Disclaimer: Although I wish I owned transformers I have to live with the fact that I do not...just Sparks

*thoughts*

Cybertronian

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Wake up!

William had just finished closing the eyes of Sparks father when a loud commotion came from the road. Looking up from his spot in the grass, the major could see one of the investigators waving his arms in an attempt to gain the Major's attention. Will could hear the loud blaring of a horn and only one thought came to the man's mind. *At least he didn't transform to get my attention.*

"Sir! Your truck phone is ringing!"

*You don't say.* The major quickly ran over to the impatient Ironhide and jumped into the cab.

"What's wrong Hide?"

"It's Optimus, he's in trouble...the Decepticon's ambushed Bee and Sam." Ironhide didn't even wait for William to respond as he spun his tires as his engine came to life, taking the pair back to the main road.

Will was forced to hang on for dear life as the Topkick drove recklessly down the highway, desperate to get to his closest and dearest friend. It didn't take long for the truck to reach a treed area that wasn't looking so full of trees anymore. The scene before them was total chaos; a screaming Sparks was clinging to the face of Optimus while the Autobots tried to take in the situation. Major Lennox could see Sam sitting on the side lines in shock. *Poor kid.*

"Daddy! Daddy wake up!" Sparks couldn't understand why her daddy wouldn't wake up. Parts of his body were lying nearby and this frightened her even more. She had stayed hidden as he had asked and could only hear the loud noises from her spot amongst a pile of boulders. It wasn't until she came out that she noticed a stranger walking up to her father along with a giant yellow robot.

"It your fault! It your fault my daddy's hurt!"

"Sparks, it's not Sam's fault...your daddy just wanted to keep him safe." Ratchet reached down and gathered the child and blanket in his hand. His scans were showing that her body was becoming over stressed with the situation.

Sparks barely noticed being picked up, she couldn't breathe and speaking was becoming difficult. All she wanted was her daddy; there had to be someone who could fix him. Tear filled eyes glanced down at her own bandaged feet and an idea came to her mind. Turning to look up at the medic, Sparks voiced her great plan.

"Watchet, can you fix daddy?"

Ratchet didn't know how to respond; of course he could fix Prime; that was no problem. The problem was that Optimus' spark had been extinguished and no one ever recovered from that. The CMO's optics dimmed at the words he said to the little girl. "I can fix him but I can't bring him back to life, he no longer has his spark."

Sparks stared up at the mech in disbelief, was he insane? Of course daddy had his spark. "But I'm his Sparks, I'm right here."

The yellow-green bot could only sigh as words failed him; how did one explain life and death to one so young. Just when the medic was about to give up hope, Sam's guardian stepped up to the plate.

"Perhaps I can be of some help." Sam could only sit and stare up at the bright yellow scout as he addressed the child that was sitting in Ratchet's hand. The young man didn't get to hear his guardian speak very often as the bot preferred to use his radio.

"I don't know how you're going to do it, but you're more than welcome to try." Ratchet held Sparks up to Bumblebee so that she could be face to face with him.

Having gained the sparkling attention, the scout proceeded to make an attempt at explaining the inner workings of Primes spark. "You see, we all have what is called a spark within our bodies. It is like our soul." Bumblebee opened his spark chamber to reveal an orb that glowed a bright blue. "If it is damaged or we are injured badly enough then the spark fades away."

Sparks looked at the glowing ball of light with a look of concentration on her face. Everyone stayed silent as they either held their breaths or intake vents; both the humans and the Autobots really didn't want to deal with another crying episode. Finally after a few tense moments of watching the little girl scrunch up her face it seemed like she had come to some sort of conclusion, however it wasn't what they had expected.

Whirling back around on Ratchet, Sparks made a whole new demand. "Make my daddy a new one!"

Ratchet was not expecting the command and he was once again faced with a difficult problem. Cradling the sparkling to his chest in hopes of providing some sort of comfort. "Sparkling, just like you have only one heart we have only one spark; they cannot be replaced."

Just as the medic and probably everyone around them were recovering from the first bout of tears Sparks broke down into another fit of tears; these ones were accompanied with large gasping sounds as the sparkling began to panic. The worried CMO could only try to comfort Sparks as he wasn't sure about what to do.

Even Will didn't know what to do, the Major could only look up at the crying girl wishing there was something they could do to make everything alright again. "We could really use Sara right about now; she'd know what to do."

After watching Sparks cry herself into an exhausted slumber Ratchet made arrangements with the Major to have Optimus' body brought back to the Nest so he could at least put him back together.

Believing that the sparkling would be more comfortable in familiar surroundings; the medic made sure to place her in Primes room. The only time she made a fuss was when someone would try and take her off of Optimus' berth. They quickly learned that it was better to leave her along with her blue blanket. The mech's still made sure that she ate on a regular basis and tried to cheer her up as Optimus would have wanted that. There was also the fact that every bot on the base had taken to the tiny sparkling and hated to see her unhappy.

It wasn't until William received a call from Sam that things were possibly going to take a turn for the better. Plans were made to transport the Prime's body to Egypt in hopes of bringing him back. This meant that the doting Autobots had to leave the sparkling behind as it was too dangerous for one so small. After making sure that Sparks was going to be well cared for – helps to make a few squishing threats – they headed for the ancient desert.

-Insert Kick Ass Battle Here-

Same had done it; he had brought the Matrix of Leadership to Optimus in hopes of bringing the bot that had sacrificed his spark to save his life. The young man had in turn exchanged his life for the chance of succeeding in his mission. Ancient Primes were there waiting for him, ready to give the human life again.

As the Matrix took its true form before the humans and Autobots it seemed as though everything was going to be ok. This hope was short lived when the Matrix shot off towards the west.

"Slag it! Where is it going?" Ironhide stomped out his frustration on a nearby pile of rocks.

"I don't know, but if the Matrix doesn't return we are in big trouble. We can't let the Fallen activate the device." The yellow-green medic watched as the red eyed ancient was making his way up one of the pyramids.

"What do we do now?"

"I don't know Major, but we need to...hey, look...the Matrix...it's coming back." Ratchet raised a hand to point out the small object that was coming towards the group from the same direction that it had left in.

"Thank Primus, I wonder what made it leave." The dark trigger happy mech breathed a sigh of relief.

Yaaaaa! Fourth chapter up...thanks for all the awesome reviews...and the cupcakes...mmmmmmm...cupcakes. Cheers ^_^