Transformers Prime: One More Light

-When you have been close to death, it makes you think about life.-

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Amy:

"Ugh.."

Amy holded on for table's edge, taking in deep breaths. This was bad-class pain, and she just had to tremp before the pain hit. Now making it unbearable to take. This was fourth time this week, and only few weeks had passed since Optimus found his Star Saber. Or more likely; broke his Star Saber. Since Megatron now possesses a Prime's hand he could use the Forge of Solus Prime, which he used to develope his own Dark Star Saber.

So, not only the past few weeks had been hard for Amy to take in, but the Autobots too.

"Amy, easy." Daniel was there to support her from behind, gently stroking her shoulder's tip. Yeah, Ratchet had bridged Amy back since the pains had gone worser yesterday, the stress in base weren't good for her. "Has the pills been any help?"

"Not that I know of the affectness--" Amy hissed, leaning her full weight now to Daniel behind her. Her step-Father couldn't tell why was she in so much pain, but figured out since she was so fracticully thin and was expecting twins her body had to scretch itself. Yeah, he had studied it to become a doctor, but preferred to become an physiotherapist. "But I manage... somehow." Daniel carried her all over to their living room's couch, placing her down to lay. "It's only passing, right?"

"No if you keep this up." Daniel pointed out, pulling a blanket on Amy's body for cover. The girl sighed, but went silent as Daniel gently placed his hand over her huge stomach. "There's only less than two months to go Amy, you need to stop working." Amy remembered she couldn't exactly tell him about Autobots and how Megatron searched for her, so she remained quiet and told she was working. "Orion has worked his butt out to help you and to pay your bills, I'm sure he can keep some vacation also since your time's approaching."

"Orion is.. a truck driver, Dan." Amy groaned, looking away. "You know how badly Jasper Nevada needs transporting he can't exactly just take some holidays."

"He can, if I'm the one assisting." Daniel reassured, placing a hand on Amy's cheek. "You both have proven to become wonderful parents, Amy. Make it worth of all of it before your life's going to turn upside down." He stood up, exiting towards the front door. "A child changes the whole world around you."

Amy heard door shut, same as the quietness which once more filled the room. He headed to job, and helped her the best he could. For the truth, Amy's current position helped and a lot.

Her eyes closed of deep tiredness.

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"Setting coordinates... strange."

"What's the problem?"

"Smokescreen's telemetry data doesn't make any sense. I can't lock onto his position."

There was a time, Amy drifted awake by brief voices talking near her. But there was a time also Amy heard snoring beside her, the girl barely opening her eyes to see Jack there. In sleep. Laying close to her. His drool dripping on her arm. And him breathing onto her face.

"Your breath stinks, idiot!" Amy pushed Jack away so he hit the floor pretty hard, but understood it was no longer her home where she was. But, the Autobot base. "Whatta-? Hey, who brought me here-!" Amy was about to begun her interrogation, but only had herself layed down by the pain hitting again. Like a freaking thunder-storm.