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You were tired, you can't remember how long you have been walking up this trail. The snow crunched beneath your feet, each step sluggish as your strength slowly seeped away. The adrenaline was starting to wear off and the pain of the bullet in your right shoulder started to slowly get worse. It felt like your arm was being pulled out of its socket. The warm blood slipped between your fingers, the pressure you were applying to the wound was slowly lessening as more of your blood left your body. You stumble but quickly catch yourself from falling. A sharp jolt of pain jolts through your arm. You gasp in pain as hot tears start to fall down your cheeks as the pain increases tenfold. You press your back against a nearby tree and slowly slide down onto the ground. You raised your non-bloodied hand to your face to wipe away your tears but you stopped. Your skin was pale, paler than usual. Your heart stops for a second. Oh God, your gonna die, your fingers were turning numb and you could no longer feel your toes. You were gonna die in the middle of nowhere. You never got to say goodbye to your family, you just hope that they know that you love them.

The distant sounds of metallic thuds grow closer but you don't acknowledge it. You fall forward into the snow and curl up into a ball. Your body shaking uncontrollably as the cold finally takes away what little heat you have left inside your coat. You close your eyes and as your sight becomes blurry as more tears fall.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't be stronger. I tried." You whispered as you faded into unconsciousness. Before you fell into darkness you see a large black hand reaching for your body.... I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough....

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"Why doesn't mother love me?" Your father paused in the middle of stirring the pasta. He turned to look at you. You sat at the dining room table, your homework in front of you. Tears dripping down onto the paper below.

"What makes you think that she doesn't love you?" He asked. He turned the heat down on the stove and walked over to crouch down next to you. You looked at him with watery eyes.

"I heard her tell you that," his eyebrows creased in worry, his expression growing sad. "When you and mom were fighting I heard her say that she could never love a brat like me." You sobbed. Your father wrapped his arms around you, pressing your face into his chest. He shushed you while carding his fingers through your hair. You felt him press a kiss to the top of your head.

"She's just mad. She will never stop loving you." He said reassuringly. You look up from his shirt, sniffling before wiping the tears out of your eyes.

"Promise?" You asked. You see your father hesitate before he smiles down at you.

"I promise."

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You wake up to a beeping noise from beside you. You look to the right of you to see a cardiac event recorder set up beside you. You see many tubes hooked up to you and you sit up immediately. A hand on your shoulder stops you from moving any further. A tall man is standing beside you. He smiles at you and gently pushes you back onto the bed.

"Calm down, you're safe. You are in my home. You're lucky that I had found, you were in some pretty bad shape. Luckily my doctor had the proper equipment to help you." You ignore the rest of his words as you examine him. He was handsome. He was over six foot tall, gray hair, formal clothing, large arms that were twice as big as your own. And his eyes were the most unique about him. His eyes were a bright blue, they looked as if they were glowing."Miss, are you okay?" You shoved away your thoughts and focused your attention back on him.

"Sorry I didn't catch that." He chuckles.

"It's alright miss, you did go through quite a traumatic experience. I asked if you could tell me your name?" He asked with a smile.

"My name is (Y/N)." You reply. He hums and his smile grows.

"(Y/N)," your name rolled off his tongue pleasantly, sending a shiver up your spine. "A perfect name for a beautiful woman." Your cheeks grow warm at his comment. Before you could say anything. Two new people enter the room. A man wearing a lab coat and white hair walked in with a large muscular, scarred man with green hair followed in after him. The labcoat man sees the man beside you and lets out an annoyed sigh.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Megatron? Leave the patient alone-." He paused when he saw you were awake. "Oh! You're awake." He pushed past the gray-haired man he called Megatron and smiled at you. "I apologize if he bothered you. He knows better than to bother you." He says with a glare towards Megatron. Who shrugs with a smirk. "Anyways, how are you feeling? You look a lot better than when you first arrived here."

You felt pretty good, a little sore, but other than that you were fine. "I am a little sore but I feel pretty good." You answered the doctor. He smiled at you and nodded his head.

"Good to hear. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten since you got here." Upon hearing the mention of eating your stomach gave the loudest growl it could muster. Megatron chuckled and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Well there's your answer doc. Hey Breakdown, can you go and grab some grub for the little lady before she withers away?" The green haired giant nodded and left the room promptly.

"Not to be rude but why did you save me?" Megatron's smile faltered at your question. The doctor looked at you concerned. "I'm not saying that I'm not grateful, but you barely know me and what I've been through. How do you know that I'm not some lunatic that could turn on and harm you?" Megatron's hand moved from your shoulder up to your head and ruffled your hair. The gesture surprised you. His hand was warm and gentle.

"We saved you because it's the right thing to do. No matter the cost." He said with a soft smile. His blue eyes were kind and had softened as he looked down at you. You felt tears welling up in your eyes. No one had ever looked at you with such kindness, his hand left your head and gently lifted your head up to look at him. His free hand came up and brushed your tears away gently. "Hey, it's ok. Please don't cry. I hate seeing a pretty lady get sad. Come here."

You flinched as his arms wrapped around you and pulled you close to his chest. Your nose dug into his chest as he held you close. His hold was strong but not strong enough to harm you. One of his hands rubbed your back, comforting you. You heard footsteps head for the door, the door closing made you jump from the loudness of it.

"Calm down, it was just the doctor leaving. Now, why don't you tell me why you were so upset. If you're uncomfortable telling me that's fine." Megatron released his hold on you and took a seat beside you on the bed. You looked up at him to see him waiting patiently. His eyes were still kind as ever. You looked down at your hands and explained to him your situation.

You were visiting your parents, your father had texted you asking for you to come and visit them. You agreed and had just arrived at their house when you noticed how dark and quiet the house was. You approached the house and went to knock on the door. When your knuckles hit the door, it inched open. Your heart rate spiked, your parents never left the door open. You quietly opened the door the rest of the way and stepped inside. An awful smell invaded your nose and made you gag. You almost threw up but the concern for your parents overwhelmed it. You covered your nose with the collar of your shirt and continued into the house. You headed for the kitchen, where the smell started to worsen. You peaked in and felt your heart stop.

Laying on the ground was your father. Dead. He was covered in his own blood and several stabwounds covered his body. You started to back up but a cackle stopped you. Your mother stood in the doorway. Her hair was disheveled and blood covered her clothes and arms. And in her right hand was a large kitchen knife covered in blood. Your father's blood.

"Welcome home sweetie." She giggled as she removed a gun from her behind her back and aimed for you. You jumped out of the way as the gun went off. The bullet lodged into your shoulder but you ignored it and ran outside. The cold air od winter nipped at you as you ran out of the house and towards the woods. Your mother following not to far behind yelling for you to come back.

Megatron placed his hand on your shoulder. "I'm so sorry that happened to you." He said, you looked at him and felt your tears return full force as you lunge for him and hug him as you sob. He didn't protest and pulled you closer to him. You both sat there for what felt like hours, the comfort he provided was nothing you have ever experienced before and you finally felt wanted and safe.

Time Skip- Two weeks later.......

You were finally released from Knockout's care, the doctor was such a joy and was very kind to you, he said that you can go back to doing your daily routine but you can't over do it. If you start feeling tired, you should sit down and rest and not move until you felt better. Megatron was great company. He was very kind, a good distraction whenever you felt yourself getting lost in your thoughts, and loved cuddling when you couldn't sleep. At first you thought it was weird but after the third time you felt more comfortable. He would leave halfway through the night but would return in the morning to see if you slept okay. You started feeling a little weird whenever Mgatron would visit. Your stomach felt like it was in knots, your heart would race, and your face would turn hot whenever Megatron decided to tease you or sit a little too close to you. You don't know what it is but hopefully you're not dying. You would ask Knockout the next time he decides to visit.

(A/N: I'm so sorry for being so inactive. I feel so bad for not posting like I promised. But here it is! The one-shot you have all been waiting for! Again I apologize for my inactivity. But I will definitely be updating this summer when I'm not busy with work. Have a great day/night y'all! Also I haven't written in a while so I apologize if my writing kind of sucks. I do plan on making a sequel of this sometime in the future after I write more One-shots.)