With All My Spark → Transformers

I'm What?

"What a pleasant surprise. It's wonderful to see you, Azalea."

I smiled and pulled away from him. "Likewise. How was cleaning up Chicago?" I asked him as I took a sip of my drink.

He frowned. "Atrocious."

I immediately felt guilty for asking, but I quickly brushed off the feeling and turned to Ironhide, a smile coming onto my face. Before he got the chance to speak to me, I hugged him, just enjoying the feel of him against my body.

"You're quite the clingy little thing today," he mused as he hugged me back.

I ignored his comment and took another sip of my tea before shifting my focus back to Optimus. "Where's Ratchet at?"

He nodded his head in the direction behind us and I turned to see Ratchet's holoform walking towards our small group of three. I smiled at him and he smiled back, but it dropped after his eyes quickly scanned my body. His tone was nothing but serious as he approached us. I frowned when he looked at me, disregarding the other two Autobot holoforms.

"I need you to come with me," he said as he grabbed my hand. He pulled me away from Ironhide's side very abruptly, causing me to drop my drink to the floor. I squealed but followed him. It wasn't really like I had a choice.

"What's wrong, Ratchet?" I asked as he pulled me into the MedBay. He instructed me to sit on the small cot they had for the humans, so I did so and he stood in front of me, his eyes scanning over my body as if there was something wrong.

"Your hormonal signature is off; more so then when you are on your menstrual cycle," he explained to me. I raised a brow. I had no earthly idea what he was talking about. "Have you and Ironhide's lesser form engaged in sexual intercourse?"

My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Why on Earth was he asking me this?

"Yes," I answered him.

"Hm. Explains quite a lot," he mumbled. I had only assumed he was speaking absently. He was actually starting to freak me out.

"What's wrong, Ratchet? You're kind of scaring me."

"Have you been having mood swings, random sickness, and cravings?" he asked me, completely disregarding my question.

I thought for a moment before nodding slowly. I still didn't understand what any of this had to do with why I was here at the moment.

"Why do you ask?"

He smirked and crossed his arms, his holoform's blue eyes glinting beneath the light of the room. "You are pregnant, Azalea."

I'M WHAT?!

I gaped at the medic in front of me, trying to process his words. There was no possible way I could have heard him right. I knew from reading that file back in Simmons's meat locker that it was possible, but I never thought it was possible with me considering that Ironhide's holoform was simply a synthetic variant of his true form. It couldn't possibly procreate, could it?

"I'm sorry. Did you just say I was pregnant?" I inquired frantically. Just the sound of it sent a billion thoughts running through my mind.

"Yes, I did."

"But, that can't be possible. I know that your Cybertronian forms can procreate, but how can your holoforms procreate if it's just a synthetic version of yourselves?" I asked, hoping that his readings were wrong.

"Why do you believe I spent so much time working on them, Azalea?"

I face-palmed as realization hit me. I should have fucking known Ratchet would do some sort of experimentation with this. It still didn't explain how he did it though.