A/N: So yeah, this one's not as fluffy as the others ones before this, but I thought it was pretty cool. Just a reminder that these chapters DO NOT follow immediately after each other, so don't be too surprised if Harmony knows more words.

Family is forever – Chapter 9 – Visor

Inquisitively beeping and poking at the box she was next to, Harmony frowned. The funny grey mech who talked a lot that had been watching her had fallen into recharge, so she had crawled out of his room quietly and found herself in this one. There just seemed to be lots and lots of boxes. So then she had began to explore.

"Big box," she said, poking at it again, sliding a finger under the top flap and opening it. Tipping it over, she patted the Styrofoam peanuts that flooded out, clicking and beeping at them. Picking a few up between her hands, she lightly squeezed them, giggling at the noise they made.

"Crunch! Crunchy foam," Harmony pronounced, letting the Styrofoam fall back onto the ground.

Looking around, the white femmeling decided that she was bored and wanted to go somewhere else.

Crawling towards the door, she beeped worriedly as she saw it was closed. She was sure she had left it open so she could wiggle out after she had explored. Harmony frowned. She couldn't stand yet, but was getting there, and even then she would be too small to reach the door pad. Sitting back on her little aft, the sparkling brought a hand up and sucked on her thumb. She didn't realise until now, but she was hungry.

Harmony wanted her papa and her dad, they knew what to give her so her little tank wouldn't rumble. She squeaked indignantly. She wanted her energon, and it was no fair that the door was closed.

A little message popped up in her developing HUD.

The small doorwing nubs on her back wiggled as she looked at the message. She didn't understand it, but knew enough words to recognise 'yes' and 'no.' Deciding to see what the message meant, she thought 'yes.'

Harmony let out a loud squeal of surprise. An optic band clicked down from a space in her helm, the new glass glinting in the low light of the room, the same azure as Jazz's. Little sparkling hands came up to feel at the new addition to her frame, cooing as she realised it made everything sharper. A small panel on the HUD of the visor had some options. Curiously, she selected one of them.

Everything immediately went into a world of blue and purple, and in surprise, Harmony looked down and saw that her hands and legs were red and orange in this view.

Tilting her helm to the side and tapping one of her sensory horns in thought, the femme wondered if this view meant that things that were warm were more red, and things that weren't went blue. Scanning her new gaze over the room, she saw something come up as a green tinged. Something told her it was all right, and she crawled quickly over to it, trusting the optic band over her optics, just like papa's.

"Vi…sor," she mumbled to herself. That's what she heard her daddy calling it anyway.

The green was right in front of her now, and something light was brushing across her face. Harmony wanted the visor to retract, and 'thought' it like she had done before. It worked, and the azure band clicked back into the compartment in her helm.

"Smart vis…or," Harmony cooed, patting her helm, before looking at what the visor had shown her.

It was an open air vent, the air conditioning that ran through the base flowing out of the decent sized gap. Harmony giggled slightly as she felt the cool air brush against her little faceplates again.

"Papa? Daddy?" she called, hearing her voice echo and wondering if she should crawl into the vent. Maybe it would take her somewhere near her creators and they could help her out. On the chances of it, it would be better to go in the vent and crawl around, hoping that someone would notice her rather than stay in this room. Making her decision, she climbed in.

The metal of the vent was cold, and the air inside made her winglet nubs feel weird. She squeaked once, not liking it, but moved on, crawling through and into another vent.

To pass the time and hopefully so someone would find her and give her tank some energon, Harmony began to make sparkling noises and humming to herself. Papa always seemed to be humming to himself, and it was such a nice sound. In fact, she really enjoyed it when either of her creators sang. Her papa was better, but daddy was also a really nice singer.

The air suddenly seemed to get colder. The white sparkling shivered, wishing that her horns and doorwing nubs weren't so sensitive, but crawled on.

She was going to find someone no matter what.

Prowl couldn't keep the concerned look off his face as Jazz came out of Bluestreak's quarters, looking just as worried as he was.

"Blue's torn up about it. Keeps beggin' me and ya to forgive him, and Ah have, but…yeah, he's freakin'" Jazz said. "Ah don't blame him. Poor bot was buggered after patrol with the incident with Reflector, but he was the only one. Can't blame Harmony either for being curious."

Prowl vented before saying, "As well as that may be, this is a large ship and our sparkling could be anywhere."

"Don't worry, love, we'll find out lil' darlin'. Besides, ya know Harmony. She don't like bein' alone for too long," reassured the visored mech, taking his bondmates hand and leaning into his side. Prowl pressed a fleeting kiss to a sensory horn before pulling away, still worrying about his daughter.

His battle computer was only adding to the worries.

There was a 30% chance that Harmony had somehow escaped the Ark and was now outside, lost and alone, and out of that 30%, there was a 15.6% chance that the Decepticons had found her and taken her away, either to be held as a bargaining chip or to be reformatted into a Decepticon sparkling. The thought made his tank want to purge. There was a 60% chance that Harmony had merely gotten lost in some room or was hiding. And the last 10%...

Prowl didn't think on it further as Jazz calmed him through the bond, sending his love through.

"Don't worry babe, we'll find her. Ah can feel her through the bond, and she's lookin' for us. We just can't see where she is," Jazz stated, and then froze, prompting his lover, who was about to reply, to look at him oddly.

"Jazz, what are you-"

"Shh! Ah think Ah can hear her," whispered the saboteur, looking off into the distance with a mask of concentration. The tactician stilled, trusting Jazz. The saboteur's audials were the best. If he could hear their sparkling, then it was most likely true.

Jazz stayed still for a moment more, before grabbing Prowl's hand and marching off at a brisk pace. "Ah think Ah know where she is…but it's weird, like she's movin' in the ceilin'," the slightly smaller black and white told the other.

"Are you telling me Harmony's in the vents?" Prowl demanded incredulously.

Jazz didn't answer, focusing on the snatches and snippet's of sparkling babble and the occasional 'papa!' or 'daddy!'

They were finally in the science hall, labs on each side of the hallway, and both mechs could clearly hear their sparkling humming to herself somewhere above them. Spotting the nearest vent, the tactician went under it and looked up, just as little sparkling pedes went out of view.

"Harmony!" Prowl called, hearing their daughter coo and squeal excitedly, shuffling around in the vent before peering her adorable little face down at them through the small gaps in the vent.

"Daddy!" Harmony squealed excitedly.

Finally, she'd found them! It felt like she had crawled for forever. Now all she wanted to do is cuddle up with her creators, drink some energon and go into recharge. Clapping her hands, she saw her carrier come into view and she burbled at him before cooing, "Papa, I'm hungry."

Jazz grinned at his little sparkling and replied, "I bet you are, darlin'. But you gave us a bit of a scare, ya know."

"Ooh…how you and daddy scared by me?" Harmony frowned.

"Because we were very worried when we couldn't find you. We thought that something bad had happened," the Praxian mech explained patiently to his creation, watching as she absorbed the information.

"But me explore!" Harmony giggled after a while, making both of her parents smile. She then asked, "Me get down now?"

"Sure, we'll do it now. Just back away from the vent, sweetspark, and Papa will come up to get you," Jazz replied, shaking his helm in amusement as Harmony did so. They would have to install a GPS on her frame so they would know where she was all of the time just in case she wanted to explore again. Prowl caught onto that thought in their bond and said out loud, "Good idea. Might save us the spark attack."

Chuckling at his bondmate, Jazz, using his special ops skills, leapt up and opened the vent, scooping up the femmeling and tucking her into his side. Dropping to the ground, the TIC held Harmony out to Prowl who already had his feeding tube extended out of his wrist, ready for Harmony to take. Letting out a happy coo, the white sparkling snuggled into her sparker's arms and contentedly sucked on the energon she'd hungered for. She felt her dad move, and she hoped they were all going back home. She wanted snuggles.

"Aw, love, she's adorable even when she's been cheeky," the saboteur whispered.

"Don't encourage her, or she'll be as incorrigible as you or the twins," the chevroned mech retorted with a smirk.

Jazz merely laughed, slinging an arm over his bondmates shoulders as they walked into their quarters, relieved to have found their daughter safe and sound.

A/N; So what did everyone think of Harmony's little adventure?

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