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
"What… what do you think you are doing?" She cried as she started to beat her fists against the armor that covered his aft. He just laughed at her attempts.
"Like I said earlier, it is cold in here and you my dear are going to warm these old struts." Sentinel laughed again as he heard her snarl in outrage.
"I will never, ever interface with you." She yelled as she felt the blood and energon surge to her face. She tried to kick at him but it was no use. She looked over his aft and waist to see that he was taking her to the berth room that she had assigned him to. "No, please my lord not this." She whispered.
"How do you know what my intentions are going to be?" He calmly asked and Shayla cried out as she tried to wriggle anything that would get her down and away from him.
"You are a mech and there is only one thing that would be your intention." She gasped out as he laid her down roughly on the berth. She tried to crawl away from him but he pulled her back by her ankle.
"You might as well make yourself comfortable. I am not letting you go." Sentinel said as he lay down next to her. "I have waited a long time to find you and though this is most unexpected I am not going to let you go." He pulled her against his armor and she struggled until he once again caught her wrists and pulled them into one hand as he spooned his body against hers. "Go into recharge Firestarter; you are going to need your rest for the morning when we finally have a long talk."
"Go to the pit you pit spawn of Unicrom!" She growled at him though she couldn't see his face and he laughed harshly into her ear.
"You will never change my darling femme!"
