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Ratchet POV

The time it was taking Ratchet to get back to the Yeager residence seemed to be longer than remembered. Ratchet found himself growing more frustrated and more agitated. Drift's communication on Desirée's condition was starting to become less frequent. Ratchet needed to know Desirée's conditions, and if Drift stopped all communication, for whatever reason, Ratchet would only hope the human could hold on just a little longer.

Using the sirens as a mean to get back to Texas faster was still the only useful option Ratchet had. The humans were still moving out of the way for him, and it was a relief he was able to make it as far as he did. But the one thing Ratchet just couldn't stand was the thought that he had to travel so far to assist the others on the Galvatron mission. Ratchet knew that the other Autobots would need his medical expertise if things got a little out of hand, but Desirée's condition was still critical. The human femme's life hung on a thin line.

Ratchet could only assume he was maybe two thirds of the way back to Texas. He wasn't keeping track. His only goal was to make sure he got back to the farm in one piece - he'd pay attention to his injuries from the Galvatron battle later - and focus more on making sure that Desirée's infection wasn't too serious.

But from the way Drift had been explaining it, the blasted infection wasn't really going down without a fight.

Desirée POV

"I can't feel the baby," I told Drift. "I c-can't..." I took a deep, shaky breath. My hands were trembling as they rested on my stomach. Tears filled my eyes and I sniffled loudly. The Holoform was pacing around my room near the foot of my bed. Drift's blue eyes were occasionally darting at me then at the floor, then back at me. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking of. It was the silence that was terrifying me. I was assuming Drift was communicating with Ratchet over the ComLink, but when Drift just flat out stopped talking for fifteen minutes, I started getting scared. "Drift?" I asked shakily, a few stray tears falling.

The Holoform's electric blue eyes glanced over at me, looking anxious, before looking back at the floor.

"Is something wrong?" I asked frantically. "Did something happen to Ratchet? What about Optimus and the others? Have you heard from them yet?"

Drift closed his eyes before taking a deep breath; it was almost like he was steadying himself for something.

"Nothing happened to Ratchet," he said calmly. "He's on his way. He'll be here shortly."

"But what about Optimus?" I stammered. "What about the others?!"

"I've been sending out messages to the others."

"And?"

Drift's eyes closed for a minute. "I've received a message from Ironhide. He said that they're fine - Galvatron severely damaged all of them, but they should live."

I nodded, feeling some relief that they were all alive. Drift didn't say anything about what happened to Galvatron, and that caused my stomach to churn almost painfully.

"Did they kill Galvatron?" I asked, sniffling.

Drift shook his head.

Nodding, I rubbed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. Every little thing in my body felt like it was working on overdrive and it was driving my crazy. I wanted it all to stop. Trying to calm my overwhelming emotions and everything else, I looked at the Holoform with a small smile.

"At least they're coming home, right?" I asked, trying to sound hopeful. The only response I got from Drift's Holoform was a hum. "Drift?" I asked softly. "You heard me when I said I couldn't feel the baby right?"

He reluctantly nodded.

"Did you tell Ratchet?" Tears were starting to fill my eyes again and it was making me embarrassed.

He nodded again.

"Ratchet said if I miscarried, I'd probably die." I gave a humorless chuckle. "He said I could bleed out and maybe hemorrhage. Then I'd just die." I covered my eyes with my arm, letting out a noise that sounded like a mixture of a laugh and a sob. "I don't think I've started bleeding."

"There is still a chance the baby is alive," Drift said, trying to sound encouraging.

I gave a halfhearted shrug. "Sometimes I feel like I just rush right into things without thinking them through."

"What do you mean?"

"The moment Optimus came back without that Seed, I go and have a little reunion with him," I said with a bitter laugh. "I thought I had learned my lesson with Eden and Saoirse. Then I get pregnant again and this one is even worse than the previous ones. I should've known better."

"That is not your fault," Drift said. "We were all happy to see Optimus again. You're his Sparkmate, you can celebrate his return however you want."

"I just didn't want to end up pregnant again," I moaned.

"But the moment this pregnancy is over, it will be worth it."

I looked at Drift. He was trying so hard to keep the hope alive, even though everything was steadily going to hell. I tried for another smile, but I knew it probably turned out to be a grimace.

Blossom POV

The pink-haired woman was anxiously pacing through her apartment. She had kept herself busy with taking care of Musa and making sure the apartment was clean - then re-cleaning it multiple times - just so she'd know there was something she could do. But after what felt like the hundredth time of cleaning the apartment, Blossom couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to leave her apartment, she wanted to take Musa anywhere but in the apartment! It felt like a prison, for crying out loud! But the only Autobot she knew that didn't go on the trip to Memphis was Drift and he was assigned to keep an eye on Desirée until the others returned. That was frustrating. She couldn't leave her home.

Wait just a little longer, Blossom thought worriedly. The others will be back soon. Sideswipe will be back soon. Once the other Autobots are back, everything'll go back to being somewhat normal!

Blossom kept that thought in high regards.

That would be the one thing keeping her grounded until Sideswipe and the others come back.

Ironhide POV

The trip back to Texas was grueling and it felt like it was going on forever. The weapon specialist was getting irritated. His injuries from the fight with Galvatron left him feeling, undoubtedly, frustrated, but the humans and their Primus awful driving skills were putting him over the edge. There'd be moments were Ironhide had to restrain himself from transforming and blowing all the vehicles in front of them away so they'd have easier access in getting back to Texas.

Ironhide wanted to get back to Mya. He felt like he'd been away from her for too long.

Optimus was determined to get back to Desirée, with very valid reasons to do so, Ironhide wanted to get back to Mya. He wanted to know she was still doing OK. Mya wasn't in any severe medical crisis like Desirée was, but that didn't mean the weapon specialist couldn't worry about her!

Ironhide kept that determination to get back to Mya close and kept restraining himself from wanting to destroy all of those humans who were preventing them from returning to Texas.

Optimus POV

The Prime was trying his hardest to keep himself under control. His Spark was rattling with the anxieties of going back to the farm. He'd finally get to see what Desirée's condition had resulted to. But he was terrified at the same time. Optimus's processors were filled to the brim with possible theories on what could've happened to Desirée between when they left and the slow, agonizing pace it was taking them to get home.

Optimus Prime was sure that by the time they were even halfway to Texas, Desirée's condition would've skyrocketed.

Maybe even get better; Ratchet did have a head start.

The one thing Optimus tried to keep in mind was that the Autobots looked severely beat up. That Galvatron attack was more brutal than they expected. In a sense, they were accustomed to battling Megatron, the Decepticon leader who couldn't properly fight and was always being defeated time and time again. They had underestimated Galvatron's fighting abilities.

The Autobots should've known that Galvatron would be harder to defeat after everything that had happened with KSI and the protoforms. But they brushed that aside for the time being, convincing themselves that they could take down the protoform without any trouble!

Optimus swore the next time he'd face Galvatron, he wouldn't doubt the enemy's ability to fight.

He was certain the other Autobots wouldn't do that again, either.

They had learned their lesson. But that wouldn't mean they'd keep fighting, to ensure humanity's safety, they'd fight Galvatron for as long as they're able, which hopefully won't be long.

Desirée POV

After Drift's Holoform had dissipated, I swallowed thickly. I was alone. Cade and the others hadn't been able to come in my room to visit; they were afraid of making my condition worse. In all honesty, I wouldn't mind a little company, but Drift had said that it'd be in the best interest of me and the baby that I not have any company. The Holoform wasn't an actual person, so it supposedly made sense that it'd be allowed in my room. It was a holographic projection of what the Autobots would look if they were human.

I absentmindedly rubbed my stomach. My eyes were sgetting heavy. I was trying hard not to fall asleep; but I was exhausted from everything that was happening. If Ratchet was on his way to the farm, I would probably need all the sleep I could get, so getting enough sleep would be ideal.

The sooner I can get myself feeling at least remotely better, the sooner Ratchet could help me get better, I thought. I chewed on my bottom lip. Hopefully he'll be able to figure out what's wrong with me and the baby.

QUICKY A/N:

I AM SO, SO, SO SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING IN SO LONG. I'VE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH TRYING TO FINISH SCHOOL. THIS UPCOMING WEEK IS MY LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL; I'LL BE GRADUATING THIS FRIDAY AND I HAVE ONE FINAL PROJECT THAT I HAVE TO FINISH SO I DON'T KNOW HOW FREQUENT MY UPDATES WILL BE. I MEAN, I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING AS FREQUENTLY AS I SHOULD TO BEGIN WITH. I JUST HOPE YOU GUYS ARE STILL INTERESTED IN THE STORY AT THIS POINT!

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