A/N: we are getting close to he end of this story. Is anyone else excited to finally learn the truth behind Luna? I was excited to write it, that for sure. Please, let me know what you all think. Im working on finishing this one, then...who knows? Ill try to finish more of my stories. I have quite a few left open, huh? Enjoy~


A familiar purple warp field startled the Autobots into motion. The alarms were tripped as three seekers appeared out of thin air. They were surrounded quickly by the Autobots, all with weapons trained upon them.

"State your reason for being here, Decepticreeps, and we might not blow your heads off." Said one of the minbots, and the black and purple seeker scoffed, pointing a null ray at the red bot. The other Autobots reacted upon instinct; all weapons were tightly trained upon Skywarp. Skywarp grinned, flicking a wing as his trine tried to calm him down. A warbled voice from Starscream's arms made him turn.

"Warp….hold?" the voice asked, and thin arms reached into the air. The Autobots watched, astonished, as the purple seeker picked the human up carefully, cradling her close. She laughed, and her image flickered. A shout of astonishment went through the gathered bots.

"What did you do to the girl?" they asked, and they moved closer. A red and blue bot, Optimus Prime, finally came out into the open, holding up his hand. A grumbling white bot walked beside him, scanning the seekers and their friend before he had gotten too close.

"Stand down, Autobots. This seems to be a manner that the seekers want to discuss. They didn't come here to fight, or they would have shot at us by now. Let them speak." He boomed, and the bots lowered their weapons, most of them grumbling. The Lamborghini twins watched, curious, as they recognized their human friend.

"Luna!" they said, and Starscream glared at them, moving protectively in front of his trine mate and the human. Ratchet moved closer, his white form reflecting the light. The seekers turned, slightly dazzled, as Thundercracker half raised a weapon in response to the movement. Ratchet sighed, raising his hands.

"I'm no threat. Just curious about the girl." He said, and Thundercracker lowered his ray, his optics narrowed in concentration.

"Go on, screamer. No need to wait now. We are as safe as we will get." Warp said, and the girl giggled, patting his arm with a flickering hand. Ratchet moved forward again as he saw spilled fluids, intrigued by the fact that the fluids kept on changing color.

"We deserted the Decepticons. They were getting too…pushy. Wanting to know about Luna." Starscream said, glaring at Optimus. He sighed, his vents pushing out hot air. His anger seemed to go with the air, and he deflated slightly. A touch from both of his trine mates helped him gain his confidence again, and he smiled down at the girl cradled in Skywarp's arms.

"You probably don't know, or care, but-"

"STARSCREAM!" came a familiar scream, and Starscream turned to Skywarp, reaching for Luna. She was writhing in place, sparks flinging from her shoulder and fluids leaking over Skywarp. Warp held Luna out to Starscream, and his finger turned into pincers. He tried to fiddle with the dangling electronic piece attached to Luna, behind her ear. It fell off in his hand with a new spurt of fluid. Ratchet moved in, shouldering Thundercracker aside. The blue seeker growled, reaching for his shoulder with his wings flared out behind him. Skywarp, no longer holding Luna, reached around and grabbed him by the wing. The touch calmed the blue seeker down enough that he let Ratchet pass, watching with keen optics. Ratchet stood in front of Starscream, his scanners intensified.

"She needs surgery. Right now. She's losing too much fluid for a sparkling. She's heavily damaged, Starscream. "He said, and the seeker looked at him, glaring. Luna screamed again, her arms starting to lose strength in her death grip on his arm. He looked at the girl before he nodded, walking briskly into the Ark. Ratchet lead the way, with the two remaining seekers left outside with the Autobots and their leader.

"What is going on, seekers?" Optimus asked them. They shook their heads in unison, looking towards where their trine leader and the girl had gone. The Autobots watched as they moved forward, slight touches on and arm or a wing keeping them in place. Skywarp looked anxiously from the leader to the dark hole that was the entrance to the Autobots base.

"Please, let us follow. Starscream needs us. LUNA needs us." They said, and Optimus nodded. Prowl and Jazz followed their leader closely, watching the seekers as they moved towards the ark. They walked as quickly as they could, their audios trying to pinpoint where Starscream, Luna and Ratchet were.

They found Starscream outside of a pair of doors. They could hear Luna inside, crying, and then her cries were silenced.

"Fragging Ratchet kicked me out! Slag it all to the pits, when she needed me!" Starscream fumed. There was a suppressed laugh from the gathered bots that had followed them; this was the usual Ratchet way.

"Will you explain to us what is going on now? We let you into the base…and we expect the truth. No deception." Jazz asked, and Optimus put a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head. Starscream laughed, his wings flaring in anger.

"Easy, Screamer. We are here. She is safe." Thundercracker said, and he held onto Starscream's arm. Starscream relaxed slightly, and Skywarp tapped wings lightly. The seekers kept in contact with one another, this optics flicking between the massed Autobots.

"It started with a simple trine bond. We did it o be more in tune with one another. Become the perfect Decepticon team. Kind of like how gestalts are made." Skywarp said, his ruby optics caught on the twins. They nodded in respect, understanding the explanation more than anyone else there.

"We didn't know that Starscream was with sparkling until his moods changed. More than usual. He went on tirades that ended with him pinning us to the bed with kisses and hugs. We got a friend to do a scan." Thundercracker said. Starscream was silent through the entire explanation. HE watched the doors behind him like a hawk.

"It was hard to keep him off duty without Megatron noticing. Anyways, Screamer had the kid about a human month ago. We had to hide her." Warp interjected, looking at Thundercracker with affection in his optics.

"Screamer, the genius that he is, created a gizmo that would turn her human. It forced her to grow up, too. He let her out into the real world. Kept a close optic and communications with her. "Skywarp said, and Thundercracker turned to glance at the doors himself before retuning his attention to the bots before him.

"Megatron found out about the human. He thought we had a pet. Got it from you people. If only he truly knew…." Thundercracker said, and he squeezed Screamers arm. The trine leader shook himself, turning to glare at Optimus.

"We had no choice but to leave, with Luna, to come to you." He said, and he turned back to the door, his gaze hungry and pained. The other two seekers leaned heavily upon him, trying to share his woes. He kept the link shut, his hands fisting themselves angrily.

The doors opened to show Ratchet walking out slowly, wiping at his stained hands with a large rag. He glanced up, nonchalant at the seekers, and reported to Optimus.

"She's fine, sir. Needs rest. Needs comfort more. The seekers and the seekers ONLY, are allowed to see her. I'll stay tonight in the medbay to watch over her." He said, and he grabbed Starscream's wing, pulling him in with him. Starscream's trine mates followed closely, and the doors shut firmly behind Skywarp, almost clipping his wing. Warp yelped slightly, jerking forward as the door auto locked.

"Everyone back to their posts. Can't let anymore Decepticons creep up on us, can we?" Optimus said, and the bots filtered out to their various positions. Only Jazz stayed behind.

"Can we really trust them?" he asked, his visor flashing blue in the dim light of the halls. Optimus looked down at his old friend, sighing.

"What choice do we have? We have their sparkling, and you saw what state she was in. If they did that to her, why come here? Why worry about her? I think we should trust them for now." Optimus said and he walked off with Jazz beside him, his footsteps heavy with responsibility.

Inside the medbay, the seekers flocked to the one table in use. Luna was curled up into a loose ball, wrapped in a soft and ragged cloth. Her optics were closed in rest, and she was clean.

"You need to watch her a bit more closely, I think." Ratchet said, and he sighed, rubbing his face with his hand. His red chevron flashed in the bright light. Skywarp reached out to touch her when his hand was smacked away.

"Do not touch! She needs rest. I had to remove that 'gizmo' Starscream put on her. Her shoulder was almost severed, and her wing buds were partially crushed. Everything is fixed. She drank a lot of energon as well. I had to put her under for the surgery. You are lucky you got here when you did. Any longer in that warp field like that, and she would have died." Ratchet said, and he wiped absently at a spot on his table. He picked up a wrench, his optics alight with curiosity.

"I took the opportunity to do a test. She's the three of yours kid. Don't worry, I won't tell." Ratchet said, and he winked, ducking into an office tucked in one side of the medbay. The seekers looked between each other, then towards the sparkling on the table. It had been a while since they had looked at her true form. It was beautiful. She didn't have any color on her yet, but her wing buds were developing nicely. She was tall for a sparkling, and she had grown since she had last been Cybertronian.

"Look above at that star so bright, it's gonna help take away your fright. "Starscream started to sing, and Thundercracker soon joined in.

"Look at that moon above, I'm gonna tell you about our love. Hush little seekerling don't make a peep, I'm gonna help you get to sleep. "Skywarp started to sing as well. The three voices meshed together nicely, creating a trine of voices that sung of glories past.

"Why don't you see? You can come and fly with me. Hush little seekerling don't you cry, I'm gonna go and take you high. "They finished, and they pulled chairs up, watching their femme sleep. Ratchet pressed stop on the recording machine. He had just documented Seeker tradition, one that was extinct, for he was looking at the last three true seekers.