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~One year later~

"Fixit!" You call out the minicon's designation as a painful tremor rocks your chest.

The sparkling is coming.

The minicon hurriedly appears with Sideswipe at his side.

"What's going on? Are you alright." Your bondmate's worried voice is calming as another harsh pain shoots through your chest.

"It's the sparkling. I think he's coming now!"
Fixit's optics widen in alarm and he hurries forwards.
"Quick! To the protoform!" The minicon is halfway to the blocked off area when your chestplates start to force themselves open.

"Sideswipe!" Your fear filled voice brings panic to his spark, and he quickly picks you off the ground and carries you the last couple yards to the blocked off area.

Pain radiates from your side of the bond, and you can see Sideswipe's faceplates contort as he tries to take the pain from you so you don't have to take it.

At the sounds of the commotion, the other bots start arriving to the corner. One by one. Until even the humans are there.

But the second he lays you on the Cybertronian berth, Fixit shoos Sideswipe away, and Optimus places a servo on your bondmate's shoulderplate in comfort as you are blocked from his view.

"She must be alone in this time Sideswipe. But you will be the first to meet your sparkling once it is over." The Prime guides Sideswipe to sit against the wall, and Strongarm sits beside him. Giving silent reassurance.

Meanwhile, you force yourself to block off the bond to prevent Sideswipe from feeling the pain, and you groan as your chestplates move out of the way completely to show your glowing blue spark. 

A section of it seems to be trying to break away.

Your sparkling.

Fixit respectively adverts his gaze from your spark, and turns his back. Only there in case of something going wrong.

He moves to lift the naturally white protoform, and gently sets it beside you.
Manually opening it's chestplates to show an empty space where it's spark will soon be.

Another wave of pain hits, and you're unable to hide it from the bond.

With one last pained groan, a small light is seen as the piece of your spark raises itself into the air, and darts towards the already prepared protoform next to you.

A soothing hum emits from your chassis as your sparkling's optics come online. With a gasp, you prop yourself up, and carefully pick up your sparkling. The little mech reaches towards your faceplates as his chestplates click into place over his sparkchamber, and beside you, Fixit wipes coolant from his optics before turning away from the motherly sight in front of him and leaving the blocked off area to send in a frantically pacing red mech.

Your chestplates close up, sealing off your sparkchamber, and that's when Sideswipe rushes to your side. Having felt pain from your side of the bond. Examining your frame for any sign of pain. But when his gaze lands on the small, now crimson mech in your arms, his worried optics melt and he freezes in his tracks.

Overwhelming affection flows from your side of the bond as you gaze up at your bondmate.

"You did it." Sideswipe's voice is filled with pure adoration and love as he takes in the sight of his sparkling.

He's a sire.

The thought rings through his processor, and a gleeful smile stretches his faceplates, turning into a joyous laugh.

"I'm a sire!" His yell of absolute joy melts your spark as he moves to hug you. Careful of the tiny mech in your arms.

The cheers of the team seem to be far away as your sparkling clicks in its own language, and a burst of warmth fills your chassis at the sight of the adorable mech.

"What should we name him?" Your voice is tired, yet loving as you allow your bondmate to hold his tiny sparkling.

Sideswipe scans his newly created sparkling. His optics grazing over the crimson paint and dimly lit e/c optics. The little mech reaches up with his servos, and touches his sire's faceplates with a quiet whirr and click of curiosity.

His smile never falters as he turns his gaze back to you and cradles your sparkling.

"How does the designation Coil sound?"