This idea has been in my head for a while so I decided to do it. I hope you guys like it. :-)

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They had managed to save most of them. The rest were in the matrix before medics could even get to them. Wheeljack, Optimus, Prowl, Ratchet, and Ironhide were all in the med bay but only four of them were sure to heal fully. Ratchet and Ironhide would be back on duty within a week. Primus did most of the work in terms of fixing Optimus, so he would be back at his desk also in about a week or two . Wheeljack's damage was a bit more severe so the inventor wouldn't be back to blowing himself up for about another two weeks. Thankfully, the four of them would make a full recovery. Prowl on the other hand wasn't doing very well. The medics weren't even sure that he would live through the night. The shot to his mid-section hit his fuel tanks and they exploded inside of him. Then the energon that exploded out of his fuel tanks contacted some internal circuits and wiring and cause them to short out, resulting in yet another explosion and a fire inside of him. It had been messy but the medics managed to fix him. Now it was up to his internal repair systems to do the rest.

Stellaris was pacing up and down the hall by Prowl's med bay room. First Aid and Hoist had just gone in to check on him and she was anxiously waiting for information. She wasn't Prowl's bondmate yet but he had proposed two months ago. They would have bonded soon after but the humans wanted them to have a traditional, human marriage ceremony since they were the first Autobot couple bonding since their arrival to Earth. They had both agreed because Earth was their new home and they wanted to embrace it's culture. Now she wished that she had refused to wait to bond with Prowl so she could do something. She hated being so useless and just standing back and watching as the medics frantically tried to stabilize him. Most of all, she hated seeing that strained expression on his face when he finally woke up from the fourteen hour surgery. She wanted more than anything to send him a pulse of love and reassurance to Prowl to help ease the pain.

Finally, after what felt like a millennia to Stellaris, First Aid and Hoist came out of Prowl's room.

"How is he?" Stellaris asked them.

It was First Aid that answered. "He's stable, but like we said before, it's up to him now."

She just nodded.

" He's awake. You can see him now." Hoist said.

She gave them a sad smile as a thank you.

The two medics walked down the hall to check their other patients. Stellaris took a deep intake to prepare herself for what she might see when she walked in the room. Once she felt ready, she opened the door and stepped in but she only got half way through the door because she was paralyzed in shock at what she saw. Prowl was lying deathly still on the berth with his optics offline. The only indications that he was still alive was that the spark monitor he was hooked up to was still beeping, and that there were no medics swarming around him trying to get his spark beating again. He was connected to an IV and there was a thermo blanket draped over him up to his waist. Once she had calmed down enough, she walked the rest of the way in. Her initial shock turned into spark wrenching sorrow. The sound of the door closing woke Prowl and he slowly onlined his optics. They were dimmer than usual but that was to be expected. Once his optics were fully online, he turned his head towards the door and when he saw Stellaris, he gave her the same small smile he gave everyone else. The only difference was that his optics were full of sadness and hopelessness. After one look at him, Stellaris knew that he didn't expect to see the morning sun. She walked over to the side of his berth and she gave him the same sad smile that she had given First Aid and Hoist.

"Stella" he said to her. His voice was raspy and tired.

She smiled at the nickname he had given her so many months ago."I'm here" she assured him.

"Come lay down with me?" he asked her.

"Of course" she said.

She climbed onto the berth with him and laid on her side, snuggling deeper into his.

"I'm going to die, aren't I?" he asked.

Just by the way he said that, Stellaris knew that he was giving up on any hopes of living. He wasn't trying to stay alive.

"We don't know,…" she told him. "…but you need to fight to survive. You can't give up on life. We all need you. Optimus, Jazz, Bluestreak, the entire ark crew, they all need you. I need you. You need to fight to survive. If not for yourself than for me, for all of us. We need you Prowl. Please, fight to be with us."

All he could manage to do was nod. He was amazed that she knew he wasn't trying, but then again, it wasn't so surprising that she could tell. She knew everything about him.

Then she propped herself up on her elbow and use her hand from her other arm to gently cup his face. She then offlined her optics and gave him a soft kiss. He offlined his optics as well and tried to reciprocate the kiss but couldn't do much because of his weakened state.

She slowly pulled back and told him " I love you so much and can't imagine life without you. Please fight for your life. Fight for me. Fight for us."

"I will" he said.

"Promise?" she asked.

"Promise" he told her.

"Good" she said before giving him another kiss. "Now get some rest, you'll heal faster."

"Will you stay?" Prowl asked.

"I'm not going anywhere." She told him. She laid back down and carefully placed her hand on his chest, over his spark chamber. She knew that he was connected to a spark monitor but she needed know for herself that he was alive. She needed to feel his spark pulsing and since they didn't have a bond yet, this was the best she could do.

I hope you guys liked it. This might be a one-shot or I could do more. It's up to you guys. Review and tell me what you think about the story and whether I should do more or not. Please Review! :-)