"Skywarp."

"Skywarp?"

"Skywarp, you need to wake up. Megatron is back and here to see you."

Silverwing gently calls into the Air Commander's recreational room, looking worried at the still form slumped slightly across Starscream. His worry grows when no reaction happens, and he walks over to Skywarp, gently jostling the black and purple seeker. A small twitch of one wing calms him and he repeats the gentle motion.

"Wha-…?" Skywarp murmurs, his voice weak and strained.

"Megatron is back. He is here to see you." Silverwing whispers softly, staring into faint red optics.

When the medic's words register to Skywarp, he straightens and stares at the open door, almost expecting to see Megatron standing there, waiting, but there is nothing but the familiar calming sounds of mechs talking hushed inside the medbay while they work.

"He is at the moment overseeing Thundercracker's major surgery through the door into C1. You can join him there and see for yourself how far they have come. Thundercracker might still look disassembled, but according to Triage, he should be out of danger of offlining permanently." Silverwing explains with a small smile. He has received the latest update not long ago. The surgery has been ongoing for more than five hours with all of their surgical specialists working on the blue seeker, prioritizing the nearly fatal damage Thundercracker has suffered to piecing him together.

Skywarp is out of the chair and out of the door in such a desperate hurry that his right wing collides with the doorframe with a loud bang, and Silverwing hears the following loud yelp of pain. The medic's smile grows and he leaves the room with a last cursory glance to the prone Air Commander.

Megatron is watching the ongoing surgery through the small window in the door into C1 when Skywarp nervously stops beside him. Fidgeting and fighting against the urge to push his leader away to see for himself what is going on on the other side of the door.

"Sentinel is dead." Megatron informs Skywarp, sensing the black and purple seeker's presence, while following the delicate work being done to stabilize Thundercracker's vital energon flow to damaged key components in the shredded chest cavity. The completely bared spark's light casts the medics in an eerie glow, but the pulsing is strong and reassuring. It fills the Decepticon leader with a sense of pride. Thundercracker is in truth the perfect trinemate to complete the command trine, if he can survive such devastating damage.

Megatron's words cause Skywarp to freeze in motion.

"What?! Are you sure? How?" The black and purple seeker gasps in shock.

Skywarp's stupor causes Megatron to smile and finally he turns his attention away from the surgery.

"I am very certain, Skywarp." He answers, drawing a lifeless sparkchamber from his subspace. Reaching for Skywarp's right hand, he gently places the lifeless sparkchamber in it and closes the seeker's fingers around it.

"Does this mean the war is over? Have we won?" Skywarp asks with a trembling voice, looking up from the dead cold metal in his hand to meet his leader's optics.

Megatron shakes his helm.

"Not yet. It all depends on the Autobots. But it is the first step." With that, Megatron leaves Skywarp to ponder alone.