Transformers Prime: Optimus Prime X Ratchet (One Shots)

Lost Souls

Transformers Prime

Ratchet goes to visit the well of all sparks and just tells Optimus how much he misses him. Optimus appears and tells ratchet how he feels

Transforming from his ambulance to robot mode, Ratchet let out a soft sigh. Then he walked towards the well of all sparks. Here he was. At the one place that he wished he wasn't. A place that had changed his entire future life forever.
   It had been two years since Optimus Prime had sacrificed himself to become one with the very core of their planet. Two whole long years of being without his sparkmate and everyday Ratchet had thought of him. How his hands intertwined with his own, the feeling of hips lips, how his optics glowed with wonder each and every time he looked at him. All of it filled his mind and he had thought that it would have gotten easier after the years, but it had not.
From the time he would wake up in the mornings to the last bit of light in the day Ratchet thought about his time with Optimus. He hadn't been the same since. All the others tried to make him feel better even the three human children, but it just would not work. He needed Optimus by his side and Optimus only, but that was the one thing that he couldn't have. Ratchet looked down at his hands and curled them into a fist. He couldn't take this pain anymore. Then he took his medal in hand and threw it into the well.
   "I DO NOT NEED YOU". He shouted. He didn't need a medal for saving Cybertron. None of the bots did. It was really Optimus who saved their planet, not a bunch of now rouge autobots.
   "Optimus is the real hero". Tears dropped down his face plate. He blinked a couple times to let the tears come. "He deserves this more then any of us...". Ratchet fell to the ground sobbing and slammed his fists again the metal sheeting.
     "OPTIMUSSSSS..." He screamed with all his might. He wanted to be heard. He wanted everyone to know how much Optimus Prime meant to him. He was more then just an old friend or comrade. He was more then a life long partner or companion. He was his other half. He was his sparkmate. He had promised us forever. He had promised himself to Ratchet just months ago and now....he was gone. His spark scattered to the winds. Ratchet laid his head down and wept.
    "I can't go on anymore....Optimus I miss you too much it hurts". He shouted. He closed his optics.
    "I never even got to properly say goodbye to you...." He shouted again. A fire like feeling had engulfed him. The pain of lose was too much for the medic to handle. He leaned slowly back up and then  stood up. He took one last look at the well before turning his back towards the every busy city.
But just before he could transform he heard a whisper. Something was saying his name.
    "Ratchet.....ratchet". The medic stopped in his tracks and turned around. There in what the humans referred to as a ghost stood Optimus Prime. Ratchet began to weep again. He covered his mouth with both his hands and shook his head. No it can't be. Optimus was gone. Dead. One with Primus himself. And yet here he was in ghost form. Optimus smiled at his sparkmate and held out his hand. Ratchet moved his and laced his fingers with the Prime's.
    "Hello old friend". Optimus spoke. It was his low tone voice that made Ratchet utter a smile back.
    "I-I can touch you..." He replied. Optimus nodded his helm and Ratchet embraced him. He wrapped his arms around Optimus as Optimus did the same. Having Optimus arms wrap around him felt so good. He felt protected by him. He felt loved and treasured, but how long would this moment between them last?
    "I don't understand". Ratchet said breaking away. "Aren't you one with the all spark? Are you not dead then?" Optimus put his hands on Ratchets shoulders.
   "I am neither dead nor alive, Ratchet. I am merely a guardian. Sent by the Prime's to watch over Cybertron and assist it's people when I am needed to". Optimus answered him. Ratchet sighed.
    "I see, but will you be able to stay when your assigned job is done?" Ratchet asked him. Optimus glanced away from his medic and towards the city.
    "I do not know old friend".
    "But then why did you appear here? There is no danger, no injured bots and no-"
     "Yes there was". Optimus interrupted. "You were in need of assistance". Ratchet looked a taken a back and chuckled.
    "That's absurd. I was just upset. Nothing to get concerned about Optimus". Ratchet laughed. Optimus put a hand in Ratchets arm.
    "You are wrong old friend. Your feelings are of great importance to me, however the Prime's did not see it that way. They had refused my demands to see you many times. However one of them had granted me the energy that I had needed to come to your aid". Optimus explained. Ratchet blushed slightly.
     "I don't know what to say Optimus?" Optimus smiled and kissed his medic.
    "You need not say anything. Your very important to me Ratchet. Your my old friend. My missing piece. Your my everything and I love you with all my spark". Wrapping his arms around his medic Optimus felt at peace.
    "I love you Optimus Prime. Forever and always". Ratchet smiled as the ghost of Optimus began to fade away. Back to the world of the fallen heroes....

Okay I'm really sorry if this is sad. I had a really sad night last night so I kinda just poured my feelings into an OTP story. I promise you though the next will be happy. I just have to figure out an idea though. Wish me luck!