Noooo!!!!

Strongarm looked at him as lubricant started to roll down her faceplate.

"What are you doing?!" Naja asked feeling outraged that he wasn't doing as she told him to.

Steeljaw dug his claws into the arm that was about to strike his mate as he held it to stop himself from killing her. "I...told...you...NO ONE CONTROLS ME!!!! AND I WOULD NEVER ATTACK MY MATE!!!!"

"Steeljaw... I love... you."

"Strongarm," Steeljaw looked at her in sadness. He groaned in pain as he sunk his claws deeper into his arm, "I would never hurt you. I would rather cause pain to myself than hurt you in any way."

Naja growled as she lunged at the two, Steeljaw slapped the snake-like femme away knocking her out as her helm hit the ground.

Soundwave quickly sent the others through the Ground Bridge once they were knocked out, while Magnus ran over to his daughter and pulled the sword out of her, he then helped her up. Steeljaw gently grabbed her other arm and they both helped her through the Ground Bridge and over to Fixit. "She's severely wounded, Fixit," Magnus tells him with panic evident in his voice.

Strongarm was coughing up Energon as she started falling over but Steeljaw caught her before she could hit the ground. She slipped into stasis lock as Steeljaw laid her down on a berth in Med Bay, "She's slipping!" Fixit yells as he rushes to fix her up.

Wheeljack worked as fast as he could to make the antidote for Metalsound while the two femmes lay on medical berths fighting to stay alive. The other mechs came through and saw the two femmes almost dead, Bumblebee and Drift recognized the wounds on Strongarm. "Did I do that?" They both asked at once. Magnus didn't even look at them, he just nodded.

Thunderhoof walks over to Metalsound, "Metalsound, hang in there. Don't leave me.

Her tail slowly wrapped around his arm.

Steeljaw sat next to Strongarm with lubricant filling his optics, he watched numbly while Fixit worked, "Please stay, Strongarm," he begged quietly. He could feel the Energon leaking from his self-inflicted wound but he didn't care, all that matters right now is Strongarm. He just wants her to live.

"What happened, Steeljaw? What went on between you and that femme?" Magnus asked looking a bit disappointed at the young mech.

"That wretched femme kissed me," he hissed, his body shaking, "They put us under some sort of spell, she kissed me and I allowed it!" He growled through clenched dentures. Just the thought of that femme touching him and kissing him made him want to purge out his tanks.

"Steeljaw, you were under her spell, you had no control over yourself, same as the rest of us. Drift and I severely wounded her and we didn't even know," Bumblebee says trying to comfort him.

"Steeljaw. Did you mate with her?" Magnus came out and asked.

"No, she tried to get myself and Thunderhoof to but neither of us did."

"We would never do something like that, even if we were under their spell," Thunderhoof added as Wheeljack injected the antidote into Metalsound.

"I'm not too sure, but I believe Strongarm might think that you did with the way that femme was on you. Her arms wrapped around you and you allowed it like you two were a couple," Magnus said with a heavy spark.

"What? I didn't -- when did she do that?!"

"When Strongarm was looking at you for help because she was being beaten down, she called your name and you just stared at her like she was of no concern to you, and then the femme wrapped her arms around you like you were her lover. She was so distracted by that and that's when she got wounded," Magnus replied as calmly as he could.

"I remember hearing her calling for me but her voice was so faint, I thought it was in my head. When I saw her crying that's when I snapped out of it. I couldn't take it when she was looking at me like that."

Magnus vents out a big sigh, "Steeljaw, I know you love her very much and wouldn't purposely hurt her, but I do believe she was hurt by what she saw, I could tell she was sparkbroken. You're gonna have to convince her that you didn't mate with that femme and your spark still belongs to her and her alone."

"I know."

Magnus walks over to Steeljaw who is still sitting next to Strongarm and pats him on the shoulder. "Now you should pull yourself together so you can show her she's still your only true love," he says to him in a firm tone.

Steeljaw shook his helm, shaking the lubricant from his optics, Ultra Magnus was right. It was going to be hard and there was no doubt that she wasn't going to believe him. He was just going to have to prove that he was loyal to her and to her alone. "May I stay with her, just for tonight?"

"Of course."

"Thank you, sir."

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Steeljaw took Strongarm back to her quarters and laid her down on the berth, Fixit and the others will be around for him to call upon them if anything goes wrong. He's lying next to Strongarm, holding her and wishing she would wake up when he suddenly hears a noise at the door. Naturally, the first thing he does is growl and get into an attack position to protect Strongarm, "Whoa, Steeljaw, it's just me," Magnus says as he walks in.

Realizing who it was he relaxed, "Sorry, I'm just on edge. I thought she would have woken up by now."

"She was hurt pretty badly, it's gonna take time. Just be patient."

"I'm trying, but I'm just so worried about her. I want her to wake up to show that she's fine and let me explain myself to her," he looked at his mate in sadness. He was trying to stay positive, but how could he when she was so close to leaving him?

"I know you are, I am too. Hopefully, she'll wake up real soon."

"Hopefully... Have you ever been under some sort of control where you weren't in control of your own body?"

"No."

"Oh," Steeljaw looked to the ground.

"Why?"

"I was just wondering. When I was under that femme's control and she wanted me to..." He growled softly at the memory of it, "All I could think of was Strongarm, I had to get back to her somehow. I wasn't about to let some slut tell me what to do. But when all three of them put me under, it was like I was trapped within my own body. Powerless to stop them. I tried so hard to regain control of my body, to get away from her."

"How were you able to break their control?"

"I just kept thinking about Strongarm."

"And that got you out of your trance?"

"Yes, and the thought of Strongarm seeing what could have happened... It just tore my spark apart. I wasn't going to hurt her like that, and when that femme told me to finish her off I kept fighting for control of my body. Seeing how she was looking at me was what made me break free." His arm still hurt, he wouldn't let Fixit or anyone else tend to his wounds.

"Why won't you let Fixit fix up your arm?"

"When Strongarm wakes up I will, until then I'll just have to endure the pain."

"Why are you waiting until then?"

"I've been too worried about Strongarm to think about it," Steeljaw replied, keeping his optics on his mate.

"I have to ask. What will you do if she offlines? Primus forbid."

"I don't know, I pray that it won't come down to that."

"As do I. You may want to sparkbond with her, it will save her as well as help her see the truth."

"Can I even bond with her in her current condition?"

"Yes, just remove her plating, reveal her spark, and merge your spark with hers, since she loves you it will accept your spark even though she's in stasis lock."

"Is our deal still in play, or did you find the answer you were looking for?"

"I found what I was looking for, the deal is off. I see you love my daughter and will do anything to keep her safe."

"Thank you, I just hope she will be able to see that."

"She will. I'll leave you now," he replies as he walks out of the room. He closed the door to give them some privacy.

Steeljaw started removing her breastplates and uncovered her spark, he then uncovered his own and laid on top of her putting his spark right on hers to let them merge together. Please let this work. Venting out a sigh, he thought about his encounter with the snake femme, hoping Strongarm would see his side of the battle within his mind.

Just as he had told Ultra Magnus, he had been fighting the whole time trying to regain control of his body. It made him feel sick when the femme kissed him, he wanted to push her off of him when he found out that she had her arms around him. He roared in anger when his body was listening to that she-devil's command to attack his mate. He would never end his mate's life, he would sooner end his own life than stain his claws with the blood of his love.