This was the first story where multiple people have asked for the next chapter the day I put it up. So, wow. Here's the next chappy. Oh, just so you know, I do own the link. I thought it up before I read anything with something like it in other fanfics, and I do not lie, i pinkie promise. If I lied there, I will tell you my secret identity.
The door opened to reveal Prowl, who wasn't injured.
"Is there something you need?" Ratchet asked. I shifted to pick up the sparkling again.
"We need you at the Ark." This was the Autobot base, also our ship. I looked down at the sparkling in my hands, he was trying to hide in my arms, he didn't trust Prowl as he had us.
"Why is this sparkling not at the nursery? He is only hours old."
"We have reason to believe he is reincarnated. Not only that, but from the future." I said in amazement.
"I believe you, his optics are just as blue as blue can be. I've heard about Weeljacks research and I know Ratchet has no sence of humor." he glanced at the mech in question. "At least none that dosn't involve phisical damage. Never talk back when he's giving you a repair." I nodded, remembering his condition for days after until Ratchet agreend to fix it. He had turned off his vocal prossors and scrambled his scanners. We rely on our scanners a bit.
"I'll be right there. Arcee, bring the sparkling. We're going to have to inform Optimus." I nodded and followed them out.
The mech who had directed me to Ratchet's office didn't say a thing about his leaving. They wouldn't give their best medic a hard time, especialy when he has low patience.
When we got there, before I entered the med bay of the Ark, I heard Ratchet complate. "Really? You two? Why didn't you just go to some other medic?" I walked in to see Skids and Mudflap all torn up.
"They were on a special mission to look out for Decepticons near where we suspect their base is." I jumped and turned to see Optimus enter behind me.
"You trusted these two for that?" Ratchet asked.
"I thought it would keep them out of truoble. Everyone else I've sent there havnt seen a thing." Ratchet nodded in understanding before setting to work on Skids's left arm, still a cannon. I watched him work abit before noticing the sparkling I still heald felt completely at ease here, even with all the new mechs. More at ease than ever.
I looked down to see he was staring at Optimus with a smile. thats strange.
"Shouldnt this sparkling be-" I cut our great leader off.
"At the nursery? Yeah, well, He trusted me quickly and has blue optics. So I took him to see Ratchet."
"I can see this. What have you two figured out?" He was now staring back at the youngling. Now that he had Optimus's attention, he reached out to him. I watched confused as Optimus took the hatchling and he seemed not just content as he had been with us, but happy to be in Optimus's arms.
"Ratchet said Weeljack has been studying reincarnation." he nodded, knowing the mech has. "And, well, we believe this youngling has been reincarnated. But there is no record of a spark signal of anything close to his."
"From the future." I nodded. "So a few of us must have known, or will know, him in the future."
"But it is strange, If we just know him and he is part of the team, or even an ally to us, wouldnt he know Prowl?"
"Unless Prowl wont be there." I gasped.
"You mean-" he shook his head. "well, he's obviously closest to you. He was, or will be, obviously more than a comrad. See how happy he is in your hands. Comrads would find that wierd if they remember enough to remember they know you." He nodded, looking down.
"It seems we're going to make a close friend in the future." he smiled as the sparkling's optics dimmed and shut.
"Shold I be taking him to the nursery now?" I asked, holding out my hands, really, all this time whe I said 'holding him in my arms', he was actualy small enough to be heald in my hands.
"I don't think so. Something tells me he would rather be with someone he knows, rather than with others his age."
"Well, so far we have the twins, Ratchet, Ironhide, You, and I. Theres no way the twins could take care of a sparkling, it wouldnt be smart to let Ratchet keep him," I got a glance from said mech, "you know, because he's alwayse needed for work." I said hurraly. "Ironhide will teach him to fight before he can transform. I cant see the almighty Autobot leader taking care of a sparkling, and Im always at work with the other sparklings. Who's going to take him in?"
"We'll have to a little exprament. I know the perfect mech to take care of the youngling, but its all up to weather or not he knows him." I thought a moment.
"Shal we go now?" I asked.
"Yes, I think this sparkling needs a home by now, since he isn't going to the nursery." I followed him back out, it seems I wasn't going to get to hold the sparkling again yet. He really likes Optimus. We walked for a while before I realised where we were going.
"This is the direction to my, Bumblebee's, and Jolts's homes. Who are you going after?" I asked, having a pretty good idea.
"The young scout grew up knowing nothing but war. I think it would do him good taking care of the hatchling." Optimus explained. I nodded, Bumblebee, practicly a sparkling himself.
We nocked on his door and the hatchling came out of recharge, looking around wildly. He was looking for something, or someone. Bee answered.
"Oh, come in. What brings the great Autobot leader here?" he looked at me. "And the sparkling caretaker?" I smiled.
"Hi to you to Bee."
"We have a something we ask of you." Optimus heald out the sparkling to show Bee. What happened surprised me. Before he could ask the usual question, the sparkling began to get ipatiant and reach desperatly toward Bee. When Optimus didn't hold him out farther to Bee, he turned and wirred angraly. Wow, he had liked Optimus quite abit, but now he was acting like he was his worst enemy.
"Something tells me he dose know him." I muttered. Optimus nodded and guestured for Bee to take the hatchling. Bee reached forward and took the sparkling and I senced something happen between the two, something usualy you have to do manualy. Bee just became his gaurdian, not a parent, but a gaurdian. Link and everything.
The sparkling relaxed, but did try to get closer to his spark until Bee held him there. The youngling then curled and burrowed into his hands and chest. I really was cute to watch. We explained everything to him, and he agreed. I didn't want to be the one to seperate that sparkling from Bumblebee.
When we left, I had a feeling that sparkling would mean more within our group, Autobots, than I origenaly thought.
Hi, um, uh, this is ho, uh, my brother talks. So, uh, I'm annoyed with him, and, uhhh, I have to, er, make fun of him. R&R