A great mech once told me that 'when a spark goes online, there is great joy. When one is extinguished, the universe weeps.' I didn't understand what he meant until my own mech creator was offlined by a traitors servo. I have wept over this incident many a time, my sibling and femme creator as well. Although I have my mates and sparklings to fill in that void...I still miss him, but today was going to be the day. The day that everything gets turned around. Ratchet, the best medic there ever was, has finished rebuilding the frame. I was so excited that I didn't have time to be angry that he never told me he found Ironhide's spark, that he's kept it in an incubator of sorts. I was too excited at the fact that my mech creator was going to be back...be online. Be with us, where he belongs.

Standing there cradling my two little ones in my arms and a twin on either side, I looked down at the still frame of my creator. He looked exactly like he did before he turned to ash, the scars had even been remade, everything was perfect. A lump formed in my throat as I stared down at the cold offline frame. Two servos gently touched my back, one from each of my loves, the soft warmth of love and a calming gentle embrace through the bond relaxed me immensely. Taking in a shuddering breath, I looked up to see Ratchet stalking over with a cart that held a small clear box. Little lines were leading into it to feed the glowing orb energon and keep it stable. I watched with wide optics as Ratchet ever so slowly opened the chest plates and the empty spark chamber.

He carefully opened the little box, and oh so gently grabbed that spark. The spark of my mech creator. He may not be my real creator, but he's the closest thing to it. Pulling it out of the box I felt my little ones quit squirming as they two stared in awe. My twins behind me stood as if they were sentries, optics on that orb. It was truly beautiful, a deep sapphire with pearly white veins running through it. A soft electrical gold-blue tone crackled over it like lightning, illuminating all of us. My twins, sparklings and I, all watched as Ratchet gently placed that orb of life, my creators spark, back into his body. It was silent in the room, nothing moved, nothing breathed. Shuttering my optics I reached through the bond with my spark, tentatively brushing for his. For the longest time I didn't feel anything, doubt clawing at me, choking me.

Come on daddy...you're Ironhide...our weapon specialist. Bots need you, Chromia and Wisteria...I need you. Ever so softly the sound of systems onlining came about and those deep deep blue optics I loved, lit up. A soft sob echoed from my chassis as each twin took one of the little ones from my arms. My papa shot up and before he could do anything else I tackled into him. Slamming him back into the berth with my weight as I cried into his chassis. The tense frame below me relaxed and war hardened servos gently caressed my wings and back. A rumbling filled the air from his engine as he let out rough crooning noise. I briefly heard Ratchet shooing the twins out so that we could have our moment.

:I thought you were dead.: I said through the bond. He seemed surprised that the bond was back, but glad none the less, utilizing it eagerly.

:As did I...but...I felt you. You gave me the will to come back sweet spark.:

:But how! I couldn't feel you, or find you!:

:I'm not sure...I think it was Hatchet.:

The whole time we conversed through the com link shuddering sobs echoed from my frame as I sobbed into his charcoal armor. A gentle servo tapped my abdomen causing me to let go from my death grip.

:I see they couldn't wait for their grand creator to return hmm?: A broken giggle came from my screwed up voice modulator.

:N-no. They are the twins after all.: I stated while rubbing my optics. A deep rumbling laugh swept through his chassis into me.

:Very true. What are their designations?: Curling into his side and wiping the last tear awhile while he rubbed my shoulder I spoke in a trembling voice through the bond.

:S-Sunburst and Shellshock. My mechling and femmeling.:

:Mechling and femmeling? I thought they were twins.:

:They are, but somehow they ended up different from your usual ones.:

:I'm sure I'll love them just the same. They are yours after all.: A faint smile touched my face.

:I'm glad you approve.:

:I will always approve of you sweetling.: Another broken giggle came forth as I spoke quietly.

:Would you like to meet the little terrors?: I asked teasingly.

:Of course.: Smiling I switched concentration and spoke to my lovers through our mate bond.

:You can come back now...and bring the little ones.:

:You sure baby?:

:You seemed pretty distraught sweet spark.:

:No it's all good. Come on in.:

:Alright.: Looking back up at my creator I smiled warmly.

:Daddy I think you'll like them.: He smiled warmly back.

:As I said before, I'll love any little one you bring into this world.: Giving a fizzling giggle, I turned towards the door with both my wings and antennas raised. A moment passed before Sides and Sunny brought my little twins in. Smiling I held out my servos and the twins immediately put my sparklings in my arms. Flashing a serene smile to my loves I turned to my mech creator.

:'Hide, meet your grand creations.: The way my mech creator smiled was priceless. It was so sweet and caring, though at the same time still my lovable weapons specialist of a mech creator.

:May I?:

:Sure.: Holding them out to his open arms I allowed him to take them. He let out little cooing noises to them getting snickers from my twins. I gave them a playful, but stern shove over the bond to get them to shut it.

:Which one's which?:

:The mechingling is the green one. His designation is Shellshock.: He gave off that grin again and nuzzled my twins, bouncing them to get giggles and coos back.

:Then this precious little bubbly one must be Sunburst, your femmeling?:

:Yup.: I could feel curiosity coming from my little ones, while adoration and pride came from 'Hide. A soft smile crossed my face plates as warmth filled my spark. My mates gently looped an arm around my waist as we watched my mech creator and sparklings get acquainted. This is already a good beginning to the rest of our lives.


AN:

You like? Yes, I'm back in action everyone! Though I must worn you with school and internet problems in the way, I can only hope that I will be able to update as much as I can. ^^ I hope that you all liked this new chapter, been working on it for a while trying to make it presentable. ^^' Let me know what ya'll think!

~D.R. Out