Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

A Game of Chance

         "Knockout, you're crying," I heard the faint laugh, and I couldn't help but smile.

         "So it appears."

         "Come on," she took my servo, and started to drag me away.

         "Where are we going?"

         "To announce the good news to the others. We can't keep it a secret from EVERYONE!"

She giggled, and I followed. Maybe... just maybe... she'll be okay.

~Roman's POV~

         "SPARKED?!"

Just about the whole room, full of vehicons, Dreadwing included burst at the news! To be fully honest, I somewhat expected it... sorta...

         "Yes," Wildstryke smiled, "But You're all sworn to silence when it comes to Megatron, Shockwave or Starscream!"

         "Why Starscream?" I asked.

         "That's kinda self explanatory Roman." She deadpanned, and I shrugged.

         "How do you know so early?" Came the question of a vehicon femme, a not so rare sight anymore, they seemed to have gained more confidence since the wedding.

         "Because Wildstryke was built with quite a bit of forethought, her energon reserves are being tapped into, speeding up the process." Knockout explained, and everyone got it... except me.

         "So..." I started, jumping from shoulder to shoulder of the vehicons, until I landed on Wildstryke's, "I'm going to be an uncle?"

         "And dad will be a Grandpa."

         "Awesome!" my holoformic skin revealed my smile, and the entire mess hall went up in excited chatter, "When are you going to tell him anyway?" I asked.

         "I... scrap... I didn't even think of that..." she looked to Knockout, who was suddenly, very, very worried.

         "I don't think he'll be that mad." I said, "He might threaten you with an entire mafia army, but nothing too serious."

Both Knockout and Wildstryke gave me the look of 'not helping', and I laughed. 

         "I think I should contact him... he won't yell at me." Wildstryke stated. 

         "True, instead he'll praise the news and then hunt down your mech," another femme, I suspect Amaranth. 

The room burst into laughter once more, and the two lives of the party bid their farewells, me still on Wildstryke's shoulder. 

     It was a long silence until I spoke up again, what was really nagging at my processor coming out. 

          "How safe is it? If you go through with this." 

Silence came from both Knockout and my sister, worrying me. I know Wildstryke lost me once, and she did better then I expected... but I don't know what my reaction would be to losing her... and there's no chance of her coming back... she doesn't have a spark as I do. 

         "We're going through with it," Wildstryke confirmed, "I suspect it's like a human pregnancy... it's just my processor that will need to be monitored..." 

         "So... there's a chance that you won't ever wake up as human?" 

         "Or Cybertronian if her processor gives out," Knockout added, only making my fear spike. 

         "So... there's a chance... you might not make it?"

         "There's always that chance Roman," Wildstryke sighed, looking to me at the corner of her bright red optic, "Mine's just... a bit more delicate than most..." 

     She yawned, and leaned on Knockout as we traveled through the Nemesis, soon finding our way to Knockout's berthroom. The little shelf was hidden, most likely hiding (Y/N) as well, and her psychic patch device, well, more like a psychic transfer device. Knockout made sure that she laid down properly, and she was soon in recharge, just the simple walk being almost to much for her drained form. 

         "She's going to push her limit," I noted, climbing onto Knockout's shoulder plating. 

         "She always does." 

         "Please... tell me she'll be okay..." 

I could feel the energon tears want to flow, but I refused to let them. 

     Knockout didn't answer for a time, which worried me. That meant, even as an expert in the medical field, he didn't know. We both watched Wildstryke as she recharged, at a loss of what we would do if she were to offline... What would we do? 

(You guys have no idea how much foreshadowing went into the revealing of the sparkling. XD From the hint of Raf to the Sparkling shows being uncovered in the Iacon files as 'decoys'. Twas all right under your noses! I can't wait for the rest! OH! I have a Ratchet x reader in Assorted Short Stories! It's called Reduce, Reuse, Recycle! Go check it out and tell me what you think!)