Two whole weeks…
And there was still no sign of the Autobots or Starscream.
Megatron entered the Seeker's private quarters and felt his spark ache. The room was rather bare aside from a few personal items that Starscream had managed to salvage before the destruction of Cybertron. His berth had several pillows, no doubt meant for his wings.
Megatron sighed sadly as his spark continued to ache. Without his mate, the room was nothing but an empty space. However, he scent still hung heavily in there. The Decepticon Lord sat on the berth and inhaled Starscream's scent.
'Primus Starscream…I miss you.'
Word had spread quickly about Megatron taking the Seeker as his bonded mate. Luckily all his subordinates knew better than to question him about his choice of mate. Arachnid had taken her leader's previous words to spark, knowing he would kill her if the Seeker was found dead or not found at all.
The warlord's gaze hardened as he was disturbed. "What is it Knock Out?" he snapped at the medic.
The vain mech cleared his throat before answering, "Could you come down to sick-bay? There's something important we need to discuss."
"I don't have time for-"
"It's about Starscream my Lord. And it is urgent."
Megatron looked down at the floor before stating, "I'll be there in a few minutes."
"Yes my Lord."
The silver mech sighed and touched the berth, images of his beloved Seeker flashing in his mind.
"Starscream," he said aloud. "No matter what the cost, I'll find you…I'll bring you back…I swear upon my very spark."