Arcee's spark sank more and more as Predaking described the Autobots he was fighting against. She was right that one of them was Wheeljack but she didn't expect the other one to be Ultra Magnus. It's weird to think of Wheeljack and Magnus actually working together to take down their opponent but she's also happy to hear that they're getting along. With everything that's going on there doesn't need to be any unbalance in the team.

"Optimus Prime..." Megatron spoke interrupting Arcee from her thoughts, "The Autobot that attacked you and stopped you from killing the other two is Optimus Prime, he's their leader."

Predaking snarls, "Then I shall take his spark as well as the others. There will be no more Autobots left on that planet."

Those words terrified Arcee, she didn't want her teammates to be killed. She would rather sacrifice herself than let anything happen to them. But does his threat include her as well? Is he forgetting that she's an Autobot? Is she gonna be killed by the claws of her new sparkmate?

Predaking's optics widen as he looks over at her, now that he's calming down he can feel the fear emanating from her. She's afraid of him. She's afraid of the threat that he just made. He had been so furious with what the Autobots had done that he didn't even realize that his mate was in the room and hearing everything he was saying.

Megatron was having his own turmoil, as much as he would love to see Optimus torn to scrap by the Predacon, he doesn't believe he would be able to live with the thought of Optimus' spark being extinguished by another. Optimus' spark belongs to him, it's his to extinguish not Predaking's. Predaking is trying to show his superiority over him by any means. He needs to put an end to it.

After a long moment of silence, Megatron finally speaks up, "You can see to that at a later time, right now I want you to get checked and rest. If you will follow Knock Out to Med Bay he will check you over and give you some Energon."

"With all due respect, my lord. I would rather have my mate check me over," Predaking immediately speaks up, he feels more comfortable and at ease with Arcee checking him over and tending to any wounds he might have. If that Decepticon medic so much as makes a wrong move or touches him the wrong way the Decepticons will no longer have a medic.

"Very well, Arcee will tend to you and give you Energon."

Arcee expected Knock Out to put up some sort of protest but when she looked over at him she saw relief set in his face as though he was dreading having to look over Predaking then filled with great relief that he didn't have to. "Thank you, my lord." Predaking's voice brought her attention back to him. He walks over to her and she walks with him out of the room.

Arcee glances back to the others as they walk out, she still can't shake the feeling that they're up to something, especially given the sly smirks and smugness Starscream and Knock Out gave off while Predaking was talking about what happened. Did they set that up?

When they make it to Med Bay, Arcee tells Predaking to sit on the berth and he willingly does so, she takes the scanner and scans him to see if there are any unseen injuries even though she knows there aren't. "No internal damage or anything serious. Just a few scrapes and dents," she says as she puts away the scanner. She refuses to look him in the optics and he notices. She walks back over to him and looks over his armor but her optics don't get very far as Predaking gently places a claw under her chin to lift her helm and look him in the optics. When he looks into her optics he sees fear and sadness.

"Arcee, you must understand that I will never hurt you..."

Arcee gives him the meanest glare he ever saw from her as she pushes his claw away from her chin, "You will never hurt me!? You're already hurting me! You're hurting me by wanting to kill my teammates!"

Predaking snarls at her, "They killed my Predacon brethren and deserve to be punished for it!"

"They're just protecting the Earth and its inhabitants! I'm sorry for your loss but if you kill my teammates, my friends, you will be hurting me far worse than you think! You may as well kill me too!"

"That does not excuse their actions! You would know nothing about loss or how I'm feeling --"

"ARE YOU SERIOUS!? YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT LOSS!? YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME!" Arcee pauses as she tries to calm herself down, "Why don't you actually try connecting with me through our bond and see what my past was like before you go assuming things about me!"

Predaking looks at her in surprise and amazement at her little outburst, the mean glare she's giving him right now should be upsetting him but it's intriguing him instead. He finds her more attractive and it's kind of turning him on. But before he could dwell on it his processor was suddenly filled with a wave of flashbacks to a past that wasn't his, it was hers. In one vision he saw a mech being slaughtered right in front of her as she pleaded for his life. Tailgate, her first partner. Then he saw a vision of another mech cut in half with purple stuff oozing out of him. She was trying to save him but to no prevail, he was gone. Cliffjumper, her second partner.

Next, he sees the whole ordeal with Starscream, how he pretty much confessed to killing Cliffjumper before doing a sneak attack which resulted in wounding Arcee. That angered him. That glitch better not try to do anything to Arcee while he's around.

He calms himself as he looks at Arcee who is still standing there quietly, "I saw it all. You do know what it feels like, I should not have assumed you didn't."

"We all suffered losses during our war."

Predaking reaches out and carefully grabs her arm to pull her closer to him, she doesn't put up a fight and lets him. He won't say he's sorry out loud but she can feel it in their bond that he's sorry and that's enough. When she looks into his optics he can see the fear is gone, the sadness is still lingering but there is no more fear.

"Let's finish the check-up so we can get out of this room," she says as she looks down at his arm. She reaches for his arm and he lifts it willingly to let her take a look at it. She can see the small markings from the katanas that Wheeljack uses but it's barely anything. She can tell the swords were hardly able to break through his armor, a Predacon's armor is a lot tougher than a regular bot's armor.

Her optics move over the rest of his body to see if she can find anything else but like she said before just scrapes and bruises. She does have to admit, he has a really nice body for a Predacon. She would even say he's sexy... Scrap the bond, he's probably hearing her thoughts right now.

Predaking leans in to get close to her audio receptor as he whispers to her, "I'm glad you like what you see." He starts kissing her down her neck as he puts his arms around her to pull her up against him. He caresses her lower back with one servo while he holds her helm with his other as he kisses and licks the bite mark he gave her.

Arcee rested her servos on his thighs as she closed her optics, she knows they shouldn't be doing this in Med Bay but she can't bring herself to stop him. She gasps when he starts nibbling at her neck and his servo slides down from her back to her aft. She really shouldn't be enjoying this, this mech not too long ago threatened to extinguish the sparks of all those she cares about. She's supposed to be hating him and moving away from his touch, but it feels so good. Primus, why does it feel so good?

"Ahem..."

Arcee pushes herself away from Predaking as she looks over at the 'Con that had just walked in on them. Knock Out was standing there with a disgusted and irritated look on his face. Predaking snarled at him, this was the second time he was interrupted.

"Med Bay is not the place for that, go to your private area and do that."

Arcee rolled her optics, "I'm done with the check-up, we're leaving."

"Good, I have work to do," he says as he walks past them, "You better not have messed with anything or damaged anything."

"Don't worry, everything's still intact."

"Don't you get an attitude with me, Autobot!" Knock Out says as he turns around and sneers at her.

"What if I do?" She bites back with a glare, "Why should I show respect to those who are holding me prisoner?"

Knock Out returns her glare as he growls, he transforms his servo into his saw blade and starts it up as he points it at her threateningly, "If you don't start showing respect I'll --" Before he could finish his sentence he was punched in the chest and thrown back into the computers behind him. He looks down at his chest as he gets back up and sees scratches, "My paint job!"

He looks up angrily but the anger soon turns into fear when he sees an enraged Predaking standing between him and Arcee, growling ferociously at him. "Make a threatening move towards my mate again and I'll do far worse than that!"

Knock Out remains silent as he scoots back trying to get as far away from the growling Predacon as he can. He watched as Predaking turned to Arcee and grabbed her servo before heading out of Med Bay. Knock Out shivered, that was close. He was very dumb to make such a move in front of him, he should have known he would protect her.