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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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The children kept talking while we traveled. This particular shuttle didn't have a pilot as the shuttle was a Cybertronian himself. At times he interjected with questions or comments to the children's chatter. I was content with listening to them as I looked out at the passing stars. Slowly I realized that a familiar ache was beginning in my spark. I glanced around, half expecting Shark to come out of a hiding spot somewhere. But my scanners showed just us on board, so it wasn't that. I used the discussions around me to distract me somewhat, but the closer to Earth we got the more the ache made it difficult to ignore. By the time we landed at Metroplex I was in pure agony and just barely keeping myself together enough not to show it to the children. They bailed out of the shuttle fast to greet their parents, who were awaiting our arrival.
I was followed slow as the pain was just about too much to bear. I paused at the shuttle door and looked out at the group. Tracer looked up, and the look in her optics told me something was wrong. She approached me, giving me a hug so she could whisper, "You look like hell."
I sighed and murmured back, "Feel like it."
She gripped me tighter, her voice trembling just a hint, "We thought you might feel it… Shark… he's…" she paused and stepped back a bit to look me in the optics. That look alone gave me even more spark pain. "He's barely alive."
That explained a lot right there. I nodded and looked toward the where the medical bay was within the city, "He’s here?" I asked.
Tracer nodded, "Yes. We'll talk later?"
"Yes. Go be with your daughter." I told her and walked off the shuttle pad and into the city proper.
The staff of Metroplex all offered their welcome backs as I strode purposefully down the hallways. No one was going to stop me, which was good as I wasn't about to let them. The walk to med bay only made me hurt all the more. Privately I cursed the mech responsible for it. That shard of his spark would always be a part of my own spark. Ratchet told me that we were 'harmonically in tune'; which was something only bonded couples and even gestalts experienced. So much time had elapsed on Cybertron… it felt like a year to me, but it was more like three. Yet that separation certainly had not changed anything in regards to what my spark felt right now. I stopped at the threshold of the medical bay, looking in at Ratchet, First Aid, Gynae, Minerva, and even the xenos Depth and Shadow hovering around a table. The walk over to the group took all my physical effort to accomplish since the closer I got the worse the pain became.
Depth noticed me and stepped over with a murmured, "You sure you want to see him like this?" I gave him my best glare I could muster. "It's… bad." the mech stated.
Shadow moved back to allow me a view of Shark's body on the table. What I saw was so horrific that it hit me like a wrecking ball smacked me in the chest. My hands clutched against my chest, the pain in my spark finally claimed the last of my resolve as my limbs felt like they locked up and my emotions finally were freed of my tenuous reign over them. I certainly felt like my legs were about to buckle once they unlocked. Depth immediately put his arms around me, supporting me from collapsing outright. The pain was now accompanied by immense sadness and guilt. I barely realized that Depth was moving me out of the room until we were in the hallway. One look in my optics and the mech seemed to physically droop a moment, then he quickly recovered. Without a word, he scooped me up bridal style and walked a short distance to a room near the med bay. It turned out to be Ratchet's quarters, but apparently he either didn't care or had permission that I wasn't aware of being given. He put me down on the recharge berth and crouched down to speak to me.
"I can see you are hurting right now." He reached out to set a hand on top of my hands, which were still clutched over my chest, "Don't hold it in Barracuda. You got to get that out of your system."
I gave a nod, releasing all the anguish I was feeling in gasped out sobs. The pain wasn't just because I was in synch with a mech that was barely recognizable now, there was so much guilt I had for pushing Shark away because I just couldn't get close to someone intimately.
Depth remained motionless for awhile, and then slowly he flowed over me and solidified behind me with his arms around my chest. He didn't say a word, just held me there quietly and letting his presence seep into my awareness. I hadn't really thought of Depth as a comforting sort of mech, but I welcomed the warmth and silent empathy. A couple hours passed and I was pretty much cried out.
Right on cue in walked Shadow, who cocked his head and said, "If you are done spooning her Depth would you mind letting Barracuda go so she can come back to med bay."
Depth huffed softly, arms moving back as he commented, "I'll fork you later ya virgin."
"Yeah, yeah." Shadow mocked and offered me a hand up, "The docs need your spark resonance to keep Shark stable. Got something to do with having to remove his neural net as well as his spark core."
Depth slid a hand under my arm to help me up, between the two I stood up a bit unsteadily at first, but as they removed their hands I found I could stand fine on my own. I sighed and nodded to Shadow, "Okay, let's go."
"Thatta girl." Depth cooed softly.
Shadow led the way back and Depth fell in behind me as we walked that short distance to the med bay. Shadow gestured me to a table that had been set up next to Shark's table. "Get comfy, may be awhile." he noted.
I got up on the table and laid down upon it, Gynae came around to remove my chest armor and then accessed my laser core, opening it so my spark was exposed. A few cables were hooked up to me as well as a machine nearby before one cable was taken over to Shark and hooked into his laser core. I felt a drain on my systems immediately.
Ratchet spoke up, sounding concerned and tired, "That shouldn't have happened."
First Aid was looking at the readings on my machine then at Shark's as the two female medics prepped some tools and another machine. He took initiative and put me on am energon drip, which gave my systems something to draw off of despite the constant drain. He gave me a pat on the shoulder, "Stay awake, Barracuda. We need you alert should something go amiss."
I gave a little nod to him as I accessed my systems to shunt power off parts I didn't really need like hydraulics and weapons, which helped lessen the drain.
"Everything's ready Ratchet." Gynae said.
Ratchet replied, "Good, stand by ladies. First Aid, you'll be my second set of hands on this one. Depth and Shadow, you watch Barracuda's vitals and act on anything you can handle."
First Aid stated, "Yes, sir." Moving to stand next to the mech.
Depth and Shadow moved nearly as one into position. "No problem." Depth stated.
The procedure began. The sound of the movements of the two medics plus Ratchet's occasional orders to his assistant added to the sounds of the humming machines. I focused on the ceiling above me for awhile, keeping myself calm as I could despite the still present ache in my spark in addition to the drain on my systems from being literal 'life support' for Shark.
"Okay, get that machine open and be ready with the cable hookups ladies." Ratchet said, which drew my gaze over to what the two mechs were doing.
In First Aid's hands I could see a neural net that had cables going to the laser core that Ratchet was very slowly and carefully pulling from Shark's chassis. The two femmes moved and were ready when the two mechs edged the two parts over to the prepped machine, the laser core went in first and immediately received hookups. The drain on my systems subsided to nearly nothing at that moment. Then the neural net was set into place and given a couple hook ups. First Aid stepped back and joined the two femmes watching nearby as Ratchet fine tuned the machine. Finally his body seemed to lose its tense posture and he vented slowly.
"That should do it." Ratchet declared, turning to face me. He approached and slowly unhooked the cable lead from my core to Shark's then watched the readout on the machine. He smiled just a hint and looked down at me, "Thank you Barracuda. Get some recharge, it'll be awhile before we are ready to transfer him back."
I frowned a bit and asked, "Could I just stay here and recharge? It'd just be easier."
He nodded, "Sure." then he looked up at Depth and Shadow to ask them, "Would you two mind taking her to a less noisy part of the med bay?"
Shadow nodded, "Not at all. You want her to remain hooked up to the machines and drip?"
That caused the medic to pause a moment, then he replied, "Yes."
With that said, the two pushed the table I was on plus the machine and drip that I was hooked up to over to a quieter location. Once assured that I was comfortable, Shadow went back to see to helping the other medics. Depth though stayed while I was awake. I certainly was tired enough after being emotionally and physically drained so it wasn't hard to go into recharge.
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I awoke to Depth gently shaking my shoulder, then seeing my optics online he asked, "Ready for round two there kiddo?"
I took a moment to access my condition then nodded, "Roll me out there Jeeves."
He chuckled to that and called out to Shadow who joined him in wheeling me back out to the where the rest of the medics were waiting. I took a look over at the table where Shark's chassis was in repose and saw they had fixed it from head to foot. Not a detail missed. They all looked like hell too, beyond tired and certainly ready for this to be over. Once again I was hooked up directly to Shark's laser core before Ratchet and First Aid removed it and the neural net connected to it from the machine.
First Aid took charge of the neural net and putting it into place along with making sure the cable between it and the laser core remained in place. Ratchet handled the laser core. Between the two of them there were few words as they focused on their individual tasks. Gynae hooked up an energon drip for Shark while Minerva checked on the level for my drip bag. Then both stood back with Depth and Shadow to watch the other two finish the final connections. Ratchet nodded to First Aid, who moved slowly to disconnect the cable line from the neural net to laser core. They watched the readings awhile, and then Ratchet removed the cable connecting me to Shark. After some more reading watching, Ratchet smiled triumphantly.
"We all deserve a recharge and ration after this so you are all excused to do just that." the head medic ordered. He moved over to me and studied my vitals, asking, "How are you feeling Barracuda?"
"A bit drained still, but my systems are recovering well. Is he going to be out for awhile?" I asked.
"Yes. Just precautionary to allow his systems to reinitialize while he's under. I'd like you to stay for awhile yet. Wheeljack will be coming in shortly to watch over things so I can get a recharge."
I nodded and smiled up at him, "Get a ration too, Ratchet."
He patted my shoulder and walked away, heading toward his office where he had a private ration cooler. Wheeljack walked in not long after that and checked on Shark's readings first. He turned toward me and said, "Glad to have you back Barracuda. Wish you got a better greeting than you did... but nearly everyone is recovering from a big battle that occurred. All of the medics and engineers have been working on fumes for the past few solar cycles."
I frowned to that news, though it explained why the medics looked like hell and seemed so sluggish. "Hope you aren't here on fumes then Jack." I noted.
He shook his head, "Took a recharge on Ratchet's orders since he knew he'd need someone qualified to watch over Shark here."
I was glad to hear that, "Good. I think it went well. Didn't hear any panic out of any of the medics. No blaring sounds out of the machines."
Wheeljack was examining the backlog of readouts from the machine that Shark was connected to as well as my own, looking between them and probably correlating anything he saw there. He nodded to my words, but said nothing for a long time. Then I felt him brush his fingers against my open chest. He was peering into my laser core rather intently.
"Something wrong?" I asked.
He straightened up then shook his head slightly and disconnected me from the energon drip, "Just fascinating to watch your spark change color." he remarked. That made me smile a bit as I waited for him to disconnect me from the machines, then close up my laser core and set my chest armor back into place. "You can leave if you wish Barracuda." Wheeljack said as he moved to sit down near the machines that were monitoring Shark.
I slowly sat up and thought about it, then told him. "I'd like to be here when he wakes up, if that's okay."
Wheeljack hmmed softly, then said, "Yeah that's fine."
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