Bring Me Back (You Saved Me Series Book 2) TFP

Can't go on much longer

Shelby looked up at she felt the box shake a little and the top to the box start to move. It lifted up and off, the bright light blinding her. She quickly covered her eyes and waited for something to happen. When nothing did, she looked up again. This time she saw Knockout looking down at her, blocking the light. His optics showing signs of sadness and guilt.

"I need to check your wounds." He stated quietly.

He didn't even look at her, he looked down at the box. When she didn't say anything, that's when he looked over at her.

"Shelby please, they need to be cleaned. I don't want you to get a infection." He tried again.

"What happened?" She asked, though mumbled, he just heard her.

He looked away, for he knew what she was asking about. He opened his mouth to say it, but he couldn't find the words too.

"What happened, Knockout? Why do you have to clean my wounds? What did you do to me?" She asked again, firmer this time. Her voice almost demanding.

"When Starscream hit Dreadwing with the missile...it didn't just hit Dreadwing. It hit you too. Your arms were in front of your face, giving you some cover. As well as you being turned away. So some of the blast hit your arm and shoulder, burning you pretty bad. You were instantly knocked out. There were other wounds on your arm as well. Ones I saw while I was patching you up. Has Dreadwing been hurting you? Or anyone else?" He explained.

She snapped her eyes to his. Shooting daggers at him.

"How dare you suggest that Dreadwing would hurt me. Why do you care anyway?" She snapped.

"I have always cared, Shelby. I'm sorry for what I said. I know you don't want to listen to me. But I did and still do care for you. I know I betrayed you, but nothing I said to Dreadwing was true. I just felt the need to cover myself. So my reputation didn't get ruined. I'm sorry that I hurt you and it had killed me everyday since you left. I've been guilt ridden and nothing seems to make up for it. I'm sorry." He finally let it out. Let out what he had been waiting to say to her since she ended up on the war ship again.

"If you care so much, you never would have brought me here." She stated. Her words cut through him like a scalpel. It hurt his spark to hear her say that.

"I was only following orders." He whispered.

She turned herself more into the corner of the box, not wanting to deal with him anymore. Knockout took that as a sign that she wasn't going to come willingly to get her wounds bandaged. So, he decided to grab her and do it anyway. He did try and apologize to her. He still felt bad, but he also didn't want her to die. Dreadwing would make sure he would parish. There would be no mercy on him. Shelby struggled in his grip, but not to hard. She didn't have enough energy to fight. She was very weak. He laid her down on the medical table and he activated his holoform to work on her.

He slowly started unwrapping her bandages. He made sure to be as gentle as he could. She winced as he got down the skin. The bloody mess from the open wound and starting to scar had stuck to the bandage. Knockout very carefully started to remove the last part of the bandages, trying hard to not rip off the healing skin. A small tear ran down Shelby's cheek. She tried hard to keep a straight face, not show how much pain she was really in. After Knockout got the rest of it off, he started to clean the wounds. He was slow and gentle. He then stopped for a moment, making Shelby turn and look at him. He was staring down at her arm. He took his fingers and gently caressed the other scars. His mouth gaped open, then closed again. He didn't know what to say to her. He had so many questions he wanted to ask her.