Hello world, and how is everyone today? I know it's been one HELL of a long wait, but I've been busy with my other stories, and just haven't got around to his yet- but don't worry! I have EVERYTHING planned out for this story, and it's gonna be EPIC!:D For more information, please follow, review, and favorite! Maybe I'll give you all a few insights to this story;)

~Starscream's Biglover

Chapter 3:

The next day, Arcee awoke to find find herself still clutched in Starscream's firm grasp, and smiled, snuggling in closer to his chest. His breathing was like music to the femme's audio receptors, and watching his chest move up and down made Arcee crazier for Starscream! There was no doubt about it, Arcee loved Starscream with her entire spark, and her entire feelings.

Her bright, blue optics studied the way Starscream's crimson, red optics suddenly flickered on, and studied her, passion hinted . The seeker gave her a warm and inviting smile before he reached down and pressed down, hard against her lips. It was a deep, tender kiss that took Arcee by surprise, but she returned it nonetheless. When it was broken, they nuzzled the other's neck, and laughed a bit.

"So, how did you sleep?" Starscream asked, deep voice echoing in Arcee's audio receptors.

"Like an angel." the two wheeler replied, rubbing his chest with her digit.

"That's simply because you are one, my dear angel."

"Stop it!" Arcee said, playfully slapping his arm.

"Oh, come on! You should very well it's the truth!" Starscream laughed, leaning down to give her another, tender kiss.

"We should... probably go and get some energon, or something." said Arcee.

"Aw, but we're having so much fun! Can't we just stay here for a little bit longer?" Starscream asked, still smiling.

"Well, we can't stay in here forever, and the others will probably start to wonder. Oh my primus! Optimus would SO kill me if he found out we were interfacing!" said Arcee.

"I know, he would! Imagine what MEGATRON would do to us if he knew!" Starscream laughed.

"He'd beat us to a bloody pulp- hell he'd kill us both!" Arcee laughed.

"Back to the subject; we probably should leave, I don't want the others to know what we did."

"Fine." said Starscream grumpily, rising up, putting his protoform back on himself. Arcee followed his move, and once they were both in dressed, they went to the energon supply, and grabbed a few cubes for themselves. Arcee started chugging hers down, and suddenly felt sick. Her stomach started to feel a little... queasy, and the heat in the room didn't help at all.. She squeezed it a bit, and felt as if she was goin to-"BLAH!"

Arcee hurled onto the floor, and fell, only to be caught by Starscream. "Arcee, are you okay?" Starscream asked, supporting her with his slender arms.

"Yeah, I- I think so! What just... happened?" Arcee asked, breathing heavily.

"I'm not sure- one minute you drinking the energon, the next you're on the ground purging your intakes!" Starscream said. "Do you need medical assistance?"

"N-no, I... I think I'm okay." Arcee said sitting back down. "I just have to... take it easy is all." she said, reaching for her energon cube. Arcee stated to drink again, only to feel even more sick, and she fell it coming up again. Arcee fell to the floor, and heaved again, this time more serious, and more barbaric.

"What's with all the noise? Some of us are still trying to catch our z's!" said Bulkhead, emerging from his room, to see Arcee puking helplessly on the marble floor. He rushed over her, and shoved Starscream out of the way, checking her breathing. "What did you do to her?!" yelled Bulkhead.

"Nothing! One minute she was sipping her energon, the next she's throwing up on the ground!" Starscream said.

"Guys, I-I'm fine, really!" Arcee protested.

"Your stomach, and the vomit on the floor says otherwise." Ratchet said, coming over to her. "Come with me." he said. Starscream and Bulkhead followed the two of them, but were shoved out of the room by Ratchet. "I am afraid only the medic can see her at this moment." he said. "I will inform you both once I find out what's wrong wit her. In the meantime, inform the others of Arcee's current condition, and get someone to clean the floor." Ratchet said, closing the door behind him.

"Ratchet, what's wrong with me?" Arcee asked, feeling the energon she consumed make it's way out of her gut.

"Hold on Arcee! Just take it easy, slow breaths, slow breaths!" Ratchet said, running to get her a bucket out of a small closet. Seeing Ratchet run didn't help at all, and Arcee felt the energon rising out of her. Arcee clutched her stomach again, and suddenly hurled over the floor, just as Ratchet shoved the bucket in front of her. The two wheeler took it from his grasp, and held it up to her face, heaving inside of the bucket, as Ratchet rubbed her back and soothed her.

"That's it Arcee, that's it. Just let it out. it's okay, it's okay." he said, cooing her. Five minutes passed, and Arcee's legs were shaking with exhaustion, she felt tired and sleepy. At least I can finally breath again! Arcee said. Ratchet thought for a moment, and suppressed a sigh. He took a scanner from a small cabinet, and scanned Arcee's stomach. "By the Allspark!" Ratchet said.

"What? What is it, Ratchet?" Arcee asked, fear rising inside of her.

"It... it can't be!"

"What, what is it?"

"That's impossible!" Ratchet yelled.

"What's wrong?" Arcee said.

"In... in the middle of a war, too WHY!"

"RATCHET, WHAT THE PIT IS IT?!" Arcee screamed.

"Um... Arcee, I am going to have to ask you a few questions, and even though it might seem a bit... strange and uncomfortable, I need your honest answer, do you understand?" Ratchet said.

"Okay then... what is?" Arcee asked.

"... how many times have you been experiencing sexual performances? In other words, how many times have you interfaced?" Ratchet asked.

"Uh, not... not a lot!" Arcee said, optics bugging out, and looking around, as if they were bouncing off the walls. "Why?"

"Arcee... you... you're ah... well, who have you been... interfacing with?"

"Ah..."

"Is it with... him?"

"..."

"Is it... Bumblebee?"

"WHAT?! NO! Are you kidding me? Bumblebee isn't even my age- yet alone my type!" Arcee shrieked.

"Okay, okay! Just take it easy, it's just a question! And if it's not Bumblebee, then who is it?"

"Why do you need to know?!"

"B-because I just do!" yelled the medic.

"But why?"

"Because I just do, and being your doctor, I promise not to tell ANYONE- not even Optimus! It stays between you and me- you have my full, solemn word!" Ratchet said.

"Okay... it's... it's Starscream!" she said.

"... Starscream?" asked Ratchet curiously. "You did say Starscream, right? You know, ex-decepticon, the one who killed your dearly, beloved partner, Cliffjumper, and gave you that scar on your side? That Starscream?"

"Yes, that Starscream." replied Arcee trying to hold back a lump in her throat.

"Okay," said the medic, taking a deep breath. "Well Arcee, I ran a scanner over your body, allowing me to see inside, and... well... What I found was... intensifying. You see Arcee, y-you're p-pregnant!" said Ratchet, squeezing his optics shut tight, expecting the worst. But it never came; the femme looked at Ratchet, then down to her stomach.

"I'm... gonna be a... a mommy?" Arcee asked.

"Well... in Cybertronian language, you would technically be considered a carrier rather a mommy, but yes." Ratchet said.

"R-Ratchet?" Arcee asked, tears filling in her optics. "I... I don't think I can do this!" Ratchet sighed, and brought her into a close embrace. The medic held the hysterical femme, soothing her as she cried her optics out. "H-he won't l-love me anymmmoree!"

"I'm sure he'll still love you. Mechs tend to be a bit more positive about this topic than you think. It's the femmes who respond so... differently. If Starscream didn't love you, why would he... do what he did with you, hmm?" asked Ratchet, holding her in his strong arms.

"We'll tell him together, alright?" asked Ratchet, wiping away her tears. Arcee stopped crying, and took a deep breath. "Alright."

Starscream paced back and forth, hold his chin with his right servo, and kept his left arm behind his back. Bulkhead sat on the couch, clenching his fists into balls, and Bumblebee sat beside him, twitching his servo. Optimus stood before his men, watching closely as they all shared different ways of handling stress. The last of the Primes stood there, waiting patiently for Ratchet and Arcee emerge from the med bay.

About half an hour later, Ratchet exited the med bay, and walked over to starscream. They began muttering to themselves, until Ratchet took him inside as well. "Hey, how come he gets ta go, and we don't?" Bulkhead asked, rising, and walking after them, only to be stopped by Optimus.

"Bulkhead whatever the intention is, I am sure they will tell us." he said. Bulkhead growled, but walked back to the couch, and, began balling his fist again. Optimus rolled his optics, but turned his attention when a scream emerged from the med bay. "WHAT?" yelled Starscream. Crying came from inside, and, then suddenly, silence.

"I can't take this anymore! What's taking so fragging long?!" yelled Bumblebee. Everyone turned their attention to him in an awkward silence; never had they heard the young scout cuss, or have an outrage like that! "Bumblebee, I am sure it is going to be fine." said the Prime, walking over to the youg mech, and resting his servo on his shoulder.

Starscream emerged, and walked to the great Prime, and beckoned him to come inside. Bulkhead grumbled, and Bumblebee cracked his knuckles. Starscream ignored them, and followed the Prime into the sick bay. "Optimus, Arcee and Starscream have some... information they would like to share with you." said Ratchet.

"Arcee, what is going on? Are you hurt?" asked the Prime.

"Wha- no! No, it's just... starscream and I have been seeing each other for a great amount of time now, and... we kinda..."

"What Arcee means to say," said Starscream, stepping in, and wrapping an arm around her waist, "is that... we love each other. And we... interfaced... and now Arcee is.. p-p-pregnant." Optimus looked at Arcee, then at Starscream, and then at Ratchet (who leaned against the wall, nodding) and then finally at Arcee's stomach.

"Well, I will admit that this is most certainly... unexpected. It seems that Primus... however, had blessed the two of you with a sparkling. I congratulate the both of you. I couldn't be happier for you! Arcee, this does mean that you will not be able to go out on certain missions, and will have to take extra measures, to ensure your safety." said Optimus, smiling at the two.

"Wait, what? I thought you were for sure going to beat me until I die?" Starscream said.

"No, Starscream; I would never do that to one of my men! You may have a complicated past, and you may have killed various autobots, but I could never take away a sparkling's sire!" said the great Prime.

"Optimus, are you sure you're okay with all this?" Arcee asked.

"Of course I am. It will nice having a little sparkling running around the base! And I'm sure the others will help in any and every way they can!" said the Prime, looking at the door. Starscream and Arcee looked at each other,and walked to the door. They emerged, to meet an anxious looking Bulkhead and Bumblebee. "Arcee, are you alright? What did he do to you?!" demanded Bulkhead, ganging up on Starscream. Arcee stopped him, and looked at the two.

"Bulkhead, Bumblebee, there's something I must say to the both of you," Arcee said. "Starscream and I are... ah, well, you see love each other, and sometimes when two people love each other very much... you end up having a little sparkling." Bulkhead and Bumblebee looked at each other, optics the size of two scraplets, and then back at them.

"A-ah... are ya sure?" asked Bulkhead.

"Positive." Starscream replied, nodding his helm. Bulkhead squinted his optics, and unsheathed his hammer, and started chasing Starscream around. The scene would've been funny if it weren't under the circumstances. Optimus tripped Bulkhead, and looked him square in the optic. "Bulkhead, was all that really necessary? Starscream and Arcee are having a sparkling, and you don't even realize what you're doing, go you? You were going to take away an innocent sparkling's sire! I understand that it is hard to believe that Starscream and Arcee are lovers- HEY!- but, there are other ways to deal with this! And this is most certainly not the way!" Optimus yelled. Bulkhead got off the ground, and walked into his room, and Starscream turned to look at Arcee, who was being cheered up by a hyper Bumblebee.

He laughed at the sight of him acting like this, and walked over to her. "Alright Bumblebee, let's not over do it." he said. Bumblebee nodded excitedly, and walked over to- better yet SKIPPED over to Optimus. "Now that the Prime has to deal with him, that leaves us alone." he said, grinning.

"Yeah, uh Starscream look, I just... I kinda just wanna get some sleep. I feel kind of tired." Arcee said.

"Oh, alright then." Starscream said, wings dropping. "Do you want me to come with you, my angel?" Arcee laughed at that, and nodded her helm. Starscream smiled back at her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and lead her to his... their room. Starscream looked down at her, and observed her as she leaned into his chest. He realized that he was going to be a sire, and was going to be taking care of a little sparkling. He stopped walking, and swooped Arcee... and his sparkling into a his arms. Arcee smiled, and wrapped her arms around his neck, and let the mech do all the work.

The seeker walked a recharging Arcee over to their berth, and gently place her down. Then, he walked over to the door, closed it, and turned the lights all the way down. He walked over to the berth, and pulled out a thermal blanket. Starscream laid down next to Arcee, and pulled her into his hold, resting her helm in his chest, wrapping arms around her. He pulled the thermal blanket over them, and watched as she recharged in his hold. Soon, Starscream too fell asleep with Arcee.

So, how was this chapter? Any of the character OOC? Let me know what you think in the reviews, and please follow and favorite as well! If you do this, I promise you I will post chapters more often!:D Also, just so you all know, this story takes place a few months after Starscream requested to join the autobots, and in this story, he does join them, and he replaced hi T-cog when he was about to make the incision. The story is a little different, and things are going speeding up a little to fast, but like I said, I have the story ALL figured out, and what's going to happen. For some insights on the future for this story, review, favorite, and follow.

~Starscream's Biglover;)