Cyria looked at the little mech.

"So he's Skyshadow's half brother?" Jazz nodded.

"And he has what?" asked Sari.

"It's called Virus C." Pirate was recharging on his side and Jazz gently patted his helm. Pirate mumbled and grabbed Jazz's servo. He smiled. Sari touched Pirate's servo.

"He's so sick," said Sari.

"Yeah. Ratchet and Echo don't know if the surgery they're going to do is going to keep him online."

"H-He could offline?" asked Cyria.

"Yeah. He could." Cyria frowned.

"If he doesn't survive...can we try and make his last days...happy? I'm sure being with Lockdown wasn't very enjoyable...it wasn't when I was there." Jazz smiled.

"That's a great idea Cy." She smiled and looked down at him.


Prowl sighed and held his helm in his servos. Melody sat beside him and rubbed his back. He looked at her. She looked back down at him with a smile on her aged features.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm just...stressed..."

"What's making you stressed?"

"Well...there's this sparkling," he placed his servo over his abdomen.

"Lockdown's son. He has Virus C. He could die."

"Virus C? That Virus hasn't affected anyone for eons."

"Well somehow he got it." Melody gently held Prowl's shoulders.

"Don't worry so much. You were always a worrywart like your father."

"I'm not a worrywart." She kissed his helm and smiled.

"You are. When you were little you always used to think you we're oldest and you'd watch over your older brothers." Prowl looked down and went red. Melody smiled more.

"It was cute since you were a little less than half their size and you were bossing them around and making sure they were all right."

"Mom!" She easily moved her servo over his abdomen and felt the sparkling kick.

"Just don't stress yourself out too much. It's not good for the sparkling. You have it—"

"He. The sparkling's a mech."

"Ok. You have him to think about." She smiled. Prowl rolled his optics.

"Prowlie!" A little blue, purple, and yellow mini-bot sparkling run and hugged Prowl's leg.

"Hubble?" He looked down at her and she smiled; cheerfulness in her seeing and her blind optic. Prowl picked her up.

"Where's your carrier or sire?"

"I hide from them," she said giggling. Prowl sighed.

"Why?"

"I don't wanna see grandpa!" The black and white mech had to think about who Hubble called that.

"Ultra Magnus? You don't want to see him?"

"He scary!" Melody chuckled.

"Prowlie who that?" Hubble asked as she pointed to Melody

"That's my carrier."

"Hi!"

"Hello little one."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Melody."

"That's pretty!"

"Thank you."

"Hubble!" yelled a voice Prowl knew too well.

"Bumblebee!" The yellow mini-bot walked over to them.

"There you are! You had me worried sick!"

"Hi!"

"Bumblebee, I've told you to keep an optic on her."

"I do but D was messing with something and she slipped away while I was busy!" Prowl sighed and Bumblebee took Hubble into his arms.

"Just try to keep an optic on her."

"I will." Bumblebee walked away.


Pirate grabbed Jazz's servo.

"I'm scared. I don't want to be cut open!" Jazz felt his spark pull and he picked him up.

"You'll be ok Pirate. You don't have to be scared." Pirate cried on Jazz's servo and wrapped his arms around Jazz's neck. Echo walked in and she held a needle in her servo. Pirate hugged Jazz tighter.

"You'll be fine little one. I promise." Pirate still held Jazz tightly but he nodded and Echo came closer.

"Let me see your arm." Pirate let his arm fall from Jazz's arm and Echo injected the liquid in the needle into an energon line. His optics flashed purple before they closed. Jazz sighed and he laid Pirate on the small berth.

"Thank you for helping him Jazz. We really appreciate it." He nodded.

"Did you figure out who his carrier is?" Echo sighed.

"No. Not yet. We're still looking." Jazz nodded again.