Shadow giggled and pinched Red's cheeks. He blushed and looked away.

"Do I really make you blush this much?" He nodded sheepishly. Shadow giggled and she hugged him tightly. Red slowly put his arms around her.

XXX

Blue giggled and Luna poked her head where she was hiding.

"I found you Aunt Blue!" she said happily.

"Awwww. It used to take forever for someone to find me."

"You giggled." Blue smiled.

"Ok. Your turn Luna." Luna got up and ran off. The blue, black and white femme smiled and stood up and counted.

XXX

"Heh. He's gonna whip your aft Bulk," Ellie giggled.

"Shut up Tiny!" yelled Wheeljack.

"Oh come on Jackie. It was just a little fun." Wheeljack growled.

"Being embarrassed in front of everyone is not fun!" the white mech yelled.

"He just gave you a little kiss on the cheek."

"So?!" Bulkhead wrapped his arms around Wheeljack's torso and hugged him.

"You liked it Jackie. You love my kisses."

"S-Shut up Bulk." Ellie giggled and smiled.

"You two fight like, as the humans say, 'an old married couple'."

"Not as much as you and the doc though."

"Shut up!"

"Just saying Tiny." Ironelle punched Wheeljack's chest. It didn't faze him a bit

"Shut up fragger." Bulkhead smiled and kissed the white mech again. Wheeljack froze and then relaxed in Bulkhead's arms. Ellie giggled and didn't stop.

"Shut up Tiny," Wheeljack mumbled.

"Never!" She giggled.

XXX

Smokescreen picked up Blue and laughed.

"Hey put me down!"

"No way sunshine!" He spun her around and Blue laughed.

"Smokey stop!" she laughed. Smokescreen held her and kept spinning her.

A few days later

Luna held onto Elita's servo and smiled up at her. Elita pulled her up and held her in her arms.

"You're so cute." Luna smiled and hugged Elita's neck. The pink femme smiled and gently kissed her helm.

"You sound like you're feeling better."

"Yep! I am. Nova is too." Elita nodded.

"Why doesn't your twin like me?

"I'm not sure. She's really grumpy and doesn't like a lot of bots…or humans. She says a lot of bots are annoying," Luna explained.

"Why is that?"

"She takes after Sire even though Sire tried to kill mama and take her. He's a bad bot."

"Ah," Elita mumbled. Luna sighed and looked at her servos.

"Hey do you wanna go find your carrier sweetspark?"

"Yeah 'Lita." Luna held onto Elita's servo and they walked together, looking for the Autobot Leader.

XXX

Blue grumbled and Smokescreen saw this.

"What's the matter with you Blue?" he asked as he grabbed her and swung her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Smokescreen put me down! I'm not in the mood to play!" The white mech looked at her and frowned.

"Blue what's wrong? Come on you can tell me anything…is it about your virus?"

"No it's not about Virus C…"

"Then what? You can tell me anything."

"That glitch is here," she hissed.

"What glitch?" he asked as he gently placed her down on the berth she was on before.

"The pink glitch."

"Elita?"

"Don't say the glitch's name around me!" she snapped. Smokescreen held up his servos in defense.

"Ok. I won't."

"Why do you say she's a glitch?" he asked, sitting beside her. Blue leaned against him and held onto his servo.

"She made Orion not want me around or love me or want to take care of me anymore."

"Why would she do that? That's mean."

"Because she hates me."

"Why? You never did anything to her."

"I know but she hates me anyway!" Blue curled up on her side and cried, "It's not fair! She has no reason to hate me! I never did anything to her. It's not fair!" Smokescreen pulled her up and held her gently.

"Calm down Blue. It'll be ok."

XXX

Blue Spark hid in her room and refused to come out. Optimus knocked on his little sister's door.

"Harmonia come out."

"Never! Go away stupid glitch! I never want to see your face again!"

-a few weeks later-

The med-bay doors were closed. Optimus paced outside nervously and Smokescreen leaned against a wall near the doors watching.

"I'm sure she's gonna be find Optimus." He didn't respond.

"Blue's strong. She's gonna be ok." Ratchet walked out and Optimus quickly looked up.

"How is she Ratchet?!" The medic wiped his servos on a rag.

"She's going to be find Optimus."

"Thank Primus..."

-a few weeks later-

Bulkhead walked into the rec-room and looked over Wheeljack's shoulder. The white mech was reading a datapad and holding Whitefire's recharging, limp, frame close to his chest.

"What are ya reading Jackie?" the green ex-Wrecker asked. Wheeljack looked up at his mate.

"My mom's notes." Bulkhead sat next to him and looked at the equations and Cybertronian text.

"I thought your parents were scientists."

"They were Bulkhead."

"I didn't know you were interested in science Jackie."

"I lived with two scientists for 16 stellar cycles Bulkhead. I was bound to pick something."

"What are the notes for?" Wheeljack shifted Whitefire slightly.

"Some formula my mom made up...synthetic energon." Bulkhead's optics widened greatly.

"Synthetic Energon?!"

"Yeah," said Wheeljack bluntly.

"You need to show that data-pad to Ratchet and Optimus!"

"Why are my mom's formulas so important that we need to show the doc and Prime?" asked the white mech.

"Because only we have about half the formula." Wheeljack narrowed his optics a bit at Bulkhead.

"And may I remind you that my mom was probably half insane by the time he finished this."

"So? Ratchet's positive that if we had the whole formula that it would work!"

"Bulkhead this isn't the best idea. My mom had a habit of causing things to blow up and make things that ended up not working." Wheeljack placed the data-pad in his subspace.

"Your carrier was brilliant! I doubt many of his inventions blew up or messed up." Wheeljack glared.

"They did. That's how I got here. I was a premature sparkling. Almost 3 months premature." Bulkhead sighed and placed an arm around Wheeljack's smaller frame.

"Please Jackie."

"Maybe."

-later-

Blue kissed Smokescreen and wrapped her arms around his neck. Smokescreen held her close and kissed her deeper.

"I love you Blue Spark."

"I love you too Smokescreen." They continued to kiss again. Smokescreen pressed her to the wall.

"Blue please be my bonded."

"Of course."

-A few days later-

Wheeljack walked into the med-bay.

"Doc? You in here?" Ratchet looked up from treating a small wound of Ellie's.

"What do you want Wheeljack?"

"I got something that you would take intrest in."

"And what is that Wheeljack?" Ellie and Ratchet looked at him.

"The original formula for Synthetic Energon." Ratchet's optics widened.

"Synthetic Energon?!"

"My mom's furmula."

"Your carrier was Wild Flame?!"

"Uh yeah..." Ratchet looked at his medical records.

"I remember documenting that my carrier, Red Alert, delivered his first born daughter."

"Daughter? Doc I'm not a femme."

"I can see that Wheeljack but it's on record that Wild Flame had given birth 3 times."

"I'm an only child Doc. That's impossible. Those records are wrong."

"No they're not. He gave birth to two mechs and femme. The femme was his first born, Stormchaser, second, a mech, Wheeljack, and a 3rd born mech, Sparks."

"That's not possible. My sire...he hated sparklings. He wouldn't sire any sparklings. I was an accident."

"It says that Stormchaser is the child of your carrier, Wild Flame, and a mech named Trailbreaker, and then the two mechs, of Wild Flame and Fire Charger. You have a brother and a sister Wheeljack."

"No. I don't! My mom would have told me!" Ellie placed her servo on Wheeljack's shoulder.

"Take is easy Jackie." Wheeljack fled the room.