Three weeks later...

Wheeljack whistled for silence. The bots looked at him and they sat forward with interest as the Wrecker set a bundle down on the ground. Ratchet was whining in a worried way, but Wheeljack and Optimus were soothing him.

"We've waited long enough," they said as they purred. Then Wheeljack unwrapped the infant.

It was a pretty femme with Wheeljack's unique optics. She had Ratchet's deft servos and digits, but she had her sire's pedes. She had false door wings from her sire, and white armor like her creators, but a single green pinstripe went down her right side.

She pushed herself to her pedes and looked around at the gathered bots. She squeaked softly, falling back, but Optimus' servo was there to coax her back onto her pedes. She staggered forward a few steps, and there was Arcee's servo to keep her from falling on her face. She squealed in delight and grapped onto the femme's digits for support as she went to investigate Bumblebee and Bulkhead. She waved Arcee off and ran to them. But she was going to fast, she wasn't used to it, and she smacked into Bulkhead's leg. The former Wrecker and her honorary uncle pinned her there so he can turn her around to face Bumblebee.

The scout chirped softly for her, his arms opened, but she was more interested in the Prime, and she took off running again.

Optimus knelt as he scooped the femme up and he kissed her helm. He was asked to bless her. He had only done this to a handful of sparklings back on Cybertron, but he loved this part most of all.

May you walk your own path with Primus' favor. May the Thirteen Primes guard your dreams and guard you from negativity. May you be a shining star for 'bots brave enough to follow.

All of it was in Cybertronian.

The sparkling yawned and stretched in his servos, her optics dimming. She was sleepy. She had done a lot in the day.

Ratchet snatched her back and like all protective carriers, he checked her for injuries, and like all sleepy sparklings, she kicked him away and made whining noises of protest.

Wheeljack smiled and he hugged his family close. "Her name is Jackie."

Ratchet sighed, but didn't protest, which meant Wheeljack had convinced his mate to name her that. Optimus smiled and Bulkhead laughed. Bumblebee made happy chirping noises as he nodded.

Meanwhile, Jackie curled into her carrier's chest, and she slept.

Optimus touched her helm one last time, and he knew that Primus had great things meant for the little one. He smiled as she began to purr. She was a special sparkling, and one the Autobots would protect with their lives, even after she would demand to be left alone.

Family stuck together, and that was certainly true for Cybertronians.

THE END