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The moment Starscream woke up, he was hit by the cold and the unkind feeling of the small space of the cell, he blinked his blurry vision, narrowing his gaze around the room. He remembered that he had the cuff wrapped around his claws, it was painfully tight.
Great, he was caught, once again. His wings twitched, his back ached a bit from the filthy floor he was on. He hissed in pain, remembering that he had fought with Wheeljack and yet, he was defeated by a scientist who was mad enough to blow up his invention and purposely creating the dinobot from the CNA of an ancient fossil.
He stood up from the floor, he stepped closer to the cell bar.
Nobody is here, but soon they will and Starscream won't yield to any of them nor their Prime.
The hours passed, here they stepped in the room. Ratchet came inside of the room, Starscream snarled before he could get closer.
But, it didn’t phase the medic, not one bit. Starscream panic inside, if he finds out that he was with a spark..Ratchet would tell Optimus and then Optimus would blurted it out to Megatron..
Ratchet rolled his optics, huffing. “Starscream, nobody is gonna jump on you..”He assured him.
Starscream bared his fangs, not happy to see the medic checking him over. “Of course..” He snarked. “Keep your filthy servos off of me, I don’t need medical attention..” He retorted.
Ratchet glared at him, as if he grew a two helm instead of one. “You look like you need one..” He retorted back.
Starscream’s wings twitched, he was nervous and he didn’t want them to find that he was sparked.
The medic quickly caught on his anxiety and glanced at his team. “You might have to go, this is a private matter between my patient and I..” he said.
Before Prowl could open his mouth, Optimus pressed a servo on his shoulder, guiding his friends out of the room.
Starscream gritted his teeth, trying to control his tense emotion.
Now, they are alone and Ratchet has to check him out, making sure that there’s no track or any virus on him.
The seeker bit back his tongue, not wanting to say anything to provoke the medic as he examined him.
“Alright– I might need to check over your spark just in case.” Ratchet said.
Starscream glared at him. “And if I don’t check over your spark, you’ll perhaps get an infection or some diseases whatever you carry out..” He grumbled.
“Who knows what you’ll have there..” He said.
“I don’t have a virus! I often polish myself to look nice and avoid any risk of infection.” He bristled.
“We’ll see.” Ratchet said.
Starscream had no choice, he let open his spark chamber and reveal it to him, it was personal and yet embarrassing.
Ratchet checks over it, the moment he sees it, his optics widen. “Primus..” he gasped, in disbelief of what he saw.
Starscream turned his helm, not wanting to look at him. “They’re both healthy…” he softly said.
“Since when?– Starscream.. Did you have a medic to help you?..” He asked firmly.
“Hook is helping me..” He answered.
Ratchet frowned. “But he was not a legal professional doctor, he didn’t know how to help labor sparkling!..” He scolded him.
“What am I supposed to do? Not get any medical assistance?..” he retorted, his wings flared up.
Ratchet sighed, pinching between his nose with his servos, looking like an old tried mech himself. “This is new, there aren’t any sparkling anymore since this war happened..”
Starscream scowled, this autobot medic was right, there hasn't been any newspark since the war started. Nobody was dumb enough to interface and risk the chance of being sparked or being a sire.
Or you’ll find yourself in a sticky situation with no help.
“I'll informed Optimus of this..” he said.
Starscream’s optics widen, he reaches his claws on Ratchet’s servos. “You can’t!..” he stuttered.
“If you tell him.. He’ll tell Megatron about this! He won’t know that I am sparked..” He begged.
“Relax.. I won’t let Optimus tell him.. Primus..” he sighed. “I'm assuming that nobody in the nemesis knows this and only hook knows?..” He asked.
The tricolor seeker nodded.
“Fine! Fine..” he grumbled.“From now on, you’ll not stay in that cell forever. This could stress you and the newspark out..” he explained.
“I’ll have Optimus switch this into a quarter. In the meantime, I’ll sometimes check on you to make sure your health and the sparkling are stable, “ he said.
Starscream sneered. “You think I’ll stay in this base?.. I belong to the nemesis as a decepticons..”
Ratchet glanced, frowning at him “I think our bases are safer than on Nemesis, they don’t have a professional medic to ensure the carrier's health..” he said.
“I’ll be back, I have to speak with Optimus and we’ll decide what to do to help you..” He said. “Remember. you’re not alone, I know you are afraid and it’s okay to be..”he comforted him before leaving him alone in the cell.
Starscream was alone with his thoughts, he sighed and covered his face with his claws.
Just what he has gotten himself into?
He hoped the decepticons could get him back..