Prowl looked up at Jazz and Jazz took Prowl's servos in his.
"Is he going to be ok?" Jazz sighed and looked down.
"I don't know yet Prowler." The others sighed. Optimus rubbed the back of his neck.
"How long did Echo say it should take?"
"She said about a joor so we have some time."
"Optimus?" The Prime turned around and met the optics of his sire and carrier.
"What are you doing here?"
"We heard that that the sparkling was surgery." The pale green femme frowned slightly.
"The last bot to have Virus C was my sire," said Ultra Magnus. Optimus raised an optic ridge at his sire.
"Your sire?"
"Yes. He offlined before I became Magnus." Moonracer gently rubbed the Magnus' servo. Prowl sighed.
Jazz looked down at Prowl and he grabbed his servo.
"Daddy?" They all looked around for the source of the voice. A teenage femme with Ultra Magnus' color scheme. Ultra Magnus visibly stiffened. She looked around at the others and then quickly hugged Moonracer. Moonracer sighed and held her tightly.
"Mom, dad, who's she?" Ultra Magnus looked at her.
"Optimus this is your sister." Prowl and Jazz looked at each other in confusion.
"My sister? You said my sister died long before I was sparked!"
"She's your...younger sister Optimus," Moonracer said.
"Younger sister?" Everyone looked confused including Ratchet. Ultra Magnus set a servo on Optimus' shoulder.
"Your carrier sparked her 15 stellar cycles ago Optimus."
"But that shouldn't have been possible!" said Ratchet.
"Perceptor and Wheeljack said the same Ratchet," replied Moonracer. The femme looked at Optimus.
"You're the brother I'm always hearing about?" she asked. Optimus walked to her and smiled.
"I guess. What's your name?"
"Blue Spark Prime. And what's yours big brother?"
"Optimus Prime." She smiled and Moonracer's smile softened and she kissed Optimus' cheek.
Several Hours Later...
"How is he Echo?" asked Prowl as the red and white femme. She smiled softly.
"He's going to be fine. Though he's forgotten his time with his sire."
"He forgot Lockdown?"
"Yes." Prowl smiled slightly.
"Any luck finding out who his carrier is?"
"Yes we have. He's with Pirate right now."
"Pirate's carrier is a mech?"
"Yes, Prowl. Jazz is watching over him though. He's wanted by the Elite Guard."
Jazz watched from the corner of the room as Pirate's carrier held him in his arms.
"Carrier I'm sick."
"I know," the gold and purple mech replied. Pirate snuggled against his carrier's chest. Jazz smiled slightly. Echo walked in and she looked at Pirate and his carrier.
"Let me check his vitals Swindle." Pirate looked up at Echo as Swindle made him face her. She scanned him and smiled.
"Everything's good."
A Few Days Later...
Ratchet and Prowl raised their optic ridges. Cytain and Ray sat in front of them with their helms hung low.
"When were you going to tell us?" Raylanet frowned and put her servo over her abdomen.
"We don't know," murmured Cytain.
"We'll it looks like there's going to be more grand sparks running around base." Prowl nodded.
