Alpha 'verse. Iacon. Start of the story.

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Ratchet had just gotten back from the bar in that nexus between realities, but even a rousing good poker game with his alternates hadn't helped him to feel better. The murder of his friends Bladewing and Skystriker was just too recent, and the uncertainty over the fate of their newly sparked Seeklet worried him so much that his energy wasn't sitting properly in his tank.

He sighed as he turned into an alley that was a shortcut back to his clinic, and then froze and scanned his surroundings as he thought he heard something. "Hello? Is someone there?"

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[alpha_prime]

The seeklet whimpered some more though not as much as she would have without the pain override

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Ratchet clicked softly and soothingly as he finished the cleaning, and then grabbed a bandage taken from things in Carly's bag and covered with a paste that was made to kill organic infections. Still quick and gentle, he put the past over the wound on the little arm, and then used tape to hold it in place. "There we go. That should do the trick." He hoped.

[alpha_prime]

Wheeljack nodded and rocked a bit hoping to get the seeklet into a sound recharge "hey Ratchet did they give a designation?" he asked quietly

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The medic stopped and sighed as he remembered, then nodded. "She knew her own name when she was born. She'll probably tell it to you when she wakes up."

[alpha_prime]

A few hours later the seeklet woke with a cry of hunger, she skreeks in Seeker Cant saying her name of "Astra" then stating that she was hungry.

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Ratchet looked up from where he'd been scrolling through a textbook to show something to Wheeljack, then hastily set the reader down and grabbed the bottle of sweetened low grade energon that he'd prepared.

"[Astra hungry]?" he asked softly in Seeker as he got out of his chair and came over to Wheeljack. "[Will Astra come to Uncle Ratchet?]" Then he glanced quickly at his brother. "Let her go if she reaches for me. It'll probably be better if she doesn't imprint on you."

Actually, he just wanted to feed the baby himself, but his reasoning was sound!

[alpha_prime]

Astra looked up at Ratchet and said "[yes please]" in Cant while reaching for Ratchet, she could vaguely remember the Medic now that she had had a good recharge for the first time in a few days.

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Ratchet grinned, then poked Wheeljack. "Come on, 'Jack. Give her to me."

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Wheeljack chuckled and gently set Astra into Ratchet's arms "You always did love sparklets and seeklets" he said

Once Astra was securely in Ratchet's arms she looked up at him and skreekes "[Energon please]" she may not have known her creators for long but she did know some manners

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"It's part of the medical programming." Or at least that's the story he always stuck to.

He crooned softly to the little one as he settled back in his seat, then carefully offered her the spout of the bottle he'd prepared. "[There you go, sweetheart.]"

[alpha_prime]

Astra took the bottle and began to slowly drink snuggling up to Ratchet; her EM field pulsed trying to sync with his.

"I sure do miss them" Wheeljack said looking down a few tears in his optics.

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Ratchet frowned slightly even as he crooned to the tiny he was feeding.

"Skyfire and Prowl are still searching for the bots responsible. And I suspect Jazz is poking around too."

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"We should let Prowl and Skyfire know that you found her" Wheeljack said

Astra's EM field pulsed again, wanting to sync with Ratchet's.