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Ironhide POV

The weapon specialist was in the back of the Yeager residence, transformed. It felt like eons in the Autobot's optics since he'd transformed, and feeling his body be out and open made him feel relieved. Ironhide considered visiting Mya, but the last time he visited her, she didn't seem all the way there. She seemed distant, and didn't seem to pay attention to a single word he'd said.

Ironhide decided he would give Mya some time to clear her head, and then, if she pleased, he'd come back to visit her.

The weapon specialist was deep in his thoughts, his processors flooding with thoughts. He wasn't really sure what was causing Mya's distant behavior, her overall strangeness.

A whirring noise, similar to someone taking an intake of breath, Ironhide felt his shoulders sagging. He hadn't felt such helplessness before. His Spark felt deeply for Mya, that much he was (reluctantly) certain. Mya was special to him, and he wanted to know what was causing her strange behavior.

Clenching and unclenching his hands, Ironhide's mouth settled into a thoughtful frown.

He'd have to wait and see.

Blossom POV

The pink haired woman, in the midst of the time she was spending with Musa, Blossom found herself being deep in thought. Sideswipe had said he'd visit in a little bit, which made her smile. Sideswipe had been visiting as often as he could, which made Musa's eyes light up like a Christmas tree. Blossom had always noticed how well Sideswipe took care of their daughter. He was always so loving and fun and caring; so energetic and willing to please his only child.

Blossom wanted to see her family grow. She wanted to see Musa understand that, even though she's not like other humans, she can still love being who she is and know she has a family who will always accept her.

The pink haired woman knew that Musa had the others who understood what she was most likely going to go through. Blossom knew that, as Musa got older, her daughter would be asked questions she didn't quite know the answers to yet. Why was Sideswipe staying the same age while Blossom aged? Why did Musa have such bright, blue eyes?

How was Blossom supposed to help Musa develop and grow, when she couldn't quite understand Musa's situation?

Sideswipe had always said that if people gave Musa a hard time, he'd beat their ass into the dirt. He wouldn't hesitate to show any disrespectful humans just how unnecessary their rude, terrible comments would be. Blossom said that violence wouldn't settle the problem, but she knew that the Autobot's fatherly instincts were flooding his processors.

Blossom knew she wouldn't hesitate to put someone in their place when it came to her family, but she was smart enough to know that violence wouldn't solve all the problems of what people don't understand.

Sideswipe POV

The Corvette Autobot was on his way to Blossom's apartment. He promised her he'd visit, and he was going to keep that promise no matter what.

After spending a few days with Cade and the others, he not only saw the progression of Desirée's pregnancy, but how everyone was dealing with their day-to-day lives.

Desirée had fallen ill to an infection that Ratchet was desperately trying to stop. From what the Corvette Autobot understood, Desirée's health wasn't the greatest, even before the infection, and having an infection during the pregnancy was borderline life threatening.

Naturally, Optimus was worried sick over his Sparkmate's health, and spent every waking moment he could to keep his family stable.

Sideswipe felt his Spark rattle worriedly. If Blossom found herself expecting another Sparkling, would her body be as weak as his friend's? He prayed to Primus she'd be healthy (only if they decided to give Musa a younger sibling).

Honestly, the two didn't want to have any other Sparklings. They were content having Musa. Their little ray of sunshine.

Bumblebee POV

The scout Autobot found himself worried sick. He'd found out that Desirée was plagued by a terrible infection - giving her a high fever, bouts of vomiting, and mild stomach cramps. Bumblebee wished his best friend the best of health, for her and the Sparkling.

What Bee seemed to notice lately that everyone seemed to be a little on edge.

He tried spending with Abby and the twins, and it seemed to be keeping himself occupied for the time being. Bee was certain that Abby noticed his change in behavior, and chose not to mention it. If she hadn't noticed, he was very grateful. He didn't want to make Abby worry.

One thing that always seemed to bring joy to the scout Autobot's Spark was spending time with his Sparklings. Alec and Athena seemed a bit oblivious to how he seemed to be acting, which was something he didn't mind. As long as he could spend time with Abby and his Sparklings, that's all he could ask for.

As long as everything remains in control for the time being, then I'll be happy with that. No dangers that we need to involve ourselves in; as long as Galvatron remains undetected for now, no one will have to worry. No one will be in big danger.

Bee knew that, when the others weren't with their human counterparts, the Autobots would try and pinpoint Galvatron's location. Since the reincarnated, man made Megatron was wandering around in disguise, and there was no Energon Signature to go by, it proved to be very difficult to find out his precise location. It made Bee feel uncomfortable, not knowing where the man made Transformer was.

But Bee wasn't going to focus on Galvatron or any other kinds of bothersome thoughts at the moment, he was going to focus on staying with his family. He wanted to make sure Alec and Athena had their father, Abby had her boyfriend.

And, hopefully, Bee would finally build up the nerve to ask Abby to be his Sparkmate.

Mya POV

"How've you been?"

Ironhide had paid the woman a visit, one she greatly appreciated. She hadn't seen the weapon specialist in what felt like forever, but she knew was just a couple days.

The Holoform graced Mya with a small, but cheerful, smile.

"I've been well," he responded, his blue eyes twinkling.

One feature about the Holoform Mya found interesting was the scar that ran down Ironhide's right eye. She noticed the right eye looked a little clouded, as if he might have been blinded in that eye. Mya never bothered mentioning it, nor did she try to noticeably stare at it, but she sometimes found her eyes glancing over the Holoform's representation of a healed injury.

Sometimes Mya found herself pushing back the urge to ask how he had received the scar. She had a feeling that if she asked Ironhide how he got it, he'd shell up and get upset with her.

That would happen sometimes.

Whenever Mya would ask a question about something Ironhide had done in the past, he'd get defensive, close up like a clam, and get angry at her.

Mya tried to tell herself that there were some things Ironhide wasn't comfortable telling her yet, and she hoped that he would get comfortable around her, hopefully when it came to discussing his personal life to some degree.

She wasn't expecting him to tell her everything, just a little bit about things he'd done before they had met.

Mya knew about as much about Ironhide as he allowed her to know. She knew he was stubborn, loved putting up a tough-guy façade, was protective of the people whom he considered friends, and seemed to have a slight obsession with cannons.

"That's good." Mya gave Ironhide a bright smile.

Ironhide's smile widened.

QUICKY A/N:

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