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And here with the new chapter.

Filler-ish but with lots of fluff and just adorableness from little Wolfy

Ironhide seems OOC but that's because he had a baby to take care of now.

So gomen.

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Disclaimer: I no own Transformers ;n;

Chapter 10: Goodbyes and Nightmares

"Is... Sam onna... Come with...us?" I questioned, sitting on my Papa's open palm, staring up at him with my big multicolored eyes. It had been about two weeks since we defeated the Decepticons and my throat had healed up, so I could string more than six words per sentence together.

Ironhide shrugged and rubbed the space between my ears, which caused them to twitch and me to give off an unexpected purr, "I don't think so. I think he might want to go too college. You can ask when we see him again. Is that alright my sweetspark?" He chuckled softly, continuing to rub the place.

"I hope...he comes. Him and 'kaela. They awesome!" I tossed my hands in the air, the claws I had coming out to their near full size. They had grown much thicker as my body had gotten used to the new size and body parts. Plus I had adjusted to the new metal pieces Ratchet attached to my body so that was a plus. I had learned every possible thing so far at my age.

"Wanna try walking again?" Ironhide asked, raising a metal brow.

"Mmmm... No. Maybe... ater." I shrugged, giving my signature toothy grin.

Well. Besides the walking.

"You lazy little monkey. I'll get you to walk, just wait." Papa teased, bringing my face to his so our noses touched. I rubbed mine with his and gave a purr. I loved my Papa, since he acted like a father I always wanted, but couldn't have in my previous life.

HE actually loved and care about my well being and safety, unlike that abusive jerk in my human life.

"I ove you Papa." I nuzzled his cheek after I moved my face. I used my short arms to wrap them as far as I could on his face, which was about the length of my body.

"And I you, sweetspark." He smiled gently.

"If you're not to busy bonding with the little one. Prime has said we are moving out. We're going to a lookout and say our goodbyes to Sam before we head off to our new base, courtesy of Captain Lennox." Ratchet's accented voice snorted.

I turned my head and my ears flickered upward happily at seeing the brightly painted medic, "'ood monin 'atchet." I giggled. I could nearly speak the entire alphabet, since the Internet helped.

I learned that I could tap into any network system when I poked a small flab inside my ear with a claw. I watched YouTube videos on speaking by myself when everyone else was in recharge.

The only letters that where hard for me to fully pronounce where the L's, R's, G's, my T's sounded like Th's and S's.

I also had a slight stutter when I was lying about something. It was my nervous twitch I had had as a human.

"Good morning Blood Wolf. How are you doing this morning?" He asked me. He always spoke in formal tone with me, so I could learn how to pronounce words by listening to him. I picked up on things quickly, but I had a very short attention span, making it kind of hard to teach me. Which is also a reason why I learned by watching YouTube videos.

"I'm fine. Justh... a bit... Tiewd." I spoke out, attempting to say the R correctly. It still came out as an 'ood' sound. I stretched, feeling my ears lay flat against my head as my body briefly loosened and relaxed before they stood back up, twitching to any sort of sound.

"Good. I hear your speech is getting better." He observed.

"Yup! I've been lewnin' evwyday." I laughed, completely butchering the sentence. Ratchet just snorted before tapping my head softly, it was a way he displayed affection towards me.

"Alright, time to roll out." Papa set me on the floor and he changed down into his truck form before the passenger door opened and I climbed up the side and into the truck, rolling into a half-curled ball as he laid the seats out so I could rest comfortably.

I snuggled against the steering wheel, purring as the engine rumbled. It relaxed me when I heard that sound since I knew he was there and I was safe.

"Ready to go see Sam and Mikaela?" He asked through the radio.

"Yesth!" I cheered, my ears flickering in different directions at my outburst.

Papa laughed and then he drove. I stood wobbly-legged on the pushed down seats, my hands holding me up on the dashboard. I looked out through the tinted windows and saw that we were driving behind Optimus, meaning we were second in line. Ratchet must've been behind us since it was only us three. Bee was with Sam and Mikalea and Jazz... We all still really miss him.

"Time to sit back." Papa informed me. I gave a sad whimper before sitting against the seat he had previously raised back up. I felt the seat-belt strap around my middle and shoulder as it held me in place. He turned the radio on and rock music floated through. I purred appreciatively, since loud and heavy rock music was my favorite type. Papa had found that out when it had come on the radio and I perked up as I heard it. When he had changed it, I whined until he put it back.

I bobbed my head, rocking along to the music. It was Second and Sebring by Of Mice & Men. My ears twitched two ways and I hummed appreciatively. My papa laughed from the radio, over the music before he fell quiet and the music increased in volume. I swung my legs against the chair of the front driver seat.

I wiggled happily in my seat when the song ended and more music floated through. I couldn't help but twitch my fingers against my metal platings on my legs, tapping them along with the beat of the drums.

I could hear Papa chuckling every now and then when I would get into the music and start head banging my head. My ears were going haywire, twitching all over repeatedly.

"You really like this music, don't ya sweetspark?" He said fondly.

I nodded my head, "Yesth, iths eawy soothin-g." I squeaked in delight, my sentence near unintelligible.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that. We're nearly there, so I'm going to turn the music off now." Papa explained, before the music quieted and then turned off altogether.

"Can we isthen to i' ater?" I near begged.

He chuckled once more, the richness of the laugh making me purr, "of course sweetspark, anything for you."

I clapped my hands and gave a purr in delight. I took a peek out the front window and saw we had turned on a dirt road and I could see 'Bee ahead of us. I started wiggling in excitement despite being glued down to the seat by the seat belt that my Papa seemed to need to tie really tight because he didn't want me to get hurt.

Which was silly since I was the safest little sparkling around. When we made it to them, Papa slowed and the seat belts unclicked. Near immediately I wailed to be let out and the door opened. I slid down and crawled rapidly at a now transformers 'Bee and hugged his leg, pulling myself into a standing position to do so.

"Big Boder 'Bee!" I squealed happily. 'Bee lifted me up into his arms and I nuzzled into his cheek, purring like mad. My ears were flicked back and I was wiggling against his face, happy I could see him. He was laughing through his radio feed

"Hello... kiddo. You got...big." He was laughing. I frowned and pouted, before I crossed my arms over my smooth chest.

"Noth funny." I grumbled.

"But you did!" He argued, holding me away from him. My feet dangled and I swung them, the tips of my claws emerging. I had grown, compared to the last time he saw me, which was after the fight. My growth spurt had finally stopped and I was bare of my small armor so I must've looked miniature compared to how I looked now, with all the new metal Ratchet had fit on me.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes before peeking at him and purring loudly. Then he set me down and I crawled back to Papa, who picked me up and set me on his shoulders, my legs long enough to hold me steady. We walked over and 'Bee had Sam and Mikaela in his palms. I waved with both my hands, another purr rumbling in my chest.

"Wow Wolfy, you got big!" Sam whistled. Mikaela nodded in agreement and I felt my face plates heat up and I buried my helm in my hands.

"Sweetspark, what do you say." Papa reminded me.

I peeked up and gave them a sharp toothed smile, "Thank you." I blinked my hetero-chromatic eyes at them. Moka and Mina were saying their hello's and I said them aloud. It confused them but they just waved off my multiple hello's in two different voices.

Mikaela reached out and so Papa put her on his hand, he seemed more comfortable around both her and Sammy since the fight because he knew that I liked them and trusted them. I swung my leg and slid down from his shoulders and landed on his arm.

"Oof." I shook my head before scooting up to Mikaela.

"I misth you 'kaela." I purred, resting my head on her lap. I felt her rub my ears and helm.

"I missed you two little one." She laughed softly.

"I hath a propothion." I stated.

"A what?" she seemed confused.

"A propothion. An agweementh." I told her.

"Oh! A proposition." It clicked.

"Yeah tha!" I squeaked, rolling off her lap and pulling myself into a sitting position.

"Well, let me hear?" She smiled.

"I'll be yow gawdian. You an Jinxth." I blinked my eyes, a purr sounding. I would protect both her and Jinx, who had fed me when I was captured, because I felt like I owed them for taking care of me. Jinx was under the watch of Lennox now that she had come over to our side because of me. Papa wouldn't let her come near because he didn't exactly trust her yet and because I was still small.

"My guardian? But you're so young." She giggled.

"I'll geth biggur." I crossed my arms over my chest plates. They were minimally raised since I was maturing faster than a normal sparkling, which was weird but also interesting to say the least.

"Okay than you'll be my guardian when you're big enough." She agreed.

I squealed and crawled towards her, hugging her. She wrapped her arms around me and planted a kiss on my helm. I yawned after that and rubbed an eye. I felt Papa grab me by my legs and pull on me. I gave a squeak as he tossed me and then caught me safely. I shook my head.

"It's time for a nap." He explained. I grumbled saying I didn't wanna. He was having none of it though and after I had said my goodbye's to the others, he set me in his chamber. Ratchet had expanded it a bit so I could still fit for another two growth spurts. He had made it like a femme's apparently. Since Papa was going to take care of me, I needed an appropriate place to sleep when he was busy. So Ratchet had built the space bigger, much to Papa's displeasure. He said he didnt want to feel like a femme, but he put up with it because he was caring for me. And Ratchet also said 'a sparkling needs to feel like they are close to their mother, so by expanding the chamber, she'll feel more secure when you put her down for a nap or for recharge.'

"Sleep well sweet spark." Papa whispered.

"I promisth. Gewd Nighth Papa." I drawled out.

"I love you." He said low.

"I love you too." I mumbled before I yawned and curled up into a ball.

The next time I woke up.

There was nobody around. I was still in the space but I couldn't hear anything from outside. I flicked my ears around trying to pick up on something, but I couldn't.

Complete silence.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, "Papa?" I called out.

There was silence.

I dropped forward and crawled a bit to where the front of the chamber was so I could push on it. Usually Papa let me out this way when I was awake before I was supposed to be. But when I crawled, I noticed the space grew longer and darker.

"Papa?" I called out again, my ears beginning to flatten against my head. I didn't receive an answer.

I swallowed thickly and walked forward, keeping my body low to the ground like a scared wolf.

"'Ello?" I called again, my claws making soft noises against the floor. They came out since I was scared. I flattened my ears completely, my back plates rising in fear.

I heard a noise from the side and I flinched staring at it my senses alert. I flared the nerves in my nose and I tried scenting whatever it was. I didn't smell anything but something was there.

I continued on, slowly picking up the speed I was crawling. Another noise. This one sounded from my left side. My head automatically snapped to the left and I bared my sharp teeth, a small growl forming in my throat.

Whatever it was started making more noises, loud ones that hurt my sensitive ears.

I picked up pace, steadily raising onto all fours and I trotted fast. I saw a light and I figured it was the chamber opening and I gave a sigh.

But before I felt safe, something released a big breath of air by my ear and with a terrified wail I took off on all fours at a full sprint, my head low, ears back, back plates raised and fear coursing through me.

I ran and ran but the light didn't get closer. When I became overcome with freight, the cool floor beneath me opened up and I fell.

"PAPA!" I screamed hoarsely.

And then I woke up.

I woke up to my Papa holding me in his arms. I had my claws gripping tightly onto his hand, the metal digging deep. My eyes widened when he started speaking.

"Hey, it's alright. You're okay." He was repeating gently, one of his fingers running along my helm softly.

I stared up at him, fear still in my eyes. My spine plates had settled lightly but my claws didn't retract.

"Papa?" I said softly.

"Yes, I'm right here sweetspark." He said softly.

My eyes filled with fluid before slowly sliding down my face plates, "Papa. Papa. Papa." I started chanting, my eyes half-closed as I cried more. My claws retracted and he brought me up to his face and I nuzzled fiercely into his face. I kept crying and he gave the side of my helm a soft kiss.

"It's okay. I'm right here. You're safe here. Nothing's going to hurt you." He whispered. I jolted and hiccuped softly, still crying. He wiped my face with his index finger and brought me close. He settled me against his chest and I nuzzled into the car plating. His spark beat loud and slow and I found myself being comforted by the sound.

I noticed we were alone. The others were outside, I could tell by how far away their voices were. We were in a base and I wanted to ask Papa where we were, but I was to scared to ask.

I was still shaken up despite how safe I was feeling. The nightmare was horrible.

I felt lost. Very lost. I had never felt like that before. I felt helpless and I was alone. Moka and Mina weren't even in my head. Normally they kept me happy when I was alone. But even they were missing.

It was like I was the only one alive. The last one living. And I had been hidden away in a never ending tunnel that was built to protect me. I hated it.

The thing that was in there with me wasn't a physical being. It was probably my imagination.

But it damn right scared me.

I hated that sensation.

The sensation of being completely abandoned.

"When you want, you can tell me about your nightmare, okay my sweet?" Papa whispered. I looked up at him, my eyes dripping softly.

I sniffled and gave a nod, "...okay..."

He rubbed my helm softly, right in the spot that relaxed me. A soft purr built in my chest and rumbled through. I rubbed my head against his finger and purred again.

"I'm sorry you had a nightmare. I didn't know until you started clawing and yelling." He explained.

"S'okay papa." I rubbed an eye, the claws didn't go in yet because I was still a bit scared.

"You latched on pretty good. My hand barely finished bleeding." He chuckled softly.

"Sorry papa." I whispered.

"It's alright my sweetspark. As long as you're safe then I'm okay." He smiled down. I looked up and a small smile graced my face.

"Do you want to go outside and see the new base? Or are you hungry?" He asked.

"Hungry..." I stated softly. He nodded and we went to the door. I flinched against the light of the sun and Papa shielded my vision. I shook my head softly.

"Is she better?" It was Ratchet.

"Yeah. She's just hungry." He told him. I looked between them and a tiny giggle. Ratchet acted like my mother it was funny. They didn't hear me because neither looked down.

Ratchet opened a small compartment in his arm and pulled out a cube of purple liquid. My mouth watered as he handed it to Papa.

"Here you go little one. Drink it all up and don't complain about the taste." Ratchet poked my small chest before turning and walking towards Optimus.

"Here. Open up." Papa stated. I did as he said and he stuck the edge of the cube to my mouth. The cube was odd because it was squared but when Papa squeezed one end, it morphed so it was easier to drink.

I coughed when I finished. I hated the taste of it. Ratchet had put something different than he normally did and I shivered. Papa laughed before crushing the cube and putting it in his hand next to me for disposal.

"Let's get back inside, hm?" He said. I nodded and we did so.

He showed me around for a bit before I yawned. He told me to get some rest and so I did. I curled up on his hand and promptly fell asleep,

I didn't have any nightmares and I wasn't put into the chamber. Instead I was kept curled in Papa's hand and then the seats of his alt. mode the entire night.

Update !

Lol. It's a filler, sorry Cx

More excitement next time.

Promise.

I hope I did the fluff good :3

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-Endless /insert heart emoji