This is a sequel to chapter 10. This is requested by Optimus' girl.

Bumblebee/sparkbond/com. link/sibling-creator bond/thoughts

Main Parings:
OptimusxKnock Out
Child(s): Smokescreen, Bumblebee

BumblebeexArcee
Child(s): Moonracer, Wasp, Orion

Warnings: kissing, mentions of interfacing, birth (bit graphic), cuteness, fluff, AU

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro.

"She's sparked," Knock Out announced. "Looks like triplets."

"Hear that Bee? You're going to be a sire," Arcee said.

"A-a sire? Me? But I don't know how," Bumblebee protested.

"You'll be fine. Optimus and I can help if you need it," Knock Out reassured.

"Thanks sire. How's carrier doing? I heard he collapsed during Megatron's speech of world peace," Bumblebee wondered.

"He's resting. The effects of Cybonic Plague are still there. We think that a mutated virus of it formed from the Plague. Shockwave is working on it with Perceptor and Ratchet," said Knock Out. He placed a servo on his son. "I'll inform you if something happens. I promise."

~~~000

"How you feeling Sweet Rims?" Knock Out asked, sitting on the berth next to his mate.

"Still sick. I've recharged the whole time," Optimus said, voice rough.

"I will hook an energon drip until you feel ready to refuel regularly," Knock Out said. He kissed his forehelm in comfort. "Shockwave called me. He's on his way with Perceptor and Ratchet."

Optimus nodded, feeling too sick to speak. Knock Out left to a different room and returned with the drip. Optimus ignored the slight pain, staring at his mate. The door chimed, making Knock Out get up to answer it. The medic welcomed his guests and took them to his room.

"We'll make this quick Orion," said Ratchet. "Knock Out, can you keep him distracted for us?"

"Of course," Knock Out nodded. "I have great news love. Arcee is sparked with triplets. Bumblebee's excited and worried about being a sire. I told him we would help."

"Sounds wonderful. He will do good," Optimus whispered, falling into recharge.

"It's getting worse," Perceptor commented.

"This new formula should work," said Ratchet.

"The cybermatter has yet to be completed. We are still working on the Synthetic energon formula. Most of it is completed, but some data was lost," Shockwave concluded. "Come, let us return. Knock Out, inform us if anything changes."

"I will," Knock Out promised. "Make sure he survives this. Bee and Smoke would be devastated."

~~~months later

"Shockwave! Come look at this," Ratchet called to his partner. Shockwave stared at the screen.

"Excellent work Ratchet. The Synthetic energon is complete. We can now make cybermatter and cure Prime," Shockwave praised.

The scientists worked for an hour before calling Knock Out with the good news. The medic allowed them to come inside when they arrived. Optimus was recharging when they came by, allowing them to quickly inject the cybermatter into him with no problems. It took effect instantly, waking the Prime up.

"How you feeling Sweet Rims?" Knock Out asked.

"I am doing much better now. Thank you for helping me," Optimus thanked.

"It was nothing," Ratchet shrugged.

Knock Out heard his com. link go off. He answered, cringing at the sudden loud clicks.

"Bumblebee calm down. Now tell me what's going on. Slowly," Knock Out said, listening to the frantic beeps.
"Alright stay calm. Get her to the hospital. I'll be there soon."

"Knock Out, what's going on?" Optimus questioned.

"Arcee has gone into labor. Bumblebee is freaking out," the sports car answered. "I'll be back soon. Ratchet, will you come assist if something goes wrong?"

"Of course," Ratchet said.

~~~000

Optimus heard a knock at the door. He got up and answered it, smiling at the visitors. Megatron and Smokescreen came in, following Optimus to the seats in the main room.

"I see you are doing better," Megatron observed.

"Yes. Shockwave, Perceptor, and Ratchet have done a wonderful job at making cybermatter," Optimus nodded.
"They are testing it to see what else it can do."

"I heard Arcee is having her kids," Smokescreen said.

"She's been in labor for a few hours. Any minute I should get a call once they arrive," Optimus informed.

"It is good to see you in high spirits. They will be part of the new generation," Megatron said. "Orion, we have a meeting in a few solar cycles. The High Council wishes to speak about concerning events in the cities of Kaon, Tarn, and Vos."

"I shall be there," said Optimus, receiving the call from his mate. "The sparklings are here. Smokescreen, will you like to join me?"

"YES!"

~~~000

"Awe... they look so cute Bee," Smokescreen cooed. "This one looks like you carrier."

The oldest one did indeed. He was an exact copy of Optimus when he was Orion Pax. The middle was a small teal femme. The last one was a green and yellow mech with tiny horns on his helm. Optimus looked down upon his grandcreations, joy and pride filling his spark. Knock Out stayed nearby, checking on Arcee every now and then. Bumblebee buzzed down at his children.

"They are wonderful," Optimus approved.

"Thanks. They are Orion, Moonracer, and Wasp," Bumblebee introduced.

"Such cute names. I wonder if they'll take after me," Smokescreen pondered. "Nah. Well maybe Wasp. He looks like a trouble maker."

"Let's hope not. We have enough trouble with you," Arcee jested. Smokescreen acted hurt by the teasing comment.

"Arcee, I'm hurt," Smokescreen whined. "Right in the pride too. And after all the good I do."

~~~weeks later

"All right, now try to talk," Ratchet instructed.

"Did it work?" Bumblebee asked, his real voice coming out. They both grinned at the success. "Ratchet, I have my voice back! You did it!"

"And I am glad to hear it once more," Ratchet smiled. "Go, the others are waiting."

Bumblebee raced out of the medibay room. His family celebrated the joyous time, congratulating Ratchet and his peers. The sparklings however were very confused. They didn't recognize the voice coming from their sire. It was quite funny to watch them try to figure out what was going on. Bumblebee laughed and squatted down in front of his children.

"Hey it's all right you guys. It's just me. Ratch fixed my voice," Bumblebee said. His sparklings started to whimper, still confused. "Shh... shh... it's okay. Come on don't cry now."

"Haha looks like they don't like it," Smokescreen laughed.

"They'll get used to it," Arcee said, soothing the sparklings.

"Sorry if I scared them. I guess it's all new to them still," Bumblebee said, rubbing the back of his helm with a smile.

Over the months the sparklings did get used to their sire's new voice. They grew up big and started schooling. Occasionally they would go visit Earth to see the humans that became part of their family. The humans enjoyed and cherished each moment that they had with their bots. Miko would snap pictures for a photo album that she started to keep the memories fresh. Ratchet made a digital copy of it onto a datapad for those on Cybertron. Smokescreen taught Wasp all his tricks, taking the blame for the green mechling.

Wasp, as it turned out, became great in pranking. He grew up as a minibot and his small size was what made it better. But now he knew not to prank Ratchet, because the medic would make him pay. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker joined in the pranking and it became their own little war. It was the Twins versus Wasp and his uncle. Everything was just how they wanted it to be.

Optimus and Knock Out loved their grandcreations very much and spoiled them each time they went to visit. Breakdown would also spoil the younglings. He enjoyed their presence and moved in next to the Prime so that they could visit him when they came over. Smokescreen fell in love with a femme, Firestarter was her name. She was orange and yellow, some red adorning her helm and chest. They had a son which they named Hot Rod. Optimus knew that this new addition would become the next Prime one of these days when it was his time.

For now, he allowed Hot Rod to grow up before he began preparing him for the duty that he would one day take upon himself. Megatron had came every now and then to see his family, getting used to having a loving family again. He had been without one for so long. Cybertron became an ally to Earth, both helping and supporting the other where it was needed. It was the dream that the two brothers had finally wanted. Now all they had to do was sit back and enjoy it, watching as the younglings grew up into strong adults.