Amberblade winced as she worked on stopping the Energon from leaking. It didn't help that her vision was blurred from her trying not to cry. Amberblade headed to her room to lie down. She saw Ripjaw coming back in and noticed Bumblebee was gone. "What did you do with the Autobot?"

"Put him somewhere far from here."

"OK..." She went to her room and closed the door but Ripjaw quickly stopped the door from closing and went in. Amberblade looked at him in surprise, "What do you want?"

"To talk," he whispered as he gently caressed her wounded cheek, "And to make you feel better."

She flinched before moving away from his claws. Ripjaw sighed, "You never moved away before."

"That's because I didn't feel so threatened by you. I thought we were past the point of you hitting me and beating me up, but I now see I was wrong. I did what I did because I was trying to impress you, to show you I can do something besides just pleasuring you all the time, and I get rewarded with a slap to the face."

Ripjaw listened in silence, he wasn't used to this sort of thing, "I'm not good at controlling my anger," he told her softly as he lightly rubbed her cheek. "It often happened to me, I would do something that I thought would make them happy or impressed... and all I got was their anger and a punch to the face. I know how it feels and I'm..."

Amberblade didn't pull away this time and looked at him, waiting for him to finish. He struggled to say that one word. Why is this so hard?! He gritted his teeth in anger as he tried to say it. Amberblade heard him growling in anger and moved away from him, afraid that he would hit her again, "No, I'm not mad at you," he explained quickly.

"Apology accepted," she says as she lays down on her berth. Slowly, Ripjaw crawled into the berth with her, "I'm really not in the mood today."

"I may not be able to say what I need to but... let me show you," he whispered as he gently kissed her down her neck, "Please." Amberblade moaned as she felt her body overheat from the pleasure, "Your body is so warm," he crooned as his servos roamed over her body.

"Of course, my body always overheats when you're touching me like this."

With a soft chuckle, he traveled down, slowly making his way toward her chest, "It's your turn to be pleasured. Today, it'll all be for you," he promised as he slowly trailed kisses down her body. Amberblade couldn't say anything as she fell into the blissfulness of his caresses.

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Grimlock searched all over for Bumblebee, he wasn't answering his comlink. Come on, Bumblebee, where are you? He transformed and sniffed the air hoping he would find the lieutenant. His helm quickly turned in the direction where Bumblebee's scent was the strongest and ran in that direction. 

He soon finds Bumblebee on the ground near a big boulder out cold and beaten up, "Bumblebee!" Grimlock called out as he ran up to him. Gently picking up the smaller mech he called Soundwave for a Ground Bridge. A Ground Bridge opened up and Grimlock ran through, carrying the unconscious Bumblebee. Grimlock quickly made his way to Med Bay, "Fixit!"

"Solus-Primes! What captain, flappin', happened to Bumblebee!?" Fixit asked as he rolled up to them.

"I don't know, we were on patrol and we decided to split up. He said to meet him in thirty minutes but when the time was up I went back but he wasn't there. By the time I found him he was like this," the Dinobot explained in a panic. Gently placing Bumblebee on the berth, Grimlock stood back to let Fixit do his work, "Will he be okay?"

"His injuries look serious. He probably has some internal injuries as well."

Grimlock felt his voice box tightening, he couldn't speak for some reason. His vision started getting blurry when he felt his optics stinging, "Y-you... you gotta help him, Fixit," he stuttered.

"I am."

Grimlock rubbed his optics trying to make the stinging go away but it wouldn't stop. To make it worse he felt the heaviness in his chest again, it was the same when he had his argument with Bumblebee but somehow it felt different. Ratchet and Knock Out came to help Fixit fix up Bumblebee, he was in really bad shape. Grimlock went outside of the room and leaned against the wall for a moment before sliding to the ground. He stared blankly at the floor, hoping, praying that Bumblebee was going to be okay.

"Are you alright, Grimlock?" A familiar feminine voice spoke.

"No," he said as he slowly looked up.

Strongarm and Steeljaw were standing there in front of him, "How's Bumblebee?" Strongarm asked.

"They're still working on him. He was supposed to call if he ran into Amberblade or Ripjaw." Grimlock clenched his servos.

"Well, maybe he couldn't."

Grimlock heaved a sigh, she was right. Something must have happened so Bumblebee couldn't call, "He's going to be okay, right?" He asked softly.

"I'm sure he is, he's a fighter," Steeljaw replied.

With a small smile, Grimlock glanced at the room's door, "Now I know how you felt."

"What do you mean?"

"Were you this worried about Strongarm?"

"When she was injured and almost offlined? Super worried, I was scared out of my processor."

"That's how I feel right now, I'm scared to leave."

"Yeah, I know that feeling, I didn't want to leave Strongarm for a second, I had to be by her side at all times."

"Do you think they'll let me stay with Bumblebee when they're done?"

"I'm sure they will," Steeljaw replied as he pulled Strongarm close to him, holding her tightly.

Grimlock watched Strongarm wrap her arms around Steeljaw, "Thanks guys, I really needed to hear that."

"No problem," they both said with a smile. That was one event I was wishing to never be reminded of. Steeljaw told Strongarm through their bond.

I know. Strongarm replied as she sent her mate a wave of comfort.

I love you with all my spark and being.

I love you too, Steeljaw.

"Sorry for bringing up the bad memory," Grimlock said.

"It's okay," Strongarm reassured the large mech. "Do you want us to stay with you for a while?"

"If you would please. Thank you."

"I'll ask Wheeljack and Arcee if they could watch Nightback for a while," Steeljaw spoke as he left.

Strongarm sat beside Grimlock, "He's going to be okay. I know he'll be happy to see you when he wakes up."

"I know he will be, he's survived a lot so far."

"He has," Strongarm gave him a small smile and prayed that Bumblebee was going to be okay.

"How are things going between you and Steeljaw?"

"We're good, I worry about Nightback with these Decepticons out there."

"Glad things are still going well."

"Alright, Nightback is with Wheeljack and Arcee," Steeljaw stated as he came back. "What were you two talking about?"

"Nothing much, Grimlock was asking how we were doing," Strongarm replied as she sent him a wave of love.

"I wonder if Bumblebee and I will have a relationship like you two," Grimlock wondered out loud.

"I'm sure you two will have a great relationship."

Grimlock smiled at the two, quickly feeling better. The door to the room opened, "You can come in now," Ratchet said. Getting to his feet, Grimlock composed himself before heading back inside. He saw Bumblebee hooked up to a few machines still out cold. Slowly making his way to the mech, Grimlock took a seat and sat beside him. He shook his helm when he felt his optics stinging again, "You're going to be okay, 'Bee."

Strongarm went over to the lieutenant, "You can make it, Lieutenant."

After a few hours, Grimlock had fallen into recharge. He didn't want to leave Bumblebee alone.

"Come on, Strongarm, let's go, we'll come back to see the lieutenant later," Steeljaw said in a comforting tone as he sent a wave of comfort and love to his mate.

"OK, I'll see you later, Lieutenant," she whispered as she walked out with Steeljaw to get Nightback.