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Times Are Changing	By : LuciferDragon Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 4016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Icestriker, Jadefire, and Katrina. Everything else belongs to the Transformers movie-verse. I make no money off this fic. It's all in good fun.

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"Wonder what's taking them so long," Jadefire said, balancing a wrench on her finger in boredom.

"Not sure," Ratchet answered, typing away on the computer. "Might be getting trouble with—" He cut off short as he received a call out on his personal comlink. "Hold on, Jade." He tapped a finger to his audio receiver. "Ratchet here." He listened for a bit before his entire demeanor changed. It grew more tense, and worried. "Understood. Get him here immediately."

Jadefire looked on in curiosity as he started clearing off the large surgical table. "Ratch?"

"No time. Get me the I.V. and sedatives. Keep them close."

She did as she was told, gathering the equipment. "Who was hurt?"

He stopped for a fraction of a second before continuing to gather his supplies.

Her spark clenched in nerves and her Energon regulator skipped a beat. "Answer me."

"Get the soldering iron."

"I will do no such thing."

"There isn't fragging time, Femme!" He turned to get a supply of Energon for the I.V.

"Ratchet!"

"It's Ironhide!" he shouted, wheeling around to face her.

She felt her legs try to give out on her.

"Now… please," he said, calmer, "go get the iron."

She did, placing it on the tray with the other items he was gathering. "H-how long until they get here?"

"Not much longer. He's not going to look good, but I need you to help me."

"I-I don't know if I can."

"Slag it, Jadefire, what have I been teaching you?" He grabbed her shoulders and shook her gently. "You're a med 'bot for this reason." The loud engines of the plane sounded overhead, making him look up at the tall ceiling. "I'm going to need your help. Please, Jade, he needs your help."

She felt like her systems were going to purge themselves. Regardless, she shakily nodded her head. "First order of business, Sir."

Ratchet smiled. "That's my femme." They both looked to the door as they heard shouts of impatience and panic in the hall, and in the next minute, the twins came in, supporting the wounded mech between them.

Jadefire clapped her hands to her mouth as they put him on the table. Large chunks were missing from his armor, showing the more vulnerable structure beneath. A leg and arm were both missing, as was a good portion of his chest. The glow of his spark could easily be seen, and it was much dimmer than it should have been.

And he was in agony.

As the other 'bots and soldiers rushed around delivering what parts they could find of him, Jadefire crept to his right side, where he still had an arm, and put a hand to his face gently. "'Hide?"

He opened his optics, hiding a grimace of pain. The already scarred right optic held more damages than ever before. "Hey, Sweetheart." He let out a grunt of pain. "Sorry I couldn't… keep my word."

"Don't be stupid."

With a bit of effort, he held his arm up, running a finger across her faceplates. "Don't think we'll be able to continue on for a bit."

She laughed softly. "Glitch-head. I'll be here the whole time."

Ratchet approached the other side of the table, holding a syringe with sedative inside. "We'll have you fixed up, Old Friend. Don't you worry."

Ironhide nodded. "Do it."

Ratchet stuck the syringe into the cables of his neck. "Come on, Jade, let's fix him up."

She gave a stiff nod, not moving right away, waiting until he slipped into forced stasis. Ratchet shooed the others out while she got up. "All right, what first?"

All the training she had gone through the past half year had just barely given her enough to know what to do. It took almost sixteen hours of tedious work to just get him stable. The glow of his spark returned to its normal intensity, and his Energon regulator stabilized.

Jadefire changed out the Energon I.V. and checked his vitals. "Looking good so far, considering."

Ratchet put down the soldering iron. "We should recharge and finish the limbs next."

She shook her head. "Can't."

He gave a small, tired smile. "You have to. Fresh optics are better than tired ones."

"Not leaving. Said I wouldn't."

"You don't have to." He retrieved another berth from a corner, dragging it next to the examination table. "Here."

She gave her own tired smile. "Thank you, Ratchet."

"Recharge now, okay? I'll send someone in to monitor his signals."

She nodded, getting on the berth. "How long of a charge?"

"Five hours should do it. I'll be back." He left the med bay, causing a sort of silence to drop over the room.

Jadefire pulled her legs to her chest and rested her head on her knees, looking over the wounded mech's repairs. The armor had been replaced, covering his structure once again, and the new damage to his optic had been cleared. You really did a number on yourself.

Stuff it.

She started as he answered without a comlink. Ironhide! How—

With how tired you're feeling, I'm not surprised you couldn't tell.

Tell what?

You'll feel it, eventually.

She frowned. You need rest.

I'll be fine for now.

Stubborn. You're still missing limbs, and still in stasis.

Armor wounds.

She scoffed. Glitch-head.

Thought that was your brother.

Was. Now recharge. She laid back, shutting her optics and feeling her own recharge coming on. The last possible second of consciousness, she felt a presence with her spark. She sat up with a jerk, staring wide-opticed at the mech beside her. "It's not… possible."
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