"Push them away. I've heard of some cases they kill themselves or the sparklings. It's really upsetting. Especially when the carrier kills themselves." Jazz looked at Skyshadow. She was recharging in Ratchet's arms.

"Is there any chance she may take Sky back?"

"Yes if she comes to terms with everything."

"How long could that take?"

"Anywhere within a week." Jazz was silent.

"And...what if Cyria does reject her?"

"You and Prowl can raise her. Or you can just offline her. Or you can take her to Cybertron to the orphanage where they can find parents for her," the medic replied, setting Skyshadow in the bassinet beside him. Jazz sighed and looked at Skyshadow. She didn't have Lockdown's armor colors. She had Cyria's. Her optics were blue not red. You couldn't even tell if she was related to that Bounty Hunter at all.

Jazz and Prowl's quarters...

"Cyria do you hear what you're saying?! You wanted to keep the sparkling when I said that you should've terminated it! You said you wanted her!"

"I don't want her."

"Cyria!"

"I don't want her." Jazz pulled Prowl from the room.

"Stop yelling at her. It's not going to help any. And you're stressing yourself, and our sparkling, out." Jazz set his servo on Prowl's abdomen.

"We just have to let her be alone for a few days. Come on...we'll use one of the other private quarters for the next few days. We'll leave her alone." Jazz took Prowl's servo and they closed the door to their quarters.

About a Week Later

Prowl gently fed the bottle to Skyshadow. She was taking the nourishment gratefully.

"Why doesn't Cy want to be Sky's mommy?" asked Winterfire. Jazz sighed.

"It's hard to explain 'Fire." Jazz picked her up and she sat on his shoulders.

"What's going to happen to Sky if Cyria doesn't want to keep her at all?" asked Cytain as he sat down next to Prowl.

"Me and your dad will take care of her. We're not giving her up. Cyria may have but we're not."

::Jazz! Prowl! Get your afts to the med-bay.::

::What's wrong doc-bot?::

::It's Cyria!::

"Prowler, Cyria's in the med-bay. Let's go see what's wrong." Prowl stood up and they walked to the med-bay. Jetstorm was there and Cyria was on a med-bay berth.

"Ratchet what happened?!" asked Jazz as he ran to the side of the berth.

"Cyria came in crying and saying she wanted Skyshadow and then she passed out. She hasn't had energon for 3 days." Skyshadow perked up and looked around. She felt her mother was close. Prowl came next to the berth beside Jazz. The tiny sparkling in his arms started clicking and chirping and reaching for Cyria. Prowl held her a bit tighter.

"When should she wake up?"

"In a few hours."

A Few Hours Later...

Cyria hugged Prowl tightly.

"I'm such a glitch mama. I'm so sorry." Prowl hugged her back.

"You're not a glitch."

"I am too!"

"No you're not. I promise you're not. None of my children are glitches." The black and gold mech kissed her forehead.

"Mama can I hold her?"

"Of course." Prowl walked to the bassinet and picked up Skyshadow. She chirped and clicked happily, as she was moved into Cyria's arms.

"I'm so sorry little one." Skyshadow cuddled into Cyria's chest and clicked happily. Cyria smiled and hugged the little sparkling.

"I promise I will be with you and take care of you." The sparkling chirped, chirred, and fell into recharge against Cyria's chest. Cyria smiled.

"I will always be with you. No matter what."

Yay! Cy's gonna take care of the sparkling! Today, July 3rd, is Skyshadow's official birthday! She's born at 4:03pm. Happy Birthday Skyshadow!