Hello! Guess what I did this week? I rolled my fucking car! T-T After receiving so much snow this winter, Wisconsin is now in the middle of some of the worst spring floods that any Midwesterner has ever seen. I ended up hydroplaning on my way to work over knee high water, then doing a 360 before I landed ass over tea-kettle in a ditch. Luckily I didn't land on my roof though and I even managed to walk away with nothing more then a bruise on my thigh. The reason I'm bringing this up in my intro is because I want to make sure people understand that it is important to be cautious about your environment and weather conditions when you are driving. Like I said, I was lucky, but others might not be as fortunate as next time. Drive slowly, drive carefully, drive defensively… You know what? This would make an awesome Transformers PSA! XD

Anyway, back to the story. Looks like Breakdown finally made it back to the nemesis and Knockout is very excited to see him… Very excited.

Special shout out to: Gajeel-rocks. Thank you for being the only person to review on chapter 16, which I'm pretty sure is the worst chapter I have written so far. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you liked it, I just didn't really have a lot of confidence in it. I was constantly starting it, stopping it, starting it, deleting it, restarting it… You get the idea, it was a bit of a mess, but again thank you for taking the time. Keep having fun love.

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WARNINGS: If you are not into yaoi, slash, or mech preg, please do not read then try giving me a hard time in the comments and reviews. You were warned on the opening tab, and you are being warned just now. So, if I'm not your cup of tea that's perfectly alright, but please don't be shitty about it.

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MERCY

Chapter 17

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns,

or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.

-Abraham Lincoln

Breakdown drove off as fast as his wheels could take him. His pain receptors were still turned off, but after fighting off what remained of MECH, then picking a fight with Bulkhead after he was rescued by him, the former wrecker was absolutely worn out. It was a miracle he managed to get as far as he did before he was stopped by Starscream. The black jet hovered over him menacingly, the dark clouds behind him enhancing the gloom of the atmosphere.

"One day you will repay your debt to me, Breakdown!" He blustered in a deep tone of superiority. "The day it comes down to choose sides."

Confused but unbridled, Breakdown transformed back into his bi-ped mode. Now with one optic he squinted at the flier in curiosity and asked, "Uh… Between 'Bots and 'Cons?"

"Between myself and Megatron!" Starscream announced with a hint of pride, but Breakdown just opened his single yellow optic as wide as he was physically able. Was the seeker actually suggesting that he take sides and rebel against the Decepticon leader?

"Incidentally," Starscream continued as he slowly circled the wounded mech, "I suggest that Megatron never know of this rescue… You do want him to think that you overcame the puny humans on your own, don't you?"

Finished with his self-important monologue the black jet sped off into the sky, twisting through the air, and leaving Breakdown alone on an isolated Russian country highway… With his comm links still unresponsive.

"Son of a glitch…" He huffed before he transformed back into his alt-mode and drove further down the abandoned road. He continued for another seven miles before he managed to find a cluster of giant boulders he could conceal himself behind. Back in his bi-ped mode he ran a quick internal diagnostic on himself. Breakdown sighed happily when he noticed that nothing was really damaged aside from his missing optic. Anything that was decisively taken was either unimportant to them, or just quickly observed then placed back… For whatever reason.

Upon further inspection he discovered his comm links were fully functioning, however they were blocked off by some crossed wires. Of course he didn't have the tools to properly fix it himself, but if he switched his pain receptors back on, there was a chance he could jump start his comm links. All while simultaneously reregistering the sensitivity of his nervous system… And that was going to be painful. Of course, given his current situation Breakdown didn't really have much of a choice.

So from his subspace he pulled out one of his rear-view mirrors and propped open one side of his chassis. There were some perks in being a medic's assistant. Breakdown wasn't an expert, by any means, but thanks to Knockout always being so hands on… Always, the former wrecker was able to pick up on a few minor first-aid skills. Finding and operating his own receptors was one of them. He wasn't looking forward to doing it though, but if he wanted to get back to the ship, and even get back to Knockout, it had to be done.

"Okay…" The tired blue mech sighed as he angled the mirror over his exposed chest. "It should be here Somewhere… Ah!" He steadied the servo holding the mirror, and with his other he thumbed over the switch. He closed his remaining optic, took in two deep intakes, and braced himself before he pressed downward with his digit and quickly clicked it on.

"Scrap!" Breakdown had to bite his bottom derma to quiet his grunts of pain. The initial jolt of his nervous system rebooting itself wasn't as bad as he predicted it would be, but the ache from his wounds rapidly increased around the edges of his frame. Especially around his wide-open optic socket. He braced his back against one of the large boulders, and slowly slid to the ground before he tested his comm links. Once comfortable he tried contacting Soundwave to see if his theory would work.

"Breakdown to Nemesis. Soundwave, do you copy?" The large blue mech grunted as he listened to the fuzz of static over his audios, the noise giving him a headache. "I repeat, Breakdown to Nemesis. Come in Soundwave."

"Sou-dwave: Rec-ving Breakdown. Stand by fo- rep-rt." He managed to get a very chopped reply, but at the moment it was the most beautiful sound in the world to him.

"Woo! I never thought I'd be so happy to hear your telepathic messages again!" Breakdown laughed. "Uhn! Ow… It hurts to laugh… A report can come later. Can you send me a ground bridge in about five minutes?"

"Five minutes?" Soundwave questioned through a much clearer connection.

"Yeah… I'm kind of winding down from a fight earlier, and I don't want to show up in the med-bey all wound up." That was partially true, but the real reason he didn't want to go back yet was because he was now in a lot of pain. The blue mech wanted to calm himself a little before he faced Knockout. There was no doubt in his mind that his partner was aware of his disappearance, and he didn't want to show up stumbling over his own pedes and give the medic more work. Of course, he wasn't looking forward to seeing the look on Knockout's faceplate when he showed up with one optic. "I'm sending you my current location right now. Let me know when you receive it though. Our connection is still weak after all."

"Location: Already acquired. Ground bridge ETA: Five minutes as requested."

"Thanks Soundwave." The former wrecker rested further into the boulder behind him. The adrenaline rush in his systems finally wore off, and his helm began to list tiredly. "Breakdown out."

"Breakdown…" A familiar sultry voice called out for the large blue mech. Breakdown didn't even realize he had slipped into stasis, so when the ground bridge appeared and he didn't travel through it, he must have been carried back to the ship by the troops. He could tell he was in the med-bay by the sound of beeping monitors and the smell of over sanitized medical equipment. He smiled under his closed remaining optic, happy to hear his lover's voice. He remained silent however, waiting to hear that sweet vocalizer to call out for him again.

"Breakdown…? Breakdown…? You can stop faking it now. I know you can hear me."

"Shhh… Just give me a minute." The former wrecker's grin widened. "I'm having a very good flux about a certain beautiful red mech."

He felt the light touch of Knockout's slim silver digits trailing up his left shoulder, then gently tucked them under his chin. Breakdown tried not to move, but he jolted a little when the metallic fingers accidentally grazed an exposed wire. The red mech tried to pull back, but his partner quickly grabbed the fleeing servo and guided it over his lip-plates. He sighed in solace as he kissed the smooth ridge along the thumb and palm. He let it linger over his dermas and kissed it tenderly a few more times while his affectionate hold on the smaller servo gently tightened.

"Mm-hm… A very good flux. Almost feels real…" Breakdown hummed and coaxed Knockout to lean into him a little closer. "Ahh… I feel better already. Truly a healing touch."

Soon he felt the servo on his faceplate begin to shake. He knew it would start eventually, and he opened his optic in time to see the large collection of tears roll down his lover's cheeks. It really did break the giant mech's spark to see Knockout so upset, but he also thought his smaller partner looked a bit adorable when he pouted. Knockout narrowed his red optics as they glistened with heavy tears of optical fluid. His faceplate was lightly flushed with a blue haze; feeling a little frustrated from trying to hold back from crying. The red mech bit his bottom derma as he shivered, and his air vents hitched through misgiving tremors in his frame.

"Oh KO…" The blue mech continued to smile warmly. "I'm sorry I worried you. I understand."

"What do you understand?" Knockout's vocals wavered. "Do you understand how you put me through the Pits of Kaon while you were missing? Do you understand the horrible thoughts that ran through my processor while I waited to hear if you were coming home or not?" The distraught medic closed his optics and he began to lightly sob. Breakdown reached up with his other servo and caressed the side of his partner's helm, and the red mech clung to it in return. "No. You don't understand… You don't understand at all how frightened I was. You have no idea…"

Knockout rested his fore-helm over Breakdown's shoulder, careful not to aggravate any of his injuries. His helm didn't stay there for very long when Breakdown decided to slip off the berth. The red mech would have objected properly if his lover wasn't quick to embrace him. His helm now rested on its side over Breakdown's large broad chassis. He could feel the former wrecker's spark pulse and warm under his cheeks. Knockout couldn't help feeling relieved to hear his lover's life force beat so powerfully, but he was still a bit angry for his reckless actions, and he was going to let the foolish large mech know it.

"Do you even care that you are literally all I have left in this universe?" Knockout nuzzled against the large chest. "If anything happened and you never return to me… What would I do then?"

"Knockout…" Breakdown caressed one of his large servos over the saddened medic's audio, intending to be comforting and sympathetic. "You're all I have left too… In fact, the day I first saw you… I knew you were all I ever wanted."

Knockout didn't answer. He was still focusing on the soothing sound of his lover's spark, and still cried. Breakdown furled his optic ridge and frowned.

"Primus Knockout… I really am sorry." He shook his helm, finally feeling the proper amount of guilt. "I'm such an idiot, and I was being so selfish. I didn't think at all, and I should've been thinking of you…" Gently, the large mech pushed his partner back and slowly began to kneel in front of Knockout. On his way down he kissed the top of the red mech's helm, but before he said anything else, Breakdown glanced back up into Knockout's glittering red optics. He listed his helm to the right so the best part of his faceplate was the most exposed. "I love you so much Knockout… And I promise I will never be so reckless again. I will try harder."

"Do you remember when you asked me why I joined the Decepticons?" Knockout sighed.

"Yeah?" The kneeling mech answered inquisitively confused. "You said you were just trying to survive and joined the strongest side at the time."

"This was way before I met you." The medic continued, his sobbing beginning to calm. "And within that time I have been facing all of the terrors of war on my own… I could handle it at the time. I could handle being alone because that is all I've ever known, and all I've ever wanted… But now…"

"Shhh…" Breakdown hushed his lover some more when he saw Knockout gritting his dental-plates and tightly shuttered his optics closed. His large servos delicately slid up and down the red mech's gorgeous frame and waited patiently for him to get his thoughts together. When the hitching in Knockout's air vents started to slow he reopened his optics half way and sighed again.

"I can't do this alone anymore Breakdown…! I can't do it again…!" Without warning he engulfed Breakdown's dermas. The larger mech bit back the urge to grunt painfully, and slowly returned the kiss happily. He was still feeling a bit of discomfort, but he pushed it all aside so he could completely give Knockout any and all the affection he craved. When the red mech pulled back, seemingly satisfied, he stared back into Breakdown's gaze.

"Do you remember what you asked me the night before?" He questioned, hinting he had more to add before and after he was answered. "And the night before that? And… The question you asked me after we first interfaced…?"

"Yes…" Breakdown lightly blushed. "But every time I ask… You say no."

"Ask me again." Knockout's optics lit up with new found earnest. "Ask me now… Because you might never get a better opportunity to ever ask me again…"

He bent over and kissed the now stunned former wrecker on his fore-helm before whispering, "Please… Ask me again."

Breakdown only hesitated because he was temporarily shocked, but once the situation of the moment finally sunk in he quickly grabbed Knockout's servos. Pulling them close to his chassis, the back of the silver digits pressed against his blue metal. He smiled like it was the first time he had ever smiled in his function, and his spark felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. The large mech could hardly contain his enthusiasm, but with what little restraint he had left he asked the question through a wavering vocalizer.

"Knockout…? I love you… Will you bond with me…?"

The room somehow fell silent. All of the monitors and computers stilled simultaneously, inevitably quieting everything around the two mech's. The only one whom could dispel this unusual calm was Knockout, and even he was lingering on his decision. But soon he too smiled under his tear filled and flushed faceplate… And sheepishly he whispered…

"… Yes… I will be your bond-mate…"

There was nothing left to be said, but that didn't stop Breakdown from lifting Knockout up from under his waist and gleefully spun him around the room. The red mech gasped at first, but eventually started laughing as he grasped his lover's shoulders for purchase. He nearly fell backwards and thought for a minute he was about to, until he realized Breakdown was just setting him along the berth behind them. The blue mech began to kiss and caress every inch of the medic's body. Never stopping for a second or for any protest. Not that Knockout had the mind set to stop right now. He had missed and worried about his lover so much that he needed to feel Breakdown's servos on him. He wanted to make sure that Breakdown had returned to him, and he wasn't just dreaming everything that had happened. But they both understood that there bonding would have to wait until later. Knockout was already concerned about the two of them traditionally interfacing, and he wanted to make sure the injured mech didn't strain himself.

However, Breakdown knew his limits and his over heated lover kept his thoughts to himself. He was allowed to explore and have his way with his willing lover's body without protest. The blue mech gently bit and licked his way down Knockout's red frame and continued further past his slim silver abdomen.

"Ah…" The medic mewled and spread his struts further apart so Breakdown could have better access to his interfacing panels. The large mech reached under Knockout's knee-joints and through them over his shoulders. Then his glossa lathered devotedly over the codpiece in front of his faceplate while his servos busied themselves under Knockout's aft and valve covering.

"Oh… B-Breakdown…" Knockout moaned some more, and he carefully rolled the wheels on his heals over the blue mech's back lovingly. "That feels so good… Mm…"

It didn't surprise either of them when both of his interfacing panels clicked open. Knockout's spike pressurized fully, and his valve dripped lubricants, which Breakdown lapped up hungerly. The sounds of his lover's moaning encouraged his glossa to slip inside of the valve and dipped it in and out slowly. As Knockout wriggled his hips wantonly, Breakdown felt enticed to slide back his spike covering as well. With one servo he reached down to stroke his growing erection, and with his other he slipped one of his large digits inside of Knockout. His glossa painstakingly slowly trailed over the red mech's anterior node but continued up the length of his spike. Once Breakdown's oral cavity devoured the twitching member, the red mech immediately lost control of his body. His frame arched into the former wrecker's touch, and he bucked his hips unconsciously upward.

"Breakdown! Oh! I…! I'm not going to last much longer!" Knockout's servos clung to the sides of the berth beside his helm as he cried out in passion. "I…! I want you! I want you so badly! Ah-hah!"

The medic didn't want to push Breakdown into doing too much physical activity and risk aggravating his injuries, but he knew his lover would never open his own paneling if he wasn't willing to back the gesture up. Of course the blue mech was apparently just as enthusiastic as Knockout, and he hurriedly stood to again kiss the flustered medic and align the tip of his enormous spike with the hot dripping valve. Breakdown had to kiss his lover first, because when he connected himself with the gorgeous red mech he wouldn't be able to reach him properly. When he was sure they were both pleased and drunk off of their final kiss Breakdown slightly leant back and upward. While he held Knockout's thighs up and apart he gently rocked his hips. The length of his spike playfully glided outside of the lips of the red mech's inviting valve. Much to the overly aroused mech's dismay.

"Uhn… Breakdown!" He whined. "Please… S-stop teasing me!"

"I just want to hear you say it again." Breakdown smirked wickedly. "Don't just tell me you want me… Tell me you need me. Say you will bond with me again."

"You're cruel…" Knockout whimpered but complied in both understanding and desperation. "I need you with me… I want to be your bond-mate… Now please! Please Breakdown! Take me! Take me now!"

The blue mech had nothing left to hold him back. He pushed the head of his spike inside of Knockout's wet and tight valve, and with a few multiple thrusts he was fully seated inside. Because Breakdown was so big he knew he needed to wait for his partner to adjust before he could start moving. Knockout heaved and revved his engines at the crawling feeling of his valve walls being stretched. He was sure he was never going to get used to the size of Breakdown's equipment, but it felt amazingly like the first time… Every time.

"Oh! I love you!" He called out as he circled his waist, indicating that he was ready for the giant mech to move.

"I love you too…" Breakdown whispered heavily over his overworked cooling vents and started pumping his hips. His lover cried out passionately and louder as the blue mech gyrated inside of him. His thrusts pushed in deeper and faster, being spurred on by Knockout's wanton moaning. Soon the throbbing spike reached far enough and at just the right angle to hit a bundle of sensitive nodes inside of the valve, sending the medic into a pleasure filled frenzy.

"Yes!" He shouted without shame. "Yes! Breakdown! R-right there! Oh! Don't stop!"

"Knockout…!" The larger mech grunted, his one optic flashing in ecstasy. "I won't last much longer… Uhn! Are you close!"

"Yes!" Knockout shouted again. "So close! St-stay inside me!"

Not long after he said that, the medic fiercely overloaded. His transfluid ricocheted off Breakdown's torso and drizzled back onto his frame while lubricants from his valve flowed down the inclining berth. His pedes pointed inward, and he trembled in delight from his release, but his climax was pushed even further when Breakdown finally lost his composure as well. The former wrecker gave three more shallow thrusts before he too overloaded with intensity. As his thick, warm transfluid rushed inside his lover's valve he tightly closed his optic. The mesh walls constricted around his spike so firmly he was almost afraid he would be stuck inside. Not that he didn't love being connected to his partner for long periods of time, and when the last jolts of electricity riddled through both their frames he intended to stay there for just a while longer.

Now that the lust filled cloud in his processor was starting to dissipate, Breakdown started to glide his servo up Knockout's frame. This was kind of a part of there ritual after interfacing, as if the blue mech was appreciating the gift he was given. The gift that was Knockout's body. He could feel the medic's chassis heave tiredly and his spark slowly started to wind down. Breakdown smiled as the servo traveled further down the lithe frame, leaving a long trail over the collection of condensation on the red heated metal. His digits lingered on the curve of Knockout's waist, but when the blue mech trailed his large hand over the center of Knockout's torso, he noticed something was missing. Generally, if Breakdown ever overloaded inside of Knockout's valve there would be an obvious bump under the metal, but it wasn't there. He finally opened his optic and tried to look down where his servo was resting, but no matter how far back he leaned his chassis blocked his view.

"What's the matter my love?" The sassy medic smirked as his mind finally cleared as well.

"Um… It's kind of silly to be worried about, but I can't feel the bump that is usually there after we overload like this." The larger mech patted over the silver plating signifying his mild concern.

"Well with any luck…" Knockout reached down and laced his digits with Breakdown's. "All of your transfluid flowed into my gestation chamber."

The giant mech coughed and nearly swallowed his glossa. He shook his helm in disbelief and with his free servo he held the top of his fore-helm. "I… But I thought you said you weren't on a heat cycle?"

"It literally started this morning." The medic's catty smirk widened while he brought his partner's servo up to his lip-plates. He playfully nipped one of the knuckles and waited for Breakdown to reply.

"Why didn't you say anything?" The former wrecker whispered in shock. "Why didn't you tell me to pull out? Do you realize what has just happened Knockout?"

"I'm a medic Breakdown," the red mech rolled his optics, "I'm pretty sure I know all of the consequences that comes with interfacing."

"B-but… The laws…?"

"Frag the laws!" Knockout didn't give Breakdown room to argue. "These 'laws' were created nearly four million years ago and haven't been enforced for almost two million. And aside from that, Shockwave hasn't shown his cyclopesy face for more then three million years so why should we…?" He paused a minute when he remembered his partner was still missing an optic. "Sorry…" He blushed.

"It's fine." The larger mech stated as he slowly pulled himself free of his lover's equipment. He stood back far enough to watch the thick streams of lubricant mixed with small amounts of transfluid, drizzle down the berth. He squinted in concern before gazing back up at Knockout. "Are you sure about this? I've always wanted a sparkling but keeping this from Megatron is going to be difficult."

"I don't intend to hide anything." The medic stated. "I'm going to make sure these laws are erased from our systems for good. It's a new era for Cybertronian Decepticons, so it's time we had some new laws." Knockout kissed the back of Breakdown's servo, but then sighed sadly. "But, if you don't want to go through with all of this, its not too late for me to flush out my systems… And we can try again when the war is over—Mm!"

Without a word Breakdown quickly clashed their dermas together. He kissed Knockout with so much excitement that he completely forgot about being in any type of pain. "A creator…" He huffed over parted lip-plates. "I'm going to be a creator… We're going to be creators!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Knockout cover the thrilled mech's oral cavity with both his servos. "We haven't changed the laws yet. We have to be discreet."

As the red mech slowly moved his servos, Breakdown licked at two random digits that lingered on his bottom derma. He smiled when Knockout shivered from the surprising sensation. "Okay…" He whispered in his raspy voice and tucked his arm under his lover's back. "I'll wait for our announcement… But I'm not waiting for your body."

"W-wait!" Knockout grimaced when the giant mech licked his neck cables. "You big oaf! Let me repair your damages first!"

"Uh-uh." Breakdown continued to nuzzle his partner diligently. "You started this, now finish it." His lip-plates then came downward and his glossa dipped a seam below the red mech's neck. He knew Knockout was actually ticklish in this spot, and he was thorough in getting what he wanted from the stubborn medic by teasing that one place. His efforts were rewarded by the enchanting sounds of Knockout's child-like giggles.

"Bwa-ha! Ha! Ha! Alright! Alright you win! You can have your way with me one more time! Okay?! Just once more!"

The former wrecker stopped his teasing, but his faceplate remained in the crook of his lover's neck and shoulder. "I really must be the luckiest mech functioning right now…" He smiled. "I love you so much."

Knockout also smiled and he wrapped his arms over the back of Breakdown's shoulders. "I love you too."

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