"Ratchet!" yelled Ironhide to his mate, the other medics pushed Ironhide out of the room. Ratchet was in the middle of his gestation period, the sparkling's protoform wasn't ready to be released and the new spark had yet to make it to the spark chamber, something was wrong.
"Get him out of here!" screamed one of the medics in the room.
Ironhide fought against the assistance that were dragging him to the hallway. "We'll notify you of their status' when we can." with that both medics ran back to the room on the other side of the door.
There had been some kind of accident, he wasn't entirely sure what happened but it caused Ratchet to go into Labor. Ironhide sat silently in the hallway for breems, he didn't move. Finally one of the medics had come out, Ironhide turned all of his attention to the medic-in-training hopeful for good news.
The medic-in-training sighed, "Sir, We Could only save Ratchet, The sparkling Offlined. It was too early for separation."
Ironhide nodded sadly, "Can I see my mate?"
"Yes." stated the medic-in-training, "Page if you need any thing."
"Thank you." stated Ironhide. The dark mech walked hesitantly into the room. Looking around he saw Ratchet, tired and depressed leaning into the medical berth that was propped up. "Ratchet?" asked Ironhide.
Ratchet looked to his mate, "Hey, 'Hide."
Ironhide moved to the side of his mate, pulling Ratchets servo into his own. Bringing the medics servo to his helm Ironhide sighed, trying to reign in his emotions.
"Its going to be okay 'Hide." stated Ratchet.
Ironhide didn't respond to Ratchets words as he broke down, anguish of losing their first Sparkling being too much for the medic-in-training. Ironhide pulled the mourning mech closer to his spark, trying to send reassuring feelings through the bond they shared.
They had kept Ratchet for observation, they also told him the day of his release that he should take it easy for the next few rotation cycles, which meant take time off of his residency and rest up. Ironhide and Ratchet had walked to their quarters, silently, mournfully. Ratchet sat on the couch and buried his head in his hands.
"What did we do?" asked Ratchet vocoder shaky.
Ironhide looked to his mate, sorrow planted on his face, " I don't know Ratch, I don't know."
Some rotation cycles had passed and in Iacon two mechs one angelic white the other red and blue, scurried through the alleys of Iacon.
"How are you feeling?" asked the blue and red mech.
"I'm fine Alpha." stated the pure white almost glowing bot.
"Prima, seriously, has the pain gotten any worse?" asked Alpha.
"I'm fine Alpha Trion." stated Prima waving the blue and red bot off him. "I can make it to the hotel room." Alpha Trion nodded and followed the mech down the alley.
"I still don't understand why we can't let any body know of little Optimus." stated the archivist.
"Because," stated the first creation. "I'm going to offline when I deliver him. I'm too old to separate a Sparkling, Alpha. By now we should have had a sparkling and he should have had his own, well on their way to being mechlings by now." Alpha Trion listened to his mates words. "Not to mention we hid our relationship from all of my brothers."
Alpha Trion watched his mate from behind as Prima turned to start going up the stairs. Another pain hit the first creation of Primus. Alpha Trion ran up the few stairs to hold up his mate. "Come," stated Prima, "we must get to the hotel room." Alpha Trion nodded and helped the First Matrix bearer to the Hotel room they rented.
Cautiously they entered the hotel room. Alpha Trion slowly helped Prima to the berth in the middle of the room.
Prima grit his denta together, tightening his servos into his fists, and slamming them on to the berth. "The.. separation... is... Starting," gasped the first creation of Primus. Primas optics widened as images hit his CPU. Alpha Trion coaxed the matrix bearers chest plates to open, carefully Alpha Trion watched as the small spark separated from the larger spark, little bits of lightning trying to keep the new spark connected to the larger, older, stronger spark.
Prima cycled in the cool air of the room. His CPU was being flooded by memories of his past, His Brothers creations, defeating Unicron, Megatronous Prime falling from the grace of their creator, Alpha Trion recording the meeting of the Primes, writing the book of Primus, everything that meant something to the Prime ran through his processor.
Prima looked to the bearded mech sitting beside him, smiling to the red and blue mech he held out his servo for the archivist to take. The plates on the Primes abdomen released and showed the sparkling, red and blue with in the gestation pod. Slowly the white orbs that were Primas optics slowly faded.
Alpha Trion watched as the gestation pod was pushed from the first Primes chassis and the white sparkless shell laid limply on the bed. Alpha held the white chassis close to him, cooliant starting to build up around his optics.
Slowly the little red and blue sparkling started to claw at the gestation sack. Alpha Trion watched with cooliant dripping from his optics as the little Cybertronian struggled with the sack.
Alpha Trion quickly moved toward the sack as the dull ache in his spark got worse. Carefully Alpha tore the gestation sack a little as the little mech finally pulled all the way free of the infernal cell. Crying at the loss of his carrier bond Alpha picked up his sparkling and held him close. Whispering softly into the sparklings audials.
Alpha stared at the small mechling red and blue with touches of silver, slowly the archivist mulled over what to do next. He rubbed the sparklings back and left the hotel room.
He knew what he needed to do.
The next few years, after the loss of their sparkling, were full of agony , Ironhide would go to work, leaving Ratchet alone with his thoughts, all his thoughts going back to what could have stopped the premature seperation. Ironhide wouldn't make it back from work till late in the night cycle. It worried Ratchet.
"Ironhide, why do you come back so late?" asked the red and white mech.
"They just need help at work, Optiquest has been out of commission to get his blown joint replaced."
"Then why do you smell like high Grade?" asked Ratchet.
"Pouncer asked if I would like to go with him for some high grade I only had a little Ratch." Ironhide slurred.
"A little my aft." stated Ratchet. "You can't go and drowned your sorrows in high-grade!"
"And why not Ratch?" asked Ironhide, voice raising in volume.
"Its not healthy!" stated Ratchet.
Ironhide growled, turned around and walked out of the apartment, "Where are you going?" demanded Ratchet.
"For a walk. Before I do things I will regret." stated Ironhide.
Ratchet huffed and turned his back to his mate. Ironhide left to walk around the block, street, city, anything to get out of the apartment.
Ironhide had decided to walk slowly around Iacon, Take his time, he would sleep on the couch leave Ratchet alone for the next several rotation cycles. He just needed to stay out till the mech fell into recharge then he would go back home.
Ironhide walked passed bars, clubs, pleasure drones, alleys, dark corners, shady spots, places the enforcers have been trying to get for ages. Slowly Ironhide came up to an alley, a loud cry came from from the dark place. It sounded young.
"Hello?" stated Ironhide. The crying stopped as he was talking but continued when he was silent. Ironhide carefully stepped into the alley and looked around, he turned his headlights on and spotted a small red and blue sparkling. "Primus!" stated Ironhide. Picking up the crying sparkling Ironhide soothed it. "Shhh. It'll be okay little guy."
he rubbed the sparklings back and walked back to his and Ratchets apartment. The walk there was full of sniffles as the sparkling tried to get his air pump to clear the access energon. Ironhide smiled to the small mech. His Blue optics gently gazing down as the sparklings curious and liquid laced optics stared back.
Ironhide walked into the apartment with Ratchet sitting on the couch probably still angry, but looking at him shocked. "Where did you find him?" asked Ratchet, concerned and confused.
"Alley, he was crying his vocoder out." stated Ironhide showing the tired Sparkling to Ratchet. Being away from the black mech made the small sparkling begin crying, his air pump worked over time trying to calm the sparkling.
Ratchet stepped back as Ironhide pulled the sparkling closer, "what was that?"
"The start of a panic attack." stated Ratchet. Ironhide sighed rubbing the back of the sparkling, he instantly calmed down. "keep him near you, he sees you as one of his creators now."
Ironhide nodded, "Is there any way that the sparkling would recognize you as his other creator?"
"Only time will tell," stated Ratchet.
"Ratch," started Ironhide, "I'm sorry about earlier."
Ratchet looked to his mate to the sparkling that would be living with them, "You have a lot to make up to me."
Ironhide nodded and turned to the sudden thunk that hit his armor, the sparkling had fell into recharge. "Want to check him over now?"
Ratchet nodded, "Yes, who knows what he's been through."
after a careful examination Ratchet had stated that the mechling would need to be fed soon. Ironhide nodded and walked to the couch to put the little mech down for a peaceful recharge, going to pull away from the mech he whimpered. When Ironhide had totally let go of the sparkling it wailed.
"This is going to take some time isnt it?" asked Ironhide taking the sparkling back into his arms.
"Yep" nodded Ratchet.
Ironhide had finally gotten the little sparkling to recharge, with him on the couch but still the sparkling got to sleep. He had even managed to recharge a little. That is until Ironhide had to go to work and tried to leave the Sparkling in the care of Ratchet. The little mech awoke to the mere thought of his care taker handing him over to the red and white mech. As soon as Ironhide had let Ratchet touch the red and blue sparkling, he cried.
Ironhide left the apartment quickly, the blue and red sparkling froze unsure of what was going on. Ratchet could hear the sparklings CPU process much faster than it was suppose to. The Sparklings air pump wheezed at trying to calm the over heating CPU.
Ratchet placed the sparkling on his lap and tried to calm the little guy. Holding the infant close to his spark the sparkling calmed down a little, reducing the out burst to sniffling and shaking. Ratchet glimpsed around the room trying to find the thermal blanket. Smiling as he found what he was looking for he got up taking the sparkling with him and grabbed the blanket wrapping the sparkling in the blanket.
"Is that better?" cooed Ratchet as he pulled the sparkling closer kissing the top of his helm. The small red and blue sparkling curled into the medics embrace and rested his helm on the plating that protected his spark chamber. Feeling the pulses of the older bots spark, the sparkling fell into recharge.
Ironhide returned from his shift at the end of the day and saw the little sparkling recharging on Ratchet.
"What did you do to get him to sleep?" asked Ironhide, a little worried.
"showed him I wasn't going to hurt him." stated Ratchet. Ironhide smiled to his bondmate. "I'm worried about him though, he should have grabbed for energon by now."
Ironhide hmmed thinking, "Maybe he doesn't know how, aren't some sparklings like that?"
Ratchet nudged the little sparkling hoping that he would rouse from recharge. The sparkling jumped at the touch startled and ready to let others know it, Ratchet slowly caressed the small blue helm. Carefully Ratchet pulled out the energon tube and held it out to the smaller sparkling. The sparkling latched on to the tube, keeping the tube in his mouth he just nibbled on it. Ratchet sighed this was going to be a long night.
Many clicks had passed and the sparkling had tried many things to get the energon out of Ratchet. Both were starting to worry, Sparklings tended to figure it out quicker than this. Though Ratchet had to hand it to the little sparkling he never gave up, he tried lots of ways, nibbling, blowing, crying. And when everything he tried didn't work he tried something else. Finally the sparkling had started taking in energon. He had filled up and started crying.
Ratchet rubbed the back panels of the sparkling, trying to calm him.
"Thats really not normal right?" asked Ironhide.
Ratchet sighed at the black mechs remark. The sparklings air pump shuddered and heaved. Then proceed to release the energon he had just took in and released it all over Ratchet.
"Primus!" yelled Ratchet startled at the sudden purge. The sparkling started to tear up and cry as the two adult mechs stared at him worriedly. Ratchet picked up the small red and blue sparkling, putting the little ones helm over Ratchets chest armor above his spark casing.
Ratchet tried to calm the sparkling, caressing the small mechs helm and talking to him. "Ironhide we need to take him to the hospital."
Hopefully you like it, I am still working on the sequel to Kon but hopefully it will be up by the end of the week. sorry for any errors, please feel free to point them out and I will do my best to fix them.