Spark of Hope {Transformers Story}

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

"I am not swallowing that!" Megatron snapped, pushing the cube of lighter blue energon across the table back to his insistent mate. Optimus pouted, pushing it right back.

"It is for the sparkling!" he said brightly, smiling warmly at his mate. "He or she needs it."

Megatron glared and snatched up Optimus's normal energon cube, swallowing the entire thing before slamming the empty cube back down before the Prime in defiance. He was more irate than usual all thanks to the coming sparkling. Optimus stared at him with a somewhat shocked look.

"Do you honestly think it will affect me that quickly..." Megatron asked, trailing off when he felt an all too familiar heat wash over him.

Bolting from the table to the nearest trash can, Megatron purged. Once he was done, he spun and fixed Optimus in a deadly glare, wiping away some energon from the corner of his mouth. Optimus held out the cube of filtered energon up for him and smiled brightly.

"Give me that!" Megatron growled, grabbing up the cube and retreating to their berth to attempt to enjoy it.

"Megatron, it will be worth it." Optimus assured, coming over when Megatron was finished. Laying a servo on his partner's back, he gently rubbed some of the many tensed, muscle-like cables between silver plating.

"You always get off so easily, Optimus." Megatron growled, although he leaned into the comforting touch.

"I wasn't chosen by the sparkling because I needed to take care of you." he said with a small smile, tipping Megatron's chin before pressing a kiss to Megatron's forehelm. "That is my job."

"I can take care of myself!" Megatron retorted, pulling away from the kiss with a little glare. Optimus took nothing of it and raised an optic ridge, his gaze on the trash can. Megatron glared daggers at him but said nothing since he really had no argument.

"How much longer will you have?" Optimus asked, knowing know out was still waiting for his sparkling to mature. Megatron leaned back in his chair and thought a moment.

"Two Earth weeks at the most. Since I am a flier the sparkling will develop quicker than that of a road vehicle." he said with mild distaste. He, Soundwave, and Starscream were the only mechs that would have a quicker term than the other transformers. It was just in their programming for some odd reason.

Optimus nodded once, unable to clear the smile from his lips. He was just too excited hoping they would have a little one soon, that he would finally have the chance to be a father when war was no where in their future. He couldn't help himself before he quickly hugged his aggravated bondmate and quickly retreated to his desk. Megatron let loose a nasty snarl and swatted the air where Optimus had just been.

Life was tense for the two now that Megatron was intensely moody. He was mostly stubborn and aggressive, but he would usually become quite nervous and skittish at night. It was a normal night when he woke Optimus from his recharge in need of attention. That night was no different.

Optimus had been able to get a few extra Earth hours of recharge before he was jolted back online by his mate clawing into the berth from some form of terror. Optimus sighed and wrapped an arm around his mate, pulling him close while the former warlord combated some unseen threat.

"At ease, Megatron. You and the sparkling both are safe." Optimus assured, seeing fearful red optics watching him. He reached out and softly stroked Megatron's jaw, getting a loud rumble of contentment from the mech.

"He's going to try to take him from me, Optimus." Megatron said, suddenly tensing when he saw two black optics watching him from the corner of the room.