Megatronus growled in frustration as he once again tried to pry the toilet lid off his youngest child's head. She cried as it tugged against her head.
"That's not going to work, Megatronus." Orion said, leaning against the door . Megatronus sighed in frustration and turned to his brother in law.
"Then what will, Pax?" he spat. Orion sighed.
"Call the medics. " Orion said, crossing his arms. He watched his in-law struggle.
"Absolutely not!" Megatronus scoffed. "Anything they can do, I could do as well."
Orion cocked an eyebrow.
"Tell the femmes then." He said.
"Medics it is!" Megatronus yelled, and Orion laughed. Megatronus left the room and came back a few minutes later.
"Knockout will be here within a decicycle." Megatronus said.
"Not Ratchet this time?" Orion asked.
"You want me to tell him of your flashbacks?" Megatronus countered. Orion threw his hands up in surrender.
"They are not often, Megatronus." Orion said.
"But you still have them. I know you Pax. What happened with the Senate took its toll on you." Megatronus said with concern. The doorbell rang.
"He's here." Orion said. Megatronus let it slide and answered the door.
"Knockout. Ratchet! I didn't expect you to come!" Orion stared in horror as both medics walked into the living room.
"Orion." Ratchet greeted.
"Ratchet." Orion greeted back in a cautious tone. He eyed the medic warily, and avoids the medic afterwards. Megatronus led the two medics in.
"Hot Rod says you haven't been to your sessions, Pax." Ratchet said as Knockout applied a gel onto Crimsontides' head under the lid.
"I don't need a therapist, Ratchet. I am fine." Orion said, watching as the read headed mech successfully pulled off the lid.
"At least tell me how often they are. When was the last one?" The medic said. Orion sighed in defeat.
"Today, on the way here. I was fine, doc, honest."
"How many times?" Ratchet asked.
"Ratchet..." Orion began.
"HOW many?" The medic demanded. Orion sighed.
"Twice today." He said, giving in. Ratchet glared at him.
"By the allspark, Orion!" His jaw dropped.
"I'm-"
"Don't you dare say your fine Orion Pax!" Ratchet yelled. Everyone stared at the two. Orion felt uncomfortable under Ratchets angry glare.
"You are not fine. Two flashbacks in one day?! I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't within the same decicycle!" The medic scolded. Orion looked away uncomfortable. Ratchet continued to glare at the paxian. The medics green eyes widened as he realized he was right. He scoffed and aided Megatronus as the paxian walked away, mumbling furiously.
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"How did it go, sweetspark?" Elita asked. Orion was silent, thinking back to what Ratchet said earlier.
"You are not fine. Two flashbacks in one day?! "Don't you dare say your fine Orion Pax!" I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't within the same decicycle!"
"Orion? Are you alright love?" Elita asked with worry.
Ratchet had been right. They were both within the same decicycle. He shook his head. The second one hadn't happened, he had stopped it before it could come. So it didn't count...right?
"What if Ratchet is right?" he mumbled, staring at the wall opposite them. He and Elita were lying in bed after feeding the kids and sending them to bed. Elita was reading a data pad and had now put it down, with the lack of a response from her sparkmate. Orion sat upright, his arms crossed, worry in his eyes. Had he risked his children's lives, and another's, when he drove to Megatronus's home? Can he really control the flashbacks on his own?
"right about what?" Elita asked. Still no answer. Elita grew worried. "What happened, love?" she asked with worry. Orion turned to her, his eyes watery. She began to cry softly. "Orion what happened at Megatronus's?" she whispered.
"Nothing." he said softly.
"Nothing wouldn't have made you act like this!" Elita cried. "did...did you...have another one?" she asked softly. Orion didn't answer. He didn't have to. Elita sighed and pulled her sparkmate close to her chest. He wrapped his large, strong arms around her waist, and shook in fear.
He didn't want anyone hurt. Especially his own children. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he did. The thought of losing one of his beloved children because of him frightened the Paxian greatly.
~~~~~FFW~~~~~
the sun shone on Orion's face the next morning, and he slowly opened his eyes, the holoclock giving the time of the solar cycle. The 8th megacycle (roughly 8 o'clock). He sighed, and closed his eyes again. His daughter's' voice drew him from his drowsyness. Orion pulled back the blanket and stood stiffly. He headed to the shower connected to his bedroom, and soaked in the warm water. He got out and dressed for work. He walked into the kitchen where Elita was giving the children energon cubes. Jawstriker was going into his 3rd year of school, and Silverstar began her first year today. He kissed their heads and kissed Elita before taking a cube for himself and poured it into a cup before drinking it quickly. Then he walked to his alternative transportation, his truck, and climbed in. A shock was sent down his spine as he became one with it.
a helmet formed around his head and a screen popped up after recognizing his spark signature and he shifted slightly, turning the wheels left and right. When he became accustomed to his old mode, he took off down to his job as a clerk at the Cybertronian Archive Center.
