Invisible String

Forever And Always

At first you thought Dorothy knew but anytime you tried to talk to her about it she thought you were just worrying that he didn't like you and reassured you that he did. When you told Megatron this he just laughed. He had promised you he wouldn't say anything, not because you were ashamed but because you knew it was a big deal now that you had both decided to try dating out. All you asked Megatron for was patience and all he asked you for was your honesty.

But the more you wanted to talk to him, the more the others would get suspicious. But for some reason, instead of the others putting two and two together to make four, they were trying to fit the square block in the circle hole. But today was different.

You had just gotten off of work and started your trek home. It wasn't long before you felt the ground shake drawing your attention to the familiar figure that had started to follow you. He had become much more relaxed with your coworkers, and even some of the park regulars had become accustomed to his presence. You'd even had the thought that your visitors were more privy to the relationship between you and Megatron than your own found family. He would help out at the park now, helping set up big bird houses and fixing broken street lights. You could see how much it meant to him to have some of the kids recognize him, not as the monster their parents might have viewed him as but as a hero just like Optimus.

Since the nicest weather of the year was gone, you would walk in your tan slacks with your custom coat and wait for your core temperature to drop. It was your own way to be just a bit bratty when he would notice, internally panic, assume he was keeping a lid on his panicking, and ultimately offer to carry you the rest of the way back to your apartment. But the silence before was nice. It was refreshing to just be able to trod along in the quiet before any conversation was started. It was like a personality detox.

So it was unusual today, when he started talking before you did your routine.

"I read a poem today, it was very interesting." He trailed off, probably realizing he took you by surprise.

"Was it good?" You asked, wondering how long this had been on his mind.

"Erm, I guess. I don't know if I agree with it or not. The culmination of love is grief. Yet we open our hearts to it. See I find it confusing, why be so slalom about a feeling most would wish to feel? I have added it to the list of things that confuse me about humans."

"Short list I presume." You quipped. You watched him role his eyes. "To me it makes perfect sense. To love is to grieve, it's how you know you truly did love someone, when they are gone and all you can do is think about them and how they made you feel." You stood for a moment, coming up with a way to make the conversation more lighthearted. "So I assume you already have my funeral plans in check." You smirked as he retorted.

"Trust, I am already in contact with the mortuary." You could tell he didn't particularly like jokes about your death but he still humored you. But 60ish years wasn't all that long and both of you knew that. Maybe that's why you felt this rush to get it out in the open. So that you could make sure everyone knew of your feelings. History did hate lovers. In a flash you saw his face fall. It really was just for a moment but you could immediately tell something was off.

"Everything okay?" The question hung in the air for a moment.

"Everything is fine." His voice inflected. "But Dorothy did find something today. She wanted me to let you know as soon as you got off work." And then a genuine smile. One that shook your legs and stopped your heart. You could almost feel your eyes glaze over as your mentally snapshoted the moment to keep in your mind. Whatever worries you had seemed to wash away as he finally felt compelled to offer you his hand and walk you the rest of the way back home.

Once you had changed into a much more comfortable set of clothes and eaten a small snack, Megatron was waiting. Usually he would walk to the Malto farm but whatever Dorothy had told him must have made him feel like time was of the essence. You awkwardly made your way into his control pit and sat quietly as he lifted off and flew the few miles to the farm. You let your mind ease for the moment and just enjoyed the closeness you were able to exist in with your newfound partner.

No one was in sight as he landed, making you believe everyone must have been in the bunker Nightshade had constructed. The barn doors were closed only making you believe that even more.

But as you approached and no one ran out to great you, a shiver ran down your back. And once you got closer to the closed doors you could hear murmurs from inside the building. You looked back at Megatron but saw as he uncharacteristically strayed behind you. Raising an eyebrow, you turned back to the doors and listened to the voices. They seemed to be further away then you anticipated so you slowly put your ear up to the crack between the sliding doors, trying to catch any idea of what, you assumed, Dorothy and Alex were talking about. You didn't notice Megatron sneak up behind you and lower himself closer to your level.

"Are you trying to eavesdrop?" He asked with a grin, his face almost too close to your own, making you stumble a bit in surprise. You shushed him, but it was too late. The door opened with a loud yawn and you hear Dorothy call your name. Megatron helped open the other side of the door, standing up from his kneeling position.

Dorothy gave you another look. And you both said in unison.

"We need to talk."