Static

Chapter Ten

====== Optimus' POV ======

I awoke with a scream that echoed through the Ark like a bullet ricocheting of armour. I sat bolt upright only to be forced back down by several firm hands. The room around me was white but was slowly coming into contrast and soon, it looked familiar again. It was Ratchet's Medbay. The palms of my hands were cold but my forehead boiling. Then I realised something, I wasn't a Sparkling anymore and neither was Megatron. I twisted my head, again, only to have it forced back around upright. I should've heard lots of chatter going on around me, but I couldn't hear a thing.

Ratchet then gently sat me up and looked at me with wide, concerned optics. His lip plates moved but no sound came from them. When the only thing Ratchet received from me was a blank look, his face creased with anxiety and concern. He then turned my helm and opened up the audio-receptor cover and flicked a switch or something; then he did the same on the other side.

"Optimus can you HEAR ME?" as sound gratefully rushed back into my audios, Ratchet's voice became louder and louder until it reached normal volume. When I turned my head and said "huh?" a wide grin broke across Ratchet, Perceptor and Wheeljack's faceplates.

"What's so funny?" I demanded but with a hint of laughter in my voice too, "what happened?" Then Ratchet and the other two grew serious.

"After the explosion on the battlefield, you and Megatron were completely unconscious. In a quantum-lock stasis, for three weeks we tried to wake you up but to no avail until now."

"What about Megatron? What about Static? Are they all right? Where are they?" a ton of questions flooded my processor, each of them tumbling out of my vocaliser before I had a chance to stop myself.

"Hey, easy. Take it easy big guy, you were out for quite a while but don't worry. Static is fine and Megatron recovered a week ago and all the Decepticons are now back on the Nemesis. Megatron's in bed with a processor ache that's having adverse affects on him and his troops." Hushed Ratchet.

"But what about –"

"Static? She's fine but she's more docile than ever. Static was really worried about you and she couldn't recharge nor re-energise for days. But after you've had quality time with her I need Prowl to fill you in on anything that you've missed. Plus, you'll need to explain what was happening inside that head of yours during stasis."

"But where is she?" I desperately wanted to see my little darling sister; I had missed her so much during my weird stasis dream and I couldn't wait to hold her again and cuddle her and tell her it was going to be ok. Ratchet helped me up onto my pedes and we walked (stumbled in my case) to the Rec. Room where Static was sat beside Ironhide, who was fast falling into recharge.

"What's with 'Hide?" I asked Ratchet.

"Oh, he's fine. He's just been looking after Static all day and night today." Said Ratchet a tad bit dismissively, "anyway, I thought it was Static whom you came to see?" We gently walked over to my sister and I crouched down, Ratchet was stood behind me in case I passed out again.

"Hey, Static," I cooed, tickling her feet. As soon as I did, her face light up with joy and she bounced forwards, hugging my neck. I lifted her up and felt a surge of happiness and joy rush through our sibling spark-bond. I was surprised that she didn't start crying but what came next surprised me more so.

"Ra-Ra! Static was learning more names by the minute and it did my old spark good to see that she had remained strong during my coma-period, "I-hide! Bee-bee! Jas! 'Owl!" she yelled but one name she yelled louder than the rest.

"Op-a-muzz!" Static yelled into my audios and it was the most beautiful sound in the whole universe.

"She said my name!" I cried with amazement as tears filled my optics. But they weren't tears of despair or unhappiness; they were tears of complete and utter joy and a sense of greatness and I was proud to be a brother.

A/N:

A huge thank you to all of my readers and reviewers who have stayed with Optimus and Static all the way through. sadly this is the end of Static but if you all behave, i might write a sequel! IF i do write a sequel, please PM me if you have any ideas or beta me for ideas. A MASSIVE dinobot-size thank you to all but a Skyfire-size hug and thank you to the following reviewers:

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and last but most certainly not least, my good friend AlexisOptimus who gave me a few ideas for this story!

Till Next Time! *bows politely*