Stardate 21227
I was kept after shift by reports today. Today marks the first day Wheeljack entered my medbay under his own power, not carrying one of his own limbs. He sat on the bed next to my station and simply stared at me. It was very unnerving.
"Something I can help you with?" I asked.
"Yes." He replied. His voice was like silk...
I finished the rest of the reports with him staring at me. I turned the computer off, giving Jack my full attention. He hooked a digit in my collar and dragged me to bed.
He frightened me, but I welcomed the control.
Why?
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Medic's Log
FanfictionA series of snippets from the life of Ratchet, starting with his last suicide attempt.
