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It's a surprise~

But the verse is TFP

Also unedited, please don't be afraid to point out any error in this chapter. Thank you! 

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"Stop..."

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"Please..."

He became desperate.

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"STOP IT!"

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"Get out of me,"
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"GET OUT!"

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"I have..."

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He whispered.

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"I have to get back to her."

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The mech's voice box jumped to life- mimicking a gasp that took in air to cool his over heated systems as they tried to take in his surroundings and the situation around him. His four red optics took in as many sights as it could as once through his red visor - trying to piece what little memory he had in that moment as the sound of a distant battle rang out in the near distance. He groaned in discomfort at his previously locked frame and went to sit up- only to have a warning appear on his visor to not move his abdomen with some other points on his physical condition. 

Ignoring his systems warning, he proceeded to sit up- once more overriding another one of his survival programs in favor of focusing on the nearing danger outside of the room he resided in. He glanced around and immediately took note of the various welding tools and buffers around the area- deeming this as Knockouts medbay. Although what immediately out him off was the specific tools located on the other side of him. Most belonging to Shockwave from his lab; as he should be fully familiar with them, seeing as he was his assistant drone for some time. 

A loud bang from down the corridor snapped the mech out of his observation of his surroundings and went to lift up his arms- only to feel them snap back down to his sides. He immediately looked over and saw the restraints that tied his servos down to the berth beneath him- causing a sense of dread and even the slightest bit of fear course through his frame at the sight of his servo mended into the cuffs that held him down.

There was no way he was ever going to escape from here. No, what was he thinking, having any sort if hope fill him only to be filled with despair at his inability to leave.

Not when Shockwave and Knockout saw him as a interesting specimen to open and study- as when was there ever a drone who was as self aware as he? This wasn't an opportunity the doctor and scientist were willing to pass up. Or let escape. 

An exasperated groan Sounded from right in front of him where his seniors picked it up near his peds. Startled, the mech looked up from his welded servo to see a very familiar human girl climb up over the edge of the berth and onto his level. Upon making eye contact, the human gasps and smiled.

"Steve! You're awake!" She had exclaimed in joy, rushing to her feet to climb up his leg and run to his torso. "Come on! The autoboots are here to rescue us! We'll be safe!"

"(Y/n)..." Steve breath out in disbelief. Stunned, yet relived to see his dear human once more when he had thought that she was discovered by one of the other drones, much less offlined. His deep chuckles vibrated through his frame as he closed his unseen optics, lowering his helm for the slightest bit to simply breath in her presence. "You're safe..."

(Y/n) paused in her approach, right by his knee, and smiled up at him as if war wasn't on the other side of the medbay doors. "Yep. I'm right here Stevee,"

"I thought the other drones had discovered you," Steve went on to say, wanting to know how she had survived the dark and gloomy ship. "I had, thought you were gone..."

Hearing his human companion chuckle at what she deemed was a silly thought, he dully noted his spark become light before the sounds of explosions interrupted them both. 

"You need to leave me and go, you're in danger if you stay around my any longer," Steve had immediatly commanded (Y/n)- wishing for her to run to safety and away from the dangers that lurk behind the doors. Although he should have known better then anyone on the ship how stubborn she is- especially when it came to her leaving his side and vice versa.

"What? No! I managed to call my friends and they're here and they'll save us both! I won't let Shockwave or Knockout hurt you!" Ah, he had remembered now, one of the reasons he became, infatuated, dare he say, with her was because of that fire in her own (e/c) eyes. The fire that raged on in defiance of any water or foam that dared to tamper with it or put it out. But only he was able to do that. Only he, could truly tame the fire inside of her and instead help guide it to be a warm somber or heat and light. He hasn't seen anyone else achieve such a accomplishment - even any of the autoboots on the battlefield, and he prided himself in that. But, even now...

"You don't understand, Shockwave and Knockout have already begun their tests on my frame to find that source of my self conscious. It's only a matter of time before they find it in my spark and even then they have already tampered with my wiring- both in..." He rolled his restraints over for her to see. "...and out."

(Y/n) couldn't contain the horror from painting across her face- for even she knew, from her small lessons from Steve, which wire was crossed with which, and which wire had been mended down to a threat. 

The very drone that protected her from his entire faction, an entire fleet, was going to be slain off, simply because he was more self aware then other drones. Because he had bypass and developed new coding in his processor that allowed him to process more then what his kind was supposed to- especially when it came to each other. She could never leave him behind, so much as abandon him, after everything he had done to make sure she was safe, secure, protected, and even made her feel lov-

"Steve, I'm getting you out of here one way or another." (Y/n) fiercely declared, interrupting her wandering thoughts. "I won't let them take you from me. Not again!" 

"Damn stupid human! Leav me be! Don't want your human self around me! Your kind isn't even worthy to be near me!" Steve suddenly yelled out at her, although, they both new they were empty words simply being tossed to the wind. 

"Nice try Steve, but you can't fool me like that," With a strained smile, (Y/n) walked on closer to his torso before sitting down and leaning her side against him, letting out a sigh as the continuous shouts and blasters going off rang in the background. "Can't fool me with that old attitude,"

Oh, how Steve had wished he had never met her, should she be back in the autobots base or living her own life, free from this dangerous war he was built in. How he had wished he had simply delivered her to Megatron instead of shoving her in his compartment space when a drone walked by, or maybe even off her himself-...

No, who was he kidding. How could he have not met her sooner if anything. It was because of her he has even more awareness then he had before since onlining, and because of her that he even got to feel alive. He was indebt to her, mind, body and soul. His entire being, was indebt to her. 

And he'll be damned should be not be able to protect her because of some damn restraints. 

Hearing a click and a small hiss of released pressure, (Y/n) looked up at her companion - only to see four, shining red optics stare right back at her, bathing her in its warm glow. Unlike any of the other red-eyed decepticons, Steve's was different: not by simply having four optics made him uniq, but the innerworkings, if looked at close enough, were white and connected at the center to form his equivalent of an iris, hidden in the red sea of his scarlet shine. Steves four gleaming optics narrowed in determination at (Y/n) with the slightest curl at the end of his derma, looking at her with pride and a hint of smugness. 

"Let's get out of here then." 

Determination immediately flooded the human girl, causing her to smirk back at him and nod her head at him. She quickly stood up and hoped down from his thigh and ran towards his peds, planning on getting a full view of the berth to see where she could find a way to release him, or even any tools that she may be able to carry towards him to use.

Only, she stopped short at the horrid sound of metal being torn apart. 

Whipping her entire body around, she stared in panic and dread at the sight of Steve ripping his wrist up from the berth - only to pull the cuffs up with him and dislodge the many wires that strapped him down. 

Many of his wires that had strapped him down. 

"No! Steve what are you doing! What have you done?!" (Y/n) couldn't help but yell in panic - knowing that the damage to his wiring would be too severe to the point where he wouldn't be able to throw a single punch. "You're just hurting yourself!"

"My wrist be damned," Steve had muttered out in exhaustion, ignoring the pain blazing up his arm and the warnings his processor sent him as he yanked his other wrist free. "I'm getting you out of here one way or another." He then preceded to bend at the waist and use whatever remaining strength he had to get his legs free. 

(Y/n) couldn't help but chuckle in what appeared to be a mix of fear, worry, and submission. "I swear, you pick up too much slang from me." And although she tried to hold it together, she couldn't hold back the tears that gathered in her eyes and the tremble in her voice. "You idiot..."

Steve, now freed, slowly went to grab (Y/N), carful with his exposed wiring on his wrist. Falling back on his hand as they kept eye contact with each other, Steve scooped her up until they were eye level before he brought her close to his face and closed his top two optics whist letting the bottom ones relax; feeling his charge fall forward and hug as much of his face as she could while silent tears slid down her face. 

"Damn you Steve," She had muttered against his face, trying to stop the unyielding stream of tears. "Damn you,"

Steve couldn't help but chuckle lightly as he gently embraced her with his servo as much as he could without dropping or hurting her- wanting to give her the same amount of affection in return. "I owe you my life, you know. Heh, imagine that. A simple drone made for war, owing everything, to the very human who they had planned to destroy and enslave." Hearing a giggle from (Y/n), he nuzzled his face on her and opened his frame to intake some air in the relaxation he felt with her- only to stop short at another sudden pain from his abdomen, causing him to grunt in pain and pull away from his human. 

"Steve?" (Y/n) worriedly called, quickly noticing the look of pain flashing across his face. "We'll get Ratchet to heal you up in no time ok? He's helped Magnus with his servo in the past so he'll have no problem helping you, ok? I just need you to endure it a little more," Whist pleading with Steve to endure what she assumed was the pain in his servos and wrist, Steve looked to the side in confusion, having an internal scan of his frame before a feeling of panic and disbelief began to settle in his nerves.

"They..." Optics widening in alarm, his helm snapped down to his abdomen- seeing recent welding scars right underneath his chassis. "They took my Transformation Cog. I-I can't transform,"

Steve looked back up at (Y/n) in worry and slight anger, mostly at himself for now for not realizing sooner that his system was trying to let him know what when he had first awaken. Now unable to drive down the stretched corridors and away from the fighting outside, Steve didn't know how to safely get (Y/n) out quickly. He honestly knew how cruel Decepticons could be, being one himself, but never would he have expected them to go to the point of removing ones t-cog, the very organ that defined most of the Cybertronian race.

Although, there was no more time to ponder an escape route, for the doors to the med bay were then blown off a second later. 

Almost instinctively, Steve hold (Y/n) close to his chassis and curls in on her while both hands cup her close- providing any sort of comfort and protection he can from any stray bullets or debris. 

Not a second later did the thin smoke be vented out by the ships ventilation sequence, did Steve and (Y/n) see bright red flash in front of them before Steve was forced to not move an inch by an electric buzz saw right by his face.

"Well, I guess that answers one of our questions on how you look like~" The smug remark of Knockout made Steve's protectiveness of the human in his weak servo's go into overdrive; shaking from the apparent rush his body received from the threat that loomed over both of them. He tightened his hold and covering on (Y/n), but it only seemed to draw his keep eye in interest. Using his other servo, Knockout, smacked off one of Steve's servos- having it collide with the berth limply and exposing the girl pressed against his chassis. Seeing thins, Knockout smiled deviously.

"And what's this? Don't tell me you had a human pet all along aboard the Nemesis?" Knockout reached out towards (Y/n) with the intention of pulling her away from the drone. Immediately noting this, Steve used what remaining energy his free servo had left and delivered a left hook- hitting Knockout square in the face. He then quickly got up from the berth at the opportunity of freedom- only to stop short from the strength in his legs as well. 

'Don't tell me,' Steve thought in a panic as he checked his levels - only to see his energon levels are near depleated. 'They drew out my energon?!' Steve ended up leaning back on the berth, hunched forward over (Y/n) in what remained on his protection, knowing his free servo can help him no longer and his legs about to buckle over in defeat. (Y/n) worriedly watched in fright as Knockout shook his head back and forth from his surprise, only to gasp in horror and shout at them about his 'beautiful finish'.

No, there must me more he could do, anything, anything at all! Anything to get (Y/n) to safety and away from Knockout- away from here! Steve, although seeming composed on the outside, had unconsciously squinted his optics down at his charge who seemed to have said something to him - although her words fell upon deaf ears as not enough energon was able to reach his audio receptors to capture her seemingly quiet words. But even without her voice, Steve was still able to piece together what she wanted to get across to him through her expression and the way she moved her lips. 

"Don't worry hun," Steve had muttered, gently smiling down at her. "Stevee's got you."

"Well, if the Autobots want you so bad," Knockout yelled as he then switched his saw blade on. "Then they can have your dead corpse!"

Steve snapped his head up, optics widening at the saw blade that had suddenly appeared only inches from his faceplate. The seemingly distant scream of (Y/n) rang off the walls as he could do nothing but watch with impeding doom as Knockouts smile seemed to grow wider the closer his blade got to the drones face. 

Ah, how Steve regretted to never admit to (Y/n) that he liked hearing that endearing nickname roll from her lips, only directed to him and no on else. 'Stevee'. 

For him, and him alone.

Surprise~ the one you were paired with was our beloved drone, 5t3v3 (aka Steve). Because he doesn't get enough love.

I could honestly picture Steve with his borderline baritone voice just call you 'hun' and I -~swoon~ 

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"Don't worry hun," Steve had muttered, gently smiling down at her. "Stevee's got you," -> Yea, especially at that part- I screamed. Come on, I can't be the only one who did (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

I'm contemplating on making a part 2...

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THIS WAS 3000+ WORDS AND I WROTE THIS FOR THREE HOURS STRAIGHT. IT'S 3AM AND I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT EARLY IN THE MORNING.

I REGRET NOTHING.