It's been days since the attack and things around the island haven't been the same.

The chief did not question it when his partner wished to be left alone.

He knew exactly what his partner was going through.

Chase never left the medical bay.

He ignored all of his responsibilities as a rescue bot

And as a father..

His son, Blurr, took on the responsibility as the island's police bot in his absence.

His daughter, Quickshadow, took on the responsibility of her mother's title in her absence.

Chase was well aware of how selfish and irresponsible he was being

But he couldn't help it.

Not when the woman that he loved so dearly was barely clinging onto life

He sat there patiently. The faint sound of the heart monitor beeping steadily in his audio receptors.

The many tubes and wires connected to her haunted him. But he couldn't look away.

He could see the faint rising and falling of her chest from her steady yet labored breathing.

This was complete torture. Both to him and his mate.

He knew keeping her alive would only make her suffer more

But he never admitted it out loud

Chase brought his chair closer to the medical berth. He then tenderly held Natalie's hand in his servo.

He almost broke down

He sensed it

He sensed her pain 

Chase knew her final days were closing in...

And they were closing in fast...