Title: Secrets

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Transformers belong to Hasbro

So I finally got around to uploading the next chapter for this story as well. Both Tehimarshial and I would like to thanks for everyone reading and reviewing!


Prowl sat silently in his room, sitting in his standard meditative pose on the floor, facing his tree. It had been exactly two hours since Lizy had told him that she was pregnant, and he had used the time since then attempting to relax and process the information further.

She had apparently been seeing someone behind his back, and as a result, she was now pregnant. It had taken Prowl a while to fully absorb that information into his processor, and to get past the worst of the shock and anger. Now he was much more relaxed and centered, thanks to his self-discipline and his meditation techniques, but anger and disappointment still remained.

Just what had she been thinking? There were many things going through his mind that he could tell her, and that he wanted to tell her. But he didn't even know what to say, or where to begin. All he knew was that he was very disappointed with her. Sneaking out of the base without permission was one thing, but this…

There was a soft knock on the door. Prowl remained motionless for a moment, not wanting to be disturbed. But the knock persisted, a little more loudly this time, so he finally sighed and rose, turning to face the door. "Yes?" he said.

The door opened and Ratchet stepped in, carrying Lizy on his hand. "Well, Prowl," the medic sighed, "Lizy and I have just informed everyone else about her… status, so to speak. And I've checked her over thoroughly—she and the sparkling are in excellent health." With that, the medic lowered his hand to the floor, and Lizy got off. "I'll leave you two to sort this out," Ratchet said simply, and turned to leave.

As soon as the door closed behind the medic, Prowl turned his back on Lizy and sat back down facing his tree. He heard a choke sound come from the girl, but he neither acknowledge it nor did he acknowledge her.

She shuffled her feet, his audios picking up the movement in the otherwise quiet room. "I'm sorry," she whispered, knowing that he could hear her.

Again he continued to ignore her and Lizy was feeling worse and worse, each second he didn't talk to her. Thinking that he wasn't going to forgive her or talk, Lizy turned and made to leave the room. Perhaps, she should give him some more time to adjust to the news that was delivered.

"You do know, it's going to take me a long time to forgive you for this," he spoke softly she almost missed hearing him talking.

Lizy stopped and looked towards Prowl, but his back was still towards her. "I know and I'm willing to do anything to gain your trust again." He didn't answer her and she took that as her cue to leave the room.

Since she really didn't feel like sitting alone quietly in her room, Lizy went and headed to the roof.

Once she was on the roof, she sat down and quietly burst into tears. Prowl was mad at her and he had every right to be. On top of that, she now had a baby on the way and she had no idea what she was going to do about that. She didn't want to be a mother, but now she had no choice, because she was pregnant and nothing was going to change that fact.

Several minutes passed, and she released all of her anger, embarrassment and anguish into a flood of tears and a few gut-wrenching sobs. Part of her kept looking around, hoping to see Prowl come and tell her that everything was okay, but she was all alone. That made the ache in her heart even worse.

Then she began to feel mad at him, and Zac too. Yes it was her own fault for agreeing to get intimate with Zac, but maybe he should have just stayed away. Although at the same time, part of her hated herself for even thinking that. No, she hadn't wanted Zac to stay away, she had wanted that just as much as he had. But she was mad at Prowl too, because he had done so much for her, and even assured her that he would never hate her. Now he wasn't even talking to her.

Part of Lizy wondered if Prowl actually hated her right now. But somehow… in spite of everything, she doubted it. At least, she hoped he didn't hate her. But as she ran his words through her mind, she simply remembered him saying that it would take a long time for him to forgive her, he did not say he hated her.


"Lizy?" A familiar voice brought her out of her thoughts, and it wasn't Prowl. Her head snapped up, and she saw Zac approaching her. She then felt two things at once. The first thing she felt was a gush of pure joy at seeing him, and she wanted to fall into his arms. But at the same time, she felt absolutely furious.

The latter emotion won out, because she stood up rather abruptly, stamped over him, and slapped him across the face, hard.

Zac yelped and took a hasty step backward. "What the hell—Lizy!" he exclaimed, placing his hand on his cheek, rubbing it. "Why did you do that?!"

"BECAUSE I'M PREGNANT."

Zac's jaw dropped, and he stumbled backward, nearly falling. Lizy then gave him a shove in the chest, which sent him crashing down on his butt.

Then the two of them stared at each other, with Lizy standing over him, glaring with her hands on her hips. Zac just stared up at her, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

After a few long moments of silence, Lizy finally turned her back on him and folded her arms. "Zac… I'm not sure if I even want you here right now," she said.

Zac started to scramble to his feet, stammering, trying to think of something to say, anything at all, but he was in too much shock to say anything. But what happened next prevented both of them from saying anything.

A tall, dark figure appeared out of the shadows, glaring down at each of them, and then its gaze settled on Zac, who gasped at the sight of it and scooted backwards a little.

Lizy looked up at her father, then turned to look at Zac. After glaring at each of them, Lizy finally said, "Zac… meet my father, Prowl."

Prowl turned and regarded the man on the ground who continued to open and closed his mouth. Prowl reached out a hand and gripped the boy in it, who was looking more scared then ever. "Why are you here? You have caused enough trouble here already."

The boy eyes darted over to Lizy, who was watching them silently, but was not coming to his rescue. His eyes then looked back at Prowl, who had not released his grip on the boy. "Who are you?

The boy gulped and answered in a feeble voice. "Za... Zac" he gasped.

Prowl frowned and turned towards Lizy who was looking down at the ground, rather then up at them. He turned back to Zac who look to be pleading with Lizy for some help. "We need to talk Lizy. I would like you to go and leave us be." Prowl spoke.

Lizy walked by without a word, knowing better to do as he said rather then argue back. Arguing would get her nowhere and probably make Prowl trust her less. So just before she went back through the hole that leads to her room, she looked back at the two and sent out a silent message for them both to be all right.


Prowl waited until his daughter was gone, before turning his visor back to Zac.

A moment of silence passed, and Zac realized that Prowl was possibly scanning him. This assumption was confirmed when the Autobot said, "You are part Cybertronian. Where did this technology come from?"

"I don't know," Zac said, a bit too quickly.

Prowl narrowed his optics. "I want you to tell me everything that you know right now." His tone had taken on a growl that made Zac flinch. "How did you become part Cybertronian, and where did the technology come from?"

Zac's mind began to race, especially when he thought of D.J. She was still stuck in Powell's building, and if he told Prowl about all of this, there was no telling what would happen to her. Although for that matter, there was no telling what Prowl would do to him right now if he didn't cooperate.

Prowl proceeded to glare at him, and continued to hold him securely in his hand. Zac gulped, and looked away just to stop looking at those piercing, angry optics. "The man I'm working for did this to me… and my sister," he said slowly, hoping to say as little as possible. "But my sister isn't well. Her body didn't adapt to the technology and sometimes she's in a lot of pain because of it. Powell threatened to do something terrible to her if I didn't do what he said."

Oops. He hadn't meant to say Powell's name at all. It just slipped out, before he even realized he had said it. And upon hearing it, Prowl seemed to tense, and then the Autobot growled with anger.

"Powell." Prowl said, and there was a lot of venom packed into that one word as he said it. From the way he said it, Zac figured there was something that he didn't know. Maybe the two of them had interacted before. If so, Zac was getting even more nervous, something which he didn't know was possible, right at that moment at least.

Prowl's visor locked onto him again and Zac would have run in the opposite direction if he could. "Where is Powell? I want you to take me to him." The ninja hissed.

Zac gulped and nodded his head quickly, thinking it was better not to argue. Prowl moved to the edge of the roof and jumped down, landing lightly onto the ground. Zac barely even felt a jar, with how soft the robot landed. If he hadn't been there himself he never would have realized robots could be quiet.

Prowl put him down a little too roughly on the ground, before he changed into a sleek black and gold motorcycle. Zac stared at the bike, wonder if he could chance it and make a run for it.

"Don't even think it," the motorcycle growled as if knowing what the boy was thinking. "Get on."

Zac jumped at the order and quickly complied as the motorcycle took off quickly. "Where is Powell's base of operations?" he asked of the boy.

"It's on the south side. It's a big brick building on 9th and Clark Street," answered Zac.

Prowl speed up, turning on his sirens and making whatever cars and other vehicles were on the street to move out of the way. It didn't take them long to get there, Prowl having broken every speed record just to get there. He was there for a reason and this time he was going to make sure Powel never went through his business again.

Zac got off the bike, as it quickly turned back into the robot, who then walked off not bothering to cast him another glance. He thought about making a run for it, but then Prowl looked back at him and waved his hand.

Deciding it was best to follow he did so making sure to stay behind the robot the whole time. They entered through the building due to an unlocked back door, Prowl being silent as he did so.

The hallways were empty as their silent footsteps echoed around it. Zac wondered where exactly everyone was, thinking that there should be more people around. There was always someone around no matter what time of day it was.

His thoughts were answered as a shout came from nowhere and then several things happened at once. First a bright light filled his eyes, rendering him blind for a minute or so. The second was the cry of Prowl who seemed to be howling in pain.

Then the cries died down and the light disappeared all together. Zac brought his hands down from around his face where he had put them up. Lying on the ground before him was Prowl, who was groaning but currently tied up.

Somehow his arms had been cuffed behind him and he was rendered useless without them.

Clapping was heard and Zac looked up to see Powell standing nearby, clapping his hands together. "Well done my boy, I thank you for bringing him to me."

"What are you talking about?" Zac asked, not understanding what was happening. However the look Prowl was giving him, was one of pure loathing.

Powell only laughed. "Why you helped me remember. I asked you to go out and get me my last item and you have done so." Indicating the black and gold robot.

Zac shook his head back and forth. "No, it wasn't me." Looking at Prowl who was growling at him. "I swear, I didn't know. YOU SET ME UP." He yelled at Powell.

The fat man only laughed as he waved his hand and up came some guys who began dragging Prowl away. "Thank you Zac, you have done good my son." Powell said as he turned and followed after the others.

Zac scared turned and ran heading back outside, knowing that he had to get to the Autobot's for help.

"Zac."

Zac turned when he heard someone say his name. Powell and the others had already gone, taking the captive Prowl in tow. But D.J. was coming toward him now, her face pale but her expression determined.

"Donna," Zac said, calling her by her full first name rather than her nickname, "you shouldn't be out here. You should be in bed, it's safer there—"

"Oh please, Zac," D.J. said, rolling her eyes. "No one is safe here anymore. I saw what they did to that robot. If they could take down another one besides where this came from," she tapped the metal on her cheek indicatively, "they might be able to do anything. And they need to be stopped."

D.J. sighed. "You get out there and… get help. I'll see what I can do here."

"D.J. I want you to go back to your room!" Zac hissed.

"And I want you to quit worrying about me!" D.J. shot back. "I don't have any control over Wolfgang, because he only listens to Powell, but I think Imp really likes me. I'll see if I can get her to cause some mischief around here, if nothing else. Maybe I can even try to free Prowl. Now get the hell out of here!"

Zac pondered over that idea, not really sure if he wanted to leave her alone like that. "Come with me?" he asked

D.J. shook her head and moved away. "No, someone has to help him and you need to go get help." With that she moved off down the hall, disappearing before Zac could call her back.

Anger at himself for not stopping her, Zac turned and left running out the back door in which he and Prowl had just arrived. Earlier he was terrified of having meet the robot, but now he wanted to help him out.

To do that he had to get back to the Autobot base and ask them for their help. The only snag he was running into was the fact that his bike was already at the base and it was a long way to run.

Right he had to find a taxi and get there as soon as he could.