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Optimus POV

After Desirée and Elita spent a good two and a half hours together, Elita left his Sparkmate's room. Her face looked almost emotionless. When her eyes met Optimus's, a look flashed across her face. Optimus stiffened slightly, trying to block Elita's view of his Sparklings. But she seemed to have noticed his slight movement, looking at the two girls sitting behind the Prime, looking at the Holoform of their father's past love confusedly.

"Daddy?" Eden called. "Who's she?"

When Eden said that, Elita's lips pursed, her shoulders visibly stiffening. Her vivid blue eyes darkening slightly, causing the Prime to narrow his eyes slightly.

"Is there a problem, Elita?" he asked cautiously.

"You didn't tell me you had Sparklings," she said, trying to hide the hurt in her voice.

"I had a lot of things on my mind," he responded, eyeing her carefully. "How did your talk with Desirée go?"

The femme nodded, swallowing before answering. "Fine," she answered. "You're lucky to have a Sparkmate like her."

Optimus looked at her carefully, his eyes narrowing just slightly. Saoirse and Eden stood next to him, still looking at Elita confusedly. A tense silence hung between Elita and Optimus. The Prime silently thanked Cade for taking the girls away from the situation. Elita's eyes followed the girls as they left with Cade.

"I'm sorry for everything," Optimus said solemnly, "but I couldn't have grieved forever."

Elita looked at the Prime with an almost longing expression. She gave a silent nod before deactivating the Holoform.

Desirée POV

Elita's departure caused me to let out a breath of relief. She seemed genuinely pissed off, even if she didn't show it that well. We tried talking, getting to know each other, but it was filled with more awkward, tense silence than the two of us talking. My stomach was flipping, making me grimace slightly.

I gently placed my hands over my stomach, trying to add slight pressure to ease the feeling. I sighed.

After a few minutes alone, Optimus walked into the bedroom with the girls. The girls came over and Optimus helped them onto the bed. With the sudden movement on the bed, my stomach became more restless and I felt nausea clutch my stomach ruthlessly.

"How did it go?" Optimus asked softly.

Shrugging, I swallowed the bile filling my throat. "It could've gone better," I murmured. "I don't know."

Optimus gently took my hands in his, squeezing my hands gently.

"I'm sorry this happened to us," Optimus said, his voice laced with regret.

Rolling my eyes, I gave Optimus a smile.

"Mama, your tummy doesn't look very big," Saoirse said. She was studying my stomach closely.

Gently cupping Saoirse's face, I smiled at her. "The baby's still pretty small," I said gently. "It won't be getting big for a while."

Saoirse nodded, her big blue eyes sparkling.

"Eden." The ashy-blonde girl looked at me with her big blue eyes. "Are you excited to be a big sissy?"

She gave a face, crossing her arms over her chest. I heard Optimus chuckle softly.

"It'll be just fine," I assured her. "Don't be upset."

Ironhide POV

The weapon specialist was fully aware of the growing tension growing in the Prime family. When news of Elita-1's arrival became known to the other Autobots, it was almost as if everything became a...a soap opera! (Is that what humans called it?)

But as tensions grew with certain families, Ironhide was focusing his attention to Mya for the time being. Their growing relationship was something he devoted himself to one-hundred percent! Mya deserved to be treated wonderfully, and the weapon specialist was determined to make sure the human femme felt as loved and as cared for as possible.

I have an idea on what Mya likes. Would she appreciate it if I got her any of those items? Primus, I hope she does.

Ironhide found himself acting nicer, way more gentle, when he and Mya were alone together. While he kept his tough façade around the others, Mya was the only femme he would ever so his...softer side to, and he noticed how Mya didn't say anything about it. She enjoyed his company even more when he was being gentle.

It had been a little bit since Ironhide and Mya spent time together, and he did miss the human's company greatly.

Ironhide felt his Spark rattle a bit. He didn't know how much he could care for a human, other than Desirée, but that was in a family sort of sense, as he did for Mya.

In a way, it felt nice. That sensation of being happy and being able to truly express himself was something Ironhide felt he lacked in being able to do sometimes, and Mya made it possible for him to open up to others on a more personal level.

That's what he truly appreciated about his relationship with Mya.

Ratchet POV

Ratchet had found himself becoming increasingly bothered by all the drama occurring around him. Not only was the dramatic outbursts causing Desirée's fragile health to deteriorate some, but it was also bothersome.

In all honesty, the medic would have found better use of his time helping Cade build some of his inventions, helping Desirée through her latest pregnancy, or just spending time with Rosalyn.

He and Rosalyn had grown closer, and he found himself becoming protective of the femme's Sparklings. In Ratchet's eyes, those human Sparklings were wonderful creatures. They were fully aware everything and had manners that would bring most humans to shame.

Ratchet enjoyed Rosalyn's company, he enjoyed getting to know the children more.

More often than not, Rosalyn would voice how she'd miss Emilia, saying she wished she could go visit her. Ratchet would say she could, but the woman didn't want to be separated from her new friends.

"I just want to know if Emilia's OK," Rosalyn said sadly. "It's been so long since I've spoken to her."

Rosalyn's children were all playing with each other, filling the apartment with the background noise.

"She's your family," Ratchet said firmly. "You should visit her if you wish."

Rosalyn looked at Ratchet solemnly. The two of them had a sort of unspoken language. They could have entire conversations just by looking at each other!

"But I don't know if I want to go back," she said with uncertainty. "I like being with you guys. I'm not sure if I could handle going back."

Ratchet placed a hand on Rosalyn's shoulder. "We will understand if you want to visit Emilia," he said gently.

Giving a small smile, the Hispanic woman nodded once. Ratchet smiled back, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze.

QUICKY A/N:

I HOPE YOU LIKED THE OTHER POV'S I ADDED, ESPECIALLY RATCHET'S. IT'S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE WE'VE HAD RATCHET'S POV IN THIS STORY!

OH! AND I WOULD LOVE TO THANK EVERYONE FOR THE NAME SUGGESTIONS. THE NAME 'ORION', IN CASE THE SPARKLING'S A BOY, SEEMS TO BE A SEMI-POPULAR ONE; BUT I'VE ALSO RECEIVED OTHER BOY NAMES, WHICH ARE ALSO VERY NICE! EVEN THE GIRL NAMES WERE AMAZING! THANK YOU, EVERYONE, FOR THE WONDERFUL SUGGESTIONS, EVEN FROM THE ONE WHO SUGGESTED DESIRÉE'S LATEST PREGNANCY - THANK YOU GREATLY!

I ENJOY READING THE REVIEWS YOU ALL LEAVE. I'M TRYING NOT TO LET THE WHOLE ELITA-1 ARC BECOME TOO DRAMATIC, BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE THAT WOULD BE KIND OF TOO MUCH, BUT I'M TRYING TO ADD JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE THIS NEW LITTLE STORYLINE INTERESTING. ONCE THIS ARC HAS FINISHED, I HAVE GOTTEN A SUGGESTION FROM ANOTHER KIND REVIEWER ON SOME ACTION FOR THE AUTOBOTS!

ONCE AGAIN, THANK YOU ALL FOR THE NAME SUGGESTIONS! IT WAS WONDERFUL SEEING WHAT YOU GUYS HAVE TO SAY.

STAY SNAPPY.

THANK YOU, ONE AND ALL.

READ, REVIEW, ENJOY!

YOURS TRULY,

~SMITHY