Megatron spent the next month trying to win his wife back. He lived with Optimus and his family while he worked on healing. He worked extra hard to get out of debt and even harder to try and get his wife to come back. He would try and call her almost every day to say he loved her, but he couldn't get past her parents. He sent her love letters and flowers, anything special when he could. Still nothing.

The day came to make the divorce official and he asked to have a word with her alone. They allowed it and everyone in the room could tell he didn't want to do this. He went to a private area and looked at her for a moment.

"Ashley... please... I don't want to do this. But you have begged me to and that's the only reason I'm putting myself through so much pain. I'm simply doing as you ask... but please... please tell me why. What did I do wrong?" He asked as he gently gripped her shoulders. She looked at him as tears filled her eyes and she struggled to say something.

"I... I... I don't... love... you..." she struggled as tears fell down her face. He could tell she did and it was extremely difficult for her to say that.

"Don't lie to me love." He whispered quietly and gripped her face carefully. "You're scared... what's happened? Did someone threaten you?" He growled lowly. She trembled in his arms and shook her head slowly.

"P... p-please... just... sign... and leave." She barely whispered as more tears fell down her face. Megatron narrowed his eyes and knew something was wrong. He looked around but didn't see anyone. He stared into her eyes again and kissed her passionately. He wasn't letting her go.

"I swear I'll make sure this person pays dearly for threatening you." He muttered so only she heard. Ashley whimpered fearfully and nodded then hugged him tightly. He kissed her again and decided the only way to protect her was to do as she asked. He put on a mask and went back inside with her.

Everyone was angry with him for making her cry. He didn't defend himself and signed the paperwork. Again, he gave her everything he had. He looked at her family and his family with an unreadable expression before he left. Someone wanted them apart and he was going to find out who.

Though a month went by and his case went cold. He never found out who threatened his wife or why. Another month went by and he was shocked to find out that his wife remarried. He fell into depression and bitterness towards her. He met a woman towards the end of that month and in his despair he dated her. Two months after he married her though Ratchet and Optimus advised against it. Neither of them liked this woman. Her name was Natasha and they believed she was taking advantage of their heart broken friend. Her and Elita were constantly in a disagreement.

Thankfully by the time Megatron married Natasha he had his own home. He was free of debt and felt as if he was starting a new. He had wanted to bring his family back together, but Ashley was gone. He sat in his new home and stared blankly at his hands. He felt more depressed than before.

"What's wrong my dear?" Natasha asked quietly as she sat by him.

"I... I miss my family..." he mumbled without looking at her. It had been a year since he saw them. He hadn't felt it was safe for them unless he had a home.

"Well you have joint custody of the boys don't you?" She asked and he nodded slowly. "And isn't it about time that they come over?" She said as she smiled slightly and gently kissed his cheek. He blinked a couple times then smiled brightly.

"You're right." He said and jumped up then went to call. She smiled as she watched him then got the boys room ready.

They got there and he grinned as he opened the door and hugged Steeljaw tightly. The boy laughed as he knocked him over. He didn't mind and hugged him tightly as he laughed with him. Ashley smiled sadly and glanced at Natasha. The two women stared at each other for a while before Megatron got up. He looked at his ex wife and felt pain in his heart. He still loved her to no end. Though they couldn't do anything about it now.

"Look at you." Megatron whispered as he held his now three year old son. "Look how big you are." He said and kissed his cheek. Steeljaw smiled and hugged him tightly around the neck.

"When you comin home daddy?" He asked as he fiddled with his shirt. Megatron didn't respond and rested his forehead against his son. He sighed forcefully and hugged him tighter.

"Are you being a good boy to mommy?" He asked and his son nodded quickly. "Good. Never be mean to mommy, alright?" He said seriously.

The boy nodded more than got down and went to his step father to get his backpack. Ashley stared at her ex husband and smiled sadly as she held out the one year old to him. Megatron carefully took him and held him close.

"You're so big Blitzwing." He said as he smiled slightly. The boy stared at him and whimpered fearfully then looked at his mom. "Shh shh shh... it's just daddy." He said trying to ignore the pain in his heart. "What's this?" He asked and poked the boys tummy. Blitzwing looked at his finger and pulled his little shirt up to look at what the man was poking.

Megatron chuckled softly and blew a raspberry in the boys stomach. Blitzwing squealed happily and laughed as he gripped his father's hair. Ashley watched and fought back tears then went to get the boys situated in the room. Natasha followed and pulled her aside to talk to her.

"What now?" Ashley asked as tears fell down her face. "You took my husband away from his family and it's killing us." She whispered. "Can't you see he'd be a lot happier with us?" She asked.

"Silence." Natasha hissed and glared darkly. "You know the deal and you won't tell anyone about this." She growled.

"Why are you doing this to us? What did we ever do to you?" She asked.

"If I told you I'd have to kill you. Though that isn't a bad idea." She sneered and walked off. Ashley watched her go then buried her face in her hands and sobbed silently. She was trapped and didn't know what to do, nor could she tell anyone.

A week later the boys had to leave and they were sad to leave their father. He was a little down when they left and Natasha knew what needed to happen. She asked Megatron if he wanted the boys and he seemed confused by her question.

"Of course I want them." He muttered and looked at his hands. "Why wouldn't I want my boys?" He whispered. She nodded slowly and hugged him tightly.

"You deserve everything you want." She whispered and gently kissed his cheek. He smiled sadly but didn't really understand what she meant.

Later she went to Ashley and met her in secret. She threatened her again and told her she had to give up her children. The woman sobbed uncontrollably and begged her not to take them from her. Natasha told her what would happen if she didn't and the mother sobbed as she agreed.

A few days later Megatron was getting ready for work when there was a knock on the door. He went to it and opened the door to see Ashley and the two boys. She looked furious and shoved their backpacks into his hand.

"I don't want... them... anymore." She struggled to say. He again could tell she hated herself for doing this. He shook his head and handed the bags back.

"Ashley... Someone is trying to hurt you... what's going on?" He asked as he gripped her shoulders. She looked at him and whimpered fearfully then narrowed her eyes as tears fell.

"They remind me of you and I can't stand that anymore." She choked.

"Ashley please... stop this... I know you love them and I know you love me I-" She slapped him hard and almost burst into tears. She handed him the boys then turned and quickly walked off.

"Ashley!" Megatron cried and they drove away quickly. He frowned deeply and knew something was definitely wrong. This wasn't like her. The boys didn't understand what was happening and figured they were just hanging out with dad again. He didn't have the heart to tell them.

A few years went by and he stopped looking for her. She had disappeared shortly after she abandoned the children. Optimus helped him look but they never found her or her husband.

Megatron assumed the worst after the first year and didn't know why she left. It haunted him to think she was in trouble but he couldn't get a hold of her. The boys didn't understand why she never came back and their father loved them to try and make up for it. He told them their mother loved them no matter what. Thankfully they believed him.

In the second year Natasha became pregnant but didn't seem happy about it. Megatron and the boys were thrilled and got a room ready for the baby. The man would scold her if she seemed to be careless with taking care of herself and the baby. She was slowly becoming irritated with him and they would have small arguments. He figured it was just because of the pregnancy and tried to be more patient with her.

The baby was soon born but she had complications. He refused to let her die like his sister had. He named her Baylee and was able to take the baby home. That was the first step in his mind. Get her home and she would live.

He would hold her and love her if she wasn't busy eating or sleeping. Blitzwing and Steeljaw loved their sister and wanted to play with her all the time. Megatron would watch and make sure they didn't harm her. He smiled slightly as he watched his three little angels.

Baylee was a beautiful baby and was about Smokescreen's age. Megatron took his children to play with Optimus' children every weekend. Natasha still didn't get along with Elita even though the latter tried her hardest. Megatron was happy and felt the complications were over for his daughter.

When she was almost three years old, and her brothers were five and seven, Megatron noticed she was more tired. He became concerned and one morning she didn't get out of bed. He looked at the two boys at the table then around the room. He quickly went to her bedroom and found her still in bed.

"Hello my dear..." he whispered quietly and knelt by her side. "What's wrong?" He asked as he set a hand on her head. She looked at him and smiled sadly.

"Tired... yucky..." she rasped weakly and coughed. He frowned deeply and gently picked her up. He realized she was smaller than normal as well. He carried her to the other room and looked at Natasha.

"I... I fear she's... ill..." he whispered quietly as tears filled his eyes. The small child clung to him and whimpered.

"The Princess is sick?" Blitzwing asked as he looked at him. He called his sister that because of their many games. Megatron hesitated then looked at his wife.

"Watch the boys." He said seriously and went to the door. She frowned deeply and followed him.

"What about your work?" She asked and folded her arms. He turned around and glared at her.

"Natasha I am not going to argue about this." He hissed angrily through gritted teeth. "I will not lose our daughter like I lost my sister." He growled and left.

Once at the hospital, Ratchet did multiple tests and Baylee cried as she begged her father to take her home. She just wanted to go to sleep in her bed. He wouldn't let her sleep and just hugged her close. He was scared but couldn't let her see that. Ratchet came back and looked at him sadly. Baylee had stage three leukemia cancer.

Megatron wasn't sure if he wanted to cry or hurt someone. He looked at his baby then buried his face in her and sobbed uncontrollably. The treatment would be expensive and didn't determine if she would survive. He thanked Ratchet for helping and took her home. He held her and rocked slowly as he thought about what to do. He let the boys play with her gently as he spoke to Natasha in private.

"She has cancer?" She asked as her eyes widened in surprise. He nodded slowly and shoved his hands in his pockets. "We can't afford the treatment." She said seriously.

"I'm well aware of that." He said and looked at her. "But we have to do something... I can't... I can't lose someone else..." he whispered.

"Listen to me." She said seriously and gripped his face roughly. "You figure out what to do. Get another job or steal if you have to. But if she dies because we can't give her treatment, it's all your fault." She seethed angrily and walked off. 

He stared blankly at the space she once stood. He couldn't steal. He shook his head and narrowed his eyes. He would get another job if he had to.

Over the next few weeks he managed to find another job and worked long hours. A few months went by but she wasn't getting better. He sent the boys to hang out with Optimus' children while his daughter did another treatment. Natasha pulled him aside and glared at him.

"Our daughter is dying because of you." She seethed as tears filled her eyes. "She isn't getting what she needs." She muttered bitterly as he looked at her tiredly.

"Natasha... I'm doing everything I can... I work sixty to eighty hours a week... sometimes more..." he rasped quietly and blinked slowly as he tried to stay awake. She glared and slapped his face a little to wake him. Though it was a little hard. He jumped and blinked in surprise as he looked at her.

"Don't give me excuses and try harder." She said seriously. "Her death will be on your hands." She spat then walked off. He furrowed his brow as he stared at the floor. He clenched his fists tightly and quickly walked off.

After a while he found himself at the police station for his next shift. He went to the evidence room to look something up. He stopped suddenly as he saw a bag of money that they had taken for evidence. They had found it in a car after stopping the gang that had called themselves Predacons.

He stared at the money and his hands shook as he picked it up with his gloved hand. He shook more and felt a knot in his stomach form. He thought of little Baylee and tears filled his eyes. It wasn't actually stealing if someone else took it first. Was it?