Well I'm upper upper class high society

God's gift to ballroom notoriety

And I always fill my ballroom

The event is never small

The social pages say I've got

The biggest balls of all

Big Balls - AC/DC

(A.N.: Not. A. Word. Please. The song was a suggestion from a very psychotic friend of mine who's girlfriend thought it would be funny to have her suggest this when she learned I had no clue what song to use. So to point the blame, ShadeDaruk, this is all your fault. You girls drive me nuts. {C.M.})

Metallicar stood outside of the Med Bay doors, relieved to finally be over her heat cycle. Though currently she was waiting to meet her nephew. Or her niece. Either way.

She looked up as the door opened, Crosshairs tackling her. "Sparky! It's a femme! It's a li'l femme!" He grinned, hugging her tightly. She chuckled and stood, glancing into the room.

"Well am I going to get to meet my little niece?" She smirked. Crosshairs nodded and walked in, his helm held high. Drift looked up and smiled as Metallicar sat in a chair, seeing the little green femme with blue accents as she rested on her carrier's chassis. "What's her name?"

"Crossiron." The infant yawned, optics as blue as the ocean opening and focusing on Metallicar.

"May I hold her?" She asked, holding her arms out. Drift nodded as Crosshairs delicately moved the tiny bundle to Metallicar. She gently cradled the newspark, looking to her brother. "The first sparkling born of two Cybertronians since the fall of our home." He nodded and smiled lovingly at his creation.

"She is. An' she is perfect." He whispered. Crossiron seemed to know the sound of her sire's voice, as she looked up at him. She smiled and yawned again, snuggling as close to Metallicar as her tiny frame could.

"She is so small." Drift noticed. "When you are holding her, Metallicar."

"It's the color difference." She chuckled, pulling something from her subspace. "Allow this gift from me, as a welcome to the world." She whispered, gently clipping the chain around the femme's wrist.

"What is it?" Drift asked. Metallicar looked up at him.

"A totem of protection. Many things were combined into this. Yet it remains light as a feather." Crosshairs looked to the charm bracelet and smiled.

"Sparky it's great." He sat beside Drift, who sat up as Crossiron reached for him. "Thank ya." Drift gently took the femme before Metallicar stood.

"Well, my sparklings need me. So I'll see ya both shortly." Crosshairs nodded.

"Tell Dean the good news." Drift added. "He has been wanting to know since I first entered Med Bay."

"Of course he does." She smiled. "He wants to see his neice." With that she bid them goodbye before walking out.

-

Alice lay on her back, feeling Optimus' servo on her abdomen as his fingers absentmindedly traced symbols in Cybertronian. Though it was an unconcious action, as her husband was still fast asleep.

The thought still sent a thrill through her every time she thought of it. It was the mere thought of being with such an amazing person that made her grin every time. She looked up at him, seeing a smile on his features. He felt her happiness and she doubled it, gently using it to inform him that she wished to move.

One optic slowly opened, settling on Alice as she kissed him. "Good morning my dearest." She whispered.

"Hmm. Alice." He smiled.

"You can go back to sleep love, after you let me up." She teased sweetly. He simply burrowed his helm into her neck and mumbled something. "Come on hun. I need to get up." She chuckled.

"Do you have to sweetspark?" She looked to him and sighed, smiling a bit.

"I suppose I don't have to yet." He smiled and placed a light kiss to the corner of her lips before falling quickly back into recharge. Alice chuckled and cuddled up to him, allowing herself to relax as she waited for Optimus to fully wake.

-

Sierra looked to Cliffjumper's holoform, which was eyeing up a man across the room. Juliet looked up as well and chuckled as the mech returned his attention to them. "What?" He asked.

"Nothing." Sierra smiled innocently.

"Oh, a bot can't enjoy the view?" He joked, making Sierra chuckle.

"That's not it at all. More like wondering when you were going to go ask for his number." He rolled his eyes and looked to the man.

"No. He's got a girlfriend." He looked to the two women. "So I doubt he'd be interested in me."

"Good point." She stated, looking at a white cocktail dress patterned with cherry blossoms. "But don't worry Cliff. You'll find some guy who catches your optic." She took the dress and went to try it on as Juliet kept looking.

"I don't know why Sierra is throwing a formal party. It just doesn't make sense."

"I don't know either." He mused, looking at a few other dresses for the woman behind him. "Maybe she just felt like it."

"Maybe. But it's very.... Un-Sierra of her." The woman returned with a grin, the white dress draped over her arm.

"Juliet, I found the perfect one for you." She stated proudly, holding up a black dress. Juliet stared in awe at the silky black dress, taking it into her hands. "You go try it, Cliff go with her. I'm going to go find shoes." She turned and left as Juliet and Cliffjumper walked to the back. Juliet entered the changing stall, Cliffjumper waiting outside.

"So Cliff, how are you liking Earth?" She asked.

"Very organic. Beautiful." He looked up. "And full of amazing lifeforms." He added, watching a group walk past the store they were in.

"Gawking over more guys?" She teased.

"Well why not? Only femme I ever loved is on her way to being bonded." He pushed away from the wall. "But she's happier than Ive ever seen her before so I'm happy for her."

"Wait. Only one I know set to bond is Arcee." The door opened, Cliffjumper still looking forwards.

"That's her al-" He turned to see Juliet is a black dress that stopped at her knees with a small slit up the leg. Red gems began at her waist in the occasional placement. As the dress continued the random pattern became more frequent. "Right. Woah, you look awesome." She looked it over with a smile.

"Thanks Cliff." She turned and he nodded. "Alright. I'm getting it." She grinned.

"Technically, I'm paying." Sierra grinned, holding up a pair of black high-heeled ankle boots that matched nicely with Juliet's dress.

"Sierra these are gorgeous!" She took them and smiled.

"Yep. Now go change back and take Cliff. I'll meet you at the food court once I'm done paying."

"Okay." She grinned and rushed back into the changing stall.

"This is going to be fun."

-

Bumblebee beeped and whirred in irritation at the game, making Moonracer laugh. "Come on. Best three out of five?" He pouted and frowned, being accustomed to leaving his battle mask down when around the femme. Even though he didn't like doing so as it only served to remind him of what he couldn't use.

He was reminded, instead, of it's other purpose as Moonracer pulled him down and kissed him, her arms winding around his neck as his servo slid to her waist. The game lay forgotten as he pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her.

"Ug, get a room will you?" Both looked up to see Gabriel walking in.

"What crawled up your tailpipe and died?" Moonracer crossed her arms.

"I can't find Jenny anywhere. She's not on base and her sister went shopping with Sierra. I was going to take her out on a date." He pouted, collapsing in a chair.

"Poor archangel." Moonracer stated, snuggled up against Bumblebee's side. He glared at them as Crowley walked in.

"Ah, there you are. You're little pet is looking for you." Gabriel looked unamused.

"Why would she ask you to find me?"

"Because I'm supposed to give you this. She wants you to meet her here tomorrow night at the supplied time." He held out a slip of paper and Gabriel took it. He read it and stood, walking from the room.

"So why'd she go to you?"

"She didn't. Not exactly. She asked me to help find a way to thank him. So, while she snuck off to her little hideout I followed her and decided to surprise her by sending the angel there at a time I knew she'd be there."

"She's going to kick your aft."

"Probably. But she made the mistake of trusting a demon." With a smirk he vanished, making Moonracer roll her optics.

"Everyone here is so dramatic." Bumblebee simply laughed and pulled her in for another kiss.

-

Alice sat at a table in the Rec Room, having finally managed to convince her tired husband to allow her out of bed. Currently she was with her dad, who was talking animatedly, though not to her. He grinned up at his daughter before turning back to speaking to the bump that was making it harder to find comfortable shirts.

"And I promise I will tell you every embarrassing story I know about your mommy. Okay?" Alice groaned.

"Daddy." She pouted, making him laugh.

"Come on Alice. It's my job as your father and the kid's grandfather." She watched him stand and pull her up into a gentle hug. "Your mom would be so proud of you." He whispered, making her smile sadly.

"Yeah. She would." She looked up at him and he continued hugging her.

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon Alice. I swear. I'm going to be here, spoiling the little rugrat and I'm going to make sure that Prime never hurts my baby girl." She laughed softly.

"Dad he won't hurt me Not now, not ever. I promise. Okay?" He nodded.

"Okay." With that she sat back down and Bobby took a seat next to her, returning his attention to the grandchild he simply could not wait to meet. "I promise. I will always keep you safe."

-

Ratchet slammed his wrench into Sunstreaker's helm before doing the same to the mech's twin. "You slagging morons! Humans are fragile. You have to be careful around them!" Rachel looked to the two mechs.

"Ratchet stop. They already feel bad enough for breaking my arm. Besides, does no one listen to me? I mean, hell. I'm not exactly human!" She cracked her arm back into place and stood. "I told you two I didn't need to come in here." A minute later her arm was back to normal, making Ratchet stare at her in shock.

"How...?"

"Half. Shifter." She anunciated. "I'm what dumbass one and two hunt." She crossed her arms.

"Half shifter? What else?"

"Human. Well technically a lot of shifters are half human but I'm a little different." She sat. "I'm a genetic anomaly. Silver can't hurt me but I take longer than most shifters to heal. Also I'm not quite as strong as them."

"You're not?" Sideswipe's optics were wide. "Femme you were strong enough to pin Sunny down when I-"

"Woah! Don't think Ratchet wants to hear this." Rachel quickly spoke up.

"No. I do not." Said medic grimaced before looking up as Casidy entered the room with puffy, tired eyes. Ratchet instantly mass-shifted and walked over to his assistant. "Casidy?" She instantly latched onto him and he hugged her, servo running through her hair as he simply held her.

"S-sorry Ratch. N-nother ni-nightmare." She sniffled, making Rachel's features soften.

"It's alright Casidy. It has gone away now. Remember what I told you?" The former werewolf looked up at Ratchet.

"Th-that they weren't real. B-but Ratch it was a vampire! H-he was trying to kill me." Rachel thought she heard the woman faintly saying 'again' as she sunk into Ratchet's arms. Rachel stood and looked to the Terror Twins, making sure they saw her speak.

'Not a word to anyone.' She mouthed, her expression serious. The twins merely nodded as Sideswipe picked her up, silently leaving.

Once Ratchet was sure they were gone he scooped up Casidy, noting that she was already almost asleep again. "Ratchet?" She spoke, her voice cracking over the word.

"Yes Casidy?" She looked almost sheepish as she spoke the next words.

"W-will you stay with me?" He looked to the clock, seeing that it was only six in the morning. He sighed and quickly commed Knockout to ask him to take over in the Med Bay. The red mech agreed with a bit of confusion. But a still sent to him of the almost broken woman in Ratchet's arms made him understand.

A final comm was sent to a half-aware Prime, telling him that he wouldn't be in for most of the day. He only sent a confirmation before going back to recharge. Ratchet shook his head before walking to his berthroom.

He climbed up the ladder on the side of his berth, carefully balancing Casdiy in one arm and making sure she didn't bump into anything. He finally reached the top and gently lay her on the large mech pillow, dragging out a blanket he kept for days like this. He gently draped it over her before laying down by her side.

Unlike most other times she reached out and pulled herself flush against his chest, fiting herself along every curve as if she was made to set there. Ratchet merely sighed and held the woman, slowly drifting off to sleep as she did.

-

That Evening

-

Juliet and Sierra stood side by side, working with their hair. Jenny sat behind them in a gold cocktail dress that Jason had supplied. As she moved the women swore they saw feathers, cleverly hidden against the fabric. "I don't understand why I am going. I will not fit in."

"You never know till you try." Juliet reassured her. "Though I do want to know why Jason got your dress." Sierra leaned over to whisper in Juliet's ear.

"Because Jason didn't buy it." She spoke lightly as Jenny was distracted, gently removing her hair from tiny braids that had been created after she had showered. "Gabriel did. He's attending the party because Jenny's going."

"Really?" She glanced to the girl as she undid the final braid, making Juliet's eyes widen. "Woah." Jenny looked up.

"It is really that bad?" Juliet shook her head.

"No. Not one bit. You look amazing Jen." She walked over, looking to the beautiful waves the braids had created. "But, how about Sierra and I do something to help out your natural beauty?"

"What is that?" Jenny asked. Both women grinned, making the black haired woman worry.

"We add just a hint of makeup." Sierra held up the container as Juliet dragged Jenny over. And for the first time since meeting Gabriel, Jenny began t fear for her life.

-

"I don't get why Red's going." Gabriel gestured to Cliffjumper before adjusting his tie. He then straightened the three piece suit and brushed off microscopic bits of dirt.

"For the same reason you are Gabriel. To keep Jenny calm. We cannot take Wheeljack as he is on a date and Cliffjumper seems to be one she's been warming up to."

"And why is Jenny going?" He asked again for what felt like the thousandth time. Jason simply sighed.

"Because she is Juliet's sister. And before you ask, the Winhester boys are not going because they are hunters. Also Dean has kids to watch over and Sam is.... Otherwise occupied." Jason nodded approvingly at his own suit. "Crowley! Your tailor is exquisite. You must allow me to borrow him more."

"Whatever you say, Jason." The crossroads demon muttered, making Jason chuckle.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood tonight Crowley." The king's hand fell to rest on the blade that sat on his belt. "Else we'd need a new 'king' of the crossroads." Crowley fell silent before looking up.

"Girls are here." Jason turned with a smile as Soundwave joined them. He and Jason were both shocked into silence as their women came into view. They stared as Gabriel chuckled, looking for Jenny.

"Now," Juliet spoke, making all attention turn to her. "I know this night isn't about her but we had to." Sierra cleared her throat and held her head high.

"Gentlemen. I present to you, Jenny Winchester." The women stepped aside and Jenny stepped out, her wings behind her and barely dragging along the ground, having grown since they were no longer confined.

She looked up, emerald eyes locking on them and made impossibly brighter by touches of make up here and there. Blush dusted her cheeks and she wore a ruby colored lipstick. Something that only emphasized her, as Gabriel called them, perfect lips.

Gabriel's wings spread in shock and possessiveness as several soldiers gawked and whistled to the shy woman. She blushed and looked to her feet, which were adorned in fashionable flats.

Though her sister held twice the attention she did as she hooked a choker around her neck, two red crystals to the right side with three hanging from chains below each. It was a joke of sorts, wearing a 'bitten' choker. But she liked it and no one was going to argue with her.

"Now. Is anyone going to tell me what this party is for?" Juliet spoke, walking to Jason.

"Indeed. It is not Sierra's, as you have already assumed. But rather mine. As a way to introduce you to my domain. And to tell them all that you are mine." He pulled her to him and smirked.

"Oh really?" She chuckled. "And what would make you think I'd agree with this?"

"Because, my dear, you love me that much." She smirked and pulled him down slightly.

"You're so very lucky I do." She then kissed him, making Jenny shake her head and look to Gabriel. She seemed shocked to see him so dressed up.

"Jenjen. You look beautiful." He whispered, walking up and taking her hand. He bowed a bit and kissed the back of it while smiling. She blushed, her other hand attempting to hide this.

"Th-thank you. A-a-and you look ha-handsome Gabe." She managed, sputtering shyly as his wings flared slightly. She noticed this happened only after the compliment left her lips. He smirked and she moved to stand close to his side, almost hidden in his coat as he wrapped his arm around her. "You coming too Soundwave?" The mech simply nodded as he took Sierra's hand.

"Well then." Jason spoke up. "Shall we?"

And with that the gathered group vanished, Crowley lagging behind as Jenny's kitten attempted to follow. He simply called for Zasha, who bolted in and picked up her tiny companion before leaving the room. Satisfied that she wouldn't be able to sneak in with him he vanished, fully convinced that tonight wasn't going to go as smoothly as Jason had planned.

He could only hope he was wrong.

(A.N.: Also, the following is an image of Gabriel's suit. And yes, yes I did just do that. {C.M.})