Lost Everything
Ratchet was unaware that his thought about Jetfire had been picked up and he waited in impatient silence for Soundwave to do something. If nothing else, having the mech shut the door in his face would be better than leaving him standing here awkwardly and hoping heâd said or done the right thing to get Soundwaveâs cooperation.
When Shockwaveâs image appeared, Ratchet straightened up with a satisfied look and a nod. He opened his mouth to say something only to snap his jaw shut at the snippet of music. Earth music, and it took him a moment for his translator to catch the meaning.
"Very funny," he snapped.
The only thing that kept him from trying to hit the other mech was the remembered pain of being slammed into a wall. Among other things. He hadnât yet fully repaired from that incident and didnât think any of the other medical staff would take lightly to him aggravating his injuries.
"Then I was right. About both things, actually. Weâve certainly been trying to get an idea of Shockwaveâs whereabouts. I assume youâll continue peeking into protected files, so youâll know if we find anything."
Ratchet huffed, waving a servo through the air in front of his face.
I assume you'll continue ... trying to get an idea of Shockwave's whereabouts.
Interesting. Â So the Autobots were as curious to know what had happened to the mech as he was. Â But for what reasons? Â He knew his own, and no other bot would have ones anything like them. Â Did they still view Shockwave as a threat? Â Were they just as afraid of what he might be doing out there in what remained of the untamed wilderness between piles of rubble now as they were back when Megatron was leading them all?
If they did beat him to finding out something - anything at all - that indicated Shockwave was alive and well instead of a pile of grey metal back where Starscream had last seen him, then he would do his utmost to beat them to getting there. Â Soundwave would not fail the bot and lose him yet again.
But... that was all assuming that he was wrong to have done his grieving.
And he did not believe that he had been.











