You rubbed the gem with your thump digit. You chain was soft in your palm, the glittery covering chipped away from the wear of time. You had found in rattling around in your subspace. It held a sort of warm familiarity you just couldn't place. It was obviously deeply special to you. You sighed and continued to longingly stroke the gem. Your optics widened then it light up slightly.

You rubbed it again and waited a moment to get a glow in reply. It happened. For some reason the glow in reply comforted to and caused a smile to grow on your dermas. It held the feeling of a home you have lost and that caused a pang of sadness to mingle with the warm feeling in your chassis.

You rubbed the gem again and smiled when the glow in reply lit up your face plates in the dark small room you called your dorm. You held the necklace close as you had an interaction with seemingly no one, but someone that filled you with a large warm feeling.

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Ratchet POV

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I watched the purple gem light up again. I was most confused was how anyone had the other half of this. I tried to shut down the pathetic blooming weight in my chassis that was growing with hope that's she still alive and this was her way of reaching out for me. I sighed and stroked my thumb over the gem again.

"No matter how far I am, no matter where I might be, this will allow me to be with you.." I heard her sweet voice chuckle

"But that makes no sense. Why wouldn't I just comm you?" I spoke my reply from all those years ago

"Ha! You're and idiot Ratchy!" I smiled longingly rubbing over the gem again, "it's more of a comfort item. So when you're missing me at night you can just rub the gem and the mine will light up."

"You mean if you get lonely?"

"Fine! Whatever I'll just take it back and get my money back!" I chuckle hearing her insulted tone ring in my processor

"Nononono! I didn't say I didn't like it!"

"Then keep it you spike helm!"

I smiled sadly at the soft purple glow, "I will... I will.."

I let a frown slip onto my face trying to blink away the tears, "Frag (y/n).. why?"

The gems glow was my only reply and I sighed and returned it to my subspace. That's enough of that, I have better things to do then trap myself in old memories. Y-yeah. That's the reason. Not because I miss her more than I care to admit. Not because I hate the cold berth I wake up to every morning.

No not because of that. I would never. It's definitely not because this clone is bringing up memories I care not to relive. I sighed, maybe visiting her will help...

I transformed and left the base driving off towards her favorite spot. The spot where we laid her down for a final time. I transformed at the base of the hill and started the climb less enthusiastic than the other times I was here. I reached the peak and looked up and stiffened. I stared at the torn up dirt and the make shaft tombstone tossed recklessly aside. I fell to my knee joints and scrambled forward to the empty grave.

"(Y/n)?" I whispered

I looked wide opticed at the damp dirt and scars in the ground from someone digging her out.

"(Y/N)!?" I called out to no one

I shakily pressed two digits to my comm, "Prime! The grave is empty!"

":;What Ratchet?;:" Prime asked confused

"(Y/n) is gone!" I shouted

":;Yes ratchet, She's been gone for awhile.;:" he spoke

"Prime! Her grave is lacking an important property! Her body!" I growled

There was a brief pause of static, ":;What?;:"

"Her body is not in the grave!" I yelled lifting a servo full of dirt

":;Are you sure?;:"

"Yes I'm sure Prime! I may be old, but I know when a body is not in the grave!" I snapped

":;I'll be right over.;:" with that the comms cut off

I stared helplessly at the empty grave. Where are you (y/n)?