Me and My Gaurdian

Don't leave me

*Whiplash's P.O.V*

It had been two days since she had fallen unconscious, and I have never left her side.

Everyday Optimus, Prowl or Bulkhead would wander in, ask me if I needed anything, in which I always said no. Then they left, and I was alone with her once again. Ratchet let me stay as long as I wanted, and never gave me a grumpy look like he did to Bumblebee or Bulkhead, he looked at me with sympathy.

I didn't need his sympathy.

I needed her.

My head rested on the table next to her head, my thumb gently and slowly going over her hair. It might have been very skinny and thin to my fingers, but I still felt the softness of the deep brown locks. The door hissed open, but I didn't care to look who came in. Instantly I mumbled "I don't need anything, Go away."

Suddenly a loud sob reached my audio receptors and I shot up, still keeping my hand near Rachel.

On the floor kneeled Thornly, looking up at me with tears in her eyes. She looked totally petrified and heartbroken.

Scrap.

No one had told her what had happened to her sister.

I leaned over in the large chair, holding my hand down to the ground in front of her. She slowly crawled onto my hand, curling up in my palm. Her body quivering as sobs racked her body. I brought her close to my chassis. She rolled over, jumping up and wrapping her arms around my neck. She sobbed softly into my neck cables.

With a gentle hand I tapped her back just as Rachel had done when I first met the tiny human, as I tried to draw tiny circles in her back.

"W-w-whip? I-is Ra-Ra g-gonna be o-okay?" She sniffled into my neck. I gave her a sad smile, gently nuzzling her head with mine carefully as not to hurt her. "She's gonna be fine. Ratchet's gonna fix her up and then we're gonna go find your parents." Even as the words came out of my mouth, My thoughts wandered.

'What if I lost her?...'

'What if I never see her beautiful eyes again?...'

An oil tear slipped down my cheek. Those thoughts have haunted me since the first night. Suddenly Thornly let off my shoulder and down my chest, landing on the hand that held Rachel. I broke out of my depressive stupor and looked at her, wiping the oil tear away.

"Thornly? What are you doing?" I asked. She looked up at me as if she had just seen Primus himself.

"Sh-she moved! I-I saw her move!" She yelped, working to prying my fingers away. I moved my hand away quickly.

Rachel!

Her light blue eyes were open tiredly, and she gave me a tired smile. A soft, gentle hand grabbed my pinky, giving it a small squeeze.

Tears freely streamed down my face, and I leaned forward and gave her a hug, gently picking her up. I sobbed over her shoulder. She dug her head in my neck just as Thornly had.

"It's not like I would leave you." She murmured in my audio receptor. " I need you."

My spark thrummed with happiness at her words, and now the tears that streamed down my face were those of pure joy. "You missed me, didn't you?" She chuckled softly. I set her back down and nodded. "I never left your side, I never let anyone but Ratchet touch you. I didn't want you t-to leave me." I said, trying not to sound like a needy sparkling.

She smiled up at me, placing a hand on my face plate. "I would never leave you. We've been through so much stuff, I couldn't leave if I wanted to. My spark soared at what she said next.

"I love you too much to leave you."