Four and a half hours

      Starscream had been sitting on the med platform for an hour, leaning over Megatron, looking at his serene facelet. Energon was oozing out of the not-yet-polished scars, and in some places it was already caked. Slightly molten metal was visible on his chest plates, after all, Hook tried to somehow solder it. Energon was running through thin wires into Megatron's body, the energy level was rising by a couple of percent every minute, he would wake up soon. Looking at the screen, Starscream winced slightly, he's been sitting here for about four hours, Megatron definitely won't forget it just like that. He was too worried about him to leave Hook and his uneducated colleagues to their fate, and his guilt must be made amends somehow, during the entire operation he was nearby controlling their actions, so that if anything they would not accidentally deactivate him, unfortunately there were no medics on the ship with at least minimal education therefore, as soon as the constructicons did everything they could, they left Megatron with Starscream arguing that they could not do more. Starscream winced remembering their indifference to the life of the Decepticon, probably already deciding who will take the place of the leader of the Decepticons.       Starscream could have turned off the device supporting Megatron's asset right now, but something did not allow him, for all the time he became too attached to him, all his attempts to kill the leader were nothing more than a habit, he used to hate him. Looking right now at the helpless, weakened Megatron, he could not find the strength to even think about killing. Seeing how rapidly the level of energon rises to 100 percent, Starscream decided that it would be better not to be around when Megatron wakes up, you never know what he might think.       After looking at the leader once again, Starscream wanted to get up, but he did not expect that someone would grab his hand. Desolider gripped his manipulator tightly with his palm. It seems the energon level has returned to normal. Megatron heavily vented trying to get up, but all attempts were unsuccessful. Still holding the seeker by the hand Megatron did not give up hope of getting up. Starscream, not daring to take his eyes off, watched Megatron come out of stasis. The desolider's optics were slowly focusing. White ceiling, walls of the same color, solid copper platform someone sitting on the right. After blinking a couple of times, the optics of the leader lit up with a bright light, seeing his deputy next to him. Megatron did not immediately understand where he was, he was alive, his systems were normal, he was in med.Yes, but what is Starscream doing here? The chronology of events was slowly recovering, he remembered how he was seriously injured on the battlefield, how he was noticed by constructicons, and then darkness, stasis.       — Well, I finally woke up. Starscream said irritably, taking his palm out of the tight grip. — What?! — Seeing Megatron staring at him, the aero commander asked a logical question.       Leader looked at him as if he had seen him for the first time, with surprise and... calmness? He looked at it as something so permanent that he was even glad to see it after stasis.       — You... sat with me all the time? — Trying to get up on the manipulators, the leader asked.       Seeing how helpless his leader was, Starscream decided to stay for a couple more minutes. The aero commander carefully tried to put him back by the shoulder, Megatron needs to rest now. A little hesitating, Starscream looked away, trying not to look into the optics.       — Yes, but don't think it's from my personal motives. — Starscream rattled off quickly. — Just so that the constructicons wouldn't accidentally deactivate you, and suddenly something would have happened to you in those four hours. — He said the last sentences much quieter, but no less irritated.       Megatron's optical arcs soared up in surprise, Starscream sat with him for so long, it didn't fit in the desolider's processor that Starscream could worry about him. Without paying attention to Megatron, the aero commander slightly rose up, about to leave, when suddenly he felt himself grabbed by the manipulator again. Slightly puzzled by such actions, Starscream froze without turning around. Megatron was still looking at the seeker without even trying to take away the optics.       — Don't go away, just sit a little longer.       Megatron asked almost in a whisper, he didn't want to be alone. Holding Starscream tightly by the manipulator, Megatron tried to get up again. Seeing this, the seeker again tried to put him back down with displeasure.       — Lie down, I'm not going anywhere. — Scanning his condition, Starscream assured.       With every passing minute, Starscream felt less and less guilty about this, Megatron was not angry at him, so no one would deactivate him, except that Soundwave would try when he found out, but that would be later. Having fallen into his thoughts, Starscream did not notice how desolider pulled him to himself. Having made a clumsy attempt to hug Megatron, he clung to him with his whole body, feeling someone else's warmth. Covering the optics, the desolider wrapped his arms around him, feeling him with his whole body. Starscream did not immediately understand what happened, it seems that the constructicons really damaged something in the processor. Grinning at his own thoughts, Starscream hugged Megatron tightly to himself, melting in his arms.       — Thanks. — Megatron exhaled almost into the very audio sensor, now Starscream will definitely not go anywhere.