Hey guys I know it's been a LONG time. Life kind of ran me over lol but I'm back and I swear that I AM GOING TO FINISH THIS STORY! So I hope y'all enjoy and maybe we'll figure out who discovered Ratchet's secret ;).

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers

Dust kicked up in the wind, as Ratchet sped through the desert as fast as he could. He did not know how long he had been driving or where he was going for that matter. All he could think about was what he had seen in that little screen. TWO sparklings, and not just any sparklings it was the child of TWO deceptions. He shifted gears and accelerated, he was so lost in his own thoughts. That he did not realized the presence of two mechs, until suddenly a huge forced slammed into him from the side. He spun out of control, but managed to keep from tipping. He tilted his rear view mirrors, and his spark froze with fear. It was two vechicons, both transformed into their alt forms, one was black with glowing blood red rims. The other one was bigger with the usually purple coat, but had glowing green rims. They began to approach him, he knew if he drove away right now he wouldn't be able to out-drive them. But maybe he could have a chance fighting them hand to hand. It was risky but he had no choice right now. With a final rev of his engines, he transformed and readied himself. The vechicons looked at each other, and then rushed him, long swords extending from their wrists. Ratchet stared in surprise and barely avoided the first swipe aimed towards his neck. He jumped back he blocked another attack and three the vechickn back, he saw the other one come at him from his blind side he turned to swing at the attacker. But at the last moment it ducked under his blade and rammed its elbow into his stomach. He gasped in pain and stumbled back, panicked he gripped his stomach on reflex, and received another blow this time to his face plate. He fell back and landed on the ground, by this time Ratchet was in full flight mode, he tried scrambled away, but a pede slammed itself down into his back strut keeping him in place. He winced at the pain, and as the edge of a blade barely grazed his neck cables, he left out a pathetic whimper.

This is He thought why did you have to be so fragging stupid!

He cursed himself and froze as the blade lifted from his neck. His breathing became louder and faster, as images of the blade coming down and cutting through him filled his professor. Suddenly the weight was lifted off him, followed by the sound of metal crashing into metal. He hesitantly looked over his shoulder and sighed in relief. Breakdown now had both of the vechicon in his grasp and dragged them to him, a huge from on his face. Ratchet's frame shuddered, and he looked away not wanting to see the gruesome sight. As he did a digit slid under his chin and lifted it up.

"Tsk tsk what are we going to do with you." purred a familiar sexy voice. His frame shuddered as the other servo not gripping his chin trailed down his chestplate, to his interface panel rubbing his valve panel.

"Ah...Knockout," he whimpered, and gripped his servo. "W-what about ah B-Break-." he was cut off by Knockout's lip smashing into his. He left out another moan as Knockout's servo continued to massaged his burning panels. Ratchet began to sink into the sensations, but grimaced as he heard the sickening sound of limbs being ripped off. "Knockout wait." he tried pushing the decepticon away, but the speedster was persistent, and pushed the older much down into his back struts.

"Just focus on me Ratchet." he pureed again rubbing his digits down the sides of the other medic, and then leaned down kissing, his neck cables and then making his way down.

"That's easy for you to say." Ratchet grumbled but then gasped as Knockout kissed his inner thighs and then the panels of his valve panels. He trembled as the drag racer licked a burning line up and down.

"Come one Ratchet open up." he continued to licked and rub, building Ratchet's arousal.

Ratchet's core temperature was beginning to rise, causing his cooling fans to kick in. He relaxed, opening his panels. He gasped as he felt Knockout's digits spread the lips of his wet valve exposing his interface equipment to the cool air. Knockout licked his lips watching as a thin line of lubricant dripped into a puddle on the ground, Ratchet squirmed as he could practically feel the drag racer's intense gaze on his valve.

"Stop staring already!" he snapped, he suddenly felt something warm splatter on his face plate. "What the-" he stopped realizing what it was.

"Oops my bad." Breakdown said as he approached the two dropping the bottom half of one of the vechicons.

"Primus please tell me that this isn't what I think it is." he growled.

"Oh but it is," Knockout snickered, rubbing his exterior node, while his glossa licked the sensitive lining before dipping into his valve.

Ratchet moaned loudly and gripped the speedster's helm trying to push him away. "Knockout stop it!" he continued to to try and squirm away but Knockout kept him in place gripping his hips, and continued attacking sensitive clusters of nodes in his valve. "Knockout stop-" he stopped, as Breakdown grabbed his wrists in one servo and pinned them above his head.

"Just sit back and enjoy yourself." Breakdown grinned, licking off energon off the autobot's cheek.

Ratchet grimaced, but whimpered as two of Knockout's digits pumped themselves in and out of his valve. Breakdown watched with hungry eyes, his panel becoming uncomfortably tight, with a growl he extended his thick spike and rubbed it against Ratchet's cheek. "Come one Ratchet." he urged rubbing the head against the autobot's lips, and let out a groan as wet warmth enveloped his spike. "That's right baby," he gripped Ratchet's helm and rocked his hips forcing the medic to take on more, Ratchet forced himself to relax, and bobbed his helm taking in more and more of the decepticon into his intake. Ratchet groaned pathetically as Knockout slipped his fingers from his valve and rested back onto his knees.

Ratchet released Breakdown's spike from his intake, and continued to pump it furiously, looking at Kncokout with begging optics. "Come on hurry up" trying to keep desperation out of his voice, but failed miserably.

"Easy Ratchy," he said, watching Ratchet's face go from begging to annoyed. He looked at Breakdown nodding, and the two cons switched positions. Breakdown now sat between the older mech's thighs, wrapping them around his waist. Ratchet watched with hungry optics, as Breakdown rubbed his spike against his valve.

"B-Breakdown mhm." Ratchet moaned, bucking his hips, hoping it would encourage the con.

"Come on sweetspark," Breakdown teased, pressing the head against the small opening. "What do you-" he was cut off by Ratchet's servos gripping his helm and smashed their lips into a heated kiss.

"Just frag me already!" he snapped.

Breakdown and Knockout stared at him with wide optics before bursting into laughter.

Primus I love it when you get like this." Breakdown said, as he began to push into Ratchet's ambulance moaned weakly as the thick spike stretched him, it caused a slight sting of pain but was quickly overcome by immense pleasure as the tip rubbed against his ceiling node.

"O-oh Primus ah so f-full." he bit his bottom lip and gripped the blue con's wrists. "Please Breakdown.." he didn't have to say anything else before the mech pulled out and then rammed back into forcing a loud cry from Ratchet's lips. Breakdown ontinued thrusting relentlessly into the wet valve, a familiar tightening sensation forming at the base of his spike. Knockout watched with glowing optics as he reached down to rub the ambulance's neglected exterior node, causing him to mewl loudly and squirm.

"Don't forget about me Ratchy." he said voice filled with lust, as he pressed his push his spike into Ratchet's intake.

Despite a cock in his mouth Ratchet's noises continued to get louder an intense overload began to build up. With a final pinch to his to his exterior node Ratchet came undone, his mouth opened in a silent scream as his overload slammed into him. Breakdown soon followed after letting out an animalistic snarl as he overloaded into the medic's clenching valve. They stayed like that until Knockout let out an irritated noise.

"I'm still here Ratchet." Ratchet weakly rolled into his side and took the speedster's spike into his intake. It didn't take long until the con's spike pulsed and with a loud groan Knockout overloaded down Ratchet's throat forcing him to swallow.

Pulling back Ratchet glared at him wiping his mouth with the back of his servo. "You know I hate it when you do that." he grumbled.

Knockout merely chuckled, "You know you love me."

Ratchet rolled his eyes but let Breakdown pull him against his chest plates and nuzzle his neck cables. "Yeah right, now help me clean up."

"Maybe we should just leave you like this," Knockout teased, but gestured to Breakdown who pulled out a cleaning cloth and began to whip away the mess. Once he clean Ratchet stood up and stretched his limbs, "I should get back to base..." he trailed off seeing disappointment on the two con's face plates.

"Aww we were having so much fun." Knockout pouted, but then gave him kiss on the cheek. "We'll see you soon Ratchy." Ratchet grumbled at the nickname, but went over to Breakdown giving him another kiss before transforming and driving away. By the time Ratchet had reached base it was almost midnight, and he knew everyone would be resting. But as he passed Bumblebee's room he could see the light still on and he shook his head.

Kids these days... he thought to himself and walked into his chambers, seeing the device still on the floor he picked it up deleting the results and then threw it back into the drawer. Suddenly a hand grabbed him by the neck tightly, and slammed him into the wall. Adrenaline pumped through his fuel lines as he tried breaking free from the steel hold. But the figure tightened his grip crumbling the metal, and began to slam him into the wall over and over again.

"You traitor!" the voice snarled and twisted him around painfully, before punching him.

"W-Wheeljack!?" he sputtered, trying to block the ongoing attacks.

Wheeljack growled and gripped his throat again, "how could you do this to us?" Ratchet didn't need to ask what he was talking about. He already knew.

"Wheeljack..please." his optics softened, "let me explain!"

He didn't think Wheeljack would release but he did almost cautiously as if Ratchet would lash out.

Ratchet gulped suiting down in the edge of his berth. "It all began on mission..." he started.

There ya guys go! I decided to end it here and have the next chapter like a flashback on how it all started:) Sorry if it's got a lot of mistakes I'm a little rusty, and I'm doing it from my phone. So that means I need a beta! And a good one too cause I feel as there were a lot mistakes. So feel free to DM me if there are any so I can fix them :) I hope you guys enjoyed it :)