Isn't It Love~{Wheeljack x Ratchet}

Chap 7. A different kind of enemy part 2

The fight.

Previously:

"He is after me Wheeljack..He always has been..." 

"but..why? Why you?"

"He...he is my sire.."

Now:

"What.." H-..He's Sire!? That monster. That murder!- Wheeljack looked up, expecting to see his lover, but only seeing the place he stood, turning his head he saw Ratchet looking over the cliff of the base, staring of at into the distance with his servos crossed. He hesitated for a moment before walking over and standing next to the medic. 

"I don't know why he even had me, or if he even loved my carrier.. I jut know he wants me dead, he wants to kill his entire bloodline, so there's no one left but him.." Ratchet looked down solemnly, as if excepting his fate that his sire had lade out for him. Wheeljack's servo clenched, he would rather give up his life then let anything happen to Ratchet. 

"Don't think like that." Ratchet lifted his helm, staring at the wreaker with a raised optic-ridge "If anything your gonna be the last one" Now Ratchet was even more confused, 'what is this mech on about?' "Were going to make sure the rust bucket doesn't hurt any bot else, ever. Again" Wheeljack raised his servo for Ratchet to take, the medic looked down at the servo before locking optics with Wheeljack once again, he sighed walking around his lover, towards the Jackhammer, Wheeljack was confused but followed none the less.

Ratchet entered the ship and walked towards the consul, typing in a few corrodents, with Wheeljack watching from behind him. 
"There." Wheeljack looked towards the consul seeing cords to a few miles away from them "That was Pharma's last location, he's probably still there" Ratchet started to walk out of the ship before Wheeljack pulled him back 

"Aren't you going with me?" Ratchet stared for a moment before shaking his helm "Well why not?" Wheeljack wasn't going to let him leave until he got an answer and Ratchet knew that, he sighed before looking away not wanting to make optic contact with the wreaker

"I can't Wheeljack, as much as I hate him.. I can't" 

"So your just going to let me go off on my own to face that murder?"

"NO!"

"THEN COME WITH ME!"

"..." Ratchet stood silently staring, conflicted at Wheeljack's out stretch servo, he wanted to go, he wanted to prove something

"Your nothing but a disappointment, you can't even hold a sword, how did I ever get the unfortunate to have you for a son."  The memories came flooding back, of all the times his Sire called him useless, a disgrace, a disappointment. He wanted, ever since he was young, to prove to his Sire that he was worth something, maybe- "Ratchet" He snapped out of his thoughts looking back up at Wheeljack's pleading optics 

"Prove to him you can do something worthwhile."