a/n:

Vodid: I love that you loved the chapter. I always look forward to your comments

Sirenix Prime: Technically Prowl and Jazz would feel it…I will answer the question in this chapter. Trust me, pay attention to Jazz's concern and Ratchet's answer and hopefully it would explain the connection.

Anyways…..let us read! Oh… I forgot, before I read…. I have hints in this chapter…. I will let u know near the end of where to find them.

Chapter 19

Nightfire had dragged Lennox off to somewhere private so they could chat. Nightfire wasn't sure if Lennox saw what he did to that Decepticon and to be honest he was internally freaking about it. How in the hell did he melt metal? How the hell did he do it? He thought if he went to Prowl and Jazz and told them and asked what the hell was going on with him, he was sure that they would keep a protective optic on him. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to them or mind how protective they are of him- even though they weren't on Earth for nearly a week- it was just the fact that he didn't want them to freak out in their own protective way and watch him 24/7.

Finally, Nightfire stopped a bit far from the base, hoping that the Autobots wouldn't hear him. "Something happened today."

Lennox nodded. "I know. Those Decepticons are scary."

"They are but it wasn't them," Nightfire said. "It was me. I melted that Decepticon's hand!"

"You did it to save yourself and Sam."

"I know, but… how did I melt metal?" Nightfire sighed. "I didn't mean to intentionally. I just wanted to escape from him."

Lennox couldn't help but smile at the frustrated and nervous boy. "The best thing you could do is talk to your Creators about it." Nightfire gave him a look. "If not, wait, until you're ready to talk to them. In the meantime, we need rest. We have a long day tomorrow."

"Why?" Nightfire asked, when they started to walk back to the base.

Lennox sighed; a very depressed and annoyed sigh. "Galloway."

_(Epps and Lennox Transition)_

The four Decepticons had went back to the Nemesis after their little fight with the Autobots. Barricade went straight to the medbay so Knockout could take a look at him, the other three went off somewhere and he didn't care. They weren't the ones with a melted hand and had to face Megatron and tell him it was a bust because of the damn Autobots. As Knockout was working on his hand, he couldn't stop thinking about that organic that burned him. He couldn't ignore the fact that the organic optics turned bright blue just like…. Prowl when he got angry. Many years ago he heard a rumour that Prowl and Jazz had a sparkling…. Was it possible? Was the rumour actually true? How did his brother's creation turn organic? Barricade groaned in frustration at his thoughts. I'll find out, he vowed to himself.

Knockout straightened himself. "Done." Barricade looked at his hand and he had to admit, Knockout did an amazing job. "I recommend not to let it be melted again."

"Like I had a choice," Barricade growled. He paused looking at the Decepticon medic. "The rumours about my brother… are they true?"

"About him having a sparkling?" Knockout asked as he looked at the hand before deciding that it was good enough to make Barricade leave his medbay. "Possibly. Why the sudden curiosity about Prowl?" He looked at the other Decepticon. "I thought you didn't care about him."

Barricade was silent for a moment. Though him and Prowl had picked sides and were basically enemies, they were still family, and if Prowl had a sparkling it is his business. "Curiosity."

Knockout scoffed, turning his back to Barricade. "Don't know if it is true or not. If it is true, I hope that sparkling is dead." Barricade gave the medic a sharp stare, even though Knockout didn't see his facial expression the intense silence spoke. In a meaningful voice, Knockout said, "It would be better if the sparkling was dead instead of coming face-to-face with Megatron."

_(Epps and Lennox Transition)_

It was getting late; the soldiers that visited the Autobots were either going back to their base or back home. Bumblebee took Sam to his quarters for the young organic to get some rest and Epps was with Hound, listening to Hound's war stories. Nightfire and Lennox, they…. Well, according to Prowl, had went somewhere to chat in private.

Jazz had heard that Ironhide and the others had ran into the Decepticons while trying to make it back to the base with the humans. Jazz didn't have the chance to check on Nightfire to make sure there was nothing wrong with him; Prowl said that he was fine. The thing was he wasn't fine. During the war, when sparklings and younglings were still living, the first reaction to the Decepticons was fear. Insane, paralyzing fear for the young ones and their Creators would receive their feelings through their spark-bond. And that was the problem….

Jazz had felt nothing. Prowl had felt nothing. They should've felt something! Even if it was little ping or something but there was nothing.

Jazz made it to the medbay and let himself in. He found only Ratchet in, checking everything to make sure he had all what he needed. "Where's the other medics?" Jazz asked, making his presence known.

"There is nothing for them to do tonight," Ratchet said, not looking at the Third-in-Command. "First Aid is with Mirage if you are looking for him."

"I'm actually here to talk to you," Jazz said, taking a couple steps forward. Ratchet put down his inventory pad, turned to look at the other bot. "I can't feel him." Ratchet remained silent. "The encounter with the Decepticons today, I should have felt his emotions; I should have sensed he was in trouble!"

"I heard about today from Sideswipe," Ratchet said, giving Jazz the heads up that he knows about the encounter. "Nightfire, well, he's a different situation."

Jazz looked at the medic. "I know he is! Prowl and I can't feel him through the bond!"

Ratchet sighed. "When you found out that he was alive, did you feel it through the bond you share?"

Jazz shook his head. "I heard his voice. My spark fluttered when I knew he was alive but Prowl felt none of that. So what is wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Jazz," Ratchet assured. "Nightfire came to Earth as a Cybertronian, at that time he would have had all Cybertronian aspects. However, the organics found him and with a touch he absorbed the organics' aspects, making him able to live on this planet." Jazz remained silent. "The reason why you and Prowl can't feel him through the bond is that he is organic. Metal and organics do not mix and both sides are refusing each other."

"What does that mean?" Jazz asked.

"It means his Cybertronian self is limited. He may remember everything from his sparkling years, speed, strength and his communication through his mind is the only Cybertronian aspects he will get for now due to his organic body, any more would kill him." Jazz sighed. "Don't fret on it," Ratchet said, comforting his friend. " He'll be Cybertronian soon."

Jazz nodded, slowly. He wasn't happy that for now the family bond wouldn't be open but he would wait. The two bots didn't notice that Lennox and Nightfire came in the medbay until they heard Nightfire ask, "Where's Sire?"

Jazz and Ratchet looked down at the organics. "He's with Prime." Jazz lifted Nightfire and Lennox up. He looked at Lennox. "Epps is still here."

"Yeah…we are just going back to the base tonight, but we'll be here tomorrow," Lennox said. "Galloway and General Morshower is going to be here, and I think it's best if I talk to Prime."

Ratchet put his palm out. "I'm heading that way, I'll take you to him," he said. Lennox gave the medic a smile before jumping onto his hand, he waved to Nightfire as the two walked out of the medbay.

Jazz looked at his mechling. Nightfire looked up at him, giving him a smile before looking at the doors. "Aren't we going to find Sire?"

"Nah, we'll wait for him in the quarters."

_(Epps and Lennox Transition)_

Barricade had just finished telling Megatron what had happened when they were out. He told them about picking up the Autobot signals to the organic that burnt his hand. To be honest, he was expecting the War Lord to yell, hit, or torture him… like he did with the others but mostly Starscream. Barricade might not be the Second-in-Command but he had a lot more victories that Starscream will ever have. Instead, Megatron was silent, hanging to Barricade's every word. Finally, Megatron said, "Soundwave will get Laserbeak to spy on them and tell when they are getting the Allspark and we'll go from there." Barricade nodded. "However, the organic who burnt your hand… you said he was with the Autobots?"

"Indeed, Lord Megatron," Barricade answered. "Do you know who he is?"

"Of course I do," Megatron said. "So does he." He pointed towards the shadows of the room, where an older organic stepped out from.

Barricade was confused. He thought the Decepticons didn't work with any organic creatures. "Who is he?"

Megatron smiled. "He knows who burnt your hand and knows how to easily get to him." Barricade looked at Megatron then back to the organic. "He will help Laserbeak get information of what the Autobots are doing next. Then he would use the one that burnt your hand to bring the Autobots to their end."

Barricade blinked before stepping closer to the organic. "And who, I ask, is you?"

The organic smiled. "Galloway."

A/N: This was a short chapter but I just wanted to work on the next one haha. So about the hints…. There is a hint when Barricade and Knockout is talking. When Ratchet and Jazz are talking before Lennox and Nigthfire comes in. And of course the very last seen.

Sirenix Prime, I hope I explained why Jazz and Prowl couldn't feel Nightfire through their family-bond. It's the fact that he's organic so that means he has limits to his Cybertronian self…but if he gets out of hand with his Cybertronian self he could die.