A/N: WOOHOO! I GOTSA NEW CHAPTER! Here is the newest Chapter of "A Family Bound by Spark." I'm glad so many people are enjoying this story. Oh, and I'm posting the Chapter today, because I will be really busy tomorrow helping my Uncle and Aunt move into their new house. So...yeah.

ATTENTION ALL READERS! It has been brought to my attention by the wonderful Seeker3 (Guest) that some of you might want to know a bit about the Jet Brothers. If you go to my Profile Page, you will find a little info splurge about each Brother. Have fun.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. I only own the story and any and all OCs in said story. Said OCs being the Grayson Siblings.

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"Hey Riley? I got a question."

It's been three days since Team Prime met the Jet Brothers and Riley, and the four of them were slowly starting to integrate into the daily life of the Team. Currently, Miko and Riley were playing video games when the Japanese girl spoke up.

"What is it Miko?"

The spunky girl hesitates only a few seconds.

"Why are you in a wheelchair?"

Jack nearly drops his phone in shock.

"Miko! You don't just ask someone that!"

Riley cuts in, "Jack, it's fine. Really. Miko's not the only one to ask me. Well Miko, I'm in a wheelchair because I was born with something called Spina-Bifida."

"Spina-who now?"

"Spina Bifida. When I was born, my spinal cord didn't develop properly. I've always been in a wheelchair because I'm paralyzed from the waist down."

Hearing that, Miko gets up, leans close to Riley's face, and pokes the pre-teen on the leg. Riley smiles.

"Didn't feel a thing."

*poke*

"Nope."

*poke*

"Nu-uh."

*poke*

"Still nothing."

The Japanese teen's eyes narrow and, lifting her hand again, slowly pokes Riley on the nose. Riley bursts out laughing, Miko soon joining her. After calming down, the two continue to play the game when Miko speaks up again.

"So what's it like to be in a wheelchair?"

Riley shrugs.

"I don't know. What's it like to walk?"

"…Touché."

Raf timidly joins into the conversation.

"Riley? Have you ever…wanted to walk?"

Riley pauses the game, turning to her friends who were looking at her with curiosity.

"Well, no. Not really. I mean, it would be kind of cool to walk, but I'm fine with being in a wheelchair."


"She's lying."

Optimus looks at Nightwing, the one who spoke. The black jet was on the quiet side, not really speaking unless spoken to, so to hear him talk unprompted catches the Prime off-guard. Then Optimus remembers what he said.

"To what do you refer Nightwing?"

The black jet has his arms crossed over his chest, looking over at the kids, wings lowered slightly in sadness.

"Riley. She's lying. Walking is all she's ever wanted to do. Every shooting star, every birthday wish, she asks for the same thing."

Nightwing suddenly seems to realize who he's talking to.

"Sorry. I shouldn't be bothering you with stuff like that Optimus."

A gentle hand is placed on his slumped shoulders. Nigtwing looks up to see Optimus's optics soft as he speaks.

"Do not apologize Nightwing. It is clear that you care very much for your sister and want to help her in any way you can."

Nightwing smiles, making Optimus's spark warm, and causing the Mech to return the smile.

"Thanks Optimus. I guess I needed to hear that."

The Prime nods and turns to leave, when Nightwing stops him.

"Yes Nightwing?"

The Jet shifts, unsure about something. At Optimus's encouragement, he asks a question.

"What does "Fragger" mean?"

Optimus feels his optic twitch in a very Ratchet-like way.

"WHEELJACK!"