Shockwave was uncomfortable and felt very unpleasant as he felt the femme's servos run across his helm and near his optic. Leetna also felt some similar emotions, nervous and tense as she inspected the damage.

The side injury proved to be easy and very quick to repair, but repairing an optic? That was a different story to Leetna. Her spark was hammering out of fear. She did not want to piss this guy off.

Shockwave had noticed the nervous touch of her servos, the way they jumped and sometimes were hesitant. He knew she was scared and was jumpy. If he had a face plate, Shockwave would be frowning knowing he was in the hands of a nervous wreck.

"You're nervous," he spoke up, nearly making Leetna scratch what was left of his optic. She clicked on her vents to cool down. If she was an organic and had the ability to sweat, she'd be sweating buckets. "Will you not be so uneasy? I'm not exactly comfortable and won't be any better if you carry on in this state"

"Right," she mumbled, as she brought a small pair of tweezers to his large optic. A few cable inside had been broken and she'd have to mend them again. She winced, knowing Shockwave was going to feel some pain. Shockwave had noticed the sudden pause, something was wrong.

"Is there a problem?" he questioned, hoping he was looking in the right direction. The femme didn't say anything. A prick of irritation ran through Shockwave. "If we, decepticons, didn't know autobots were so cowardly, you would have been-"

"Oh shut up, you glitch-head," Leetna snapped, glaring at him with her blue optics. Shockwave, even if he didn't want to show it or feel it, felt the feeling of amusement. "I'm going to need to go inside your helm, fix some of your cables and the replace your optic screen. Happy to hear that?"

The femme had said it all to quickly, sarcastic and snappy, Shockwave hadn't had time to register it. "Repeat that"

The femme let out a quiet grumble something along the lines of 'fragger'. Shockwave dismissed it with ease and waited for her to obey his command. With a tone of displeasure, the femme complied and answered slowly, as if he was some sparkling, "I'm going to need to go inside your helm, fix some of your cables and replace your optic screen. Are you happy?"

Shockwave registered what she said and didn't hesitate on asking, "What stops you from putting an end to my life? Would it not be logical to leave a decepticon at his weakest, to be left with no vision?...The way your processor works is bemusing, femme"

Leetna could easily tell from his words, despite his emotionless tone, that he did not trust her and probably would never trust her. It made her feel bothered but then she knew she thought the exact same about him.

"I won't let a blind bot, decepticon or anything for that matter, walk around without an optic to see through. One nanoklik, without my help, and you'd have been heading straight to the Allspark. It's also something with me being an autobot," she replied, after a moment of pause, her optics flew to his red, shattered one. "I also have nothing to put you into stasis lock. You will need to be...awake whilst I mend your optic. And it's best if we do it right away, so you don't walk into...a wall or something"

She ran a hand across her face, with a sigh and lifted her hand with a pair of tweezers, her optics squinting as she leaned closer to see. Her hand was interrupted with the decepticon's one servo, slapped tightly around her wrist. Her optics glanced, narrowed in a glare, at Shockwave's servo.

"Before the procedure, you said before you weren't a medic. What is your rank?" he questioned, almost demanded, staring at the metal floor. Leetna frowned at the one eyed decepticon, confused why he asked that.

"Assassin, what does it matter?" she answered, scowling at the wretched name of a rank she had been given. Leetna noticed him glance up and for a second it felt like he could see and was staring right at her. Leetna felt like her own blue blood had turned into the deep ice, it almost felt like Shockwave respected her and respect from a emotionless, mad scientist was not something she wanted.

She didn't feel the joy, like she had when the famous Optimus Prime had first smiled at her or when she would laugh with her friends. This was panic, for a feeling of respect to pass from decepticon to autobot was strange. Leetna had learned to not be fooled by decepticons and she was going to stick with it, but then she knew why she was helping him.

Leetna lifted the tweezers to the mech's optic. Shockwave held still, feeling the femme's body warmth floating around her, he was uncomfortable nor was he comfortable. It was strange, Shockwave knew that there was something other than an autobot spark for her to help him. He held his helm in one place as he heard the femme say, "If you move, it'll be your fault if your processor goes haywire"

Leetna was scowling, hating how Shockwave could put up with the pain he was going through, she guess she was jealous. The purple decepticon hadn't so much as flinched throughout the whole surgery. He was tense, yes, but didn't groan, scream or curse with pain. He was like a statue. But then he was a statue inside and out.

Attaching the last wire together, she pulled away and saw him run a hand across his optic. "I still do not bare the ability of sight"

"I still need to put the screen in, glitch-head," she exclaimed, with a roll of her optics, grabbing the red screen from the side. It was the exact same material and she had cut the edges so it fitted perfectly into place, she hoped. Removing the shards of his optic screen, Leetna slipped it into place and couldn't help but smile with triumph as she saw the red screen start to glow.

Shockwave felt relief run through him as the shapes of the room started reappear in the colour of red, only the darkest or brightest of colours could be recognised, and he awkwardly stood up. Looking over at the autobot femme, which he had yet to see, Shockwave saw the smile of victory on her face plate, a small, faint scar barely noticeable on the left corner of her lips.

By the dark colour of her armour, he assumed her colour was black or dark grey but a faint glow could be noticed, almost as if her armour shined despite the dust. She was small, petite and slim. Other mech's would say she would have been pretty, but Shockwave didn't bother to mentally compliment her.

What was he to do with her now?

"How many fingers am I holding up?" she asked, holding up her hand and was flicking fingers up and down non stop. If Shockwave had a personality at all, he would have rolled his one optic. Shockwave ignored her and her childish act.

Shockwave headed straight past her, almost barging into her, not uttering a word. Leetna glared angrily at the scientist's back, folded her arms, and quickly jogged to walk beside him. She had to walk quite quickly, because compared to him her footsteps were quite small. "Is that the thanks I'm getting?"

"Decepticons do not have the duty to thank anyone," Shockwave told her gruffly, making his way to the main room. Leetna scowled at him but continued to follow him. She wouldn't stop till she earned a thank you. He had wasted her time and she could have been searching for other decepticons to offline but she had stayed and repaired him, a waste of materials too!

Shockwave felt his fuel lines prick as he saw the heavily damaged spacebridge. It would be most logical if both Starscream and, his liege, Megatron had headed straight to the planet 'Earth'. He remembered it clearly, he had not forgotten, the message from the autobot leader which he had discovered during the cortical psychic patch he had used on the one called 'Arcee'.

Leetna met the decepticon's gaze on the broken spacebridge.

"You want to rebuild the spacebridge? I can help with that," she stated, smirking at the decepticon as he glanced over to her. "I knew a friend who was into engineering, taught me a few tricks"

How many useful traits did this femme have?

"I am fully capable of rebuilding the spacebridge on my own. It will be function again," Shockwave exclaimed, turning fully to her, almost wanting to see if he could intimidate her.

"But don't you want to get back to your fearless leader? As soon as possible? I'm sure with my help, you'll get it done a lot quicker," Leetna replied, cockily, giving him a smug grin. Her sharp tongue was her best weapon, she had been told that multiple times.

Shockwave did not feel happy with her reply and her cocky confidence...but he knew she was right. It would be a quicker way for him to be beside his liege again.

"You reply is logical," he responded, looking away from her. Shockwave noticed it looked like he had admitted defeat in this discussion. He looked at her again, seeing the grey, small femme lift her servo. Her optics shining brighter than ever.

"It's a deal, we'll shake on it," Leetna said, her grin had not faltered at all, like it had been stuck on her face. Shockwave, for the first time ever, hesitated but then lifted his only servo and shook her hand.

As long as he was back by his liege's side soon.

I don't want there to be anything to lovey dovey too soon. Both Leetna and Shockwave are distrustful cybertronians and with their personalities, it's very hard for them to get along. Their bonding will take a while, apologies for those who wanted fluff, romance and cuddles early.

Thanks for reading :)