Chapter 13

Anticipation

Note: this one had a excellent end point sorry it's so short, I promise the next one will be longer then usual. Reviewer of the day is: C (I always keep my promises) I'm glad you like Ratchet, I wanted him to be a sweet guy. Yes he's usually a tuff no nonsense bot but I'd imagine how all this would change him. The war is over. But now he never had so much pressure to just be a Doctor. It would stand to reason he'd become this stressed sweet heart that just wants to heal the world of its scars. Unfortunately it's not that simple. Also yes Closelens's suffering is delicious... oh and don't worry next chapter will be the one... and you bet Jazz will deliver. After all Jazz had one rule that Closelens broke. The rest would have to go in spoilers.

Closelens P.O.V

Ratchet was gentle, he placed a simple weld on the cut that should heal by the end of the day. Afterward he pulled up a stool and sat close to me and carefully put his hand on my shoulder.

"Jazz just commed me, he'll be here in a short while." Ratchet said making my tank sink. I put my helm in my hands and just focus on venting.

Jazz was coming for me...

I erupted in tears again Ratchet petted my shoulder soothingly, he pulled something out of a nearby drawer.

It was a peace of energon candy.

Primus, the irony.

"These are normally for sparklings, but I think you need one," he said giving me a thoughtful look, With a shaky servo I plucked it from him.

"C-can I eat it by my self?" I asked not know the procedure here, Ratchet looked confused.

"Knock yourself out," he said watching me unwrap the wired gelatin orange treat. I was free to eat it however I wanted. The very concept made feel a rush of excitement. I plopped it in and chewed it, as a sort to "Frag you Jazz!" Not that I'd ever tell him. Just the idea made me happy.

But I was reminded of my sadness but didn't want to cry again. I wiped the tears from my optics and vented slowly.

"Thank you sir, it was delicious," I said not wanting to forget my manners.

"It's ok kid," he pause for a moment to consider what to say next. "Closelens, I want to help you but I didn't know if I can stop him. I know what he's like... but I can prepare you at least what to expect."

I looked up at him scared

"I don't want him to hurt me," I said almost in pain

"I know kid, but this might help make it less... intense. You ran away from me when you thought I'd hurt you. You can not do that with him, you need to let him get what he wants. He's a master torcher, if he get what he want he'll be inclined to be less... forceful. He won't tell you what he's going to do to you until he's moments away from doing it. That how he'll keep tension high. But you can't fight him, it'll just frustrate him. Jazz likes bagging, but remember that he probably heard it all so you need to be creative. Don't promise him stuff, tell him everything you've done. Remind him how good you have been." Ratchet said serious, my mind was having issues keeping track. The tears came back as I just thought of all the horrible things that could happen.

"I'm trying," I sobbed feeling myself panic. "I'm trying sooo hard to be what he wants me to be. I can't let him take me,"

"No, he won't let you run. You need to do what he says, he needs to see it. You can do this," Ratchet said "I've tried sitting in on his sessions more then once and I know what he's like. I promise you'll survive, he'll get nothing from killing you."

I felt my spark flicker violently, I needed to here this but I didn't want to listen to it. I wanted Ratchet to fight for me like he did against Springer, I wanted to hide wherever he hid Astrotrain.

And that when I heard a knock on the door.

I froze.

Ratchet looked at me.

"Please sir, don't open it for Primus's sake, p-please I'm... I-I not really," I begged softly optics full of terror. He looked at me and whispered...

"I'll talk to him for a moment. Just... just try to calm yourself."

He got up and went to the door. I clenched the rapper in my hand choosing to hide it in my substance to play with later. He opened it and I saw my Master there standing casually.

My mind went dark, my body stiff and cold not wanting to be here.

They left the room to talk

Ratchet's P.O.V

"What's up doc, is he ok?" Jazz joked I openly groaned.

"Jazz, he's not sick. But I need you to know what you plan to do to him," I said firmly

"Oh no, Ratchet. Did he convince you to come out her and- I'm sorry I'll-" Jazz said making for the door. I pushed him lightly back.

"No He didn't convince me to be his champion or anything. But I don't want you to hurt him like did the others... do I make myself clear."

Jazz's visor went a shade darker.

"Ratchet-" he started to say almost hurt.

"You promised me it would never happen again, do you hear... you swore on your life that you'd never-" I started but he interrupted

"And I meant it," he said without hiding any of the emotion in his voice. "Ratchet I swear I'd never, never again. I'm better now, I know I'm still... I'm still a messed up, I know how horrible I still am. I literally came crawling to you for help and I'd never betray you. Pits Ratch, I even came clean to Prime. I even promised Closelens the first day he got here I wouldn't. Never again..." Jazz said on the verge of tears. But he quickly composed himself. With his visor it was always hard to read him.

"I want him back, please." Jazz said in a more Jazzish tone. I vented...

"Alright... I trust you," I said

"I can't stop you from hurting him... But if ANYTHING happens to that Mech... anything remotely like before and I will hunt you down," I said slowly so he got me loud and clear.

"I'd hope you would." He said opining the door seeing Closelens down on his knees with his helm bowed.

"And please..." I said sadly "go easy on him, he's scared..."

"Good, he should be,"

Jazz put him on a leash letting him get up and walk pass me. His trembling frame looked up at me for a moment...

The fear was never more real. I tightened my fist so I wouldn't reach for him. I offline my optics and said to myself...

I helped him the best I could, I told him everything I know.

The kid was in Jazz's hands...

End note: next chapter...

I'm excited for...

Also I got to spill a peek of Jazz history, but yeah... Jazz used to be very very bad person. I can't wait to explore...