One last gift

             One last gift

The sun bakes hot this spring morning. Ratchet lays in his own throughts. Two years has passed since Ironhide was murdered. He has been completely crushed, but now he has something there keeps him alive. Someone there needs him. His and Ironhides son Lightsilver on a half year.  He feels something there cuddles up against him. He turns his head to the side and sees his son. His eyes shines with tenderness. Lightsilver fails with his eyes and lays himself against his “mother”. Lightsilver looks like a perfect mix between himself and Ironhide. Patches with Ironhides gray color. Markings of Rachets yellow / green and a little red here and there. Silverlight had brought so much joy into him and all the others in the pack.  He turns his attention to his son. “How did the training go?” he asks and Silverlight looks at him over his shoulder. “Ok. I think.” he mumbles and yawns. “What happened?” “Nothing.” “You forget how good I know you.” Silverlights shoulders sinks in defeat. “Mother. Am I weak?” asks the pup and lays his ears down. “Who says that?” growls Ratchet mad. “Rhymo.” “Prowl and Jazzs son?” “Yes.” The elder sighs inside. There is always problems with the two youngest. “No. You are not weak.” “But Rhymo says that my father is gone because of...” “Your father was murdered. There was nothing you could do!” Ratchet says and stands up. Silverlight gives a yep when his warm pillow moves away. “Follow me.” mumbles Ratchet and gently pushes his son to their common hollow. Silverlight goes down and puts himself comfortably. Ratchet looks down at him from the caves entrance. “Mom?” “I ill be right back. There is something I need to do.” Ratchet turns around and walks over to Prowl and Jazzs hollow. “Hey.” he calls down and Prowls head emerging in the entrance. “Ratchet?” “Do you know if there is something wrong between Rhymo and Lightsilver?” The elder asks and Jazzs head appears beside Prowls shoulder. "Why?" "My son came up to me and told me about a small clash between your puppy and mine." Jazz frowns and looks sharply over his shoulder. “Rhymo!” he calls. The small gray pup shows up and he creeps visibly when he sees Ratchet. "Have you been up and fight with Lightsilver?" asks Prowl his son and Rhymo looking down at his feet. "Maybe." mutters Rhymo and it is answer enough for Ratchet. He growls angrily. "You're lucky to have both of your parents, but Lighsilver only has me. He did not live to see his father before he was killed. "snarls Ratchet and turns around and goes back to his cave. What he finds is that anger to disappear and love to surge forward. His son was rolled into the moss as Ratchet will use as sleeping. Jazz and him had gotten better caves, after they had got their puppies. Ratchet go silently down and curls up on Light Silver. Before he fell asleep he heard his son mumble something. "One more time?" Whispers Ratchet. "I love you mom." Mutters Light Silver more clearly and Ratchet smiling. His son is Ironhides last gift. And he will protect it with his life.




Thanks to Antubis0 for loans of images and ideas.