(Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers; just my OC(s).)

Chapter 5

Filly found herself surrounded by a soothing white light as she looked around, trying to determine where she was. :{Hello? Is anyone there? Baba? Papa?}:

There were voices all around her but they sounded distant; however, there was one voice that she immediately honed in on, :{Filly? Is that you sweetspark?}: The voice was soft and gentle sounding, like a lullaby.

Her optics widened as she recognized the voice, :{Carrier?!}:

:{Yes my precious sparkling, it's me.}:

:{Where are you? How come I can't see you?}:

:{I'm right beside you sweetspark.}: A beautiful femme suddenly appeared and smiled down at her. She looked similar to Filly except she had doorwings as opposed to winglets. Her armor was a scarlet red color with silver accents and her helm resembled a frilled crown. Her gentle optics met those of her daughter, :{Hello there little one.}:

Filly threw her arms around her Carrier and softly cried, :{I missed you so much!}: Reality suddenly hit her, :{Am I offline?!}:

:{No, but ye will be if ya stay here too much longer,}: Another familiar voice sounded beside her. With a slight tilt of her helm, Filly noticed a mech suddenly appear out of the mist. He was very tall and broad in size, but not nearly as big as Optimus. His armor was bright orange in color while trace amounts of yellow could be seen here and there.

:{Sire? Is that you?}:

He chuckled and gave a nod, :{Aye, it's me. I wasn't expecting ye to remember me considering I was offlined while ye were still a sparkling.}:

She instantly hugged him and cried, :{I never thought I'd see you again...}:

His optics softened as he nuzzled his creation, :{There, there, my wee femme. It's alright.}:

:{I don't want to leave you…}:

Her Carrier and Sire held her close and hugged her, :{We don't want you to leave either, but you must. You need to survive. You need to live and grow up among the Autobots.}: She smiled at her creation and wiped away her tears, :{You have loving creators who need you still. We'll be waiting for you within the Well of Allsparks for when your time does arrive, but for now, we need you to wake up and be with them. We love you so much, Filly.}:

:{I love you too}:, Filly hugged them tightly before they slowly faded away, leaving her alone once more. The light suddenly vanished and was replaced by darkness.

XXXXX

[Systems diagnostics complete]

[Condition: Stable, virus neutralized. Systems recovering]

"Filly...babydoll...it's Baba. If you can hear me, know that Papa and I are right here. We just want you to wake up...please. Come back to us, sweetspark," Jazz's voice slowly became audible as consciousness returned to the little femme. Upon stroking his daughters servo with one of his digits, Jazz noticed her respond to his touch with a slight twitch of her mouth, "Oh Prowler, she's waking up...Our sparkling is waking up!"

Filly slowly opened her optics and stared up at the Med Bay ceiling before emitting a tiny whimper, "...Baba...Papa…"

Two familiar mechs suddenly appeared beside her and began sending her loving vibes through their bonds. Prowl gently placed his servo atop her helm and smiled, "We're here, little one. We barely left your side this whole time."

She sleepily looked up at him and asked, "How long was I out?"

"About a quartex." He gently stroked her helm while Jazz tenderly squeezed her servo.

"Ya had us scared for quite a while there, sweetspark...We were afraid we'd lost ya."

"I...I remember a bright light and voices all around me. And then...I saw them…"

"Who sparklet?"

"My creators….They were so happy to see me again…I wanted to stay with them but they told me to come back here and be with the both of you and that they'd wait for me in the Well of Allsparks."

Jazz sat on the edge of the berth and gently took her into his arms where he cradled her against his chassis, "Well I am grateful that they sent ya back to us. We were lost without ya."

"Really?" she asked in a little voice.

"Indeed," Ratchet replied and approached the berth. "These two hardly consumed any energon or recharged while you were in stasis-lock. They barely left the Med Bay for fear of you waking up alone without them."

A guilty look crossed her face, "I'm sorry I made you all worry so much."

"Sweetspark," Jazz soothed, "you have nothing to be sorry for." He kissed her forehead as he felt Prowl sit beside him on the berth and placed his arm around his shoulders, bringing them closer to his frame.

"We're just glad you're alright," the SIC spoke with an air of relief in his voice.

"Everyone on base was concerned about you, sweetspark. Aside from us, Bumblebee and Bluestreak stayed next to your side almost the entire time. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Ironhide and Optimus stopped by everyday just to visit you and give us some time to refuel and recharge when Ratchet ordered us to do so."

"Which by the way, you two should refuel soon. You haven't had any energon in two Earth days and I see you're both lacking in recharge," the CMO stated as a matter-of-factly.

Prowl's doorwings twitched slightly, "I know...but we've been worried for our youngling. We'll take care of our needs later."

"No, you'll do it now. Filly is awake and she's safe. She'll be alright for a couple of groons while you refuel and recharge. I'll be right here with her and I'll even Comm. Bumblebee and Bluestreak to visit her for a little while."

Jazz emitted a tired sigh as he looked upon his sparkmate, "Prowler I don't want to leave her."

He nuzzled the top of his helm with his olfactory sensor, "I know. You stay here with her and I'll get us some energon. Afterwards, we can rest on the adjacent berth so we'll be right beside her." The SIC glanced over at Ratchet, "Is that alright with you?"

He gave a nod and crossed his arms, "Yes, so long as you two actually recharge and not wake up every five kliks."

He nodded understanding before placing a kiss upon Filly's helm, "I'll be back soon, sweetspark."

"Okay Papa. I'll be here with Baba," she snuggled closer into Jazz's frame and sleepily rubbed her optics.

Prowl tenderly smiled at his little family before reluctantly pushing himself off the berth and stepping out of the Med Bay. As he walked down the hall, he spotted Bluestreak approaching. "Oh Prowl, I'm glad I ran into you. How's Filly? Is her condition improving or is she still the same? I've been worried about her for weeks...Well...everyone's been worried about her, even if they haven't met her personally yet, they're all still worried because she's the first youngling to appear in vorns and all of a sudden she's stricken with a virus that nearly offlines her and now we don't know what's going to happen to her. I pray she wakes up soon. I miss hearing her little voice and Bumblebee can't stop thinking about her and I know Sunny and Sides are besides themselves with worry...Optimus keeps telling all of us to remain calm and that she will get better but it's been weeks…"

"She's awake, Blue." Prowl said with a small smile as he placed a servo on the younger Praxion's shoulder. "Filly woke up a few kliks ago. I meant to inform everyone via Comm. link but as you can see, I am not exactly at my optimum function at the moment."

"Oh, thank Primus she's awake! Don't you worry Prowl, I'll broadcast a public Comm. link and inform everyone of the good news!"

He offered a tired smile, "Thank you Bluestreak...But if you would do me a small favor; could you hold off on allowing visitors for a few groons? Jazz and I haven't recharged in almost two Earth weeks. We'll be staying in the Med Bay with Filly and we'll Comm. everyone when we're functional enough for visitors." His optics softened, "But don't worry, I'll let her know you're thinking about her."

"Really? Thank you, Prowl. I'll let you go so you can grab some energon and get back to your family."

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Filly was happily drinking a cube of med-grade energon when Prowl returned with two cubes of mid-grade in his servos. A tired smile appeared across his face as he approached the berth and handed Jazz a cube, "How's our little sparklet doing?"

The TIC graciously took the cube and smiled down at their precious little femme before facing his beloved once more, "She's doing fine. Ratchet unhooked her from the I.V. and gave her some med-grade to settle her systems and bring her up to full function. He also scanned her and said she's now at 67% recovery. She should be at full health by the end of the week. Until then, he suggested that she should avoid browsing the internet so as to not risk a relapse."

"Agreed," Prowl sighed as he sat beside his sparkmate and sipped his own energon while Filly slowly continued to drink hers. She was just so precious and fragile looking, yet she was a fighter. "Hey Filly, I ran into Bluestreak. He wanted you to know that he's thinking about you."

"Aw, Blue...I miss him and Bumblebee and Sideswipe and Sunstreaker and Optimus and Ironhide...I hope to see them soon."

Jazz kissed her helm and smiled, "You will sparklet."

*yawn* "I know…," she finished her energon and placed the empty cube aside before asking in a tired voice, "Can I recharge with you and Papa? I don't want to be in my berth alone right now."

He nodded and gently stroked her winglets, "Of course babydoll. Whatever ya want." With a smile, Jazz looked at his sparkmate and asked their daughter, "Would ya like Papa ta hold you while ya recharge?"

She nodded and reached for Prowl, to which the Praxion gently took a hold of the tiny femme and cradled her in his arms. Within seconds, Filly was out and napping comfortably while her creators looked on in adoration and relief that she was going to be alright.

After Prowl and Jazz finished their energon and set the empty cubes aside, they laid themselves down on the berth for some overdue recharge. Prowl laid on his back and placed Filly on his chassis while he wrapped an arm around Jazz. Almost as soon as they got into a comfortable position, their optics closed and their systems powered down.