(Art does not belong to me)

I was in the desert once more, Ratchet following behind. He seemed to be the only one I could trust with a secret this massive.

We passed our last battle and I stopped in front of an abandoned village. "I can't believe you and Elita went through with it" Ratchet growled at me as we began walking again. "We couldn't help it, we were in love old friend" I chuckled and walked into a hidden cave, sliding down it and making sure everything was in place as before. "No wonder some cubes began disappearing" he huffed and followed.

"In these hard time we needed release, we needed a moment to ourselves" I explained and stopped at a door. "But this?" He asked.

I opened a door to reveal a sparkling room and a small stasis pod in the middle. "This was no accident, we wanted a sparkling" I sighed and picked up the pod, opening it to reveal my sleeping son.

"We can't feed another Optimus" Ratchet said as he scanned the sleeping sparkling. He was right, our rations were low enough without having to take care of a smaller one. "What did you name it" Ratchet sighed.

"Parthenon Pax" I said "after the Greek building I believe" Parthenon's optics opened as he began to giggle and reach out to me. I smiled and cradled him as gently as I could. "We aren't here to talk about Greek Mythology Optimus we are here to decide what to do with your son!" Ratchet growled losing his patience.

"What do you suggest we do?" I looked to him as Parthenon looked around, confused. "Mama?" He asked me in the Cybertronian language. I smiled sadly at him with a few tears. As he understood what I meant, he hid himself in between my arms.

Ratchet watched us with sympathy again. "Keep it" he sighed. "But you have to face the fact that one of these days you won't be able to feed him!" He growled softly, as if trying to be stern but failing.

I nodded. "I know what I've done, and I'll take full responsibility of him" I smiled. "Let us head back Ratchet"

"Woll owt!" Parthenon giggles and made Ratchet chuckle, it was a quiet chuckle and he quickly played it off.

"He really is like you" he sighed and headed to the exit.

I smiled at Parthenon and carried him into the outside for the first time. He squealed in excitement to see more then his room.

But these moments with a sparkling in my servos would not last long.