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Times Are Changing	By : LuciferDragon Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 4016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Icestriker, Jadefire, and Katrina. Everything else belongs to the Transformers movie-verse. I make no money off this fic. It's all in good fun.

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By the time Ironhide approached the planes, he only found Icestriker and Jolt, conversing in a corner. He frowned as he approached them. "Where are Jadefire and Ratchet? Did they already board?"

Icestriker shook his head. "It'll take a few hours to fuel each of the planes, so they said we didn't have to get on." He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "Ratchet followed her behind this building. Might be able to find them. She was pretty pissed. Ratchet's calming her down."

Ironhide nodded and stalked towards where he felt her distress.

"… That's still no reason to get out of line and punch your comrade's circuits out."

He heard her scoff. "I think it's a perfect reason. I thought Jolt's attitude was shifty. His has been slag for months, and I'm tired of it. He needed a good punch in the face."

"Glad it was you and not one of the mechs," Ironhide answered as he came into view of the two. "You did less damage than they would have."

She grinned at him. "I was holding back, Dear. So you wouldn't have to reprimand me in public."

"Wouldn't be able to do it effectively." He looked to the medic. "Everything fine, Ratchet?"

"She's fine now. Just stressed out."

"Everyone's been stressed. I just lashed out," she said, waving a hand in dismissal. "Won't happen again so long as he keeps a pede in that mouth of his." She attempted to get up from her sitting place on a few large shipping crates, but lost her balance suddenly, making Ratchet catch her. "Not sure where that came from." She put a hand to the front of her helm. "Must be getting a little virus."

Ratchet frowned. "I checked you last week for your monthly record, same as the others. Couldn't possibly be it."

"Probably nothing."

"Wouldn't trust something happening in case we'll be needed." Ironhide nodded to Ratchet. "Mind seeing if something's wrong, Doc 'Bot?"

"Wouldn't hurt," he responded. "Might take awhile though since I don't really have my equipment."

"I-I do," Jadefire said, feeling a bit tired. "Grabbed a few things before we took off in case I'd have to fix someone up. It's inside."

"I'll go bide my time with Jolt and the others then," Ironhide said, gesturing back up front. "Find me when you're done."

She nodded, watching him walk off to join the rest of them.

"Come along then," Ratchet said, indicating she follow him around front and back inside. He led her to the back of the base, allowing her to pick up her small thing of tools as they went. She sat on another shipping crate as he went through her container. "Are you feeling fatigued by any chance? Sudden processor aches?"

"Yeah, nothing worrisome though."

He frowned as he pulled out the energy reader. "I'm afraid to ask, but do you feel like you have to purge your fuel tank every so often?"

"Not that I know of. Just tired. Figured it was stress."

"Sit still for me." He turned on the reader and pointed it at her spark. He waited for what seemed like forever before his optics widened ever so slightly. "Interesting."

"What?"

"I had just thought… but then again, you haven't had the chance…"

"Chance for what?"

"To start carrying."

She looked at him dumbfounded for a moment. "I-I… No, I can't be. We only did it the one time since."

"Only takes one." He turned off the device. "But you're not carrying. Not yet, anyway. However, your body is preparing itself for the chance you might."

She frowned. "That's one thing I haven't had time to study. What happens?"

"You should know." He put the reader away. "When a mommy and daddy love each other very much—"

"Shove it, Ratchet, and be serious."

"I am. That's how it happens. Sparkbound males and females mate through the bond, and under the right circumstances, the combined spark breaks a miniscule, microscopic piece off into the carrier's chamber, where it eventually moves to a chamber of its own in the carrier."

"Don't chambers have to be built?"

"Not this one. You have a small chamber, all femmes do. It just doesn't actually serve a purpose until the femme is bound. It's the area right below your spark chamber." He saw her look of confusion. "I take it you never really looked at your inner workings."

"Never had a reason to."

He sighed. "All right, open up."

She hesitated but did so, lightly prying at her sloped chest plates until they pulled away to show her spark chamber, glowing happily with the two faintly different shades of blue.

Ratchet took her hand and placed it right below her spark chamber. "Feel that opening?"

She nodded, wiggling her fingers around the barely five inch space. "Yeah…"

"It's a carrying chamber for a sparkling. That's where the tiny chip will go to develop until it is ready to be put into a protoform of its own."

"Never knew that one." She lightly ran a digit around the chamber, imagining another warmth taking its place. Jadefire caught herself in her thoughts, and shook her head, withdrawing her fingers and letting her chest plates close again. "Okay, so I'm not carrying. That's good… I guess."

Ratchet frowned again. "For right now, I suppose it would be best. We don't really have the resources or time to build a protoform."

"Development takes time, I thought."

"It does, but we still don't know what to expect right now. These are not times for hatchlings."

She pushed off from the crate. "No, I understand. Thanks, Ratch, for always looking out for me."

He gave her a warm smile. "Go find your mech. I'm sure you can find things to do while we wait for the planes to be refueled and serviced."

Jadefire shielded her optics at the setting sun as she emerged from the hanger. When she spotted her target, she stalked up to him and the other mechs, lightly touching his cannon. "So I take it we have a few hours yet?" We need to talk.

Ironhide frowned, but kept up appearances. "Less. Just about an hour. They have two more planes to fuel." Did Ratchet find something wrong?

"Ah, yeah, that will take awhile then." Excuse yourself, and follow me to the edge of the base. Transform when we get there.

He nodded and looked to Sideswipe, Jolt, and Icestriker. "Power down while we have the chance. Never know what to expect."

As they departed muttering agreement, he followed Jadefire as far away from the hustle and bustle of the base as they could. Once the air became stiller, she leaned forward into her alt form and activated her holoform, shifting the shorts from her last use into a skirt for a change of appearance.

He did the same, choosing to not change anything from their last encounter as temporary humans. "Why are we doing this now?"

"Private conversation. Just not spark conversation. It may get confusing sorting out what needs to be said, or what needs to be kept as thought."

"You're spooked. What did he find?"

She pushed past him to the passenger side of his alt mode, refusing to meet his broken gaze.

He felt her temporary close her mind to him, so he couldn't find out what was wrong. "Jade…" He opened the door to his alt form's driver's side, feeling extremely odd operating his body from the outside. When he closed the door behind him, he saw her iridescent blue eyes shining brighter than normal. "There's something wrong, so tell me. Otherwise you wouldn't be keeping me out."

Jadefire took a quick glance to his holo, taking in the disheveled black hair peppered with grey, the finely toned muscles displayed from the still-open shirt, the ragged scar over his right eye, an exact replica of his damaged optic. Even in this form she could tell he was older, but a part of him wouldn't admit to it. "I'm not ready."

"Ready for what?"

She took a deep breath, steadying herself. "You asked me a few days ago if I was ready to be a mother. I'm not." Jadefire gave a shaky laugh. "It looks like I just needed a scare to realize it."

He gave a deep frown, completely confused. "Start from the beginning, because I have no idea what even brought this on."

She pulled her legs to her chest and rubbed her bare arms. "I've been a bit more tired lately, and processor aches are getting more and more common. Due to that, Ratchet thought I was carrying. That's what he was testing for."

Ironhide's nerves clenched. "And?"

"I'm not."

"Then why are you upset, if you know you're not ready?"

"Whoever is ready, right? You said so yourself." She kept her chin rested on her arms as she looked at him. "So, I need to know: Do you want…" She clenched her eyes, attempting to let the words out.

Fortunately, she didn't have to. "I do, actually. I do want hatchlings again. But not until we can be sure it'd be safe."

She smiled and lowered her legs finally. "With you as a dad, I think it'd be pretty damn safe."

He gave her a smug smile. "You bet your ass it would be." He nodded to the back row. "Want to move this conversation?"

"Dirty old man."

He showed his teeth a bit. "Get in the back," he growled. "Before I make you go back there." He moved first, laying horizontal over the bench seating. "Now, Femme."

She shivered and smiled, climbing over the seats and into the back, straddling over his form. "How much longer do you think it'll be?"

"Half hour until we'll have to leave." He shifted a bit. "That's if we don't have to wait on any other preparations."

She held herself up on his chest, but frowned. "Do you… think we can skip interfacing? Just for tonight."

"Of course. Any reason though?"

"Just doesn't feel right. Too much happened today, you know?"

He moved his arms, allowing her to lay against him before securing her in his grasp. "Far too much."

"Just can't believe he's dead…"

"There has to be a way to bring him back. If the Decepticons were able to bring Megatron back, what's to stop us from doing the same for Optimus?"

"I wish there was a way, 'Hide. I really do."

They laid in silence for awhile, just enjoying the physical contact. He pushed at her mental walls, trying to get her to drop them again. It took her a second, but she did, allowing their consciousnesses to meld into one temporarily. A light rap on the exterior of the truck roused their attention, making them stir.

"Ironhide, it's Lennox! I know you two are in there. Hope you're decent."

They let their consciousnesses split and then deactivated the holoforms, shifting back into their actual bodies and transformed back. "What is it, Will?" Ironhide asked.

"We're leaving soon. Need to secure you guys, unfortunately."

He nodded.

"Not everything is what it seems…" the human said as he walked away.

Jadefire's optics narrowed. "What on Cybertron…"

"Seems we're not being told everything." He looked over to her. "Be ready for battle, just in case."
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