WARNING: this chapter contains some sensitive material, mentions of past rape, painful past, mpreg, a shit ton of arguing and shouting and a whole lot of cussing, also contains yiao( for those who do not know what this is, it is a M/M, gay relationship, or a mech loving another mech, if you do not agree with this, then please stop reading this immediately and do not read future chapters or place a comment. If your going to flame me over yaio, then it's best if you don't say anything, and just leave quietly, pairings for future chapters are going to include Bluestreak x Sunstreaker and Prowl x Jazz. No likey, no readey, that simple! Again, there is sensitive topics in here and implied mpreg. If you have not already exited, then please enjoy the story!

(Ratchet's POV)

After searching for Dawn for over an hour, I return to my medbay. She might return to something that looks familiar. As I walk in, I can already tell something's out of place. It takes me a few moments to spot the difference, but I do notice it. A few of my tools are missing. The Energon despencer has been recently used, and a bed is missing it's covering as well as there is stuffing on the floor. She has been here. I immediatly comm the others. Not five minutes later, all of the officers are in the medbay.

"Ratchet," Optimus says, walking forward towards me. "What's going on?" He asks in a calm, yet confused tone. He knew something was wrong. I never comm. Optimus to the medbay unless something was wrong.

"Optimus, earlier today, Bumblebee and the Twins were racing on the abandon highway that leads to base..." I trailed off, Optimus loved humans, and hated it when an autobot was responsible for one getting hurt. I really didn't want to tell him what happened this morning.

He raised an optic ridge. "And?"

"I hit a human!"

"What!?"

(Time break: 9 a.m. [10 minutes later] 3rd POV)

To put things bluntly, it was pit, hell, and everything in between. It was a wonder how anyone was even able to talk let alone keep screaming at each other.

Optimus, the calm and cool commander who never was this fragging pissed off let alone just plain pissed, was screaming at an incredible volume at Prowl, Wheeljack, and Bumblebee. Optimus' voice just speaking at an inside volume was naturally loud and, well, commanding, but him intentionally raising his voice? It would be reasonable to think every other autobot, neutral and pit, maybe even the few rough Decepticons, who were nowhere to be found ever since they supposedly escaped their new "leader" and went into hiding around six years ago, could hear him.

Jazz was screaming at an equally amazing volume at his adopted son and his bondmate because Bluestreak had not only been bonded to Sunstreaker secretly for about six months, but was also carrying.

Ratchet was off to the side, purging his tanks violently into a waste bin, First Aid gently rubbing a comforting hand up and down Ratchet's back as he continued to purge the contents of his tanks.

Ironhide was laying the the floor the medbay, unconscious, and sporting a rather large dent in the side of his helm.

Red Alert and Sideswipe was laying next to him, equally unconscious because once Sideswipe had heard, he got , quite reasonably, angry, and started one of many very loud arguments, which, unlike the other arguments, had quickly transpired into a fist fight. Ironhide tried to break them up but failed to do so and he gotten a nasty right hook by one of the twins to the helm, which knock him out. Jazz was the next one to attempt to break the fight up so, he had picked up the nearest tool, which was a large wrench, surprise, surprise, and had attempted to hit Sunstreaker with it. Sunstreaker, however, dodged it and Jazz had accidentally hit Red Alert, another try which ultimately failed, and resulted in Sideswipe getting hit a little harder than intended, and knock him unconscious next to Ironhide and Red Alert.

If any of the officers knew anything about Optimus Prime, it's that if he starts cussing, you're in trouble. If he starts using Earth cuss words, you're slagged. If he starts using both Cybertronian and Earth cusses, you in some knee high shit. If he is using both languages and is yelling at his current volume, you're drowning is shit, and if starts referring to you as "soldier," well, you get the picture.

"HELL, I EXPECTED MORE FROM ALL OF YOU! ALL OF YOU HAVE SERVED UNDER MY COMMAND FOR MILLENNIA UPON MILLENIA, DATING ALL THE WAY BACK TO FUCKING CYBERTRON! BUMBLEBEE, ONE OF THE FEW MAJOR RULES ON MY SHIP, IS THAT IF YOU DECIDE TO ACT LIKE A FUCKING IDIOT, YOU DO IT IN CONCEALED AREA! HALF A MILE AWAY FROM THE CAPITAL CITY OF NEVADA IS NOT A CONCEALED FUCKING AREA!

"WHEELJACK! YOU ESPECIALLY ARE IN SOME DEEP FUCKING SLAG! IF THERE IS AN ACCIDENT IN YOUR LAB OF THAT MAGNITUDE, THEN IT IS TO BE REPORTED DIRECTLY TO ME! NO FUCKING EXCEPTIONS! TELEPORTING THE ENTIRE FUCKING SHIP TO THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING AUSTRALIA IS DEFINITELY NOT ONE! DO I NEED TO DEFINE THIS PROTOCOL DOWN ANY FURTHER SOLDIER, OR AM I COMING ACROSS CRYSTAL MOTHER FUCKING CLEAR?!"

"Crystal clear, sir."

"AND YOU, SOLDIER!" Optimus shouted, referring to Prowl. "YOU ARE MY SECOND IN FRAGGING COMMAND FOR PRIMUS SAKE, AND YOU HAVE BEEN FOR WELL OVER THIRTEEN MILLENNIA! YOU KNOW WHAT IS EXPECTED OF YOU! I UNDERSTAND IF THERE IS A FEW THINGS THAT YOU DON'T REPORT TO ME, BUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT THAT IS WOULD BE ALRIGHT IF YOU HID SOMETHING LIKE THAT FROM ME! I THOUGHT YOU KNEW WHERE YOU STOOD! I LET A FEW MISLEADS SLIP, BUT THIS?! DO I HAVE TO DEMOTE YOU AND MAKE YOUR MATE SECOND IN COMMAND?!"

"CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT LATER?! I APOLOGIZED MANY TIMES! I KNOW I SHOULD HAVE REPORTED IT TO YOU, BUT YOU ALSO HAD BEEN STRESSED OUT LATELY AND THE PILE OF DATA-PADS ON YOUR DESK WAS SOMETHING I WOULD HAVE SHOVED INTO THE SMELTER! I DIDN'T WANT TO ADD TO THAT! I WAS THINKING ABOUT YOUR WELL BEING! BUT LET'S GET TO THE FACT THAT MY SON WAS BONDED FOR SIX FUCKING MONTHS AND IS CARRYING FOR PRIMUS SAKE, AND DIDN'T SEEK MINE OR JAZZ'S STRICT AND EXPRESS CONSENT LIKE THE TRADITION THAT WE HAD DRILLED OVER AND OVER INTO HIS PROCESSOR BUT APPARENTLY DIDN'T STICK. " Prowl then swiveled on his ped to face Blue, who was broken down into tears and was down right bawling and holding onto Sunstreaker's arm.

"WHY DID YOU NOT TELL US?!" Jazz screamed. "I THOUGHT WE WOULD BE IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO KNOW SOMETHING LIKE THAT!"

"i'M NOT A FUCKING SPARKLING ANY MORE! I LOVE HIM! I KNOW HE MIGHT HAVE CAUSED SOME MAJOR PRANKS IN THE PAST, AND YOU'VE HAD YOUR CONFLICTS WITH HIM, BUT DAMMIT I LOVE HIM FOR WHO HE IS! AND FRAG ANYONE WHO SAYS-"

"IT AIN'T WHO YOU BONDED TO THAT BOTHERS US, IT'S THE FACT THAT YOU DIDN'T LET US GIVE OUR CONSENT AND YOU DIDN'T TELL US UNTIL NOW! DID WE OR DID WE NOT SPECIFY EXACTLY WHAT WE WANTED YOU TO DO WHEN YOU FOUND THE ONE YOU WANTED TO SPEND THE REST OF YOU DAMN EXISTENCE WITH?!"

"You did-" Bluestreak whimpered.

"AND DID WE NOT TELL YOU EXACTLY WHY WE WANTED YOU TO SEEK OUR CONSENT BEFORE BONDAGE?" Prowl shrieked right back.

"You did-"

"REPEAT IT!"

"But-"

"HE SAID TO REPEAT. THE. DAMN. REASON!" Jazz shouted right back.

"I THINK THIS IS GOING TOO FRAGGING FAR!" Sunny tied to intervene.

"SUNSTREAKER, SHUT THE FUCKING AFTHOLE YOU CALL A MOUTH AND HOLD YOUR DAMN GLOSSIA! HOW DARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT PURSUING AN INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP WITH OUR CREATION, ADOPTED OR NOT, WITH OUR AT LEAST ONE OF OUR PERMISSION?! YOU KNOW, VERY WELL, THE TRADITIONS THAT WE SET. THERE ARE REASONS THAT WE SET BLUE ON THE TRACKS THAT WE DID. TO FRAGGING PROTECT HIM! WE CARE ABOUT HIM! WE DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HIM HURT, USED, AND BROKEN-"

"IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT ME?! IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK I'D DO TO BLUE?! DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT I WOULD BOND MYSELF TO HIM IF I WASN'T SERIOUS?! I KNOW THAT I JOKE AROUND A LOT, BUT IF YOU THINK THAT I WOULD EVEN CONSIDER DOING SOMETHING SO DISGUISING AND VILE, AS TO BONDING WITH A MECH, THEN LEAVING HIM TO BREAK HIM? IF YOU REALLY THINK THAT I WOULD, LET ALONE COULD DO THAT?! TO BLUESTREAK?!

"I REALLY DON'T KNOW! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CARRIER! I HAD NO WAY OF KNOWING WHO BLUESTREAK WOULD WANT TO BOND WITH IN THE FUTURE! I SURE AS PIT DIDN'T KNOW THAT IT'D BE YOU! I DON'T KNOW YOU AS WELL AS I'D LIKE TO! ANOTHER REASON THAT WE SET THOSE RULES IS THAT WE WOULD KNOW THE BOT THAT BLUE WOULD WANT TO BOND WITH! A BOND, SUNSTREAKER, IS FRAGGING PERMANENT! AND NOT IN THE WAY OF AN INSCRIBE. IT IS FOR LIFE AND MORE. THE VOW "FOR ETERNITY AND BEYOND" IS NOT JUST A FRAGGING POETIC VERSE. IT IS LITERAL. THERE'S A REASON THAT AT A BONDING CEREMONY YOU SWEAR TO THE PIT THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE THE 'BOT THAT YOU BOND WITH. THERE IS NO SAFE WAY OF REMOVING IT, AND THERE IS NO WAY TO COMPLETELY REMOVE IT! I WAS AFRAID TO BOND TO JAZZ BECAUSE OF WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CARRIER. I WAS FLAT OUT AFRAID TO CONNECT WITH ANYONE BECAUSE OF WHAT MY TWO-FACE, AFT SLAGGED, PRIMUS-FORSAKEN, GLITCHED, DISGUISTING SPAWN OF UNICRON, UNWANTED SMELTED SLAG HEAP, SORRY EXCUSE FOR A BASTARD OF A MECH DID TO MY SWEET AND LOVING MOTHER! SHE DID NOTHING TO HIM, BUT DEVOTE HERSELF TO HIM! AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FUCK-FACE DID TO HER?! DO YOU?!" Sunstreaker and Bluestreak shook their helms as they looked into the tear streaked face of the angered and distressed parent. "THE SECOND SHE TURNED AROUND, HE WENT STABBED HER IN THE FUCKING BACK! HE TURNED AROUND, AND LEFT HER FOR DEAD WITH AN UNBORN SPARKLING AND A YOUNGLING BARLY TEN YEARS OLD TO CARE FOR! THAT VERY SAME YOUNGLING, FIVE YEARS LATER, WAS DESTROYED AS HE WITNESSED HIS MOTHER BEING RIPPED AWAY AND HIS BABY BROTHER DIE IN HER GREY, DEAD ARMS AS DECEPTI-FUCKING-CONS MURDERED THEM BRUTALLY! THE SAME MECH THAT PULLED THE TRIGGER AND WAS THE ONE WHO FUCKING MURDERED MY FAMILY! AND THAT'S NOT ALL HE DID! HE FUCKING TURNED AROUND AND RAPED ME! HE STOLE MY INNOCENCE, MY BABY BROTHER THAT I NEVER KNEW THE NAME OF, MY CARING AND LOVING MOTHER, AND MY HOME! YOU ALL WANTED TO KNOW WHY I WAS SUCH AN EMOTIONLESS DRONE?! YOU ALL WANT TO KNOW WHY BEFORE I WAS BONDED TO JAZZ WHY I NEVER SHOWED COMPASSION TO ANYONE?! WELL, HERE YOU FUCKING GO! THAT'S THE REASON! THAT'S MY STORY! AND THAT'S WHY I DON'T WANT THE SAME THING TO HAPPEN TO BLUE! IT'S FUCKING SCARY TO GO THROUGH SOMETHING LIKE THAT AND WHEN YOUR CHILD SAYS THEY BONDED TO ANOTHER, THAT YOU DON'T KNOW AS WELL AS YOU LIKE I MIGHT ADD, YOU START TO WONDER IF HISTORY MIGHT JUST REPEAT ITSELF."

Everyone was silent for a few moments as Prowl vented steadily in and out, trying to control his rage. Before he even knew what was happening, Jazz and Bluestreak embraced him fully.

"I-I'm sorry Prowl. I-I didn't think that it was that important, but, I was wrong. But I know that Sunny would lay his very spark down for me. I love him with all my spark, and he loves me in return. He wouldn't dream of hurting me."

Prowl look to Sunstreaker, whose optics were downcast on the floor.

"I wouldn't trade anything for Bluestreak, but your right. We should have told you sooner, we were just so scared of what you would do if you didn't give your consent. I love Blue just as much as I love my slag-head of a brother. Blue showed me an entire new side to him that opened an entire new side to me. He taught me that there's more to life than wondering and worrying what other bots think of you, when really the only ones whose opinions matter are the ones that you love. I love Blue, and he if thinks that I'm perfect the way I am, then I'm happy. He makes me feel, like I can be me. I would stay with him for eternity in a sparkbeat, and I can swear to the pit on that."

Jazz and Prowl shared a look of worry.

"We're sorry too. We're just...havin' a tough time getting our shit together. Little Blue that Prowl pulled outta the rubble of Praxus, ain't the same as the confident, and proud mech you are now. You're right, you're not the terrified little sparklin' that used to completely and utterly depend on us. I especially own both of you...actually, all four of you," he look sheepishly to the two unconsious mechs on the floor. "An apology. I just, you shocked me with the whole, 'announcement." He sighed, "I just thought for a moment that, maybe, I didn't do a good enough job, or I'm not important enough to know something like that." Jazz pursed his lips together in shame at his outburst.

"Jazz, you are important. That's exactly the reason we were afraid to tell you. Because you are so damn important in my life, that I was afraid of what you would do. Both of you."

"Can we put this behind us, and just celebrate the fact that you're going to be grandparents?" Blue offered, hesitantly.

Prowl and Jazz shared a smile, "come 're you." Jazz said before embracing Bluestreak and Prowl a second time. "Sunny, get yer aft in here or I'll drag it in here."

Sunstreaker, stunned by the request, was dumbfounded for a moment, but then happily complied.

"Hurt him, And I swear that Sideswipe won't have anything left to call a body and will have to use one of the many weapons I will use in place of one to bury after I'm only a quarter way through with you and may Primus have mercy on you very soul if you break his spark." Prowl muttered into the yellow painted Lamborghini's audio. "Do I make myself clear?"

Sunstreaker swallowed nervously as he saw the sadistic grin on Prowl's face that told him he was be quite serious and would most like make sure he would die a very painful and slow death if he tampered with Blue's spark. It's a good thing that he had no such plans whatsoever.

"I don't mean to interrupt," Ratchet coughed, "but I've yet to tell you the reason I called you down here in the first place."

"Yes, Ratchet," Optimus said in a much more quiet volume and tone, " what did you call us down here for?"

"The human that Bumblebee run over was in fact a human by the name, Dawn. Optimus, your oldest daughter is on base."

A/N: it's 2 am, and I'm writing this on my iPhone with out my Bluetooth keyboard...see how much I love all you mother fuckers?! I promised an update at least once a week for now, and I'm stickin to it for now. Any of you who did not read the warnings at the beginning gets Energon cookies! In at over 50 readers, so I will be making the chapters longer. I hope you enjoyed cuz this took for fragging ever to make, *checks clock*, about four or five hours. Again, SEE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU ALL!? Well, that's all for tonight, don't forget to fave, follow, and comment!
Kiss, Kiss!
~Saffy