Nano-kilk - half of a Cybertron second

Klik - Cybertron second

Breem - Cybertron minute

Joor - Cybertron hour

Cycle/Lunar-cycle - Day or night

Meta-cycle - Cybertron week

Orn - Cybertron month

Vorn - Cybertron year

Deca-cycle - Cybertron decade

Mega-cycle - Cybertron century

Siren talking through datapad (And for another way of speaking) Hint hint

Beast speak

::Comm Link::

This chapter will focus a lot on First Aid. Also, I was iffy really to do this, but I liked how it came out, hope you readers did too.

Pray – Riell, Egzod

Beggin down on your knees
Don't know who's listening
Got your blinders on
Seeing pain, call for change
But you don't do a thing
Thoughts are all you've got

You're screaming out your lungs
You love the echo ringing in your ears
You do it for the afterglow
Cause curtains close
And then the reckoning's still here

Cause all you do is pray
Tell me how you pray

Five Orns later

First Aid was cleaning tools since the cycle seemed to have been slow. Lately, that was becoming few and far in between now. Every now and then he would be sent to an area of heavy battle to relieve one of the frontline medics of duty so bots could have fresh servos to help patch them up. It was also because of those trips he found himself too close to become injured himself. When Siren went, he felt like his spark would fritz until his optic laid themselves back on her frame when she returned before it would calm back down.

Only, this last time when she had been sent, Siren had come back in critical condition. His visor glanced to the prone form of the crimson turbofox that had been hooked up. When Siren had been brought in her plating had been melted on her left side from a blast that had hit the medic tent. Her tail had been ripped fully from her frame along with her left back pede up to the knee strut.

Ratchet worked tirelessly to remove every piece of shrapnel that had embedded into her frame and internals. One having been removed with utmost care from her sparkcase. Since then, much had been taken off and replaced thanks to a bot that had a turbofox pass on. That included a replacement optic, the only thing it would give her a different color than her amber color. Already much of the replaced frame parts were slowly gaining the crimson color, surprisingly. Yet, Siren still remained in recharge.

From the reports of those that had found her and sadly the many others that had been killed in the blast, she had been awake before collapsing from lose of energon. What didn't seem right was that she growled at any bot that came to close to her and the seekerling she stood over, guarding. The same seekerling that now wouldn't move from her in the medbay since they had brought her in.

It was a little femmling seeker still just about to hit her youngling stage of frame. She was mainly black with highlights of purple and a deep blue. She had a mouth guard that was always up as she clung to Siren's neck in a curled-up ball. They were able to get information on the seekerling finding that she was now orphaned as both parents had been fighting that day to protected everyone in the air with fellow Autobots that had flown alongside the two. The femmling name was Phaserift, her parents were Quickblast and Cinderboom. Both having led a squad of fliers since the outbreak of the war.

What hurt First Aid was the fact when they found Siren with the seekerling, they had also found the gray frames of two other seekerlings. It had been the femmling's trine mates. Not only was the little one without her parental bonds, she was without her trine bond. Putting down the tool he had finished cleaning he moved around to gather energon for the seekerling hoping to get her to get something in her tank. None knew when the femmling last had energon.

Gently he made his way to the femmling, making sure to make noise as he got closer. Her green optics, ones that were rare to be born with, quickly searched his approaching form. Her wingtips twitched taking in information that only seeker kind were sensitive to. He watched as her optics zoomed in on the cube of energon. That alone told him she was low.

Slowly he kneeled down, letting his face plate and visor slide back so the femmling could see a face that was underneath. With a soft smile he held up the cube towards her. "Can you take a little of this? It will help with that rumble in your tank."

The femmling turned from the mech to try and hide more into Siren's neck. "Come little femmling, just a little. That is all I ask, ok?"

She glanced at him while her little fingers tightened their grip on the neck plates. First Aid took this as a tiny bit of hope while getting an idea. Moving he took out a piece of energon goodie to show the femmling. Her wingtips perked up at that sight letting him know she at least knew what it was. "Take a little of this energon and ill let you have this."

She glanced from the goodie to the cube showing the thoughts going through her little helm. With a small shake of her helm she moved to take the cube and sipped a little of the liquid. It wasn't long before she began to drink more of the energon having felt her tank rumble for more. Once she finished First Aid gave her a smile switching the cube with the goodie he had promised her. "Thank you, little one."

He stood to put the cube up before coming back to sit next to the berth that held Siren. Monitors gave readings that showed normal levels but still she stayed in recharge. Leaning a little on the side of the berth First Aid ran a servo along the side of her jaw. The seekerling watched from her place having seen the mech having done so many times to the vixen. Curious had started to grow within the femmling to why the mech would look at her prone frame is such a loving way.

Slowly she moved forward gaining the mech's attention. "Why do you do that all the time?" Phaserift asked with a tilt to the helm.

First Aid could only smile at that question. "Well, one cycle, we will become bondmates." Phaserift gave an 'Ohh' to the answer. "But, why not now? If you love her that much, why wait?"

He gazed down at the vixen. "It isn't the right time to do so."

Phaserift gave the mech a look of confusion. "Then, when is the right time?" First Aid was about to reply but stopped. He really didn't know how to answer that. "I may be a youngling, but I know the war is bad. Carrier would tell me how war was tearing up our home. How it was sending many to the matrix before their time." Her little servo went up to rub her chassis. "Just like it made Carrier and Creator leave for the matrix too."

She looked up at the red and white mech showing wisdom that shouldn't be there at her young age before leaning into Siren again. "She nearly went with Carrier and Creator too. She stood over me trying to take the brunt of the blast."

"Is that why you have stayed near her? To protect her like she did you?" He asked gaining a shake of the helm. "Thank you for that." The femmling only snuggled more into Siren's frame.

First Aid went back to look at Siren thinking. For such a young seekerling, Phaserift was right. When was the right time? When would the right time show up? Being in the middle of the war only heighten the level of death. Already they could see the affect the war was having on those wanting to just stay out of it completely. Many that wanted to start a family unit didn't after the bombing that happened to a sparkling center just a deca-cycle ago. It had been a large lose to many when they heard of sparklings and younglings dying. It was now rare to find or see a sparkling alive than a youngling like Phaserift who could have survived for a time on her own. Even then, it would only be for a time before lack of energon took ahold.

A harsh vent alerted First Aid to the vixen coming out of recharge finally. With sudden movement the vixen was up growling. She turned this way and that in search of something. Once she found the seekerling she stood still, her optics roaming all over the frame of the femmling before collapsing back into the berth. First Aid quickly did a scan finding the vixen had gone back into recharge. He gave a vent as he went about redoing the lines to continue monitoring her.

"Will she be okay?" the femmling asked getting up from being shifted a little away from the crimson turbofox.

"Right now, yes, but until she fully awakens we are still left in the dark about what happened before the blast." He replied. "For now, we wait. Siren is still healing but it shouldn't be too long before she comes around again." Just as he finished his last word Siren vented again, this time slowly coming around with optics booting up slowly.

She looked around with a groan feeling the ache her whole frame was giving her. What gave her a surprise was that she could now see from both sides meaning she had a new optic on the right side. Seeing First Aid made her give out a slight purr to which was replied with a gentle petting along the side of her helm. He felt her lean into his touch making his spark flutter.

"Siren how are you feeling?" he asked even though he knew she couldn't reply. Her datapad had been fried when the blast happened. She gave a grumble in her answer before turning her helm to look at the femmling. She leaned forward to lick gently at the femmling making her giggle. Knowing what would be needed next Siren let First Aid run scans to make sure everything was going well.

Cycles later she was released along with being the caretaker of the femmling that she had taken under her watch since waking up. They had set the femmling to stay with them in the extra berthroom that had become vacant. Siren quietly moved out from being curled up with the femmling that had fell into recharge for the lunar-cycle. Once she made her way out of the room with the door closed she went to stretch out her pedes.

First Aid watched her from his sitting spot on the couch having made up his processor. She walked over to him getting up to lay across the rest of the couch to lay her helm on his lap. He moved a servo along the back of her frame lightly making the plating shift slightly. An orange optic opened with a question as he continued to lightly run his servo back up, then back down.

She found the feeling a delight just as her spark did as it fluttered each time she felt his servo move along her frame. Moving to sit up Siren gave a tilt to her helm at the mech with a curious look. With the servo that had been giving the ministrations he moved it to lay at the front of her chassis. Letting his visor and face plate slide open he watched Siren.

"May I?" His question came softly making Siren glance down at his servo that was laid right over her spark before looking back up at the mech. Her blue and amber optics went wide at figuring his meaning behind the question.

I am in love with you, First Aid, with all of my spark and I would gladly become your bondmate, but do you truly want to be my sparkmate? To be a bound to a beast like me. Siren asked knowing he would not know what she had asked him but knew he would have gotten the gist of it.

First Aid listened to every noise she made knowing she was speaking with him. Once he knew she was finished he leaned down to join his forehelm to hers. His optics drilling into hers letting his spark lead him before closing with hers following his lead. "I may not have understood every noise, but I know in my spark you are the one I want. I have no doubt about it. Do you know how many times I have thought this over? How many times I have just wanted to bond with you? I said it once before and so I'll say it again and every time after."

He shifted back a little. "I love the Siren that no one sees. The Siren gets shown to those that have known the femme. The spark that is caring of others in her care. Who's protective when she needs to be and fierce to those that cross her path. That is who I want to be bound with." He looked down at his servo kneading the plating there.

Siren opened her optics to the sound of shifting metal finding First Aid letting his spark chamber open. Her own spark fluttered in response to the sight of his spark. The flutter changed within to wanting to be free of its holdings. To be free to join with his that called to hers. And so, she let her spark chamber open feeling joy yet also nervousness.

Slowly she moved forward letting each pede slip on both sides of First Aid to give her better stability as she pushed closer to his chassis. The closer they moved the more heat was felt between the sparks that flickered to each other like they were reaching out. First Aid surrounded Siren in his arms pulling her closer till they both felt a surge go through them.

His grip tightened on her frame bring them even closer as surges were felt as the two sparks seemed to have dance around each other. Siren vented as heat spread throughout her frame and her claws raking in spot from the feeling. Memories filled her processor that weren't her own. Feelings of love and devotion pour through her to which she returned fully. With each feeling of a surge from the joined sparks Siren felt like she was at a limit that had yet to hit.

Thoughts jumble within her helm as she lost herself to the feeling of his spark joining hers. Not thinking with the feelings and thought flooding her, Siren felt herself bite down on something. That something jerked up, with a shout from sudden pain and pleasure, into her chassis pushing each spark closer to weave around the other. That seemed to have been the last bit needed for a last large surge before both sparks pulled back into their own chambers.

Siren vented hard, slowly coming out of what had gripped her tasting a little bit of energon. Once she figured out why she was Siren quickly let go to look at the damage she had done to First Aid's upper arm. It wasn't bad since the leaking had all but stopped in that time, but she had left several holes in his armor. Oops. I did not mean to do that.

That is when she felt the mech under her become ridged making siren glance to him to see his optic staring at her in wonder. I just heard you. Was all she heard within her helm before being flooded with the feeling of his love as First Aid pulled her back into his hold. Primus, I love you.

Eunice Pacheco - I know its been a while with this story, but slowly and surely i am getting it back up to speed when i can.

Purest of the Hearts - Do you mean Shockwave? I dont know if any remember in past chapters that cyberbeasts were being rounded up...now you see why.

Steelcode - YEAH IM BACK BUDDY! Also that wasnt Ravage. i dont think Soundwave would have been very happy if i offlined on of his cassettes.

wolf girl811 - To be honest...i kinda forgot about First Aid being a combiner...but so far its been...Prowl, Hound, Optimus, Ratchet, Remedy, would you count as Rung being Autobot? ummm i believe that is all in Autobots that Siren has had the pleasure of meeting. For Decepticons shes met Starscream, Thundercracker...pretty much it. As for Howler and seeing him out on the battlefield...we'll get to that soonish.

Shout out for annannsan for the follow! Read and Review!