Hello readers of fanfiction! Sooooo sorry I was late again but it's a longer chapter. Hope you all like it! :-)
Bluestreak woke up to a throbbing pain in his prossesor and a ceiling that didn't belong to his quarters. After staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment, he remembered that he had been checked into the medbay. He sighed to himself and Nova heard him.
"Morning" she said to him with fake cheerfulness.
"Morning" he said, not bothering to try and hide the sadness he felt. "How's it going?"
"Fine, the antivirus is coming along. I haven't found the right code but I'm getting closer." She said. "How about you?"
"As good as I can be right now." He responded. "Do they know?"
"About your virus, yeah. Ratchet told everyone last night after you collapsed in the rec room. Ironhide looked like he was about to have a panic attack. Thought that he caused it by stressing you out." She said with a small smirk, however, any traces of the smirk faded away and she asked Bluestreak "Are you scared?"
"No" he said honestly. Since his diagnosis, he had thought about it and decided that even though there would always be a small part of him that was afraid, he truly believed that Ratchet and Nova would come through with an antivirus and help him beat this illness.
"Why?" she asked him.
"I trust you and Ratchet. You'll figure it out. I know you will." He replied.
"I hope so." She said. "Oh! I forgot to mention, Ratchet did some more research on Cybervexium and it turns out that you'll fall into a comma at a certain point during the corse of the virus, antivirus or not. That's why even if I develop the antivirus, there's a chance you won't survive.
"Awesome" he said sarcasticly. "Then who's going to remind Prowl to have his rations." He joked.
"Oh my Primus! You must be starving! I can't believe that I forgot about your rations! I'm such an idiot! She exclaimed.
"You're not an idiot." Bluestreak said.
"Yes I am but that's not the point right now. I'll hook you up to an IV." She told him.
" No, I want to drink my energon until I can't process it on my own." He said.
"Bluestreak, I don't know if your strong enough." Said Nova.
"It's fine, I'll manage" he insisted.
"Alright" she said. She then raised the head of Bluestreak's berth so that he was almost sitting upright. Then she went and got a cube of medical grade energon from the dispenser in the corner of the room. She walked back over to Bluestreak and handed the cube to him. Bluestreak took it, his arm and hand shaking because he was so weak, and brought it up to his lips and attempted to drink. However, all he managed to do was spill 75% of what he had tried to get in his mouth, on himself.
Nova sighed and sat down on the edge of the berth, next to Bluestreak, facing him. She took the cube from him and put it on the table next to the berth. Then she said "Here, let me help you." She took the cube off the table and brought it to his lips and tilted it up slightly so he could drink. Once he took a drink, she took the cube away from his faceplates. He swallowed and said "Thanks". Nova helped him take another sip and after he swallowed again he said "I feel so damn helpless".
"You wanted to drink your energon. Remember?" Nova said with a smirk.
"I think the IV would have been better." He said with a smirk of his own. With Nova's help, he finished the cube and pair was left sitting on the berth with each other. "Well that was humiliating" said Bluestreak.
"I wasn't having much fun either." Nova said now truly smiling.
Bluestreak gave a soft chuckle but was soon wracked with violent coughs. No matter how hard he tried BLuestreak couldn't get oxygen to enter his intakes, he couldn't stop coughing. Even though Cybertronians don't need oxygen in the same way humans did, they still needed it to survive. All Nova could do was pull him into an embrace and rub his back in hopes that it would help. Eventually the coughing subsided and Bluestreak was left with a dazed look on his face. The coughing fit had taken a lot out of him.
"Maybe you should rest." Nova said softly, laying Bluestreak back against the berth.
Bluestreak managed a small nod and then Nova lowered the head of the berth back to a 'lying down' position. "This is virus gonna be tough for everyone. Poor Blue." Nova thought.
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