I am sorry guys by how late this has been. First it was writers block. Then I recently started a new job and, as jobs tend to, it has sucked my life away. It is also a M-F job that eats my evenings at the moment, so it feels like I have less time to do, well anything. I also blame Pokemon GO. It has gotten me hooked...Anyway, since I know all of you have been waiting far to long for this chapter, here you go. Enjoy!

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Loud shouts pulled me from recharge. I lazily onlined my optics and stared at the ceiling. It took me several long moments to realize that I was not back at the small farm I had purchased, but some place else. I bolted upright, looking around frantically. It seemed I was in a large warehouse like building. There were several human-sized workbenches lining the far wall with an assortment of tools scattered across them. Cabinets and tools chests sat haphazardly between the tables, some open with the contents nearly spilling out. As I looked around further, I noticed some Cybertronian-sized berths and equipment. I calmed myself. I must be in the Autobots current HQ.

The shouting grew worse. I cringed. It was about me. Who I was. What I did. What I could do. Where I came from. Just about any question that could have pertained to me was being thrown about. It saddened me. I wasn't the monster that their history said I was. Yet, that was what my legacy had become. I vented and rested a servo on my spark. It wasn't like I chose to be the Allspark. It wasn't like I had chosen to return to life. I shouldn't even be alive right now. Bringing Ironhide back and sealing Megatron's spark in the Pit took all of what little power I had had. I was power-less now.

"Now, that I have done this, I will send you back on one condition..." My helm shot up as the words faintly drifted through my memories, as if fading away. I quickly ran a spark scan. My spark was no longer fluctuating dangerously. It was stable and strong. I thought hard. That voice was Primus'. Had we made a deal? I frowned and offlined my optics, concentrating hard.

"Deltus, Solus had an interesting idea." Primus said as we exited the portal. I stopped short and looked over towards her. Solus was smiling at me in an oddly affectionate way. I quickly looked away and scanned the room. Sure enough several of the others were there. Nexus and Micronus were holding a quiet conversation, attempting to look uninterested in our conversation. Prima was sharping his swords off in one corner. He too, was trying unsuccessfully to look uninterested in the conversation at hand. Alchemist, Amalgamous, and , were not even trying to hid to their interest. They looked between Primus and I as if expecting some sort of miracle to happen. Maybe one would. You never quite knew with Primus. Quintus Prime stood off to the side, half hidden by the shadows. If I hadn't been able to sense him, I would not have known he was there. I returned my gaze to Primus, trying to ignore the constant shifting of the two mechs behind me.

"Oh?" Was all I said.

"Oh?! Oh?!" Alchemist exclaimed as he took several steps towards me. I tilted my helm slightly and dropped my shoulders, already exasperated. "Deltus, do you know even know what this means? It has never before been done! It is a scientific, and medical, marvel that is about to occur!"

"Al, I haven't even heard the idea yet." I said. He had a habit of seeing things to closely, forgetting about the picture as a whole.

"Oh...Right...Sorry..." I smiled.

"It's alright. No harm done. You forget how many of your outbursts I've sat through." Onyx and Amalgamous laughed. I even caught Prima smirking.

"She has a point 'Al'." Amalgamous said, still laughing.

"Yes she does. And don't call me Al." Alchemist said with a huff.

"Oh? Then why does she get to?" Amalgamous said with a slight pout.

"Because she gave me that nickname when she was to young to actually say my name right. From her, it's endearing. From you, annoying." They continued to banter. I vented and glanced at Daddy and Papa who seemed to be at a loos for words.

"Sorry about them. Amalgamous is a bit of a joker. He has this habit of teasing anyone when he gets the chance. And Alchemist, he is just a bit enthusiastic." They both just nodded their helms. I smiled at them. They returned the smile, even if their optics wandered back to the friendly argument that Onyx was now attempting to break up.

"Alright! Enough!" Prima shouted at the trio, who instantly grew quiet. "Even if time flows differently here, the longer we wait the more likely it is that Deltus will be unable to return." he looked at Primus. He nodded his thanks, a small smile on his face plates.

"As I was saying, Solus had an interesting idea. While we all know I could just send you back again, it would not completely solve the issue at hand. And while I can return to you your spark, I have a feeling that you would be fairly against that." I nodded.

"The fragments of my spark have become integrated within out peoples current culture. They call them 'The Allspark'. To request that you return to me what is mine, would do more harm then good. And we both know that creating for me a partial spark to, fix, my own, would more than likely change who I am, so I would also decline that option." Primus nodded.

"Indeed it would and I rather like you as your are now." He smiled at me. "But there may just be away for you to gain a stable spark apart from the ways we have already discussed." I felt my optics widen as I stared at him, then at Solus, and back. "Your spark was created to be unique." I already knew this. After all I had the power to create new life without the use of an artifact, like Quintus' Life Stone. "You were created to be, in a way, a version of myself. Not quite a clone or replica, but your spark is very similar to my own. It is why you have been able to give life and heal the living, even raising the dead on occasion. Because of that fact, there is something that you are missing. A piece that even my eldest children all have." I tilted my helm in confusion. "You have never had creators." Huh?

"It is a simple fact that is easy to overlook. While as for the first thirteen, I took the role of Creator, but as you very well know, my children are able to reproduce on their own. Allowing them to have creators, even if it is not myself. I, being created from the start of time, do not have the need for a creator. This is how I fashioned your spark. To reflect that lack of need for a creator. To be able to stand on its own without the influence of an outside source. Without being reliant on others. At the time it was necessary. Now though, it might be this very fact that saves you." I was now very confused. What is he even going on about? I mean, I get the part about my spark being created to exist with the need for creators, but what has that got to do with anything?

"Ratchet, Ironhide." Both mechs took a step forward at the sound of their names. "Solus said that she overheard the two of you proclaiming that if you could, you would give Deltus a piece of your sparks in hopes that it would stabilize her. Is this true?" He asked with a gleam in his optics.

"It is." Daddy said.

"We would do it in ah spark beat!" Papa said. I smiled at Papa's enthusiasm. Primus chuckled as well.

"I see. Then If I were to ask that very task of you, would you truly do it?" What? I looked over to Solus, she smiled back and nodded her helm. I looked back at Daddy and Papa. They shared a look then turned back to Primus.

"If it means that she would live, then we would gladly do so." Daddy replied. I could hear the conviction in his voice.

"You do not wish to discuss it further?" Primus asked.

"What's there ta discuss? Deltus has been our lil' femme for some time now. 'Bout time it was official." Papa said with a smirk, glancing back at me. I bit back a sob. He reached out and took my servo in his. It was so small in comparison, but he was so gentle. "Yer our lil' femme. No matter what happens." I nodded. Daddy placed a servo on my shoulder.

"He's right. You've our gift, our answer to prayer. We would do anything if it meant that you would be safe. Your our daughter, after all." I reached up and grabbed his servo, squeezing it tightly.

"I have seen all I need to." Primus said with a smile as he rose from his throne. "Ratchet, Ironhide, I recently gave you the task to find and protect Deltus, but now I give you a new task. Become her creators and see to it that she lives as she should." They both looked at me, then each other, before looking back at Primus.

"Of course." They said in unison. My spark swelled with warmth. There were no words to describe the way I felt. 'Loved' only explained so much.

"Then let us begin..."

My memory grew fuzzy after that. I distinctly remember there being some amount of pain. I sat there trying hard to sort through the blurry tangle of my thoughts.

"Now, that I have done this, I will send you back on one condition..." Those words again. It was Primus, but what was the condition? Primus rarely asked for favors and rarely gave out ultimatums. So it had to be important. What was it?

"When you return..." There, another fragment! Just had to concentrate on it a little more.

"When you return, see to it that the Autobots whose lives have been taken on that Earth, are brought back. It will be their first step towards healing..." Slag. That's right I had to bring back the dead one final time. But how? I didn't have much, if any, of my own power left. I was a drained battery when it came to 'Allspark energy'. As I continued to think about it, another memory surfaced. Oh. Right. Primus had given me just enough of his power to see to it that the Autobots were revived.

A loud bang had me jumping, pulling me from my thoughts. The arguing was just as bad as when I onlined. I vented. At the rate things were going, I was probably going to be killed for crimes I didn't even know about. I stood up. My legs were a little wobbly and my spark felt different, heavier. In a good way though. I shook my helm. I could focus on my spark later. Right now I had a task to do. One that I don't think the Autobots will allow me to do. I vented softly. That gave me one option. I had to disappear. Leave without anyone noticing. Hopefully the argument would keep their full attention long enough for me to slip away.

I shifted smiling as I became human once more, very glad to have kept at least one of my abilities. I walked over to one of the workbenches and searched around for some paper and a pen. Finding some, I scribbled a quick note. I kept it vague on the off chance it would be discovered before I could complete my task. I sat it down on the table, setting a wrench on top of it to keep it in place. I quickly made my way to the back of the building. A second door was half hidden behind a tool chest. Fortunately, I was small enough to fit thought the opening anyway. I made my way out and headed off. I knew where I wanted to go, but for now, my only priority was getting away from the arguing Autobots. My task had to come first.

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Bumblebee had kept his scanners on the femme ever sense he had been told she had brought Ironhide back from the dead. He knew the stories about Deltus Prime, but he also knew that Prowl wasn't one to be easily deceived. Slag, even Barricade was hard to fool. He had tried to speak up when he picked up on her moving, but was quickly hushed. Instead he moved off to the side and stayed out of the argument.

No one seemed to notice the fact that he left. He sat down on the side of the garage. It was shady there and he could still hear what was going on. He focused on his sensors, nearly stalling as they told him that she had changed size, and species. He kept them trained on her as she ran about the room, stopping at a work table before racing to the back of the building to the rear door. She shimmied out and began to run away from everyone. He transformed and took off after her, as quietly as he could. To be honest, he was more curious about her then anything. He trusted Prowl's judgment. It had yet to steer them wrong. And while he didn't trust Barricade, he had at least come to respect the mech.

He caught up with her easily. Though, it wasn't that hard when she had practically stopped moving.

"You here to bring me back?" She said, looking almost sad.

"Maybe." He replied. She bit back a laugh and raised her eyebrows at him.

"Maybe? Just maybe? What if I'm headed to go rally the enemy?" She said, her tone changing slightly.

"I don't think you are. There is nothing but flat farmland this way. No place for meeting up with allies." She smiled at him, but it didn't reach her optics.

"Then why are you here?" She said, sounding more exasperated then condescending.

"I was curious. Where are you going?" She looked him over once then looked out to the fields.

"I'm going to go complete a task I was just given." She looked back at him. "Primus wants me to bring back your friends." If it wasn't for the the fact that she had said that with such conviction and a serious look on her face, he would have laughed at her. If it wasn't for the fact that Ironhide had been dead but was now alive, he would have scoffed at her. Maybe, just maybe, she was telling the truth. If he went with her, then at least if she was lying, then he would be able to comm. for back up.

"Mind if I come?" He asked. She looked startled at the question, but smiled softly.

"I'd love company." He opened his passenger door. "To be honest, I was just going to shift forms when I found a road." She said getting into his alt. mode.

"I'd rather have you where I can see you, so to say." She laughed softly.

"Understandable. Now, tell me, do you know how to get to KSI?" He nearly stalled out. Why would she need to go there. Even if Mr. Joyce was trying to patch things up with the Autobots, that didn't mean he wanted to go there unless he had too.

"Why do you want to go there?" He practically ground out. She patted his dashboard.

"Because it is there that I believe I will find what I need to bring your friends back. Also, I believe, much like Primus, that it will be the first steps in moving forward for both Humans and Cybertronians." He vented.

"Fine." He took off, heading in the direction of the nearest road to their location. It was a service road to an gas well, but it would have then on the main road and headed to KSI in no time.