Title: Recovery
Universe: Prime
Rating: Teen
Summary: After a brutal fight with Airachnid, Arcee finds herself need the help of both Optimus and Ratchet during her recovery. And in more ways then one when horrific nightmares plague her and rendered helpless due to her injuries, the two of her closest comrades provide a security and comfort she hadn't felt since he was a sparkling with her parents.
Inspired by: Camfield's "Transformers Breastfeeding Chronicles: Chapter 10
Warnings: Some violence,battle wound discriptions,Heavy Comfort kink, 'Breastfeeding' with robots having semi accurate human breasts, essentially Roobs! No interfacing, but lots of fluff and hurt/comfort, and some sweet/cute moments as well.
Characters: Ratchet, Optimus, and Arcee
Author Note's: This was inspired by a dream I had after reading Chapter 10 of Camfield's story and Morrigayn and Dewyvern. This will probably be a one shot or I could turn it into a full story. Also, an energon tank is similar to a human stomach, just processes energon.
" Arcee, hang in there! Keep your optics open! Please!"
"She's losing too much energon, Jack! We need to get her base, NOW!"
:Ratchet, we need a groundbridge RIGHT NOW! AUTOBOT DOWN:
:Activating Groundbridge now!:
The femme in the Prime's arms continued to scream in pain, pushing at Optimus's chestplates violently, energon streaking from her optics and staining her faceplates with each scream and sob she let rip from her throat, thrashing in the Prime's gentle yet firm hold. She was running on pure instinct.
You couldn't blame her…
Her wounds were even worse to see then listening to her screams. Optimus briefly looked over the femme's violently shaking frame, his tanks twisting at the extent of her wounds:
There were puncture marks on her midsection and abdomen, and one of them went right through her tank.
There was a gash on her arm as well, which ripped open her upper left arm, exposing circuitry and motor joints and Optimus was afraid of the prospect she may loose function of that arm.
Her final wound were even worse then the others, a stab wound on her hip, from one of Airachnid's spider legs had punctured her, he had felt bile rise up from his tank when he saw the leg pierce Arcee's side like a spear, and had to fight the urge to purge when he saw tank fluids and energon make a disgusting vile green and deep blue mixed as the mixture of fluids erupted from Arcee's wound, the worst part was when Arcee let out an animalistic scream once the pain hit and Airachnid's sadistic laughter.
Everything was blur after that, he couldn't remember anything else except for emotions that were described as rage and fury take control, the last thing when he regained clear thinking was Airachnid laying offline on the ground, her legs ripped from her body, and her chest ripped open, her spark no longer in existence, the gaping faces his comrades and the spart-wretching screams coming from his wounded comrade.
Finally, much to the Autobot's and humans present's relief when a brilliant flash of green and white light shone before them, as the team ran into the portal to get there wounded comrade to safety…
And home…
Back at base…
Ratchet slumped against the Cybertronian-sized chair as he looked over his handy work.
He flashed his chronometer: 12:00 Am was the current time. He had been operating on Arcee's wounds for the past 10 Earth Hours! But the exhaustion he felt was worth it though, Arcee was stable now and he was able to save her arm.
It was a nerve-wracking operation though, they had almost lost Arcee a few times, and Bumblebee was traumatized from everything he saw, he was bubbling and spluttering with tears coming from his optics at the state his friend was, worried to the point where Optimus had to come intervene and hold the scout like he was a sparkling and gently rock him to try to calm him down. Bee broke down and sobbed the hardest he had ever since he lost his ablity to speak. Bulkhead had taken the human children home,, along with June Dary, so they could try to cope with what they saw happen to Arcee and recover. The medic was keeping his EM fields flared as wide as he could to keep Arcee comforted. Arcee's senses were heightened to a point where she could recognize bots not only by their voice, but by scent as well. Her instincts were like that of a sparkling's at the moment, due to her higher functioning processors being temporarily shut down due to the intense pain and trauma. All Arcee cared about at the moment was getting warmth, energon, love from both carrier/sire, and comfort, the basic instincts a sparkling would be focused on.
Ratchet turned around as he monitored Arcee's vitals. Her energon levels were low, but with her tank punctured, the femme would need specially processed energon that would be ingested easily and not upset the femme's healing tank. He then got an idea as he looked over some data pads. He or Optimus could suckle her, since the two mechs were the only bots on the base who's feeding systems were online and fully functioning.
"How is she Ratchet?" The medic was roused from his thoughts as the Prime walked into the med-bay and into the private cubical Ratchet and Arcee were in, called the 'recovery room' .Ratchet placed only several traumatized and injured bots in it ,since the room was nice and quiet, allowing bots in Arcee's condition to recover in peace. There were monitors in the recovery room as well, monitoring the femme's every breath, her vitals, and energon levels, among other things.
"Stable, and in recharge thankfully, but her energon levels are low but due to her energon tanks being damaged…we may need to suckle her until her tanks can handle regular energon. She'll need someone to be with her at all times or she'll feel insecure and panic. She is also going to be in this sparkling state of mind for a few earth weeks."
Optimus was silent for a few moments, thinking over what Ratchet said. Optimus then nodded to Ratchet "Ratchet, if Arcee needs to be suckled anytime today, I'll do it, you need rest and energon." Ratchet nodded as he felt Arcee's fields dip to a point where he knew she was hungry, the monitors showing that clearly. Optimus felt it too.
After Ratchet showed him how to hold Arcee in his arms without disturbing any wiring that was attached to Arcee, the Prime parted his chestplates to reveal two special energon pouches with feeding nubs at the end of each glowing a soft blue light filled with high mineral and ore right energon, made mainly for sparklings and younglings. Arcee stirred in her recharge as she chirred slightly in distress as Optimus could tell she was hungry as when he was gently stroking her cheek, she tried suckling on one of his fingers, a clear giveaway she was hungry.
Gently positioning Arcee against his chest, he smiled softly and tenderly when she finally and weakly latched onto the closest feeding nub on the right pouch, she was quietly making soft purring noises of content and comfort as she suckled, pressing her face against the pouch. The quiet sounds of her suckling besides the sounds of her purring and the gentle beeping of the monitors and quiet hums of machinery were the only sounds in the base.
"Finally…" Ratchet said with relief, as he walked over towards Optimus, smiling. Optimus was only focused on Arcee, however, so he didn't notice Ratchet walking over towards him. His carrier instincts were kicking in, and soft gentle whispers of praise and encouragement flowed quietly and lovingly from Optimus's lipplates. "Shh, I'm here, little one…" Optimus said before he could stop himself as he gently stroked Arcee's helm as the femme suckled from him, her purring soft and the sounds of her suckling were the most calming sounds the two had heard all day.
They were determined to get Arcee back on her feet and her old self, to move on.
The whole team was determined to help Arcee recovery.
There will be bumps in the road along the way, but with each bend around the next corner, the team becomes stronger and closer…
Author's Note: Chapter 1 of "Recovery" is up and done! Please Read and Review as I would like to know what you guys think about this story plus it makes an author's day . Please favorite this story and keep an eye out for updates!
