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Nevermore	By : AngelofTwilight Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 6344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I have too much free time…

Witch08: my last chapter was… creepy? O.o

Wonder how…
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Chapter 6

“You can sit in here with me… if you want.” Bumblebee told the medic when he came.

The Decepticon medic tilted his head at that “If that is what you want.”

Bumblebee nodded.

Moonchaser opened the door, locked it behind him and sat next to Bumblebee on the berth.

He held an energon cube to the youngling and he took it with a soft “Thank you.”

“What’s your dream?” Moonchaser asked.

Bumblebee stared at his energon cube “I wanted to go to Autoboot camp and then the Academy to become an Elite Guard…”

An uncomfortable silence followed and Bumblebee glance at the older mech, his claw had tightened on his own energon cube.

Bumblebee open his mouth to ask a question when Moonchaser’s comm. link blaze to life “Lugnut here, Brawl came back with a wreak back, he needs you in the Med Bay.”

The medic growled and finished his energon “Sorry, I have to go. I’ll be back when I’m done.” He told Bumblebee and patted the top of his helm before leaving.

Bumblebee sighed and listened as the mech leave. An hour later, he looked up when he heard footsteps and cowered when Blitzwing appeared.

“Hello.”
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Bumblebee cried as he struggle against Blitzwing. The Decepticon had one hand press into the youngling’s chest plate as his other hand slid into seams and tugged at wires.

“Please! Stop!” Bumblebee begged between moans.

Blitzwing ignored the youngling and tugged harshly at a wire under his chest plate.

Bumblebee yelped.

He gripped at Blitzwing’s arm.

Blitzwing grabbed one of Bumblebee’s arm and start pulling at it.

Bumblebee screamed in agony as he felt wires snap and his shoulder joint bend, crack and moan.

‘It’s going to snap off!’ Bumblebee thought in horror.

“Does it hurt?” Blitzwing’s crazy personality asked pulling more and energon spurting out the youngling’s shoulder.

“Somebody please help me!” Bumblebee screamed as his shoulder joint finally gave and snap.

“Blitzwing! Release the youngling!”

Bumblebee watched through blurry optics as the medic grabbed Blitzwing’s shoulder and the hand tugging on his.

Moonchaser put pressure on the triple changer’s arm, enough to bend the armor and for him to let go of Bumblebee’s arm. He then flung Blitzwing against a wall.

Bumblebee sat up, clutch his arm and tried to move it, he couldn’t.

“That hurt!” the crazy personality said before switching to the angry one “Vat’s the big idea?!”

“Lord Megatron put me in charge of the Autobot,” Moonchaser said stepping between the scared youngling and the other Decepticon “he wish for no severe damage to come to him.”

“And how are you going to stop me?” Blitzwing asked.

The missile launcher on the Medic’s shoulder points at Blitzwing and hummed to life, ready to fire.

“You think zat zat one missile launcher scares me?” Blitzwing’s own weapons pointed at the medic “When I have two?”

Bumblebee cringed, afraid that a fight will begin and that the medic might get hurt because of him.

“I have no doubt you’re not afraid of my weapon,” Moonchaser agreed, “but are you more afraid of what Lord Megatron will do if he finds out that we blasted each other with our missiles in here and if the youngling… got hit by one?” he asked.

Blitzwing’s face change to his calm personality “I zee your point.” He said and left.

Bumblebee wept silently, trying to move his injured arm.

“Bumblebee?” The medic called softly kneeling before the youngling.

Bumblebee flinch as the Decepticon brought his hand close. A shiver ran through his chassis as the medic brushed his tears away. He slowly relaxed to his gentle, caring caress.

Once Moonchaser was sure that Bumblebee wasn’t going to cringe from him, he called in his medical supplies, dug around and took out clamps and used them to close the leaking energon lines in Bumblebee’s arm. Sure that none of the clamps would come loose, he gently took the Autobot’s injured arm and examine it, listening to Bumblebee’s quiet whimpers.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” he asked, watching the youngling nod. “Can you move it?”

Bumblebee shook his head.

Moonchaser turn his comm. link on “Lord Megatron.”

“Yes?” came the reply.

“I caught Blitzwing trying to rip the Autobot’s arm off…”

“How is it?”

“I have stop the energon bleeding for now but I need to take him to the Med Bay, I don’t have the necessary tools to repair the arm.” Moonchaser answered.

“Very well, repair any minor injuries…including his legs, I am certain that he won’t get very far. I will deal with Blitzwing.”

“Yes Lord Megatron.”

Moonchaser cut the comm. link and stared into Bumblebee’s glittering blue optics.

“I’ll have to carry you to the Med Bay.” Moonchaser said and scoop the trembling youngling into his arms.

Bumblebee wrapped his good arm around the medic’s neck and buried his faceplate into his chest.

The youngling would peek over his shoulder to see other menacing Decepticons stare at them, especially at him and he would cling to the medic tightly and press his faceplate to his chest again.

Moonchaser walked into the Med Bay and carried his bundle over to a berth and sat him down. Bumblebee watched the Decepticon gather tools and supplies.

Moonchaser set the tray full of tools on a table next to the berth. The youngling watched him pick up a syringe.

“I’m going to give you some mild painkillers, so you won’t feel any pain as I repair you arm.” Moonchaser explain.

Bumblebee slowly nodded, indicating he understands. He didn’t wince as the medic gently pierces his neck with the needlepoint, trying to show that that’s how much he trusts him.

Moonchaser press down on the plunger, slowly removed the needle from Bumblebee’s neck and set the empty syringe down. He carefully removed the yellow armor plating from Bumblebee’s shoulder and upper arm and placed them next to Bumblebee. He looked back at Bumblebee’s shoulder, deciding where to start. He could see shoulder joint that held the youngling’s shoulder to his upper arm had been bent and twisted, it was loose enough that it would probably fall along with the rest of Bumblebee’s arm. That needed to be replace.

He looked at the armor plating he had removed from the youngling and he could see that they had been bent a little bit. They were easily fixable. Turning back to the shoulder joint, he has plenty of different sizes, luckily he had placed them on the tray, saving him the trouble of not having to go back and forth.

He picked each joint up, one by one, looking for the right shape and size to that of the youngling’s mangled shoulder joint. He found the one he was looking for on his sixth try.

He place the new joint where he could grab it and said to Bumblebee “I’m going to remove you’re damage joint, I will need you to lie down on the berth.” Bumblebee nodded and with the medic’s help, lay on the berth.

Moonchaser twist and pull the damage joint out and Bumblebee’s arm drooped slightly, he placed it next to the new joint, he picked that up and his tack-welding tool and began welding it into its proper place.

Bumblebee watched the mech as he concentrated on his arm, the youngling felt electricity course through his circuits as his claws brush against his arm or touch a damage wire. Bumblebee’s blue optics stared at the medic’s crimson ones, he could see them glowed with concern and kindness—in Bumblebee’s opinion.

As Moonchaser worked on welding a new wire to its proper place, a shriek pierced the ship, Bumblebee jerked slightly and turn his gaze to the Med Bay doors. Moonchaser didn’t flinch nor turn to the doors. He just stated “It seems Lord Megatron is taking care of Blitzwing.”

An hour later, Moonchaser woke Bumblebee from his light stasis nap “Done, it’s lucky that the energon lines didn’t snap, they just got disconnected.” He said removing the clamps.

Bumblebee stared at his arm as he started to gain feeling back in it. “We’ll wait a few breems for you to gain feeling back before you can move it.” Moonchaser told him and Bumblebee nodded.

When Bumblebee gained enough feeling into his repaired arm, Moonchaser touched each fingers “Can you feel that?”

“Yes.”

“Lift your arm.” He instructed.

Bumblebee lifted his arm. “Bend your elbow.” He did. “Wiggle your fingers.” Bumblebee wiggled them. Moonchaser held Bumblebee’s wrist and ran his other hand along his arm, looking for damages he missed and making sure his repairs were holding. He shifts his hand from Bumblebee’s wrist and into his hand and told him “Squeeze my hand as hard as you can.” Bumblebee squeezed with all his strength.

The youngling watch him stare at his shoulder “Not as strong, but that’s expected after a repair.” He said placing Bumblebee’s arm down on the table.

He tapped a claw along Bumblebee’s arm, causing the tapped area to tingle “Feel any pain?” he asked and Bumblebee shook his head and smiled shyly at Moonchaser.

Moonchaser’s lip component twitch and he said, “Let me see if there are any more minor injuries for me to repair. Lord Megatron even said that I could fix your legs.”

Bumblebee’s spark swell with hope and longing and he lay patiently as Moonchaser began scanning his chassis.

“No damages in your back, there are few in under your chest plate and your hips, any internal damage will be repaired by your internal repair networks, and the worst are in your legs… I’m afraid you won’t be walking right a way.” Moonchaser told Bumblebee.

Bumblebee just nodded, feeling his hope fading.

Moonchaser turn to look into Bumblebee’s optics “I’ll be needing to remove your chest plate and the plating on your hips and legs to do the repairs.”

Bumblebee realizes that meant that he’ll be expose to the medic and he froze, memories of what Starscream did to him began playing in his memory files. Slowly his logic processor reminded him that the medic had done nothing to him as Starscream and Blitzwing had done. He took air into his intake filters and look into the waiting medic’s optics.

“Ok.” He told him softly.

“I promise I’ll be gentle and not do anything to you,” replied Moonchaser.

Bumblebee quiver as he felt Moonchaser run his claws along the edges of his chest plate, searching for the latches. He found them and with a loud click unlatched them. Bumblebee felt the medic pull his yellow chest plate off his chest and froze again.

He remembered Wisp telling them about interfacing and bonding when some younglings walked in on some older Autobots in the midst of it. She had told them that interfacing was for pleasure and bonding was done when two Cybertronians were truly in love with one another or in some rare occasion, if they were Sparkmates. And she had gone on about it that Bumblebee just tuned her out not really caring, now he wished he had paid more attention to her.

“Bumblebee?” he heard the medic call his name and he looked at him surprise.

“You blacked out.” Moonchaser said in a concern tone.

Bumblebee looked down at his chest, remembering Wisp telling him and the other younglings that when their chests were open their spark would be exposed. He saw that she was right. The youngling gaze at his pulsating spark.

“Shall I continue?” he asked Bumblebee.

“Yes.” Bumblebee whispered.

“Don’t worry, I won’t be long. Just 3 wires to fix.” Moonchaser reassured him. Bumblebee nodded back.

Bumblebee noted how quickly Moonchaser fixed the wires. Bumblebee suppress a gasp as he felt Moonchaser accidentally brush a hand against his spark, his spark fluttered.

Satisfied, Moonchaser reattach Bumblebee’s chest plate. He noticed him sigh with relief and pretended that he didn’t see it.

Before Moonchaser could start on Bumblebee’s hips, the doors open and Lugnut came in carrying Blitzwing.

“Lord Megatron wants you to repair Blitzwing when you are done with the Autobot.” He told the medic.

Moonchaser nodded “Place him on the other berth.”

Lugnut did so and left.

Moonchaser went over to Blitzwing, looked him over and then restrain him.

Bumblebee stared at Blitzwing as Moonchaser came back over to him. “He’s in stasis. Lord Megatron wouldn’t have Lugnut bring him to me to repair if his spark returned to the Well of AllSparks.” Moonchaser told Bumblebee as he unlatches the armor on his pelvis.

Moonchaser picked up his welder and touch a wire with it “You’re safe for now, no one will go near you and risk Lord Megatron’s wrath.”

Bumblebee’s spark swelled with hope “How long?” he asked.

“I do not know.” Moonchaser answered putting his welder down and putting his armor back on.

Bumblebee relaxed, now that the worst was over and watched eagerly as Moonchaser removed his legs plating.

“Now I can repair your legs enough that you can stand without falling over, I can get you walking by tomorrow or in a few days.” Moonchaser told Bumblebee.

“Ok.” Bumblebee replied.

Moonchaser mended torn wires and circuits and told Bumblebee that he was lucky that his joints were spared the torture. He had begun replacing an old wire when Blitzwing groaned.

They both turn to the triple changer but he had not rouse from his stasis.

“Ok,” Moonchaser said after two hours of working on Bumblebee’s legs “want to test them?”

Bumblebee eagerly sat up on the berth and swung his legs over the edge. He inch off the edge and touch the floor with his right foot, his left soon followed. Bumblebee put all his weight on his legs and almost collapse. He clung to the berth as he stood on shaky legs.

Moonchaser suppress a chuckle as he watch Bumblebee slowly remove his grip on the berth and stood on his own.

“Good. Now, if you wait patiently for me as I repair Blitzwing, I’ll give you an energon cube and some energon sweets.” He tilt his head at Bumblebee and frown “I think I’ll take you to the wash racks afterwards.”

Bumblebee stared down at his dirty chassis, a wash sound good to him. “Ok.” He told the mech and was about to push himself back up on the berth when Moonchaser helped him.

“I don’t mean to treat you like a helpless sparkling but your arm still needs time to heal.” He explains as he went into his private stash of energon cubes and sweets. “And you don’t have to worry about recharging in you cell, I’m going to keep you in here for a few day cycles. Plus I’m going to keep Blitzwing strapped to the berth and I’ll put you in a private room so you don’t have to worry about him when he wakes up.” He said as he set three energon cubes and a box of sweets next to Bumblebee. The fourth cube he drank himself.

Bumblebee nibbled on a sweet as he watched Moonchaser start his repairs on Blitzwing.

Bumblebee drank an energon cube and heard a pained groan escape Blitzwing’s voice processor. “Fragger deserves to feel pain after what he did.” He heard Moonchaser mutter, Bumblebee decided that the medic was purposely hurting Blitzwing with his repairs.

Bumblebee had finish his three energon cube and had five energon sweets left when Moonchaser stood up and flex his claws.

“Ready for that wash?” he asked Bumblebee.

“Yes.” He answered.

Moonchaser picked him up again and apologize about it.

Bumblebee wrapped his arms around the mech’s neck as they exit the Med Bay. Bumblebee looked around his surrounding again as they headed for the wash racks.

Moonchaser enters the wash racks and place Bumblebee under the pipes further from the door and ran his hand against the wall. Bumblebee closed his optics as warm cleaning solution ran down his chassis. He opens his optics to watch the liquid wash the dried energon and other fluids off his chassis and down a drain.

He turned his head to see Moonchaser standing under his own pipes, washing the energon mess off his own chassis. Bumblebee tore his gaze away and pondered on his feelings for the older mech.

“Are you done?” Moonchaser asked startling Bumblebee from his daze. He nodded.

Moonchaser ran his hand on the wall again and the pipes stopped spewing the cleaning solution and he pick up Bumblebee again and headed back to the Med Bay.

As they made their way back Bumblebee asked, “How long have you been here?”

“Almost 50 vorn.”

“Why are you nice to me?”

Moonchaser didn’t answer.

As they neared the Med Bay, Bumblebee nuzzle against Moonchaser’s chest plate.

The medic stiffen and Bumblebee stare up at him confuse.

“Don’t… do that again.” He told Bumblebee.

“Sorry…” Bumblebee whispered.

Moonchaser walked into his Med Bay, check on Blitzwing, still in stasis and took Bumblebee to the private room. He punched in the code for it and went in once the door open. He place Bumblebee onto the berth “You need to recharge, it’s getting late.”

“Don’t leave… please…” begged Bumblebee.

“I need to report the repairs to Lord Megatron.” Moonchaser told him.

“Please…” Bumblebee whimper.

Crimson optics lock onto soft blue ones and with a sigh Moonchaser said “I will stay with you until you fall into recharge.”

Bumblebee smiled as the mech sat on the berth.

Moonchaser twitched as Bumblebee place his head on his leg. The Decepticon slowly place his hand on Bumblebee’s shoulder.

“You’re really nice for a Decepticon.” Bumblebee murmured.

“No, I’m not…” Moonchaser replied.

“You are to me.” Bumblebee answered back.

Moonchaser sighed and rubbed Bumblebee’s shoulder “If you knew me well, you’ll think differently.”

Bumblebee snuggle closer, enjoying the gentle caress “No… I wouldn’t…” he said going into recharge.

Moonchaser stare down at the sleeping yellow bot, he gently lift his head off his leg and lay him down on the berth without stirring him.

At the door, he turn and stared at the youngling for a while before leaving and locking the door behind him and leaving the Med Bay to report to Megatron.

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Whoo, that’s a long one. Tried to put lots of details in this then I originally had written down.

Hope it’s ok and you all enjoyed it ^ ^
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