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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I do own copyrights to all OCs in this fic.

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I didn't see much of Shark or Tracer after that for some months. Tracer was apparently upset at me and as for Shark I really didn't know why he up and made himself scarce. Other than that things were normal. My birthday came and went. There was a celebration for all the mechs and femmes that had a shared creation week though. Prime announced during this party that the engineers were going to be meeting up with some other engineers from Cybertron to work on a couple of projects. He didn't say exactly what they'd be working on though or even where, but I figured it would be revealed when the projects were done. The holidays came and went with the usual mistletoe mischief, which I evaded by just not going near the rec room. Valentine's came around again and there were some card exchanges going on. I even got one from Shark, that mech didn't give up. At this point Tracer was not avoiding me as much at least. A few coupled off folks announced at the party that evening that they were bond mates. I finally took Ratchet aside to ask him what that meant exactly. The idea of being so in tune with another being was obviously not something to take lightly as he told me it was something both had to want. He asked me to come see him later since he wanted to check on my spark. It had been awhile since the last time he checked on it and he was curious if it had grown any and if so by how much.
Next day I walked into medical bay, Ratchet was with Wheeljack. The two appeared to be hugging and smiling. I cleared my throat a bit, "Ahem, pardon me gents."
They parted and Ratchet grinned at me, "Heh, caught in the act."
Wheeljack seemed to be blushing as he spoke, "So what brings you by?"
I gestured at Ratchet as I took a seat on a med table, "He wanted to see how my spark was doing."
Ratchet nodded, moving to stand in front of me. "Hoping it has grown a good amount, I did some research on the subject so I know what to expect but hard to say since that stuff was for sparklings and not a fully developed Cybertronian with a partial spark fragment."
I smiled a bit to that, "Guess I'm just a freak of medical science for you then."
The medic opened my chest up and accessed the spark chamber. "Oh my." he murmured.
Wheeljack came over to take a look, "Well that is a surprise."
I looked between them. "A good one I hope?"
Ratchet nodded to me, "Yeah I'd say so. It appears to be of normal adult size and hue." he explained as he took out his scanner to take some readings. He hmmed softly then smiled, "Readings are good too. Perfectly healthy spark."
"Glad to hear that bit of good news." I told them, then looked between them, "So when are you two going to come clean about being a couple?"
Wheeljack and Ratchet exchanged a look, but it was Wheeljack that spoke first, "Er... soon. How'd you guess?"
I just smiled and put on my best innocent face, "Oh I dunno... the whole hugging and smiling I walked in on. The fact you two have worked together for as long as I have known you." I peered at Wheeljack, "The way you are standing tells me you are so getting some."
Ratchet chuckled at that as he closed up my spark chamber and chest, "Has you there." he murmured.
I got off the table and told them, "I'll keep it to myself. Oh, your reports please?"
Getting their reports and being told what ones they needed, I soon left the medical bay to start my day of report gathering. Not too surprisingly some officers were not in their offices. Maybe the party put them in a mood to be with that special someone. I certainly didn't want to show up at their rooms to find out. I got what reports I could get and finished a bit early. I found Shark standing outside my room.
"Toothy." I said curtly, moving to palm the door open.
"Can I talk with you please?" he asked.
I frowned at the question, palming the door open. "Make it quick Toothy." I muttered, heading into my room.
Shark followed me only partially into the room, basically just far enough for the door to close behind him. He looked around the room as I turned toward him, arms crossing over my chest. He finally met my gaze, "Quick version then. I want to be more than a friend or associate of yours."
I frowned a bit at his gumption to even ask that of me, optics peering into his and finding that he wasn't kidding with me. "Not happening." I told him bluntly.
His optics took on this peculiar glow as he stepped close. I moved to step back, but he moved his right hand quickly and snagged the back of my neck while simultaneously going up on the tips of his feet. He tugged me toward him as his body went flush against my own, my arms had only uncrossed halfway as he pulled me down into a kiss that was even more passionate than the previous. He didn't get to hold it too long as I finished uncrossing my arms to move my hands into position to plant my hands on his shoulders and shoved back as hard as I could. His grip tightened on my neck, soon joined by his other hand snagging at my elbow. He rocked back slightly, but clung onto me tenaciously. So I pulled out the one thing I knew would dissuade him, I jerked my knee upward and connected hard against his crotch. He groaned harshly into the kiss, biting down on my lower lip at the same time, then pulled back at last with a grimace upon his face.
Taking notice of my lip that was bleeding from the bite he frowned and managed a choked, "Sorry." then turned and gimped his way out of my room.
I couldn’t stop the lip bleed on my own, so headed over to the med bay. Shark was there, getting examined by First Aid. I stopped in the doorway, realizing the medic was working off Sharks' crotch plating. I immediately stepped back.
Ratchet came to the doorway and looked toward me. "Your work I take it?" he asked.
I nodded, "Doesn't take no for an answer." I explained.
He stepped close, looking at my lip then nodded. "Bit you pretty good too. Stay here." he said and stepped back into the med bay.
"Ow! Slag it First Aid that hurts!" Shark's voice whimpered loudly, his voice pitching a bit high toward the end of the sentence.
"Sorry about that Shark." First Aid's voice said calmly.
Ratchet returned with a needle, sutures and some antiseptic. He turned off my pain receptors, applied the antiseptic which tingled the area a bit, then sutured up the cuts to my lower lip using the needle. "It'll probably be sore for a few days and may even bruise and increase in size a bit." The medic explained.
"OW! Can't you... ow... just shut off... ow... my pain... ow... receptors." Shark's voice begged.
"I will in a bit, have to check the whole area to see what got damaged." First Aid's voice explained.
I stayed still as he finished sewing up my lip, though I glanced toward the voices in med bay. I really must have nailed the mech good the way he was complaining.
Ratchet turned my pain receptors back on and I gasped as I could feel the pain still from the bite wounds. He gave me a few small cubes of energon. "Add one of these to your energon ration to help numb the pain a bit. Try not to frown or smile or even talk if you can help it. Allow your lip a chance to heal. If you have any concerns come by and let one of us know."
I nodded my head, taking the small cubes. The scream that came from the other room drew the medic's attention, said scream ending in a relieved groan.
First Aid's voice murmured, "A bit of a sadist huh Shark?"
"Oh hush." Shark whispered, sounding tired and defeated.
Ratchet sighed and headed into the med bay. I stood there for awhile, then decided I had heard enough and went back to my room. I got a ration of energon and put in a small cube. I had to pour the cube into my mouth without using my lower lip area, which was a little messy, but got the job done.
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