*Welcome back! Imma just dive on in!*
a few days later*
It was a quiet Saturday morning in the Autobot base. The weather outside had darkened and the first few flakes of snow began to fall from the sky, signaling the start of winter. Inside the base most were still recharging from an exciting Friday night out. Bumblebee had decided to challenge Arcee and Bulkhead to a race, tearing up the outskirts of the town while Optimus stood watch. Ratchet of course stayed behind in case his patient decided to wake up.
It was now a few days since the femme had crashed on Earth and remained in her recharge. Ratchet stood beside her, scanning over her wounds and humming to himself, enjoying the quiet. He turned and starting refilling some of his medicine and bandages, reorganizing his station. A soft groan came from the bed and he turned, watching as the femmes eyes slowly powered on, flickering a few times. He gave a small smile and turned, stepping back over to her side.
She blinked a few times, trying to clear her blurry vision when she glanced up at the red and white figure. : There's no way... am I offline? Am I in a dream? I'd say I'm dead but.. that scent...I can recognize that mechs scent from a crowd: she shifted her arm and slowly reached out, grabbing the medics arm "R-Ratchet... is that you?"
The doctor chuckled softly, taking her servo and giving it a soft squeeze "Yes it's me... you're safe and patches up. Don't talk.. save your energy " she hummed softly and shook her head "where am I? What happen-" she was cut off as he put a firm finger over her lips "I said shh... save your energy" he sternly stated and set her hand down, scanning over her body again and checking for any new issues.
A small laugh escaped her lips at his sternness "grumpy as ever.." she blinked as her vision finally cleared up. A glance up at him made her go quiet. While it was apparent he had aged from the last time she saw him, somehow he was even more handsome now : What was it that humans called them...cougars? No? Sugar daddy? No...: she took a quick second, scanning through her processor of the human internet when a smile crossed her face :Oh! a DILF! Thats what theyre called..: Ratchets eyes narrowed as he noticed her smile and the fact she was looking something up "hmm... learning new things about the Earth?" he gave a smirk while she shook her head.
She gazed at him, taking in his features and the shine of his optics. How she missed having a partner..heck she missed having a friend...or even ANYONE to talk to... she missed the good old days... Even though they had never officially become sparkmates, her and Ratchet had an unbreakable relationship. She had eased her way into the old docs heart..or spark... Before the war, the two would always be side by side, her watching him work when needed, and him watching when she was called for training, heck, on a rare moon they could even be found at the nearest club together, sitting in their own corner and chatting, drinking the night away. Unfortunately, when the war started all that changed... Her optics dimmed a bit as the memories and terrors flooded her mind. He took notice and put a hand on her shoulder "just rest, think about something else.." he turned and walked off towards Optimus's room, seeing if he was awake yet.
She sighed softly, looking herself over at the many different bandages and welds made on her "damn...that crash mustve really fucked me up..." with a groan she sat up in the bed and pulled her legs over the edge, slowly standing herself up. She stood for a minute, gaining her balance and slowly pulling the different gadgets and wires from her arms, causing a few machines to ring loudly in alarm "ugh..fuck" she mumbled, watching as Ratchet came running from the other room "what-what the hell do you think youre doing? You are absolutely in no shape to be up!" he scowled at her, putting her back onto the bed "Ratchet Im fine! As long as im not leaking energon I'll be ok" she groaned, fighting with him as he tried to rehook her up to the different machines "you arent leaking any but you did..and you lost a lot! You need to let these machines work and get your levels back even" He fought back, eventually pinning the weakened femme down, hooking up the last machine to her "so help me Primus I will weld you to this bed if you get up again!"
With a defeated and slightly painstricken groan she laid on the bed, giving up the fight and not saying another word. The medic looked up as the large blue and red Prime walked over, gazing down at the femme "glad to see you're awake, we've all been worried about you" she rolled her eyes then closed them "you two of all bots would know i'd be fine" Ratchet gave her a small bonk on the head with a tool and growled "yeah...and if you worried us then you know it must've been bad" Silence split the room for a few minutes before the Prime mech sighed "I will let you rest some...perhaps tonight we can talk more" she slowly nodded, leaving her eyes closed "I suppose that sounds fine.." she heard the footprints of the two mechs walk off together and eventually faded off into a recharge, letting her body heal.