Optimus x Ratchet

Final combat

Sorry for the huge time skip :,) I'm terrible at these and most of y'all probably know what happens-
Edit: sorry for not posting in a long aft time but- holy slag this book has over 1k reads! Thank y'all so much for reading my scrap and for voting on the few pages that are absolute trash- the reason I didn't upload is because my life started having problems and recently there was a snow storm in texas and the power's out so I've been hanging on to the drafts i have- and my house pipe leaked and part of the ceiling fell so- there's that, now we gotta fraggin move so- hahah- hope y'all enjoy the next chapter :,,,,,,D again, many apologies for no update(plus this vent) and many thanks for your support

Bumblebee and his team fought against each member of the combiners, optimus wanted to be the one who was fighting but ratchet knew this was bee's moment and they had another mission to go through. Optimus and ratchet watched as they were fighting, the prime would hug ratchet tightly, afraid for his son. Ratchet also feared for bee but he hoped well for him as well as trying to get optimus to not squeeze him so tightly. "O-optimus- I can't- vent!" The prime looked down and let go, "I'm sorry, old friend, I'm just-" "scared? Yes, i know." "That is not what i-" "admit it, orion, you're scared." Optimus sighed and only looked away, "yes.. i fear for bumblebee.." ratchet placed a servo on optimus' faceplate and turned his helm so they could look at each other. "Optimus.. i love you.." optimus placed his servo on ratchet's faceplate as well, "i love you too, ratchet." They both shared a quick kiss before going back to their mission.

Optimus and the rest of the crew looked at combiner bumblebee in awe. "Wh-?? HGJKDEV- H-?? How?!?" Ratchet stutters as he pulled out his scanner and scanned each of the 'bee team' for any anomalies. "Bumbleb- err.. bee team.. wait.. what would you like to be called?" Optimus asks as he slowly put away his decepticon hunter. They looked down as bee opened his mouth but then suddenly they all collapsed, transforming back to the five. "We should call ourselves the decepticon terminator!" Sideswipe shouted, strongarm shook her helm, "no way! We should call ourselves something to do with the lieutenant." Bumblebee smiled, "that's- real sweet strongarm-" "i must agree with her, since he is the helm of the combiner." Drift added in as he patted bee's shoulderplate. "I'm not surprised that they decombined for this." Ratchet whispers over to his lover as optimus smiles and quietly chuckles. The bee team continued arguing about the name, windblade and blurr joined in as well while optimus and ratchet pulled out of the group. They both held servos as they walked out of the high council's hall, ratchet sighed as he leaned closer to optimus as the prime leaned back. "Why don't we stop by the medical center? See how it looks?" Ratchet gave a nod, "I would like that.."

They visited the medical center to see it was fixed up and better, then they drove to the archives where optimus originally worked at to see how it was doing. "Ratchet, look!" Ratchet turned over to see optimus grab his servo and drag him over to where optimus' old office was. Ratchet softly smiled, the room looked much more cleaner and but not as organized as orion used to have it. A femme bot walked up right behind them and said, "uhh- sirs, this room belongs to-" "orion pax." Optimus finishes as the two turned around to look at the femme bot. "O-optimus prime!- u-uh I'm so sorry! I-" the bigger bot shook his helm and laid a gentle servo on her shoulder, "i understand this is a restricted area.. i shall take my leave." The femme bot shook her helm, "please- y-you don't have to go.. you-you may stay a little longer if you wish..? But- i-i don't really know if orion's alive- i-i hope he's alright.." optimus had a gentle smile, "i assure you.. orion pax is well alive." She slowly nodded and hurried away back to her work station. Ratchet shook his helm a little, "optimus, are you going to tell them?" The prime smiled to ratchet, "not for now. Although i promise i will later." Ratchet sighed, "alright then."

Ratchet was taking a look around the neighborhood, seeing bots talk and laugh about as they roam the streets. The docbot sighed as he looked to see his home was built, as he walked up to the porch and was about to open the door- "ratchet!" It was a familiar voice, he turned around to see, "greencross..? I can't believe my optics." The white bot with a secondary green paint job walked up to the medic. "How have you been, old bot?" Ratchet grumbled before wacking the youngster's helm, "been better, you young punk." "Ow- that hurts!" The youngster's visor showed a sad face with a tear in it's optic. Ratchet rolled his optics before patting his helm softly, "i thought-" "I'd be offlined? Hah, takes more then the cons to beat me." Ratchet says as greencross' visor lit up toa smily face. "How have ya been, kid?" Greencross huffed, "I'm not a kid! I'm-I'm growing old!" "Sure you are.." the two sat in silence for a moment before bursting out into laughter. They both eventually stopped until the medic sighed, "how has your face been?" Greencross had a ':/' on his screen as he shrugged, "i-i guess it's burning less.. although the war didn't help." "Figured.. have ya seen any other medics about it?" Greencross stayed silent for a moment before shaking his helm, ratchet sighed, "are you serious?- fine, come on. I'm going to check up on you." Greencross gave a nod as he followed ratchet to the medical center.
"Jeez kid.. you are such a servoful."

I'm sorry for this chapter being short, I'm trying my best with no power and shit going on. It's gonna be a long while before another chapter comes out, also meet greencross, my gonna be a new oc. Also i finished my ref for ace, who is now renamed wildcard. Greencross' backstory will be told later- so- cya on the next chappy