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Wheeljack x Ratchet (Optimus x Ratchet)

Tw: domestic abuse
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Wheeljack snarled as he threw Ratchet against the wall "Traitor! How could you?!?" He yelled as Ratchet whined and pressed into the wall clutching his injured side "I didnt do it! I swear just please!! Stop!" The medic sobbed as he leaked energon heavily though Wheeljack didnt stop. Optimus heard the commotion and quickly rushed to the scene. He saw Wheeljack attacking Ratchet and immediately transformed into his robot form, grabbing the wrecker by his shoulder and forcefully pulling him off of Ratchet. "What is the meaning of this, Wheeljack? Why are you attacking Ratchet?" Optimus demanded, his voice laced with anger.

Wheeljack struggled against Optimus' grip, his optics flashing with rage. "He's a traitor! He betrayed us to the Decepticons!" he growled, trying to break free.

Ratchet shook his head frantically, still clutching his injured side. "No, I didn't! I don't know what he's talking about!" he cried out, his optics filled with fear and pain.

Optimus narrowed his optics, trying to make sense of the situation. He knew Ratchet would never betray them, but he also couldn't ignore the fact that Wheeljack was attacking his mate. "Wheeljack, I need you to calm down and explain yourself. What evidence do you have that Ratchet betrayed us?" he asked, his grip tightening on the wrecker's shoulder.

Wheeljack hesitated for a moment, his optics flickering. "I...I overheard him talking to a Decepticon spy. He was giving them information about our plans and locations." he said, his voice lowering slightly.

Ratchet's optics widened in shock, and he shook his head again. "No, I wasn't! I don't know what you're talking about!" he protested, tears streaming down his face.

Optimus looked between the two, trying to decide who to believe. He knew that Wheeljack could be impulsive and jump to conclusions, but he also couldn't ignore the possibility that Ratchet could have been compromised. "Ratchet, I need you to tell me the truth. Did you talk to a Decepticon spy?" he asked, his tone firm.

Ratchet looked up at him, his expression pained. "No, Optimus. I swear on my spark, I didn't talk to anyone. I don't know what Wheeljack is talking about." he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Optimus studied Ratchet's face, searching for any sign of deception. He couldn't find any. "Wheeljack, I think you may have jumped to conclusions. Ratchet is telling the truth." he said, releasing his grip on the wrecker's shoulder.

Wheeljack looked at him, his expression conflicted. "I...I'm sorry, Optimus. I thought I heard him talking to someone. I should have been more careful." he said, his voice low.

Ratchet let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders sagging. "Thank you, Optimus. I don't know what I would have done without you." he said, looking up at his mate with gratitude.

Optimus smiled at him, his optics softening. "You don't have to thank me, Ratchet. I will always be here for you, no matter what." he said, pulling his mate into a tight embrace.

Wheeljack watched them, his optics flickering with guilt and shame. "I'm sorry, Ratchet. I didn't mean to hurt you." he said, looking down at the ground.

Ratchet nodded, his expression understanding. "I know, Wheeljack. I forgive you." he said, placing a hand on the wrecker's shoulder.

Optimus looked at the two of them, his optics filled with concern. "Wheeljack, I need you to understand that what you did was not acceptable. You cannot attack someone, especially not one of our own. We need to be able to trust each other if we want to win this war." he said, his tone stern.

Wheeljack nodded, his optics dimming. "I know, Optimus. I...I don't know what came over me. I just got so angry and I didn't think." he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Optimus sighed, placing a hand on the wrecker's shoulder. "I understand, Wheeljack. But you need to learn to control your emotions. We are all under a lot of stress, but that is no excuse for violence. Do you understand?" he said, looking into the wrecker's optics.

Wheeljack nodded, his expression contrite. "Yes, Optimus. I understand." he said, looking up at his leader.

Optimus nodded, satisfied. "Good. Now, let's get you both back to the medbay. Ratchet needs medical attention." he said, leading the two of them out of the room.

As they walked, Ratchet leaned into Optimus, his hand clutching his mate's arm. Optimus looked down at him, his optics filled with love and concern. He knew that this wasn't the end of their troubles, but he also knew that they would face them together, as a team. He wrapped an arm around Ratchet's shoulder, pulling him closer. "I love you, Ratchet. We will get through this, together." he whispered, kissing his mate's forehead.

Ratchet smiled weakly, leaning into him. "I love you too, Optimus. Thank you for always being there for me." he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Optimus smiled, holding him close. "Always, Ratchet. Always."