Smokescreen was the first to travel through the green portal, and when he arrived he almost wished he wasn't. There in front of him lay Lightstreak, torn metal exposing pure spark energy. A lot of energon seeped from her wounds. He rushed to her side, shaking her limp frame. Lightstreak awoke from her daze, and looked up to see Smokescreen. Well sort of everything was a little blurry.
"Are you alright, what happened?"
A moan escaped her vocals as she was picked up by strong, gentle servos. She blacked out from the jostling of her already pained frame. Smokescreen arrived back at their base and hurried over to Ratchet who had already prepared a spot for surgery. Smokescreen carefully set the injured femme down on the medical berth. Ratchet quickly set to work, adding new wires to the burned and deformed ones. Smokescreen looked over Ratchet's shoulder as the doctor grumbled on. The doctor went on to covering the small light of her spark.
- (Time Jump) -
Lightstreak awoke in the dark room, which she soon realized was Smokescreen's. Lightstreak tried sitting up, but found it nearly impossible to even move a ped. Lightstreak grabbed a bar that wasn't far from her reach, and lifted her-self up from the bed. Lightstreak grasped the new metal over her spark as a shot of pain snapped through it. She took slow, controlled steps making her way to the door. Lightstreak leaned against the door frame, taking a breath, as the distance almost wore her out.
Suddenly the door slid open, giving her the weightless feeling sent through frame. Lightstreak began to fall, until servos grasped her shoulders, steadying her. She looked up to see the kind, worried eyes of Smokescreen. He allowed Lightstreak to wrap her left arm around his waist, as he walked her out of the room.
"I didn't think you'd be up yet. Sorry about making you to fall and everything, I just wanted to come and check on you."
*in a muffled voice* "That's okay Smokey, it's not your fault I was botnapped by freakish power hungry humans." Lightstreak shook as her voice wasn't of the one she recognized.
Smokescreen walked her out into the main room of the base. There sat the rest of the team (Including the humans) in a semi-circle. Everyone turned their attention to the new femme, as she walked into the group. Ratchet walked forward with a cube of energon, he stretched out his arm and handed it to her. She stretched out her arm and took the cube. She took her mandible and gnawed through the top corner of the cube. Lightstreak slowly tipped the cube up-ward ingesting the blue fluid.
Everyone turned back to each other and picked up their previous conversations. Smokescreen turned to see the injured femme drinking the energon on her own.
"Nope nope nope nope, you let me handle that." Smokescreen said as he jumped to assist the injured femme.
"Smokescreen I can han-"
Before she could finish her words, Smokescreen was grabbing the cube out of her servo, and assisting her in the consuming of it.
"You are injured, you have to let me help you."
Lightstreak sighed as she knew she couldn't win at this point, so just let him assist her. Later that day Lightstreak was attempting to walk to Firon to ask her a question, but again she found herself being helped by Smokescreen, even though she had regained most of her mobility.
"Smokescreen I don't need help walking."
"I know I just want to make myself useful. As if you couldn't already tell, I am trying to prove myself to Prime, and I hope that I can prove it by showing him that I can care for others not just myself."
"You know Smokescreen I was a war hero, I've been through worse."
"I know, but sometimes it's nice to have a buddy to help you through rough times." Smokescreen said trying to ease Lightstreak's mood, as it quickly began to dampen.
"Can I at least be allowed to walk on my own two pedes?"
"I am afraid not, you see if I were to let you wa-"
Smokescreen was interrupted as Lightstreak ducked out from underneath his arm, and pushing him away.
"Smokescreen the only way I can get better is if I am to do things on my own, in my own time!"
Smokescreen looked towards her in shock, then despair. As he soon realized he wasn't wanted, he transformed and drove away. Briskly. Lightstreak continued on her way over to Firon whom had seen the whole thing happen.
"What happened? Why did you yell at him, he had done nothing wrong."
"He was getting on my nerves; I am not the femme for caring and affectionate gestures."
"You still didn't have to yell at him like that; can't you see he likes you? I don't mean as a friend, he wants to be more than your friend." Firon urged her to think back into her processor...
Lightstreak thought back to things she had seen Smokescreen do recently, like the kind gesture helping her out of his room, or the times he would bring her energon rations. How could she not have known that Smokescreen had a total crush on her, and she had just blown him off. Lightstreak looked down at her knees in shame, "What have I done?" she thought aloud.
"You know it's not too late, you can still make things right. Besides all relationships start out even a little bumpy, heck even Op-"
"Who?"
"Uh, nothing never-mind…"
Lightstreak shrugged her shoulders, and stood up. She walked over to where Ratchet stood working at the large screened computer.
"Hey doc, you think you could tell me where Smokescreen is located?"
"Fine, what for?"
"I-uh just need to fix something, something that I broke."
"Hmmmm well let me see, it seems he is a mile or two outside of the base an-"
"Is there human population nearby?" Lightstreak rudely interrupted.
"No you should be fine to transform into your preditorial form, but only for a little bit. I don't know how much stress your spark can take."
Lightstreak nodded, and went to walk outside. She could feel the servo of another femme place her hand on her shoulder, and when she turned she saw it was none other than Arcee.
"Hey, you go out there and do what's right, even if it seems out of the ordinary. Don't dwell on your mistakes, instead make new memories."
Lightstreak smiled and hugged the small blue femme.
"Thanks I really did need that, I messed up so bad. I just hope I can fix this mistake." Lightstreak said as she transformed into her preditorial form, only stuttering for a sec as her spark jumped. Lightstreak spread her wings and bolted into the sky. With her multi-frequency audio levels, she soon picked up on the sound of an engine, and it wasn't far away. Lightstreak flew faster until she saw the dust trail being left behind the small white sports car. Lightstreak soon found herself atop the roof of the automobile. The car slammed on its brakes throwing her forward.
"What the frag do you think you're doing Lightstreak?!" Smokescreen said as he transformed back into his bi-ped form.
"I came looking for you, so I could say I was sorry."
"Why should you be sorry, it's not like you assisted an injured femme and got screamed at."
"No I didn't because I am selfish, and in my optics, you have already proven yourself to Optimus. You have learned something that can't be shown physically, but it's what you do when he's not looking that counts."
"What are you saying Lightstreak?"
"I am saying you already had the ability to care for others, you just didn't have the right way to show it until I got hurt. Please forgive me for yelling at you, it's just that really all my family died right as the war started, which is when I was inducted into the autobot academy. From then on I was pushed through rigorous routines and insane missions; I never had the opportunity to learn how to care. All I am saying is please forgive me?"
"Lightstreak, there is no way I could stay mad at you; I care to much for you."
"What are you saying Smokey?" Lightstreak said as she stepped closer to him.
"Well I-I lo-lov-love..."
"You love what, the sky, your vehicle mode?" She said now barely feet away.
"I love you…Lightstreak. I love you and only you." Smokescreen said as his faceplate began to turn a bright shade of pink.
"Then show it." She said shoving her faceplate near his.
Smokescreen leaned down and shoved their mouths together. Lightstreak wrapped her arms around Smokescreen's neck, and pulled him down farther too where she wouldn't have to stand on her brims (toes).
After a few minutes of standing together, Smokescreen broke the intimate moment, allowing them both time to breath.
"I don't think it's good to be out in the open, like this. I mean humans could see us." Lightstreak said, looking into Smokescreen's optics that were full of lust.
Smokescreen nodded and transformed into his vehicle form and Lightstreak into her predicon form. They both took off together towards a remote hidden mountainous region not too far from the base. Smokescreen transformed back into a robot as did Lightstreak, in which they proceeded to climb a mountain that was high enough for nothing to see them.
Smokescreen stopped at a grove of grass hidden by large stones. (I know grass on a mountain, who knew!) Smokescreen sat down on the grass ridden ground, patting the spot next to him giving the hint for her to sit down. She walked over, and positioned herself to where she could lean her head up against his shoulder.
"Wanna listen to some music? I have Sirius XM you can pick any genre, and surly they'll have it."
"Surprise me."
Smokescreen concentrated as he went to set a station.
"Here I find this genre to be romantic, humorous, and very realistic at times."
All of a sudden a song sung by a deep pitched voice began to play. Smokescreen adjusted he arm to where it rested on Lightstreak's left hip. Lightstreak snuggled into the crook of his arm, the music soothing her.
"What genre is this, I find it very interesting?"
"I believe this is country, now I must admit it's not my favorite but I find it to be a very relaxing genre that I can simply sing along too."
Lightstreak turned to Smokescreen and said, "You can sing?"
He nodded and began to sing what was playing on the radio.
"I'm just ready to ride this Chevy, ride this Chevy down a little back road. Slide your pretty little self on over get a little closer turn up the radio. Put your pretty pink toes on the dash lean the seat back man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that, sweet tan little thing with'a nothing to do, I wanna take a little ride with you.
I hope your wearing those freight-out cut offs makes me wanna get lost out in the moonlight, drop a tailgate down on a turn road, watch the corn grow, baby that's a good night. Anyone from the heartland is gonna understand what I'm talking about right now, ain't no doubt, We've got a game plan…
I'm just ready to ride this Chevy, ride this Chevy down a little dirt road. Slide your pretty little self on over, get a little closer turn up the radio. Put your pretty pink toes on the dash, lean the seat back man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that, sweet tan little thing with'a nothing to do, I wanna take a little ride with you."
Smokescreen continued singing till the end of the song. When he was finished he looked over to see a shocked Lightstreak.
"I never knew you could sing so slagging well."
Smokescreen chuckled as the next song began to play. Lightstreak leaned up against Smokescreen's side as she was before Smokescreen began to sing. The couple looked out over the horizon of rocks to see the sun setting behind them. The sky lit up with the multitude of colors ranging from yellow to black.
Soon the sky became dark, clouding everything in its darkness, Smokescreen turned on his headlights to a dim setting to where they could see their surroundings.
Lightstreak closed her optics, and began to hum the song Smokescreen had sung previously. He looked down and noticed her helm seemed to be swaying back in forth as if in a trance. He leaned down and kissed the top of her helm quickly snapping her out of her trance. He looked towards her, their optics staring at one another until a beep broke disrupted the silence.
Smokescreen turned off his radio, while he answered the incoming comm link.
"Smokescreen, is Lightstreak with you? She never came back to the base!" Ratchet yelled through the communicator.
"Yeah Rach she's fine. She's here with me."
The doctor and Smokescreen finished their conversation, and he then turned to look at Lightstreak.
"You came looking for me?"
"Yeah I just felt so horrible for yelling at you like I did, and I never want anything like that to come between us."
Smokescreen smiled, and leaned in to kiss her again. He carefully lay on top of her (NOT BEING SEXUAL I PROMISE!) he pressed his servos against hers, and leaned down to kiss her neck cables. Smokescreen tuned into another station and began to play a song that was more romantic than the last one. Smokescreen's speakers began to softly hum the words, "Come whisper secrets dear, your lips against my ear. Alone you've made this spark, let's make a flame. You set my heart on fire, don't leave me with desire. Show me the secrets that you keep in vain…" Smokescreen continued to deliberately kiss the cables on her neck, slowly moving up to her mouth.
Lightstreak swayed her hips along to the music, enticing Smokescreen to kiss her more. When he got to her mouth she reached up to him, and brought his helm down. They joined their mouths together and mixed their glossas together, dancing alongside the music. Lightstreak's spark began to flutter in excitement, the touch of another heated her frame. Against the cold dessert night nothing stood against her, as the love she was receiving from Smokescreen topped any other feeling known to her kind.
She gently pushed against his chest, letting him know to get off. He slowly arose, and switched off the radio. He looked at her questionably than asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's not you I promise. I was just thinking that the team is probably worried about us."
"Slag, I completely forgot about the team! Come on let's go."
Smokescreen and Lightstreak ran and jumped of the cliff. Lightstreak transformed in mid-air and began to fly, as she knew that her legs probably couldn't support all her weight yet. Smokescreen on the other hand, began to plummet faster and faster until he hit the ground. Luckily the mountain wasn't very tall, so he transformed when he hit the ground. Together they zoomed off towards the base, hoping no one was suspicious of what had been going on.