Title: Secrets

Rating: M

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Several hours had passed since everyone had gotten back to the Autobot base, safe and sound. Ratchet however, was quite busy for a while, since he had to repair some minor damage to Prowl and then give Zac and D.J. an examination. This was the first time he had seen the two "new" techno-humans, so he wanted to make sure they were alright.

First he examined D.J., and determined that her condition was stable for the most part, but that her systems had not adapted very well when the circuitry and armor were but into her body. Ratchet was able to make a few minor adjustments on her systems to help a bit, but he determined that she would never be able to take much emotional stress or physical duress, because some of her systems were unstable. So long as she took it easy and did not exert herself, she would be fine for the most part. But a lot of intense emotions or a lot of physical action would likely cause her seizers for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry about it," Lizy smirked from her corner of the med bay. She was standing near Zac—although not too close, since neither of them wanted to risk getting Prowl upset. "You can just do monitor duty, Donna."

"Thanks a lot," D.J. grumbled from the berth she was on.

Ratchet chuckled a little. "Don't count on it," Optimus Prime said. "We all still have to take turns with monitor duty."

"Yeah, unfortunately," Bumblebee said, rolling his eyes. "Has to be the most boring job in the universe!"

"Other than inventory, you mean," Bulkhead chimed in.

"Alright, Zac, I'm going to examine you next," Ratchet said, and lowered his hand for the young man to hop on.

Lizy watched as the boy did as he was told, Ratchet setting him onto the table and began looking over him.

The medic ran a few scans over Zac, then after a few moments he announced, "Well, Zac here seems to be in excellent shape, much like Lizy. It seems that his systems adapted far better than Lizy's had. However, there is something here that doesn't make sense."

"What is it?" Optimus asked, before anyone else had the chance.

"Lizy does not have a spark, so I thought that the spark in her baby may have come from Zac," Ratchet answered slowly. "But Zac does not have a spark either." The medic frowned, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "Lizy," he said, bending down and extending his hand to her, "I would like to run another quick scan on you."

Lizy rolled her eyes, but complied. Once Ratchet placed her on the table, he scanned both of them over a few times. Then finally, the medic said, "This just doesn't make sense… the DNA in the protoform reads as being both Lizy's and Zac's, but that doesn't explain where the spark came from. Unless…" Ratchet trailed off.

"Unless what?" Prowl pressed when the doc-bot fell silent.

"Lizy," Ratchet said, turning his full attention to the girl, "where you and Zac anywhere near the Allspark when you, ah… interfaced?"

Zac coughed and glanced away, knowing exactly what he was referring to. Lizy was looking down at her shoes and toying with her hair a little. "Yes… we were right next to it," she said without looking at Ratchet. "In fact… while we were… uh, you know… the Allspark actually shined a light on us." She blushed and bowed her head, obviously hoping that everyone would drop the subject.

"I don't think the sparkling was created by Lizy and Zac," Ratchet concluded, half to himself.

"What do you mean? It's not really their baby?" Bulkhead asked.

"No, I already said that it has both Lizy's and Zac's DNA," Ratchet said tersely. "What I'm saying is that there's something about it that, well… they couldn't have possibly created it on their own. The presence of a spark in the baby proves that. So I think the Allspark must have played a large role in the creation of the protoform that is growing inside Lizy right now."

"Lizy," she turned at the sound of her name to see Prowl approach the table, standing directly over her. Zac glanced up nervously then looked away, staring down at the floor, but Prowl didn't seem to be paying him any attention. The ninja-bot held down his hand for Lizy as she looked up at him. "I want to talk to you… alone," looking around at the others.

She nodded and got up onto his hand, before Prowl stood to his full height and carried her out of the med bay. He didn't walk very far before coming to his room, making sure to close the door behind him.

Once insides he set her gently down on the ground next to the tree, before sitting next to her on the ground. It was a while before either of them said anything.

Prowl was the first to break that. "I'm sorry."

Lizy startled at his apology. "I'm sorry, what?"

Prowl hung his head slightly. "I'm sorry for over reacting earlier. It wasn't my intention. What Ratchet had just said not to long ago, made me realize how harsh I was towards you."

"Prowl, you don't have too?" she said.

Prowl held up a hand to silence her. "No Lizy I do. I had thought you were being irresponsible for getting yourself pregnant, but I see now that that wasn't it."

"Um yeah but… me and Zac still uh, you know." Lizy coughed, not wanting to finish her sentence, but she could Prowl would get what she was trying to say anyway.

"Lizy, what you did was a natural instinct for your species."

"PROWL," she yelled completely embarrassed with his forwardness

He chuckled. "Sorry, forgot humans weren't as forwards as us. But please understand that I did not want to hurt you."

Lizy was silent for a moment, obviously trying to contain her embarrassment, but she then seemed to recover. "Yeah well… I can understand why you reacted like that. But I was really worried you would hate me after I told you, you know?"

Prowl shook his head. "I could never hate you Lizy. You are my daughter and I am proud to call you that.

Lizy swallowed. Even if it didn't matter now, somehow she just had to ask this anyway. "So what if the baby really was me and Zac's fault? You told me before that it would take you a long time to forgive me… back when you thought that was the case."

He sighed. "I wouldn't hate you just be disappointed that you weren't more responsible. I know you are a responsible person Lizy, you just don't apply it like you should."

Frowning slightly, Lizy asked, "What do you mean?"

Prowl was silent for a moment, obviously trying to think of how to reply to that. Finally, he said, "Lizy, it just seems like sometimes when myself or the others grow to trust you, to believe that you wouldn't do something foolish, you go ahead and do it anyway. Such as leaving the base without permission, and then becoming pregnant." Prowl frowned. "How can we ever trust you to do the right thing, or to behave responsibly, when it seems like you have to keep doing things that betray the trust that we—that I—have placed in you?"

Lizy looked down, knowing that everything he was saying was true. The autobot's had placed their trust in her. Prowl had placed his trust in her and she had broken it by doing those things.

"I guess I'm sorry as well Prowl."

"Lizy, I just want you to try your best to show better judgment and be responsible," Prowl said in response, "for your child's sake if nothing else." He cocked his head to one side. "You don't want your son or daughter running off and doing the things you've done to me, do you?"

She shook her head. "No, I don't. I understand what you are asking Prowl and I promise not to be irresponsible anymore."

"Good, I hope you won't be," Prowl said. "But I also want you to know that I will be there for you, to help you, when the baby is born."

She smiled up at him. "Thanks Prowl for everything." He smiled as well placing his hand down and she instantly climbed on. Then he lifted her up bringing Lizy closer in order to hug her, something she returned.


Lizy was relaxing in her room, stretching out on her back and gazing up at the beam of light that poured through the hole in the roof, her eyes half-closed. She felt the baby kicking a bit more than usual, and she found herself stroking her abdomen, in an attempt to sooth it down.

It took her a moment to realize that her breathing had quickened, and then her stomach muscles tensed. She placed a hand on her forehead, wondering if she was sick. Then, to her horror and delight, a thought came to her.

It was TIME.

She sat straight up, forcing herself to breath deeply. If this was the time, she knew that she would be delighted to finally get this baby out of her and not have to worry about drinking extra energon or feeling like she was carrying a lead ball in her stomach. But at the same time she wasn't sure if she was really ready to be a mother…

However, if it was time… then it was TIME.

She got up and began to stagger toward the door. Once she stepped out of her room, she spotted D.J., who just happened to be passing by.

D.J.'s eyes widened when she saw Lizy. "Whoa, Lizy, what's wrong?" the girl asked. "You okay?"

Lizy breathed deeply, clutching at her belly. "I think… it's time!" she said.

D.J.'s jaw dropped, and she looked like she wasn't sure what to do. So she simply panicked. "Oh my God!" she half-shouted, and began looking around frantically. "RATCHET!" she yelled. "PROWL! PRIME! ANYBODY! HELP!"

Lizy groaned. Thanks a lot, Donna, she thought.

She didn't have to worry long before the sound of heavy footsteps came their way. Both girls looked up to see everyone round a corner and come to an abrupt stop before them.

Ratchet pushed his way to the front. "What? What's a matter?"

Lizy looked up at him with a small smile. "The baby's coming."

A yell came from Bumblebee as the yellow and black bot ran in the opposite direction. The lecture he had gotten from Sari left the little bot forever scared.

The others watched him go before turning back to Lizy who was breathing heavily now. Ratchet moved forwards and picked the girl up taking her back to the med bay.

When Ratchet arrived in the med bay and placed Lizy down on one of the beds, he turned to glance over his shoulder just to see who had followed him. Prowl had entered the room behind him, although Ratchet wasn't the least bit surprised there. Prime and D.J. lingered just outside the doorway, both of them looking uneasy and nervous. Bulkhead was nowhere to be seen, so he was probably hiding somewhere like Bee was.

"Um, let me know when Lizy's protoform is out and active," was all that Prime said, before turning and walking away. Apparently he was a bit squeamish himself.

"Okay, I've never done anything like this before," Ratchet said slowly, turning his full attention to Lizy. "But I believe you are supposed to take slow, deep breaths." Ratchet then began to pay attention to his internal clock. "And help me keep track of the… contractions, I believe they're called. Each time you feel pain in your abdomen, let me know. It is when the pain begins happening in even, frequent intervals that the baby is ready to come out."

Ratchet glanced down at D.J., who had apparently worked up the courage to move up beside him. "Kid, I'm going to need your help," the doc-bot said, lowering his hand to her.

D.J. blinked. "My help?" she said. "Doing what?"

"I want you to help me handle the protoform once it's born," Ratchet replied, indicating her to get onto his hand. "When it is born, it will be very, very fragile, and I don't want to risk harming it with my large hands. So you're going to have to help me."

D.J.s face went stark white, but the girl nodded somewhat and moved closer to Lizy. They watched as she rolled up her sleeves and waited for Ratchet to instruct her with what to do.

Lizy in the meantime was breathing heavily, feeling the pains come more and more often. Hopefully this birth would be a fast one, she doubted she could be in labor with the pains that were going through her.

Prowl stood a short distance away, staying out of the way but standing close enough to watch. He knew that his daughter was in the best care possible, and he did not want to interfere, but he would not miss this for anything.

A couple of hours dragged by. Prowl remained perfectly motionless the entire time, as though only a few seconds had passed. But Lizy was becoming a bit impatient, even a bit exhausted, though Ratchet kept instructing her to breath and to keep telling him when her abdominal region hurt the most, so that he could keep watch on the contractions. D.J. remained still for the most part, although she did flinch at times when Lizy gasped or cried out, and she seemed to be getting a bit antsy overall.

However, D.J. continued to stay exactly where she was, sitting at Lizy's feet with a white towel on her lap and a small metallic instrument in her hand. Ratchet had given both items to D.J. so that she could wrap the baby in the towel when it was born, and use the metal device to cut the umbilical cord.

Finally, at the start of the third hour of waiting, Lizy gasped sharply, and Ratchet deduced that it was time. The med-bot turned on his scanners to full, and D.J. moved forward, kneeling between Lizy's legs. It was at that moment that she noticed that both of Lizy's legs were covered with metal—her right leg was covered with black and gold metal, her left leg had purple metal. However she quickly dismissed it, since this was not the time to focus on that.

"Alright Lizy," Ratchet said gently but firmly, "get ready. When the next big contraction comes, push down as hard as you can."

Lizy nodded, too busy breathing to make any reply. D.J. spread the towel on the bed's surface between Lizy's legs, and waited. Ratchet went and got another towel, and handed it to D.J. "Leave that one there, and wrap the baby in this one when it comes out," the medic instructed, and D.J. nodded.

Several minutes passed. Lizy had a couple of big contractions, during which she tried to push, and it felt like agony was erupting in her abdominal region. D.J. seemed to have a permanent wince set in her features as Lizy continued to breath, moan, and scream. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Prowl wearing a concerned frown on his features, but she tuned him out.

Finally, the baby began to emerge, and D.J. got her secondary towel ready. After a couple of minutes, and a couple of big pushes from Lizy, the baby finally emerged, and D.J. took it into the towel. Lizy panted breathlessly, although her moaning and screams had stopped.

D.J. wiped the baby down with the towel, cleaning it off as best she could, and then Ratchet produced a third clean towel for her to wrap the baby in. Obviously the medic had done his research and was well-prepared for this. At least, as well-prepared as an alien robot could be.

The baby's eyes blinked, and then it began to wail softly in her arms. She smiled down at it, knowing that she was now officially an Aunt. She then looked the baby over, and flashed a smile at everyone in the room. "It's a girl," she said.

D.J. then performed the final step, after Ratchet reminded her—it was something she'd almost forgotten entirely about. She took the metallic device and gently cut the umbilical cord from the baby's belly. Then, wrapping it up securely in the towel, she stood and moved around to Lizy's side, so that she could place the baby in the mother's arms.

Lizy held the baby close to her, and a large smile broke out on her features as she looked down at her new daughter. The baby wailed softly, and she quietly rocked it in her arms and shushed it.

The baby definitely had the appearance of a half-Cybertronian, including even some metal armor on her body. It seemed she had taken after both her parents a bit, because there seemed to be blue mixed with gold.

Lizy looked up to notice that Prowl was standing right next to her now, and she was a little surprised to see him smiling down at her and her baby. Prowl then very gently reached out and touched the baby's head with the very tip of his finger, then drew his hand back quickly, not wanting to injure or startle the infant.

"It is human tradition to name their children after giving birth," Prowl said after a moment of silence. "What are you going to name her, Lizy?"

Lizy was silent for a moment, then smiled. "Amanda," she said. "It was my real mother's name."

Another silence fell between them, and Ratchet quietly left to tell the others that the baby was born and seemed perfectly healthy. D.J. grinned as the medic left. "I bet Bumblebee is still hiding," she snickered.

Lizy laughed a little, then cuddled her baby closer. Then, as if remembering something, she looked around frantically. "Where is Zac?" she said, frowning. "I haven't seen him."


Zac sat quietly on the roof, cross-legged with his elbows resting on his knees, his forehead resting on his palms. He was lost in thought, trying to decide what the heck to do.

He knew full well that Lizy was giving birth to a baby, or maybe she had even finished delivering it by now; he didn't know one way or another. He had first found out the news when Bumblebee had ran through the main room practically screaming, and Zac had managed to get him to stay still just long enough to blurt the words, "Lizy's giving birth! And I'm getting out of here!" before the yellow bot had transformed taken off out of the base to who knew where.

At first, Zac had been stunned, unsure what to do. Part of him wanted to go in, to be there, but the thought that Prowl was probably going to be in there stopped him. That Autobot was very protective of his daughter, and Zac felt that Lizy was probably lucky to have someone who cared about her so much.

The truth was, Zac felt as though he would never be good enough for Lizy. He would never be the right kind of person in Prowl's eyes, especially since he had worked for Powell, the very man who changed Lizy into being half-Cybertronian, and Zac himself had done some terrible things. He had even been partially responsible for Prowl's capture at Powell's office, even though he had been set up.

Zac had spent a couple of hours simply driving around the city on his motorcycle, yet somehow he ended up coming back. But rather than go see anyone, he simply climbed up onto the roof, sitting in the very spot where he and Lizy had shared their first kiss. Now he was just sitting there, trying to decide what to do.

He wanted to see Lizy, and he wanted to see the baby. But he also felt like he didn't want to intrude.

A shadow fell over him and Zac turned quickly to find Prowl standing over him. He turned back around and looked back over the city as the autobot sat down besides him.

It was quiet for a few minutes before Prowl spoke. "You missed the birthing process."

Zac sighed looking down at his hands. "I know, I just…" trailing off.

"Just what Zac?" asked Prowl, making Zac flinch from the tone he used. "You missed the birth of your own daughter and you know the worst part. She asked for you afterwards. The father of the sparkling should have been there with her the whole time."

Zac flinched again. "I warned you before, you hurt my daughter and you will wish you never had. Right now I want to know, why you are not down there enjoying the birth of your daughter."

"I'm scared," was all the boy had said.

Prowl startled by the boy's forwardness, pulled back unsure of how to proceed.

After a moment's silence, Prowl asked in a somewhat gentler tone, "What are you scared of?"

Zac stood up rather abruptly and moved a few steps away, but didn't go far. He simply put a little bit of distance between himself and Prowl, and continued to stare out over the city.

"I…" Zac began, then his voice cracked with emotion and he trailed off.

Prowl waited a few moments, then he prodded him to continue by saying, "Go ahead Zac, tell me what you are scared of."

At this, Zac whirled around and looked directly at Prowl, who was still sitting motionless on the rooftop. "All of this!" he exclaimed, spreading out his arms for emphasis and then let them fall to his sides. "I don't know if I can be a good father for the baby, because I've already made a lot of stupid decisions that have screwed up my life, Prowl! And you know it! I don't want to be there to hurt Lizy more or to ruin the baby's life."

Zac turned his back on Prowl, looking out over the city again. "And you know that, don't you?" Zac went on, and Prowl heard a bitterness in his voice. "I could never be good enough for Lizy or the baby, and I think you know that, too." Now he turned to look at Prowl again. "So why are you even up here, telling me I should have been down there? Wouldn't you be happier if I just left and never came back?"

Now Zac turned away again, though it was mostly because he wondered if he had said too much. He'd been feeling a lot of remorse over the things he'd done, the poor decisions he'd made, and he'd just taken them all out on Prowl. And Prowl didn't deserve to be blamed for everything.

"Sorry," Zac said suddenly. "I probably shouldn't have said all that."

"Actually, you shouldn't be apologizing."

Zac whipped back around to stare at him. "What? What are you talking about, of course I should be apologizing."

Prowl shook his head as he stood up and moved closer to the boy. "You just proved to me that you are worthy to be with my daughter."

"How?" asked Zac not sure he was hearing right.

"You stood up to me, that alone makes you a worthy son-in-law, I believe is the human terms."

Zac blinked as he continued to stare up at Prowl, obviously not comprehending. So Prowl continued, "If you had simply run away or tried to excuse your actions, you would not be worthy to be with Lizy. But you have openly accepted responsibility, not only for your actions, but your faults as well." The ninja bot then smiled a little. "I think… you and Lizy will be fine, and that you will be a good father to the sparkling."

With that, Prowl bent down and held out his hand to Zac, indicating he should get on. "Lizy needs you right now," the Autobot said as Zac hesitantly climbed onto his hand. If nothing else, Zac figured, Prowl was cordially offering him a ride now; the ninja wasn't just grabbing him and carrying him off.

Prowl then stood to his full height and walked across the roof, then slipped in through one of the holes in the ceiling near the storage area of the base, dropping to the floor and landing lightly on his feet. The Autobot then walked quietly toward the med bay.

Once there, Prowl was somewhat surprised to see that Ratchet was alone in the room. Upon noticing them enter, Ratchet turned to look at them with a smile. "Prime and I helped Lizy select another room," the medic said, "one that doesn't have a hole in the roof, and one that would be better suited for taking care of the baby. Lizy said she wanted to be in the same room with Amanda at all times."

"Amanda?" Zac said. "So it's a girl?"

"Yep," Ratchet said. "And I'm sure Lizy is anxious to see you." He told Prowl which room to go to, then turned back to what he was doing, obviously dismissing their presence.

Prowl turned and left the med bay, heading down the hall toward the room that Ratchet had indicated. Once arriving, the ninja knocked softly, and opened the door after hearing a soft "Come in!" from inside.

He stepped into the room, and saw that Lizy's bed had been moved to this room, plus the baby crib they had acquired a few weeks ago was in the room as well. Both D.J. and Lizy were sitting in chairs next to the crib, watching the baby with smiles on their faces.

D.J. glanced up, noticing that Prowl and Zac were there. As Prowl lowered his hand to the floor to put Zac down, D.J. rose. "I'll leave you guys alone for a bit," D.J. said. However she paused on her way to the door, grabbing Zac in a tight, sisterly hug. "Congratulations!" she said simply, and then she was gone.

Zac watched her go, then turned to look at Lizy, who was holding his… no their child. Ever so slowly, Zac moved forward, his eyes glued onto the two girls who had come into his life.


The second sat in her mother's arms, sleeping quietly in a snug blanket. Zac continued to approach them, until he came to a stop next to the chair. Amanda continued to sleep undisturbed as Zac reached out a hand and softly traced her cheek. Amanda squirmed, but did not wake, instead seeming to gain comfort from his hand being there.

"Would you like to hold her?" asked Lizy in a quiet whisper.

Zac pulled back startled unsure and a little afraid of doing so. He didn't want to drop her and she was already a little fragile after just being born. A small sound came from behind him and he looked up to see Prowl had moved closer and was peering down at Amanda.

Zac locked eyes with him and with a small nod from the black and gold robot made him feel a bit better. Looking back down at his daughter he reached out his arms as Lizy adjusted the sparkling.

Then Amanda was in his arms, him automatically adjusting his hold so that she was comfortable.

Zac carefully lowered himself into the chair that D.J. had vacated a few moments ago, never taking his eyes off the baby's face.

Lizy sat down in the chair across from him, her eyes shining, and she beamed when the baby raised a hand and grabbed Zac's finger. "She has your eyes," Lizy said softly.

Zac glanced at her, then back at the baby with a smile. "Yeah but she has your face," he said. "I bet she's going to be just as beautiful as you when she grows up."

Lizy chuckled. "Well we've got a long way to go before that," she said. "She can't even walk or speak yet."