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Optimus POV

The Prime was kneeling on one knee, he could just barely handle anymore fighting. Galvatron had caused so much damage...

Optimus looked up at Galvatron, who was sneering down at him. Optimus could see the arrogance, the downright evil that overtook him, in Galvatron's optics. It made no sense on how something so evil could keep coming back in the world. The Autobots had managed to come back to join in on the fighting, but it was obvious they'd taken some hits from Galvatron as well.

"What are you going to do now, Prime?" Galvatron snarled. "Your soldiers are weak. You're weak."

"I...won't let you harm these humans any further," Optimus tried.

He tried standing on both feet, but his legs gave way from beneath him, causing him to land on his hands and knees. Galvatron stepped closer to him, aiming a gun at the back of Optimus's head.

"This ends now," Galvatron spat.

Cade POV

"Uncle Cade, when can we visit Mama?" Saoirse asked.

The two girls looked up at Cade with their big, innocent eyes. They hadn't seen their mother in what felt like forever, and Cade and the others were making sure that Saoirse and Eden didn't have to see their mother in her current condition.

Desirée had gone deathly pale, her eyes colored with dark circles. Her ashy blonde hair had gone dull and limp, falling around her head in stringy pieces.

Cade knelt down to look at the girls at their eye level. They looked at the older Yeager with a frown on their faces, silently demanding an answer on why they couldn't see their mother.

"I told you," he said softly, "she's sick."

"But we never see her," Eden grumbled.

Cade looked at her with exhausted eyes. Eden was pretty quiet for the most part, only talking when she thought it was necessary or when she got comfortable with someone.

"Once your mother's better, you'll get to see her." Cade pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry, girls, but your mother is seriously ill. Drift's going to contact your father, but if you go in there in her current condition, you'll make it worse."

"How?" Saoirse asked.

"Her infection will get worse," Cade explained. "And if this infection gets any worse, then your mother will probably not make it. Your brother or sister might not make it, either."

Cade saw Saoirse and Eden share a look, almost as if they were silently communicating with each other. They looked almost terrified, although they tried their best not to let that show. Cade knew that Saoirse and Eden were strong children, especially after everything they went through. The way he saw it, it wasn't fair that the girls had to endure something as terrible as seeing the Decepticons and the Autobots fighting firsthand.

Cade didn't think any of them deserved to endure that kind of torture.

Optimus POV

It seemed like everything moved in slow motion. Galvatron had the barrel of the gun pressed against the back of his head, and he was just waiting for the trigger to be pulled. They had been fighting the enemy for so long...at that point, Optimus didn't have the energy to try and continue.

"Op..." Drift's voice came through the ComLink, but was drowned out by the sound of static. The Prime's optics widened just a fraction. "Op...timus..."

"Drift," he answered weakly. "Galvatron's gotten stronger since we saw him last."

There was a moment of silence before he caught onto what Drift was trying to say.

"Desirée...she's...danger..."

Though Optimus couldn't get the entire message, he understood what Drift was trying to say. Desirée was in danger. His Sparkmate was in danger! He wanted to get up, to fight Galvatron a little longer, but the gun was pressed against him and the last time he tried getting up, he almost fell on his face.

Before Galvatron had the chance to pull the trigger, there was a loud boom and the gun Galvatron was holding fell out of his hand and clanked onto the ground. Optimus looked up and saw Bee standing on shaky legs, his cannon activated. Optimus turned and saw Galvatron stumbling away from him, looking at his damaged arm with a deep scowl.

That was when it sunk in.

Bee actually hit Galvatron.

Optimus stood on his legs, stumbling for a moment, before regaining his footing.

"Ratchet," he said in a weak voice, "go back to the farm. Desirée needs your help."

"I can't leave you like this!" the medical officer exclaimed. "If something happens to you and I'm not here for it..."

"What happens to me doesn't matter." Optimus picked up his sword and held it firmly in his hand. If Bumblebee could manage a hit on Galvatron, then by Primus, so could he. "Desirée is in danger. She's having a Sparkling, remember?"

Ratchet hesitated at Optimus's order.

"Go!" Optimus barked.

And this blasted fighting might just come to an end, he thought bitterly.

Ratchet POV

It was painful, transforming back into his alt. mode, but Optimus made it obvious he needed to hurry. Ratchet didn't like the idea of leaving the Autobots to do the fighting without a medical officer nearby, but he had said Desirée was in some kind of danger, and the Sparkling was in some danger, too. Optimus had told Ratchet that he would have to contact Drift via ComLink when there was a clear opening for him to do so, that the message was all staticky when he received it from Drift.

Ratchet felt himself growing anxious.

It was something the medical officer never really experienced often. After centuries of fighting Decepticons and even spending a few years fighting off the humans, it seemed like Ratchet had become a bit desensitized. He was a soldier and a medic - that was hard. He was expected to help the injured and the sick, but he was also expected to fight and kill.

It seemed almost ironic.

"Drift, Prime told me Desirée's in some kind of danger," Ratchet said over the ComLink, once he was a few miles away from the battleground. He could still faintly hear the gunfire and sounds of the fighting behind him. "What's going on with her?"

"It seems the infection has returned," Drift informed, "and it has come back even worse than before."

Ratchet cursed.

If he hadn't gone with the Autobots to fight Galvatron, then Desirée's infection would have been completely gone. He knew that Optimus would need someone with some medical experience to assist them during their fights, and he was the only one who knew anything on medicine. If he'd known that Desirée's condition would worsen during their leave, he wouldn't have left.

You shouldn't have left in the first place, he thought bitterly.

"How bad is it?" Ratchet asked.

"It's very bad." Drift's voice sounded grim, which caused Ratchet's Spark to rattle warily. "We are unsure on whether or not she will survive this pregnancy."

Ratchet let out a curse.

QUICKY A/N:

HEY-YO! I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE ENJOYING THESE PAST FEW FILLER UPDATES! I HAVE AN IDEA ON HOW THE ENDING OF THE GALVATRON VS THE AUTBOTS FIGHT WILL GO, AND I ALSO KNOW HOW THE SPARKLING WILL BE BORN, AS WELL, SO DON'T WORRY!

SO, RATCHET'S ON HIS WAY BACK TO THE YEAGER RESIDENCE. I KNOW, HE SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT DESIRÉE IN SUCH A WEAK CONDITION IN THE FIRST PLACE, BUT IF YOU'RE GOING OFF TO FIGHT SOME CRAZY REINCARNATED LEADER OF THE DECEPTICONS, AND THE PROTOFORMS I SUPPOSE, THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO BRING SOMEONE WHO KNOWS SOMETHING ABOUT MEDICINE. SADLY, THE AUTOBOTS ONLY HAVE RATCHET.

AND DESIRÉE NEEDS RATCHET WHEN IT COMES TO HER HEALTH DURING THIS DIFFICULT PREGNANCY.

ANYWHO, RATCHET'S GOING BACK TO THE YEAGERS AND DESIRÉE; OPTIMUS SUDDENLY REALIZES THAT HE CAN TAKE DOWN GALVATRON, SINCE BUMBLEBEE MANAGED TO LAND A HIT; DESIRÉE'S HEALTH ISN'T IMPROVING ONE BIT; EVERYONE BACK AT THE YEAGER RESIDENCE, WHO ISN'T SAOIRSE OR EDEN, THINKS THAT SHE WON'T MAKE IT THROUGH THE PREGNANCY ALIVE; I KNOW THE SPARKLING'S GENDER AND ITS NAME; AND, SADLY, I KNOW HOW THIS FANFIC IS GOING TO END.

I HONESTLY DON'T WANT THIS FANFIC TO END. BUT I'VE GOT 200+ UPDATES AND 1,000+ REVIEWS.

HONESTLY, I DIDN'T THINK I'D GET SO MANY REVIEWS AND I ESPECIALLY DIDN'T THINK I'D GET OVER 200 UPDATES IN ONE FANFIC.

ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLINGS! A LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE ISN'T FUN TO READ SO I'LL ALLOW YOU GUYS TO HAVE A WONDERFUL REST OF YOUR DAY! REMEMBER, YOU'RE ALL WONDERFUL PEOPLE AND IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS THAT THIS STORY HAS GOTTEN SO FAR.

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