Ratchet POV
She was a fighter. A valuable and much needed asset for this war. Her place was out on the field, and mine was in base. She was my princess in shining armor she stole from a knight just to join the fight. I loved her so much. I approached her, her favorite flower, (f/f) in servo. I sat down next to her. "Hey, (Y/n). I've been thinking about the first time we met." I looked up at the stars, as I began telling her the story.~Flashback~
"Optimus. What are we to do with these four children?" I spat out. "I believe its our duty to keep them safe now, old friend. I will watch over the (H/c) female." He bent down to pick you up. "But Optimus. Your duties as a leader-" "Don't worry, Ratchet, sir. I'll keep him out of trouble." She smiled widely at me. My spark hummed a bit. I felt my fans silently kick in and my optics widen a bit. I scoffed and looked away.
~End of flashback~
"The time you first got hurt.."
~Flashback~
"Cool it, Ratchet. Its a few scratches." I looked up at her smiling face in bewilderment. "Scratches?! You're lucky I perfected mass displacement or else you'd be scrap metal!" I shouted at her. "Ah, but you wouldn't like that very much, would you?" She asked, smirking that signature smirk of hers. My spark thumped against my chassis and my faceplate heated up like an inferno. "I-I.." I just scoffed and went back to work. When she started laughing, I smiled softly and took a few glances at her.
~End of flashback~
My smile started to falter as lubricant built up in my optics. I looked down at her and laid the flower down.
~Flashback~
"Ratchet...she's not going to wake up. We all know it. She's been asleep for three months." Bulkhead put his servo on my shoulder. "N-No. I wont lose anyone else..! We wanted to have a future together.." I choked on my sobs. "Old friend, it pains me to see you and your beloved in this state. But though our young companion has fought and won many battles, I'm afraid this one she has lost." Optimus stood to reason. "O-Optimus.." I looked at him desperately. Lubricant built in his eyes and he turned away. I looked at everyone else who also looked at me with lubricant/tears and sympathetic optics/eyes. I then turned back to my sparkmate. I let out more sobs as I became smaller and stroked her cheek with my servo. I kissed her lips before muttering three words I wont say to anyone else: "I love you."
The only sound that could be heard was the sound of a monitor flatlining.
~End of flashback~
I looked down at (Y/n)'s grave as her favorite flower laid on the newly-dug dirt that marked where she was buried. "Goodbye, (Y/n). I love you." I let a few drops of lubricant slip before resting my forehelm on the dirt and then getting up, heading back to base. I knew that once I went back in that base, I had to let her go.

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Tfp, G1 and bayverse oneshots(Requests closed)
FanfictionUniverses: Tfp, bayverse, G1(until further notice) Lemons: Sometimes Fluff: Yes