Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me.

Summery: (Set after Revenge of the Fallen) Prowl thought he was going to face the rest of his natural life without his bond-mate by his side, but fate decides to intervene for him instead.

"blah" – Normal human speck
"blah" – Cybertronian speak
blah – thinking
'blah' – Comm. Speaking
'Blah' – text message

Love Conquers All

By Yami-Yugi3

Chapter 7

The next day, NEST was back to normal activity. Simmons was seamlessly fitting into his role as liaison. There was a small detail that was NOT normal, however. "Jazz...I want some oil cake."

"You just had your morning energon."

Prowl pouted at him. "But Jazz..."

"Not right now. Wait for your energon to settle."

"But..."

"Prowler, I'm doing this for your health." Prowl sighed. He then started to take an energon goodie out of his space pocket. "Prowler...where'd you get that?"

"From my space pocket." Prowl said with a smile.

"That's not what I meant."

"...Okay...so I stored a few last night..."

"And didn't I just say wait until your energon settles?"

"That was for the oil cake."

Jazz took the goodies away from him. "I meant ANY sweets."

"That's not fair, Jazz."

"It is fair. It's not healthy for you or the sparkling." Prowl pouted again.

"Fine."

"You'll thank me for this later, Prowler." Jazz said "I got to get to work."

"Okay..." Jazz smiled and patted him on the back.

"I'll be back later, no sweets Prowler." Prowl watched Jazz leave the room. Once Prowl knew his mate wasn't around he went to the desk, opening a draw where some other energon goodies were and started to eat some.

It never hurts to have a back up plan. he thought with a smile. He then notices a data pad Jazz left sitting on the top of the desk. "It won't hurt just to peek..." Prowl said as he sat down and started to read said data pad. As he read, he keeps reaching in the draw and munches on energon goodies. Then he slowly started to work on said data pad, still stopping from time to time to eat a goodie.

Jazz soon returned. "Hey Prowler, I forgo-... PROWL!"

Prowl looked up from the data pad, and looked at his mate. An energon goodie still in his mouth. "Back already Jazz?" he asked innocently as he can. Jazz just came over, took the rest of the goodies then started to search the room. "Jazz?"

"I'm making sure you stop this."

Prowl looked confused. "Stop what?" Jazz search every hiding spot he could think of. In each one he found a stash of goodies.

"Prowler, I said no sweets and I mean it."

Prowl tried to keep himself from crying. "...I-I'm sorry... ...I-I was hungry..."

"How can ya be hungry when we both had our morning energon?"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"I'm sorry if I have to do this Prowler, but I have to cut you off." He then saw his missing data pad in his hand. "Prowler...are you working?"

"...N-No...I just was curious..." Prowl sniffled. Jazz came over and looked at the pad.

"You WERE working... Prowl! I can't believe this..."

"You shouldn't have left it here to get my attention Jazz!" Prowl shouted back, tears still in his optics.

"Prowl..." he said with a disappointed sigh.

Prowl stood up the desk and started to leave the room. "I need some air." He said. Jazz looked upset and confused. He didn't expect his mate to be so upset about everything. Prowl headed down the hall, careful of any NEST members before he got outside, transformed and drove off. Jazz stood in Prowl's office for a moment before racing after him.


Prowl pulled over at the same beach Bumblebee had shown him earlier. He made sure no one was around before transforming. He plopped down in the sand with a shaky sigh. He looked out at the ocean then up at the sky. "WHY PRIMUS? Why ME? This stupid sparkling is wrecking everything!" The pink spark gave a painful lurch at being rejected. Prowl held his chest and just sobbed. "…I'm sorry…" he rasped. "I…I didn't mean it little one…I'm…I'm just not used…to being a sensitive mech…" The sparkling pulsed tightly against his, giving comfort and strengthening the bond. "…Maybe… Maybe…-sob-…J-Jazz IS a better carrier…" he choked, more tears falling.

"Don't say that," a familiar voice said as a hand held his shoulder. "Yer gonna be a great mom."

"...B-But I can't do anything right, Jazz..."

"Yes you can," Jazz smiled as he hugged him from behind.

"H-How can you be sure...? ...I work all day being Prime's second... S-Someone in my position can't work and raise a sparkling... The Decepticons..."

"Ya don't have to worry about that. We have the whole base to help watch over our sparkling, and I'll help ya with ya work."

Prowl slowly wipe away his tears. "I hate this...I'm not myself..."

"It's alright. I like seein yer sensitive side," he smiled. Prowl slowly smiled back. Jazz sat next to Prowl. "Ya okay now?"

"I guess..."

"Want to head back?"

"Let's...stay here awhile longer..."

"What ever you want Prowler." Jazz said with a smile. Prowl pulled him against him and rested on his head. Jazz couldn't help but smile again. "We got to come up with a name for our sparking, Prowler."

"What do you want to name her?" Prowl asked.

"Hmmm..."

"What about a human name? Like Sarah or Stephanie?"

"I don't know Prowler, having a human name..."

"Just a thought... We ARE sharing this planet with them..."

"But she's OUR sparkling... Can we name her a music name?"

"Well you do have a music name yourself." Prowl said with a smile.

"It needs to be something between us though."

"A name that reflects our love for each other and your love for music."

"Like a harmony."

"That's a perfect name, Jazz." Prowl said with a smile.

"What name?"

"Harmony," Prowl smiled.

"Harmony." Jazz said slowly, trying out the name before smiling himself. Prowl held Jazz closer to his frame. The little femme inside pulsed happily.

"She likes it." Prowl said happily. Jazz smiled. "Okay...we can head back now."

"I'll get you a piece of oil cake when we get back," smiled Jazz. Prowl smiled back. "But only ONE PIECE, alright?" he said as he kissed him.

"All right." Prowl said.

Jazz transformed. "Let's roll, baby." Prowl transformed as well and the two headed back to base.


Once back at base, the two went straight to the Recreation Room. Jazz went to look for some oil cake for Prowl as some other Autobots came over asking lots of questions about the sparkling. "What's she gonna look like?" asked Sideswipe.

"We're not sure yet." Prowl said.

"Pink's a nice color." said Bumblebee.

"I don't think Jazz and I would like pink."

"Pink might work for Elita but I think their sparkling should be another color." said Sideswipe "What you think Bro?"

"Yellow," he smiled.

"There are too many yellow bots here already."

"Ratchet's not yellow; he's more of a yellow-green, or a lime green."

"Yeah," agreed Bumblebee.

Jazz came over with the piece of oil cake. "Here ya go, Prowler."

"Thanks," smiled Prowl. Jazz sat down with his own piece. The group dissipated, deciding to leave the couple alone. Bumblebee stayed, sitting next to them.

"I didn't know you liked sweets." Bumblebee said.

"Me either," Prowl said between bites.

"Why is that?"

"Well...I like them once in a great while. Carrying the sparkling has made me...like a human mother. I have cravings."

"Oh." Prowl smiled at him. "Can I hear her?"

"You can try." Bumblebee slowly and carefully rested his head against Prowl's chest. Prowl smiled happily. Bumblebee smiled as he heard and felt little Harmony pulse next to Prowl's spark. Prowl smiled again.

"I'll go put our plates away," smiled Jazz as he took the empty plates.

"Thanks Jazz."

"No problem, baby." Prowl smiled at his mate.

Bumblebee sat up. "So, have you decided what she'll look like?"

"We haven't talked about that yet."

"Will she have Jazz's red optics?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Oh. That's alright. I'm sure you two will tell Ratchet before he finishes."

Prowl smiled a bit. "I'm sure we will."

Jazz came back over and sat down. "Prowler...I have a little bit of time before I should get back to work. Let's talk about Harmony."

"Okay." Prowl said with a smile.

"I think she should look like both of us."

"That will be nice. She'll have a little bit of each of us."

"Yeah... She should definitely have yer wings," Jazz smiled.

"My wings? Very well then she can have your horns."

"I'd like that," Jazz smiled. Prowl smiled back. "What about her color?"

"Hmm... Her optics should be blue like yours."

"Are you sure? They can be red like yours if you'd like."

"Nah, I don't want anyone calling my little one a 'Con."

"Purple then?"

"No... I want her to be an Autobot and born free. I want her born into love, not hate. I wish I had chosen the Autobots..."

"Jazz, it wasn't your fault."

"...No... I guess not..."

"She can have a purple frame," smiled Prowl. Jazz couldn't help but smile back.

"She will be the most beautiful sparkling yet."

"No, she will be OUR beautiful sparkling," Prowl smiled.

Jazz pulled him close and kissed him. "I'm going to get to work. You go tell Ratchet the specifications."

"I will." Prowl said as he kissed him back.

"Bye guys," smiled Bumblebee. The three parted ways.


Prowl headed down towards the medical. He smiled happily, just thinking about their little sparkling. He went through the doors. "What do you need Prowl?" Ratchet asked as he looked up at him coming in.

"Jazz and I thought of what our sparkling should look like." Prowl said with a smile.

"Oh, alright." He stopped working and came over to him.

"We want her to have my doorwings and Jazz's helmet horns." Prowl said as he smiled more.

"What about her frame color."

"Purple." Prowl said "And we want her optics blue."

"Alright, I'll make sure to tell those specifications to Wheeljack too so he can help me." Prowl smiled more. "Anything else?"

"Maybe...you could check on her?"

Ratchet smiled. "Okay take a seat." Prowl happily sat down on the berth. "Let's take a look." Ratchet said. Prowl opened his chest. Ratchet took out his scanner and started to check on the little spark that was nestled next to Prowl's.

"Well?" Prowl asked.

"She's just fine. You're doing alright too. Have you had any problems?"

"I...I keep on wanting sweets and cry at odd moments when I know I shouldn't."

"Don't worry, that's normal." Ratchet said.

"That's what Jazz said..."

"Then don't worry about it."

"Thanks Ratchet."

Ratchet smiled. "Anything else bothering you?"

"..No..."

"Good." Prowl closed up his chest. "Okay then if that's all you can go now."

"Thank you." He stood and turned to leave.

"Now if something else comes up that gets you confused don't hesitate to come here."

"I won't." Ratchet smiled as he left.


Prowl went back to their shared quarters and lied down on the berth. He then started to feel bored just laying there. He looked around the room and saw Jazz's stereo and music collection sitting on a near by self. Prowl smiled as he got of the berth and headed over, looking through Jazz's music collection. He put in some classical music that he liked. He then lay back down on the berth to listen as the music started to play. At the same time an odd feeling came in his chest and he was unsure what it was. He decided to let it be. He got bored with the classical music, not wanting to sleep. He got up and changed it to something more upbeat. Then the feeling came into his chest again, a bobbing feeling like the music. He smiled as he felt through the bond that Harmony was already dancing, even though she was still just a little spark. "You're just like your father, little one." he said happily as he decided to comm. his mate about it.

'What's wrong, Prowler?'

'She's dancing.'

'Dancin?'

'That's what I said.' Prowl said happily.

Jazz smiled. 'Already?'

'She's definitely your daughter.'

'I wasn't questioning that.' Prowl could only smile. 'How did you found out she was dancing?'

'I got bored and turned on your stereo.'

'Did you talk to Ratch?'

'Yep, told him what we were talking about. What you doing?'

Jazz couldn't help but laugh. 'I'm working Prowler.'

'What are you working on?'

'Mostly reports.'

'Don't work too hard.'

'I won't. I'll see you later, Prowler. Love ya.'

'I love you, Jazz.' Just as the comm. went off there was a knock on the door. Prowl got up to answer it seeing Chip standing there. "Hello Chip." he said with a smile.

"Hi Prowl. Heard you're having a sparkling." Prowl only smiled. "So I thought maybe you were getting bored since Jazz is doing your work so I thought I'll come by and hang out with you for a bit. I brought my chess board."

"I would like that a lot." Chip smiled at him as Prowl let him in. Prowl walked over to the table and sat down. Chip came over and set up the chess set.

"Which color do you want?"

"I'll take white."

Chip smiled. "Okay then." he said as he set up the board. "You're move, Prowl. White goes first."

"Okay." Prowl said as figured out what to move first. Prowl then moved one of the pawns forward. Chris stared at the chess board and made his move. Prowl watched. He moved another pawn forward. Chris then moved a piece. Prowl moved a knight forward to capture Chris's pawn.

"Nice move, Prowl." He smiled. Chris smiled back and moved another piece. Prowl only smiled, quickly countering his move by capturing another pawn. As they played Prowl started to get another craving for oil cake but he didn't want to bother Jazz cause promise Jazz he should cut back on the sweets.

"Check." said Prowl.

"Hmmm..." Christopher thought and moved his bishop to capture. Prowl thought where to move. He smiled as he captured Chris's bishop. "Good move Prowl."

"You're doing well keeping up with me."

Chris smiled at him. "Thanks." Chris moved another piece. The craving for oil cake came back into Prowl's processor. "You okay Prowl?"

"Hmmm?"

"It's your move."

"Oh, sorry."

"You're distracted, you alright?"

"I'm alright."

"You sure?"

"...Well..." he blushed.

"It's alright, you can tell me."

"I... I...I'm having...cravings..."

"You guys can have it too?"

"Apparently... I... I'm having a lot of sweet cravings..." he said in embarrassment.

"There is nothing wrong with that."

"Really? You're not going to laugh at me?"

"Of course not."

Prowl smiled. "Well...I'm having a craving for cake."

"Cake? Are you sure you guys can eat cake?"

"Not the kind you humans eat."

"But something similar though, right? Why don't we take a break and get you some?"

"I don't know...Jazz got on my case this morning wanting sweets just after I had my energon..."

"Well, it's later in the day. I'm sure you'll be fine."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, come on." Prowl shrugged and the two left.


They headed to the rec room. Skids and Mudflap was in there eating what's left of the oil cake. "I can't believe that there was oil cake. It's been forever since I had any. Right Mudflap?"

"Yeah."

"Please tell me there is some left..." Prowl said looking shock at the two minor twins were eating HIS oil cake. "Ex-excuse me... Is there any cake left?" he asked them, trying not to get mad.

"Sorry Prowl, these where the last pieces." Mudflap said.

"Ya snooze you lose." said Skids.

"...But...Wh-Wheeljack made it...for me..." he growled.

"Don't see ya name on it."

Prowl growled some more. "Take it easy Prowl. I'm sure Wheeljack will make more." said Chris. Prowl couldn't hear him, he was still mad at the twins.

"Whoah, he looks really pissed off man..."

"Duh genius... Uh...we're sorry?"

"Wheeljack made those for ME only." Prowl growls more as he stomped over to them. Chris had this feeling he should call Jazz.

"Chill out, Prowl man. We just wanted some. We'll ask next time, we promise."

"Yeah, yeah..."

"No next time." Prowl growls more "You two are going in the brig."

"Ya can't do that! You're off duty!"

"Shut up, Mudflap." Christopher comm. linked Jazz and Wheeljack.

'What's wrong Chris?' Jazz asked.

'Prowl wanted a piece of oil cake. The minor twins ate the last that Wheeljack had made. He's really mad.'

'Primus...I'll be right there.'

"Run Skids!" shouted Mudflap as Prowl started to lung at them.

"Hold still so I can catch you and put the both of you in the brig!"

"We said we were sorry!" Jazz got to the rec room just in time to see Prowl holding the twins by their scruff bars.

"Prowler...!" he yelled in a chastising tone. Wheeljack came in at that time too, having answered Chris's call.

"They ate MY oil cake, Jazz!"

"We said we were sorry!"

"Prowler... Let Them Go. NOW."

"Yeah, let us go!"

"They need to go to the brig, Jazz!"

"Let them go! NOW!"

"You're not the boss of me, Jazz!" Prowl shouted with a growl. Jazz grabbed him and held him in a bear hug. "Jazz...stop...!" Prowl growls as he tried to wiggle free and still holding onto the twins.

"Not until ya let go, Prowl."

"They ate my cake!" he said, starting to cry. Jazz sighed and smacked his hand until he let go.

"Thanks Jazz!" both called out before running for their lives.

"...My cake..." Prowl cried more.

"Holy Cybertron... I'll just make some more...sheesh..." Wheeljack sighed heavily. Wheeljack headed towards the back to do so.

"I didn't think it would be that bad," Chris said.

"Sorry Chip, Prowler's not himself while he's carrying." Jazz said. Prowl just cried more.

"I...I was so good all day... I...I just wanted one piece..."

"It's okay Prowler, Wheeljack is making some more."

"Oh..." he sniffled.

"You still shouldn't attack the twins like that."

"I...I got carried away."

"I know Prowler, it's because you are carrying."

"...Yeah..." Prowl looked down at Christopher. "...I'm sorry you had to see that...Chip..."

"It's alright. You remind me of my sister when she was pregnant with my nephew." Wheeljack sighed as he came out from the back.

"Here, Prowl. Try not to keep the cake stored with everything else."

"...Thanks Wheeljack..."

"See? Everything's fine, Prowler. Just take it easy." Prowl nodded with a sniffle. Jazz led him over to a table and gave him a piece. Prowl smiled and slowly took said piece. Jazz smiled and had a piece too. He noticed Wheeljack leaving. He cut another piece and gave it to him. "Here, Jack. Have a piece. That's twice you've come through for us."

"You don't have to." Wheeljack said.

"Seriously, take it."

"Okay if you want me too." Wheeljack said he slowly took the offer piece. Prowl and Jazz just smiled at him. "Thank you." Wheeljack said.

"No problem," smiled Jazz.

"Thanks, Wheeljack."

"Mm...thank you..." he said as he swallowed. Prowl and Jazz smiled again. "I'll see you guys later." Wheeljack said as he left the rec room. Prowl sighed happily as he finished his piece.

"Oh Chip! I'm so sorry! Did you want a piece of regular cake?" Prowl said.

"No, I'm good."

"You sure? I feel so bad, snacking in front of you. Would you like something else?"

"No I'm fine." Chip said with a smile.

"Alright. Jazz, can I have another? Please?"

"I don't know Prowler..."

"I promise, just one more. That's two instead of a whole cake."

"Well you are right about that."

Jazz cut him another piece. "Thanks," Prowl smiled.

"You're welcome Prowler." Chris just smiled.

"You okay Prowl? We heard the lesser twins screaming that you went crazy mad." Sideswipe asked when he and Sunstreaker came into the room.

"...They...They ate the rest of the oil cake Wheeljack made for me..."

"That's not nice." Sideswipe said "Want us to do something about it?"

"...Well..."

"Don't even think about it, Prowler. They didn't know it was for you."

"It's still rude. They should have asked before helping themselves," said Sideswipe.

Sunstreaker huff a bit. "Why do we keep those two around any ways?"

"Because they are Autobots. They are one of us," said Sideswipe.

"Do you want some?" Prowl asked.

"Sure," smiled Sunstreaker.

Prowl smiled as he gave each twin a piece. "Thanks Prowl." Sideswipe said with a smile.

"Yeah thanks, Prowl." Sunstreaker said. Prowl smiled again.

"Well, I'm going to get back to work. Hey, why don't you guys keep Prowl company for me?"

"Sure Jazz." Sideswipe said.

"...-grumble-...I guess so..." Jazz smiled.

Jazz stole a kiss on Prowl's helm. "See ya later, babe."

"Bye Jazz." Prowl said with his own smile. Prowl finished off his other piece of cake and sucked on his sticky fingers. Sideswipe burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You're acting so un-Prowl like," said Sunstreaker. Prowl glared at him. "I...I'm sorry... It's just...unlike you is all..."

"I won't be like this for long."

"I...I'm not...trying to...upset you. Really, I'm not. It just seems odd," Sideswipe said, gathering his composure.

"It's because I'm carrying."

"We know that," whined Sunstreaker.

"Anyway... Let's go put the oil cake away where no one else will take it."

"I'm not done with it." Prowl said.

"You had two pieces already. You promised Jazz you'd only have two," said Sunstreaker. Prowl started to growl, as he protectively held the oil cake closer to him.

Sideswipe came over, winking at Sunstreaker. 'Okay, bro. I'm gonna need a distraction here.'

'What you want me to do? I don't think he wants to give it up.'

'Just distract him okay?'

'Okay.'

"Geez, Prowl. If you have anymore, you'll gain weight," Sunstreaker said.

"But Jazz said we don't..."

"You coulda fooled me. You're eating like one of those ugly pink squishy things."

"A pig?" Sideswipe said.

"Yeah, whatever they're called. Besides, do you really need ALL of it?"

Prowl growled. "You're on thin ice, Sunstreaker..."

"No really do you really need all of it?"

"That's it!" he growled, standing up. As soon as he lunged for Sunstreaker, Sideswipe took the cake. He made sure it was covered and he ran off with it towards the kitchen. Prowl suddenly turned around when he sensed something was wrong. "Sideswipe!"

Sunstreaker ran after Prowl and tried to tackle him to the ground. "IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD!" yelled Sideswipe as he ran.

"GRRR! Come back here with my cake!"

"Prowl! Stop! We're…trying to…help!" Sunstreaker said as he managed to grab a hold of Prowl. He was being dragged every now and then as Prowl broke free. "Geez! You're…hard to…keep down!"

"SIDESWIPE! I COMMAND YOU TO GIVE IT BACK!"

"No way! You promised Jazz and I'm gonna make sure you keep it!" He set the cake down on the counter and hopped up just as Prowl made a grab for it.

"Hurry…up! I…can't…hold him…much…longer…" whined Sunstreaker.

"When I get my hands on you, you're both going to the brig for this!" Sideswipe carefully stood on the counter and set the oil cake on top of a high cabinet. He withdrew a sharpie he kept for pranks and labeled the case "Prowl's Only. DO NOT eat or else!" He climbed back down and dodged a grab from Prowl.

"Hey! We're trying to help you out!"

"Yeah…and I've scratched my paint trying to stop you."

"I don't care! I wanted it!"

"Prowl…you promised Jazz, remember? He'd be very upset if you broke that promise okay?"

"But…I… I want more…"

"Think of Jazz. You promised him," said Sunstreaker. "You wouldn't want us to tattle, would you?"

"No, but… He doesn't have to know… I'll brig you if you tell."

"Alright, we won't tell," smiled Sideswipe. "We don't tell Jazz you tried to get another piece and YOU promise not to HAVE another piece. Deal?"

"If I let you go will you stop?"

"Deal, Prowl?"

"…Oh…Alright… I suppose I am acting very childish."

"Good. Shake on it," Sideswipe said as he extended a hand. Prowl sighed heavily and shook his hand. Both twins smiled. Sunstreaker let Prowl go and he slowly turned away from the kitchen.

"Alright, let's see if you can beat us on our racing game."

"I bet I can destroy your high scores," smiled Prowl.

"How much?" Sideswipe asked.

"Sideswipe…" Prowl warned.

"Alright alright. We'll play for fun, see who's faster." The twins sighed in relief over their bond and stared at each other as they led Prowl over to the video games area of the Recreation Room. "You're going to like this." Sideswipe said with a smile. Prowl didn't say anything as they sat down on the couch. Sunstreaker got everything set up. Sideswipe pass him the transformers size controller.

"Who's high score shall I demolish first?"

"Might." corrected Sideswipe.

Prowl just smirked. "Just choose a car and play around to get a feel for the game first," said Sunstreaker.

"Very well." The twins watched as Prowl started on a beginner's track. Prowl was getting the hand of the controls. He quickly chose a more experienced track and tore it up. "Okay I think I'm ready." he said.

The twins stared at Prowl's scores and then at each other. 'We might have something to worry about, bro.'

'I know Sides... But we can beat him...'

'How cheat?'

'No.'

'I hope you have a plan bro.'

'There is no plan, Sideswipe. We just win the old fashioned way, like always,' he smiled. Sideswipe smiled back. "Alright, so you're ready. Now you have to race us. Let's see if you really are better," smirked Sunstreaker.

"I will be." Prowl said. Sunstreaker took another controller and tapped in as player two.

"Alright, let's see if you can best me. I'm the fastest and the best," he smiled as he picked a high level course. "Ready to go?"

"Ready." Prowl said.

"Alright, here we go! Watch your bro beat the copper, Sides," Sunstreaker smirked. The game counted down to green and both Sunstreaker and Prowl raced off. Sunstreaker started ahead of him. "Oh yeah...cake walk..." Then Prowl hit the nitro and got ahead of him.

Sunstreaker growled and used his as well, passing Prowl with ease. "Still ahead, Prowl."

"We'll see." Prowl said.

Sideswipe watched as Prowl quickly gained the advantage. "Why Sunstreaker, I believe I just lapped you." Sunstreaker growled a bit.

"Whoa! Bro! He just lapped you AGAIN!"

"Shut up, Sides!" Prowl just smiled.

"He passed you again."

"SHUT UP!"

"I believe I just won, by three laps." Sunstreaker sneer.

Prowl's new high score flashed on the screen. "I've replaced your high score as well," smiled Prowl as he put in his name.

"My turn." Sideswipe said.

"Fine! See if you can do better Sides," Sunstreaker huffed. He practically threw the controller at Sideswipe. He crossed his arms and watched.

"Ready Prowl?" Sideswipe asked.

"Ready." The two began their race on a different track but it was of the same difficulty. Sideswipe pulled in front of Prowl. "The same moves won't work twice," Prowl smiled.

"I know." Sideswipe used his turbo boost and nitro to pull ahead of Prowl. He knocked some debris over to keep Prowl from catching up to him.

"Smart move." Sideswipe just smiled, concentrating on his racing. He stopped hitting things and focused more on moving forward. Prowl only smirked knowingly. With one, well executed button combo he managed to speed ahead of Sideswipe for the whole lap. He sent Sideswipe flying into a wall as he passed him and lapped him again before the combo was used up. Sideswipe just stares in shock for a bit before he tried to catch up. Sunstreaker was laughing.

"It's not funny Sunny!"

"Now you know how I feel." Sunstreaker said with a laugh.

Sideswipe pouted and tried to regain the advantage. "Sorry, Sideswipe. I win."

"You beat both of us." Sideswipe said.

"Just like I said I was." Prowl said with a smile.

"And you beat both of our high scores..." pouted Sunstreaker. "How? You don't even race!"

"I was an enforcer before the war so I usually chased the racers."

"But..."

"I can be fast if I want to be."

"Wow, Prowl..." Sideswipe admitted.

"That's how I got Jazz." Prowl said with a smirk.

"TMI!" Sunstreaker said with wince. Prowl couldn't help but laugh out loud. Sideswipe just rolled his optics with a sigh. "Now what should we play?" asked Sunstreaker.

"How about something I KNOW we're good at. I've got a dancing game on here."

"Dancing game?" Prowl asked. The twins smirked at each other and started the game up.

Prowl looked a bit unsure, this sort of game Jazz could be into. "I know you won't beat our high score on this." Sideswipe said with a smile. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker started the first stage song and started dancing against each other. Prowl watched trying to figure out how the game went.

"You're hot then your cold, you're yes then you're no. You're up then you're down, you're in and you're out..."

"I'm gonna beat you again Sunny."

"We'll see Sides." The twins keep playing.

"I win Sunny."

"Want to try Prowl?"

"I guess I can try..." Prowl said. Sunstreaker smirked at him and stepped aside.

Prowl stepped up with a deep breath. "Alright, let's try an easier song," said Sideswipe. Sideswipe scrolled through by difficulty and found "Butterfly" by SMILE. "This one should be easy."

"Okay..." Prowl said.

The two started. Sideswipe did the song with ease. Prowl had a harder time. He kept missing beats. He was fighting to catch up while trying to do the moves as well. A familiar bouncing pulse from his chest didn't make it any easier. "I'm winning Prowl." Sides said.

"...I know..." As the song keep playing the game started to boo at Prowl. He growled and concentrated harder.

"Loosen up, Prowl. You gotta go with the flow," smiled Sideswipe. The little pulse bounce more happily. Prowl sighed in frustration as he tried to dance to the fast beats in between lyrics. He managed to trip and fall at the end of the song. Sideswipe passed with flying colors. "Yeay, I won!" Sideswipe said happily "Good game Prowl." He just growled angrily and tried to compose himself.

Sideswipe came over to help. "I don't need your help!" Sideswipe jump back a bit surprised.

"What's wrong with you?" Sunstreaker asked.

"Nothing!" he barked back as he slowly stood. He rubbed his back plating.

"Are you sure?" Sideswipe asked.

"I'm fine! It was a dumb game anyway!"

"It's not dumb. You just need some practice that's all." Sunstreaker said.

"C'mon, why don't we try the song again? I'll go easy on you this time," Sideswipe begged.

"No! Just leave me alone! I don't want to play anymore!"

"Prowl, you're being a sore loser."

"Yeah! Literally!" laughed Sunstreaker. Prowl growled at the both of them before he turned and stomp off.

"Sunny! You didn't have to be so mean about it! He could be seriously hurt or have hurt the sparkling."

"From dancing?"

"From falling you loose bolt!"

Sunstreaker sighed. "I'm sure he's alright."

"I don't know, Sunny. I'm going to go check on him."

"Suit yourself." Sideswipe looked sadly at his brother before leaving to find Prowl.


He soon found Prowl standing outside of the base, door wings low and quivering. He slowly approached him. "Prowl? You alright?"

"Leave me alone..."

"Are you sure? I'm sorry my brother is so obnoxious. I thought an easy song would be alright. You beat us so easily in racing, I thought your logic would just pick up on the dancing."

"..."

"Guess I thought wrong. You aren't hurt are you? You're back's alright?"

"I'm fine, so go away."

Sideswipe sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. "...Alright... If you need a friend, you know where to find me." Sideswipe then turned and headed back inside. Prowl sighed heavily and collapsed into a sitting position where he was standing. He slowly reaches his hand to his chest plate.

"Why must you cause so much trouble for me? I think Primus made a mistake..." Prowl sighed sadly. The pink spark pulsed sadly. "I'm sorry little one..."


An earth hour later, Jazz looked frantically for Prowl. He couldn't find Prowl anywhere. "You're sure you haven't' seen him, Sunny?"

"Nope not since he stormed out of the rec room after a dance game. Maybe Sides saw him."

"Alright." Jazz walked over to Sideswipe who was talking with some other mechs while drinking energon. "Hey Sides, have you seen Prowler?"

"Yeah, an hour ago. He stormed off after our games. I went to try and talk to him but he didn't want to."

"Where?"

"Out side of the base."

"Thanks." Jazz rushed out.


He soon got out of the base and started to look for his mate. He found Prowl sitting by the side of the building. "Prowler..." Jazz smiled. Prowl looked up at him, tears in his optics. "Prowler?"

"Why did Primus choose me...?" Prowl sniffled.

"What?"

"Why did he choose me to carry...?" Prowl started to cry again. "I'm not myself anymore... ...I can't do anything right..."

"Prowler..."

"...YOU have the maternal nature...not me..."

"Prowler that's not true."

"...Y-Yes it is... You...you should be carrying our little femme, not me..."

"Prowler..."

"All I ever do is yell at everyone, what if...what if I yell at our little femme?"

Jazz wrapped his arms around him. "You won't do that, Prowler."

"...W-What makes you think you're so sure...?"

"I love you. Yer love is true. You have a beautiful spark." Prowl rested his head on his chest. Jazz smiled. "See? I told ya."

"...I-I'm sorry..."

"It's okay Prowler. Sides said you fell after playing a dancing game, you two okay?"

"...I suppose..."

"Want to see Ratch just in case?"

"Alright." Jazz helped Prowl up and the two headed towards the medical bay.


"Hey Ratch!"

"What is it Jazz, I'm a bit busy right now."

"Oh, okay. It's just Prowler."

"Then the two of you just take a seat. I'll be right with you." Jazz led Prowl over to a berth as Ratchet finished fixing up Wheeljack.

"Something went wrong again Jack?" Jazz asked with a smile.

"Nope. I was just due for a maintenance check. My body's getting old." Jazz couldn't help but smile.

Prowl sighed. "Alright Jack, you're good for another month or so."

"Thanks Ratch. See you in the rec room later?"

"Yeah, after I check Prowl." Wheeljack smiled before he left the room. "Alright, Prowl. What's wrong?" Prowl blushed in embarrassment.

"I...I tripped after playing a dancing game with Sunstreaker and Sideswipe..."

"Oh." Prowl blushed more.

"It's alright, Prowler," Jazz smiled. "I'll teach ya some time." He only nodded. Ratchet checked him over.

"Well, you're fine. There's some minor damage to your back plating but you should heal on your own mostly. Let's check on the sparkling." Prowl opened his chest and Ratchet looked at the little spark. "She's not hurt and she's growing just fine."

"Good," smiled Jazz.

"…Is…Is there anyway to transfer carriers?"

"WHAT?" both CMO and Jazz exclaimed at the same time.

"…Prowler…"

"Why would you want to do something like that? I can't do that. You were chosen and there's nothing I can do. There're too many risks to both you and her."

"We talked about this, baby. You're fine. I know it's hard, but yer a great mom."

"Prowl, I know you want this sparkling. You don't really mean it. You're just having mood swings. You're getting used to being a little more sensitive than you are normally."

"…"

"Please baby… Don't be like this…" Jazz said as he took Prowl's hands into his. "She's so beautiful and so are you. SHE chose YOU, not me." He kissed Prowl's hand.

"Prowl, you have great paternal programming. You'll do fine." Prowl sighed and let his chest plates close. Ratchet got out a solution and set it next to Prowl. He carefully did a more detailed check on his back plating to make sure there were no major dents. He took the solution and rubbed it over the scratches. "You're free to go. Take it easy and take care of that sparkling."

"You bet we will."

"…I love HER, just not this whole carrying thing…"

"You're doing well so far, keep it up." Jazz smiled and led Prowl out of Medical. Ratchet cleaned up and left to go meet up with Wheeljack.


Two weeks couldn't pass fast enough for Prowl. He was tired of the oil cake binges and the mood swings. He was scheduled to check on the progress of the sparkling body later that evening with Jazz. Harmony had other plans. Prowl was sitting in the Recreation Room enjoying one of his favorite earth movies, Sherlock Holmes. Prowl smiled happily as Robert Downey Jr. started beating up the local thugs. He got a sudden jolt from his chest. He growled a bit. "Calm down little one." he said. He took a deep breath and relaxed, getting back to the movie. Harmony jolted again. Prowl growled again. He wasn't sure what was causing the sparkling to jolt. She jolted again, twice in a row. "What's wrong little one? It's not-..." It dawned on him that she wanted to come out now. "But...just awhile longer..." Harmony seem to disagree and jolted again. "...Alright, sparkling...alright..." Prowl sighed and stopped the movie. He headed to Medical. 'Jazz! Jazz, she's coming. She's coming now!'

'Are ya sure Prowler?' Jazz asked worried.

Harmony jolted again. 'YES!' he answered, holding his chest.

'Okay I'll be there as soon as I can.' Prowl sighed as he hurried to Medical Bay. Ratchet was cleaning up some of his tools when he rushed in.

"Ratchet...it's time..."

"Already?" Ratchet said surprised "She wasn't going to be due until a couple more days."

"She decided she wanted to come now."
"Okay get on the berth, and where's that mate of yours?"

"He said he will be here as soon as he can..."

"Alright." Prowl got up on the berth. He lay down just as Harmony jolted again. Prowl growled a bit in pain. At that moment Jazz raced into the medical bay and over to where Prowl was lying.

"Sorry Prowler, I had to send some reports to Prime."

"Took your slagging time Jazz!" Prowl shouted.

"I said I was sorry."

"Calm down, Prowl," Ratchet practically yelled. Prowl growled as another jolt came. "Jazz, keep an eye on him." Ratchet went over and took a covered form from a berth. He set the form next to Prowl and uncovered it. He checked over the purple, door winged form to make sure everything was in working order. "Alright, Prowl. We're ready."

"Finally!" Prowl growled again as Harmony made another jolt. He happily let his chest plates open. Ratchet carefully and gently took Harmony's spark out of Prowl's chest. He placed it into the protoform and waited. The chest plates on the little femme closed and her blue optics blinked open. Ratchet gave her a quick check. She started to cry for her parents. Ratchet picked her up and tried to give her to Prowl. He smiled at her. "Hello, Harmony." She whimpered and shied away, hiding against Ratchet. Prowl looked upset. "...I knew it..."

"Ratch, let me try." Jazz said. Harmony nuzzled against him and slowly calmed down. "It's alright, Harmony." Jazz sat down next to Prowl on the berth. He tried to give her to Prowl again. She whimpered and hid against Jazz. "Harmony...it's your mother...come on now..." She just whimpered and still hid.

"...It's all my fault, Jazz... Our little girl hates me..." Prowl said starting to cry.

"She doesn't hate you. C'mon, Harmony. It's your mamma. He carried you," Jazz said as he tried giving her to Prowl again. Harmony just held onto Jazz tight, hiding into his chest plate. Prowl sighed sadly again before getting off the berth and leaving the medical bay, door wings hung low. Jazz kissed Harmony on the helm. "Love you, little one." She clicked happily and nuzzled against him. Ratchet came over and scanned her once.

"She's fine. I believe she's afraid of Prowl. It must have been how he handled the carrying. Bad spark pulses and a lot of anger."

"What should I do Ratch?"

"Give her some time. She'll recognize in her spark that she has a good mother. She'll be forced to interact with him at one point or another. He's not back on active duty yet. With you doing the work, she'll have to be left with someone."

"Yeah but I'm worried about Prowler too." Jazz said as he looked to where his mate left the room.

"He'll be alright."

"Are you sure Ratch? I'm getting a bad feeling in my spark that he might not come near her again."

"He will. He's just dealing with some things right now. He wanted her and I know you know he does love her."

"I hope so Ratch."


Meanwhile Prowl had gotten back to their quarters. He laid down on the berth and stare up at the ceiling. "I'm a horrible mother...I knew it..." he whispered as tears fall from his optics.

"Yer not a terrible mother," smiled Jazz. Harmony stared at Prowl silently, still hiding against Jazz a little.

"Really? Then tell me Jazz why is she holding onto you like I'm Unicron himself?"

"Don't be like that," Jazz sighed. He came over and sat down. Harmony whimpered a bit but still stared at Prowl.

Prowl just turn away, cudding in on himself. "...It's my fault our daughter hates me... I shouldn't have been the one to carry her..."

"...Prowler...no... Primus chose you. Harmony chose you. You were havin' a hard time carryin her and all those bad vibes got to her is all." Harmony stared sadly at her distraught mother as she still hid against Jazz. She could feel Prowl through the bond.

"...I don't know..." Prowl whispered, not moving from his position.

Jazz pulled Harmony off of him and sat her next to him. "Go on, go say hi. That's yer mom, little one." Harmony was unsure about the mech in front of her. Prowl looked at her with tear stained optics. She held her little hand over her chest and looked back.

"...I'm soo sorry...little one..." Prowl whispered. Harmony just stared, still holding her chest. She knew Prowl was her mother and she had a connection with him. She could sense the sadness but she didn't know if her mother would be kind. "...It's all my fault that you are afraid of me..." She sighed and climbed into Jazz's lap. She just wasn't sure yet. Prowl sighed sadly again and curled back up into a ball.

Jazz was now worried. He knew he had to return to work sometime today. Ratchet had said to give it time, but he didn't want to do that. He knew this was all nonsense and a big misunderstanding. "Alright, bitlet, daddy's got to get back to work. Mama's gonna watch ya for the rest of the day. Daddy loves you, but mama does too. I promise he won't hurt you. He does love you, okay?" He carefully set Harmony down on the floor and walked off. She tried to crawl over to him. "It'll be alright," he smiled. He let the door shut and lock before she could protest. She broke into sobs, not liking it at all. She was ALONE in a room with a mother she wasn't sure about. She didn't notice or hear the soft footprints coming up behind her before gentle hands touched her door wings. She jumped and turned around. She whimpered and back away from him.

Prowl sighed sadly as he sat on the floor where he was standing. He tried not to be frightening to his little girl. "I'm sorry little one...I...I was just trying to help..." She stared at him, sniffling and whimpering. "Am I that bad of a mother to you?" he asked sadly, his own door wings lowering again. She just continued to stare. She put her hand over her chest again. She stared at him for a few minutes before taking in a shaky breath and crawling over to him. Prowl didn't move, letting her take the first move. She sat up into a sitting position and scooted up to him. She stared up at him and then slowly put her hand on the bottom of his chest. She couldn't reach up to his spark chamber. Prowl slowly reached for her, so he won't scare her. She let go of his chest and reached to meet his hand. Prowl gently intertwine his fingers into hers. She blinked up at him. She clicked and chirped at him, relaxing a little. Prowl slowly smiled at her, using his free hand to wipe away her tears.

She winced at the touch at first. She blinked up at him and clicked with a smile. He reached out and picked her up into his arms. She rested her head against his chest, feeling and hearing the spark beneath. She whirred sadly to feel the pain that resegnated within her own spark too. "Again, I'm sorry my little one..." He caresses her helmet. "I promise I'll be the best mother you will ever have." She nuzzled against him and sent love to help heal his sadness. Prowl couldn't help but smile and send his own love back. Harmony hummed happily and hugged him back. "Do you want to hear a story?" She smiled up at him, clicking a yes. Prowl smiled again. "Okay. Once a upon a time there was a beautiful little Princess from the plant called Cybertron..." She clapped, urging him to continue. "She lived in a beautiful castle surrounded by the most beautiful crystal garden."

"Ooo...-chirp-"

Prowl smiled. "The crystals shine in the nice blue color. The Princess loved her crystal garden for it was a gift given to her by her mother." Prowl smiled again as he saw how interested his little sparkling was in his story. "Her mother hail from another part of Cybertron were the crystals came from so it was very dear to her." he said. Harmony clapped and whirred happily. "Her father was a handsome king that love the both of them dearly."

"Ooo..." Her smile turned to a pout as her little stomach rumbled. She whimpered and held her stomach plating.

"Hungry huh?" he said with a smile. She nodded. "Alright then. Let's get you some fine grade." He carefully stood up with her and nestled her in his arms. First he looked around their quarters to see if there was any. "I guess we didn't plan ahead did we?" He left their quarters and headed to Medical. He knew Ratchet would have made some.


On the way the minor twins had decided to have race in the hall at that moment. Prowl quickly held Harmony up as high as he could. "HEY! You two cut it out!"

"Can't catch me Skids!" Mudflap called out. Prowl sighed and put his foot out. Mudflap screeched to a halt before he could hit him. "Hey, what's the deal?" Mudflap said as he transformed.

"You two know the rules, no racing the halls. You could have hurt a human or worse, hurt my little sparkling."

"You? Have a sparkling?" he laughed. Harmony whimpered and hid tightly against Prowl as he lowered her to his chest.

"Yes, you remember I was carrying her so it's not funny."

"Say, what's the hold up Mudflap?" Skids asked as he pulled up and transformed too.

"Prowl has a sparkling!"

"Oh...yeah... Heard about that. She's cute. Can we play with her?"

"No." Prowl said.

"Aww why not?"

"One she's hungry so I'm going to see if Ratchet has some fine grade and two she's too young to play with immature mechs like you."

"Hey! He dissin us!"

"Duh genius! C'mon, Prowl. We ain't gonna hurt 'er or nothing." Harmony just hid more, getting VERY uncomfortable.

"You two are crowding her so back off."

"Hey, leave them alone," said Sideswipe as he came over. "Mudflap, I would have thought better from you."

"Awww we just want to play with the sparkling."

"You two need to behave yourselves and upgrade before you can even think about playing with a sparkling." The two sighed sadly. "Mudflap, I expect to see you for training in one hour," Sideswipe said as he walked away.

"Alright, Sides." He nodded at Prowl before leaving. Skids and Mudflap walked past too.

"Nice goin, stupid," the green twin said as he punched Mudflap.

"Hey!"

"You ruined everything."

"I would have still beat you." Prowl sighed as the two disappeared down the hall.

Prowl smiled down at Harmony. "Alright, sweetspark. Just a few more steps."


Prowl made it to the medical bay. Harmony was holding onto him for dear life, still crying. "Still not liking you, Prowl?" Ratchet asked.

Prowl shook his head. "Not anymore." He said.

Ratchet smiled a bit but then got worried. "Then what's wrong?"

"She's hungry." Prowl said "Since she wanted to come early we don't have any fine grade in our quarters yet."

"I understand. Wait here while I go get some."

Harmony cried more and Prowl bounce her in his arms a little bit. "Hang in there little one." He said gently "He will be right back with your fine grade." She giggled a bit as he bounced her. Prowl smiled happily. Harmony whimpered a bit as her stomach growled again. "Ratchet will be back." Prowl said gently.

"Sorry I took so long," smiled Ratchet. "It was hard to find. We haven't had a sparkling around here since Bumblebee."

"It's okay Ratchet." Prowl said. Harmony wiggled and tried to reach for the bottle Ratchet had. "You better give it to her, Ratchet." He smiled at Harmony and gave her the bottle. She quickly stuck it in her mouth. "Not so fast Harmony." Prowl said gently. She slowed down and drank it more steadily. Prowl smiled again at her. Ratchet walked away and started making a few cubes for Prowl to store in his and Jazz's quarters. "Sideswipe sure did grow up nicely." Prowl said with a smile, thinking of how the sliver twin handles the minor twins.

"Of course. It's Sunstreaker I was always worried about. For the older twin, he can be very immature," Ratchet replied.

"It's just what he is. I got use to it by now. Sideswipe was the one that pulled the pranks."

"The pranks... Sometimes they still do them. We all need a laugh every now and then though," he added with a smile.

"At least it's not the dangerous ones."

"Yeah." Harmony finished her bottle and lift it up at Prowl.

"More?" Harmony shook her head. "Then what's wrong?" She tried to give the bottle to him again. "It's empty but you're not hungry? What do you want me to do, little one?" She clicked and wiggled the bottle in his face. Prowl was still confused. "What are you trying to tell me?"

Ratchet couldn't help but laugh. "The same thing me and Jazz keeps on trying to remind you." he said.

"...Oh... Are you trying to tell me I'm hungry?" Prowl smiled. Harmony smiled and clicked happily. Prowl smiled. "C'mon then. Let's go to the Recreation Room then." Harmony nuzzled happily into him. Prowl smiled. "I'll send Jazz to pick up the fine grade later."

"That's fine." Ratchet said with a smile.

Prowl smiled again before heading out and heading towards the rec room. "I wonder if your uncles will be there so you can meet them." He said with a smile. Harmony clicked up at him curiously. "You'll meet them soon." Harmony cuddled against him. She wasn't sure about meeting new people. "It's okay. I'm sure you'll like them." When he got there he notice it was pretty empty except for the two mechs he was talking about. He first went to get a cube before coming over. Harmony hid in his chest plates, unsure about the two mechs sitting there. "Smokescreen. Bluestreak."

"Hey, Prowl," smiled Bluestreak. "Aww, is that her? She's so cute! What's her name?"

"Her name is Harmony." Prowl said with a smile "Harmony, meet your uncles." She whimpered and hid. "It's okay little one, they won't hurt you." She relaxed a little and stared at them. Bluestreak just smiled at her. Smokescreen slowly extended a hand. Harmony was unsure still but slowly reached out to touch him.

"Hello, Harmony." She let him clasp her hand and smiled at him. "I'm your uncle Smokey." She just clicked and chirped at him.

"I'm Bluestreak, but you can call me Blue, everyone dose." Bluestreak said with a smile. She clicked and clapped happily. She crawled over to him and settled in his lap. "She likes me." Bluestreak said with a smile.

"You're the fun one," smiled Smokescreen.

"But you are fun too." Bluestreak said.

"Nah... I'd teach her bad habits."

"And my little girl don't need that." Prowl said.

Bluestreak smiled at Harmony. "Aww, you've got cute little door wings! Just like us." Harmony clicked happily. He tickled her in between them. She giggled and tried to wiggle away. Bluestreak laughed as she laughed. "I've got you now," he smiled as he continued to tickle her. Prowl couldn't help but smile at all this. Bluestreak lifted her into his arms. "Harmony, I love you." He hugged her and she hugged back. She noticed his door wings were happy and high. She copied him. Bluestreak smiled. He lowered his wings for fun. She copied again. "Hey this could be a new game for her."

"That's good. She needs to understand they're there." Bluestreak smiled and deiced to give his wings a flap. Harmony clapped and flapped hers too.

Smokescreen moved his too. "Harmony, watch mommy." Prowl moved his doors as well. Harmony clapped and giggled happily, copying everyone.

Jazz came in and laughed at the sight. "Alright, Prowler! Ya got her to like ya AND meet her uncles." Prowl smiled at his mate. Harmony, hearing her dad's voice looked at him. She chirped loudly and whirred happily. She tried to climb off the couch and run to him.

"Easy there." Bluestreak said and gently help her down.

Jazz bent down and picked her up. "Ya missed yer daddy huh?" Harmony clicked happily the started to look for wings too but finds out her daddy didn't have any. She pouted a bit. "Aww, what's wrong?"

"I think she's upset that you don't have door wings too, Jazz." Prowl said.

"Oh... You still love me, right?" Harmony nodded and hugged him. Jazz kissed her helm. "You have fun with yer mommy today?" Harmony nodded and clicked happily. "You two eat?" Harmony nodded happily. "Well, time to spend time with daddy," he smiled. He threw her up into the air. Harmony giggled happily. He threw her up again. Prowl watched worriedly. Harmony giggled more.

"...Jazz...be careful..." Bluestreak and Smokescreen just smiled.

"Don't worry Prowler." He threw her up as high as he could.

"JAZZ!"

"What?" he smirked as he caught her.

"You could have dropped her!"

"Relax, I've got her. She likes it." He threw her up again. She giggled as she almost touched the ceiling and was caught again.

"I don't know, Jazz. I wouldn't throw her so high," Bluestreak agreed.

"She has door wings, Jazz, remember." Prowl said still worried.

"Alright. I'll toss her a little lower." Harmony giggled as she was thrown up. Jazz caught her and then handed her back to Prowl. "You go back to mommy while daddy gets some energon." Prowl protectively held her close to him. Harmony nuzzled against him. Jazz came over with his cube and sat down. He couldn't help but smile, happy that their sparkling wasn't afraid of Prowl anymore. Harmony crawled over to Jazz and sat in his lap. "Hey there, little one." Harmony cuddled into him. He smiled and drank from his cube. "Ya really missed me huh?" Harmony clicked happily. Prowl and the others smiled. Jazz drank again. Harmony yawned. She cuddled more warmly into him as he finished his cube. "Alright, sweet spark. Daddy's ready to-... Well look at that," he smiled. Harmony was fast asleep cuddled against him.

"She must been have tired with all the fun she had today." Bluestreak said.

"Yes," smiled Prowl. He stood up and took Jazz's empty cube. "I'll take care of this for you."

"Thanks love." Jazz said. Prowl just smiled as Harmony hummed happily in her sleep. Jazz put an arm around her. "Sweet dreams little one."

"We'll go and let her rest," smiled Bluestreak.

"See ya later Blue."

"Bye Prowl," smiled Smokescreen. Prowl smiled back. He scooted closer as the two left. He smiled to watch Harmony sleep in Jazz's lap.

"I'm happy she's not afraid of ya any more, Prowler." Jazz said as he watched their sparkling sleep.

"So am I." Prowl said with a smile of his own "Ratchet said he will have some fine grade for you to pick up."

"That's good. Our little girl will need it."

"I wonder why she wanted to come a day early."

"I guess we'll never know, Prowler. I'm just glad she's here."

"Me too." The two couldn't help but smile again at their daughter. "Should we take her back to our quarters?" Prowl asked.

"Nah, let's hang out here a bit longer."

"Okay." Prowl said. Harmony cuddled close to her father as she dreamed.

"Wonder what she could be dreaming about?"

Prowl smiled. "Us..." Jazz smiled back.

"She's so beautiful, Prowler."

"Yes..."

"Well, maybe I should take her now. The day's work is done and I'm sure you have things you'd like to do."

"No...it's fine Jazz."

"You're sure? You can go relax or somethin. I don't mind."

"I'm sure."

"Alright." Harmony shifted in her sleep.

"She is quite the cute one."

"Our little lady is quite the charmer," grinned Jazz. Prowl couldn't help but nod.

"So what's going on here?" Ironhide asked as he came over. He was just getting off shift as well. His big voice and big steps caused Harmony to stir.

"Keep your voice down, Ironhide." Prowl said "Harmony is asleep."

"Oops...sorry... She's cute."

"Ain't she." Jazz said with a smile. Ironhide could only smile. Prowl smiled too. Harmony woke up with a yawn. Her optics widened in surprise a moment before staring very curiously at Ironhide.

"Well hello there."

"Chirp, click click?"

"Harmony say hi to Uncle Ironhide." She whirred up at him shyly. Ironhide smiled at her. She smiled back. She lifted her arms up to him.

"May I?" Ironhide asked Jazz and Prowl.

"It's alright with me," smiled Jazz.

"Go right ahead." Ironhide slowly knelt down and picked her up. She wiggled in his arms and tried to crawl all over him.

"She likes ya." She settled happily on his shoulders. Ironhide smiled. She bounced.

"Awww how cute."

"I think she wants ya to take her for a ride," smiled Jazz as she bounced again.

"Oh?"

"You know, like a horse."

"'Play horsey' as the humans say," smiled Jazz.

"Horesy huh?" Harmony clapped happily. "Okay."

He carefully grabbed a tight hold of her and started jogging around the Recreation Room. Harmony giggled happily. Ironhide smiled and continued jogging around. Jazz and Prowl watched happily. Harmony chirped and whined to stop. "Awww tired already?" She tried to climb down on her own. Ironhide helped her down. He set her down on the floor. She patted his leg and asked for him to play. "Want to play something else, huh?" She nodded. "Okay." He sat down with her. The two started rolling a ball back and forth.

"See we found ourselves a babysitter, Prowler."

"If you say so. I don't mind watching her until I'm cleared for duty." Jazz smiled.

'Prowl...Prowl it's Optimus. I'd like to speak with you about Galloway's actions while he was here. I also would like you to meet with Director Simmons and talk about a few things.'

Prowl sighed. "I guess we have to have a change of plans, Jazz." he said "Optimus wants me."

"Go, I can watch her. You've been with her all day. I'll take over. I'm sure you'd rather get to back on duty anyway."

"Yes...I'll be back later." He came over to Harmony who had just rolled the ball to Ironhide. "Mommy has to go work for a while okay?" Harmony looked up at him with a click. "Mama has to go work for a little bit," he said as he rubbed her helm. "I'll be back after while. You be good for Uncle Hide and Dad okay?" Harmony clicked again. Prowl just smiled and gave her a kiss on the helm. He got up and walked away. Harmony watched him before going back to playing with Ironhide. Jazz smiled at her as he watched them play.