Hot Shot's girl: Yea . . . you can tell what I was listening to last chp ;P. Anyways here's the next chp so enjoy. My sister said I should end the whole story here, but I'm like THAT'D SUCK and THEY'D HATE ME!! SO I decided to go my own way and keep this pretty long, but not too long. Let's just say it's not ending here :)

Ratchet nearly ran back to the Disaster Recovery facility. Once there he burst through the doors and came up to the front desk demanding for Arcee. The femme at the front desk nearly jumped out of her armor seeing him like this. She tried to get him to calm down knowing Arcee was still in a fragile state since last night and so Ratchet shouted—

"Look I was ORDERED to come here and see her!"

"Well I'll show you to her room, but I don't know if she wants to see you," said the femme as she let him down the halls towards Arcee's room.

"I have to talk to her," said Ratchet following the femme.

Once they got to her room the light green femme knocked lightly on the door and asked for her.

"Arcee . . . someone's here to see you," she said lightly.

"Who is it?" sniffed Arcee, apparently still saddened.

"It's me, Ratchet," said Ratchet with a light smile.

"GO AWAY!!" cried Arcee not wanting anything to do with him.

"I'm sorry," said the light green femme looking at Ratchet. "She may be in here for weeks."

"Don't be, it's not your fault," sighed Ratchet as the femme left him alone to wallow outside Arcee's room.

And so Ratchet stayed by her door side just listening to her sobs. He broke her spark and he had nothing to say for it. He just wanted to her to understand he wasn't—couldn't be there for her always because of war. He bowed his head and shuffled his feet as he sighed out—

"Arcee will you hear me out?"

"Why should I when you didn't hear me out?!" cried Arcee.

"I did Arcee it's just—" started Ratchet.

"Just go away!! I want to be left alone!!" she cried.

"Alright Arcee," said Ratchet shaking his head and placing his hand gently on her door. "I just want you to know I'll be leaving in a few weeks . . . I'll miss you and . . . I—"

At that Ratchet stopped. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't just plainly say 'I love you' 'cause he didn't know if he truly did. It had only been a couple months since they knew each other. It was too soon to say and he always wanted to know for sure if his feelings for her were true before he told her and so he said—

"Care about you and want to best for you."

At that he turned and left. He could still hear her crying from down the hall and he walked away. Well he came back to say he was sorry, but he wanted to say it to her face. What would he say to Ultra Magnus now?

"She didn't want to see you?" asked Ultra Magnus.

"No, I think . . . I broke her spark," said Ratchet.

"Then go back and keep trying!" said Ultra Mangus catching Ratchet by surprise as he said this.

Ratchet's optics widened a bit as Ultra Magnus said this. He was serious about this and wanted him to right his wrong before he couldn't anymore. He was getting ready to go back to war and perhaps die. Death never gave you a chance to right any wrong.

Even though Ratchet was a good soldier he wasn't that good to stay alive long enough. Few have to right to say that. Ratchet understood this and so shook his head and promised he wouldn't give up to see her.

"Is Arcee here?" asked Ratchet the next day.

"Yes, but—" started the femme.

"I can't give up on her if you can understand," said Ratchet softly.

The femme understood and so shook her head in agreement and let him go see her. Arcee was still in her room and so Ratchet tried talking to her only to have her cry.

"Why don't you just go back to war!!"

"I will soon enough, but I want to spend what's left of my time with you," said Ratchet.

"Well I DON'T!" she cried.

"I see," sighed Ratchet dropping his shoulders. "At least hearing your voice . . . gets me through the day."

At that Ratchet left and once he had Arcee ran to open the door only to find him gone. She soon shut the door and went back to crying her spark out. The next day Ratchet returned and the days after that. Soon Arcee begun to stop crying, but said nothing.

Ratchet wanted to hear her voice, but she wouldn't speak to him. He knew he would be gone for many years in war and didn't want to forget the sound of her sweet loving voice, but she wouldn't help him remember. This sunk his spark, but in his last week he continued to come and try to see her. She wouldn't see him though.

The last day came and he prayed to Primus she'd see him. He had something planned for her he thought she'd like. He hoped she'd like. But first she needed to come out of her room.

"Is Arcee here?" asked Ratchet coming up to the front desk.

This time, instead of a frown the light green femme smiled and flicked her optics forward for him to look. Ratchet turned and saw Arcee standing there with her head bowed and hands folded. She finally came out of her room! Ratchet slowly came to her and asked her quietly—

"Arcee . . . will you come with me this evening?"

"For what Dr.?" she asked looking up at him with still so sad optics.

"I want to show you something," he let out a smile.

And so Ratchet took Arcee out to a place he knew was quiet and peaceful. It was close to the war to think of it, but far enough away from it to feel safe. Once there Arcee gasped seeing Ratchet had prepared an evening picnic for her. She couldn't help but lightly smile at it as Ratchet led her to the spot she was to sit.

And so they enjoyed their picnic, but Arcee enjoyed it the most as she saw the sun seting. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Ratchet loved watching her smile. He wanted to remember her for that.

"Thank-you Ratchet," she said turning to him. "It means a lot to me."

"I know," said Ratchet placing his hand on top of hers.

Arcee just looked down at their hands and her expression turned to sadness knowing Ratchet probably didn't feel the same way she did, but anger swelled up inside her remembering how Ratchet though she didn't know how to love. What a fool, but soon Ratchet began to speak.

"Arcee I'm leaving tomorrow and wanted to let you know how you feel about it," he said.

"You already know that answer," she scoffed turning her head away from him.

"Well just to let you know Arcee when I go into battle again I want to remember you for your kindness and love," said Ratchet.

"Me too," she whispered to herself.

"Arcee," sighed Ratchet sitting upright apparently uncomfortable. "I . . . I—"

Arcee turned to look at the medic who couldn't find the right words to say. It was cute at the moment, but she wanted to know what he had to say and wondered what it was.

"I . . . love you Arcee," he finally admitted.

Not a moment too soon afterwards Arcee threw herself on Ratchet and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and lips on his. Ratchet was always the late one at everything. His optics widened a bit and his hands almost flew up in protest at this quick movement, but he stopped and soon wrapped his own arms around her. He never though in a billion years he'd fall in love with someone he once lost.

Arcee probably wouldn't have expected it either. But now she loved him and knew that he loved her. She just wanted to stay like this forever. Their first kiss lasted long till Arcee began to cry.

Her spark couldn't take in anymore and so she rubbed her head into his chest and let out her sad emotions. He was leaving her when they had just fell in love. She wanted him to stay, was it wrong to be selfish? Was it wrong to want him to stay longer and alive longer?

Soon it was night and Arcee had cried herself to sleep. Ratchet then took her back and let her recharge. No matter how tight she clung onto him she had to let him go. After that day Ratchet returned to Ultra Magnus and told him he righted his wrong.

Ultra Magnus was glad that he did so and that Arcee was turning back into a normal transformer. Afterwards It was time for Ratchet to pack up and head for war. Just like any other day. Back at the facility a sad Arcee woke up to find Ratchet not next to her.

She got up in a hurry and, no matter what, ran out of the facility trying to find him before he was gone forever. She knew they were all bording up at the space station and so ran as fast as she could there. It wasn't too far, but she prayed she wasn't too late. Once she got there she looked around in a haste for him.

Her spark sank the more she couldn't see him. She kept searching and her hopes began to sink. Ratchet on the other hand just waited to ship off on the ship, when out of the window he saw a pink and white femme so out of place there. His optics widened as he gasped—

"Arcee?!"

He then got out of his seat and yelled for her.

"ARCEE!!" he called, but she couldn't hear him.

He then saw her bow her head and drop her shoulders. She turned and soon started leaving. He couldn't just let her leave like that.

"NO!!" he cried running towards the door. "WAIT!! ARCEE!!"

The ship was about to take off when a certain 'bot halted it. Arcee heard the news and so turned to see who it was. She then saw a couple of mechs being pushed aside as a young medic 'bot with red and white colors came running up to her and calling her name.

"ARCEE!!" he called after her.

"Ratchet!" she smiled in disbelief. "RATCHET!!"

Once he came to her he took her in his arms and embraced her so tightly. Arcee took no time to give him one last good-bye kiss. Afterwards crying for him to stay.

"I can't," he cried his spark longing to be with her.

"But I love you!" she cried hugging him close.

"And I you!" he said holding her for dear life.

"Then I'll wait for you," she said looking into his optics.

"No, don't do that," said Ratchet. "I might die and I want you to move on and find another and have plently of sparklings."

"I can't though Ratchet," she cried shaking her head.

"Please, do it for me," said Ratchet. "I don't want you to be miserable because of me."

"I can never," she said with a smile as she rubbed her head on his neck. "Look for me when you return."

Ratchet knew it could be in milliennias, but he knew Arcee would remember him and wait. Ratchet sighed and shook his head even though he didn't like it. He then kissed her on the forehead and gave her one last tight hug. She then let go and watched Ratchet board.

She placed her hand on her spark and then outstretched it to him signifying he had his spark. Ratchet smiled and placed his hand on his spark signaling he'd gladly keep it. Once the doors shut the ship took off and Arcee swore that day she'd wait for him no matter what and even in death . . . she'd wait. Now both looked forward to the day when they saw each other again and held each other in their arms.

"That's . . . so . . . beautiful!!" cried Bulkhead. "Did you ever see each other again?!"

"That story . . . is just comin' up," said Ratchet with a smile seeing all the young 'bots so entranced in his life story.

Hot Shot's girl: Aw man I'm listening to Anywhere by Evanescence and am totally saddened now. Well I hoped you liked it. See my sister wanted me to end it there and I'm like 'Uh-ah!' besides . . . you guys would have killed me ;P Till next chp bye.