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Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS!

However, I do own, Adora, Aphilo, Jemma, Jacey, Jaylon, Hacks, Linley and Linley's sparklings!

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

P.S. There is some fragging at the end

About an orn after Jazz and Prowl were released from the med bay, Linley was put on berth rest, though she did not stay there.

"Linley…"

"Yes, Grand Carrier?"

"Can't you go bug your sire, carrier or bonded?"

"Nope."

The medic stopped what he was doing to look at his Grand creation. "Why am I so special?"

"Carrier and Sire are on a mission and are not due back until this afternoon and Hacks? He took personal time to go visit some of his old friends a few towns over. He will not be back for about 3 or 4 joors."

The medic groaned. "So I get the lucky pleasure of babysitting you."

He went back to work and continue to mutter.

CLANG!

"Ow! Linley what was that for?!" Ratchet picked up the wrench that was now laying next to his pede after it had hit his helm.

"You are not babysitting me, you… you… Jerk!" She stormed out of the med bay and back to her quarters. She laid on her berth and sobbed. "I just wanted some company… I did not know that, that was so wrong…"

She continued to sob until she heard the buzzer on her quarters go off.

"Go away Ratchet!" She rolled over on the berth and stared at the wall.

A few nano-klicks later it buzzed again. She climbed out of the berth and opened the door that was being buzzed. "C-carrier."

"Your sire and I just came back from our mission and I thought I would come see how you are doing. What is wrong sweetspark, it looks like you have been crying."She nodded and let her carrier follow her in the living room. "What happened?"

Linley took a deep breath and explained what had just happened in the med bay.

Jazz frowned. "I do not think he meant to be so mean sweetspark. You and I both know how grumpy Ratchet can be."

She nodded and winced.

"You okay?"

She nodded slightly. "They are just kicking me pretty hard."

"Maybe we should get you to Ratchet…"

"No! I do not want him anywhere near me right now. He can go frag a door for all I care."

"Will you at least let your sire look at you? He has more medical training then I do." She nodded and tried to relax.

::Prowler?::

::What is wrong Jazz I can feel your distress.::

::It is Linley. I think something is wrong::

::So then take her to Ratchet.::

::She will not let me. She and Ratchet had a falling out. He was a little on the 'rude' side and now she says he can go frag a door for all she cares.::

::I will be right there, love.::

A few klicks later the door was being buzzed and Jazz went to answer it. "Sweetspark… Can I come in?"

"Yes sire." Prowl entered the room and Jazz watched from a distance. He did not want to get in the way.

The tactician pulled out his scanner and scanned his daughter. "Linley… You are in labour. We need to get you to Ratchet."

"No."

Jazz tried to plead with her. "Please Linley. Ratchet is the best medic aside from you. Please let him help."

"No."

The bonded pair sighed.

::How much longer can we possibly wait, Prowl?::

::A cycle at most. I can deliver the sparklings. But I do not have the right tools. They are all in the med bay.::

::What do we do? As long as Ratchet is in the med bay she will not move.::

::I have an idea. Just try and help her stay relaxed.::

Jazz moved over to his daughter and talked to her calmly and massaged her back. Jazz could only hope what Prowl had planned would work. Jazz continued to massage Linley's back for about 10 klicks.

Prowl then started to pack up his things. "Can you walk?"

"I think so, why?"

"Because we are going to the med bay and before you fight me on it, Ratchet is not there. Optimus pulled a favour and we have the med bay for about 3 cycles." Jazz helped Linley up and took her to the door. "Besides, if you are like your Carrier, then you will have the sparklings faster than you think."

They all got to the med bay and Jazz helped Linley up on the medical berth. "Because you are refusing Ratchet's help, I am guessing you would like mine…"

"Well there really aren't any other medics on base right now."

A cycle later…

"Linley! Online your optics! Your first sparkling is here." She onlined her optics and she smiled as she saw her first of two sparklings take their first breath of air. Jazz cleaned the sparkling up.

"Alright Linley. Next sparkling! I need you to push!" After about 10 klicks of pushing Prowl smiled. "Linley look. Your other sparkling is here." She onlined her optics and smiled at her second sparkling.

Prowl took the other sparkling over and cleaned it up as well. After both were cleaned up, Jazz kept them from crying while Prowl cleaned Linley up. After she was cleaned up Prowl helped her sit up and gave her some energon.

"You will need to refuel and then you will need to feed them." She nodded and drank the energon. After she was done the cube she put it aside.

"What is this feeling…"

Jazz looked over at her. "What does it feel like?"

"An empty feeling."

Jazz smiled a little. "Do not worry. It will go away. When I first had you I felt that too. You can feel the sparklings wanting you."

She nodded and Jazz handed her the first sparkling. Prowl held the second one.

The saboteur smiled at his creation. "She looks just like you."

Linley nodded. "Her name will be Hailee."

"That is a pretty name." Linley finished feeding Hailee and handed her to Jazz. She took her second sparkling from Prowl and started to feed her.

"What about her? What are you going to name this one?"

"This one will be Tamara."

"That is another nice name." Prowl smiled.

"Does Hacks know about these names?"

"Yes Carrier. He helped come up with them. He liked Tamara and I liked Hailee." The SIC and TIC smiled at Linley and then at each other.

"Congrats you two."

The bonded pair looked at their creation confused. "Congrats on what, sweetspark?"

"You are both Grand Creators."

The two older bots looked at each other and smiled. "That we are, Linley, that we are…" The two smiled at their creation and their new born grand creations.

After a cycle of recharge, Prowl and Jazz helped Linley back to her quarters with the sparklings in servo. Linley tried to comm Hacks and got no response. She figured he had either turned his comm link off or was deep in recharge and he could not hear her.

Jazz and Prowl headed down the corridor toward Prowl's office.

"Touch my doorwings."

"Are you serious? In the middle of the corridor?

::Ratchet is coming! Hurry!::

Jazz pushed Prowl in to the nearest wall and started his assault on the tactician's doorwings. Prowl shivered and moaned at the touch.

::I promise whatever I start. I will finish.::

::You better.::

Jazz had to think of something quick, Ratchet was coming their way and he did not really want to talk to Ratchet at the moment. He smirked when he thought of something.

The TIC pinched a really sensitive set of wires in the SIC's doorwing. "That is what you get for not listening to my warning!" Prowl moaned and his cooling fans kicked in. "You like that don't you? You like being touched in public. What about an overload? Do you like overloading in public?" Jazz thrusted two digits inside of Prowl and he squirmed and moaned.

::Jazz! Slow down… I… can't… take… much more…::

Jazz smirked and removed his digits licking them clean. "Maybe… next time you will listen…" Jazz walked off towards Prowl's office and disappeared inside. Prowl slid to the floor and offlined his optics. He heard his carrier's footsteps walk right past him and he waited for a few more klicks before he onlined his optics again.

::Jazz?::

::Yes, Prowler?::

::Get your aft back here and help me.::

::On my way.::

Moments later Jazz was in front of Prowl with a servo stretched out. He pulled Prowl in to his arms and carried him back to the Tactician's office.

Jazz placed Prowl in the chair behind the desk in the office.

"Hey Jazz?"

Jazz turned around to face his bonded and the SIC pulled his lover in to a kiss and then on to his lap.

"I can't believe that turned you on so much."

Prowl slipped two digits in to his lover and roughly played with his valve. Jazz moaned and arched his back.

"Prowler! Ahhh!"

"Jazz… I was tempted to take you right there in the corridor. I did not care who would have seen."

Jazz looked up at his lover. "Ever thought about having another one?"

"You mean having another sparkling." Jazz nodded and Prowl smiled, nodding his helm. He stopped torturing Jazz's valve for a moment. "I have Jazzy… I really have and now with Megatron gone and the Autobots and Decepticons making peace…"

"Prowler?"

"Yes, Jazzy?"

"Spark me? Please?"

"Are you sure that is what you want Jazz?"

He nodded. "More than anything."

Prowl smiled. "Get ready for a long night."

Jazz moaned and arched his back as Prowl thrusted his spike in to him.

Author's Note: WOO! Hope you all enjoyed that chapter! Please review! (That is if you want to!) Thank you all for taking the time to read this! Until Next Time!