Boti: Okay...Let's just go straight to the chapter. Especially if you really want to read the story...Woo hoo!

And I so love the "Ratchet is the shadow lord" line! Oh that made my day! Thank you Ryle Culler!

Did I forget to mention that the rated M part comes into play now?

P.S. Prime's Princess Beginnings and Deception have been removed temporarily until I finish the current ones I am writing. I so need to finish these so, I think Defiance with Wrenches and this one are the only two I am writing now. Anways, yeah...on with the show!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers yada yada yada yada whap bop balloo.

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Chapter Six

"Ratchet, stop it! That hurts!" I squealed for the hundredth time. My heart has changed from the red funky shaped pumping thing to a pretty little blue sphere. And it was a little freaky to see the blue shining through my chest.

"I'm sorry, Hallie. But I have to do this. Every bot has to have a sample of their sparks analyzed for DNA purposes," Ratchet put that damn tool against my chest and I gritted my teeth. Whatever it was, it was pulling a piece of my new spark out and it hurt like hell.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Hurry up already!" I shrieked. Ratchet didn't seem to be bothered by my shrieking. And he didn't hurry, which in turn had me screaming like a toddler. Did he not care that I was in absolute pain?

"Done," Rachet finally backed that tool away and I took in a shakey breath. I still felt a sharp pain in my chest, but it wasn't as bad. And I was glad that I'll never have to go through that again. Ever!

And another thing. My body was still changing. Apparently my outside is going to look human but my insides were Cybertronian. And it was changing now. My nerves were turning into feeling receptors or whatever Ratchet called them. I was angry because everything just hurt. Why can't it just tingle or...

"Hallie, what are you processing?"

My face flared up as very vivid - and I do mean vivid - images entered my head. And I had a very active imagination as I pictured Ratchet and I...

"Absolutely nothing," I spat out, waving my hands in front of me. I could see Ratchet was amused because I had been busted. And that glitter in his optics told me that he knew exactly what I was thinking.

"Would you care to share?" Ratchet had placed the sample in a strange looking machine. He seemed to be watching it but he wasn't. It was one of those pretending to be paying attention but mind is elsewhere looks.

"No!" I squeaked. Oh he didn't need to know. No, no, no. He definitely didn't need to know. I mean, how could I receive sexual pleasure from him or give?

My thoughts need to stop!

"Hallie? Do I need to coax you to answer my inquiry?"

Oh my legs are shaking. Why does his voice sound so damn seductive?

"No, because I'm not thinking of anything," and that sounded exactly what it was. A freaking lie. And my legs continued to shake as Ratchet slowly looked down at me. He had a very VERY sexual haze to those optics. Which caused heat to pool in my gut...er...whatever I had now.

"I, uh..." my thoughts trailed off as Ratchet placed his hands on the counter top on either side of me. He stared down at me with a smirk and I sucked in a breath. Oh slag it. Wait. Where did...One of the twins. Yep, one of the twins said that. Great, trailing off...

My thoughts quickly scattered as I felt Ratchet touching me with his thumb again. Only, he was running it down the front of my body. And since my nerve receptors or whatever was forming, his touch was felt all to easily. Yeah, I'm extremely sensitive.

I whimpered, my body starting to heat up. Or charge? Oh, I don't care. His touch just feels to damn good. Every inch of me was screaming for more touching, pressure...

"Ratchet," my voice sounded thick with desire as I stared up at him. He still had that same damn smirk that had me shaking. I could feel my new spark pulsing in my chest, the feeling like a throb for something that I had yet to experience.

"Just enjoy," he whispered to me and I felt ready to collaspe. He pressed his much larger fingers against my body and I shook as he slipped one of those fingers between my legs.

When I thought I would explode, Ratchet decided to help with that process because I found myself crying out. He had started to vibrate those very fingers against my most intimate of places. And it felt so gosh darn good.

My mind was nothing but mush as I just took the sensations. I started rocking my hips against his hand, making the feeling even worse as I felt my body wind tighter and tighter. My whimperings turned to moans as my hands gripped his, trying to keep myself from becoming grounded...quite literally.

"Oh fuck!" I bit my hand, my teeth piercing the skin as I rode out my climax. I didn't need anyone hearing my scream of ecstasy or anyone coming to check if I was okay. It only took me a moment to come down from my high, realizing that Ratchet was holding some data pad and I had fallen to my knees. My breathing was slowly returning to normal when Ratchet gave a strange whirling noise. I had learned that some of his strange noises were for surprise.

"What?" I gasped before finally taking a single deep breath. Ratchet looked at me as he smiled, obviously something amusing him. I could hear a shocked Optimus Prime down the hall and several stomps as I tried to desparately pretend that nothing had happened.

"Are you positive Ratchet?" Prime was in the med bay in just a few seconds, reaching for the data pad Ratchet held. He didn't heisitate to give his leader the pad and I saw Prime drop it after a moment. He was staring straight at me before promptly fainting.

"Um," I looked at Ratchet after the clang finished echoing throughout the room. I didn't know Autobots could faint. I wonder how that works. But then again, it was probably to complicated to know.

"It seems that your spark DNA closely matches to that of Prime's."

"In other words?"

"Prime is now your - in human terms - father."

My eyes widen as I followed in Prime's actions. Which was promptly fainting. And I agree with him with these simple words.

What. The. Fuck.

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Boti: That turned out exactly like my dream. I've been dreaming about Transformers lately. It was weird.. Wonder what that means. On second thought, probably not. You all might be saying TMI to yourselves so sorry.

See you next chapter...