About a month later...

Jazz ran through the spacebridge and headed home. The moon shone through a few clouds in the cold, snowy, Detroit night. No lights were on and Jazz's sense of time had been messed with when he had gone to Cybertron for a month, when he had be away from his sparked mate, and twin sparklings.

When he got back to the plant, all the lights were dark.

"Anyb—" servos took hold of his arms and kissed him. He pulled away and from the light of his visor, he could just see Prowl's face.

"Prowl!" He hugged him quickly.

"Ow! Jazz you're holding me just a little too tight."

"OH! Sorry Prowler." He placed a quick kiss on his chevron, knelt down, and kissed Prowl's belly.

"You've grown so much little one." Prowl chuckled and shifted from one pede to the other.

"Oh Prowl." He stood back up and hugged Prowl gently.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't be here. The sparkling didn't go crazy did it?"

"No. It freaked out, but it didn't go crazy. Cyria was a mother hen when you're not here."

"Is she now?"

"So is Cytain. They sort of took your place when you weren't here."

"I'm glad I was worried the whole time that you'd go into labor when I wasn't here. I couldn't be there for you." Jazz set his servos on Prowl's belly and kissed Prowl again. The sparkling kicked and Jazz smiled as he let go.

"It's happy daddy's back."

"Yeah. Come on Prowl. We both need some recharge." Jazz led both of them to their quarters and they laid on their berth together.

Next Day, December 24, Christmas Eve

"Daddy! You're back!" Prowl opened his optics and looked over. Jazz was carrying both the twins, Cytain on his back, and Cyria in his arms. He chuckled and smiled.

"Daddy did you see granny and grandpa or grandma and papa?"

"I saw granny and grandpa."

"Did they ask about us?"

"Yeah. They asked how big you've grown since the last time we were on Cybertron."

"I love you guys." Jazz kissed Cyria's helm and Cytain kissed Jazz's cheek.

"I love you dad."

"Love you daddy."

"Mom! you're awake!" Cytain let go of Jazz's neck and ran to Prowl.

"Easy," reminded Prowl. He slowed down and climbed on Jazz and Prowl's berth to laid next to Prowl.

"Is the sparkling kicking?"

"Not right now." Prowl kissed Cytain's chevron and hugged him. Cytain hugged back.

"I love you mom."

"I love you too Cytain." Jazz set on the berth next to Prowl and Cytain.

"How ya feelin babe?" asked Jazz as he gently took Prowl's right servo.

"All right I guess."

"What do you mean I guess?"

"I feel a little nauseous."

"Do you want to go to Ratchet?"

"No. I don't feel that nauseous."

"Ya sure?"

"I'm sure."

"All right but if it gets worse or somethin' ya need to tell me."

"I will Jazz. Don't worry. I will." Cytain looked at his sister.

"Cyria let's go play with Ray."

"All right."

"See you guys later!" called Jazz after them. Prowl smiled as he watched them run out of the room. Jazz looked over at his mate and laid down beside him.

"Good morning Prowler," said Jazz cheerfully as he pressed a quick kiss to Prowl's forehead.

"Good morning Jazz." He set an arm over his belly. Jazz smiled and kissed Prowl's belly.

"Hello little one. Can you not wait to see your mommy and daddy?" he said to the sparkling. Prowl smiled as the little one kicked in response.

"I'm sure it can wait Jazz," said Prowl.

"Well I can't wait." Prowl smiled and gently kissed Jazz's helm. The white mech smiled warmly and wrapped his arms around Prowl, bringing them as close as possible with Prowl's belly in the way.

"I love you."

"I love you too Jazz."

Jetstorm picked up Cyria and the smaller bot put the ornament on the tree. Like the past several years they had to do last minute Christmas decorating. Ironelle was picked up by Bulkhead and she held Sari who put the last thing on the tree, the star. Ray smiled and held Cytain's servo in her own.

"Looks good guys," said Sari. She smiled brightly. Cyria crashed upon the couch and Ray gave Cytain a quick peck on the cheek. He gasped and his face went as red as Ray's armor.

"R-R-Rayl-lanet? W-W-What w-w-was that f-for?"

"You're under the mistletoe." She pointed to the ceiling.

"How d-did I n-not see that before?!"

"I don't know." She gave him one more before running off. The small, visored mech stood in shock.

Ratchet and Arcee soon joined the commotion in the rec room and Raylanet was with them. He ran and hid behind his parents who joined the others as well. Jazz looked down at him and raised an optic ridge.

"Hey little dude? Whatcha doin'?" he asked, a little worried.

"Don't call me that dad! You know that!"

"Sorry." Jazz placed a quick kiss on Cytain's helm. He held Jazz's waist and looked around for any sign of a certain red, pink, and white femme. She was sitting with Ratchet and Arcee as they talked to Chromia. The said femme seemed to be trying to fall into recharge. Cytain relaxed and Jazz felt the young mech's arms loosen on his waist. Prowl looked up at Jazz from his seat in a tire chair and smiled. Jazz caught the black and gold mech's smile and kissed him gently. Cytain felt his processor going foggy and his arms going limp as his processor was trying to force him to start a recharge cycle. Jazz smiled and the child and picked him up.

"Tired Cytain?" He nodded drowsily and laid against Jazz's chest plates. Prowl gently held the small mech's servo. Cytain mumbled something and Jazz said something back to him.

"All right Prowler. I'll be back. I'm going to put Cytain down."

"All right Jazz." Prowl let go of Cytain's servo and he wrapped his arms around Jazz's neck.

"I'm tired daddy." Jazz smiled as he walked through the halls of the plant. When he got his quiet, dark, family quarters Cyria was lying on her berth with her stuffed petro rabbit. The black and white mech sat his son on the berth and unwrapped his arms from his neck.

"Night Cytain. I love ya little dude." Jazz kissed Cytain's helm, gave him his yellow petro rabbit, and covered him up with the recharge blanket. He then went to Cyria's berth and kissed her helm.

"Night Cyria. I love ya sweetspark."

"Ok Prowler. The sparklings are in recharge." He wrapped his arms around Prowl's chest. Prowl leaned against Jazz's chest and smiled.

"All except this one." He set his servo on his belly.

"All right. Then maybe if you come and recharge than it will. Come on." He helped Prowl out of the chair and they started their way to their quarters.

Jazz sat on the berth beside Prowl. He wrapped his servo around Prowl's and kissed him.

"I love ya," murmured Jazz.

"I love you too Jazz." The black and white mech gently bent back down and kissed Prowl's bulging belly.

"I love ya little one."

Hey! Ok I need to clearify. Cyria and Cytain call Jazz's parents, granny and grandpa, and they call Prowl's parents, grandma and papa.