Finally Been Found (Rodimus x Drift)

Road to Recovery

(A/N: New chapter!! Yay!! Art above is mine).

It had been sometime since Drift had been rescued from the rogue decepticons and so far, everything looked to be going back to normal. The crew had been going about their daily routines or doing their own thing for the time being. Or spending whatever time they had at Swerve's bar.

Rodimus awoke from his recharge and stretched before standing up and walking into the med bay, Drift's sword in hand. Silently the doors opened and immediately Rodimus could see Drift further in the back of the room in recharge.

His wounds were patched up carefully and he looked to be comfortable. As Rodimus approached, he could see Drift's left optic was covered to prevent it from getting infected as it continued to heal. His leg was reattached and carefully wrapped and his stab wound was welded shut.

Drift stirred as his remaining optic came online from his recharge and glanced around before it fell onto Rodimus. Rodimus couldn't help but smile genuinely in seeing that Drift was okay for the most part, though he could probably guess that he will be sore for the next couple of orns.

Drift groaned, slowly he pushed himself to a sitting position with Rodimus's help. "Welcome back Drift." Rodimus said.

"Are we back on the Lost Light?" Drift asked.

Rodimus nodded, "Yeah. We are." Drift breathed a sigh of relief. He was so glad to be back on the ship, where he should be. Suddenly, a weight fell on him, surprising the samurai mech before the sound of sobs were heard. Rodimus's shoulders shook as his sobs continued, "Rodimus?" Drift's voice spoke hoarsely.

"What's wrong?" He asked. Rodimus shuddered, "I'm so glad that you're okay." He said quietly.

Drift caressed Rodimus's helm lovingly as he tried to calm the Prime down. It took awhile, but after Drift continued to rub the mech's helm and whispered soothing words into his audio receptors was Rodimus finally able to calm down.

"I was worried about you. When you disappeared all of a sudden, I knew something felt wrong. That something terrible had happened. I'm just glad that Magnus, Cyclonus and I were able to get there in time when we got the call from your comm unit."

Drift was silent as he listened to Rodimus, "Well... I'm glad I was able to get a hold of you when I could. At least the hideout didn't block the signal from my comm." Drift chuckled.

Rodimus couldn't help but laugh with him as they talking like nothing had ever happened in the first place. Pretty soon, Drift's condition will improve and he would be able to get back on his pedes again after his major wounds are almost healed completely. His optic though will need more time before he can see out of it again.

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Although...

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That didn't stop the nightmares from coming back to remind him of that dreadful day and they certainly would not go away anytime soon. Ever since that day, Drift has become very uneasy every time he falls into recharge. Almost every night he would end up having the same nightmare over and over again.

Laying in that cell... left to suffer on the ground with nothing but a bloody sword several feet away, a severed pede, a stab wound to his torso and a damaged optic...

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Made his wounds throb in agony.

(A/N: Finally I was able to post this chapter!! Sorry for not updating in a while. Ever since this virus started and having to do my senior year of school online I haven't been able to update any of my stories that often both here and on Quotev so I apologize for that. I haven't forgotten about this story, I've been looking back on the draft of this chapter and fixing some things on it on and off when not busy with school work. Anyway I hope you all enjoyed.

Hopefully if I don't get swamped with a lot of school work I can try to make the next few chapters of this story. I don't know how long this story is going to be so we'll just have to wait and see. Anyway I hope you all have a good day/night and please stay safe).