A/N: I have been thinking of this story for a while now. I just needed to plot it out. For the day of love. Happy Valentine's Day. G1.
Warnings: I won't spoil it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my character.
Optimus woke up early. He went to the main room and got three large cubes. He poured special Energon into them and got ready for the day. Ironhide woke up to find Optimus wasn't in the berth. He looked over at Ratchet, who still slept soundly. Ironhide set out to the main room to find Optimus there. The weapons' specialist smirked and stalked toward his leader.
"Morning my love," said Optimus and pulled Ironhide close to him.
"Morning Prime," said Ironhide. "What's all this for?"
"Well, today is the day of love that the humans call Valentine's Day. I just thought that I would make you and Ratchet something special," said Optimus and kissed Ironhide.
"Do I get any love?" asked Ratchet as he walked out of their shared room.
"Come here," said Optimus. He pulled the medic into his arms and kissed him.
"Get a room," their son Quickshot said as he covered his optics is disgust. His red and grey body shone in the light of the room.
"Why would we do that?" asked Ironhide.
"Because that's just gross," said Quickshot.
"You won't be saying that when you're older," said Ratchet.
"Alright, come get your special Energon. Then we can have some fun," said Optimus.
The small family drank their Energon and prepared for the day. Quickshot ran out the door and to the computer; Teletraan 1. He saw two guns on the console. One was his and the other, well he didn't know. He grabbed what he thought was his gun. Ironhide came out and picked up his son.
"Sire, where are we going?" asked Quickshot.
"Somewhere special," Ironhide answered.
"Is it the place where you, daddy, and Carrier went after you bonded?" asked Quickshot.
"It sure is," said Ironhide. "Now let's go. And once we get back, we can play a game."
"Yay," Quickshot said and headed outside.
Optimus transformed and Ironhide put their son into his trailer. Ratchet and Ironhide transformed and headed out. They came to a forest with a lake and trees surrounding the clearing. The Decepticons wouldn't be able to see them. Optimus parked and let his son out. The three mates transformed and watched Quickshot look around with wonder.
"This place is beautiful," said Quickshot.
"Indeed it is," said Ratchet.
"And over there is where we made you. That night was the best one once we found out that we had created you," said Optimus.
"Carrying wasn't so bad the first few months. We would come here and it wasn't until late one night that you kicked," said Ratchet.
The family settled in and the three creators watched Quickshot run and play around. Ironhide laughed and was tackled. Quickshot pinned his Sire down and the other two laughed quietly.
"Quit ya laughin' and help me get him," said Ironhide.
"Come here Quickshot," said Ratchet.
"Yes Carrier," said Quickshot and made his way over. Ratchet grabbed his son and started to tickle him. "Carrier, stop it. That tickles."
"That's the whole point," said Ratchet.
*hours later*
"Alright, it's time to head back," said Optimus.
"Yay, this means that we can play hide 'n' seek. Right Sire?" asked Quickshot.
"You bet ya," said Ironhide. "I bet that I can find you this time and take you down."
"No, I'll take you down. Just don't forget to grab your toy gun," said Quickshot.
"What?" asked Optimus.
"I'm teaching him to hide and attack. We use little lights, not bullets," Ironhide reassured.
Soon, they arrived back at base. Quickshot got "his" gun ready and hid. Ironhide was looking for hours. Teletraan alerted the Autobots of Decepticon spies in the Ark. Ironhide looked harder and got Optimus and a few others to help look for their son. The Decepticons could capture him and take him to Megatron. They all split up and looked around.
Quickshot looked around the hallways for his Sire. He didn't realize that the situation was real. He heard his name being called various times. He learned never to answer. It was all part of the game. The young bot peered around the corner and spotted his dad walking in his direction. He got the gun ready and aimed.
"Quickshot, where are you?" asked Optimus. He heard a gun cock and got his own gun ready. There could be a Decepticon nearby.
Quickshot jumped out and fired. A bullet zipped through the air and hit the leader right underneath his windshields on his chest, right in the center.
Optimus saw his son jump out and was about to say something when he felt pain in his most fatal area. A servo went to the wound. Optimus looked down and moved his servo slightly to see it covered in Energon. He shakily looked up at his son, and watched as he dropped the gun in shock. Another bullet fired when the gun hit the ground. The bullet pierced Optimus' abdomen and out his back. It ricocheted off a wall and went through his back and shattered his fuel tanks. Optimus stumbled backwards before dropping his own gun as he fell.
Ironhide was nearby. He heard a gun fire twice and then a loud thud. He ran toward the sound and turned the corner to find his son. He looked further and ran to Optimus' side.
"Prime!" Ironhide shouted and ran to his side. He lifted up his helm slightly and shook him a bit. "Prime respond!"
Optimus looked up at the ceiling and didn't respond to anything Ironhide said or did. Energon gushed out rapidly and pooled underneath the Autobot leader. Ironhide called to Jazz and Prowl. The two quickly came and saw their leader covered in Energon and not responding. Jazz ran over to Quickshot and knelt down in front of him. He shook the small bot's shoulders to break the trans.
"Quickshot, snap out of it," said Jazz sternly and watched as Quickshot looked at him. "That's it. Now what happened?"
"I was just playing with Sire. I thought that everyone else was playing so I didn't answer anyone. I saw dad and then fired my gun," said Quickshot. "I didn't realize that there was bullets in it. There's only suppose to be a little light. I didn't mean to shoot him. It was an accident."
"Ironhide, get over here," said Jazz and picked up the gun as Ironhide made his way over. "Is this the gun that you were working on a few weeks ago?"
"I was wondering where it was. It was suppose to be for Quickshot so that he can have one that looks like his toy gun. I didn't know where I had put it," said Ironhide. He went back over to Optimus to try and stop the Energon flow. "We'll talk later about this."
Ratchet received a comm. link from Ironhide and got all of the items he would need. First Aid followed closely as the two ran to Optimus' location. Ratchet froze when he saw Optimus on the ground. Ironhide was covered in Energon as he tried to stop the flow. It only slowed down. Quickshot began to cry hard and hugged Jazz.
"Ironhide, keep pressure on that wound! Aid, you get the monitor ready. I need to know what his sparkrate is," said Ratchet and scanned the damage. "Awe slag, he's in shock. How's his sparkrate?"
"It's dropping fast," First Aid replied. "Scrap that, he just flat lined!"
"Give me the shock pads," Ratchet ordered. "Ironhide, stand back. Aid, am I clear?"
"You are clear," said First Aid and watched as Ratchet pounded the shock pads on his leader's chest. "Nothing."
Ratchet tried various times and got the same results. He turned up the power and tried one more time. If it didn't work, then Optimus would be lost.
"We got him back," said First Aid.
"Ironhide, help me move him onto the stretcher. I need to preform surgery if we want him to survive," said Ratchet with urgency.
Ironhide lifted Optimus up and carefully laid him on the stretcher. Ratchet and First Aid ran to the medibay and locked everyone out. Jazz went to Ironhide, who stood outside of the medibay, with the gun and a crying Quickshot in his arm.
"Here Ironhide," said Jazz and handed Quickshot over. "What do we do with the weapon?"
"Go put it in the weapons room and lock it up," said Ironhide as Quickshot snuggled into his chest.
Three days past and Ratchet came out. He was covered in his patient's Energon. Ironhide looked up and walked over to Ratchet. Ratchet shook slightly and hugged Ironhide. The action scared Ironhide and he softly kissed the top of Ratchet's helm.
"Is he-" Ironhide asked.
"He's alive. He was shot in his fatal point and had his fuel tanks shattered," said Ratchet and started to cry. "I just about lost him so many times. I don't know if he will survive. The wounds were so fatal."
"Shhhh, he's going to survive. I know it," said Ironhide, unaware that Quickshot peeked around the corner and was watching and listening to everything.
"And what if he doesn't? Then what do we do? The war will end and the Decepticons will win. I can't lose him. Not now," said Ratchet and continued to cry.
"Let's go to him and talk to him," said Ironhide and walked with Ratchet inside.
Optimus laid on a med. berth with a bandage wrapped around his wounds. He looked peaceful. The spark monitor gave a slow beep. Optimus breathed slowly as the two went over to his side. Ironhide took off his mask to reveal the scarred face. He bent down and gently kissed his mate. Ratchet did the same and continued to cry.
"Come back to us Optimus, please," Ratchet pleaded.
"You can do it Prime," said Ironhide. "We need you."
Optimus stirred a bit and onlined his very dim optics. He managed to turn his helm to look at his mates.
"Quick...shot," Optimus managed to barely say.
"He's here," said Ratchet.
Quickshot made his way over. He went next to his father's side and big tears formed.
"I'm so sorry dad. I didn't mean to shoot you. I didn't realize that it wasn't my toy gun," said Quickshot with the tears flowing freely now.
"Shhh... you didn't... know," Optimus whispered and brought a servo up and wiped the tears away with his thumb. "Don't cry. Everything... will be... alright."
"No it won't dad. You're dying. And it's all my fault," said Quickshot. "I can understand if you all hate me."
"Don't... hate you... still love... you," Optimus gasped. "Stop blaming... yourself please. I... love you... all."
"We love you too," said Ratchet.
"Ratchet... please let... me go," Optimus pleaded. "I leave... the Matrix... to Ultra Mag-"
The spark monitor produced the long eerie beep. Optimus' optics went out and his body turned grey and cold. Quickshot cried hard with Ratchet. Ironhide let a few tears go. Ratchet got the equipment out and let his mate rest in peace. Quickshot kept muttering that it was all his fault. They buried their leader the next day. Ultra Magnus became Prime and Megatron surrendered. Neither side won. Megatron saw in a vision that Optimus was his long lost brother; Orion Pax. He mourned with his brother's mates and son. Cybertron was rebuilt and Optimus was taken their to be buried by his and Megatron's creators.
A/N: Alright, done. Only a one-shot if you wish it to be. If you want more, I can do it.