*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.*

Ironhide was speeding down the streets to a destination that was unknown to me. All I really knew was that we were in Virginia, Arlington to be exact. I assumed he was looking for a private place to speak with me and I was thankful for that. The only private place in DC was really the base, but I didn't need everyone to know about this just yet. I would get around to telling everyone, but telling Ironhide was my main concern as of right now.

The rain from earlier had nearly stopped, but I was almost certain that it would pick up sooner or later; the skies were beginning to darken and it was only about four o'clock in the afternoon. I still didn't know how I was supposed to go about telling Ironhide this bit of important information. I knew from my dream that it wouldn't be wise for me to go ahead and tell him I was pregnant, so it seemed as if I was going to have to wing it somehow.

After a few more minutes of driving, Ironhide finally pulled into an isolated field. Once the road was out of sight, he stopped and I quickly got out. I pulled my cardigan over me again and crossed my arms before backing up to give Ironhide some room to transform.

As soon as he felt I was far enough away, that familiar clicking and scraping sound filled my ears. Before long, the large, onyx-colored Cybertronian being I had grown to love knelt before me. My eyes trailed up the length of his mechanical body. The many dents and scrapes he had acquired from years and years of battle were clearly visible on his armor. My eyes met his bright blue optics and they dimmed ever so slightly, probably at the sight of the expression on my face. I was scared though. I was scared of what he may do once I told him and it never once calmed as I looked at him. I just didn't want to lose the best thing that's ever happened to me.

He held his large hand out to me, but I shook my head and took a step back. "You may drop me," I said quietly.

I could see a frown fall upon his face. "You know I would never."

"There's a very strong possibility it may happen after I say what I need to say to you. You may go into shock. I can't take the risk," I retorted. It was for my child's risk actually, but I couldn't very well tell him that just yet.

He gave me a skeptical look, but withdrew his hand. "What's wrong, Lea?"

I looked back to the ground and without thinking, my hand moved down to my abdomen. Even through the thick fabric, I could feel the small bump and I could almost feel the immense amount of life radiating from it. This made me smile ever so slightly and I quickly covered that hand with my other before looking back up at Ironhide.

"Are you aware that you can procreate?" I asked him.

He seemed slightly taken back by the question. "Yes, but it's a completely different method for Cybertronians than it would be with humans."

I raised a brow and pursed my lips. If this were the case, then I wonder exactly what was in that fluid the Sector Seven woman injected into her body. I'd also like to know just what made it so fucking compatible with the human egg.

"That may be true. But, your holoform might as well just be human," I murmured.

"Azalea, what are you talking about?" he asked me.

I chuckled. I could feel my mood changing from scared to playful and I didn't really like it. These mood swings were going to be the death of me. "Ratchet's so smart and just so scientifical, Hide. He forgot to inform you that your holoforms can reproduce, so I'm here to tell you that they can."

He was confused. "What?"

And another mood shift. "I'm pregnant with a techno-organic baby; I'm pregnant with your techno-organic baby." He blinked and I frowned. "You're going to leave me aren't you? This is exactly what I was afraid of. Please don't leave me. I need you," I babbled.

"Azalea, calm down. I'm not leaving you. I would never dream of it. You are my mate and you forever will be, no matter what obstacles we face. I'm always going to be here, kid."

I felt a drop of water on my head and looked up just in time to see it start pouring rain. Ironhide let out a grunt given that he wasn't particularly fond of the rain. I did on the other hand and I smiled before turning back to look at Ironhide.

"So, you don't hate me?" I called through the roar of the rain.

He grunted again and leaned down closer to me. "Of course not. I will never not love you, Lea." He glanced down at my stomach before looking back up at me. "But now you've given me something else to love and I have to say I love you even more for that."

Oh, no. I was losing my grumpy brute. .

"Don't tell me that my grumpy, hard-ass of a brute mate is going all soft on me now," I teased. By now I was soaking wet.

"Hardly. There are just certain emotions I feel when it comes to you. It's all still so strange to me even after spending four Earth years dealing with your bratty self," he responded.

He held his hand out for me once more and this time I happily stepped on. He raised me up so that I was now level with his face and I smiled just at the sight of it. I didn't care that he was a different species. He was still the most perfect being I had ever laid my eyes on.

"You're staring," he chuckled.

My smile only grew. "Because you're perfect. I don't care that you're twenty feet tall and mechanical. You're honestly the most perfect being I've ever lad my eyes on, Ironhide. I can't help but stare."

It was long before he was smiling that cute mechanical smile of his. Standing here in the palm of his hand-even in the poaring rain-had made me forget just how much I loved his Cybertronian form. I placed my hand on his nose plate and leaned forward, planting a small kiss to it, something of which he chuckled at. I pulled away and took a step back only to wind up slipping on his hand. I squealed as I hit the cold, mechanical palm beneath me. The only thing I could hear was Ironhide's deep laughter which slightly shook my form. I pouted and sat there in his palm, my legs crossed and my elbows resting soundly on my knees while I held my head up with my hands.

"Are you done yet?" I baited as I stared up at the laughing bot.

He nodded. "Is everything alright down there?"

I snickered knowing what he was talking about. "As of right now it is," I assured him.

He smiled once more before tucking me closer to his body. The sound of metal scraping filled my ears and the next thing I knew I was sitting in the very warm cabin of Ironhide's alt-form. His holoform materialized almost instantly and I smiled at him while leaning my very damp self against his seat.

"How far along are you exactly?" he asked me.

"According to Ratchet, I'm about eight weeks so conception probably took place the day of my mother's and sister's funeral. That's not peculiar at all," I explained to him, a frown immediately falling onto my face as I thought of my mom and sister. I would give nothing more than for the two of them to be here right now.

"What's wrong, Lea?" Hide asked me.

"Huh?" It was then that I felt the warm liquid trailing down my face. Damn it. I growled and quickly wiped them away and looked back at Ironhide. "Sorry."

He sighed and in a swift movement, he pulled me onto his lap. This only reactivated the tears I had so desperately tried to stop. I hugged him tightly and he held me as I cried. "Talk to me, kid."

"I don't know how to do this without my mom. She knows how to handle this. I don't. My dad told me he was going to try to help me as much as he could and of course I'm going to let him, but I just wish she was here. I wish her and Annabelle were here. My mom would definitely enjoy having a grandson or granddaughter and Anna most certainly would love her little niece or nephew. It's just not fair," I told him.

He sighed and squeezed me. "It isn't, but realize that you have other people that are willing to be here for you as much as they possibly can, kid. I promise you that I will be here for you whenever you need me. I'm also going to attempt this whole 'being a parental unit' for you. I love you too much to leave you alone in this. Come to think of it, I love you too much to leave you alone ever."

I smiled, his words sending happiness into my body. He was just so special to me and I didn't know what to do without him. I pulled away from him and rested my forehead over top of his and almost immediately his lips met mine. I deepened the kiss and my arms moved from his waist to his neck. His hands were now firmly placed onto my bottom and he pulled me closer to him. I blamed these retched mood swings for my feelings at the moment, so before we could go any further, I pulled away.

"My hormones have been controlling me for the past eight weeks. I believe I need to learn a little bit of self control," I whispered as I pressed my forehead back to his.

He chuckled. "I believe that a lack of self control is appropriate for certain situations."

I smirked. "Not when you're pregnant and fat."

He grunted and raised a finger up to my forehead, gently pushing it away from him. He looked down at my stomach and frowned. "I can tell that there has been a slight change to your bodily structure, but I can assure you that there has not been enough change to make you fat."

I huffed. "I'll get there sooner or later. Just wait."

He raised a brow before shaking his head. "Another Azalea running around your apartment. I honestly don't know how I'm going handle it," he teased.

I scoffed. "Excuse you, but it could also be a little fucking Ironhide. You're just as bad, if not worse than I am. And either way, whatever it is will probably share an ample amount of both our characteristics so it will probably be one bad ass little kid."

He snorted back a laugh and I smirked. It was true though. Ironhide were nearly alike regarding our personalities. He was just a lot grumpier than I was and not to mention a lot more violent. .kind of. But as of lately I haven't been very violent, so he took the award for that.

"What a fantastic sparkling this will be," he baited.

"This sparkling has made it to where I can't eat anything anymore though. I'm quite upset about that," I frowned.

He chuckled. "That's actually a good thing. I've been trying to get you to eat healthier for years. At least now you have a plausible reason to do so."

I smiled. "You're right. This is going to be so worth scarfing down nasty ass salads for the next six months. "Would you like to feel the progress?" I asked him.

He gave me a confused look and I laughed before taking his hand and holding it to my stomach; surprisingly enough, I felt a sense of comfort from not only his touch, but the life inside me. He looked down but I could still see his eyes brighten ever so slightly; I could almost feel his true form shift beneath me. I intertwined our fingers together and leaned down to hug him again.

"That was strange, yet admirable," I heard him say. I smiled. "I've never felt so much love in my life."

So I wasn't the only one it seems. .

"Me either. No offense to you or anything," I giggled.

"Likewise."

"I still love you more than anything in the world though. That is something that will never change, Ironhide. I promise you that," I told him.

"I love you very much, kid. I can also promise you that it won't change any time soon either. Whether you're dwelling within the Well of All Sparks or not. Don't you ever forget that."

I smiled. In this very moment I felt whole and I honestly wouldn't trade it for the world.

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