Transformers-'Verse. Nellis AFB. Early in the morning, I wake to the boom.....

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((Morning after the Ratchet fixing.))

It's dark and still in Ratchet and Endeavour's room. All is calm, all is quiet....

Till something blows up massively in the front courtyard.

Ratchet goes from soundly offline to sitting up and ready to roar at Ironhide, only to stop short as he remembers that such vocal exertions might startle a certain unborn spark and cause her mother discomfort. Instead he listens to Jazz scolding and looks down at his sparkmate to see how she reacted to the explosion.

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[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

Endeavour does not react quite so gracefully to the explosion. She starts and promptly falls off the bunk.

"Ow..."

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Ratchet makes a small sound of sympathy and moves so that he can offer her a hand up. "Are you alright?"

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He turns his head on a hunch and looks toward Starforge's bunk. "Mmm hmmm."

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

Endeavour tilts her head. "Oh. Oh really."

Then she laughs. It was to be expected, sooner or later.

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"Here we are." He gently lifts the small empty body from its nest of component boxes and cradles it in his arms. "She's going to be shorter than Jazz and Bumblebee if we use this one, though."

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

She smiles. "That doesn't matter to me."

Columbia twitters a little bit in her chest as though to give her two cents.

"And I don't think she cares, either."

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He kisses her gently, then frees his hand to lay it on her chest. "Ready?"

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

She nods. "Of course."

And lays back, allowing her chest plates to slide open. She keeps her optics fixed on the ceiling.

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He gently unhooks the life support and monitors, then scoops her carefully into his arms and brings her to the main table so that she can lay next to Endeavour. "Here's Mom, Columbia. She's resting yet, but she'll be back online soon."

Then he remembers and looks down at his feet to see where Jeimu is, part of him worried that he's stepped on her or something.

[jeimu.livejournal.com]

No, he hasn't.

She's just standing there flat-footed, realizing that she just witnessed the birth of a baby giant robot.

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Ratchet glances at the human woman, then sniffs to see if he can tell what she's feeling.

[jeimu.livejournal.com]

Clearly it's hormones.

Jeimu wipes her eyes and smiles at the little family, but doesn't say anything.

Which is probably the most scary part about her mood.

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Ratchet can't help the smirk that comes over his face as Jazz looks down the hall and gapes in utter surprise to the accompaniment of Bumblebee's laughter. But then Endeavour walks out of the workshop and the yellow femme's mirth changes to awe and respect.

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

Neither Columbia nor Endeavour really notice; they're both very tired. Jeimu, who takes up the rear, breaks off from the family and heads to the living room to play Guitar Hero.

The tuckered shuttle wordlessly climbs into the bunk and curls up, immediately dropping off to sleep without saying a word.

Some Indeterminate Length of Time Later...

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

When she comes back online, Endeavour feels great.

Which is good, because there's a fourteen-foot-tall ball of energy who is jumping up and down on the foot of the bunk.

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Ratchet's been leaning back in his chair and watching this in bemused and amused silence for some time. Part of him knows he should stop her before she breaks the bunk, but another part is just getting too much of a kick out of letting her go.

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"It's ten o'clock in the morning." He pulls her close and puts his arm around her waist as he smiles up at her.

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

"Oh." She laughs at the fact that she's slept in, and hides her face in the crook of his neck. "That makes me feel lazy."

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Ratchet lifts his head and stares. "Oh slag."

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The headlights of the forfour-that-is-Columbia blink on and off a few times, and the engine comes to life.

As does the radio: "...don't worry, be happy!"

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"Yes. It's nothing to worry about." He hands Endeavour one of the cubes, then digs around till he finds a drinking tube. It's the work of a moment to set it up, and then he shows Columbia how to drink.

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Endeavour takes the cube and watches her daughter learn, realizing that it really wasn't all that long ago that she herself was almost forty feet tall, sitting down in this very workshop and hooking up lines to her feet in order to drink.

"It's definitely not a problem," she says, smiling to her daughter. "Mine used to be in my feet."

"Why did you move it?" Columbia's optics are wide, and she looks slightly shocked.

"My engines use open flame. The intakes were a little too close for comfort."

"Ohhhh," Columbia nods, understanding. "Explosions are no fun."

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He'd be happy just standing there and holding them forever, but those heaps of stuff are yelling at him.

He kisses Endeavour again, then steps back, his head turning toward the largest heap. "Lets see what we can do with this."

[go-endeavour.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Endeavour says with an embarrassed blush. "Sounds like a good idea."

"...Can I help?" Columbia perks up expectantly.

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"Ratch, Dev, may I come in?" The door rattles under the assault of Ironhide's knuckles.

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Endeavour stops winding up wiring and looks over at her sparkmate.

"Your call."

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"No." Ratchet frowns. "If Jazz needs me he'll tell me. We've got to get this straightened out."

Ironhide nods and turns back toward the courtyard. "I'll keep an eye on the sparkling."

"Her name is Columbia."

"Fine. I'll keep an eye on Columbia." He stomps off.

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Endeavour watches him go and frowns. "Well. That was... interesting. So. Now that it's just the two of us, shall we clean this mess up properly?"

She drapes an arm around Ratchet's shoulders and snuggles in close for a moment.