Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. This is a slight back track as it takes place between "a few weeks after" and "a long time after that blissful night." Kryptonight and Slugbug are my creations. There is some slash here, m preg, and female preg with transformer/organic fusion. No like – no read. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticism welcome. Enjoy! This is strictly a fan fic and nothing more.

A couple months later

Melissa was now very large, as she was 7 months along. Starscream and Hotshot now kept the female in their room, as they were afraid something would happen and she was good company for Hotshot, who was also 7 months along, and very big due to carrying triplets. In fact, both were at such risk that Ratchet personally came to their quarters to check on them daily. Red had checked on them up until recently, as Red (armada) was now on bedrest being 9 months along with twins. Ratchet knew his son could give birth any day now, and so had ordered his son to remain on bedrest.

Melissa was good company for Hotshot, as the poor little racecar was not even able to move in the berth without help. Melissa and Hotshot talked about all the fun they had when they met and when they were able to move around on their own. For Melissa, it was not that she was too big to move around on her own, it was that she was carrying an organic-transformer fusion and had gained too much weight to be able to walk steadily. The metallic sphere surrounding the fusion child within her weighed her down considerably. Hotshot, glad for the company, made sure that Melissa was able to move around as much as she was able to. He felt better since he was able to help out Melissa and not just lie in bed with nothing to do. Hotshot could see that Melissa was in pain every time the little one inside her moved, but Hotshot could also tell that Melissa was not one to admit when she was in pain. Since the two were tired now, Hotshot picked up Melissa, set her on his chest just above his protruding belly, and she fell asleep on him. Hotshot, smiling, fell into recharge as well, though he set his systems that should Melissa awaken, he would awaken as well.

Meanwhile the two pregnant ones slept, Optimus was checking on his sparkmate, Red Alert, who was sleeping peacefully. Optimus, however, noticed the slight presence of oil. Oh no, thought Prime, not again, as Optimus called Ratchet in. Ratchet came instantly. Ratchet did not like the sight, and so Prime and Ratchet got the deep in recharge bot onto a cart. Ratchet wanted to get Red into the operational suite as Ratchet was not sure that Red would be able to give birth, since last time the little sparkling was in the wrong place.

Once in the med bay and in the operational suite, Ratchet got to work. Optimus Prime was allowed in the area because Ratchet knew that as sparkmates, the two would do better if they were together. Optimus stayed out of Ratchet's way. Optimus was concerned as both Prowl and Hotshot had trouble with their twins, but he pushed that thought out of his mind as he heard Ratchet removing Red's abdominal armor. Optimus, afraid of passing out from watching the birth, focused his attention on Red, who still was deep in recharge.

Meanwhile, Starscream had returned from gathering energon with Smokescreen and Scavenger. Upon entering the quarters, the seeker noticed that is was quiet, a little too quiet. First the seeker checked on all his sparklings, and all were fine, thanks to Slugbug keeping an optic on them. It was then that Starscream went to check on his sparkmate Hotshot and their human charge, Melissa. Starscream rushed in to the room, to find both asleep. Starscream, relieved, curled up next to Hotshot, careful to watch as Melissa was lying on Hotshot's chest, and fell into recharge. Something seemed odd to the seeker, but he was too tired to figure it out.

Meanwhile, back in the med bay, Ratchet was working on his son, trying to get the twin unborn sparklings out of the womb. Ratchet was relieved after noticing that these little sparklings had grown in the right place, but he still needed to get these two little ones out as Red was not able to push as he had passed out once again. Ratchet was able to remove both sparklings, and both came out relatively unharmed and were healthy, although both were huge by twin sparkling standards. The first to be removed was an all blue male sparkling with red optics, in which Optimus named Bluebolt, and the second one was a green mech sparkling, with royal blue trim and silver optics. Optimus named the second sparkling Lawnmower. Optimus was surprised that both sparklings were healthy yet large for being twins. Bluebolt's vehicle mode was a truck, with blue flames, while Lawnmower was a low riding truck. Optimus was happy, as Red Alert finally came around after Ratchet finished patching his son up. Optimus could not wait for Sideways and Blueblast to meet the two newest sparklings, but that could wait as Ironhide watched the two older sparklings while Red and Optimus were busy.

A few weeks later, when Melissa and Hotshot were both now 8 months along. Both were having trouble staying still but they were unable too much else. It was during this time that Starscream really began to worry as Melissa and Hotshot were both too big to do much for themselves. Ratchet checked on them daily, and with Melissa he checked on her twice daily as she was in a much more precarious position than Hotshot, even though triplets put Hotshot at an increased risk. All Starscream could hope was that nothing would happen to either as they quickly approached there due date. However, neither would make it to the date as the next day began to unfold.

The next day dawned, and Starscream woke first. He quickly looked around the room. Then he looked at his sparkmate and Melissa. Oh shit, thought Starscream, as he could see fluid not only coming from Hotshot, but he could see fluid staining Melissa's clothes. Starscream quickly called Ratchet, who had just woken up from a short recharge. Ratchet, after hearing Starscream's panicky call, came to investigate. Ratchet was lead into the room by Starscream. Ratchet took one look and did not like what he saw. Hotshot was going to go into labor and so was Melissa. Both were still in recharge, but the medic knew they had to get the sleeping beings to the med bay.

Oh no, thought Ratchet, what the hell else can go wrong today?