Nightback felt something on his back, looking up he saw his father's arm wrapped around him, "Dad?"

Slowly Steeljaw's optics opened. Strongarm looked up, "Steeljaw?"

"Are you alright, Strongarm?" He groaned softly.

"Yes, I'm just happy you're okay," she says as she hugs him. He groaned from the hug but he didn't mind a little pain if it was from his mate. She buried her face into his neck, "I was so scared I lost you."

"You could never lose me, I'm too stubborn to leave you two."

She smiles, "I know. Your son almost got himself killed looking for revenge."

"What? How?"

"Mom," Nightback whined, gritting his teeth.

"He and his friends had a run-in with two Wolf-Cons while looking for the Wolf-Con that hurt you."

"You did what?!"

"I was upset about you getting hurt, I wanted to get the Wolf-Con who hurt you. I'm sorry."

Trying to stay calm Steeljaw cleared his throat, "I know you were only trying to help but you could have gotten hurt, possibly even killed. Don't do it again."

"I know, I won't. I'm sorry, Dad."

"You're lucky Metalsound, Predaking, and Grimlock went after you three," Strongarm put in.

"Yeah, I know," Nightback said.

"Did something happen to Emberwing?" Steeljaw asked after noticing Thunderhoof and Metalsound on the other side of Med Bay with Emberwing lying on a berth.

"One of the Wolf-Cons scratched her leg pretty badly, but she should be okay," Strongarm replied casting a concerned glance to Metalsound and Thunderhoof. "Jetstorm and Slipstream were also in here but they left with Drift a bit ago after waking up. Thankfully, they were only banged up a bit."

Thunderhoof walks over to them, causing Nightback to whimper in fear, "Hey, Thunderhoof," Steeljaw greeted his old friend.

"Hey, how are you feelin'?"

"Sore, but good."

"I'm just glad you're okay. We can have someone else look after Emberwing. You're going to need your rest."

"Thanks, buddy."

"How is she?" Strongarm asked, worried for the young femme.

"She's recovering."

"That's good. Has she said anything?"

"Only that she knew she had to get as far away from them as she could, and she wasn't leaving the boys behind," Thunderhoof explained.

"Well, thankfully she didn't leave them behind."

"Yeah, she has a good sense of loyalty. Also, she's grounded for tomorrow."

"Um, Thunderhoof, sir?" Nightback asked hesitantly.

"Yes, Nightback."

"Don't be too hard on Emberwing, she tried telling me that it wasn't a good idea. I'm sorry."

"Thank you, Nightback," he said before walking off.

"That was very nice of you, Nightback," Steeljaw said, "And you're grounded too."

"I know," Nightback said with his ears folded back.

"He gets that from you," Strongarm said with a giggle.

"You know you love it," Steeljaw said as he folded his own ears back.

"Like father like son. But yes I do love it, just looks too adorable not to."

"Make sure you don't keep him up too long," Ratchet warned Strongarm, "He still needs his rest."

"I'm not. You rest now," she says looking at her mate.

"OK, I'll still be here in the morning. You listen to your mother," he told Nightback as he hugged them both.

"I will, Dad."

Metalsound sighed as she looked up at the stars. The day just kept replaying in her processor, Steeljaw had gotten hurt. She went to sit with Strongarm to make sure she was okay. Her daughter followed after the boys and she got hurt. It scared her to think of what would have happened if she, Predaking, and Grimlock hadn't made it in time. Letting out a shaky sigh she shook her helm trying to stop the lubricant from escaping.

Thunderhoof walks up behind her and puts his arms around her, "Youse alright, babe?"

"Not really, and I know this is our anniversary but I can't help but worry about what happened today," she replied, her arms holding his for comfort.

"Just try to put that all aside so we can enjoy our day."

"You may have to help me with that," she replied with a small smile, turning her helm her lips collided with his.

"I will," he said as he kissed her back.

"Drift has agreed to watch Emberwing," she whispered.

"That's good," he whispered back.

"We should get going," she replied as she popped his aft playfully with her tail.

"You should be careful or you're gonna get me turned on."

"Maybe I'm trying to," she teased as she led him to the rock quarry.

"Later my dear, later," he said with a smirk.

Once they made it to their destination she took his arms, wrapping them around her waist. Leaning back against his chest she looked to the stars, "Beautiful aren't they?"

"Yes. But not as beautiful as you."

"You're just saying that," she giggled.

"No, I'm not."

With a soft purr, her tail wrapped around his waist.

"I love you, Metalsound."

"I love you too, and I miss this."

"I miss this too."

Metalsound sees the faces of the two Wolf-Cons flashing before her optics, especially the black and red one. She can't get them out of her processor and she keeps getting that strange feeling every time she thinks of them. She's trying to enjoy her anniversary but she's finding it hard to, she just can't stop thinking about the events of the day and those two Wolf-Cons.

She pulls away from Thunderhoof, "I'm sorry, I just can't get into the mood. I need to be alone for a bit," she says before walking away. Thunderhoof watches her walk away, he sends his love to her through the bond but lets her have her alone time.

Ratchet does his rounds checking on the patients, when he comes to Steeljaw he finds Strongarm still in the bed with him. With a sigh, he shook his helm with a smile. At least he's sleeping.

Strongarm looked up at him, "Oh, hey Ratchet."

"Hey. I didn't wake you, did I?" He asked quietly.

"Not really."

"Can't sleep?"

"I keep listening to his spark pulse to make sure he's still with us. I'm just so worried."

"I know, but he's out of danger now. Staying up this late won't be good for you either."

"I know, and I know you much prefer me to be somewhere else, but I'm kind of restricted here."

"What do you mean you're restricted here?"

She moves back a bit revealing his tail around her, "Out of habit he wrapped his tail around me before he went to sleep and I can't remove it without waking him so I'm stuck here."

Ratchet chuckled quietly, "You can stay, as long as you get some sleep," he told her as he started to leave.

"I will," she whispered as she laid her helm down on Steeljaw's chest. Steeljaw woke up with a bit of a startle and looked around before looking at her.

"It's okay, Steeljaw. It's okay," she crooned.

"Strongarm?"

"I'm here."

"I thought you were back in our quarters."

"I'm kind of stuck," she chuckled as she motioned to his tail around her waist, "And I didn't want to wake you."

He looked down at his tail, "Oh," he then pulled her close, his tail still around her, "I just had a bad dream about those Wolf-Cons we fought. I dreamed they killed you and Nightback."

She could feel her spark breaking, whispering his name she caressed his cheek, "You won't lose me or our son, I promise."

"I'm gonna make sure I don't," he whispered back as he held her tightly.

"Steeljaw, you really need to rest. I know you're worried," she whispered as she rested her helm on his chest, "But you need to try to get some sleep. Ratchet will make me leave if he sees that you're awake."

"You're not leaving my side. Don't worry I'll go to sleep, I can rest easier now having you in my arms and knowing you are safe."

Strongarm just smiled as she closed her optics, listening to his spark pulse. He watched her for a moment then closed his optics and went back to sleep.