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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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"What are you doing here? It's too soon to be seeing you again."
Jadefire groaned as her optics slowly came back online. She was surrounded by a blinding light, making her shutter her optics again. She felt light, as if she weighed nothing at all. The floor below her felt like nothing as well. When she slowly opened her optics again, a dark figure knelt before her, still looking a bit fuzzy.
"You have things to do yet."
She looked up at the figure, who extended a blurry arm. That was when she noticed a more slender figure behind the first.
"You have grown quite a bit, haven't you Baby?"
Jadefire's regulator gave a jolt. Only one person ever called her that. "Mom?"
"Well, nice to see she remembers us," the larger figure before her said.
"Dad?"
"In the metal."
She tried reaching for his hand, surprised when she didn't feel weak in doing so. "What happened?"
"You were a brave one, that's what." He took her hand and hefted her up, holding her steady as her equilibrium steadied itself. "You kept going even though you were bleeding out. The Elite Guard would be proud."
She looked as her mother came closer, both her creators becoming clearer. "Have I gone offline?"
Jack grinned. "Perceptive as always. However, no. Not yet, at least."
"Not your time, Baby," Firefly said.
Jadefire looked at her creators together for the first time in hundreds of years. Jack was a bulky mech, always had been. His blue-painted armor shimmered a bit, just as she remembered before he stayed behind to make sure their escape ship would get away. She looked to her mother, seeing the slender frame she herself had inherited. Her mother though, chose a pale yellow paint for her armor. Both looked exactly as they should have for their professions, one a soldier, the other a scientist.
"We've been watching over you," Jack said. "And we approve of what you've done. All of it."
Jadefire shied a bit. "Dad, I'm sorry I—"
Jack held up a hand. "I always approved of it, even when you were much younger. He just thought it would create more complications than benefits back then." He put a strong arm to her shoulder. "You let him know he did good by me."
Firefly nodded her approval, also putting another hand on her shoulder, between her pauldrons. "Return now. You're still needed in the functioning world."
Jadefire tried to touch her creators, only to see them fade before her optics. "No, wait!" She desperately tried to grasp at their fading forms, only clutching wisps of an image. "Not yet!" The light became brighter, overwhelming her processors. Her body became heavier and heavier. "No—"
"She's coming around. Ratchet, come here."
"… 'Hide?"
"Been here the whole time. Haven't left."
Her sensory network came back online, and her audio sensors became sharper, allowing her to hear the beeping of a monitor. Her memories came back suddenly, making her bolt upright. "The Decepticons!"
"Careful, Sweetheart. You've been out for a few days now. Everything's fine. Optimus killed off the Fallen, and destroyed the machine. Did some pretty good damage to Megatron from what I was told. Him and Starscream fled. Their army fell."
She looked to her side, seeing the large black mech staring back, concern on his faceplates. "Where am I?"
"Safe at Diego Garcia, for now," Ratchet answered, holding his scanning device over her form. "All your wounds have been welded shut, and your Energon levels are back to normal. You're free to leave when you regain complete control over your body again."
She held a hand to her helm. "How long have I been out?"
"Four days. It seems your internal repairs have been taken care of. I ran a copy of your diagnosis log, and your healing progressed very well. So, you're ready to go back in the field. Or whatever else you wanted."
Jadefire attempted to get out of the berth, holding herself up on the edge. "Still feel a bit weak."
"It'll come back after you move around some, get your Energon flowing again." He looked to the weapons master. "Can you help her around for a bit? I'm going to get the area cleaned again."
Ironhide nodded. "Yeah. That's not a problem." He helped her off the berth, keeping her steady. "You okay?"
"I'm fine… Just a little spooked is all."
He led her away from the medical bay, leading her towards her own chambers. He waited until she started to regain her balance to speak. "You said you spoke with your father."
She was silent for a minute, looking straight ahead at her intended destination. "I thought I did. What did I even say?"
"That your father said I did good by him. I'm assuming he approves of the relationship."
"It was a hallucination. You heard Ratchet; I lost a lot of Energon." She started to pull away, feeling the strength returning to her legs. She frowned. "Though with my Energon loss, I should have offlined on the trip home. We don't keep reserves on the planes."
"I donated." When she narrowed her optics in confusion, he shrugged. "We share a wavelength now, why couldn't I help keep you alive?"
"Yes, I suppose it makes sense." She leaned against the doorway to her chambers, feeling slight wave of dizziness. "Everyone returned safely?"
He nodded. "They came back on a few of the boats. They're all waiting to find out how you're doing. 'Striker's been up my tailpipe at least three times a day."
"And you?"
"Didn't leave at all. I… had some repairs to get myself. Damned 'con got me while I was trying to tell Sam to get to safety. Was a foolish move on my part."
She stepped in the doorway, but paused, as if she just remembered something. "There was a curtain up in the med-bay. Ratchet only has those for emergencies. Who else was hurt?"
"Elita and Arcee were hurt pretty badly. Pieces missing. Ratchet had them stabilized in no time, but they're still in bad shape. Arcee especially."
Jadefire nodded. "On top of being hurt herself, she feels her sisters' pain now." She entered her room, knowing he'd follow close behind in case something happened. "And Chromia?"
Ironhide didn't answer right away. He made sure she was seated on her berth and sat next to her before he did. "She's fine. She took cover immediately. She was working with me and her sisters."
"Of course she was."
"What is that supposed to mean? She's better at face to face confrontation than long-range."
"I bet."
He grinned. "You're getting jealous."
"Am not." She crossed her arms and looked away. "Nothing to be jealous of."
"You still are."
She poked him in the chest. "You listen here. Just because she was around you in combat, taking any chances at all to be around you, and whatever other devious tricks she might try to seem alluring, doesn't mean I'm jealous. Especially with all the time you two have had away from base!" She jabbed him hard again. "It doesn't mean anything at all!" She growled as he chuckled. "Don't laugh at me!" She pushed at his chest plates hard, sending him off her berth and to the floor, landing on his back.
"You are completely jealous, and stubborn!"
She ground her dentalplates and got off her berth to pin him down to the floor, straddling over his hips and holding down his shoulders. "I'm not jealous, just wary. She lost her chance."
"Which is something you don't have to worry about. She can do what she wants. It's too late for her to do anything anyway."
"She could still drug you or get you drunk, or— or—"
He leaned up and covered her mouthplates with his hand. "Don't worry. Nothing happened, and nothing will. Doesn't matter how messed up I get, I won't do anything of the sort."
"I trust you. Not her." She shifted and tugged gently on his chestplates, letting him slip them open so she could see his glowing spark, still shining with their slightly different hues. At the same time, she shifted hers open, but didn't move.
Instead, he lifted an arm and touched a digit to the small chamber below her spark. "Sure you want this?"
"Eventually. If it happens, it happens." She put her helm against his. "Tonight, I want both."
"It's a bit overwhelming."
"Think I care?" She moved backward a bit to have better access to his hatch, opening it and removing him with ease. At the same time, she opened her own, and teased him by tracing the rim of her port, not letting him slip in right away.
"Don't tease me, Femme. Shove it in, or do something else."
She gave a grin of her own as she slipped his module in her port, gasping as her inner rims shifted to accumulate him again. "Been… been too long, huh?"
"Yeah."
She squirmed uneasily. "How do we do both at once?"
"Combine your spark with mine and you'll see. Put away all your walls."
Jadefire crawled back up his chest, until she could comfortably rest on him. Immediately, their sparks lifted out of their chambers and merged, starting their old waves of pleasure again. The intense electrical shots coursed through her chest, and traveled down to her port. At the same time, Ironhide started up the electrical pulses through his module, being met instantly by her own.
He ground his dentalplates together, remembering how overwhelming both at once could be. "Spawn of a… Primus, Jade!"
She herself could not form words. It was all she could do to hold herself in place as all the electrical pulses synced into one. The combined spark beat in its own luminescent rhythm. She saw many of his memories, including his battle away from home the past few months. Jadefire saw how determined he had been to win the war, and do so while staying alive.
Unexpectedly, she saw his desires. He tried to hide them, but he found himself out of control of anything he did at all. The electricity was growing, sending them both to the brink of overload.
She held on to his frame tightly as a wave of a pre-overload hit her, a slight scream escaping her vocal processors. It had barely passed before the actual thing hit, making her form dents in his armor with her pointed digits.
He didn't last much longer either and the electrical shocks suddenly stopped as his head tilted back, a long, satisfied groan escaping his mouthplates.
They both slipped into a temp stasis as their systems restarted. Due to that, they didn't see a small, miniscule bit of light fall into her carrying chamber.
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