Some Hurt/Comfort Megarod
It was long into the evening when Megatron had finally said his goodbyes to Magnus before heading towards his hab. Letting out a tired sigh he raised one servo towards the main panel only to freeze when he heard quiet sniffling and whimpers coming from inside, not sparing a second to waste he slammed his servo onto the panel making the door open with a sudden 'whoosh'. Rushing inside he saw Rodimus sitting on the floor with his knees tucked tight to his chest while he buried his helm in between his knees.
"Rodimus?!" Megatron suddenly rushed to his Conjunx's side before wrapping his arms around the smaller mech "What's wrong? Did something happen?" He gently rubbed his servo along the red and gold mech's back trying to sooth his partner as he listened to his quiet sobs. Rodimus then raised his helm his optics wide and still leaking tears, he sniffled clearing his intake "Oh Megs, what am I going to do?" He leaned forwards trying to bury his face into the larger mech's chest. "I can't have a bitty, the crew will hate me they will hate them!" Rodimus began wheeping again not noticing the shocked looked on Megatron's face.
"Wait, wait!" With a careful servo Megatron gently grabbed Rodimus's chin allowing him to look his partner in his optics. "My flame, You're sparked?" Rodimus sniffled again before nodding while wrapping his arms around his tanks protectively. Letting out a soft sigh the larger mech leaned forwards placing a gentle kiss on the smaller mech's helm before returning to gaze into those beautiful blue optics. "I'm not upset that you're sparked Rodimus, but if you don't think you're ready to be a Carrier we can ask Ratchet to-" Megatron suddenly has his mouth shut as two gold servos slammed over them quickly hushing him. "No no no!" Rodimus hissed as he narrowed his optics in a deadly glare. "I'm not getting rid of them!...I just wish...I just wish I wasn't a Tank Carrier, then maybe the crew w-wouldn't hate me...or our bitty" He leaned backwards pulling his servos away from Megatron's mouth before allowing his frame to sag a little. With a soft brush agents Roddy's shoulder Megatron carefully grabbed a-hold of the red mech again before pulling him into another comforting hug. "No one will hate you my flame, if someone even dares to try lay a servo on you, you'll be sure me and Drift will tear them apart" That made Rodimus snort a little before gazing up with a small smile. "But are you 100% sure about keeping them? I don't want to make you feel like you have to keep them for my sake" With another nod Rodimus smiled before leaning closer letting out a sigh. "I'm sure Megs, and thank you...for everything...I'm not sure what I would do without you" He then flashed a brighter smile as Megatron leaned down to place another soft kiss on his helm. "You're welcome my flame"
A couple of months passed and Rodimus was bored out of his processor as he placed two of his servos on top his large tanks while he gazed boreally around the pale white walls of the med-bay. Shifting on the med berth he suddenly felt a kick jab him in the sides, he gave a mild hiss before rubbing the spot with his servo. "Yeah Carrier is bored too, let's hope Uncle Ratchet doesn't take too long in his office huh?" He felt another kick however lighter this time making the red mech smile wide before perking up to the sound of a door opening. Ratchet stepped inside with a data pad grumbling to himself before taking a seat next to the med berth. "Well good news, the latest scans are looking good and it seems the little one is due any day now" Rodimus's spoiler flicked happily as he slowly ran one servo along his tanks with a smile. "So soon huh? Primus they'll be walking and transforming into their Alt-Mode in no time at this rate" Ratchet snorted a little putting away his data pad before standing up grab something off the shelves. "About that Rodimus, I think it's best you spend the next few days in the med-bay" The red mech frowned slightly. "It's not anything worrisome, but considering how far your and Megatron's hab is from the med bay it might be better to stay here for a while" A low whine escaped the Captain as he slowly sank into the berth as his frame deflated before putting his face in his servos. "Great, I'm stuck in the most boring place on this ship, no offence Ratchet" The Medic snorted a little followed by a smirk "None taken, I'll let Megatron and Drift know. It seems you could use the company"
It was later that night and Megatron had been busy getting everything ready, there were blankets sitting on a neat pile on one of the spare chairs while a pair of hand-crafted plushies at on a near by shelf. Meanwhile Drift had come to visit and was currently happily joking and laughing with his Amica. "Sooo are you excited? This little one will be here any moment now" The white and red speedster carefully poked the large tank making Rodimus chuckle. "Yeah, but also terrified...I-I can't help but worry about if something will go wrong despite Ratchet's confidence" Drift frowned a little before resting one servo on top of Roddy's with a soft smile. The fellow speedster then leaned forwards giving a light head bonk making the red mech laugh. "Don't worry Roddy, you're tough...one of the strongest mechs I know and I'm sure everything will be fine" He then pulled away with a wide smile before gazing at his Amica. Rodimus then smiled flicking his spoiler in amusement. "Thanks Drifters" With a sharp nod the white speedster flashed a toothy grin. "You're welcome, and kiddo you better be good for your Carrier and Sire" Drift then lightly scolded the bump making Rodimus howl with laughter.
The early morning was rather busy for the med bay and both Ratchet and First Aid rushed both in and out of the room carrying all sorts of tools. Meanwhile quiet cries of pain escaped Rodimus's intake as another wave pain rippled through his tanks making him pant sharply as he gripped Megatron's servo as tight as he could. The grey mech softly cooed praise as well as words of comfort as he tried to sooth his Conjunx's pain, just then another sharp wave making Rodimus cry out again while squeezing Megatron's servo so tight it made him gasp sharply. Everything then fell silent as a small cry began echoing in the room, perking up and forgetting all about his pain Rodimus shuffled awkwardly trying to see the source of the noise. "Congratulations it's a healthy little mechling" Ratchet spoke with a wide smile as he handed over the little fussing and wiggling sparkling to Rodimus who eagerly scouped them up in his arms with tears in his optics. "Hello my bitty" He sniffled as he admired the sparkling who began to settle sensing the familiar bond and scent of his creators "Megs, he's perfect. One perfect little bitty" With a soft smile Megatron placed a kiss on Roddy's cheek before using one digit to carefully pet his sparkling's helm "He is, and you did so well my flame" The larger mech seemed to blink back tears making Rodimus smile softly pulling his sparkling closer so they can listing to the familiar hum of his spark while he began to slowly hum a lullaby. "We will leave you be, call us if you need anything" Ratchet quietly whispered as he and First Aid had finished up cleaning up the room and slowly left the room trying not to disturb anything. Megatron flashed a smile before giving a sharp nod to the medics watching them leave before turning his attention back at his small family.
