A few days have passed since the late night kicking incident.

Each day getting closer and closer to the big day.

And Hotshot's condition remained the same.

Hotshot sighed heavily as he watched the recruits take their tests.

Despite Hotshot being their PE teacher, he had to take over Medix's classes while he was on early leave.

Hotshot didn't mind at all. He knew a little about being a medic so he was insistent on taking his mate's place.

Medix was hesitant at first when he offered, knowing high and well that his mate would figure out how to create chaos.

And, so far, that was only partially true.

Hotshot let a small smile escape his faceplates as he remembered all of the fun "experiments" he let his students perform during the month.

Oh, Medix was pissed.

Now all Hotshot could do was let them work on packets not only for their safety, but for his as well, especially when it came to his mate's wrath.

That was the only thing he feared.

Hotshot leaned back in Medix's chair and then put his pedes up on Medix's desk.

He knew Medix hated it when he did this.

But Hotshot liked to take risks.

As time slowly moved on, Hotshot's boredom increased.

Damn Medix, how long did you make this test?! Hotshot thought to himself.

Hotshot could tell that the recruits were struggling to get through the test in its entirety.

Note to self, Hotshot thought, tell Medix to go easier on the recruits.

Suddenly, Hotshot's phone went off while it was on the desk.

All of the recruits looked up in concern when Hotshot shrieked and fell backwards in his chair.

"Coach Hotshot?? Are you okay???"

Hotshot scrambled ungracefully for his phone as he held up a digit toward the young medical femme, "Hold that thought, Cosima."

Hotshot checked his texts and then proceeded to slam his faceplate into the desk.

"Coach Hotshot?!", the recruits exclaimed.

Hotshot sighed heavily as he stood up and started speed dialing his mate, "I'm fine. Excuse me for a second Recruits, I have an important phone call to make..."

The recruits looked at their teacher in confusion as he stepped out of the room.

Hotshot stood outside slightly agitated as the reciever picked up.

"Hi honey!", Medix started.

"Medix-"

"Do you like the name I sent you??"

Hotshot shook his helm, "babe how many times do I have to tell you that you don't have to send me every name that you come up with. You're only supposed to call or text me if something is wrong."

". . . . . So I take it you don't like the name "Firestar"?"

Hotshot hung up.

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Medix angrily graded the recruit's tests as he sat on his berth.

Hotshot tried to get his attention while he was seated next to him, "babe, I'm sorry!"

Medix ignored him as he angrily flipped a page and resumed grading.

Hotshot knew he was extremely angry, but he kept trying, "Medix! Please! Talk to me! I'm sorry for hanging up on you! You know I get anxious when a call or text comes through! I never know if it's an emergency or something bad happens to you and our sparkling! I'll always check no matter what because I'm worried about you and our sparkling!"

Medix immediately calmed down as he stopped grading and set the tests off to the side, "you're worried?"

Hotshot was flabbergasted, "yes! Yes I am worried! I'm worried that something will happen while I'm gone! Honey you know for a fact that I wouldn't miss our sparkling's birth for the world! Hell, I don't want to miss anything! I want to make sure that I will be there with you for all of it. From your contractions, all the way 'till we see our little mech or femme, I will be the one by your side encouraging you, helping you, and being there for you through everything."

Hotshot then got close as he placed his large servo on his mate's belly, "do you understand where I'm getting at?"

Medix immediately bursted out crying.

Hotshot quickly brought him into his arms, "whoa hey! Baby please don't cry! It's okay. I'm here now. There's no need to cry."

Medix continued to cry as Hotshot held him close, "I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I didn't realize how worried you were. I'm sorry for ignoring you. I'm sorry for everything!"

Medix then wrapped his arms around his mate as he looked up at him with tears in his optics, "I didn't mean to make you worry. I was just so excited to tell you what names I've come up with and I couldn't wait to tell you. So that's why I kept on texting you. I'm so sorry Hotshot... will you ever forgive me?"

Hotshot cupped his mate's cheekplates, wiped away his tears using his digits, and then gave his mate a gentle kiss, "always. But to be honest, I wouldn't be as worried if you texted me all this a few months ago instead of telling me the day before your due date."

Medix's optics shot wide open.

Hotshot gave him a look, "you forgot, didn't you?"

Medix tried to reach for his phone that was on a nightstand next to the berth but couldn't because his belly prohibited him from leaning forward, "ugh... Hotshot, help."

Hotshot reached over and grabbed the phone with ease, handing it to Medix with a smile, "That was cute."

Medix snatched the phone from him as he turned it on, "no it wasn't."

Hotshot snickered as he rubbed his mate's belly, "Good thing tomorrow's the due date! Our little sparkling ain't looking so little now!"

Medix gave him a side glare as he pulled up his calendar on his phone, "oh so now you're calling me huge."

"Oh here we go."

Medix got angry again, "what's that supposed to mean?!"

Hotshot directed Medix's attention back to his phone, "can you control your hormones for a minute and look at your calendar."

Medix huffed at him but complied, immediately losing color in his faceplates as he saw when the due date was.

"3. . . 2. . . -"

Medix immediately placed his phone down and then buried his face into Hotshot's broad chest plate, "it's tomorrow... my due date is tomorrow..."

Hotshot calmly held his mate close, "it's okay. I'm right here. Everything will be okay... I made sure to get replacements for us for the whole week."

Medix looked up at his mate, "who?"

Hotshot smiled down at him, "Heatwave and Chase."

Medix stifled a laugh, "oh dear."

They both bursted out giggling.

Hotshot held his mate close to him again, "you ready to see our sparkling soon?"

Medix smiled into his mate as he felt their sparkling kick, "I am. I truly am. But I'm also scared..."

Hotshot held his mate more protectively in response.

Medix snorted softly, "not that kind of scared, dear."

"I know", Hotshot said as he placed his large servos on his mate's belly as he held him close, "you're scared because of the birth."

Medix leaned back into his mate as their sparkling continued to kick softly, "the stories I've heard were horrendous..."

"That's because they haven't been doing the right things during their pregnancies. You've been doing all the recommended things through yours."

"Well yes, but-"

"And we've got some of the best medics coming to help with the birth. Medix, there's nothing to be scared of. Everything is going to be okay..."

Medix was about to answer but ended up freezing mid-start.

Hotshot caught that immediately but became incredibly concerned when Medix sent him a panicked bond, "Medix??"

Medix held up a digit at his mate as he stayed silent.

After 30 seconds, Medix sighed heavily, "Braxton Hicks."

"Are you sure?"

"It was no different from the ones I've had in the past."

"Alright... but I felt your belly get really hard-"

"We're made of metal, dipshit", Medix said bluntly.

"Okay first: watch the language. Second: I know that. I'm saying it felt harder than usual."

Medix sighed, "I'm sorry... Also, I truly think it was only a Braxton Hicks."

Hotshot gave in, "alright babe, I believe you."

Medix turned to face his mate, "but I'll let you know if I feel anything else, okay?"

Hotshot felt slightly better, "okay that sounds good. Now you better get back to work on grading those papers! The Recruits worked really hard on them!"

Medix snorted as he kissed his mate, "from the scores they have been receiving... I beg to differ."

They both bursted out giggling as Hotshot set Medix back down on the berth so that he could resume grading.

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Within 30 minutes, Medix was done grading his papers.

He then put the papers away in a folder, stretching and yawning contently as he looked over at his mate.

Hotshot was already in deep recharge.

Medix smiled warmly as he reached over to turn off the light.

Then he felt it.

Medix froze as he felt his belly harden and tighten.

His sudden bond made Hotshot jolt up, "I'm awake babe, I got your bond, wHAT'S WRON-"

Medix then grabbed Hotshot's shoulders and looked him dead in the optics.

"Honey... I'm in labor."

A/N: Cosima was a name created by Jia-Ling