I told you guys the next few chptrs are going to be short.
only 980 words for this one.

But don't worry,
I am working on this story for a while so the next chptr should be up soon.

This one is actually a bit happy considering
the situations.

Ember's P.O.V:

A month has gone and passed, and still Knock Out hasn't told me what his plan is. What he does tell me is that it is best to keep it a secret just in case Shockwave finds out. I trust Knock Out, not as deeply as I do Bee, but in situations like this you kind of have to trust the only one who is on your side.

Nothing has changed much, same room, same Shockwave coming to check on us, same horrible Tombstone who likes to come and tease both Knock Out and myself, and a daily energon cube. There are a few things that have changed. Like for one, Knock Out insists on giving me half his energon. I don't like doing this since we only get one cube per day but he always tells me that I need it more than him. On a few days I make him drink his own, but lately I want to consume more so I try to ignore my better judgment.

Another thing that has changed is that fact that I cannot stand up without feeling a weight change. Normally I am a lean and fit Predacon; stream line body and built for running. Now I feel like a blob… whatever that is, I only heard Miko use it once.

Every time I get up to walk around, it is always like a mass has taken up room inside me and it gives me difficulties when moving around. I know what this mass is, or in my case masses, but I didn't think it would be this bad.

Since I was created and not born myself, I know nothing on the facts of… reproduction as Knock Out called it. He has told me that there are two ways to have sparklings on Cybertron. One was through the Well of All Sparks, which all life comes from, and the other is by a sire and carrier coming together to produce something of their own. But in the end, the spark of each and every Cybertronian came from the Well.

That also explained what I saw when Optimus dove into the Well to save us all. Knock Out told me that sometimes that when a carrier goes before the well, they can sometimes see their future sparkling's sparks. And I had seen four.

But to get back on track, the only things I have seen change in me were the weight and also Knock Out giving his energon but I have also seen something else.

During the night, when everyone is mostly sleeping, I wake up sometimes to see Knock Out working on something at the medical cart. He looks like he is making something but what I can never see. For the past few nights he has worked on it nonstop and when he finally does come to recharge he plops down next to me and is out in a few seconds.

Like right now, Knock Out is again at the cart working away on something that I cannot see. Figuring that now was a better time than ever, I got up and walked over to him to see what he was making. He didn't see me right away but after I rubbed my paw on his leg he took notice of me. "What are you doing up?" he asked me as he turned his attention to where I sat. Pointing my nose to the cart, I tried to ask him what he was doing.

Since I couldn't transform with the collar on my neck, Knock Out and I have been playing an endless game of guess what the predacon is saying.

Looking to where I was pointing, Knock Out smiled. "It was supposed to be a gift for when we escape but… would you like to see it?" Nodding my head, I watched as Knock Out brought down what he was working on to my view. It was pretty dark in the room, since the lights didn't turn on till morning, but our optics provided enough light to show what it was.

It wasn't pretty, that was for sure, and it wasn't finished, but it was an overall wonderful gift… I think. It was a satchel that sported a strap and on each end were two big and large bags. One bag was finished but the other one was still being made. Placing the satchel on my back, Knock Out let out a chuckle had how it fit perfectly between my shoulders.

"Good thing I made it big might have not fit you if I didn't." Knock Out said as he allowed me to walk around with the bag on my back. It felt alright, a bit gawky but it didn't move around too much. "I have been making this for when your sparklings are born. We need something to carry them in when we escape." Knock Out said as he took the bag back. "Do you like it?"

Rubbing my head on his legs, I was very thankful he had thought ahead for something like this. Chuckling lightly as my fur rubbed his body, Knock Out bent down and played with my ears. "Thanks. Took me a while to cut the blanket since they took away my saw, and I only have dull needles." Knock Out said he placed the satchel back in the drawer and walked me back to our spot in the corner.

"You need rest, I can stay up late but it is not good for you." Knock Out said as he pulled the blanket over us. "Get some rest; we can talk more in the morning."

Closing my optics, I rested my head on Knock Out's lap while he absentmindedly rubbed with my ears. Not long after this, we both slipped into recharge were for the first time in forever, I had pleasant dreams.

Told ya it was short.

sorry for any grammar goofs.

And a great shout out to Cutter 497

I loved their review they left me and I wanted to just mention them.

Until next time,

Girl Supersonicboy OUT!