The two mechs stepped onto the chamber. The cavern was large, the ceilings vaulted high. The floor was covered in water except for a small island that was still visible and a small path that led to it. They looked out across the cavern and saw two figures curled up on the island. Recognizing their bond-mates alt modes and sensing the bonds between them, began to move along the path that led to the island. They paused as the water rippled along the path. Two serpents lifted their heads, watching the bots. They glanced at the femmes then looked then back at them. They nodded towards the femmes and the mechs moved on. When they stepped into the island, they went to their respective mates.
Ratchet kneeled next to the curled form of Firefly and placed his hand on her back. The large wolf femme's amour rippled under his touch. Her optics activated with a crystal glow. As they returned to normal, she felt along their bond and Ratchet felt her brush along him, asking.
:Forgive me?: She asked him.
:Of course Firefly: he said.
Jazz also went next to his mate. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he called to her gently. Her optics fluttered on, catching Jazz in her sight and she lifted her head.
:Jazz, I'm so sorry. But I had to. Please forgive me: she said softly over their bond. Jazz wrapped an arm around her.
:Most certainly: he replied.
"Why did you leave?" Ratchet asked his mate. Firefly lifted her head carefully and looked into his optics. Then she reached around to grab something.
"Don't worry 'Clipse. No one's mad. We were all worried though," Jazz told Eclipse.
"There is something that I want you see. The reason we came here," she said. She motioned to her curled side and Jazz moved to the other side of Eclipse. She pulled back her wing to reveal…
Ratchet simply stared. He couldn't comprehend this.
"This? It really? I don't…" Firefly pushed her snout against his chassis and Ratchet gently wrapped his arms around the small bundle. It's blue optics came online and it looked up at Ratchet, unmoving. Then it reached a small hand up to brush against his chin.
"Primus Firefly. She's beautiful," he murmured, settling closer to her. The femme turned and stretched and transformed back to her bipedal mode and leaned against Ratchet.
"I haven't thought of a name. I can't come up with one that is right," she said, resting her head against his shoulder.
Jazz couldn't believe his optics. The nudging of Eclipse's tail brought him out of his stupor.
"Go one. They should know their co-Creator," she said. Jazz carefully picked the two forms up. Two pairs of gold optics watched him. Content with their holder, they snuggled against his chassis. Eclipse also transformed and leaned her forehead against his, her body curving next to him.
"I was thinking Silver Bell and Gold Wind," she told him.
"Those are beautiful names," Jazz agreed.
"What about Whisper?" Ratchet suggested. Firefly rubbed her head against him.
"It's perfect," she said. The white and gold femme had curled against her co-Creator's chassis. Her blue optics were dim, sound in recharge.
"Dis makes me so happy 'Clipse," Jazz told her. The femme gazed down at the sparklings in her mate's arms. The little femme's gold optics had dimmed and her silver frame blended into Jazz's, the light blue barely seen. The little mech was the same way but his dark blue stood out a little more.
The mechs settled next to their mates, letting them rest. The two serpents swam back and forth, guardian the four as Guardians did. After a few hours, the two femmes had enough strength to stand. They stood next to their mates, cradling their sparklings. Flash Trick came up and said his farewell and had another Guardian come. The Guardian glowed and in an instant, they four were back in front of the Ark. They headed in to the halls, most of the residents sound in recharge. They went their separate ways and to their quarters.
As Jazz and Eclipse entered the room, the sparkling femme began to cry. Jazz took the young mech and held him as Eclipse comforted the young one.
"Hush Silver. It's alright," she cooed softly. She quieted down after a few moments and Eclipse went over to the berth where her bond-mate was already sitting. She sat next to him and pressed against him.
"They're beautiful love. A pair of twins," he told her as they cradled them next to each other. They moved up to the corner of the berth and curled into each other and leaned against the wall and held the twins, watching them recharge. Eclipse drifted off not long after, Jazz joining her.
The two medics of the Ark were already sound in recharge, laying on their side, facing each other, Whisper recharging between them. The two had watched their sparkling before they let their systems go offline.
When Prowl entered the medbay the next day with First Aid, he noticed that some things had been moved. He turned to First Aid.
"Can you see if Ratchet is in his quarters?" he asked the junior medic. He nodded and went over to the door and knocked. He heard a slight shuffling. There was no other sound and First Aid went to turn away when the door slid open. Ratchet stood there, looking balefully at the two mechs. He stepped out, letting the door slide close.
"Is there something I can help you with Prowl?" the medic asked him. Prowl simply stood there, watching him with his usual indifferent expression.
"You had us worried Ratchet. Though I see you have returned and I would assume Jazz has returned as well," he said, standing there, watching the CMO. The CMO put his hand on his forehead, a habit that he had picked up from Sparkplug.
"Don't worry about it Prowl. We'll tell you what is going on later today, after Jazz and the femmes wake up." Prowl's eye ridge lifted.
"The femmes are back. Well, that is good to hear. I'll expect you and them to explain what is going on at 1300 today." With that, Prowl turned and walked out. First Aid looked from the door to his mentor.
"Don't worry about it Aid. Just help me mix some special Energon." The two began to work in silence.
At 1 that afternoon, Ratchet and Jazz walked into the meeting room. Optimus, Prowl and Wheeljack were sitting in the room.
"Jazz. Ratchet. I would assume that you have a reasonable explanation for this?" Optimus asked, not sounding concerned in the least bit. Jazz gave him one of his typical smiles.
"Yeah Prime. There was a reason the femmes left. In fact, I believe dat dey are here now," he said, looking to the door as it slid open. They watched Eclipse step in, Firefly right behind her, Eclipse's wings pulled in front of her. After the door closed, she pulled them against her back. The Autobots drew in air sharply through their air intakes. Firefly chuckled as she moved to stand next to Ratchet, showing who she was holding.
"This is why we left. Once we realized we had sparklings, we were forced to hide. Even though Centercord is gone, sparklings are rare and even more in danger when a Creator is a Guardian," Firefly told them, her optics having a sad look to them.
"It's understandable," Prowl said, watching as the gold and white sparkling activated her optics. She looked around and spied the other Autobots. She watched them, observing them with curious look.
"Autobots, this is Whisper." Prime stood up and walked over to the femme medic. Whisper looked at him, her optics bright. Prime chuckled.
"A fearless one it seems Ratchet. She'll be a handful." Ratchet gave him a deadpanned looked as he walked up to him.
"I'm outnumbered with two femmes. Yes, Prime. I will have a handful," he said in Prime's audio. Prime laughed at that. There were several clicks coming from Eclipse's arms. Jazz walked over to take a squirming sparkling from her. The silver and dark blue mech let off several loud clicks and whirls at his Creator. Jazz laughed as he held him close.
"This is Gold Wind. And that little femme is Silver Bell." Optimus, Prowl and Wheeljack watched the sparklings.
"It looks like this family has gotten bigger," Optimus said. Prowl nodded his head.
"I would undoubtedly say that things are about to get crazier than they already are."
EH: Sorry for taking some time. Things have been really hectic here. Once again, suggestions and thoughts are loved. Till next time, see ya!