hsv, Autobot Base and Tranquilty Impound, Scares...

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bvIronhide: *gonna try and sit up now*

Ratchet: *soft chuckle as he scans the injured mech*

bvIronhide: *lifts his brows and gives Ratchet a quizzical look, his expression open and free of the grouchiness that often lightens the optics of his local alternate*

Ratchet: *As he sends a couple of messages to various 'bots* You're certainly a better patient than your local counterpart... *fond amusement*

bvIronhide: *slight rumble of a chuckle* Hard to be a bad patient when you've got to put all your concentration just on making your body listen to you. *is trembling slightly, and twitching in a few places*

Ratchet: *nods, double-checks the scan results, and turns his attention to the doors as the local Chromia enters. He's then chuckling when he realizes that bvChromia has hitched a ride with her counterpart, and has brought Nova with her*

bvIronhide: *curious glance toward the door as it opens, and then his expression is brightening as he sees those small passengers* *softly and gruffly* 'Mia.

bvChromia: *as she's carefully set down next to her mate by her much larger counterpart* *Gently teasing* Are you being good for Ratchet?

bvIronhide: *tries to scoop her and Nova up with an arm that doesn't quite want to obey him, his optics shining* Of course.

Nova: *sleepy baby. Is making like a doll baby instead of wriggling around or talking to her Daddy*

bvChromia: *gets comfortable against her mate, silently thanking anyone who is listening for being able to do this*

Ratchet: *keeping a sensor focused on the family as the door to the medbay opens again* *Raised brow ridge as Eclipse enters the room, looking sheepish* I'm almost afraid to ask...

Eclipse: *Earlights tinted pink with embarrassment* Nothing blew up this time, but something startled Wake and I was working on hammering some metal into the shape I needed for my project and since he got startled, I got startled and I kinda smashed my thumb and it's starting to really hurt and I was wondering if you had time to fix it, but if you're busy, I can come back later...

bvIronhide: *nuzzles his mate's helm, and then runs a hand carefully over the tiny head of his daughter before looking over at the excited little orange and black femme*

bvChromia: *Boggling just a bit at the orange and black femme*

Ratchet: I have time, Eclipse. Let me see...

Eclipse: *Very sheepish as she holds out her hand* I thought Wake was supposed to be back by now, I mean, he said he was only going to the Nexus Mall to get that part for Orion's new protoform but that was almost two hours ago and he got startled about fifteen minutes ago and hasn't said anything since so I'm kinda worried... *Going off on that tangent and a few related tangents while Ratchet fixes her hand*

Chromia: *clearly used to this, as she's gone to see if First Aid's around, is just wanting to chit-chat and ask if it'd be a good idea to move bvIronhide and his family to one of the family quarters for the time being*

First Aid: *can be heard in the storeroom saying that he thinks that it would be good for their visitors to have a quiet place to stay*

Chromia: *Can be heard mentioning something about getting things set up*

bvIronhide: *chuckles and nuzzles his mate again, and then tries to lift her a little as he ducks his head. He's trying a kiss*

bvChromia: *lifts her head a bit to give her mate a curious glance, is surprised to be getting a kiss, but has no objection to the gesture*

bvIronhide: Mmmmmmm... *breaks kiss, blinking, and then carefully lays back on his table* Whoa...

bvChromia: *Concerned, and slightly dizzy herself, will gently fuss over mate now*

Ratchet: *sends Eclipse off after finishing repairs to the security femme's hand* *Will come over and scan the couple, before chuckling softly*

bvIronhide: *wry glance toward Ratchet, his optics twinkling slightly as he hugs his mate and daughter* ...Out of practise.

Ratchet: I can see that... *amused* At any rate, it seems you and your family may be moving out of the medbay soon...

bvIronhide: *lifts his browplates questioningly*

Ratchet: There are family quarters available while you're recovering... They're in a quieter part of the base, and once you've recovered fully, you'll be able to return to your home reality.

bvIronhide: *brows draw down a bit* And how long will that recovery take?

Ratchet: *Gives his best estimate* As long as you don't push yourself too hard, that is.

bvIronhide: *quietly* That's a long time, Ratchet.

Ratchet: *Seriously* Considering that you were nearly offline when you were repaired, and given how far you've come since then... Most mechs would not be at the point that you are at right now.

bvIronhide: *looks down at his Chromia* I've still got work to do.

Ratchet: You'll be able to, once you're stronger.... *Soft sigh* And I know that it won't be likely that you'll stay here once you're strong enough to resume your duties...

bvIronhide: *looks up again, gaze quizzical* Why should I stay? You've already got an Ironhide here.

Ratchet: *Gives bvIronhide a Look* If I had my say, you, and anyone else injured would not be allowed back into battle before being at 100 percent... I know it's unlikely to happen...

bvIronhide: *understands and puts up a hand to pat the yellow medic on the arm with gruff gentleness* I can't go back to battle till Nova's older, I don't think.

Ratchet: *small nod, chuckling quietly* *Then he's acking and doing a bit of a dance in place as a sparklet clambers up his leg to peek at bvIronhide and family*

Cragbuster: *Chirrrrrup*

bvIronhide: *looks down at the little golden form* ...I still don't understand why she's so much like an organic baby instead of like her brother. *gentle hand on the tiny back* But I'd give up cannons before I'd do anything to hurt her or hold her back. *blinks at the dance, and then chuckles with understanding as he sees the cause*

bvChromia: *resting her head on her mate's shoulder, and trying not to snicker at Cragbuster's antics. It's nice to not have to worry for a little while.*

Cragbuster: *Clickstorm!*

Ratchet: *fond exasperation* Cragbuster, what did your mother and I say about sneaking away from the creche?

Cragbuster: *Looks at Papa* Thrrrpt! *is a cheeky one, yes*

bvIrohide: Easy to see who made that one.

Ratchet: *has bitty by the waist now!* You have no idea... *asks Clarion where she is, also lets her know where the baby escaped to* *This time*

Clarion: *opens his office door and peeks out* I'm in here, Doc. Was readin' that book you gave me. *puts head out further* Buster, you little...

Cragbuster: Mama! :D

Clarion: You're supposeta be with the other kids. *slips out to come over and give him as stern a look as she can muster*

Cragbuster: Thrrrpt. *Giggle, reaches for Mama*

Ratchet: *Will give baby, and gently nuzzle Clarion's head*

Clarion: *gives the little bit a slight swat on his skidplate, then leans against her mate with a sigh* *quietly* I should bring 'im back.

bvChromia: *Thinks this Ratchet has turned into a sap*

Ratchet: *Gently* That's probably a good idea... Allen's more than likely at the point of frustration by now...

Clarion: *trembles slightly as she tries to psych herself up to leaving the medbay without him*

Ratchet: *more gentle nuzzle* Everything will be alright.

Clarion: *shakes a little harder and shutters her optics* I don't think I can do it, Doc.

Ratchet: *Gently* Alright... Why don't you and 'Buster finish the book?

Clarion: But he's supposeta be with the other kids. *looks up miserably* He won't learn nothin' if we let 'im run off all the time.

Ratchet: *About to respond when Thundercracker pokes his head into the medbay*

Thundercracker: Oh, so this is where the little goober went...

Cragbuster: *RAZZ, scoots around to hang onto Mama's back!*

Clarion: *squeaks and hides behind Ratchet* B... b... buster, you gotta g... g... go back.

Ratchet: *Gentle patpat for mate, will move around and grab Cragbuster as the little bit continues to razz Thundercracker*

Thundercracker: *Will gently cradle Cragbuster in the crook of his arm and nod to the medic before heading back to the creche*

Clarion: *knees give out on her. Seekers still scare the bolts out of her*

Ratchet: *hurries back to her side, clicking quietly and offering cuddles*

Clarion: *needs cuddles. All she can do is cling to his grill and hide*

First Aid: *from the start of the little passage that leads to the storeroom* I can watch things here, Ratchet.

Ratchet: *As he moves to gently lift his mate* Alright...

First Aid: *sympathetic look for the white femme as she reaches for Ratchet's wrist, then walks over to bvIronhide's table*

Ratchet: *Will offer Clarion his wrist as he moves to carry her to their quarters, where it's quiet and safe*

First Aid: *watches them go, and then looks at bvChromia, since her mate seems to have been hit with sleeping sparklet magic* *quietly* We can move you to a single room now. It's got a padded berth and some storage space. And then you can move to the bigger place after Chromia gets it ready.

bvChromia: *nod* *Quietly* Alright... *Knows that after having spent so much time around the larger femme that her counterpart will do a very good job of making the larger quarters comfortable*

First Aid: Would you like to move now? *looks at bvIronhide's peacefully sleeping face*

bvChromia: *Considers, nod*

First Aid: *gently attaches anti gravity disks to bvIronhide and then shifts him and his living cargo off the table and through the halls toward the empty barrack room*

bvIronhide: *peeks* Hrrm... 'Mia?

bvChromia: *Gently, as she snuggles* We're being moved to quarters....

bvIronhide: Already?

bvChromia: *nod* *Gently rubs Nova's back*

bvIronhide: *rumbles and shutters his optic again*

First Aid: *smiles down at the old soldier, and then steers him and his family into the room and onto the nicely padded berth* There you are. *takes off the anti grav devices* Sleep well, Ironhide.

bvIronhide: *doing so, one hand on his mate and one on his little one* *his engine is a quiet rumble of contentment*

bvChromia: *going to do like her mate and daughter, and have a nap as well*

First Aid: *soft chuckle and heads back to medbay*


A couple hours later


Lennox: //Ratchet, pick up.//

Ratchet: //Is there a problem, Major Lennox?//

Lennox: //Yup. The Tranquility auto impound just reported receiving a black Topkick. With an unusual passenger.//

Ratchet: //...// *soft groan, relays the message to Optimus as well* //How did Ironhide manage to get himself impounded?!//

Lennox: *worry unmistakable in his voice* //I have no idea. But he's not responding to me, not even to unlock the doors so I can get Carina out.//

Ratchet: //...Of all the times for WakeJumper to go missing...// *Will move to sit up*

Clarion: *startles and clings to mate* -What? Doc?-

Ratchet: *Soothing clicks* *Quietly* -Something's happened to Ironhide... Either that, or he's in a mood due to being impounded...-

Optimus: //First Aid is attending to Chromia. She's in deep stasis.//

Ratchet: //... Something has happened...// *will move to get up*

Clarion: *sits up too, unplugging the link cord and shivering fearfully with concern*

Ratchet: *Offers a hand to her, intends to go to the medbay and grab his field kit* //Major Lennox, I will be there as soon as I am able to... If you have to pick Ironhide's lock to get Carina out, do so... She's probably quite frightened by now...//

Lennox: //Pick it how? He's got the keypad style, and he never bothered making it any buttons.//

Clarion: *takes hand and will go with mate*

Ratchet: //Call a locksmith then... Or if you have to break a window, do that...//

Lennox: //Can't someone tell Carina to stop crying and let me in?//

Ratchet: //Give me a few moments...//

Lennox: //Make them short ones, okay?//

Ratchet: //Major, do you have any pennies on hand?// *Yes, he knows Ironhide will be miffed that Carina's been given junkfood. He just doesn't care at this point.*

Lennox: //Yes, and she's not even looking at them.//

Ratchet: //Is she calming down?// *is using the one-way radio to play clips of Ironhide talking*

Lennox: //No... wait. She stopped crying.//

Ratchet: //Gently tap on one of the windows and show her the pennies.// *hoping against hope that the sight of a favorite treat will encourage Carina to unlock the door and go to the Major* *Has his field kit, will gently kiss Clarion before moving to head out*

Clarion: *watches him go, and then goes under his desk*

Lennox: //Okay, tapping. Wow... How can something that little and cute give Looks like that?//

Ratchet: *Very soft snort* //She is Ironhide's daughter, after all... Is she showing an interest in the pennies?// *calculating the time it would take to get to the impound lot, decides to PINpoint instead*

Lennox: //Yes. She's looking at me. Still glaring, but she's watching the penny. Ah. Epps just brought some blue paint and a store points card//

Ratchet: *Amused snort* //Then it shouldn't be too long before she's out of Ironhide's cab.// *PINpoints to the impound lot*

Lennox: *hunkered by the still form of Ironhide's alt mode, talking softly as he holds Carina on one knee and the paint can on the other. Looks up as Ratchet appears*

Carina: *Is fussy, wants noms and for Papa to quit acting weird!*

Ratchet: *Moves to scan Ironhide*

Ironhide: *life signs nearly non-existent*

Ratchet: *Sharp curse, will begin figuring out the reason for that*

Carina: *Wibblebibble, hides against Uncle Will*

Lennox: *frowns at the curse* What is it?

Epps: *comes back from the office with a chisel to open the paint can with* Huh?

Ratchet: *As he begins eliminating probable causes* Something's gotten him severely weakened. *Yes, that is an undercurrent of worry in his voice*

Lennox: Can you bring us all back to base the same way you came?

Ratchet: Put a hand on Ironhide, and hold onto Carina.

Lennox: *looks at Epps, who jumps into the Topkick's bed and hunkers down* *lifts sparklet and paint and follows his friend* How's this?

Ratchet: That works. *Will bring everyone back to the medbay*

Carina: *FUSS!*

Lennox and Epps: *vacating the bed and going to a corner, where they'll give Carina the card and hold the paint in her reach*

First Aid: *comes over from Chromia's table and lifts Ironhide's hood*

Ratchet: *As he gets back to work* It's strange... He was fine when he and Carina left to run errands....

First Aid: ...He's had a spark attack.

Ratchet: ... *Sharp rush of air, glances to Chromia* And it's affected her as well....

First Aid: *applying light electrical shocks to Ironhide's spark compartment* Well, they are bonded. *intent expression as he works*

Ratchet: *moves to make sure there's room on the table for Ironhide, praying silently*

First Aid: *quiet yelp as Ironhide's engine roars to life and the old soldier rushes forward and knocks him down*

Ratchet: *Moves to help First Aid with Ironhide*

Carina: Papa!

First Aid: Ouch... Can you trigger his transform, Ratchet?

Ratchet: *moves to do so, will be ready to catch Ironhide's hands should the need arise*

Ironhide: *topples as soon as he's transformed, then groans and lifts one hand weakly* 'rina...

Carina: *Wants to go to Papa now! Wiggle, squirm, fuss!* Papa!

Lennox: *soothing the little femmelet and offering her paint on the card*

Carina: *Wants none of that. Will try and go to Papa now!*

Ratchet: *moving to help the old soldier* Easy, Ironhide...

Ironhide: *turns pained optics toward Ratchet* What...?

Ratchet: You had a spark attack...

Chromia: *Softly* 'Hahd...

Ironhide: *turns toward his mate's voice, grunting softly as his daughter's little fingers cling to the edges of his plating* Spark attack...

Ratchet: *As Carina moves to try and climb onto Ironhide's lap* Yes... *Will move to lift the old soldier* You'll be alright, Ironhide... For now, you need to rest and recover...

Ironhide: Slag... old... *optics darken with pain*

Ratchet: *Will get Ironhide and Carina situated next to Chromia, before going to get a pain override*

Ironhide: *trying to find his mate's hand with his own*

Chromia: *meets him halfway, will squeeze his hand*

Ironhide: *very soft rumble* Need to... UGH! *body shudders a bit with pain*

Ratchet: *back with a pain override, which gets applied*

Carina: *Soft whimper, is a scared bitty, but doesn't want to leave her parents*

Ironhide: *turns his head and looks at his friend with darkened optics* //Ratchet... 'Rina... to my brother.// *passes out*

Ratchet: *carefully lifts Carina, wincing as the little femmelet lets her displeasure be known loudly* *To First Aid, over comms* //Which quarters are our guests in?//

First Aid: *looks up from his work of setting up a spark booster for Ironhide* They're in barrack room eight.

Ratchet: *nods, and moves to bring Carina there, even as she fusses and protests being taken away from her Papa and Mama. As he walks, he muses on the fact that bvIronhide and the local Ironhide have formed a camraderie similar to the one their mates have*

bvChromia: *Hears a sparklet yelling, will move to sit up, optics widening as she recognizes just which sparklet is expressing themselves. Then she's carefully getting up and moving for the door*

bvIronhide: *lifts his head and frowns quizzically after her, his arms going around Nova as the golden sparklet stirs and looks around*

bvChromia: *Quite surprised to have Carina tucked into her arms, is even more surprised, and concerned, when Ratchet explains what has happened* *Will bring the upset sparklet over to the berth*

Carina: *still scared and upset, has worn herself out with the force of her tantrum*

bvIronhide: *heard what the medic said, and he's praying internally as he puts down a hand toward his mate and niece* *gentle rumble* 'Rina...

Carina: *Wibble, reaches for the hand*

bvChromia: *will get situated on the berth again, and gently rub the lilac-colored sparklet's back*

bvIronhide: *big fingers very very gently squeeze the little ones* Shhh, 'Rina. Your papa will be alright. Do you want to sleep with Nova?

Carina: *more wibble, nod, reach for Nova-Sissy*

bvIronhide: Set them together, 'Mia?

bvChromia: *nods, will do so, clicking quietly*

bvIronhide: *watches as Nova turns toward Carina and cuddles close, then looks around* Where's that... tarp... thing... of Nova's?

bvChromia: *will get the blanket and offer it to her mate* *A bit amused by the Autobot insignia in the center*

bvIronhide: *carefully covers his babies and tucks the blanket around them, then tops it with one brawny arm as he holds the other out to his mate*

bvChromia: *Will move to snuggle close* *Quietly* I hope your brother feels better soon...

bvIronhide: *quietly* We're tough old mechanisms, 'Mia. If I can survive what I just did, then he'll get over this.

bvChromia: *Small nod, will pray for Carina's family*

bvIronhide: *sighs and moves his head a little, restlessly, and then resumes his own thread of prayer*

((co-written with random_xtras))

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