To the Beat of My Heart

RatchAria (RatchetxAria)

(Ah man, I will admit, I've wanted to write a drabble for this couple for a while now...

A special thanks to Chinterra of Deviantart, who wanted me to write a little story for their OC and their AU version of Ratchet! Thank you so much for letting me write your character, and thank you for participating in this event! :D

Thank you to all who volunteered their characters, and I hope you all enjoy! :D)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ratchet and Clank or any of its characters. Ellaria and the Blind!Ratchet AU belong to Chinterra of Deviantart. Annnd I took a turn with this one because I happen to know the "after marriage" part of this relationship. ;P

To the Beat of My Heart

RatchAria (Blind!RatchetxEllaria)

His ears picked up his wife's retching, and worry poked at his sleeping conscious before the realization crept in.

Morning sickness... once again.

The Lombax quickly sat up and pushed the covers back. His hands instinctively reached for his cane, and once his hand closed around the rod, he pushed it out in front of him. "Honey?" he called out as he stumbled out of bed. "Are you alright? Do you want me to get some sickness medication?"

He made his way to the bathroom, his feet guiding him along the route he had taken numerous times before. Ratchet felt around for the width of the door, the sounds of his wife's vomiting grow louder.

"I'm coming sweetheart, hold on just a moment!"

His hand knocked the edge of the door, and he quickly pulled open the door. The Lombax quickly rushed in, and as he leaned his cane against the doorframe, he carefully stepped over to where his wife was.

Ratchet's hands delicately touched her shoulders, feeling for her long hair. When he felt more strands heading towards her chin, he hooked his fingers over her ears and scooped her hair in his hands.

"Th-thank- y-you..."

Another gurgle sounded, and Ratchet couldn't help but feel worried as Ellaria started up again. He pushed her hair to one hand and let his other hand fall to her back. Ratchet rubbed small circles as Ellaria hugged the toilet.

"It's okay, honey... You're going to be okay... I'm here to help..."

The little comforting words he provided helped, and once Ellaria was finished, she took a moment to steady her breathing. The bathroom stayed mostly silent, Ellaria's slow breathing the only echo.

As she lifted her head, Ratchet leaned over her and flushed the toilet. "Thank you honey," she mumbled as her hands tapped the floor. More weight shifted to her bent legs as she lifted her head up and breathed in as much air as she could handle.

Ratchet smiled softly as he ducked behind her and rubbed her back. "Do you need any stomach medications? Maybe some water?"

"I should be fine..." she said, a hand rubbing at one of her tired eyes. After a moment, her hand fell, and she looked up at her husband. "Though... I um, still need to use the bathroom..."

Ratchet quickly backed up, nodding as his feet backpedaled. "Oh, right! Sorry... I'll get some breakfast ready for you while you wash up."

Ellaria put a hand to her stomach and stood. Her expression softened, and she smiled at Ratchet. "Could I have some eggs and hot sauce? With some little cinnamon crackers on the side? And an orange... and an apple?"

Ratchet grabbed his cane and backed out of the little room. "Yeah! I can get that for you! Just..." he hesitated, his bottom lip squished between his top teeth. "If there's any trouble, any at all, call for me and I'll come help!"