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Optimus and Ratchet returned to the base to share the good news with everyone; new life on Cybertron was a possibility once more! All of the Autobots gathered around as Optimus told them what had transpired, as Ratchet looked around worriedly for Magnia.

Optimus finished his spiel with, "We owe our thanks to Ratchet. Without his hard work, none of this would have been possible."

Ratchet smiled as everyone clapped and whispered to Optimus, "Magnia and Bumblebee aren't here."

Optimus paused, "You don't think they're…?"

"They're not answering my comms," Ratchet sighed and Optimus crossed his arms.

"We had better go find them then." The two took off for Magnia's quarters, and were surprised to find the door ajar when they got there.

Ratchet quietly opened the door fully and with Optimus following, crept toward the bathroom, where a faint noise was coming from. They opened the door cautiously, cannons(and in Ratchet's case wrenches) raised, but what they found was not what they expected.

Magnia was kneeling on the floor, purging into a waste disposal mechanism, while Bumblebee was trying to comfort her, rubbing her back.

Bumblebee glanced up when they entered and glared at Optimus, "Come to...yell at her...some more?"

Optimus lowered his cannons as Ratchet rushed to help Magnia, "No."

"Probably just a bug," Magnia choked, finished purging. "I'll be fine."

"Even so, you'll have to come back to the Medbay so I can make sure you're not contagious," Ratchet sighed. "Optimus and Bumblebee, you may have been contaminated, so you'll be coming along too." He placed a servo on Magnia's shoulder, "Can you walk, young one?" Magnia nodded and the four of them walked to the Medbay.

Once they were inside the Medbay, Ratchet performed a quick scan of Magnia and frowned, "Strange. I detect no bug of any sort in your system." He scanned her again, just to be sure, and shook his helm, "I guess we'll just have to go through normal checkup procedures. You're overdue for one anyways."

Magnia hopped up on a medical berth complacently and Ratchet began checking all the normal stuff: audio receptors, reflexes, etc. Everything was going smoothly until he checked her spark beat.

He froze as he listened, "Odd. There appears to be two sparkbeats. But that would be impossible, unless-" He tapped her spark chamber, "Would you mind opening please?"

Magnia blushed but complied and Optimus and Bumblebee looked away, respecting her privacy. Ratchet examined her spark, nodded, and said to Magnia, "You can close that now"

She did and asked "Well?" but he ignored her, and walked calmly over to his desk. He pulled out a wrench, examined it, and then whacked Bumblebee on the helm with it.

"...Ow," Bee cringed, rubbing her helm. "The...frag?"

"Dad, what-" she started but he interrupted her.

"Oh no, no, no," he waved the wrench angrily. "Don't you 'Dad' me; you're just lucky I don't hit femmes or you would be next," Magnia gulped and Ratchet waved the wrench between them. "You two interfaced, didn't you?"

"No..." Bee lied and got whacked on the helm again. "Fine!...We did...how did...you know?"

"Because she's carrying a slagging sparkling!" Ratchet yelled.

The entire room went dead quiet as the three of them stared at him. "That's impossible," Magnia whispered. "There hasn't been sparklings for centuries, because the Allspark was removed from the Well!"

Optimus rubbed his faceplates wearily, "We just put it back today"

They all glanced at Bumblebee who was standing there, his mouth still gaping, trying to process this.

"Bee?" Magnia said softly, and Prowl walked into the room just then, with Jazz tagging behind.

He handed Optimus a datapad, "Update on Decepticon activity"

Jazz noticed the tension in the room, "What happened?"

Optimus shook himself, coming to his senses, "Prowl, when I left for Kaon, I believe I directed you not to allow Magnia and Bumblebee to be alone together?"

Prowl sighed, "I believe you did."

"And would you care to tell me why my orders were not carried out?"

Magnia, seeing where this was going, said quickly, "It wasn't his fault, Prime. Bumblebee and I...tricked him. Right Prowl?"

"No, not right," Prowl sighed again. "Optimus, I was with Jazz."

The room went silent again as Optimus said, "And what were you doing with Jazz?" At the same time, Jazz said guiltily, "Prowler, ya don't' gotta-"

"We are together," Prowl said firmly, slipping his servo into Jazz's. "And we were, um," he blushed, "occupied"

"Occupied..." Optimus pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? I could have planned around that easily."

Prowl shook his helm, "I was nervous, I suppose. But I'm not anymore." Jazz grinned proudly and Prowl said, "So, what is my punishment?"

"Punishment?" Optimus looked at him blankly. "You made a mistake, Prowl, and an understandable one as well. Why would I assign a punishment for that?"

Prowl beamed, "Thanks. We'll let you get back to family discussions." The two walked out of the Medbay and closed the door behind them. "I did it!" Prowl pumped his fists, uncharacteristically excited. "I feel amazing!"

"Thanks Prowler," Jazz grinned. "Meant a lot to me."

"You deserve it, Jazz," Prowl mused, grinning. "I wonder if I could get a reward?"

Jazz laughed, "Ya got a dirty mind, Prowler. I like it."

Back in the Medbay, Magnia, Ratchet, and Optimus were still waiting for Bumblebee to respond.

"Maybe if I whack him a few more times?" Ratchet suggested, but Magnia and Optimus vetoed that idea quickly

Finally, Bumblebee closed his mouth with a whirr, "I'm going...to be...a father."

"Yup," Ratchet sighed. "Took you long enough."

"And...Magnia's...gonna be...a mother?" Everyone nodded patiently. "And...we're going...to have...a sparkling."

Ratchet sighed, "Yes, Bumblebee."

Bee rubbed his faceplates "...when?"

Ratchet did a few mental calculations, "Based on Magnia's size, I would say about six months."

"Six months?!" Magnia yelled. "I'm not even the slightest bit prepared!"

"I'm so sorry...Mags," Bee sighed.

"What are you apologizing for?" Magnia looked confused.

"Uh...getting you...pregnant?"

Magnia sighed, "That's not your fault. I mean, technically it is, but you didn't do it on purpose."

"You two don't absolutely have to have this sparkling," Optimus said quietly. "It is obvious that neither of you are ready."

Bumblebee nodded, "Up...to you...Mags."

"What are you talking about?" Magnia looked confused, at the same time Ratchet yelled. "No way! I refuse to kill a sparkling! If that is what you want, you will have to ask Knockout, and I doubt he's qualified!"

"You mean abortion?" Magnia looked horrified. "Absolutely not! I'm not going to kill my own sparkling, no matter how unprepared I may be!" She narrowed her optics at Bumblebee, "And you! I can't believe you even considered it!"

She stormed angrily out of the Medbay, and Bumblebee followed her, "Wait...Mags! I didn't…mean…."

They left Optimus and Ratchet staring at each other in the Medbay. Finally, Optimus spoke, "We're going to be grandparents."

It hadn't really sunk in for Ratchet until Optimus had said it out loud, and he sank into his nearby desk chair.

"Holy Primus…."