With All My Spark → Transformers

I'm What?

"But, I don't understand how. ." I trailed off. My mind couldn't exactly find the words to properly ask what the fuck was going on here. He seemed to catch on to what I was trying to say though.

"You needn't worry about that, young one. Just know that you're completely safe," he assured me.

I sighed. "Did he know that he could reproduce with this form?"

Ratchet frowned and shook his head. "This was done the day after I returned from the Ark with Sentinel. I never got to inform him of the matter. I never got to inform any of them for that matter. I truly do apologize. I can sense that this was not what you were hoping for," he answered sincerely.

I just sighed and clutched my abdomen tightly. This was still a lot to take in. I'm a twenty-one year old girl without a job. At the moment I had enough money to to last me a year or so, but a year from now I would most likely be cradling a little techno-organic girl or boy in my arms. I also didn't know how to do this whole pregnancy thing; the only person I knew that did was no longer here and my heart was just breaking at the thought. I quickly wiped away the single tear that had managed to escape before looking at Ratchet.

"How far along am I?" I asked quietly.

"Almost eight weeks. You're beginning to grow. I'm surprised Ironhide hasn't quite noticed it yet," he answered.

I gulped and felt just below my stomach and sure enough there was a small, hardened bump beginning to protrude. Never in my life had I expected something like this to happen to me considering that my fragging boyfriend was a completely different species from me. I felt sick to my stomach just thinking about this whole thing. It wasn't sickness of disgust, but sickness of confusion and overwhelmingness.

"Could we maybe keep this little detail from Hide? I have some things to think about," I squeaked as I hopped off of the cot.

Ratchet nodded before giving me a small smile and before I knew it, he was wrapping me in a comforting hug. "I know you're frightened, but try not to keep it from him for too long. It won't be long before he's able to specifically sense that something's off balance within your body."

I just nodded and pulled away from him. "Thank you, Ratchet."

He gave me one last smile before gesturing me out of the MedBay. I pulled my jacket tightly over my body and walked back out into the hangar, staring at the floor as I went.

This whole entire situation scared me. I didn't know what I was supposed to do about it or how I was supposed to deal with it either. My mom knew what to do about it and she also knew how to deal with it, but she wasn't here to help me through this, so I was stuck. I was alone. Right now, all I really wanted was to speak to her about this and knowing that I couldn't literally broke me in half. It was pretty sad how when I needed her the most, she wasn't even here.

Before I could take another step, I was stopped by a pair of arms. Startled, I looked up to see my dad standing in front of me, a worried expression on his face. His thumbs quickly moved up to my face and he swiped at it. I hadn't even realized I had started crying.

"Why are you crying?" he asked me.

I sniffed. "Would you believe me if I said I missed momma?"

He frowned. "Yes, but I would only half believe you. Tell me what else is bothering you. You came in here as happy as could be and I saw Ratchet whisk you into the medical bay."

I knew that I was going to have to tell him what Ratchet had told me only minutes ago. There was a possible chance that he could help me seeing as he's been with my mom through not only one, but two pregnancies. It would be indirect help instead of exclusive help, but at the moment I really needed all I could get.

Quickly, I scanned the hangar for any sign of Ironhide or any other Autobot for that matter. Once I was sure that the coast was clear, I sighed and turned back to my ever-so-curious father.

"I'm pregnant, dad," I whispered.

His eyes widened and I hugged myself tighter. "You're sure?"

I nodded. "When has Ratchet's diagnosis ever been wrong?"

He let out an exasperated sigh and put a hand up to his face. I could already tell that he was just as confused by this as I was, but whatever he was thinking, he wouldn't say it out loud.

"I'm going to get off in a little bit and then Adalyn and I will be on our way over, okay? Have you told Hide yet?"

I shook my head. In reality, I was actually scared to tell him and I didn't know why. It may have been the fact that he has no clue he can reproduce in that form and if I told him, I feared that he would think I had done something unfaithful.

"I'll get around to it," I squeaked.

He hugged me tightly, but given the fact that my arms were tightly bound around my abdomen, I didn't hug him back. "Give me three hours, okay baby girl? We're going to talk about this."

I sniffed and pulled away from him. "Thank you, dad."

He only nodded and hurried off up the stairs. I sighed and looked down at the floor yet again. I just couldn't wait to go home and possibly sleep for the next three hours or so.

I wasn't aware of how many steps I had taken since leaving my dad's side. All I knew is that there was now a warm hand on mine. My walking had come to a halt and I looked up into the very concerned eyes of Ironhide's holoform. He placed a hand on my cheek and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"What's the matter, Azalea?" he asked me.

I opened my eyes and forced a smile. "Nothing. I'm fine."

The sigh that left his form was enough for me to know that he didn't believe a word I said. I wouldn't either. I was practically a walking sulk-board.

"Lea," he started. I cut him off and reached up to grab his hand.

"I'll see you when you get home," I said softly. He frowned and I leaned up to plant a soft kiss onto his cheek. "I love you."

He didn't even get the chance to respond before I let go of his hand and quickly stalked out of the hangar and into the rainy Washington atmosphere.

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