《The Mutated Predacon (Wheeljack X Mutated Predacon)》Chapter 15 The Birth Of The Sparklings
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MoonWave POV
~Months Later~
It has been some months since Ratchet was taken away from us. Here I am at the peak of my pregnancy. The sparklings could come any day now. Wheeljack was so worried because we still didn't have a doctor to help us deliver the sparklings meaning that if the sparklings decided to come out then someone else was going to need to help us out with the delivery. I had a pretty good idea of how this was going to happen and the thought just terrified me.
We were all outside getting ready to release the decoy that was now ready after so many failed attempts.
"You're sure we don't need to install a GPS on our scout here?" Agent Fowler.
"It's too risky" I replied.
"Both sides are getting really good at figuring out that kind of trick" Wheeljack said.
"Besides we don't need a tracker..." Smokescreen began.
"We have Optimus" Raf finished. Smokescreen nodded.
We all then moved to the side to give Optimus space to walk forward. We all then said our farewells before watching both take off into the sky.
'Good luck' I thought.
Just then an unbearable pain shot through my stomach. I hunched down in pain with small tears visible on my optics. Wheeljack immediately noticed.
"MoonWave! What's wrong?" he asked.
"Ah... I think... I think it's time" I said.
"Huh? Time? Time for what?" he asked.
"It's time, the sparklings are coming!" I yelled.
"WHAT!" I heard everyone yelled.
"No, No, No, No, No! It can't be time, Sweetspark" Wheeljack replied.
"Ratchet's not here" Wheeljack added.
I raised my helm and you could tell that he was having a panic attack just like the others that didn't know what to do.
"Grr... doctor or not, I need someone to help me deliver the sparklings... NOW!" I said. I yelled the last part.
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I leaned on the wall for support while growling in pain.
"I will do it" I heard someone said.
I looked up and saw Arcee with her servo up. I nodded. Wheeljack immediately picked me up and carried me to the medical berth. Arcee right behind us. The others decided to leave.
"Okay, MoonWave" Arcee began.
I watched Wheeljack immediately stand next to me, holding my servo.
"Are you ready?" Arcee asked.
I nodded then waves of pain hit me making me scream in pain and immediately tighten my grip on Wheeljack's servo. I began to push. I could hear Arcee count and every time she said zero I will push.
"C'mon, MoonWave! I see the helm!" Arce yelled before pushing a couple of times. I then heard the wail of the first sparkling.
I relaxed but only for a moment because I knew that I needed to start pushing again in a second.
"It's a mech" Arcee said.
She then handed the sparkling to Wheeljack. I watched him looked down at him with such joy and love on his optics. I smiled.
"Okay, MoonWave... time for the next one" Arcee said. I nodded.
I then began to push again but this time I pushed only a couple of times before hearing the wail of the second sparkling.
"It's a Femme" Arcee said.
She then handed me the Femme.
"Congratulations to you both" Arcee said.
"T... Thank... You" I replied.
I was really tired and breathing really hard. I then looked down at both our little sparklings. They were so beautiful.
The Femme had Wheeljack's white paint job with small blue parts here and there. The Mech had my blue paint job with small white parts here and there. They both looked exactly the same but only with reverse colors.
"What should we name them?" Wheeljack asked.
"Mmm... how about MoonStar for the Femme?" I asked.
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"MoonStar, I love it" he replied. He then kissed me. I kiss him back.
"What do you think we should name our little Mech?" I asked.
I watch Wheeljack think for a moment.
"SilverWave" He replied. I smiled.
I then heard him called the others to come and see the sparklings. I watch everyone come out.
": Aww... they are so cute:" Bumblebee said.
"What are their names?" Smokescreen asked.
"The Mech's name is SilverWave and the Femme's name is MoonStar" I replied.
"Ah... Congratulations buddy!" Bulkhead yelled. He pats Wheeljack on the shoulder.
"Thanks, Bulk" Wheeljack replied.
I heard them all congratulated us then looked at our sparkling and saw their little optics opened. I noticed that they both had my galaxy optics.
"Awww... can we hold them?" Sokescreen asked. Bumblebee nodded. We nodded and handed them our sparklings. They both held them carefully.
Just then I felt really weak.
"Urg!" I said.
"MoonWave!" Wheeljack yelled.
He was immediately by my side.
"What's wrong with her?" Arcee asked. I had my optics close. I felt like blacking out but I didn't.
"Scrap... where's the yellow syringe!" I heard Wheeljack yelled.
I heard running and yelling. I felt a sharp sting on my arm before blacking out.
***
It didn't take me long to wake up and woke up right away.
I looked around and saw everyone around the monitors.
I could tell that something bad happened.
"Wheeljack" I called.
I watched everyone turned their helms around to look at me.
Wheeljack immediately ran to my side.
"MoonWave! Are you okay? How are you feeling?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I'm feeling better" I replied.
"That's good to hear" he replied.
I then remember our sparklings.
"Where are our sparklings?" I asked.
"Right here" Arcee said.
She then handed me SilverWave and Bumblebee handed me MoonStar. I held them both in my arms with love.
": Oh, yeah, they got hungry so we fed them some Energon" Bumblebee replied.
I nodded before sitting up on the medical berth to be more comfortable. Wheeljack explained that the decoy was destroyed not too long ago.
Just then we received a call from an unknown source.
":: Autobot base do you read? This is Ratchet? Can anyone hear me?::" Ratchet asked. It was Ratchet.
":: Loud and clear old friend::" Optimus replied.
We immediately all cheer.
":: Listen to me... Megatron has managed to rebuild the omega lock on board his warship. I deactivated the Decepticon's shielding system so you should be able to get a fix on my coordinates::" Ratchet said.
We then heard shooting from the other side.
":: Optimus you must hurry, Megatron is preparing to cyber form Earth as we speak::" Ratchet said.
":: Ratchet?::" Optimus asked.
We didn't get a reply back.
":: Autobots lock on those coordinates and prepare to storm the warship::" Optimus ordered.
"You heard our leader. We are going in and we are going heavy. Gear up" Magnus ordered.
Wheeljack then turned to me.
"MoonWave, stay here with the children and the twins" Wheeljack ordered.
"What! But..." I began.
"No buts... you're still recovering" he said.
I looked at our sparklings before looking at him.
"As long as you come back to us safe" I replied.
He smiled before kissing me. I kissed him back. He then kissed our sparkling's helms.
I walked over to the monitors and opened up a groundbridge for them.
I watched them all get ready before crossing the groundbridge.
I was left on base with the kids and the twins not knowing who will win or who will lose.
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