Chapter 10

Once they returned to the shop, Pockets took over keeping Sundance busy by reading her a story out of a book, and Rex went to work. Gears, however, invited herself to sit down in Demona's passenger, looked her in the optic, and said, "Drive."

So, for the second time that day, Demona backed out of the shop and weaved her way out of the Junkyard. She pulled to a stop just outside the layers of cars and junk when Gears told her to, and turned her full attention to her adopted mother. Gears turned in the seat and started, "Don't think I didn't catch the way how you changed subjects when I brought up Jolt."

I should have known this was coming, Demona thought with a soft vent. She softened the seat so it conformed to Gears' body, causing the woman's body to loosen a little. Gears' expression softened, "What's going on between you two?"

"Nothing," Demona answered.

"Demona James, don't you lie to me."

Demona turned her optics, real and fake, outwards. She watched a bird as it arced down and perched on a crooked fence post. After a minute of trying to put her emotions into words, Gears asked, "Are you happy?"

"Yes," Demona answered truthfully, focusing her gaze back on the woman, "I love him with every piece of my spark, and he's done nothing but love me back. He makes sure Sundance and I are alright constantly. I'm never alone now, not truly."

"Then what's wrong?"

"He wants another sparkling."

Gears blinked. Demona let it sink in, falling quiet as she went back to watching the bird. It's feathers were ruffled, and it was singing a sweet tune. It reminded her of Sundance, even though the two were completely different.

"He wants another baby?" Gears finally reacted.

"Yes."

"And you don't?" she sounded a little confused this time.

"No, I would gladly bear him one, but..." She trailed off as she felt Jolt tug lightly on her spark, checking on her. He felt her emotions and sent a wave of love to her, calming them almost easily, "I won't risk losing it."

"You mean the decepticons."

"I had no choice with Sundance," Demona turned her gaze to Gears, "I had to make the bond and save her or she would have died hours after being born. I managed to hide her existence away from Megatron, but I don't know if I could do it again...I could lose them."

"So you told him no."

This time she didn't say anything.

"Dem...I understand, but...if you're going to have another, now might be your only chance for a long time. I know that you're afraid...but you're not alone anymore. I promise you that Jolt isn't going to let anything happen to you or your babies, and I don't think he'd ask if he hadn't thought it through first. You and Sundance are his entire world."

She reached over and closed her hand around Demona's, "You're a great mother, Dem, you should have a bigger family...I just hope I get to see our little Jolt-juniors before I'm old and cranky...Promise me you'll think about it?"

"I've nearly burned out my processor thinking over it," she said, "he wants a son."

Gears smiled, "Every daddy wants a little boy."

"I'll...talk to him about it when I get back."

"You'll make the right decision," Gears reached up and pushed her hair out of her face, "I know you will."

Not much to say.

Love to the readers.

Demona and her family and the story belongs to me. Transformers does not.