I'm so sorry for taking so long! I'll try to update more often. I just celebrated my 15th birthday on Sunday, and I've been busy with homework and exams. I have an entire week off coming up, so I promise a couple more chapters during that time. Enjoy, and please review!

The news that Chromia had for Ironhide had been amazing for the rough Autobot. He was going to be a sire himself. After telling him, Chromia had walked over to Optimus, taken his servos in her's, and danced around the room with him. Bumblebee whistled and clapped at the lighter feeling in his sire's spark. Ironhide had been happily stunned, and at work everyone noticed. He almost had a glow around him. Chromia chose to stay home to keep an optic on both Optimus and Bumblebee.

"What's gotten ya so happy, Hide?" Jazz asked as they walked through the halls. Ironhide grinned at his friend.

"It's all the good news I've been gettin' . Prime's alive and at my house with his little mech, and my beautiful femme's carrying," Ironhide replied. Suddenly Jazz froze in shock and suprise. Ironhide stopped and turned to face Jazz. The edges of his mouth began to turn upwards as a smile formed on his face. Ironhide's grin grew.

"You're gonna be a sire," Jazz mumbled almost numbly. He started to walk forwards, and patted Ironhide's arm. "Congrats, mech. Wait. What's happenin' with Prime?" Ironhide sighed as he looked away.

"He lost his sparkmate an orn or so ago. His health's bad, Jazz. Bumblebee might help, but Prime's got a long way to go if he want's to be healthy again."

"Who's Bumblebee?"

"A sparkling we met. Who do ya think he is?"

"Optimus' sparklin' . Poor, poor mech. An' the battle's only startin' ."

Chromia held Bumblebee as Optimus lost the Energon he'd had that morning in the sink. She gently rubbed the sparkling's back since little Bee was crying at his sire's pain. She cooed at Bumblebee as Optimus wiped off his mouth plates and stepped away from the sink. He sat down at the table and Chromia took the chair beside him. "You alright?" Chromia asked. Optimus nodded before putting his arms on the table and rested his helm on them. "I think you should see Ratchet."

"No," Optimus responded. He sat back in the chair and looked into Chromia's optics. "I'll be fine. Ratchet would only hook me up to monitors and force me to rest. I don't really need to bother him. When did you find out you were carrying?"

"A deca-cycle ago. Ratchet told me he'd found the extra spark when I went to see him for an odd feeling in my chest," Chromia replied. She moved over and handed Optimus his tiny sparkling. "Didn't Bumblebee have a bond with Elita? I mean, he has one with you so shouldn't he have had one with his creator?"

"He should've. He would've felt her death though. I'm not sure what happened exactly. I will ask Ratchet later," Optimus stopped talking as Bumblebee squirmed in his grip. He looked down into the young bright blue optics and sighed. Chromia was a step ahead of him and placed an Energon cube in the new sire's servo. "Thank you." He held the cube as his son sucked from the cube as hard as he could. Optimus moved it away slightly and Bumbled gave a small whine. Both adults laughed causing Bumblebee to give them a confused look.

"I hope my sparkling's as cute as yours," Chromia said. She stood and moved behind Optimus. She gently rubbed his shoulders in an attempt to help him relax. She grinned as she heard him moan slightly as he slumped against the chair more. Any pain filling his systems eased and he struggled to keep his optics open and online. "Before you say anything, Ironhide wouldn't have any trouble with me doing this for you. Ya know, a vacation would help. One where you're not on 'cause you lost your sparkmate."

"Mmm. I would, but I'm needed at base..."

"They can spare you for a little while. Get some recharge. You and 'Bee need it," Chromia mumbled against his audios and watched as his optics slid closed. She gently took the cube he'd taken away from Bumblebee's mouth and placed it on the table. She looked over the large blue and red frame sitting in the chair and smiled. She knew she would want to get to know him. And his tiny sparkling too.