Chapter 19

I apologize with all my heart. I got into an accident, and now my legs are broken. I'm currently writing this in the hospital. I've been under so many drugs for the past few days (hehe, druggie…see!) I couldn't think straight. And I'm sorry, I'm gonna cut this story short. I'll finish tomorrow, thank you for sticking with me all the way! I love you all.

DATTEBAYO!

Jolt was torn between killing his mate and crying in his arms. He didn't want to do this. Stuck in the middle of nowhere, with Ratchet gone, and his sparklings pushing to get out. Jolt lay on the field, pain all across his body. He closed his optics, wishing the pain would go away.

"Please, Sides, hurry up…" he moaned to himself. He couldn't handle this anymore. He could feel the sparklings clawing their way out, their impatience clearly their fathers trait. The blue mech arched up in pain, feeling his valve dilate faster than it should have. He closed his optics, sending a distress signal to the base.

Meanwhile, at Diego Garcia

"WHY THE FRAG WERE YOU OFF BASE!"

*bangs wrench multiple times on a certain yellow helm*

"Ow! We're having some alone time-ow! - Prowl and Jazz were babysitting-Primus stop!- I'M SORRY!STOP HITTING ME WITH MY OWN WRENCH!"

The two semes just stood by a medberth, amused grins on their faceplates. Apparently the raging hormones were still there. Watching the Autobot leader hit his CMO with his own wrench was a reward by itself. Their grins grew wider as they watched Optimus chase after a panicking Ratchet, Bluestriker and Silverflame in their Mommy's arms, enjoying the ride. Lightsteel, Sunburst, and Stardust were sitting on a medberth, their smiles matching the two standing mechs. Ironhide swooped down, and picked up all three in his arms. The triplets squealed in delight, latching onto the black armor. They laughed as their mother was tackled by a big red and blue mech. Bluestriker and Silverflame, who had been placed on a berth before their mommy had jumped the other mech, whined for their Creator to pick them up. Megatron made his way to his sparklings, picking them up. He walked back to the other father, smiling.

The five sparklings stared at each other intently. Lightsteel suddenly reached out, grabbing Bluestriker's helm. Bluestriker squeaked, attempting to pull his helm out of the unforgiving grip. Lightsteel made a noise, sounding like a mini 'muahaha!'. The parents laughed their helms off.

"Hm, he's exactly like Ratchet." Ironhide mused.

The two 'mothers' popped up from behind a berth, looking at their families. They smiled, then walked back to where said families were standing. They were about to embrace, when Sideswipe burst into the Medbay, energon tears running down his face.

"Please…help…Jolts's in labor…and he's out on patrol…" he managed to force out between sobs. He looked at Ratchet with pleading optics.

"PLEASE! HE'S GONNA DIE!"

The happy family feeling had flown out the door. Ratchet recovered from his shock first. He nodded his helm, and motioned Sides out the door, Optimus following. The three mechs ran out of the base, transforming.

"I'm coming Jolt, hold on!" Sideswipe thought, as he sped down the road, his leader and the CMO trailing after him.

Back on the field

Jolt could feel his spark weakening. The sparklings were nearly out, he sighed in relief. At least they would survive. Suddenly he received a message from his mate. He opened it.

Would you shine a little bit brighter
Climb a little bit higher
Tell me would you shine for me
Would you hope a little bit longer
Sing a little bit louder
Tell me would you shine for me
Yeah

He smiled. His mate could be romantic at the most ridiculous times. He saw his red mech arriving over the crest of the hill, driving as fast as he could. Sides whipped out of his altmode, nearly falling over Jolt. The red Lambo grabbed the blue mech, hugging him tightly, murmuring 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' in his audio. Jolt hugged back. He closed his optics, this time in relief. He felt the CMO open his legs, helping the sparklings into the world. Optimus stood close by, ready to help.

Jolt screamed as he felt his sparklings finally left his body. He sagged against his mate, smiling at his newborn sparklings. One looked exactly like him, except that he was a red as his father. A streak of silver zigzagged across his arms and legs, his waist the same silver. What intrigued Jolt the most were the tiny electro-whips that hung out of the sparkling's wrist.

"Stingray." Sideswipe suggested. Jolt nodded in agreement. The other sparkling was a near carbon copy of the Lambo, down to the always present smile. He had his mother's dark blue color, his forearms and legs a metallic black. On his helm, however, was a strange symbol. It looked like fangs, piercing into his helm.

"Sabre" Jolt said immediately. The sparkling smiled, exposing small fanged denta. Optimus chuckled at the irony.

The crisis was over.

I'm sorry, slightly emo at the beginning. I was watching X-Men earlier today, and I thought of Sabretooth and Wolverine. I'm gonna keep them for inspiration… THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME FOR THIS STORY! Any last reviews?