Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, Scourge, Galvatron, Cyclonus, the Sweeps, or the Decepticons; they are all owned by Hasbro. I do own Nightfire; if you want to use her just ask.

He was exhausted. Today's battle left him and most of the Decepticons under his command badly damaged; but otherwise functional. On the most damaged list where the Sweeps. They would be unable to battle for the next few weeks until parts were manufactured and installed. While on the least damaged list was Nightfire. As a warrior, she wasn't great; in fact she was lousy at it. But when it came to her courage, she was more of a true warrior than most of the Decepticon army combined. As he walked out of the infirmary, he saw Nightfire across the hall from the door. "Hello, Scourge. How did the repairs go?" she said with a smile. "Well" Then Scourge than asked her, "Why are you here? Didn't you already get repaired?" "Actually, I was waiting for you." He then started to get confused. Thinking to himself, "If Galvatron wanted me, he would of have called me or at least sent Cyclonus to get me?' "Why are you here? Did Galvatron send you to get me?" he asked her. "Galvatron didn't send me. I came here on my own accord. I just wanted to thank the brave mech that saved me from that stray shot. That's all" she said, "Do you have a problem with that?" Scourge started to blush, "I was just doing my duty. Galvatron would have done the same." "No he wouldn't of. He only wants me for one thing and you know it. Galvatron sees me as an object to use and control when he needs to feel like a man. You on the other hand make me feel like I am somebody and not something." Nightfire then walked up to him and kissed him in a show of thanks; but before she left him she said one last thing, "Galvatron knows nothing of this or will he ever. Promise me." "Yes." Said Scourge as he saw Nightfire walk away from him.