*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

I stood staring at myself in the mirror, contemplating over just how I should go about this situation. The only thing that I could feel inside my body was an overwhelming amount of fear. It wasn't because of the new found information that the Autobot medic had recently provided me with either; it was because of what I was about to do. Ironhide deserved nothing more than to know what has been going on, but I was afraid of what he would think about this. The only thing that I could do at the moment was hope and pray for the best.

With a sigh, I stepped away from the mirror and slowly padded out of my bedroom. I closed the door behind me and quickly stepped down the stairs, the loud sound of the flat screen TV in my living room flooding my ears. Ironhide's holoform could be seen sitting on the couch; it was where he normally was whenever I woke up.

The sound of my footsteps caused him to look away from the TV and over to me. A smile was now present on his face as he watched me walk over. I sat down beside him on the couch and he wasted no time at all in pulling me to his side. I frowned and wrapped my arm around the front of his torso. I was still fairly frightened about telling him, but I knew that I needed to.

"Ironhide, I have to tell you something," I started.

"Hm?" he hummed as he rubbed my arm.

Just say it Azalea. "I'm pregnant."

His body stiffened below me and he immediately let go of me. He got off of the couch and stood in front of me, his blue eyes boring into my own. They held many emotions, but the ones I was more concerned with were the emotions of hurt, anger, and sadness. I knew exactly what he was thinking; he believes I've been unfaithful.

"What?" he seethed.

He obviously wasn't aware of his holoform's reproduction predicament. It had only just now occurred to me that I probably should have begun with that particular detail in the first place. Had I, he wouldn't be so angry at the moment and I wouldn't be so upset about this.

I held a hand out to him, but he rejected me. I frowned. "Please don't be angry, Ironhide. Let me-"

He cut me off. "How can you expect me not to be angry? It appears to me as if you've been unfaithful to me. Do I mean nothing to you, Azalea?"

I could already feel the warm tears trailing down my face and I mentally scolded myself for not starting with his holoform's reproduction ability. It would have saved so many emotions and so many words. I could already tell where this was going by the way he was acting and I had to say that I did not particularly like it; it would actually be the understatement of the century.

"You mean everything to me, Ironhide. I swear it. Please let me speak. Just let me explain to you what I need to" I begged him. I stood up in an attempt to get close to him, but he took several steps away from me; his actions had never hurt me so much in the four years I had been with him.

"No. This was never a game to me, Azalea. You forget that I'm not human. Aside from battle, I'm quite serious when it comes to matters such as being in a 'relationship'."

He began to walk away but I stopped him before he could get too far away from me. I wrapped my small hand around his wrist and he stopped, his eyes moving down to my hand. I could make out the very distinct expression of disgust on his face and I frowned before ripping my hand away.

"Why won't you just let me explain something to you, Hide? Please, you're killing me," I whimpered.

He looked at me and his expression literally caused my chest to ache greatly. He hated me, I could just tell by looking at his face. It pained me to see him like this. It pained me to know that he was this way just because of something I said to him. All I was trying to do was get him to understand this, but he wouldn't let me. I didn't know how I was supposed to get him to let me either. He seemed to be in a fit of rage and at the moment I couldn't really say anything to make him listen.

"I need to go," he grumbled.

My heart was ready to beat from my chest. I knew that if he walked out this door, I would never see him again and I definitely didn't want that. He needed to stop being stubborn and listen to me. I couldn't let him leave me. I couldn't lose him period, especially not now. I needed him in my life. I needed him to help me get through this and without him I would be left to take care of it alone.

I quickly ran after him, grabbing on tightly to his arm as he opened up my apartment door. He sighed and turned around to look at me. This time the only thing I could see on his face and in his eyes were hurt and betrayal. He was so wrong about me. Never in my life would I ever think of hurting him in that way. I loved this Cybertronian entirely too much to ever do something like that. He was and is literally my entire life; without him I am nothing.

"Please don't leave me, Ironhide. I need you so much. Please just let me explain," I pleaded with him. I was truly hoping that he would take my words into consideration, but the angry glint in his eyes informed me otherwise.

His hand was slowly slipping from my own and the tears were flowing down my face at such a fast pace that I didn't even have enough time to wipe them away.

"Goodbye, Azalea. I will always love you." And that was it. He yanked his arm out of my grasp and quickly ran out of the door, leaving me alone in the middle of the dark apartment. It slammed behind him and I jumped, startled by the noise.

I just stood there staring at the now closed door. My body trembled with fear and sadness. I was alone. .we were alone. He had left us and there was a slim chance that he was ever coming back. With a feeling of weakness overwhelming me, I dropped to my knees and cried. I clutched my abdomen with one arm while I steadied myself on the floor with the other.

"What are we supposed to do without you?" I whimpered. It wasn't long before I was met with the familiar face of darkness.

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My body was shaking tremendously. I could still feel the warm tears streaming down my face and honestly I didn't think they would stop. My mate had left me and my baby alone and he wasn't coming back. My heart was literally broken.

"Azalea, wake up," I heard my dad's voice say. This confused me. When had he gotten here?

I thought better of questioning it further and instead, I looked to him for comfort. Without opening my tearful eyes, I quickly wrapped my arms around him. "I told you he was going to hate me. He left me, daddy," I cried.

"No he didn't. Damn it. Open your eyes," he instructed me. With a sigh, my eyes flickered open. Instead of my apartment being dark, it was dimly lit by the TV and the almost visible sun outside. Adalyn and my dad sat beside me on the couch and I was confused.

"Huh?" is all that I could get out in my state of confusion.

"You had a nightmare, Lea. Everything's fine," Adalyn assured me.

"So, Ironhide didn't leave me?" I squeaked.

My dad chuckled. "No. As a matter of fact he's sitting right over there," he informed me as he pointed to the opposite side of the room. I turned my head almost immediately to see him sitting in the recliner staring at me with an incredibly confused and worried expression on his face.

I sighed in relief and was ready to speak to him until that very familiar lurch in my stomach returned after days of dormancy. Without wasting my time running to my upstairs bathroom, I got up off of the couch and ran to the bathroom in the hall. I could hear small footsteps following closely behind me and I didn't need to turn around to know they were Adalyn's.

I burst through the bathroom door and leaned down over the toilet to let this morning's breakfast leave my system. Adalyn took my hair in her hands and I felt her lean down beside me. "You need to tell him soon," she whispered to me.

I sighed and flushed the toilet before grabbing a towel off of the shower rod and wiping my mouth. I could sense two more people now standing in the bathroom or at least standing in the doorway. I glanced over to see my dad and Ironhide's holoform just staring at me. My dad knew the reason for my random sickness, but Ironhide did not. A frown found its way onto my face as I met his eyes. Adalyn was right about me having to tell him. Of course I was scared, but I would have to get over it.

Once I regained an ample amount of my strength back, I stood up. Adalyn let go of my hair and she gave me a small smile before she and my dad strolled back into the living room. I looked at Ironhide and sighed sadly before walking over to give him a hug. He squeezed me back tightly and I pulled away, craning my head up to look into his eyes.

"I really need to talk to you about something," I started.

"Okay. Talk," he instructed me.

I shook my head. "No. I need to talk to you. Not your holoform. It would mean more to me if I could."

He seemed a little puzzled at first, but once he thought about it he nodded. I gave him a small smile and he grabbed my hand before leading me back out into the living room. I stopped and looked at Adalyn and my dad. "I'll be back in a little bit. Help yourselves to whatever. Just don't burn the complex down, please."

All they did was laugh. Adalyn delivered a loud "GOOD LUCK" which in turn only caused me to sigh as Ironhide dragged me out the door and down to his alt-form. I hesitated once I came to the passenger's side of his alt-form and placed my hand on the side of it before looking down at the ground. The fear had surfaced yet again and I was debating whether or not I should just turn and run.

"Don't even think about running away. I'll catch you. Get in," I heard a gruff voice instruct me. It was Ironhide, of course. I opened the door quickly and hopped in. This was going to be a long ride.

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