Tracks: The Beginning Ch. 1 Welcome to the World
I was looking through my fics and noticed I had a couple of fics on my ff.net account that weren't here, so I decided to put them up here as well.
Summary: a very special sparkling is born.
Rated: PG
He was beautiful. And he was hers. Wirecross smiled as she held the newborn sparkling in her arms. He was perfect. From the top of his little white helm to the ends of his pedes was perfection.
The only thing the seeker regretted was that her mechling would never meet his sire. Perhaps it was best though. Her trinemates could be possessive; it was one of the things that drove her to her lover in the first place.
A faint frown crossed Cross' features. She knew Stormchaser didn't care; his daily transmissions of reassurance were enough to confirm that. Acidrain was different though. Rain had blocked her side of the bond ever since she found out Wirecross was carrying.
Acidrain had been supportive through her carrying period and provided everything she needed though. Maybe she would learn to accept the mechling.
Wirecross looked away from her sparkling as she heard the hospital door open. She had thought she couldn't be happier right now, but the person who just walked into her room completely changed her mind as her spark jumped in joy.
"Stormchaser!" You're here!"
"Of course I'm here," Stormchaser chuckled. "I came as soon as Rain called. There was no way I wasn't going to be here."
"But what about your internship?" Wirecross asked. She was happy that her other trinemate was here, but, he had worked too hard to get his engineering internship in Iacon to just up and leave.
"It's alright," he assured her. "Wheeljack understands that I'm needed here right now." After sending pulses of reassurance to the new mother, Stormchaser and Wirecross started to make small talk as they waited for Acidrain to join them before they left the hospital.
Their conversation ended when the sparkling began to click in his sleep. The two seekers watched him in fascination before Stormchaser spoke again.
"He has soft facial features like you. His helm is white like yours. Not sure how his face is red when yours is yellow, but you do have the red on you." He grinned. "Overall, a very handsome little mechling."
"Thank you, Stormchaser. I don't know what I would do without you."
Looking away from him, she whispered "I was afraid you'd leave me."
Stormchaser shrugged. "Why? I don't blame you. I know how Acidrain can be and you've always been the sensitive one between the three of us. I knew when I left for Iacon that you may try to get your needs from someone else. Primus knows that Acidrain doesn't give you all of them."
He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face up to his. "I wasn't expecting to come home and find a kid, but whatever, we'll deal."
At those words Cross became apprehensive. "Do you… Do you think she'll like him?" she asked, clutching her little one to her.
Stormchaser considered his answer carefully. Acidrain had sealed her side of the bond, which meant she was furious. She hated the fact that when Wirecross was troubled she would run to him. He had tried to explain to Rain that she couldn't just be rude and insensitive to Cross when things didn't go her way, but did she listen no. It only made sense that when he went to Iacon that Cross would seek comfort from a lover when the other femme became too difficult for her to deal with.
It didn't help that Acidrain's personal views leaned more to the purist side. She didn't believe that seekers should only couple with other seekers, but she did believe that a flyer should only be with another flyer. The sparkling's father was obviously not a flyer. Besides the sparkling wasn't any type of jet, but he did have wings. Since Cross was the carrier and wasn't bonded to her lover, there was a seventy to thirty chance that the mechling had inherited some type of flight programming. Maybe that would count for something.
"Yeah I'm sure Rainy will be just fine" he said placing his hand on Wirecross' knee. "Hey, let's not worry about Rainy, ok? You're supposed to be happy. It's not every day you bring a sparkling into the world. At least I hope you don't do this every day."
Wirecross chuckled at the male seeker's weak attempt at humor to cheer her up. Hearing a little squeak, she looked down to see her little mechling staring at Stormchaser with his lovely blue optics.
"Do you want to hold him?" she asked.
"Are you sure?" Stormchaser suddenly felt nervous. He never held a sparkling before. What would happen if he dropped him? Primus, if he did that Wirecross would have a panic attack over the health of her little one and never let him near the mech again.
"Stop being a baby here" Cross said and placed the sparkling right into Stormchaser's arms.
Stormchaser stared at the mechling. The mechling stared at Stormchaser. After a few minutes Stormchaser let out a sigh. Turning to Cross he smiled. "This really is something isn't it?" Turning down to look at the sparkling again Stormchaser began to talk to the little one. "Hey, little one. I'm Stormchaser. Welcome to the world. I hope you have good luck you're gonna need it."
The engineer handed the sparkling back to Cross as he began to fall to sleep. After a few moments of silence Stormchaser spoke again. "What's his name?"
Wirecross smiled. "I want to call him.." she was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Both seekers turned to see a nurse enter the room.
"This is your other trinemate, I assume," the nurse said, addressing Wirecross. At Cross' nod the nurse continued. "Very well, the paperwork has been taken care of. Just sign this and you can be on your way."
"What is it?" Cross questioned, passing her son to Stormchaser as she reached for the data pad the nurse offered her. Skimming through the document, Cross quickly became upset. "Adoption papers?"
"Of course not" the nurse replied. "Those are documents that will authorize us sending your sparkling to a care center in two deca cycles."
"NO!" I'm not sending my son to a sparkling center!" Cross yelled taking her son from Stormchaser and bringing him close to her chassis.
"Cross just sign the papers and let's go already." Wirecross turned to the doorway to see Acidrain leaning against it with a scowl on her face.
"I got everything set up, so sign the pad, hand the brat over, and let's get out of here already."
A wave of hurt flashed through Cross. She knew Acidrain wasn't happy when she came home carrying, but she never expected Rain to reject her son.
Stormchaser stood, his wings flaring in anger. He felt Cross' pain across the bond. Cross already had a lot of issues to deal with and he would be damned if he let Acidrain create more for her.
"Nurse" Stormchaser said his voice hard. "Does Acidrain have any say about the sparkling's placement in a center or not?"
"No. only the creators decide that, if she's not one of the creators she has no say in the matter at all."
"Wirecross is the carrier. If she doesn't want to give the little one away, he's coming home with us."
The nurse arched her optic ridge, but didn't say anything as she left the quarrelling seekers to sort out the sparkling's care for themselves.
Once the nurse was gone Stormchaser turned his attention to Acidrain. "Outside. Now" he growled. Acidrain shrugged her shoulders and stepped out. If Stormchaser had the ball bearing to argue with her about keeping that little half-breed bastard, he'd better be ready for a fight.
Cross numbly watched her trinemates stalk out of the room. She almost flinched when she heard their voices through the door. It seemed like all they did now was yell at each other.
Right now the bond was filled with chaos and discord. So strong were the feelings that they began to pool into the Cross' parental bond with the sparkling. The poor little mech started to give off weak cries for his mother's comfort as the negative feelings frightened him.
Cross ignored the chaos in her bond with her trinemates as she began to comfort her whimpering mechling.
"Don't you worry, little one," she said as the mechling looked at her with big blue optics. "I won't let anything happen to you. No matter what happens, I love you and I will do anything for you" she said, stroking the mechlings face tenderly.
"I'll always be here, my little Tracks."
Summary: a very special sparkling is born.
Rated: PG
He was beautiful. And he was hers. Wirecross smiled as she held the newborn sparkling in her arms. He was perfect. From the top of his little white helm to the ends of his pedes was perfection.
The only thing the seeker regretted was that her mechling would never meet his sire. Perhaps it was best though. Her trinemates could be possessive; it was one of the things that drove her to her lover in the first place.
A faint frown crossed Cross' features. She knew Stormchaser didn't care; his daily transmissions of reassurance were enough to confirm that. Acidrain was different though. Rain had blocked her side of the bond ever since she found out Wirecross was carrying.
Acidrain had been supportive through her carrying period and provided everything she needed though. Maybe she would learn to accept the mechling.
Wirecross looked away from her sparkling as she heard the hospital door open. She had thought she couldn't be happier right now, but the person who just walked into her room completely changed her mind as her spark jumped in joy.
"Stormchaser!" You're here!"
"Of course I'm here," Stormchaser chuckled. "I came as soon as Rain called. There was no way I wasn't going to be here."
"But what about your internship?" Wirecross asked. She was happy that her other trinemate was here, but, he had worked too hard to get his engineering internship in Iacon to just up and leave.
"It's alright," he assured her. "Wheeljack understands that I'm needed here right now." After sending pulses of reassurance to the new mother, Stormchaser and Wirecross started to make small talk as they waited for Acidrain to join them before they left the hospital.
Their conversation ended when the sparkling began to click in his sleep. The two seekers watched him in fascination before Stormchaser spoke again.
"He has soft facial features like you. His helm is white like yours. Not sure how his face is red when yours is yellow, but you do have the red on you." He grinned. "Overall, a very handsome little mechling."
"Thank you, Stormchaser. I don't know what I would do without you."
Looking away from him, she whispered "I was afraid you'd leave me."
Stormchaser shrugged. "Why? I don't blame you. I know how Acidrain can be and you've always been the sensitive one between the three of us. I knew when I left for Iacon that you may try to get your needs from someone else. Primus knows that Acidrain doesn't give you all of them."
He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face up to his. "I wasn't expecting to come home and find a kid, but whatever, we'll deal."
At those words Cross became apprehensive. "Do you… Do you think she'll like him?" she asked, clutching her little one to her.
Stormchaser considered his answer carefully. Acidrain had sealed her side of the bond, which meant she was furious. She hated the fact that when Wirecross was troubled she would run to him. He had tried to explain to Rain that she couldn't just be rude and insensitive to Cross when things didn't go her way, but did she listen no. It only made sense that when he went to Iacon that Cross would seek comfort from a lover when the other femme became too difficult for her to deal with.
It didn't help that Acidrain's personal views leaned more to the purist side. She didn't believe that seekers should only couple with other seekers, but she did believe that a flyer should only be with another flyer. The sparkling's father was obviously not a flyer. Besides the sparkling wasn't any type of jet, but he did have wings. Since Cross was the carrier and wasn't bonded to her lover, there was a seventy to thirty chance that the mechling had inherited some type of flight programming. Maybe that would count for something.
"Yeah I'm sure Rainy will be just fine" he said placing his hand on Wirecross' knee. "Hey, let's not worry about Rainy, ok? You're supposed to be happy. It's not every day you bring a sparkling into the world. At least I hope you don't do this every day."
Wirecross chuckled at the male seeker's weak attempt at humor to cheer her up. Hearing a little squeak, she looked down to see her little mechling staring at Stormchaser with his lovely blue optics.
"Do you want to hold him?" she asked.
"Are you sure?" Stormchaser suddenly felt nervous. He never held a sparkling before. What would happen if he dropped him? Primus, if he did that Wirecross would have a panic attack over the health of her little one and never let him near the mech again.
"Stop being a baby here" Cross said and placed the sparkling right into Stormchaser's arms.
Stormchaser stared at the mechling. The mechling stared at Stormchaser. After a few minutes Stormchaser let out a sigh. Turning to Cross he smiled. "This really is something isn't it?" Turning down to look at the sparkling again Stormchaser began to talk to the little one. "Hey, little one. I'm Stormchaser. Welcome to the world. I hope you have good luck you're gonna need it."
The engineer handed the sparkling back to Cross as he began to fall to sleep. After a few moments of silence Stormchaser spoke again. "What's his name?"
Wirecross smiled. "I want to call him.." she was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Both seekers turned to see a nurse enter the room.
"This is your other trinemate, I assume," the nurse said, addressing Wirecross. At Cross' nod the nurse continued. "Very well, the paperwork has been taken care of. Just sign this and you can be on your way."
"What is it?" Cross questioned, passing her son to Stormchaser as she reached for the data pad the nurse offered her. Skimming through the document, Cross quickly became upset. "Adoption papers?"
"Of course not" the nurse replied. "Those are documents that will authorize us sending your sparkling to a care center in two deca cycles."
"NO!" I'm not sending my son to a sparkling center!" Cross yelled taking her son from Stormchaser and bringing him close to her chassis.
"Cross just sign the papers and let's go already." Wirecross turned to the doorway to see Acidrain leaning against it with a scowl on her face.
"I got everything set up, so sign the pad, hand the brat over, and let's get out of here already."
A wave of hurt flashed through Cross. She knew Acidrain wasn't happy when she came home carrying, but she never expected Rain to reject her son.
Stormchaser stood, his wings flaring in anger. He felt Cross' pain across the bond. Cross already had a lot of issues to deal with and he would be damned if he let Acidrain create more for her.
"Nurse" Stormchaser said his voice hard. "Does Acidrain have any say about the sparkling's placement in a center or not?"
"No. only the creators decide that, if she's not one of the creators she has no say in the matter at all."
"Wirecross is the carrier. If she doesn't want to give the little one away, he's coming home with us."
The nurse arched her optic ridge, but didn't say anything as she left the quarrelling seekers to sort out the sparkling's care for themselves.
Once the nurse was gone Stormchaser turned his attention to Acidrain. "Outside. Now" he growled. Acidrain shrugged her shoulders and stepped out. If Stormchaser had the ball bearing to argue with her about keeping that little half-breed bastard, he'd better be ready for a fight.
Cross numbly watched her trinemates stalk out of the room. She almost flinched when she heard their voices through the door. It seemed like all they did now was yell at each other.
Right now the bond was filled with chaos and discord. So strong were the feelings that they began to pool into the Cross' parental bond with the sparkling. The poor little mech started to give off weak cries for his mother's comfort as the negative feelings frightened him.
Cross ignored the chaos in her bond with her trinemates as she began to comfort her whimpering mechling.
"Don't you worry, little one," she said as the mechling looked at her with big blue optics. "I won't let anything happen to you. No matter what happens, I love you and I will do anything for you" she said, stroking the mechlings face tenderly.
"I'll always be here, my little Tracks."