Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. Windbreaker and Aquaformer are my creations. Yes, I realize that I have used Aquaformer as other names before, but that is another "universe (or story world)." This series or "world/universe" was requested by :iconleilad80: and she was the creator of Bombshell. No slash here. Bombshell gives birth to her three little seekerlings. This is strictly a fan fic. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!

Bombshell was in pain, as she realized her little seekerlings were going to come, and were going to come now. Starscream did his best to help her, as he carried her to the med bay. Bombshell felt relaxed as she lay in her sparkmate's arms, but it still did not help the pain. Starscream, for as calm as he appeared, was nervous, as these were his first sparklings and the war was still going on, but one look at his sparkmate, Bombshell, and Starscream refocused himself so he could be her rock in this time of her need.

When they reached the med bay, Red Alert and Ratchet were shocked as they were not ready for Bombshell to deliver her little seekerlings, but it was not up to them to decide when the little ones came. Thankfully, this day, there was no Decepticon attack, and hence there was no other bot in the med bay. Starscream carefully set his sparkmate down in the birth, and while she was in agony, she hardly let out any sounds, as she was trying to focus on working through the pain so that she would not be too tired to give birth to her and her sparkmate's little triplets.

Red prepped the surgical suite in case it was necessary while Ratchet approached the couple. Being more experienced, Ratchet felt it was important that he deliver the little ones as Red had no experience in delivering seekerlings, which were very fragile bots to deliver as they were not as bulky as many other types of transformers. Ratchet noticed that Bombshell's port was as dilated was going to get and that the first seekerling was trying to make its way out. Bombshell was trying not to scream but was tightly squeezing her mate's hand as she pushed the first seekerling out. Ratchet caught the little one, a Red, blue and white mech, and Starscream named it Starscream junior, as it looked just like him (yes there is a reason for this). The little one was a screamer, there was no question about that, as the little one screamed about being in the unfamiliar environment.

Before ratchet could do anything more than set the first one aside, the second seekerling came popping out, another little mech seekerling, but this one's colors were Green and white. Starscream upon seeing the little one, who was an exact twin to his brother, named the little one Windbreaker. Starscream had to laugh as right after he named the little one, the little one let out a very foul exhaust fume. Yep, Windbreaker was aptly named. And while he was a screamer as well, he was not quite as loud as his twin, as he was more of a laughing little one than a crier.

The last little seekerling was being difficult, as she was in breech and was not turning so that she could come out. And having noticed that Bombshell was getting too tired, and that the unborn sparklings spark rate was slowing, Ratchet decided it was best to take the last little one out by C-section. Starscream was worried, but he did not want it to show, and so he pushed it aside so that he could be supportive of his sparkmate, who was nervous about getting a c-section and the health of her last little one. Ratchet, the experienced medic, knew just how to calm the expectant mother down and soon she was relaxed enough that he could start the procedure.

Starscream watched over the curtain as ratchet began to remove Bombshell's abdominal armor. Once the armor was removed, Ratchet knew exactly where to go to find the little femme who had been defiant enough that she was not going to come out naturally, but ratchet also realized that this little femme also had the energon cord wrapped around her neck several times, and if this femme had tried to go out the natural way, she would have strangled herself on the cord. Since she was coming out by c-section, ratchet could easily cut the cord from around the little one's neck, and then was able to deliver the good sized femme seeker. The little femme was blue and green, and because he coloring reminded him of water, Starscream named the little femme Aquaformer.

Ratchet replaced Bombshell's armor while Starscream looked at his three little seekerlings, and while they all had the same jet mode, they were very different in personalities. While Starscream Jr. and Windbreaker were screamers, little Aquaformer was quiet and serene as she knew he brothers made all the noises for her. And once Bombshell's armor was back together, she joined her mate and looked at their three beautiful seekerlings. And while Bombshell was still in a little bit of pain, it melted away as she saw the fruit of her labor and felt the love from her sparkmate over whelming her.

(A couple of days later)

Bombshell and Starscream were finally able to take their little seekerlings home. Starscream, being the good sparkmate he was, had made a nursery for the little ones with 2 crib berths. The two little mechs would share while little Aquaformer would get her own crib. Starscream was still in shock as the reality that he was now a father set in. He loved the little seekerlings and was very protective of them. And while most Autobots were allowed to see the little ones, Starscream was very picky as to who could handle them, especially little Aquaformer. The thing that surprised Starscream the most was how well little Aquaformer took to two particular mechs, Optimus Prime and Jetfire, as little Aquaformer rarely like anyone outside of mom, dad, and her brothers.

(A few months later)

It was early morning and Bombshell had slipped out of her recharging sparkmate's arms to go see the sunrise, as she just needed some time to herself. The little ones were all deep in a peaceful recharge, and so Bombshell snuck outside the safety of the base to watch the sunrise and collect her thoughts. Unknown to her, there was an evil presence that she had failed to detect. But thinking that no one was around, Bombshell sat on the hill watching as the burning yellow orb slowly ascended into the morning sky; it was going to be another beautiful spring day.

The evil presence watched as a beautiful femme came out of the Autobot base to sit and watch the sunrise. The red and green femme's armor shone brilliantly in the morning sun, as the pinks, oranges, and reds of the morning sky accentuated the femme's beauty even more. This evil presence, thoroughly engrossed in watching the femme, soon checked to see if there were any other bots around. Seeing no mechs nearby, the evil presence got closer and closer. He paused for a moment as he took notice of her cat like ears and her tail wagging sexily in the morning sunlight. He now had a plan; oh yes, he had a plan to capture this gorgeous femme. i I can't believe my luck /i thought the presence i this is almost too good to be true. /i

Bombshell, unaware that the enemy had seen her had forgotten to set her alarms or she would have realized what was coming, but by the time her cat like sensors kicked in, it was too late and she had been captured. The stronger presence held her still and scratched her behind her ears. Unknowingly using her Achilles heel, the femme melted into the arms of the one who captured her. She purred as she had no control, but she did send a data burst to her sparkmate, that she was being attacked, but by the time Starscream got there, Starscream found his sparkmate Bombshell passed out and being unwillingly molested by a bot that Starscream could not stand in the least. Starscream could only watch as the Cheshire cat grin on the other mech's face was the last thing to fade as the evil mech took Starscream's sparkmate away from him.

i I will get you /i thought Starscream, i and when I do, you will regret it.