Warning. RANT: Ok, I don't know about you, but the new Transformers Animated cartoon SUCKS SO BAD IT HURTS! I'm watching the previews and wanting to fragging CRY. What the hell were they thinking? IT'S TOTAL CRAP. Why the hell is Ironhide being called Bulkhead? I mean seriously, I can see him being a tank. I really can, but did they have to change his name? I gotta say, Prowl looks fragging cool. FOR A MOTORCYCLE. But that's about it. AND OPTIMUS PRIME? LOOKS LIKE A STEREOTYPICAL COMIC BOOK SUPER HERO! HE EVEN DOES THE POSE AND HAS THE VOICE! Who drew this, Stan Lee? It's total crap. Bumblebee sounds like a whiny nerd and transforms into A SCION. GAH! It gets better folks. They butchered the story line too. SENTINEL PRIME is still in charge, though somehow Optimus Prime is also in charge, but JUST on earth. Hello, Optimus Prime BECAME Prime when Sentinel died. DUH. Am I the only one that's totally pissed off? I'm totally pissed off. HOW CAN THE 2008 VERSION HAVE WORSE ANIMATION THEN THE ORIGONAL 184 VERSION? THIS IS SO WRONG! They had it with the movie. They are about to lose it with the cartoon. FRAGGING MORONS!

On that note. This is the very last chapter of this story. The sequel will be posted shortly, it's easy to find. It's title is The New Spark Chronicles: The Sparkling Years. It will feature more of Mollie Redd, Thumper, The Autobots and... Ratchet the femme being a mother! Yes, a mother. The sparklings name will be revealed, Ironhide and Ratchet will finally stop screwing around and spark bond and Thumper and Bumblebee will fall in love... With surprising consequences... YAY! Please review. I really need reviews. I have low self esteem. -runs away crying-

Anyhow, enough rant. Story. RATCHET'S GONNA HAVE A BABY! AWWWW!

Chapter 11- Baby!

"Ratchet, I don't know the first thing about delivering babies... I need you to help me..."

"FRAGGING... PIT.. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Ratchet's scream was mixed with Thumper deep gasp of pain as the medic crushed his fingers with a crunch of metal. Mollie watched on in horror as Thumper right hand began to spark. Thumper had "woken" just in the nick of time. Ratchet was in full blown labor and wasn't doing so well, judging from the gasps, grunts and sounds of pain and Mollie was pretty sure the only one who could help the giant robot was another giant robot.

Unfortunately, Mirage still lay there, unmoving and Thumper had only been a giant robot for about an hour.

Mollie was still coming to terms with the fact that her beloved car was now a rather impressive looking, albeit terrified giant robot.

Thumper hadn't had time to come to terms with his current state of being. He had woken to the sound of Mollie sobbing hysterically and Ratchet screaming in pain and had immediately gone into save the day mode.

Mollie had done her best to explain what was happening and while based on his three years of life experience, he had no idea what having a baby meant exactly, it was obvious Mollie expected him to do something about it.

He just wished he knew what.

"Prop... Me...Up..."

Relief filled him as Ratchet calmed enough to speak and did as he was asked. "Thumper... The sparkling needs to be caught... It will come out of the creation port... here..."

Ratchet forced herself to focus, pointing to her creation port as waves of pain threatened to overload her processor. "Keep... it... warm..."

-Ten Minutes Later-

Thumper and Mollie both stared in awe at the tiny clicking silver thing that had just popped out of the unconscious Ratchet. Thumper looked down at Mollie, who was staring at it like a deer caught in a set of headlights. "It's... Very wet..."

She didn't answer, just kept staring. Cautiously, he reached out with one finger, still marveling in the fact that he had fingers and poked her gently. "Earth to Mollie..."

She blinked, looking up at him quizzically.

"The baby Alien Mollie. Ratchet said to keep it warm. It's wet and it's freezing out here."

She nodded. "The blankets that were in your backseat when you were a car... Holy fuck Thumper... Your an alien."

The roar of several engines made Thumper's head jerk up, glowing green optics looking down the road. In an instant he was pushing himself to his feet. The expression of pain on his face worried Mollie as he swayed slightly, splaying his legs in an attempt to keep his balance, then held out his hand for her.

"Do not panic, they are friends..."

They both turned to see the white robot that had saved them pushing himself into a sitting position, blue eyes turning to the clicking silver robot baby Thumper held tucked in the crook of his arm. An expression of awe crossed the white robot's face. "Primus almighty... How long have I been unconscious?"

-Twenty Minutes Later-

The baby was being cared for, Ratchet was conscious. Ironhide and Optimus Prime had both shown up and everything was under control. Thumper and Mollie, finally had time to stop and breathe. Mollie got her first good look at her best friend.

She had been surprised by how familiar his face was, even though she had never seen it before tonight. It was strong, but gentle, with a square jaw and high cheekbones, covered in soft polished chrome. He had a firm mouth, the edges puffing out slightly, giving the appearance of lips, which were currently set in a slight frown.

He had a sharp, pointed nose and eyes that reminded her of a lime green glow stick, clearly mechanical, but with an almost human quality to them. The rest of his form, almost looked like that of the other Bumblebee, but royal blue instead of yellow. He almost looked muscular, his torso and legs were long and slender, obviously built for speed, not brute strength.

He was examining his hands, his eyes moving to rest on her when she ran her hand along the dented metal of his thigh. The sorrow in his voice made her frown. "Mollie..."

Relief flooded him as she flattened herself against his leg, trying to hug him with her tiny body. "Your still you... Right?"

He smiled softly . "I think so... Just... Bigger."

She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "I guess this means I'm gonna have to buy a new car..."

He hung his head. She patted him comfortingly . "At least I have a giant robot..."

"Excuse me..."

They both looked up as the largest robot Mollie had ever seen cautiously approached. Thumper put his hand in front of her protectively, glowing green optics narrowing slightly. The massive blue and red robot paused, his expression thoughtful. "It's alright, I mean you no harm... I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. I wanted to express my gratitude to you both. You have done us a great service. We are in your debt."

Thumper regarded him for a moment, then looked down at her questioningly. Thinking for a moment, she nodded. Smiling, he held out his hand. "I am Thumper... This is Mollie... My creator and my best friend..."

And so it began. After years of being on the run, with only each other... The new spark and his creator finally found a family and a place to call home...