Next chapter to the story has arrived! Staying with my sister a bit longer now, will be going back home next week. Been watching a lot of tv shows and being lazy with her and my niece, it's very relaxing hehe.

Hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't forget to review.

The week goes by at a rather quick pace. It felt as if yesterday the femmes and sparkling's were back on Cybertron, but sadly that wasn't true. Everything resumed as normal with just the added femmes and sparkling's around.

The sparkling's spent the nights in their arranged quarters with their sires, creators or caretakers, and during the day they were all together under the watch of any one who volunteered, which happened to be mostly Thundercracker, who was more than happy to watch and spend time with the little ones. Sometimes one or two of the Constructicons would take over or even Breakdown offered.

Breakdown was enjoying the sparkling's company, but was struggling with gaining his sons trust, including his niece. Bluemoon was rather protective of her cousin and had no trust for her uncle. She just didn't want to believe that he was a relative, or rather being Velocity's sire, she refused to believe it. Both Darklight and Moondancer had tried talking to her about but she swore she wouldn't. The femmes told him to give her time, and maybe she'll come around. But gaining his sons trust was the number one thing to do at the moment; his niece will have to wait.

Bluemoon worked and studied with Vectra who was more than happy to have her around. They shared a lot in common and she was very keen to listen to his stories. It was good to keep her occupied while he worked on the programming as well.

Vectra had tried to delay himself from going further with the creation of the code. He knew he was being watched by Megatron and Tarn, so he had to be careful about himself. There were times he tried making himself look busy and even had Bluemoon help him out with it by either randomly fiddling with devises that had nothing to do with the code, but he still had to keep his optics open around himself and Bluemoon would need to do the same.

It went on like this, at least which is what they had tried to keep to same, until there was a solution to have all this ended for good and to have Megatron stripped down from leadership. They just needed to wait for the right moment and be patent.

Hook had arrived to meet with Vectra to talk over about Mable and what Megatron had ordered. As expected, he wasn't pleased. To have a sparkling going through a surgery like this was insane. SO much could go wrong; she might even react badly to her newly given wings. No one could predict what might happen, but it was all too much of a risk.

"She's just a sparkling! This is madness what Megatron wants to happen."

"I know, I agree, but I have to follow his orders. I don't know what he'll do if I refuse."

"Worried about your own metal?" Vectra almost spat thinking the medic only cared about himself.

"Look, I don't know what he does to me, but I have friends and sparkling's to think about as well. If I refuse he might go ahead and offline Marble's spark." This caused silence to linger between them before Vectra sighed heavily.

"Sorry, I just don't think it's a good idea to have a sparkling as young as her to go through a surgery. She may be different from other fliers but that doesn't mean she's useless."

"Both her creator and sire were fliers, so it'd make sense that she was a flyer too. But so much could go wrong with this surgery. I just don't understand why her own never developed correctly."

"I won't lie, it is a spark defect. Her wings just didn't develop probably in the reproductive chamber and have been formed to look like door wings. With my honesty, she doesn't need it, at least not until she's old enough to understand and make her own decision if she wants to go through with it. There is no much that could go wrong; she's just too young for something like that." Hook couldn't agree more.

"Yeah, I know the risks and all, but if I don't do this then Megatron will do something about it. He might even have Tarn of one of his goons to do it, which I don't want to happen." It looked like they didn't have much of a choice with this. Vectra exhaled after a moment to think over this. He knew they didn't have any say in this.

"Do you want me to be part of this?"

"I was hoping you would. You know her better than anyone else here. I think having someone there she trusts will make this easier. Besides, I need the best, and I've heard a lot of good things from both Darklight and Moondancer." Vectra couldn't help but smirked shyly hearing this.

"Well, how can I say no to that?" He chuckled lightly. "When do you want to do this?"

"Tomorrow morning, if that's ok?"

"Yeah, that's fine." With honesty, none of this was fine.

Down in the lower decks of the warship both Darklight and Moondancer were doing their daily duties and they were joined by Hyacinth, who was making things rather interesting for their day.

"Alright, Darklight, who would you rather date, frag or offline? Thundercracker, Hook, or Motormaster?" Darklight giggled lightly in thought.

"Well, I'd offline Motormaster because he's a prick. Thundercracker seems like the kind you'd have a good date with, no offence he'd probably be a good frag, but I think Hook would be a good frag. He looks like someone who knows some secret tricks." Hyacinth smirked and went on with the next question.

"Moondancer," she thought over it for a short moment before grinning, "Thrust, Swindle, or Skywarp?"

"Well, I'd frag Thrust, because he probably lives up to his name. I'd date Skwyarp, because I think he knows how to treat a femme. I feel sorry for him that he doesn't have one in his life. This leaves Swindle to offline, not much to say about that honestly."

"I'd have to agree about Swindle, that oil breath is really creepy."

"Wow, there's a mech that you actually don't like?" Moondancer joked lightly making the three of them laugh. They carried on with their cleaning in small talk.

"So I heard that Starscream is going to take Falere out flying?" Moondancer questioned.

"Tomorrow," Darklight answered, "I am a little nervous, but I know he'll teach her well. I can't prevent what she desires." Moondancer smiled.

"I'm sure they'll have a good time. A little father and daughter bonding will be good for them."

"What about you? How are things being back with Soundwave?"

"Better than I thought it'd be," she admitted shyly, "Aria is liking it too, though she misses Micro a lot, but at least they get to see each other every day still."

"How about you and Soundwave?" Darklight had to ask.

"It's…complicated. I know he still cares about me, he doesn't hide it, but I don't know how to feel about him. I don't want to go down that road again, it was too much drama, especially with Bonecrusher. My feelings for him are no longer there, but for Soudwave it's really confusing."

"Why don't you just frag him and find out?" Of course this was going to be Hyacinth's solution.

"That won't do anything, just cause more drama." Moondancer chuckled however at her suggestion.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out in given time."

Moondancer hoped so. Her growing feelings for Soundwave were returning quickly, this she didn't tell them though, and wanted to move on from the subject. If she gained enough courage she could talk to him about it maybe, but she didn't know if it will fix anything. Maybe she could just go with Hyacinth's suggestion and frag him? She smirked at the thought. That is something she would've done when she was first here, but now she wasn't so sure. She didn't know what he wanted from her, and maybe if she found this out she might figure out what she wants.

Hyacinth smiled at the two. They were the only closest things she had to call friends here. Sure, she had Onslaught to frag but she knew he wasn't the talking type and could hardly keep his servos off her. She did miss her sister and nephew, which is something she had never thought or said before. She didn't know how they were and she couldn't get in contact with her own sister. There was still a sibling bond between them so she knew she was online, but just oth ear her once more would be nice, to hear her complain about her sleeping around would even bring that much comfort. She just hoped that she was well along with her nephew. She'll see them again, one day, it just might be a while.

It became night and mostly everyone had gone off to recharge. As it had been the same all week, Turbulence spent her nights in the medic bay. It felt like to be the safest place to be in, but was most certainly not the most comfortable place to recharge in. The medic bays were designed for the injured, there was a difference between medical and recharge berths. This being said, she couldn't recharge.

She felt lonely and isolated from everything else being here, not the base itself, but the room she was in. She felt she may as well be in the cell, which is how she felt. Sitting up on the medical berth, she rubbed the back of her neck to sooth the slight strain she started to feel developing. She hated being here, this time about the base. The only good thing about it was her brother was here, but she hadn't spent much time with him this week because he was busy with his work. But when she did manage to, it felt like she had a part of her spark returned. It had been so long and now she had him back, but she didn't want to live like this, hiding away in rooms and jumping out of fear from every sound that was made. That wasn't how she wanted to live.

For so long she's made her own choices in life and done everyone on her own, she didn't need anyone, but now she felt like she did. She needed to feel protected. Asking Soundwave might work, but she didn't want him to get into trouble by Megatron. Something told her that the warlord wanted her to survive on her own, to be assaulted by anyone who desired it.

The thought of it made her shudder. She had to stop thinking like that. It did no good for her. The thought of Vortex than made to mind much to her surprise, and she just couldn't figure out why he had helped her. After he confronted her in the room before and touching her like that, she didn't know what to think of him. She knew he wanted to interface with her and since she's never done it or touched herself before it scared her even more.

Hyacinth said she was missing out. She said it was an amazing feeling of bliss, to feel a mech's cable inside you was very enjoyable. Though the first time did hurt, but every other time it was amazing. Hyacinth seemed to be the only one encouraging her. Though she hadn't spoken about this to anyone else, not even Darklight or Moondancer, she just felt embarrassed.

What would happen if she did interface with him? Would that be it, just use her and toss her out? She didn't want to be used, but above all she didn't want to be raped.

Sooner or later without any sort of protection it was going to happen to her, she just knew it. Someone was going to jump her and have their way with her, just like Blast Off almost did. She needed to feel safe, and she didn't have that being here. With that, she com-linked him.

She hoped she didn't regret her decision.

"Vortex?"

"Turbulence, hey, you alright babe?" She didn't know how to feel about him calling her babe.

"D-did I wake you- -"

"Nah, been up for a while now. You don't sound right? Has something happened?"

He sounded angry in the end and she knew he would go after whoever had touched her, just like Soundwave would as well. He still didn't know about what happened with Blast Off. She didn't want to worry him; he already had enough in his life right now. And he wasn't going to find out about this either, at least not for now.

"No, nothings happen…but it will soon, I'm just scared."

"Are you still lingering in the medic bay?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Stay there, I'm coming."

She gave no answer and waited where she was for him to come. Spending the night with Vortex was a big risk. She knew they type of mech he was, everyone did, but right now she felt he was the only one who cared right now. He'll keep her safe, out of harm's way and in his company. That being a good or bad thing, she didn't know anymore.

Within minutes he was there.

The two stared at each other for a few moments, both waiting for one to say something, before she finally did.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" She expected him to smirk, chuckle, something to show his satisfactory of her finally crawling to him. But she didn't see this. Sure, there was a smug tug at his lips, something of a smile, and then gave a firm nod to her.

"Of course you can, babe."

She followed him back towards the Combaticons quarters with both her arms folded over her chest and helm lowered lightly. She was terrified. She knew once they entered the room he'd expect her to spread her legs for him. Giving her seal to him, a decepticon was never how she pictured her first time to be, not like this at all.

The moment came when they arrived and he led her into his own before locking the door closed behind him. The sound of the lock taking place did make her jump a little and lowered her helm even lower thinking if she had made a horrible mistake coming here.

She felt his servos on her shoulder causing her to flinch from the contact. She didn't look at him, she couldn't. To see his hungry stare was something she didn't want to see from him. However, his next words spoken were not what she expected.

"It's late. We should get some recharge."

"W-what?...I-I thought - -" his chuckle cut her off.

"Perhaps another night," he patted her shoulder lightly and lay out on his berth, leaving her the space next to him free for her.

She stood there for a moment longer trying to understand what had just happened.

"Are you just going to stand there all night?" His question snapped her out of her thoughts and forced herself to approach the berth before she laid down on it beside him.

It was far more comfortable than the medical berth that was for sure, and to be in a locked room for no one to come gave her that bit more security, even being in the same room with Vortex.

He could have had his way with her, yet he didn't, not yet at least. Maybe she had misjudged him, that it was possible for him to have a spark and show a side no one else got to see.

"I never got to say thank you, for helping me out from Blast Off," she had been meaning to say that.

"Hm? Oh yeah, sure no problem, babe. I've told him to stay away from you, only costed me a few extra shifts from him to take over but he won't bother you again."

"Oh, I'm sorry- -"

"Don't be, I don't mind. We can talk more tomorrow, recharge now."

She wanted to ask why, but didn't want to push him any further about it. Turning her back to him she tried to get some recharge. She didn't know what to expect tomorrow, or what's going to happen other nights to come. Thinking about wasn't going to help her recharge, so she pushed the thoughts aside and closed her optics.

Things were changing and turning in her life once more.

Thanks for reading! Shorter than other chapters sorry again, let me know what you guys thought about this. I know the plot is slow, sorry about that, but will try to get it up and going over the next few coming chapters and see if this story can get finished by the end of the year. Ideas are always welcome and don't forget to review.