Jasmine's P.O.V.
I've been sick for fifteen days and can't believe I feel much better. I feel like I have a cold, but it's the end of the rough road — and on to a path full of pointy spikes ruining me. I try to think everything will go the way we want, but it doesn't work.
"Easy, you're ok," I hear Ratchet as he sits next to me and hugs me, "come on, let's go see the baby."
"But I—."
"It's a cold now," he smiles, "wash up well and wear the protective gear they wear at the hospital's NICU."
I don't know, Ratchet. My little sister might be doing exceptionally well, but she's still a premie.
First, we go to get breakfast. It's hard to believe how many Autobots are happy to see me out of bed. I still can't believe they're like a big family rather than Autobots fighting a war together. I know they want to talk about the possibility of having a baby living here, but don't bring it up, but we should. There's a lot to do to prepare. Add this is a military base, but I don't want to do all that's needed only to be told I can't care for my sister.
It's concerning our lawyer is waiting for us. She informs us the judge will see us on September first. Should I be worried even she's amazed we got a date this soon? Lucus says the baby is doing well and could be released in three weeks, and we need to figure out a name before he signs the discharge papers. Why did my aunt and uncle leave this up to Ratchet and me? Yeah, let me give my sister a nice name for her to be taken away from me.
She's now thirty-one weeks gestation and almost ready for the bottle.
"She's still on a little oxygen but doing well breathing independently," Jolt explains and leaves the room.
"She's enjoying the pacifier," Ratchet comments.
"I've seen mom's baby pictures; this little one definitely looks like her."
The baby takes my pinky finger, her blue eyes looking at me.
Ratchet's P.O.V.
I watch a tear roll down Jasmine's face. It's hard; this baby needs the only close family she has, but this will cause Jasmine to cry every time she sees her baby sister. I'd hate to agree we can't take her sister — even if her aunt and uncle live close.
"It'll be ok," I assure her and hug her, "we'll be a happy family, you'll recover, and one day we'll give her a niece or nephew."
"Already thinking that far ahead, are we?" She laughs.
It's a nice twenty minutes before the baby needs a diaper change. I know it seems odd, but I enjoy watching Jasmine change the diaper.
"I wonder if I can put her in an outfit?" Jasmine asks.
"But how would you do while she has an IV?"
I'm glad Jasmine wants to put her sister in clothes, but I still worry she's still only going to spend a little time with her sister rather than act like her guardian.
Once she's finished with the diaper, Jasmine tells me she wants to go back to our room.
Jasmine lies on the couch and turns on the T.V. I give her medication, pleased she doesn't need IV medication. While she rests, I remove her IV. We watch T.V. I put a pillow on my lap, so she lay down.
"Are you going to watch T.V. or stare at me?" Jasmine smiles.
"I can do both," I smile and kiss her.
Optimus Prime's P.O.V.
While we don't know what the judge will rule, we must be concerned about Jasmine's safety. I don't know if the baby is a target or only Jasmine. I want higher security measures, and the guards will be more prepared. If Yazmine is like our other human enemy, it'll be years before she tries anything, but I want to be prepared. I can tell Rung is worried about being questioned about Jasmine's mental state after the ordeal. He's still shocked at what happened to Shannon but trying to help Jasmine. Dealing with complicated humans is turning into our specialty. We already deal with Jamie, so this isn't entirely new.
Everyone wants to see how Jasmine is doing, but I tell them only Rung, and I will go up to the room. The others are welcome to visit the baby if Jolt allows.
"... I know it's hard, but you have to treat her like everything is settled," I explain to Jasmine after she tells me what she's afraid will happen, "your aunt and uncle also are supportive,"
I know she's worried they're lying, but we can tell if they are lying. I suggest we start with visiting the baby more and looking for baby stuff, but they don't have to buy anything yet, "also, pick a name for her," I smile.
I left out how Rung believes she wouldn't be limited to visiting her sister. Even he advises not to tell Jasmine, as he could still be wrong. We all worry about Jasmine's mental state as the day of the hearing draws near.