Hello everyone! For anyone who read the description the first time I posted, I'm sorry I took so long too fix it. I have been working so hard lately that I barely have enough time to plan on getting any sleep. For anyone that does not know or can't remember, I work in a pickle factory (kraut factory to be specific). Right now it is, what we call, cutting season, and I was given the important task of measuring the salt. Long story short, I have some bad new... I will be working a lot of Saturdays for the foreseeable future I will be working 12 hours for six days a week, so MERCY is going to be put on the back burner until further notice. Sorry... -.-'

Any way, this chapter was not really planned, I was just looking for a good place to write up a shower scene, and this seemed like a good place to put it. Plus, Megatron and Cass have been apart long enough, they could use some more time together.

Special shout outs too: maria-ioanna984, Megatronas, and Cao dreams in books. Too maria-ioanna984, you bet Soundwave's going to be a grampy! I just don't know how he's going to react to this news just yet XD. Too Megatronas, I hope this chapter appeases your fill for Megatron and Cass cuteness... Probably not, but it's worth a try i guess. Too Cao dreams in books, no offense to anyone else that comments, but if I haven't mentioned it before, I look forward to your reviews the most. More exploitation of your weakness hear, that's for sure. ;}

Remember, don't be afraid to comment and ask questions. I love to hear from my readers!

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MERCY

Chapter 29

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

-Kahlil Gibran

"Laserbeak?!" The tired symbiote was awoken with a jolt. She may have been more forgiving of such a rude rousing from her slumber if it was Soundwave or Cass waking her, but no. Of all the Cons on the ship she had to register online for was Knockout. When she finally came too, she momentarily stretched her frame before hissing at the red mech holding the electrical device he used to jerk her awake.

The medic didn't give Laserbeak any time to really fuss. He knelt down in front of her, a worried look on his faceplate encouraging her to settle. "Quickly Laserbeak! I need you to help me access the security feed in the med-bay for the past twelve hours! Cass is missing!"

The small symbiote vibrated angrily and nearly screeched through her building fury. How could Knockout be so neglectful and lose her master's youngling? She didn't even know Cass had returned safely to the ship, but now she wasn't even going to be able to curl up in his lap and make sure he stays safe… And furthermore make sure the youngling stays put for Soundwave's sake. Now that Laserbeak thought about it, where was Soundwave? Their connection was weak and this was making her very nervous.

"Shhh!" Knockout hushed the symbiote and lightly placed his servo over the top of her haul. "Quiet! If you make too much of a fuss, you'll wake up Soundwave! He still needs to rest!"

The bird like Con barely heard a word he said before she attempted to leap off of her current perch. She caught a glimpse of her master out of the corner of her optic and desperately tried to reach him. But she was restrained by the charging cord she was still attached too.

"Wait a minute…!" The red mech gently coaxed Laserbeak back onto the charging station. "I know you're first instinct is to rush to your host's side, but I need you to focus on Cass right now…!" For a moment, Knockout felt a bit saddened by the way she surrendered into his servos. Normally he enjoyed picking on the little chest-hugger, but not when she was so upset that she began searching for comfort from him. "I assure you Laserbeak, Soundwave is alright. When you help me find Cass, I will detach you from the station and bring you to him… I promise."

She made a few more clicking and beeping noises, representing something like whimpering, then tipped her wings in agreement. She also wanted to find Cass, and it may be best to bring him back to the med-bay. Preferably before Soundwave realized the young model was gone.

The monitor behind them crackled a moment before lighting up with images of random files and lists. Obviously, Laserbeak had connected to the console and was able to bring up the most recent of security footage. There were only a couple of files she flipped through prior to opening the recordings in the med-bay. She wasn't sure how far back she needed to look but decided to start six hours ago. It was a lucky guess, and the footage showed the exact moment Megatron swept the Vehicon off of his pedes.

"Oh scrap!" The medic cursed. "It is way too soon for this! Cass doesn't even know that he's car—!" Why he caught himself before saying what was ailing the drone, Knockout didn't know, but at the moment it didn't matter. He had a good suspicion where Cass was, and he needed to bring him back to the med-bay right away.

The red mech stood so he could sprint to the door but was stopped by Laserbeak's rampant chirping and clicking in place. "Oh," he walked back to her wearing a small smirk, "sorry, I almost forgot." Knockout retraced his steps with a small grin. It must have been his bearer protocols influencing such a reaction, because he was actually looking forward to reuniting the symbiote with her carrier. However, he was only given two seconds to back away when he detached Laserbeak from her charging port. Immediately she leapt from the station and landed over her master's chassis. She didn't reattach herself, but she made herself comfortable while sending him discrete signals through her EM field. She gently cooed happily and sadly for the telepath, and carefully nuzzled her frame against Soundwave.

"Take it easy chest-hugger." Knockout lightly stroked Laserbeak's back. "You're still a little weak as well. Last thing Soundwave needs is to worry about you and Cass while he's trying to recover." The medic was half expecting the tiny flier to rebuff him, but instead she chirped in agreement and settled into his touch. "You know what? You're kinda' cute when you're not being a pain in the aft."

Not really appreciating what she knew was a compliment (or that it was intended to be one), Laserbeak vibrated her frame so she could growl at the red mech. In response, Knockout chuckled and raised his servos in surrender. "Okay. Okay. Like I said, take it easy. I'm going to let you stay there for now, but I'm also going to trust your judgement. If you start to feel groggy at all, fly over to the console. It doesn't charge as quickly as the station, but you should be able to dock yourself there. Can you do that while I go and find Cass?"

Laserbeak briefly fluttered her wings before returning her affection to her master. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Lord Mega— Uh… M-Megatron...?" Cass mumbled when he felt a sudden shift in his positioning. The small mech was so tired he didn't even notice he was being carried. "Where are you taking me?"

"To the washroom." The giant cradling him answered Cass with a kiss to his fore helm. "After we wash, I will be taking you back to the med-bay. You need constant monitoring."

"Will I be able to return here afterwards?" The young model mindlessly soothed his servo over his lover's chassis. He sighed into the hot metal and pursed his lip-plates as his exhaust misted over the plating. He too, kissed Megatron's frame, a loving display of affection and a bold move on his part. The warlord hummed from the sensation of Cass's touch, and smiled affectionately at the innocence in his voice.

"You are to report to my quarters from this day forward." Megatron held Cass tight to his frame, holding him as if the tyrant would die if he let him go. "I will have another drone collect your personal items from your previous resting area."

"There's no need for that." The young model curled into the giant's frame. "I don't have a lot of possessions… Most drones don't."

"I think it is safe to say you're not actually a drone." The taller mech chided but comforted his lover when he sighed sadly.

"Which brings us to the most pressing question…" Cass closed his optics and lulled his helm over the silver chassis. He lightly traced the Decepticon symbol but frowned from the frightening thought in his processor. "If I am not a drone…? Then what am I? Who am I?"

"More answers for the next day, but I can tell you who you are?" They had reached the wash-racks before Megatron could answer, but it left enough room for Cass to glance up at him with a look of curiosity. His optics glimmered with a ray of hope and he reached up to grace the bottom of the silver giant's jaw.

"Yes M' Lord?" He whispered sweetly. "Who am I in your optics?"

Megatron gently set the lithe mech on the benches in the shower, and tenderly kissed his neck cables. Cass lifted his helm and offered himself happily to the warlord's ministrations. "You are my greatest treasure… The current keeper of my spark."

"I possess your spark, M' Lord?" The violet mech smiled and arched his back as the silver giant made his way down his frame. He wished he could place a servo over Megatron's helm so he could guide the loving kisses, but he could only brace himself with his good arm. If he didn't, Cass was certain he would slip. "If it turns out I am a Vehicon, just different from the others, I will be the wealthiest drone in existence."

"Please do not make light of this confession." The warlord stood and walked over to the spigot. "This proposal comes with an equivalent exchange. I wish to obtain your spark as well."

After turning on the solution spray and adjusting the spout to rain down upon Cass's metal, he turned around to once again kneel in front of the sweet carrier. The smaller mech relaxed into the shower and tilted his helm to catch the warm beads of moisture along his collar. The way he half closed his optics and parted his dermas in relief, practically invited Megatron to sensually kiss and caress his sweet lover. His servos had a mind of their own as they slid over the humid violet plating, and eventually dipping his digits into transformation seams. As he circled his knuckles over Cass's sensitive wiring, the silver mech was rewarded with short wanton gasps.

"You have an unbelievable amount of power over me…" Megatron growled as he positioned the tiny grounder's legs around his waist, giving the injured strut extra care. "I never allowed myself to feel this way about another, because I found such emotions to be a sign of weakness. To me… Love meant letting your guard down… And it nearly destroys you… Or the one you devoted yourself too…"

Cass cringed a moment when his master bit one of his neck cables a little too hard, but he tightened his struts around the broad silver hips, nonetheless. That primal need filled his thoughts again, and all he could think of was his dire need to be close to Megatron. He could not explain why this need was so overwhelming, but even if Cass wanted to try to ignore such a strong demand, he knew he wouldn't be able to resist it. However, his thirst for pleasure from Megatron was just as important as giving his lover the same courtesy, but he had a strange feeling that the warlord's thoughts were drifting off to something unpleasant. That would explain why he bit him so roughly, because until then Megatron had been nothing short of tender with him.

"M-Megatron…" He whimpered. "Is… Something wrong?"

"Mmmm…" Megatron hummed as his touches began to soften again. He sighed heavily over the place he bit Cass, and lightly licked the very sensitive cables. "You taste just as sweet as you are brave… Your courage is definitely unique compared to any other mech in my function. That is what attracted me to you the most."

He was avoiding Cass's question, there was no doubt about that, but oddly enough the smaller mech just didn't care. Not if it meant Megatron would stop worshiping his frame at the moment.

"Ah-hah! M' Lord!" His paneling clicked open the instant Megatron began licking along the length of his neck cables, and he didn't have to wait long to feel the warm touch of steel silver fingers slipping over his valve lips. "W-Wait! I'm still dirty… I—Uhn!"

He was ultimately silenced when two of the digits slipped into his still slick valve and the thumb circled over his anterior nod. Now that Megatron had his other arm wrapped around his back, Cass felt confident enough to let go of the bench and cling to the ridges of the giant's shoulder plating. The only sounds that emanated from his oral cavity were wordless moans and anxious gasps, and he wriggled his hips in an attempt to feel more friction. Eventually he was able to form some type of communication in his mind, but he couldn't address everything in his thoughts. Cass wanted to ask why Megatron seemed to be upset a moment ago, but all that escaped from his lip-plates were more desperate pleas for satisfaction.

"M-Megatron! Oh! Please! AHH!" After all the evidence from their first interface had been washed away, Cass had created more transfluid to be cleared off his front. His overload was so intense that upon instinct he wrapped his leg struts around the warlord's waist. Attempting to pull him and his servo closer. When the electricity in his frame began to settle and he could feel himself being lifted up against the wall behind him. It startled him at first because he had forgotten there was a wall there, but he settled back into Megatron's hold; trusting his lover not to drop him. "M' Lord…" He sighed as he rested his helm to the side. His bright optics fluttering as the irises spun in desire, and his processor began to fill with a bit of clarity. "I adore being close to you like this, but… I can't help but feel you are a bit distant this time… What is weighing on your mind?"

"I have a question for you." Megatron confessed as his broad frame sheltered Cass from the shower, only allowing what ran over his metal to drizzle onto his lover's rounded torso. He smiled lightly and ran his clawed hand over the black plating tenderly, admiring the beauty of its housing. There was life beneath this gorgeous black plating, and he was going to pour all of his power into protecting it and his carrier. "Two questions actually… First, do you know what a spark-bonding is?"

"Yes…" Cass whispered weakly through the heaving of his intakes. "It is were two Cybertronians share their sparks… And merge into one cognitive being…"

"That is right… I suspect that you didn't know that such a ritual could be performed through interface." The tyrant chuckled when his lover shied away by dipping his chin into his chassis.

"Your suspicions… Are correct M' Lord…" Of course they would be. His brothers did mention to him what spark-bonding was when there was no way around the subject. But the way they had built it up to him it was like it was some kind of sweet fairytale. There was still no mention of interface involved. "Why is this subject so important?"

"I wish to make you my bondmate…" The silver mech smiled when Cass lifted his helm in confusion, then lightly kissed the young model's brow. "We cannot proceed with such a ritual now. Not while you are carrying. But when you finally deliver our sparkling, I wish to discuss it further."

"Megatron…?" Cass wavered from both tiredness and shock. "I…"

"Shhh…" Megatron hushed while carefully repositioning his pelvic plating over Cass's still exposed valve. A subtle clicking sound informed the Vehicon that his master had opened his spike paneling, and the feeling of its head outside of his equipment was just added confirmation. "You don't need to make any decisions yet… For now, we should just enjoy our company this moment."

"You wish… Ah-hah! Wish to… Interface again M' Lord?" The young model shivered as he felt Megatron's spike slowly pressurize inside of him. Because they had interfaced not too long ago, it wasn't difficult for the large member to slip through the valve entrance. But there was still a slight feeling of being stretched along his mesh walls, and it compelled Cass to tilt his helm upward in the direction of his lover's faceplate. He panted heavily with parted dermas and half closed, tear filled optics, and he nonverbally begged for those lip-plates to be smothered.

"Mmmm…" Again, Megatron hummed as he inched closer to the beautiful mech and placed his fore helm over Cass's. "No my treasure… I wish to make love…"

"Ah-hah! Megatron! Mm!"

The world around them became another blur filled void when Megatron devoured his lover's dermas and became fully pressurized inside his valve. This time he did not rush things, but if it was possible, he did his best to pull Cass's front as close to his own. The smaller mech tried to kiss Megatron back, but he was already becoming exhausted, and he was too distracted by the slow yet deep thrusting inside of him. This time it felt different, now that everything was going slower, and the heat of the spray encased around both of their bodies added to the sensitivity in their circuitry.

This sensation was even too much for Megatron to handle. He nearly fell to his knees, but he widened his stance and circled his waist as he pushed further into his lover. Eventually he found a pattern that suited both their needs, and he followed it repetitively. Slowly he would pull out halfway, then he would grind his hips when he was fully seated back inside. His glossa swirled in time with this pattern, and his oral cavity devoured every desperate and wanton whimper from the depths of Cass's intakes. Pull out, grind, swirl, repeat. It was consistent almost right up to the end, until Megatron just couldn't hold back anymore. He broke the kiss when they both could not stand the tension any longer, though it felt enthralling to be connected to each other longer than usual.

"Caspian…!" The tyrant gasped as he increased his pace and laced his servo with Cass's digits. "I love you… Ungh!" He reached his overload as if he was fling at full speed and he hit a thick brick wall head on, and the rushing feeling of his warm transfluid pushed his lover over the edge into his second.

"Megatron! Th-This feels different! NGH! AHH!" His leg struts again tightened around Megatron's hips and he arched his back so far, he managed to slightly push them both away from the shower wall. He cried in pure ecstasy, and closed his optics tight to allow his collected tears to escape. As they rolled down his faceplate and the final wave of his orgasm started to dissolve, Cass was slowly gaining enough clarity to feel more drizzles of solution over his fore helm. But these drops of moisture felt different. They were colder and smaller than the wetness he was surrounded in.

"Mmm… Wh-What…?" He mumbled as he wearily opened his optics, and for a moment he thought he was temporarily seeing an illusion. "Megatron…? M' Lord…? Why are you crying…?" He would not receive an answer. Almost immediately, the exhausted mech fell into recharge.

"How dare you?!" A loud voice roared beside Cass's helm. It compelled him to open his optics. Somehow, he had no control over the direction of his glances, but it didn't seem to bother the young model. He already figured out he was having another flux and overtime he had learned to just ride them out. His vision spun around to reveal the source of the voice. It was Megatron, and clearly his master was not happy. "I have given you everything! Sacrificed so much, so that the two of us could have a future together! And now you wish to throw all of that away now of all times!"

"What do you mean M' Lord?" Cass questioned, no longer fearing what was clearly a dream that couldn't hurt him. "Have I done something to displease you?" It was clear that his words were not received in any way, because he heard another voice follow after him. It was an unfamiliar voice and practically inaudible, so Cass was not able to tell whom was speaking. It was obvious he was watching this vision through a third party when his sight briefly glanced downward and he could see the outline of a Cybertronian frame. But it was so blurry and misted over he couldn't tell whose body he was in. But the dream continued without his knowledge none the less.

"I have made sacrifices too, Megatronus! And plenty of mistakes!" The voice crackled as what appeared to be a servo gestured at the silver mech poignantly. "Now I see that one of them was trusting you fully! Do you even hear yourself anymore?! What you are now proposing is an all-out war! You once encouraged the people of our planet to unite, but I never expected you to try forcing your ideals of peace through the Consul!"

"Force is the only tactical move this corrupted political system understands!" Megatron swung his arm in a fit, and slammed it against the wall opposite of him. It was alarming, but Cass still remained calm and waited patiently for the flux to end. "They forced their corrupted laws upon the lower class and treated the less fortunate as second class citizens! Ignoring their cries of poverty and hunger! Forcing many to go into indentured servitude to survive! Creators would sell their sparklings into workhouses just so they didn't have another oral cavity to fill! Many selling their frames just for one glass of energon a day! The time for negotiating a peaceful term for this injustice is too late! It is time now for action!"

The vision suddenly jolted as the Cybertronian Cass was occupying flinched away from Megatron's frightening tantrum. The Vehicon did make one note to himself as he listened to this conversation. He knew from helping Soundwave with the archives that Megatron use to go by the title Megatronus before the war escalated. So this wasn't a vision of the future, it was one from the past.

"Please Megatronus!" The crackling voice wavered fearfully. "Please stop! You are frightening me! Ah!"

"You haven't seen frightening yet…!" The giant mech closed the gap between him and the stranger then seethed over his helm angrily. "I will not allow you to betray me… You are not going anywhere without me, and especially not to that newly formed Autobot outpost!"

An Autobot? That is who Cass was sharing sight with at the moment? Why did it matter if this bot stayed or leave? "Uhn! Megatronus stop! You're hurting me!" Cass couldn't feel anything, but it was clear from the angle of Megatron's arms that he was holding the other party down. "I can't speak to you like this! Just let me leave for the night at least! We can speak in the morning! I promise I will return!"

"As if I could trust a single word you say anymore!" Megatron hissed and shook the Bot intensely. "Was everything we've been through together all a lie?! Did you even love me as I have loved you?!" Slowly his red optics narrowed and a look of painful sadness flooded his gaze. "We were to become Bondmates… Does that mean anything to you at all?"

"It means everything to me…" The stranger answered and Cass could feel the apprehension in his voice. "But we cannot… I will not bond with someone that intends to hurt others simply for his own gain… I do love you Megatronus… But you have changed too much…" The vision stood in place. Clearly, he was no longer being forced to stay in one place by the tyrant, whom was now bowing his helm in defeat. "I am sorry love… But this is how it must be…" It appeared the Bot had kneeled forward and kissed the top of Megatron's helmet. Then he stood again, and Cass watched as he turned around to face what looked like an exit… To wherever they were. "Goodbye…"

The Bot didn't take more than two steps before something heavy struck him from behind, forcing him to his knees. The poor young model was helpless to stop it as he witnessed the Bot being beaten and forced onto his backside. Megatron peered down at the stranger with a glint of destruction in his optics, and with a terrifying grimace he threatened the downed Bot. "You're not going anywhere… HRRR!"

Cass woke from this nightmare with a jolt, just before Megatron's fist slammed down onto his faceplate. He jolted a second time when he noticed the warlord was recharging right next to him. It appeared that when the warlord had finished cleaning both their frames, he had carried Cass back to his berth chambers. He couldn't remember because he had fallen into recharge right away after they had, in Megatron's words, made love. But he did recall seeing something strange. It was what appeared to be his master crying.

The smaller mech did his absolute best not to scream or whimper, but it was difficult to hold back his own tears, since that new flux was still fresh in his processor. If this memory was true, then there was a lot to unpack. For starters, Megatron not only had another lover he intended to bond with, but when said lover tried to leave… He may have had him killed. But oddly enough, the one thing that bothered Cass the most is that he just didn't know who the lover was. Did he survive? Did he ever escape? If he did, does his master still think of him? Is that why he was crying in the washroom earlier? He was feeling guilty of betraying a love he once had?

Cass just could not believe the reaction he was having towards all of this. Despite Megatron's many faults and horrifying actions in this vision, there was one thing the Vehicon just could not stand. The thought of possibly being the other mech. As he shivered and held himself with arms crossed, Cass hardly noticed the sleeping giant beside him begin to stir.

"Caspian?" Megatron whispered groggily. "Is something wrong?" He wasn't answered, and eventually he noticed his lover was beginning to shake. "Did you have another flux?"

Still confused, but not intending to entirely ignore his master, Cass nodded his helm. He stayed where he was as he felt the berth shift under him. Megatron had sat up and carefully caressed his servos over the tiny mech's shaking shoulders. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No…" Cass answered wearily, but after a small length of time passed without saying anything else, he leaned his side into the front of Megatron's frame. The side of his tear-filled face nuzzled over the large warm chassis, and he sighed in order to relieve the frustration in his thoughts. "Hold M' Lord… M' Love. Hold me tight… Please…"

"As you wish…" Megatron gently cradled Cass in his arms and kissed the top of his distressed lover's helm. "Lie down with me again my treasure. If you can you should try and get some more rest, before I bring you back to the med-bay…"

"May I be in your embrace until then?"

"I insist."

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