Days turned to weeks as weeks turned to months.

At least, in Earth's rotation around the solar system.

Nightfall has been in captive for so long, and the last bit of her sanity is hanging by a lose thread as she longed to see the sky, to feel the sky.

Doesn't help that there's a sickening feeling in her guts, she always have the urge to vomit her tanks out to the point she refuses to consume energon given by her captors...

Speaking of captors

"Whatever the reason is that made you stop taking your rations won't work on me!"

Said a gruff voice of the old medic, Ratchet who decided to personally bring the decepticon her share of the meal and also to check on her health.

"That energon is useless if I'll just spit it back out. Might as well die of starvation."

"Which reminds me, I need to  check you up. There's nothing shady going on here, just a medic doing his job."

Ratchet said, and to his surprise Nightfall didn't even retaliate, not even a little bit. He's always heard of Bulkhead and Arcee that the con was wild like a predacon.

Bearing her claws and scratching whatever she could reach, some deep, some shallow.

But now, she's just still as if she had given up on fighting.

Scanning her vitals, he found nothing wrong other than energon deficiency, or so he thought

"What is the meaning of this...."

Confused, Nightfall turned to look at Ratchet who had his optics glued to his tab, with an expression of disbelief.

"What?"

"How long have you been carrying it?"

".... What??"

"The sparkling! How long have you been carrying it!!"

Nightfall couldn't understand, what sparkling? She's not even carrying one! Even if she was she would have experienced the symptoms of a carrying femme like vomitting-

.... vomitting

It dawned on her, all that vomitting was because of this unborn sparkling growing inside her.

And here she thought it was just the result of her not digesting energon,but it was because of this thing

She can't possibly stay here any longer. She has to escape soon.

Now with the news of her carrying, she can't have the Autobots take the sparkling away from her as soon as it will exist in this world.

But what will he think....?

"....I don't know..."

"Fine, drink the energon, I won't take no for an answer!"

And with that, the medic left the brig, no doubt tell his leader of the recent news once they arrive from the mission.

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"You're telling me that, that con is carrying a sparkling?!"

"Yes Arcee, the prisoner is carrying. Do I need to fix your hearing as well?"

Says the medic with full of sass as Arcee is always so against the cons in one way or another.

"A sparkling in a middle of a war, is a risk in both cause...and taking it away from it's carrier from birth would only cause more conflict than peace."

Optimus spoke as he glanced at his companions who was arguing moments ago, no doubt the femme seeker would not let them anywhere near her with the recent news.

"But Optimus, it's a con! Who knows what plans they have for a sparkling!"

"A carrier will not risk putting their sparkling in harms way.....it is up to her to decide."

The prime said as he looked down at Arcee who was feisty as ever.

"She doesn't seem to be retaliating as she used to, and she hasn't made any attempts of escaping, if you ask me she's probably staying here just to burden us"

Ratchet added as he was back in his usual spot, the monitors, typing away whether it be research or keeping an eye out for strange signals that appears around the globe.

"Then I presume we are all in agreement that we will not take action unless Nightfall makes her decision regarding to her unborn sparkling"

And after that, the team dispersed into different sections of their base, some may have went out for a drive or just stayed put as they are probably worn out for the day.

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Pacing around her cell, Nightfall was thinking of a way to get out, attacking out of the blue would only not risk of achieving defeat but be restraint if she were to lose.

If fighting is not an option, then she will be confined here longer than she thought, probably until she gives birth to the sparkling. And she wouldn't have that.

Might as well die along with it than have it see the universe where everyone tries to take you like an unclaimed prize....

Just as she thought of that last statement, she stopped pacing...

That's it! She probably won't have long until she gives birth to this sparkling, and the Medic will come back to take her out for a proper check up.

A smirk  crept to her face. This is getting interesting.

Oh let the show begin.

((Ok I have basically lost hope for this book and decided to end it, although rushed but I really need to end it. It's been 5 years and I am glad that some of you stuck around. So only a few chapters more and I'll end it....))