Oh my word, Im back. I'm exhausted cause it is WAAAAY past my bedtime but i needed to put this up. I'm FINALLY done chapter 55 and I'm uploading a preview for now because it seriously needs to get cleaned up and I'm too tired to do that. Should be up tomorrow, Friday at the absolute latest.

Better AN then, as well as if you have any questions or stuff, ill do that then. Till then, enjoy this super short preview

He paused but didn't turn to face Flatline. He'd break down if he did. There was a clatter as something hit the ground and he glanced down to see a datapad, a file open on the screen. Hesitantly, he crouched down to pick it up before just as carefully standing upright.

"Chrome's debt, and his life, for Arachnid's." Flatline snarled. "But if she terminates because you couldn't save her, you're gonna wish you'd never set ped in that scraplet hole of a medbay."

Ratchet glared at the ex-medic for a klick longer before nodding.

"Deal." He said, turning back toward the alley.

"Get to work, and for that fragger's sake, you'd better save her." Flatline hissed as Ratchet walked past.

Ratchet took a step back away from the mech but his leg collapsed under him the same time as his comms abruptly cut off. A coldness rushed over his frame as he stumbled hard, barely managing to catch himself before his arm gave out as well and he fell to his side.

"There it goes." Flatline purred, optics flashing as he straightened.

"The frag…" Ratchet heaved, his entire frame going numb and unresponsive, "you do…"

"I didn't do anything." Flatline said, walking over before crouching down beside Ratchet's helm. "And in fairness, I did warn you."

The ice flowed through his frame as Flatline reached for him, grabbing his shoulder guard and dragging him upright into a sitting position. Only Flatline's grip on his shoulder guard kept him from falling again and a wave of panic washed over him.

"What…" Ratchet panted again but his vocal processor cut out with a hiss.

"You're lucky Arachnid is in such a good mood." Flatline continued as though Ratchet hadn't spoken, using his digit to lift Ratchet's helm to look him in the optics. "She barely scratched you."

His spark lurched and he opened his mouth to try and speak again but Flatline cut him off with a wave of his servo as he leaned him against the wall. He reached for Ratchet's limp arm, resting it on his kneejoint as he easily unclipped his bracer.

"It's a very specific type of paralysis drug. The beast frames use it, rumor has it they got the idea from organic beasts that inject venom with a bite. Arachnid loved the idea and had Mixmaster experiment with a serum that would do the same to us metallic types. He added one small side effect, specifically for Arachnid, I'm sure you're starting to feel it. In fact, it should be quite interesting to watch such a small dose work."

This will be deleted when i repost the chapter, but i am BACK BABY!