Author: Ratchet'sapprentice
Category: Movies Transformers
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, just Sky.
Genre(s): Romance/Humour
Pairing(s): Ratchet/OC
Rating: M
Summary: Ratchet has been hurt and is in need of a medic. But what will happen when the medic that is assigned, is a femme that he has had his optics on for quite some time now?
Title: Love In The Medical Bay
Warning(s): None.
Chapter 2: One month on.
It's been about a month since Sky entered the Autobot base and became Ratchet's assisstant. Optimus keeps checking up on her, Mudflap and Skids keep trying to chat her up. Ironhide keeps making the twins pay. Ratchet and Sky are getting on like a house on fire. Well that was until the femme walked in to the medical bay one morning.
Ratchet had been doing some work, late into the night, and he had also had a bit of trouble with some pain. Of course, when Sky walked into the med bay, the CMO was in recharge. She did try to be quiet, but she guessed that it just wasn't to be, as there were parts all over the floor, which Ratchet had said that he would clean up.
Unfortunately, the femme walked into one of these parts, alerting the medic to her presence. He woke up and transformed, groggily.
"Oops sorry Ratchet" apologised Sky, before picking up the offending item on the floor.
Ratchet waved it off, but then looked at something on the wall.
Sky knew what he wanted, no, needed to do.
"You want me to leave?" She asked.
The CMO shook his head.
"No, no I can wait" he said.
Sky however, knew how bad that could be on the waste tank.
"You really should not hold it you know" she said.
Ratchet huffed.
"Yes, and I should not be getting advice from a femme" he snapped.
Sky was taken aback.
'When did he start being moody towards me?' She asked herself.
Sky was quiet after that, she just got on with cleaning up the floor, although, she did utter a small apology.
"Sorry I spoke" she said, in a very unsarcastic voice.
Ratchet then noticed that he had snapped at the femme.
"I apologise for snapping at you, it was not called for" he apologised.
Sky smiled sadly.
"It is ok Ratchet" she said.
The femme continued to clean up the floor, when Ratchet's hand landed on hers, it made her spark flutter in its casing, and by the looks of it, it also did something special to him too. she was then the one who pulled her hand away, light purple creeping at the edges of her optics, Ratchet's optics mirroring hers.
Of course, Sky smiled slightly.
"Sorry" she muttered.
Ratchet did the same, and they got on with what ever they were doing. Sky cleaning up the floor, and Ratchet filing reports, although, he couldn't stop looking at the femme, but he noticed that she was not looking back at him.
It was unfortunate that he really had to void waste, his need was becoming rather urgent. Of course, Sky had offered to leave if he needed to go, but he didn't want to send her off, especially after the way his spark reacted when they accidently touched hands a moment ago.
He knew that Sky was right, he shouldn't be holding it, that could damage his waste tank. But to just have the femme to look at, she was beautiful, but something that he couldn't have at all, and he knew it. She was here to help him with his work, not his personal problems.
After a while, Ratchet was beginning to move uncomfortably in his seat, occasionally glancing over to the waste extractor on the wall. Sky could detect his discomfort and decided to ask her earlier question again.
"Do you want me to leave?" But yet again.
Ratchet shook his head, there was no way that he was losing this femme. No way in Pit.
Sky was becoming increasingly frustrated, she couldn't figure out what went where, and Ratchet heard her mumble something about medics and their clenliness.
"Here" said Ratchet getting up from his seat.
Only he felt a drop of processed energon ooze from the tip of his interface.
This made him grimace, he knew that he was going to have an accident soon.
The black and red femme noticed this facial expression and told him to sit down.
"Just tell me where to put it" she said.
Ratchet was grateful that she would stay with him, but little did he know, that Sky was actually waiting for him to get up and run over to the waste extractor in a panic and begin to void waste.
Of course, that wouldn't happen, Ratchet was too much of a gentleman to do that sort of thing, he would rather wait until he was alone than to void waste in front of someone. But his need was becoming excruciatingly urgent, and he needed to void waste NOW!
Sky growled when she sensed Ratchet tense up.
"Ratchet, either you get your aft in front of that waste extractor now, or I will personally come over there, rip your codpiece off and put you in front of it" she said.
Ratchet didn't want to tell her how much he wanted her to do exactly that, but it seemed that she was very much like him.
After a five minute staring contest with Sky, Ratchet gave up.
He got up (slowly) and walked over to the waste extraction unit.
He then unclipped his codpiece, and began to void waste, or he at least tried to void waste.
But it wasn't going in his favour, he just couldn't go.
"Frag it" he muttered.
Unlucky for him, this didn't go unnoticed by Sky.
She walked over to him and sighed.
"That's what you get for holding it to the point of extreme desperation" she said.
Ratchet grumbled something in Cybertronian, then he forgot that Sky was Cybertronian too.
"Frag" he said as he began to try and contract his muscle cables.
Sky rolled her optics, stood behind the medic and put her hands above his interface unit.
"What are you doing Sky?" Asked Ratchet.
The femme sighed.
"I'm helping you, now contract your muscle cables again" she said.
Ratchet did exactly that, and when he did, he felt Sky push down on his wase tank.
After two minutes of this, Ratchet gave a sigh of relief as the processed energon streamed out of his interface unit.
"Thank you Sky" he said.
The femme grunted and walked off.
"Just don't try any more of your smart move tactics again Ratchet" she said.
Ah, so she had picked up on his attraction to her, now to just get her to accept it.
Of course this wasn't going to be easy, first of all, she was rather closed to any type of relationship, or so he thought. Second, it seemed that she wasn't really interested in him, even though she had blushed earlier when their hands accidently touched. Third, she was way out of his league. So how was he to get this femme to like him?
A/N: Okay, so here's the second chapter, I hope you like it. Please review?
Next Chapter: Plans for attracting femmes.