Musical Meme
Chapter III
Song:
'I'm Not Sorry' - The Cranberries
Lyrical inspiration:
I realize, as he sighed, and he sighed and he sighed.
'Cause you lied, lied, and I cried, yes I cried, yes, I cry, I cry, I try again.
I swore I'd never feel like this again,
But you're so selfish,
You don't see what you're doing to me
Ratchet paced the floor ardently, ignoring his bond-mate's impatient sighs and his half-hearted protests. The CMO was absolutely fuming with anger, and Ironhide could feel it radiating from him as though he were pure energy. Ironhide felt as guilty as Ratchet looked angry. He hadn't intended for things to go in this direction. It had started as a simple white lie, but it had escalated to the situation they were in now; Ratchet was pissed beyond the point of even being able to shout, which was rare (and scary, in Ironhide's opinion) and the weapons specialist was all but incapacitated from a deep (and apparently serious) untreated injury.
Ratchet finally stopped pacing and turned to regard Ironhide with frustration. "Why, Ironhide?" he asked in an exasperated tone, "Why did you lie to me?"
"I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, Ratchet," Ironhide admitted. "Didn't seem like a big problem to me."
"Well it wasn't then," the medic hissed, "But it is now."
Ironhide fingered the energon line attached to his arm to avoid looking at his bond-mate. Ratchet stepped forward suddenly and Ironhide started when the medic's fingers gripped his chin and tilted it upward so he could look into his optics.
"That was selfish of you, you slagger."
"I know."
"Do you have any idea what was going through my processor when I found you in stasis lock from energon depletion?" Ratchet demanded and when Ironhide offered no answer, he continued, "I thought that I should have seen right through you when you told me that you were uninjured. I thought that I should have hauled your sorry, oversized aft to the medbay and immediately checked you over when you said you were fine, just to make sure. But I didn't, Ironhide," Ratchet spat, "Because I trusted you when you said you were okay. I won't do that anymore."
Ironhide nodded in defeat, focusing his optics on the floor. He gave a grunt of surprise when Ratchet wrapped his arms around his shoulders and buried his head in his neck plating.
"You scared me," the medic murmured.
