"Never Let You Go"
An iridescent light blared in my optics as I came to. I shoved it away angrily before realizing what was going on. Knockout, who had come to my aid, was now toppled over on the floor where I had pushed him, muttering something or other about needing another buffing. I stared at the doctor, still a tad out of sorts from my rude awakening, before quickly rising to my pedes in alarm.
"Optimus, how is he!?" I nearly shouted at the medic. Knockout cowered, still a heap on the floor, but was aided by Breakdown who I only just noticed was there as well. He helped Knockout to his feet whilst responding to my question, "He's fine, sleeping. You should lower your voice if you don't wish to wake him." He added, "He's just a bit fatigued is all."
"Thank you, nurse~" Knockout replied sarcastically before turning his attention back to me. "Apparently both you and Optimus aren't getting enough recharge." He stated with a sardonic grin. "I admit I was a bit worried when Breakdown informed me that you had crashed out here" He paused. "But it seems you are quite fine." He noted, rubbing his aft where he had fallen. "I would suggest taking it easy though, my lord. Too much stress on top of not recharging can result in instances of blacking out like this, as well as headaches, fever… the list goes on." He added. "Optimus should be up and running within the hour, but I think you should let him be for the day."
I nodded, taking in all that he had said. "Of course, Knockout. I wouldn't want to stir up anything in his current condition." I said with a worried feeling picking at the back of my helm. "You are certain he is absolutely fine?" I inquired with suspicion. I couldn't help but be paranoid, especially with all the guilt I felt for putting Optimus in this place to begin with. The doctor nodded reassuring me. "His vitals are all normal, there's nothing physically wrong with him other than exhaustion. I'll keep an eye on him throughout the day, you should go rest." He assured, further insisting on my own health. "Alright." I submitted, heading back to my own room despite my yearning to stay.
As much as I wanted to be by his side, I knew it wasn't the logical choice. So I lay there in my berth yet again, my thoughts circling around in my processor like that of a predacon circling its prey. Nothing could satisfy my displeasure, the ache I had created. It had only grown in power since nestling its way into my programming, gotten stronger with each mistake I made regarding Optimus. I just laid there and endured it though; it was all I could do. Knockout was right, I needed to relax, but found that impossible. The soothing release I required was all but too elusive, suppressed by my feelings of remorse and failure. This whole charade was taking its toll on me, and I was sure it must have been affecting Optimus as well. The thought of his pain only compelled the ache in my spark to a greater extent of misery.
I was exhausted, my recharge cycles being just as erratic as my thoughts. Physically I had been becoming weaker, the stress weighing over me like that of Unicron's diabolical control. No, this was much worse than even the pain Unicron could inflict. There was nothing I could find greater than the effect Optimus had on me. There was nothing that brought me more pain… or more happiness.
No longer could I just lay there in waiting. Further my emotions compelled me to do their bidding, and I rose from my berth. The doctor's orders rang but an echo in my mind that went ignored as I shuffled past vehicons through the halls. They darted clumsily out of my way as I strode past, my steady gaze holding firm on my destination. I was however suddenly stopped in my quest by an echo.
"Where do you think you're going?", came the all too real voice of Knockout who stood looking up at me, arms crossed with a face of knowing discontent. I grumbled, at a loss of words, caught in the act like a sparkling's servo in a jar of energon goodies. He tapped his foot disappointedly and tsked. "Now now, my Leige. I don't know what's going on between you and big red, but you'll have to put it on hold for a while. One day. Just one day, please?" He insisted. "It's for the better of both of you, you know."
"I know Knockout…" I reluctantly hissed. "but I can't just-" I began but was interrupted. "Ah, ah." The doctor protested. "No means no, and besides he's still sleeping. I ran a few more tests, he's gone to into a serious stasis. I was on my way to inform you-" I interrupted than. "What do you mean by serious!?" I shouted angrily at only finding this out now. "Master, please calm down. His vitals still read as normal, it's just…"
"Just what!?" I shouted again, failing to hide my alarm anymore. I was completely ballistic. Things had gotten even worse than I had suspected them to be. I was nearly about to strangle Knockout had it not been for my reignited fear of Optimus's condition. I tried to calm myself, taking a deep intake before letting the doctor finish what he had tried to tell me.
Knockout looked up at me with a new fear predominant in his optics. "Optimus, has gone into a coma."
Alright, really short filler chapter guys. Sorry about the shortness, but on the bright side I've posted this only 2 days after my last update. That's pretty quick, no?
Poor doc knock is so confused on why my Megs cares so much, to him Optimus is still just another Autobot. He's more afraid Megs is gonna beat the slag outta him, rather than OP kicking the bucket. lol -Sanity
Knockout: I think our lord has sprung a loose gasket... honestly what is his deal with Optimus of all bots?
Breakdown: Who knows, who cares. As long as we don't get blamed its of no concern to us.
Sanity: You guys are horrible... oh, and p.s. Soundwave is watching.
Knockout+Breakdown: oh slag...
Megatron: Review or end up like these two fools! *knockout and Breakdown both lay unconscious*
Sanity: *facepalms* what am I gonna do with you...
~Reviewers safe from Megatron's Wrath~
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