-When you have been close to death, it makes you think about life.-

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Amy:

"Ugh.."

Amy holded on for table's edge, taking in deep breaths. This was bad-class pain, and she just had to tremp before the pain hit. Now making it unbearable to take. This was fourth time this week, and only few weeks had passed since Optimus found his Star Saber. Or more likely; broke his Star Saber. Since Megatron now possesses a Prime's hand he could use the Forge of Solus Prime, which he used to develope his own Dark Star Saber.

So, not only the past few weeks had been hard for Amy to take in, but the Autobots too.

"Amy, easy." Daniel was there to support her from behind, gently stroking her shoulder's tip. Yeah, Ratchet had bridged Amy back since the pains had gone worser yesterday, the stress in base weren't good for her. "Has the pills been any help?"

"Not that I know of the affectness--" Amy hissed, leaning her full weight now to Daniel behind her. Her step-Father couldn't tell why was she in so much pain, but figured out since she was so fracticully thin and was expecting twins her body had to scretch itself. Yeah, he had studied it to become a doctor, but preferred to become an physiotherapist. "But I manage... somehow." Daniel carried her all over to their living room's couch, placing her down to lay. "It's only passing, right?"

"No if you keep this up." Daniel pointed out, pulling a blanket on Amy's body for cover. The girl sighed, but went silent as Daniel gently placed his hand over her huge stomach. "There's only less than two months to go Amy, you need to stop working." Amy remembered she couldn't exactly tell him about Autobots and how Megatron searched for her, so she remained quiet and told she was working. "Orion has worked his butt out to help you and to pay your bills, I'm sure he can keep some vacation also since your time's approaching."

"Orion is.. a truck driver, Dan." Amy groaned, looking away. "You know how badly Jasper Nevada needs transporting he can't exactly just take some holidays."

"He can, if I'm the one assisting." Daniel reassured, placing a hand on Amy's cheek. "You both have proven to become wonderful parents, Amy. Make it worth of all of it before your life's going to turn upside down." He stood up, exiting towards the front door. "A child changes the whole world around you."

Amy heard door shut, same as the quietness which once more filled the room. He headed to job, and helped her the best he could. For the truth, Amy's current position helped and a lot.

Her eyes closed of deep tiredness.

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"Setting coordinates... strange."

"What's the problem?"

"Smokescreen's telemetry data doesn't make any sense. I can't lock onto his position."

There was a time, Amy drifted awake by brief voices talking near her. But there was a time also Amy heard snoring beside her, the girl barely opening her eyes to see Jack there. In sleep. Laying close to her. His drool dripping on her arm. And him breathing onto her face.

"Your breath stinks, idiot!" Amy pushed Jack away so he hit the floor pretty hard, but understood it was no longer her home where she was. But, the Autobot base. "Whatta-? Hey, who brought me here-!" Amy was about to begun her interrogation, but only had herself layed down by the pain hitting again. Like a freaking thunder-storm.

"Good morning to you also." Jack yawned, glaring smally at Amy who now remained unmoved. "Amy?" The girl grunted. "You okay?"

Optimus had came up near the platform since he heard Amy's yell, watching now how his Charge cringed in pain and took all over the sofa for herself. It deeply made his spark ache as he saw her in pain. For their children to grow.. she looked like suffering.

"Amy..." Optimus rubbed slowly her cheek, but soon grabbed hold of the sofa as she looked with side-glance up at him. "For your question, Megatron is on the move. I retrieved you for possible threat, but we now have a situation going on."

Amy took huge breath, by slowly standing to sit up on the couch she made an apologizing look to Jack, until looked at Optimus. With determined look.

"You found Smokescreen?" The girl questioned, since yesterday he had been taken by Soundwave. When the Prime nodded in agreement and turned to the monitors, Amy followed his gaze.

"He has escaped."

"I've isolated the problem... Smokescreen is in free fall." Ratchet stated then. "Smokescreen, I'm opening the Ground-bridge directly below you." Ratchet contacted, that was when Amy had stood up by Jack's help -since she knew she had to move little around, and walked up to the railing near everyone.

"Brace yourself. I'm going to make an entrance--"

But then heard his grunt and all to familiar roar of someone. Everyone could see how Smokescreen went pass the bridge, now getting himself going towards the Earth's surface.

"He's... off course." Ratchet said, tapping rapidly.

"Open another one, fast!" Amy yelled, grabbing the railing more furiosly. She hadn't been brought into the base just to witness Smokescreen's death. Way out of the line.

But Smokescreen hit the ground, everyone flinching in the room.

"No...!" Ratchet said, Amy's jaw gapped wide open in dear shock as the red pinpoint kept popping on the screen.

"... Hey Ratchet." Until everyone's eyes were back to stare at the screen in disbelief. "I could really use that Ground-bridge."

He lives.. for THANK GOD!

~ Time skip ~

"Did I tell you?"

Smokescreen said proudly, leaning onto one wall as he kept glancing down at the three Omega-keys, but at same time Arcee and others.

"Destiny. Alpha Trion knew I would keep it safe."

"Tug it already in your ass." Amy said in defense from the platform, boredly keeping watch towards the stupid looking keys. Jack had been gone to play a game to the sofa, since he made sure Smokescreen was okay.

Arcee holded on for her hips, until gave sigh in defense.

"Nice work, kid." She smiled.

Bumblebee buzzled something, but showed with his digits two, probably the ones Megatron possessed ten minutes ago.

But not anymore.

"It was the only key in Megatron's vault." Smokescreen explained as Optimus grabbed the keys. Bringing them close up.

"Then three keys are accounted for." Optimus stated.

"But then the forth is still somewhere on the 'Cons warship." Bulkhead groaned, until Arcee shrugged.

"Unless.. Megatron had it never to begin with?" Arcer suggested.

"But then.. where is the fourth?" As soon as Amy managed to ask that, Starscream's face popped up and onto the screen. It was a message.

"A high-frequency signal... with an embedded message." Ratchet stated, turning to the monitor. Amy glanced back at Jack, who had showed up beside her now. He still seemed little angry for the kick, which was the reason he playfully pushed her little aside. Only to have her there to push him back.

Bring it on.

"Starscream." Bulkhead growled.

" 'I have obtained something of interested to you which seems to be of no particular use to me'." Ratchet read the message little.

"It's got to be the Omega key." Jack said, pushing Amy little aside still. The girl groaned, but had to admit it had almost every pain fade away.

"He's the one who blindsided me!" Smokescreen defended.

"What else could he be referring?" Arcee groaned.

"Ep! Ep!" Ratchet interrupted them. "There's more. 'Bring medical-kit, I only ask for the surgical replacement of my T-cog in return'."

Bulkhead was first to scoff out loud.

"Like we're going to give Scream back his wings." Bulkhead protested.

"Without the missing key, Cybetron will remain devoid of life." Ratchet stated, this was all new information for Amy and Jack. They though this was all part of the Iacon relics... not anything near compared Cybetron.

"Broken record, I know.. but, it could be a trick." Arcee holded on for her hips once more.

"Wait, say that again?" Amy tried.

"It is possible that Starscream does not yet realize the significance of what he holds." Optimus stated.

"And we do know that he has been incapable of flight for some time." Ratchet added.

"... The stakes are too great for us to not concider Starscream's proposal." Amy frowned deeply. Are they really goin'? "However, we will take precautions." Optimus reassured.

"You better.." Jack stated, dragging Amy with and towards the couch. "And wouldn't it be time for our coming Mother to have a play-time with me until they return?"

"Hey-- wait!" Amy groaned, until she was already by the couch. "Aww..." She looked back at Optimus, seeing him preparing for leave. "Big rig!" Amy called, having the Prime turn from stern into a little soft as Amy send air-kiss for him. "Be careful..."

Optimus' face turned to stern side as he opened up the Ground-bridge. Amy sat down, took the other game-remote and begun the game on. Still, she saw Bulkhead, Ratchet and Optimus go through, Arcee maintain by the bridge as Bumblebee had his blasters out. Smokescreen kept his proudness, and seemed ready also.

Why such sterness, guys?

It's just a Screamer, right?

"Ready to loose?" Jack required, Amy grinned and started the game.

"Ready to win."

But the lights started blinking, earning more and more everyone's attention. This happened just in blist seconds; somekind of shadow running around, explosion happening in one corner of the base, water electricity went on and as Amy was up on her feet to do something about it.

"Guys, what's goin--!"

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Claws ripped the back of hers on blood.

There was a gasp followed, but it was Jack's as he grabbed the screaming Amy from falling on her nose. But his further questioning had been wiped away as he noticed the dangerously deep claw-marks now on her back. Amy kept yelling and yelling, Jack staring with wide eyes at her, but also the Arcee and Bumblebee who tried to shut the bridge, also blast after something.

B-BURNS!

"ARCEE!" Jack called, trying to stop Amy's back from bleeding by ripping a part of his shirt and pressing it onto the point. But second by second, Amy's screaming taunted because her throat was dry, and she tried to breathe. Slowly. Painfully. Barely.

"Scrap-- Amy!" Arcee jumped up to the platform, widening her optics as she removed her now ruined black hoodie, showing three claw marks dig out of her back. Which bleeded, and a lot. "Ratchet! We need you here IMMEDIATELY!" The femme had her in her grasp as she jumped down. That was time, that they all saw Amy's stomach showed blueness also.

:What could be worser than the fact that Starscream now has three Omega keys!?: The medic yelled out loud from other side.

"The fact, that Amy's bleeding to death because of Starscream!" Jack yelled back, rushing his way down as Arcee settled Amy ground to stand a little by her own. She sure was dizzy, and couldn't think much of anything else than standing, breathing, and listening.

.. Before my.. conciousness..

"Woah!" Amy fell back, only to have Jack hold her down. The bridge opened up almost immediately, Amy giving no time for Jack to prepare as she herself pinched her own arm to keep awake. "Don't move, okay?"

As soon as Optimus, Bulkhead and Ratchet were in, their all eye-sight caught the now only bra-wearing girl, who had a blood pile under her feet, and still had it fload down her back and feet. Still, somehow she stood.

"Bring her here, immediately!" Ratchet ran past them to prepare his med-bay, leaving the Prime who fell on his one knee behind. He was the medic, and couldn't let desperatness, shock or anger fill him up. Arcee scooped Amy up with Jack, running with Smokescreen and Bumblebee towards med-bay. "Settle her down, and bring me those wires-!" Ratchet transformed for his vehicle mode, placing his holoform on the berth he kept q human bed, and other nurse Darby's things. Just for emergency, June had taught Ratchet thing and two.

"Here!" Jack brought them to Ratchet as Amy sat on the medical bed now, refusing to lay down as she kept her determined look into distance.

For babies sake do not the fuck fall asleep.

"Amy, lay down on your left side." Ratchet pleaded, preparing his surgery things. "Please!" The girl barely moved her leg, until she had a figure there to scoop her up, and place her to lay on her side. It was Optimus, in his holoform, kneeling down beside Amy as he held her hand. Kissing it deeply, as Amy could see almost invicible tears form up.

Amy froze, and had some concious back.

Optimus'... crying?

"Okay, you keep her occupied." Ratchet stated, injecting Amy's back with a safe substance which is allowed to use on carrying women. "I need to seal these, can you hold on without putting pressure on your stomach? I wouldn't want for you to born too-early sparklings."

Amy swallowed, still not used to the incredible pain her back was at. She made small nod towards Optimus, who in return looked up at Ratchet.

"Be quick."

As the first needle was in, Amy just had to yell out in pain. It was horrifying for Arcee, Jack and others to watch as her back looked all blue and red of infectness with metal, but at same time it splashed when Ratchet tried to work on to it. Optimus 'shh':ed her down, patting her head as he put their foreheads together.

This.. this is real..

I might.. die.

"Amy..." Optimus whispered, grabbing her hand with both of his as he placed kisses all over it. "You're not weak... you have been through far more worser pain than this." Amy swallowed once more, biting her lip in brief pain as she shut her eyes close. Optimus brought his face even closer. "Mental pain, Amy."

"One done-!" Ratchet informed, switching his needle into clearer one. He wiped the extra blood off of the wound, and got to work on the other. It was not so painful as the first one, which gave Amy some time to look up at Optimus.

"I--" Optimus could hear her voice tired of screaming, throat dry of not swollen, her eyes pained by the situation and her lips, unable to speak. And yet, she tried. "I've been t-thinking--" Amy swallowed side-ways, giving that regular corner-tug-smile to Optimus. "What would the-- actual pain feel like?"

Optimus frowned, staring deep into Amy's eyes.

"Would it be the cut of my... arm? The hit of a... friend? The death of someone-- important?" Amy raised her head up little, feeling it was simple pain for her back.

"Another one!" Ratchet informed. "Jack, switch that water!"

"On it!"

Amy glanced back, seeing the blood all over her as she hissed in pain. But Optimus turned her gaze upon to meet his eyes, more than determined to know what was she trying to say. These couldn't be goodbyes.

"Go on..." Optimus gestured, feeling how Amy leaned into his touch and placed tired kiss on his palm. "Amy--"

"It would be leaving you."

.. Optimus froze by her words.

But then, Amy fell unconcious.

.. Maybe the horrific nightmare would be even more of loosing you.

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