Optimus Prime x Megatron (Fan-fiction) #2

Chapter 4: "The Carrier"

(Megatron's POV)

I woke up with a huge helmache. Optimus was snuggled into the blanket. I touched his forehelm and he was pretty warm. I looked at the window and saw the sun peek out from the canyon. I stretched and rolled my shoulders. Last night was rough. The Prime rolled over and gripped my servo before I could remove it. "Don't leave." He said. I leaned down and kissed his helm. "You rest up." If he's not gonna get up one of us have to. I heard a knock at the door so I stood up and went to answer it. It was Ratchet and Arcee. The femme turned her back once she saw my fiery optics. "Do you need anything doctor?" Ratchet pushed past me and walked in.

He scanned Optimus and the Prime curled into a ball. Arcee stood beside Ratchet keeping a distance from me. I kept my distance from her by standing on the opposite side of the berth. Optimus sat up against the wall and rubbed his optics. "Oh, hey Ratchet, what's wrong?" Ratchet put the scanner away and looked up at me. Looked like he was asking if he had permission to touch Prime's abdomen. I gave him the 'ok' nodding my helm. The medic leaned down and pressed against Optimus's abdomen. "Hurt?" Optimus shook his head. I stood there confused. 'Why would his abdomen be hurting?'

(Optimus's POV)

I was concerned on when Ratchet and Arcee walked into the room. They didn't just come in because Ratchet's doing doctor things and Arcee, I don't know why she's here. "Am I sick?" I asked the my medic. Ratchet shook his head and touched somewhere else. "You don't feel sick Prime?" Arcee asked. I shook my helm as Megatron sat beside me holding my servo. Ratchet picked up his scanner and stood up. "Well you're not sick." I let out my breath and relaxed my body. Ratchet touched my abdomen again. I could hear Megatron growling in his chassis. He scanned me and the scanner beeped.

Arcee's optics opened wide. Ratchet pulled back and checked the scanner. I looked up at Megatron. Am I gonna die? His servo held on tighter and my spark started to pound against my chassis. Ratchet showed me the scanner and I nearly cried. "You're carrying Prime..." I took the scanner from Ratchet and looked at it closer. I showed it to Megatron and he nodded. "I-I'm sparked!" Arcee walked out of the room. Ratchet took the scanner back and smirked. "You rest Optimus. Megatron I need you for a minute." Megatron nodded and slid down. I laid down on my back and looked at the ceiling. I'm sparked!!! My helm shouted.

(Megatron's POV)

I followed Ratchet to the control room. "I need you to locate the omega keys." My optics were wide. "What!?" The medic nodded, "Since Optimus is sparked he's not allowed to leave the base. You can take Arcee and Bulkhead with you. Wheeljack's out looking for them also." I sighed as I couldn't say no to any of Prime's crew members. I motioned Bulkhead and Arcee to follow me. Ratchet opened the ground bridge and we walked through.

.~Desert~.

We walked out and we had our guns pointed in all directions. When we saw the clear we put them down. Arcee kept her blasters out. I pulled out the tracker and searched for any detection of the omega key. "We should split up, we might find it quicker." Arcee put her blasters away and looked at me. "Megatron separating isn't a good idea." I turned to look at her and I knelt down. "We're splitting up." She got closer to me. "We're staying together." I got closer, "Splitting up!" Bulkhead pulled us back from each other. "Guys arguing gets us nowhere." Arcee pulled away from Bulkhead and snarled. "Bulkhead you're with me. You're on your own." I snarled as she turned and started walking. Bulkhead sighed and looked down following her.

I turned to go my own way. I'll find those damn keys before them anyways. There's no other mechs out there, right?