A/N Your wish is my command, here's another chapter.
"Get in," Jazz hologram said, opening the driver's door, I quickly went inside and we rushed at high speed toward a military base just in time for me to see Ratchet and Jolt pulling Ironhides body from Optimus trailer. I opened the driver's door and ran toward Bumblebee.
"What happened?" I asked, as I watched Ratchet and Jolt carrying his body to the med bay.
"Lockdown" Bumblebee said, quietly.
"Is he going to be alright?" I asked, the fear within my voice unconcealed.
For a few minutes there was a silence before, Bumblebee finally spoke. "I hope so," he said, as he turned and walked away.
I turned my head and look inside Optimus ' trailer and what I saw horrified me; the entire interior of the trailer was covered in Energon. On the floor was a large pool of Energon; sides of the trailer were spattered with Energon, even the ceiling contained energonstains. The scene looked like in a horror movie. I felt sick to my stomach and I knew I was going to throw up. Covering my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't throw up; I ran inside the base and toward the bathroom.
I swung the door open and rushed into the nearest bathroom stall, I knelt down placing my hands on either side of the toilet and threw up. No one can survive such a large loss of Energon I thought to myself as I leaned against the wall. I heard the bathroom door open.
"Sandra?" A male voice, called me. It was Jazz.
"Over here, " I said.
"Are you alright?" he asked, coming closer to me.
"Marvelous" I said, leaning my head against the wall and closing my eyes.
"You sure?"
"Yeah," I said, before I felt that I'm going to throw up again; I turned to the toilet and threw up.
"What is that strange sound?" he asked.
"That strange sound is me throwing up."
"Are you sick?"
"No," I said. "I saw Optimus trailer."
"Why did you do that?"
"I don't know; do you have any news about Ironhide?"
"No, he is in the med bay. Ratchet and Jolt are working on him."
"Jazz…" I started, swallowing my saliva and taking a deep breath.
"Yes?"
"Is he going to die?"
"That old aft; no of course not, he is going to be alright. You will see," Jazz said.
I knew he was lying.
"Jazz, I know you're lying to me, tell me the truth."
Silence…..
"I don't know Sandra, I really don't."
"I want to see him."
"I don't think that's a good idea right now, and beside Ratchet will not allow you to come inside his med bay."
"I will deal with Ratchet. Just take me to the med bay, please" I begged him.
"Alright come," he said, helping me to my feet.
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Outside the med bay
I was sitting alone outside the med-bay for several hours now. Jazz only brought me here and quickly walked away not wanting to risk a wrench in his helm. But I didn't care. As I sat there, different thoughts and emotions were swirling through my head. "What if he dies?" A voice in my head said. "No, he won't. He is strong and tough," another voice said. "Even strong and tough people die," the first voice said. I pushed those thoughts away.
I started to bite my nails; I did that only when I'm stressed or extremely concerned. Jazz's story and what happened made me realize how much I really care about him. It's funny how something bad must happen to make us realize that we care about someone. Finally the door of the med bay opened and Ratchet stepped out; he looked tired. I jumped off the chair and ran toward him.
"Ratchet!" I yelled.
He stopped and looked down at me.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, firmly.
"I came to see if Ironhide is ok," I said. "How is he? Is he alright?" I asked.
"He's stable for now, but his injuries are severe and he lost a lot of Energon," he began. " I had to put in him in an artificial stasis lock."
"But he is going to be alright?"
"I can't tell you that for sure; I did everything in my power. The rest is on him and Primus."
"Can I see him?" I asked.
"I don't think that's a good idea. What you see in there might shock you."
"I don't care, I have to see him."
"As you wish," he said as he kneeled in front of me and reached out his hand for me to climb up. I climbed up and Ratchet stood up; he walked into the med bay; but nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to see. As we entered I saw Ironhide lying on a medic berth attached to several machines; the tubes were coming out of different parts of his body. His right foot was crushed to smithereens and he was missing his left arm. His armor was littered with dents and scratches and covered in energonspains. Some of Energon were around his mouth.
"My God," I whispered, covering my mouth with my hand as I looked him. He must have been coughing up Energon. I felt my eyes fill up with tears and my throat tightens. Don't cry, don't cry, I thought to myself trying to calm down.
"How long until he wakes from stasis lock?" I asked, turning to look at Ratchet.
"It's hard to say, but I will be by his side until he wakes up and I will personally keep you updated on his condition."
I shook my head before I spoke.
"No, I will stay here with you; we will take shifts to watch over him, " I said. "I will take the first shift. You go, you need to sleep"
"Sandra…." Ratchet started, narrowing his optics at me, but I cut him off.
"I know what are you going to say, but my decision is final" I said.
Ratchet's optics softened a little. He knew that there was no way of changing my mind.
"Alright, " he said as he put me down next to Ironhide."But take this, " he said, giving me walkie talkie ."If his condition changes you will inform me straight away, do you understand?"
"Yes."
Ratchet turned and walked out. I curled up next to Ironhide's hand; leaning my head on the cold metal.
"Please don't die on me," I whispered to him, before falling asleep hoping that he heard me.
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