Hey Everyone! Hope you all enjoy this chapter. I am working on chapter 24 right now and I have it half way done. Hopefully I will have it done in the next day or two. Thank you all who are reading and reviewing. It means a lot to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers but I do own. Adora, Aphilo, Jemma, Jacey, Jaylon, Linley,Hacks and Linley's unborn spark twins.

Units Of Time As I Use Them:

Nano-klick : Second

Klick : Minute

Cycle : Hour

Joor : Day

Orn : Week

Decacycle : 3 Weeks

Groon : Month

Metacycle : Year

:Comm link talk:

::Bonded Talking::

{Flaskback/Videofile}

Ratchet was too shocked to say anything. "Grand carrier, can you keep an optic on Jazz please? I will be back soon." All he could do was nodded. Linley raced out of the med bay and went to find Ironhide. She found him doing target practice.

"Hey Ironhide!"

"Linley? How long have you been here?"

"Since yesterday. I came back after my graduation."

"Really? Congrats. What is your degree?"

"Medical, Scientist and Engineer."

"Wow! Three degrees. Congrats. I mean it. Prowl and Jazz must be proud of you."

"They are. If you ever need me I am working in the med bay."

"Good to know. But I take it that isn't why you are here."

She shook her head. "No. I need shooting lessons and I need them fast."

He saw the desperate look in her optic. "Just promise me you will not do anything stupid."

She nodded. "I promise."

He nodded. "You said you needed shooting lessons. What did you need them for? Rifle? A type of gun? A canon?"

"I need them for a percussion pistol."

His optics went wide. "They are mainly used for-"

"I know what they are used for Ironhide. Will you help me learn to shoot one or not?"

"No. I will help you."

A cycle later she had the aim down perfect and her servos were steady too. "Thank you, Ironhide."

"Linley…"

"Do not worry. A promise is a promise. I will not do ANYTHING stupid." He nodded and she left.

She went by her sire's home and went through one of his old storage lockers. She smiled when she found what she was looking for. "I can only hope and pray this works…" She put a servo over her spark. "If not… more than just one bot will lose their life."

She locked up and left. She raced back to base and headed for Wheeljack's Lab. "Linley!" She smiled.

"Hey Jack. Can I borrow your lab for a cycle or 2?"

"Sure. Just don't make any explosions. Ratchet will have your helm."

She nodded and laughed. "I know. Thanks."

He nodded. "You are welcome." He waved and left.

2 cycles later she had finished making the gun to the right specifications and made some ammunition for the gun. "Hey Sweetheart." She jumped and hid the stuff.

"Hacks, you startled me." She turned around and looked at him.

"I know what you are doing. Ratchet and Jazz would have your helm if they knew what you were planning to do."

"Are you going to rat me out?"

"I will not rat you out as long as you allow me to come with you."

She loaded the gun and sub spaced it along with the ammunition. "Then I suggest we get going. The longer we stand here the less likely we are to find Prowl alive."

They knocked on Prime's door. "Come in." The door slid open and Optimus was looking at a data pad.

"Hacks and I are going on a mission, approved by Jazz. Just wanted to let you know."

"Okay. Come back in one piece, eh?"

"Of course."

They left the office and the base. ::You just lied to Prime.::

::I did worse than that, Hacks. Prime is my Grand sire.::

::Why would you do that?::

::He would have never let us go if he found out that we were going to find Megatron. I don't even think he knows Jazz is under, in the med bay and Prowl is at the mercy of the Decepticons.::

::True… But still.::

::Hacks I am will to face whatever punishment is deemed fit, if it means that I can have my sire alive for many more metacycles::

They stopped when they got close and they snuck in. They heard metal being smashed and some moaning. They followed the noise and Linley almost cried out when she saw her sire coughing up energon.

"I will never give you what you want Megatron."

"Oh but you will…"

Linley stepped around the corner. "I beg to differ." Megatron jumped back in surprise. "Hacks, get Prowl out of here."

Hacks went over to Prowl and got him up. "You are not taking him anywhere!"

"Wanna bet?"

Her sire cried out "Linley! Don't"

She pulled out the loaded pistol and aimed at him.

Megatron laughed. "Haha! You think you can kill me with that small little thing? I bet you can't! Give me your best shot!"

She smiled. "I would be honoured." She aimed it at his pede and fired.

Nano-klicks later you could hear Megatron screaming and you could see the acid eat away at his pede.

Prowl looked up at his daughter in shock. "How did you…?"

"You can be mad at me later Sire. But I took one of your acid pellets. Using the one I took I was able to make more and I made my own percussion pistol."

"Jazz?"

"Stable but currently under. He would be in too much pain. Only Primus knows if Jazz will make it through."

Prowl coughed up a little more energon. "I think he punctured something."

Linley walked a little closer to Megatron and pointed the again loaded pistol at his spark this time. "Any last words Megatron?"

"Frag you."

"Sorry. That is my bonded's job." She fired the pistol and it ate right threw his spark. He offlined and hit the floor with a thud. She sub spaced the pistol again. "Come on Sire. We need to get you out of here and back to base before your sire wants me dead."

They started to head back to the Autobot base when Prowl spoke up. "Why would my sire want you dead?"

"Because I lied to him so I could come save you."

Prowl held his daughter tight. "He can be mad all he wants and I am a little upset that you took one of my acid pellets but I am grateful that you saved my life. I do not see any need for a punishment. I believe your Carrier would agree with me." She nodded and they continued to walk back. "Linley…"

She turned around and saw that Hacks was holding all of Prowl's weight. She transformed in to her vehicle mode and opened the back doors. "Get him in!" Hacks nodded and put Prowl on the floor of the ambulance. He closed the doors and transformed.

They drove off. :Linley To Ironhide.:

:Ironhide here.:

:I need you to get Ratchet out of the med bay.:

:Why?:

:I promise to explain everything when I get there.:

:Understood.:

She ended the comm. She drove into the base and straight to the med bay. Hacks de-transformed and put Prowl on a medical berth. She de-transformed and got all her tools ready.

"Where did you put Ratchet."

"He is in stasis lock in his office. He refused to leave without you or someone else being here."

"I understand."

"So what happened? You promised an explanation."

"Sire. I need to put you under."

"Linley?"

"Yes, sire?"

"Thank you and I love you."

She smiled at him. "I love you too, sire." She put him under.

"It started when Hacks came in here with a barely alive Jazz. I fixed him up and for now he is stable but only Primus knows if he will live or not. I asked Hacks where Prowl was and he told me that Megatron took him. I knew that Megatron could not be killed by much and most of it I did not have the strength to do."

She removed the plating to get at the energon leak.

"But I knew that one thing we can all be damaged by was acid pellets. I knew that it was going to be hard. I learned about acid pellets in school. But we never learned how to make them. No bot that knew how to make them was online. All were killed when Cybertron was nearly destroyed. But I knew of one bot that still had them."

"Prowl?"

"Yes. I remember hearing Jazz and Prowl talking about it when I was little and I knew where he kept them. But I was about only 6 or 7 metacycles old when I heard them. So I did not know if my sire still had them or not. I was lucky and found that he had a few left. I went in to Wheeljack's lab and built a percussion pistol to the right specifications and made some of the acid pellets. Based off of the one I had."

"Why didn't you just tell me that you were going to go after Megatron?"

"Because I am in the last stages of Carrying."

"I am in so much slage…"

"No you are not. I did not tell you."

He nodded slowly. "So what happened to Megatron?"

She smiled. "Hacks, would you do the honours?"

He smiled. "Don't mind if I do." He transformed his servo and plugged it in to the computer and pulled up the video file.

{"You will never get what you want Megatron."

"Oh but I will."

"I beg to differ. Hacks get Prowl out of here."

"You aren't going to take him anywhere!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Linley! Don't!"

"Haha You think you are going to kill me with that small little thing? I bet you can't! Give me your best shot!"

"I would be honoured."

"How did you…?"

"You can be mad at me later Sire. But I took one of your acid pellets. Using the one I took I was able to make more and I made my own percussion pistol."

"Jazz?"

"Stable but currently under. He would be in too much pain. Only Primus knows if Jazz will make it through."

"I think he punctured something."}

Ironhide watched as Linley walked a little closer to Megatron and pointed the again loaded pistol at his spark this time.

{"Any last words Megatron?"

"Frag you."

"Sorry. That is my bonded's job."}

He jumped a little as he heard the pistol fire and watched as it ate right threw his spark. He watched as Megatron offlined and hit the floor with a thud.

"Prime will want to see this."

She nodded. "I… know."

"Linley what is wrong? You just killed the leader of the Decepticons. You saved your parents. That should be celebrated!"

"I… I lied to Prime. I told him that I was going on a mission approved by Jazz. When in fact, Jazz has been in a forced recharge this whole time. Sire promised I would not be punished for what I did… But still… I feel horrible for lying to Prime."

Ironhide put a comforting servo on her shoulder. "Then why don't you apologize once you finish working on Prowl."

She fixed the leak and repaired the damage Megatron had inflicted. "I plan on it." She started to put Prowl's plating back on and made sure it was on good. "Can the two of you keep an optic on these two and Ratchet?"

"Of course."

Linley smiled and headed for Prime's office. "Come in." She came in and found that her Grand sire looked close to destroying his office.

"Sir? Is something the matter?"

"I just got a report that Prowl is missing. He was taken by the Decepticons." She nodded.

"That is actually why I came here. I need to confess that I lied to you. Jazz is in a forced recharge in the med bay."

"What does this have to do with Prowl?"

"The mission that Hacks and I went on… It was a rescue mission. We went to get Prowl back…"

"And?"

"We got him back. He is resting in the med bay. I know he will pull through. But only time will tell if Jazz pulls through." Prime fell in to his chair. "You also need to see something. When Hacks and I went to get Prowl we accidently recorded what happened." She transformed her servo and like her bonded had done earlier she connected to her Grand sire's computer. She pulled up the video file and let her Grand sire watch.

"So he will forever be offline?"

She nodded as she disconnected her servo. "Yes. I am sorry I lied to you. I-"

She was cut short as she was hugged. "I am upset that you lied to me. But saving both your creators and killing Megatron is worth a celebration."

"If you don't mind I would prefer to wait to see if Jazz lives. He throws the best parties…"

"That is understandable. Hey Linley?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

She smiled at him and left to go back to the med bay.

"Hey!" She smiled.

"How did Prime take it?"

"Much better knowing that Prowl is here safe and sound. Ironhide, do you think you can take Ratchet to Prime. That way he will be out of our way."

"You got it."

He picked up the medic and left. "Lin…ley?" She turned around and smiled at her sire. "I am right here, sire."

He slowly sat up and flexed his servos. "I feel better then brand new."

She smiled a little. "Glad you are feeling better."

"Jazz?"

She pointed behind him to an examination room. "I wanted him to be able to rest in peace and quiet. He still hasn't woken up yet."

"May I?"

"Of course. Call me if you need anything. I will be either here or in the office. But I will leave the door open."

He nodded and went to be with Jazz.

Linley leaned back in the chair and sighed. She did everything she could. She only hoped her Carrier pulled through. It was selfish to say that she needed him but she did not care. "Oh Primus… Please… Please let him live… I need him. Prowl needs him. My unborn sparklings need him." She sobbed in to her servos.

"LINLEY!"

She stopped crying as soon as she heard her sire screaming for her. She ran out of the office and toward the examination room.

"Sire?"

Prowl pointed to Jazz who was seizing on the medical berth. She grabbed the right needle and injected its contents in to her Carrier's neck.

After he stopped seizing she grabbed the scanner. "Linley? What is going on?"

She slid to the floor and sobbed. "He is dying… His body is rejecting his own spark…"

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