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Ratchet POV
If he had taken the time to actually remember he was disguised as a rescue vehicle, he would've used his sirens sooner. Ratchet cursed himself for forgetting that simple fact.
The humans knew the importance of a rescue vehicle, or some vehicle of some other importance, and when the sirens were blaring, they'd move out of the way.
Ratchet thanked Primus he chose the disguise of a rescue vehicle the day he came to earth. Being in the form of an ordinary human vehicle would have caused him to waste more time on trying to get to the Yeager farm than he would've liked.
Hopefully he'd get to the residence even quicker.
Desirée POV
Drift had been paying me a visit. He knelt down beside my bed, the back of the Holoform's hand pressed against my forehead. I had been studying him for a while, and I noticed that his facial expressions never really went beyond solemn or somewhat neutral. It was like he as hiding his emotions from everyone.
"You're burning up," he stated. "I'll go get you a damp cloth."
As he was standing up, I grabbed his wrist. He looked at me in slight astonishment, not really expecting me to grab him.
"Have you heard from Optimus?" I asked, my voice weak from exhaustion.
Drift's bright blue eyes shone brightly for a moment before going back to its natural color. He thought over what I said for a moment before giving his head a slight shake.
I frowned.
"Don't lie to me," I stuttered. "They have to be OK, right?"
The Holoform's eyes cast downward for a moment before his shoulders sagged ever-so-slightly.
I let go of his wrist and watched as he seemed to think over what he was going to say. I knew for certain that Optimus was still alive - the Sparkbond was still intact. I just wanted to know that he was OK.
"He was breaking up from where he was," Drift informed. "I couldn't get a proper signal."
"Have you tried again?"
He shook his head, his lips pursed in a thin line.
I placed my hands on my swelling stomach, hoping a little pressure could relieve some of the discomfort I felt.
"But he's fine, right?" I asked, a grimace on my face.
Drift simply shook his head.
"I don't know."
I felt numbing panic and anxiety bubble up inside of me.
Optimus POV
Transforming back into their alt. modes was the most difficult, most painful, thing they had ever done. Fighting against Galvatron was something that proved to be very difficult and time consuming.
The one thing the Autobots were happy about was returning to their families and knowing they'd get repaired by Cade and Ratchet.
Optimus's processors, while he found himself being slightly reassured by the idea of being repaired, were filled to the brim with worry on what was happening with Desirée. From where the Autobots were, the signal for receiving a ComLink was terrible. He was barely able to receive Drift's message, and they needed to leave if Optimus were to send out a message to Drift.
He was going to demand a full story on what was going on with his Sparkmate. Not one detail would be left out.
But there was a part of Optimus that wondered if he was ready to hear about how his Sparkmate was doing. If Desirée happened to be as fragile as he imagined she'd be, he wasn't sure how well he'd take it.
Optimus's duty as Desirée's Sparkmate is to protect her and care for her, and with each Sparkling they have, her health goes down. They planned on stopping after Eden, but...their needs clouded their judgment.
Even in a weakened, beat-up condition, Optimus was determined to get his Autobots to safety before anything else seemed to pop up unexpectedly.
And he was determined to get back to Desirée before her condition seemed to go even further downhill.
Desirée POV
I swallowed thickly.
Drift's Holoform had dissipated and I was, once again, left alone with my thoughts. The baby still wasn't moving and it was getting me even more concerned that I would have liked.
Without Ratchet, it would be impossible to tell if the baby was still alive or not.
I've been told on multiple occasions through my pregnancy with Saoirse and Eden, even with this baby, that if something happened to the baby - if I miscarried or if I had a stillborn - that I would either bleed to death or hemorrhage so violently I'd die like that.
And even though I was careful throughout my pregnancies with Saoirse and Eden, those reasons were probably the main concerns of Ratchet's when I went into labor.
I had been told that I couldn't naturally give birth to Saoirse or Eden, not only because of the immense stress and pressure the labor put my body through, but because if I went through with natural childbirth - with or without helpful medication - I would bleed out or hemorrhage.
Which was why I had a C-section for both of them.
But, God forbid, if I did happen to miscarry this baby, wouldn't I be feeling a lot of pain? Wouldn't there be blood? A lot of blood?
I prayed to whoever was up there that I didn't lose the baby. The last thing I wanted to have to think about was the baby that could have been.
Telling Saoirse and Eden that their possible brother or sister had gone back up to whatever was up there. Having to deal with the intense emotional and mental pain; everyone else trying to be the emotional support; the mourning...I didn't want that.
I wanted this baby to be safe! I want to see it grow with Saoirse and Eden, I want to see it go to school and learn about being half-Cybertronian and learn about being a Prime with its sisters.
I wanted this little dysfunctional family to be complete.
Closing my eyes, I felt hot tears run down my face.
I felt a burning sensation in my chest. It was an emotion I just couldn't describe, even if I tried.
I just wanted this dysfunctional little family to be complete.
QUICKY A/N:
I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS UPDATE. SORRY IF IT'S SHORTER THAN THE LAST ONE, AND I'M SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING THESE PAST COUPE DAYS. I WAS GETTING BEHIND ON HOMEWORK AND I HAD A BAND CONCERT ON TUESDAY, SO I DIDN'T REALLY HAVE THE TIME TO UPDATE.
ANYWHO, I HOPE THIS UPDATE WAS GOOD ENOUGH! I ALWAYS LOVE HEARING WHAT YOU GUYS HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THE CH.'S I PUT UP, SO PLEASE LEAVE A HELPFUL REVIEW!
SO, WHAT I GATHERED SO FAR FROM THE REVIEWS IS THAT I HAVE A POKÉMON FANFIC, THOR FANFIC, POSSIBLY A MAXIMUM RIDE ONE, AND A SEQUEL FANFIC FOR AT LEAST WE MADE IT THIS FAR. I THINK I HAD ANOTHER ONE THAT I WAS GOING TO WRITE...I'M SORRY IF I'M FORGETTING ONE, MY BRAIN'S ALL JUMBLED FROM THIS WEEK.
A BUNCH OF MY SCHOOL'S SENIORS, A FEW SOPHOMORES, AND A COUPLE JUNIORS DECIDED TO HAVE A FOOD FIGHT ON WEDNESDAY AND COMPLETELY TRASH EVERYTHING! ANYONE INVOLVED IN THE FOOD FIGHT GOT SUSPENDED AND RUMORS STARTED UP THAT THE SENIORS INVOLVED WOULDN'T GRADUATE (GRADUATION'S IN TWO, MAYBE THREE, WEEKS) AND THEN THE FRIENDS OF THE KIDS WHO GOT SUSPENDED DID A PROTEST TO LESSEN THEIR FRIENDS' SUSPENSIONS.
JUST PEOPLE BEING ANNOYING THIS WEEK.
ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLINGS! HAVE A WONDERFUL REST OF YOUR DAY AND THE REST OF YOUR WEEK.
STAY SNAPPY.
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~SMITHY