Transformers Rescue Bots - The Future

67: Treatment - S

High Tide needs training on how to not get himself so beat up.
________________________________________________________________________________

"Can you stop with the sour face already?" High Tide says, finding the intense glare that looks directly at him. "I did my job, got hurt but I'm fine now."

"High Tide, I get that your job does involve what it involves and there is that risk but I feel like you are coming back here more injured every time." Heatwave says, still not impressed. "I want you to go to other parts of the world to help and assist rogue bots but I don't think you understand how worried I was for your life!"

"Which is why I text you."

"High Tide, you were shot!" Heatwave was freaking out. "I was scared the minute I got the call that you were being patched up-"

"And I am still alive." High Tide says, slowly taking a seat.

"You have a weld on!"

Heatwave couldn't even say anything else, he was feeling so much emotion that he found himself wanting to say everything but could say nothing. The room was extremely quiet, no word said yet it was very tense.

"Heatwave, are you crying?" High Tide questions, seeing how the bot has his back turned away, as if he tries to hide something.

"High Tide, do you know how much effort it took me to even walk in that med bay?" Heatwave clearly looked ready to break down and his voice sounded as if he barely could keep it together. "I answered that call on speaker and when it was over, my teammates who are my greatest friends could tell that I didn't know what to do. I almost did not walk in there to come and pick you up and I almost never visited to wait to see how the surgery went."

"Heatwave-"

"I'm not done." Heatwave took a moment to compose himself a bit but surely, he still looked as if he would fall apart. "I didn't want to go because that is where my life got wrecked, that same building still somehow standing, the place where I lost everything. I only managed to convince myself to go because I knew you didn't want to be alone."

There was a moment of silence before High Tide decided to speak.

"Heatwave, I did not know that they were going to send me to that place and I agree, it is shocking that such a place would still be standing even after all that has gone on." High Tide slowly stood up once again, trying to avoid the pain he was in. "I understand how difficult that was for you, but look at it now, it is all over. We are both here, alive, and we don't have to go back there today."

"I don't ever want to go back there."" He says. "I saw bots who I've seen long ago in their working, it was like nothing had changed since I left. That one bot who was working on you worked on me to try and fix me but he did nothing, I was scared he would do the same to you."

"But he didn't, and here I am." High Tide replies, showing his living proof that nothing was wrong. "Now wipe those tears."

Heatwave didn't even realize he was actually shedding tears, feeling somewhat of a wave of relief wash over him with ease. High Tide went along to wipe those tears, but he could see the soft smile appearing.

"How did the world let this happen to me?" Heatwave questions, still wondering that after the amount of suffering he went through, he was given a chance to have some happiness again.

"Some would say fate, I say it was just by chance." He responds, not totally knowing for sure how that chance came along. "Whatever it is, it just happened and here we are."

"And somehow it has been this way for a while." Heatwave was somehow questioning even how it formed into this, but it did. "However, if you do something like that again, I will end it myself!"

"I don't plan on it." High Tide assured.