Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. This is based in the Transformers animated universe. This fan fic was requested by and Taylor is the creation of :iconeomonmoonbertlotanis:. There is some implied slash here, but nothing blatant. Jazz and Taylor have formed a strong relationship now, and Jazz wants to ask Taylor the big question. This is strictly a fan fic. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!
(Couple months after their bonding night)
Taylor had been feeling not as up to par as usual. Her morning sickness and food cravings were more than she could handle, and so wanting to see what was wrong with her, Taylor had Jazz take her to see Ratchet to see what was going on. Jazz, the loving sparkmate that he was, helped Taylor walk to the Med bay, but supported her as she had a gained a little bit of weight, but every time she asked Jazz how she looked, he told her that she looked absolutely beautiful in his optics. She was flattered by the comment, even as she thought she was starting to look like a bump on a log or feel like she was as big as a house. Jazz, wise bot that he was, always did his best to make sure Taylor received genuine caring comments to counteract the ones that she told herself.
Once at the med bay, Jazz stood by as Taylor used him to brace herself as she climbed up onto the medical berth, both Jazz and Taylor waiting as Ratchet was finishing up repairing his own mate, Bumblebee, as the little yellow subcompact had injured himself by driving too fast. Taylor flinched and held tightly to Jazz as Ratchet yelled at Bee, unaware that the couple was in the room. But Jazz, ever the patient bot, soon soothed and comforted his distraught mate. And after the pair saw Bee run out of the med bay, Ratchet soon looked around and saw the couple, and silently swore, as he could see Taylor visibly shaking and trying to hide behind Jazz. This was not Ratchet's day.
But realizing that the couple had come to see him, Ratchet put his best face on and carefully approached the couple to ask what was wrong. Taylor, still nervous, said nothing and continued to try to hide behind her mate, as the mood swings were starting to take over her . Jazz, ever cool and confident, even in front of an angry Ratchet, explained the symptoms Taylor was having and how long she was having them, as Taylor had explained to Jazz. Ratchet took the input slowly, until it clicked that all these symptoms might only spell one thing, and with every life precious, Ratchet excused himself to go and find a scanner that he needed to verify what he thought was going on with Taylor.
Taylor relaxed when the medic left, and realized she had left a dent in her mate's armor from being scared, and laughed as did Jazz. That is, until Ratchet came back bringing a contraption and scanner that Jazz and Taylor had never seen before. Taylor was a bit nervous, but having Jazz nearby calmed her down immensely. Jazz and Taylor watched as Ratchet fired up the machine that he had used just the other day to check on his sparkmate, Bee. And seeing that Taylor was nervous, Ratchet did his best not to get mad, but to explain the procedure that he was about to do, which was to scan Taylor's abdomen with the scanner. Jazz calmed Taylor down, and Taylor laid down on the berth as cool gel and then the scanner was placed against her slightly distended abdomen.
Ratchet carefully scanned, trying not to yell at Jazz who was trying to see what the scanner was saying. Ratchet went over the abdomen a few times before he was certain of his answer. Ratchet put the scary machine away before coming back to tell the expectant parents that they were, well, expecting. When Ratchet returned to the pair, Taylor was sitting up, still trying to hide behind her mate. Ratchet sighed heavily before he approached the two, as it was not always the easiest thing to tell a couple they were expecting, much less twins. And so, with trying to keep his vocal processor as calm as possible, Ratchet approached the couple to inform them of what he had found.
"What's going on, Doc bot?" asked Jazz, obviously concerned about his mate.
"Well, I scanned her abdomen, and it is official, she is carrying twin sparklings" replied the medic, watching the shock and awe look on the couples faceplates.
"You mean…I'm…I'm preg…I'm pregnant? With twins?" asked Taylor, overwhelmed and trying to process what she had just heard.
"Yes," replied Ratchet, "and judging by your abdomen, you are about 2 months along. I want you to check in at least weekly with me since these are your first sparklings, as the first pregnancy is usually the most difficult. Jazz, you will need to be patient with her, but also help her as she needs it."
And while Taylor was processing and thinking about all this, Ratchet pulled Jazz aside to inform him of a few things. Ratchet informed Jazz that Taylor would have mood swings, might be hornier than usual, and other things a sparkmate to a pregnant bot should know about. Jazz asked Ratchet how he knew these things, and Ratchet smirked and only said "experience". Jazz, not wanting to know what exactly that meant, took Ratchet at his word before returning to his bondmate, who was languidly rubbing her distended abdomen, and singing softly to the unsparked sparklings. Jazz smiled as he approached his sparkmate, joining in the song and the two walked off, gently singing to their little unborn sparklings.
Once back at their shared quarters, Taylor was tired and fell into recharge on the shared berth, and as Jazz watched his sparkmate sleep, he began to wonder - Will I be a good father? Will the little ones like me? Can I handle dealing with twins? What did Ratchet mean by all the stuff he told me? But Jazz was soon drawn out of his worries as he saw his precious sparkmate absentmindedly rubbed her distended, pregnant belly while in recharge, eliciting a small moan out of the sleeping femme. Jazz smiled and, rather than doing paperwork, the cyber ninja decided that he would cuddle with his sparkmate, after all, how many more times would it be just the two of them as they had two new lives on the way. And so, wrapping his arm gently around his mate, Jazz and Taylor snuggled together and fell into recharge, both dreaming of the little lives that they would be bringing into the world.