Two chapters in one day… I do believe I like this system more than I liked the 'only on Saturday' system.

Anyway, I had the chapter in my head and decided to type it up. So here you go, Chapter 14 of TSOT: Afterwords. Enjoy!

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Celestia didn't want to online her optics. She knew that there would be a bright light, and then a silvery mech with golden optics. Apparently, Primus wanted to speak with her.

Figures.

"Celestia, I know you are conscious."

The young prime sighed with annoyance and onlined her optics. Her eyeridge rose when she saw Emma floating just beside the deity. The small human girl was still out of it, and Celestia had a feeling that she knew why.

"It is time for her to join her people, Celestia."

Celestia's azure optics met Primus' golden ones.

"I do not know why I am here, Primus."

"You are the one that must place her spark in the body… you alone can do that." Primus looked back at Emma. "I can create her new body, but you must be the one to transfer the spark. She is pure sparked."

Celestia's optics flickered in surprise. "But… one of pure spark is dangerous if not trained…"

"You are to train her, Celestia. She will be the rise of the new age on Cybertron." Primus met Celestia's optics once more. "She is the key to saving Cybertron, and you are the one that will show her how to unlock that door when the time comes."

"Primus… I don't know how to say this, but have you lost your mind?" Celestia stared into the optics of her deity.

"I may have…" Primus chuckled. "But you can feel the truth in your spark, Celestial Prime. Just as you can feel the sorrow and joy of your race, you can feel the truth in my statements."

Celestia stayed still, staring into the optics of Primus. Then, with a small nod, she looked down at Emma.

"How will I transfer her spark?"

"The body will be there within an hour of your waking, your mother will bring it." Primus smiled gently. "She has been asking for a chance to see all of you again… including your sister, brother, and father."

Celestia nodded. "You still did not answer the question, Primus."

"I do not need to, it will be your first instinct to transfer her spark." Primus turned and began to walk away. "I will expect you to return within the year, young prime. Until then, farewell."

It felt as if Celestia had been punched in the gut, and she fell back into oblivion.

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"She'll feel strange for the first few weeks, much like you did Optimus."

That was Ratchet's voice, Celestia knew it anywhere.

"The Fallen didn't just punch her face, he melted most of the plating there. While I could replace it, it will never be as strong as it was. Hence the facemask that slides out like yours Prime."

"And her wing?"

Silence fell across the med-bay and Celestia almost screamed for an answer. Sideswipe was the one that had asked.

"It will be difficult for me to fix it with the limited supplies. For now, she is grounded." Ratchet sounded tired. "I did not want to ever have to say this, but it would be best if Celestia was taken off of active duty until I can be sure no other problems arise."

Celestia couldn't handle it any longer, she onlined her optics and sat up. Her face felt weird, and her wing wouldn't move at all.

"Ratchet… what happened?" Her voice was weak; she shouldn't have been awake yet.

"The Fallen is what happened. You were lucky that your teammates were there to make sure it wasn't worse." Ratchet was trying to keep the deep concern out of his voice.

It wasn't working.

"I feel… as if something has drained my energy…"

Now a pointed glare at Sideswipe made Celestia wonder exactly what had happened after she had passed out.

"Your sparkmate can now use Matrix Flame through your bond… but it drains your energy levels." Ratchet's voice was laced with slight anger. "He felt it necessary to use that ability to scare the Quintessons that were at the bottom of the lake you went to."

"Emma!" Celestia interjected. "Where is Emma?"

"She will be fine for now… her spark has been stabilized." Ratchet glanced to the side and Celestia followed his gaze to find Bumblebee sitting beside a medical berth that held Emma. However, where Ratchet saw only Emma… Celestia saw Emma's spark. It glowed white and pulsated at regular intervals. Within the hour Elita-One would be bringing her new body, and Celestia would be the one that transferred the spark.

"Ratchet, I need to get up and move around." Celestia muttered.

"You need to rest." Ratchet tried to say.

"You don't understand, Ratchet… I need to move around!" Celestia had never yelled at the CMO before.

Before he had recovered from his shock of her yelling at him, Celestia had already stood and begun to move slowly around the med-bay. It was challenging for her to walk because her wings, which she used for balance, were immobile at the moment. But she just gritted her denta's and continued to move around the med-bay slowly. Sideswipe stayed by her side as she moved, just in case she fell.

Celestia… love, you need to sit down and rest.

She shot Sideswipe a glare that shut him up immediately. He could feel her need to move, her need to not seem so weak.

But he could also feel her exhaustion and pain.

Please love, just sit down and rest.

Celestia shook her head; she had a job to do. And she wasn't going to be lying down to do it. Sideswipe watched her, kept pace with her as she moved. But the worried look didn't leave his faceplates, nor did the same worry stop flowing through their bond.

Twenty minutes later Firestarter and Sunstreaker came into the med-bay. Firestarter couldn't explain it, but she felt the need to be there.

At twenty five minutes, the med-bay door shut and sealed on its own.

"What's happening?" Ratchet asked as he tried the door.

"We're going to be getting a visitor." Celestia stated. "…one that can't be seen by others, or spoken about after this."

All other questions were silenced after the area around the only empty berth began to glow. Once the glow receded Celestia slowly made her way over to it.

"Hello… Mother."

Elita-One nodded at Celestia with a gentle smile, and then her optics found Firestarter's.

"You were not kidding when you said that she looks like me, Celestia."

Celestia only gave a strained laugh, which brought a scowl to Elita's face.

"You should be lying down."

"Not at this moment, mother… not at this moment."

"You are so much like your father." Elita huffed, then met Bumblebee's optics and smiled. "Bumblebee, it is nice to finally meet you."

Bumblebee sat in awe of the femme before him, unable to say anything.

"Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, the sons of Jazz." Elita turned to them next. "Thank you for looking after my girls."

They nodded dumbly, not sure what would be an appropriate response.

"Ratchet."

The CMO nodded back without much change in expression. He had grown used to such things a long time ago.

"My spark…"

Elita looked into Optimus' optics and hers softened along with the warm smile that spread across her faceplates.

"My love."

Without another word Elita and Optimus moved at the same time to wrap their arms around each other. Celestia watched them for only a few seconds, and then turned back to the berth. A small femme frame, only slightly smaller than Bumblebee, lay on the berth. The design was elegant, yet powerful. The paint reminded Celestia of the glow that came off of the Matrix of Leadership. Mostly blue with hints of white and streaks of gold. The optics, she could tell, would glow the color of Emma's spark, white as the clouds above. The frame was that of a femme seeker, and sported the Autobot symbol on the wings. Without Emma's spark in it, Celestia couldn't tell if she would have any special abilities.

But Celestia also knew that Primus wouldn't have let her go without.

Without warning, warmth began to spread through her chasis, and then down her arms. She turned to Emma and knew that the warmth was meant to transfer the spark.

"Bumblebee… I need you to move out of the way."

The younger, smaller bot gave Celestia a confused glance. One look into the younger prime's optics told him that she was about to pull off a 'miracle' of sorts. He took only a three steps away, and then stood still as Celestia's hands rested in the air above Emma.

"Emma Daley, I call for you to enter the body that you are meant to have… It is time to become that which you are destined to be." Emma's human body disintegrated, and only a glowing white spark was left. "Shed what you once were, and become that which you are now. No longer are you Emma Daley… you are now Firefly… key to the Creation Matrix and bringer of the Age of Peace on Cybertron."

The white spark floated up and hovered just above Celestia's hands. The younger prime turned and gently coaxed the spark into the body that Elita-One had brought with her, just as Primus had told Celestia she would.

A smile fought its way onto Celestia's faceplates, just before she collapsed from exhaustion and pain. Her last thought was only of how she was going to explain that to those around her.

But it could wait until she was once again conscious.

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I wonder why my brain was so ready to get this part out of the way… oh well.

To my reviewer:

Luna Prime-Awesomeness: I love the talk show host thing… I literally laughed out loud. And yeah, Bumblebee is probably wishing that he had been more open about his relationship thing. Oh well… maybe next chapter ;)

So, yeah, I definitely like the 'update whenever I can' thing… makes it easier for me to get the chapters out.

Till all are one.

~Chistarpax.