Chapter 4: Lies of a Cover

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      "He kissed you?! He only planned on givin' me a beating!" Sky Rocket said, crossing her arms and huffing.

      "I'd rather have a beating!" The younger femme put her faceplate in her servos, curling into the bench she was sitting on. "The fool thinks he likes me!"

     "Aww Kiddo..." Reassuringly, the medic began thoughtfully. "Think of the plus side!"

      " 'Plus side'? Did I just hear you say, that there was a plus side, of getting kissed, BY A MECH I HATE?!" Deszetra hissed, only looking up at Sky Rocket for a second before returning to hiding her face in her servos.

     "Yur being blind, Hon." Sky Rocket shrugged.

     "Yeah? How?"

     "Yur 'with sparkling', ain't ya?"

     Dezzy didn't answer, only lifted her helm to look at her.

     "Ol' Megsy can be yur cover!" Sky Rocket said flatly, as if it was a fact everyone knew. "Its gonna be noticeable eventually, so what if it appeared he was the sire of the sparkling? So no one finds out 'bout Orion Paz."

    "Pax."

   "Sorry." The medic rolled her optics. "But it's the only way to hide the sparkling!"

   

     "I-I can't just do something like that!" Deszetra whispered desperately.

    "Oh wait- Don' tell me. Yur gunna tell Megsy that you dumped Orion Pax long time ago, so it's okay now even though yur carrying his sparklin'." Harshly, Sky Rocket said sarcastically.

    Dezzy sighed, placing a servo on her stomach gently. "Do you think it'll work?"

     "MmmmHmmm." Her friend nodded.

     "Well... Okay then." She stood up slowly, allowing confidence to fill her optics once again. "How am I supposed to do it?"

    "Yur gonna hate me for this..." Sky Rocket muttered. "Let him fall in love with you! In time, when everyone notices yur with sparkling, they'll assume it's his."

    Deszetra felt her spark sink. Betraying Orion was something she had never even thought about doing. This kind of thing... isn't too keen to her processor. It made her feel sick almost;  pretending to love a mech, when you carry another's sparkling a cruel way of doing this.

   "Kiddo, you'll be fine." Sky Rocket picked up her doubt and said.

    "I hope so." Dezzy nodded.

    "Should get back to work. Megsy will beat the frag outta me, but I guess you alreadi' know that."

     With another slight nod, she found herself in front of the computer. More research. Yippee. Mmkay let's see... Human weapons... oooh. fancy. Not as cool as some of ours, though. The sniper rifle caught her optics. Badaft weapon right there. These weapons were extremely downgrade from some of the Cybertronian weapons she'd seen.

     She'd been so wrapped up in reading she didn't notice the vehicon that had walked into the room, tripped on a cable, slammed his helm on the med bay, and got knocked out cold.

    "Mother of Unicron!" Sky Rocket jumped at the sound of the concussion and exclaimed. "Scrap! Dez, help me get 'em onto the med bay?"

    "Yeah..." Deszetra murmured, not listening at all.

    After the medic got him onto the medical bay, by herself, she said, "he's a' leakin'. Go get some energon for me. Need to patch this kid up. He's a youngin'."

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