A TFP FanFic
Warnings:
Previously on New Beginning...
"I was just thinking of all the ways Breakdown and I could make your death look like an accident."
:Yea, well Breakdown might not even survive!:
:Knockout, y-you know I didn't-:
"Don't say another word Autobrat."
I wanted to apologize...
And so it continues...
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Snowhunter's POV
I tried to read Ratchet's emotion, but he kept them locked away. An effect of the war perhaps?
I made my way over slower than Knockout afraid at what I may see.
I stopped in front of Ratchet and look into his optics. "I've done everything I could. Even with Knockout's help he's still going to be... scarred." He placed a hand on my shoulder before stepping aside.
I looked down at my healing father who was holding Knockout's crying face. His tears of joy leaked from his optics.
Breakdown turned he's tear filled gaze to me, then pulled Knockout and I down into a reuniting hug. We stayed that way for a long while.
When we finally let go Breakdown tried to speak but failed with nothing but a few clicks and beeps.
"Now Breakdown you can't be forcing yourself to speak. Your vocal prosecor was severely damaged." Ratchet scolded him while checking his patched neck.
It was at this point that I really looked at him and seen what Ratchet had warned.
Under Breakdown's right optic was a scar that ran from his optic to just before the corner of his mouth, on his neck there was a patch covering the wound, and lastly two scars that ran down his chest-plate.
I couldn't believe bots we had once called brothers had done this to him, without hesitation.
I touched the scar on his face causing him to wince with pain but he wouldn't stop smiling at us.
I kissed the other side of his faceplate and hugged him before letting Knockout have his full attention.
"I'll check on you later father." I said as he ran his hand over my helm while mouthing "I love you."
"I love you too." I said back.
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Optimus' POV
Hmm... I sat watching their reunion from the door of the med bay. I couldn't help but be a bit invious of Knockout and Breakdown.
I continued to think of what Snowhunter had said to me "perhaps someday I'll see you as my father, but not today Prime... not for a long time. I'm sorry."
My spark was in pain; first I lost my sparkmate, Elita, and now I've lost the daughter I didn't know I had. Elita I wish you were here I need you desperately.
I hung my head but held back my emotions.
"Prime, are you ok?" I looked up slightly to see Arcee standing in front of me in her usual stance; hand on her hip and her head cocked to one side.
I straightened up. "Yes I'm fine." I crossed me arms and leaned against the door frame. She had not left. Fantastic. I said sarcastically in my mind.
"Well, do you wanta talk about it? Someplace private?" She asked in her usual seductive tone. She was Elita's sister and was always jealous of her when I choose Elita over her.
"Urm, no I really am fine Arcee. Why don't you take Jack out on patrol or something." I breathed a sigh of relief when she shrugged and walked away. I wish she could find a new sparkmate...
A patrol sounded nice actually, so I straightened up once again and walked to the entrance ramp. I transformed and sped away.
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Bumblebee's POV
:easy Ratchet!: I squirmed under his touch.
"Oh, stop being such a sparkling these are just scratches. They won't scar and they'll heal quickly. Now get out of you sour mood." He scolded and gripped my arm roughly again.
I breathed a sigh of annoyance but sat quietly. Finally Ratchet broke the silence again.
"So why was Knockout so mad at you?" Of course he'd ask. I huffed to myself.
:He walked in on Snowhunter and I recharging together,: I explained quietly. Ratchet chuckled. :He was not happy.:
"Well I wouldn't imagine he would be. You know he's just reacting the way a father would you understand that right?" He asked more serious. Pfft, Not my father... I sighed.
:Yes I understand.: I replied embarrassment flashed on my faceplate, Ratchet clearly noticed. He smiled and giggled to himself.
"There I'm all done." He said while wiping my energon from his hands.
I got up and stretched. Good as new.
As I went to walk out of the med bay someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into the shadows. I struggled thinking it was Arcee. Then her voice made me stop.
"Shhhh..." She whispered into my audio reseptor. Her gaze held mine, it was hipmitizing.
She reached up to inspect my jaw. She wants my mouthplate down..?
I reached up and showed her where she needed to go. With a click my mouthplate went down. She then took my faceplate in both hands and gazed into my optics.
I felt my spark beat faster and my body was tingling everywhere. I want her forever. I said in my mind.
"Bee..?" Her soft voice pulled me from my thoughts.
:Y-yes?: I replied.
"I know you didn't start it." She whispered barley loud enough for me to catch.
Suddenly, she pressed her lips to mine. My optics went wide with shock, then they eased closed and I wrapped my arms around her waist.
I kissed her harder and with more passion. I grabbed her aft and her tail wrapped around me and she gasped. I pushed my glossa against her lips which were slightly opened now. She allowed me in.
She tasted better then energon it's self. She rubbed my door wings. Oh, yea that's the spot! I groaned with pleasure.
She pulled away. "Bumblebee, I think I'm in love with you!" My spark skipped a beat. I couldn't stop smiling.
:I love you too, Snowhunter!: she gasped in relief and happiness. Then kissed me again and again.
We stopped dead when we heard Knockout call. "Snowhunter, where are you?!"
"Uh, oh..." We said as one, as we glanced in each other's optics.
