The parentheses are there, because I used a Cybertronian font that I downloaded. If any of you are interested in knowing what it looks like, I'll post a picture on my twitter page. I hope you all enjoy! :)

Oh and for the songs, I will have all of them listed either at the end of each chapter or all in one big chapter.

Ch. 25

-Prowl's POV-

I ignored Heatwave and went on the other side of my crying mate and wrapped my arms around my family. "Musa are you okay? Are you injured, did they hurt you?" I pulled away from them to look over my daughter with worry.

"I'm okay Sire. The scary mech that took me was Titanium, and he made me do bad things. He made me use my voice until it started hurting." Musa looked at me but clung to her Carrier's frame with her true emotions of fear in her optics and from the position of her wings. She looked at Jazz with wide optics, "Carrier are you going to send Trine and the others to get the bad mechs?"

"Titanium didn't take you sweetspark, it was a mech named Starscream. Carrier and Sire fought during the wars. We will take care of Starscream all you need to worry about is getting better." Jazz stood up and cradled Musa, his optics scanning our creation. "Musa sweetspark, are you okay?"

Musa rubbed her chest and her tanks rumbled. Jazz nodded before silently going away. I looked at them with my worried sire stare, my servos clenched tightly when they started to put two and two together. "When did you two become an item, have a child, and when did you become humans?" Along with a dozen more questions.

I looked at everyone, but my gaze kept going back to my family, to answer all the questions. "Started courting during the war, mated after, and had Musa after a few Mega cycles. Pretty straight forward way to get from point a to point b."

Jazz was singing a song to Musa, my gaze whipped to Bumblebee and he knew I was serious. "There were reports of several AI ran military bases being destroyed, and we scrubbed the security feeds of Musa destroying them. Starscream and three teens were-" He looked and saw Jazz staring at us that meant he was listening in on our conversation. Bumblebee turned his back to his friend before continuing and whispered softly. "They were tossing her around and locked her up in a metal crate. It's a miracle that Musa escaped. First Aid said she passed out when they found her, lost her voice, and her frame was heavily damaged."

I am going to murder that fragger, and I will make sure he suffers. Jazz said through the bond. I looked at him. He was servo feeding Musa dark energon while comforting her. My wings flicked as I tried to ignore the feeling that was coming through the bond. "Yes, well we cannot bring them in."

"What do you mean 'you can't bring them in'? Some crazy Decepticon just kidnapped and hurt your daughter! And you're going to just let him get away with it!?" Dani started shouting at me.

"Your father may understand the issue of having an emotional connection to a case and being an officer. I am Musa's father, and I am unable to bring them in without losing my job. But there are two enforcers here that have no familial relation to her or us." I looked at Streetwise and Chase with a hinting gaze at them. "My first priority is to make sure my daughter is safe and returned to Cybertron. I don't think you want a squad of Cybertronian enforcers landing on Earth and causing unnecessary damage to find these criminals."

I looked back over at Musa and Jazz, they were both out like a light. Jazz had his legs up to cradle Musa, his arms hugged her to his frame. Musa had one servo on Jazz's chest and the other touching Jazz's face. I went back to ignoring everyone as I went over to my mate and crouched down in front of them. My wings flared protectively, my senses were prepared for anything.

Musa shifted in Jazz's arms before waking up, her tired optics looked at me and a smile slid on her face. I hummed happily when I got to see her smile. Carefully I took her in my arms and held her close to me. "Sire, don't cry. I'm here now." I wiped my face and felt that I had cried. My wings fell as I hugged Musa to me and hid my face in her neck as I let myself lose control of my emotions. "Sire, what happened to Carrier's paint job? Did he do that so the reporters couldn't find him?"

I pulled away from her frame and laughed lightly with a shake of my helm. "No, this is his natural frame color. That's where you get your silver from." I opened my subspace and pulled out a blanket and draped it over Jazz who was still in stasis. "Come on, let's let Carrier rest. Maybe we can even go find something to give him and get him to smile. How does that sound?"

"Can I sing a song to him? He promised to sing with me." Musa's wings moved as she put her servos on my chest to look into my optics with her beautiful ones.

"I don't see why not sweetspark." I gave Musa a kiss on the cheek before setting her down. "Sire has to comm work and tell them that you're safe."

Musa nodded with an excited bounce before running over to Bumblebee. 1A hologram of Aciddust appeared in front of me, it wasn't uncommon for both high commanding officers to salute each other. "Prowl, I was just about to comm you. We still can't find Starscream, or even any sign of-"

"That's okay Aciddust, an Autobot team off world found Musa. I won't disclose any information on our location for the safety of the team and the planet's safety. We will be returning to Cybertron once the criminals have been apprehended." I explained with my servos resting on my hips.

"Now Prowl you know that protocol states that an officer cannot be involved in a case when it is personal. I will send a small team to retrieve the criminals." Aciddust said with an authoritative tone.

I folded my arms over my chest and gestured at her with a lazy servo. "You know me and my infamous way of finding loop holes. Said Autobot team have not only one enforcer, but three. And you know protocol states when a criminal is a Decepticon convict, only Autobots are authorized to capture them. Your team has control of the case, so you can interrogate all three of them but you cannot capture Starscream. Only his sons."

Aciddust stared at me before sighing with that annoyed sigh. Which was a common noise on the enforcer field when someone not on your team was telling you what to do. "Alright, but only the fugitive. As soon as he is apprehended bring him to Cybertron, but I will be sending a small team to retrieve Starscream's sons."

Which was bad for the humans' safety, but I couldn't stop them from doing their job. Maybe I can have Optimus explain the situation on Earth before allowing them to go through. "Alright, and I will have the team send you files of Musa condition when they found her. Along with whatever they found."

"Okay, have a good day Chief Commander Prowl." The transmission ended, I looked over my shoulder when I felt like I was being watched. Musa was peeking from the wall of the fire house, her wings flicked up when I gave her a reassuring smile.

"Sire, can we go exploring?" She ran over to me and jumped in front of me excitedly. "First Aid said I'm all better now!"

I lifted her up as I laughed at her sudden burst of excitement. "Did he also give you energon sweets? You're so jumpy." She shook her helm with a big grin on her face. "Did you sneak energon sweets?"

She giggled and shook her helm now again. "No silly, Carrier is online and is happier now. And that makes me happy because Carrier is too pretty to be sad."

I nodded and laughed some more. She said the oddest but cutest things sometimes. "Yes, he is, Carrier is very pretty."

"Sorry to interrupt, but there's an emergency on the other side of town. Nothing big, just a break in, and Chase and I were wondering if you'd like to come along?" Chief Charlie asked after he walked over to us.

I was about to decline the offer, but Musa started petting my face. "It's okay Sire, I know you have to go sometimes to save people. But I know you'll always come home with even bigger and better hugs."

A smile slid across my face at Musa's sweet reassurance. "Never lose your sweetness Musa. Alright, I'll go. Can you make sure to keep Carrier out of trouble for me?" I sat her down as she snickered into her servo as she nodded. "And you behave yourself young femme."

"Okay Sire." Musa hugged my leg before running inside.

Chase and I transformed with Charlie climbing into his partner. We rushed to the crime scene. The chief went to question the witness while Chase and I were looking for clues. I was standing near a window that looked into the living room.

I knelt down in front of the window and examined the strange crime scene. "Chief, you said this was a B and E?" He nodded while questioning the victim. "Something isn't right, was anything taken? And why take the front door to leave?"

Chase crouched down near some bushes and pulled out a small note from them. He stood up and read the piece of paper aloud. "I'm sorry about the window? And the perp left a ten-dollar bill."

"Nothing was taken from the house but I think that you are right, because why would anyone break in but not take anything?" Charlie said as he came out of the front door. He scratched the back of his head with the same amount of confusion as we had. "This is really bizarre."

I looked around trying to put together a possible lead, while I was trying to come up with what happened I saw a small group of young teen males with a basket ball near the sidewalk next to them. One of the boys was slowly shoving his hands in his pockets which was odd, but what was that they were all watching with a guilty look in all of their eyes. My wings flicked when I looked at the crime scene, the apology letter, and the fact nothing was stolen it all started to piece itself together. I walked over to the other side of the street to talk to the nervous group. "Is there something you're hiding from us? Did you happen to see who broke in your neighbor's home?"

They all avoided eye contact with me, only looking at each other with just as much guilt in their eyes as before. I knelt down in front of them and rested an arm on my knee before retracting my visors. "Now you four are all obviously very young, but if you are withholding information on the crime you can all be accounted bedding and aiding and you all could spend a few days behind bars. And I believe none of you want that, especially if you have any colleges you want to go too."

And again, they were keeping quiet until one of them picked up the ball and looked up with a look that I saw in some of the convicts I interrogated when they knew they were caught. "We were all playing some basketball, and the twins wanted to change up the game. So, they climbed on top of my dad's car; bounced the ball off the top of the back board, in the middle of the street, and they tried to get it off Mrs. McGee's roof. But they missed and hit her window."

I stood up when I finally understood, "and you went to get your ball back but instead of coming to the chief or Mrs. McGee with the truth, you all decided to withhold evidence?"

They all nodded and the kid who came clean looked at me again with a questioning look. "Are we going to jail?"

"I can't tell you that for sure, but I can tell you that when I make arrests with young trouble makers I tend to make them spend twenty-fours in a cell and half a year of community service." I said before gesturing for the chief to come over with the middle-age woman, that was most likely the owner of the house because of the angry look on her face.

"Mrs. McGee it turns out to be one big accident, but if you want we can still press char-" The chief was hit on the shoulder by the woman.

"Charlie! It clearly was an accident and these boys are scared, as long as they fix my window and promise not to pull dangerous stunts again, I won't press charges." Mrs. McGee said before giving the teens stern looks, which they all nodded in agreed with.

On the way back from the house Charlie had us stop near the park. Chase and I were confused when the chief stepped out Chase. We both transformed giving him puzzled looks. "Chief, why are we stopping? Is there another crime scene?" His partner asked him.

"I just think we all need a bit of a break from the patrol. So, Prowl, how did you know that it was those boys?" Chief sat on the park bench and looked at us.

"Just used the clues around us. Plus, it was as humans say 'parent's intuition', they looked guilty so I assumed there was an accident and not a malicious act." I put a servo on my hip and we watched some people walk through the park or playing in the park. "Being a creator… parent teaches you a lot of things."

Charlie laughed and nodded in agreement. "So how exactly do two males have children?"

"Well there are some bots on our planet, that have parts in them that enable them to have sparklings or babies. They're called Carrier mechs, and they have all the same symptoms and signs of pregnancy. Depending on the frame of the Carrier it depends on the extent of how much the mid-section shows." I explained and pulled out holoframe that had an image of Jazz and I sitting in the crystal gardens in Helix, and he was only half a stellar cycle in his carrying. And he had only a minute bump was seen in his midsection. "This was Jazz half way through his carrying, and because of his slim frame and his naturally flexible protoform he didn't have a large mid-section that was incredibly visible. The last month of his carrying he had a lot more enlarged mid-section."

"So how do you know the difference between a non-carrier and a carrier?" The chief asked with a curious vibe about him.

Chase answered him before I could, "Without making it awkward Carrier mechs go through heat cycles. There are also some more physical differences between the two."

The chief realized that the awkwardness coming from his partner and decided to change the topic for the sake of Chase's sanity. "So, ready to head back to the firehouse?"

We both nodded and transformed, and when got back to the firehouse I saw Jazz and Musa in the middle of the yard. They were both in their holoforms; Musa had blonde hair like mine that was shoulder length and was always in a hairstyle called a ponytail. This time instead of wearing a dress, Musa was wearing capris, a white tank top with a decent sized flower on the left strap, and white sandals. Jazz was wearing dark colored jeans that had the cuffs rolled to show off his ankles, a white button up shirt that had the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, and gray shoes.

"Wait is that?" Charlie looked at Jazz and Musa playing around, and then up at me with shock. I nodded with a smile when I felt the happiness coming through the bond and seeing my family finally together again.

"It's a solid hologram called a holoform, Jazz's body projects his holoform from his body and since Musa can't transforms either Jazz or myself place her actual body in our alt modes. Cybertronians aren't able to transform until they are in their teen stage. Jazz, Musa, and myself are the only ones who have this mod." I explained as I transformed. "Jazz, Musa can you please return to your bodies?"

"But Sire, Carrier was going to take me to the beach! Can't we stay like this for a while? Please?" Musa looked up at me with her hands folded in front of her face as she gave me puppy eyes. "Please Sire, I wanna play at the beach!"

"Come on Prowl, it's not like we'll be coming back to Earth any time soon." Jazz looked at me while petting Musa's head. "Our creation wants to go play with the fish and turtles."

I rolled my optics at my mate's playful mood and looked back at my creation with a stern look. "Musa, we have to head back to Cybertron." I crossed arms.

Musa whined while Jazz's holoform disappeared, and he transformed holding Musa's frame. She pouted as her holoform also disappeared, and her actual body sat up. "But Sire, you can't leave until the bad mechs are captured. So why can't we go play? Carrier isn't working and I don't have any homework."

"It's because I said no, now stop arguing with me or you'll recharge early." I looked at her with a frown. Her wings flicked down and looked at me with her arms crossed. "Pouting is not going to get your way young femme."

"You never let me do anything fun! You don't take me to your work no more, Carrier-"

"Oh no, do not bring me into this Musa. Sire said no and that's final." Jazz sat her down.

I moved my arms to my hips and flared my wings at Musa. She flared hers in response. "That's because it's no place to take a youngling. Final warning Musa, no more talking about this. We are getting you off world, having Ratchet give you a check-up, and then your Carrier and I will return here to help bring the bad mechs while you stay home with your uncle."

Musa frowned even more, and it did hurt to see her sad but I didn't want her getting hurt by the crazy Seeker. "Okay Sire." She gave Jazz one last look before walking away from us. Musa crouched down near bushes of flowers.

Jazz looked at me and gestured at our creation with a wide frown. "Prowl, she just wants to go to the beach and play. It's not like she was asking for us to take her to the top of Dark Mount just before it erupts. If you want to get this over with fast, maybe you shouldn't have ordered me to not bring my equipment and Dark Hex to take them all out." He crossed his arms and looked at me.

I sighed and rubbed my helm with a bad feeling in my entire frame and in my battle computer. "Jazz, something is not right. Starscream wouldn't simply give up like this, not like a simple grunt. We need to get her as far away from Earth as possible. Trust me, please?" I cupped his face, holding his helm gently.

"I'll be there with her, and maybe even get Cody to come with. You need to trust me too. Come on Prowler baby, Musa has just been through torture and the one thing that I have feared the most. Let her go back to seeing the music in the world." He took my servos and smiled at me as he squeezed them gently.

"Okay, okay you can take her to the beach. But I'm going to Crown City and getting Bumblebee's team." I nodded before walking over to Musa and knelt down beside her. "Musa, sweetie, I apologize that I was so harsh with you. I just wanted to keep you safe from danger. Carrier and I talked, and we agreed that you can go to the beach."

Musa looked up with a surprised look in her optics. "Really? I can go play in the water!? Thank you, thank you, thank you Sire." She jumped in the air and hugged my neck. "Thank you so much Sire. Are you going to play with us?"

I shook my helm after hugging her back while we rubbed each other's wings. "Not this time sweetspark, Sire has to go talk to Uncle Bumblebee."

"You're going to come back?" Musa lowered herself back to the ground with her arm folded behind her back with a curious flick of her wings.

"Of course, but I will be gone for a while though. So, you need to be good for Carrier, and listen to him okay?" I rubbed the edge of her wings with a smile on both of our faces. "Now go to your Carrier."

Musa hugged me and kissed my cheek before running over to Jazz. She jumped into his opens arms, he tossed her up in the air before catching her and holding her close to his frame. Be safe Prowl, or Starscream will be the least of your problems.

I chuckled as I transformed, I always loved Jazz's threats. Even before we mated, if I was going to be out of his optic sight, he would threaten to kill me himself if I got hurt. I promise love, I will be careful.

I hope you guys enjoyed! :)

side note: I had a lot of this already done up, so I figured I'd give you all something to read while I work on Bumblebee's Mishap and Cybertronian King. This is all I have done... for now. Again hope you all enjoy reading my works, be sure to follow and favorite either my page or any stories you enjoy to be notified whenever I upload :)