Ok, I'm legit crying as I write this Author's Note for one single, sole reason; this is it. I started this story more than 2 years ago because I was a crappy writer just trying to procrastinate in Geography class, and thought "hey, why not?". Now, this story has gone farther than I could ever imagine, and I couldn't be more grateful to each and every single one of you. I never, ever thought that writing a Transformers fanfiction could aid in my writing so much, and this story is the best thing that's ever happened to me. Ever. I've put so much work, thought, and love into this story, and Lily will forever be my first baby. SJAL will forever be my first baby.

And, I'll admit, I put off posting this last chapter because I didn't want it to end.

So, as I write this, literally with tears in my eyes and streaming down my cheeks, I WANT TO THANK EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. FOR DECIDING TO CLICK ON MY STORY, AND DECIDING THAT I WAS A GOOD ENOUGH WRITER TO BUCKLE UP AND STICK WITH THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE JOURNEY. I CAN NOT EXPRESS TO YOU IN WORDS HOW MUCH THAT MEANS AND HOW MUCH YOU ALL MEAN TO ME.

Without further ado, I give you the final chapter of Struggles, Jobs and Lamborghinis.

I hope you all enjoy, and I look forward to seeing all of you at my new story, which you all helped me decide will be Remembering What? Don't forget to check it out after this ;)

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I walked into the Med Bay, pointing up at Jazz, who sat on a berth with a gimpy leg from being an idiot who thought he could win against Optimus in a spar.

"And?"

"On time!"

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "See Ratchet? I'm not late!"

The CMO just grunted from where he stood, not bothering to turn around.

"Alright, you're on time. Now get to work, Jazz's leg isn't going to fix itself." he mumbled.

"You never know. You guys have those frame-repairing nanites, don't you?" I asked with a smile.

He grumbled, but Jazz laughed as I started gethering my stuff.

"Hey Lily." he smiled.

"Hey Jazz. You not dead yet?" I asked.

"Not yet, surprisingly. How's the sparklets?"

"Still giant pains in my ass. Pally's starting to after Sideswipe more than I'd perfer, and Greaseslick seems to be going more in the Sunstreaker direction. I'm still waiting to see where Jackspring goes, though. I'm kind of nervous for him; who's he going to end up like. I think he's going to be both of the guys, though. He's showing both traits." I said with wide eyes as I started working.

"Greaseslick is startin' to be like Sunny?" he asked.

"Starting, no. He already is. Now the only nickname allowed is Grease, and nothing else. And he finds his own younger twin insufferable already, but he's also super protective over Jacky." I nodded.

"No. He's turning into you." Ratchet emphasized. "But you used to be so alike to Sunstreaker that you are too blind to see it."

I looked at Jazz. Like Sunny. I mouthed, and he nodded with a silent chuckle.

"But they're each choosin' one of ya?" he asked.

"Yeah. Pally's got Sunstreaker wrapped around her finger, and Jackspring is infatuated with Sideswipe. And Grease is my little man. They all chose favourites, even if they don't admit it." I smiled.

"Looks like you've got a lot to deal with. And which one of 'em got in trouble with the school?" he asked.

"Palladium. She decided it would be funny to put instant super-glue on the teacher's chair, and when the teacher got stuck, she poured her water bottle on his head, then wrote on his forehead with a Sharpie." I explained, and Jazz threw his head back with a laugh. "Yeah, Sideswipe thought it was funny too."

"Oh, Pally-o's gonna be the worst o' the three, you know that, right?" he asked.

"Oh, I know." I sighed dramatically.

"And why'd ya guys go with the boys' names?" he asked.

"Oh. Jackspring's after my Dad, and Greaseslick is after a mech who helped the twins when they were younger. They had just gotten out of the Pits, or whatever it's called, and when the workers from the Pits came looking for them, this mech named Greaseslick hid them in his basement long enough to convince the workers that they weren't there. Afterwards, he gave them a secret route to some hidden city, I forget the name. Greaseslick would check on them every once in a while just to make sure everything was ok. Apparently, he died so that they could escape the Decepticons, who they thought were Pit workers." I explained, trying to remember as much as I could.

"Oh mah God, that's making me emotional Lily." he said, and his voice cracked.

I snorted. "Are you mechstrating?"

"Shut up!" Jazz exclaimed.

"Lily White!" a voice yelled, walking into the Med Bay.

"Yes William, Robert?" I asked, looking down at them.

Lennox furrowed his brow. "Since when am I William?"

"Yeah, when am I Robert? I'm Epps, damn it." Epps said, pounding his chest once with a fist.

"I don't know, just trying something." I shrugged. "What's up?"

"I'm here for the report that the government wanted from you. Don't know what Epps is here for though." Lennox shrugged.

"I'm just bored so I tagged along." the bald man answered.

"Oh yeah." I said, climbing down the stairs from the berth and over to desk. "Somewhere... here, you go." I said, handing the small rectangular envelope to Lennox. "One completely usless and riculous report on the physical health condition of our newest recruits. Of course, if they read the manditory briefing I have to send with every new shipment of recruits, they'd know much more than just the physical health of them. None the less, here." I smiled, and Epps laughed alongside his friend.

"Thanks Lily. How's the minis?" he asked.

"Oh, just as much work as their fathers, and bigger pains in my ass than their fathers, but they're living. Palladium almost wasn't though." I said.

"The school incident? Yeah, Mirage told me about that, it was funny." Epp laughed.

Of course Mirage told him about that. Mirage was Palladium's favourite. A small group of people, myself included, had a strong belief that the only reason Mirage hadn't killed any of the bots on this base tht he hated from the war was because there would be extremely severe consequences for him and he didn't want Palladium to see either the consequences nor see him as that type of bot. Arcee and I were thinking that there was probably something deeper that was going to happen once Pally hit eighteen and stopped aging, the way Ratchet predicted. For now, the three of them were aging like humans, but the old CMO came up with a theory that they'd hit eighteen, and revert to Cybertronian aging instead.

"Mm, glad you think it's hilarious, I nearly knocked her head off. I probably would have to, if Sideswipe wasn't the one who went to get her from school instead." I said. "Anyway, I gotta keep going. Have fun, don't die, stay alive." I said.

"Don't bleed to death from a wound in a major artery." Epps called.

"Jesus, that's more explicit than what I said. Good job on detail there, Robert." I laughed.

"It's Epps!" he practically roared and Lennox joined my laugh as I headed up to the berth, and they left the room.

It was quiet for a little while as I fixed Jazz's leg, he left, I fixed Smokescreen, who came in with a pain in his chest - which turned out to be a problem in one of his cylinders. I managed to clean the cupboards, seeing as Ratchet never does, Jolt doesn't use anything in there, and First Aid is most often in the training rooms instead of the Med Bay. Finally, I managed to clean my desk before the door opened and Sunstreaker's alt mode rolled in.

His holoform stepped out, looking like he was in a commercial, and looked over at me with a smirk.

"Hey you. What are you doing here?" I asked.

He walked over. "Sides went to go pick up Pally and the boys, but he wanted to come with me to tell you good luck with the screening soon." he said, wrapping an arm around my waist as I placed my head on his chest.

"Mm, thanks." I mumbled.

"Hey, whether the test comes out positive or negative, you know we love you, right?" he asked.

I nodded into his chest. "I pushed three chidren out of my uterus for your big asses, if you don't I'd kill both of you."

He laughed, pulling me into a tighter hug, and kissed the top of my head. "Stay safe, and do whatever Ratchet tells you."

I snorted. "Never thought I'd hear you say that."

He snorted "Yeah. Me either."

I turned my head towards his to get a kiss, and ran a thumb over my back scar again, like he did for a while now, and I pulled back.

"You ready Lily?" Ratchet asked, and I looked up to see his bipedal form.

I nodded. "Yeah.". I looked up at Sunny, kissing his cheek. "I'll see you later."

"You will. We'll be at home." he said, kissing my cheek. "Good luck. Love you." he whispered in my ear.

He pulled back, turned and entered is alt mode, then drove off, the door sliding closed behind him.

Ratchet walked over, closing the blinds and locking the doors, turning the lights on, and he dropped his hand for me to get on. I climbed on, taking a sigh in as he placed me on a berth.

"Ready Lily?" he asked.

Nervously, I nodded.

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I walked in to room, closing the door behind me with a massive smile on my face. I could hear splashing from the pool in the back yard, and walked through the living room, and stopped in the middle of the kitchen. The screen door was open, along with the glass door so I could hear them.

Pally, Jackspring and Sides were all in the pool together, but Greaseslick stood in front of Sunny, who was kneeling in front of him. Greaseslick had a worried look on his face, while Sunny had an arm leaning over his knee, his face the normal calm look adorning his face.

"Mommy's going to be okay though?" he asked worridely.

"She's gonna be fine." Sunstreaker assured.

"Are you positive?" My little man asked.

"One hundred percent." Sunny nodded.

"But only because of you." I said, and he immediately snapped his head over towards me.

I got down on one knee as he started running towards me, and caught him in my arms. He stuck his little face in my neck, his tiny little-man arms tightening as much as they could. "All because of you, my little baby boy." I whispered to him.

When I was pregnant for the boys, my kidneys failed. It caused my lungs and heart to fill with water, as well as dehydrated me, and damn near killed me. Originally, Ratchet thought it was connected to the fact that they were twins, which of course panicked Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. Thankfully, it wasn't connected to the boys in any way. However, in the midst of me being stuck in a bed, attached to an IV, Greaseslick - my little man - had "donated" his genes of some kind to help reform and fix my kidneys.

The only thing was, when they were about six months old, I noticed a strange feeling in my chest. It was as if my heart had stopped beating completely, but I could feel my pulse, which was working perfectly fine and beating at an appropriate rate. I talked to Ratchet, who - after running a million tests and one of those awful scanners on me - found Cybertronian cells mixed with mine.

He concluded that - thankfully - I wouldn't go all robot on everybody, but he came up with a theory that the cells were stopping, or at least dramatically, dramatically decreasing, my aging. The tests he ran today with me all came back successful. I was aging at the same rate that a Cybertronian would. All because of my little Grease-man.

He let go of me with a kiss on my cheek, and I looked over at Sunny, who adorned an extremely anxiou face. I knew how badly he and Sideswipe wanted the answers. I walked over to him, and pulled him close, leaning up on my tippy toes.

"I'm gonna get to see you turn eighty million years old." I smiled.

When I pulled back, he watched me for a second, then the biggest smile I'd ever seen cracked out along his face, and he threw his head back with a laugh, pulling me into a spinning hug.

"Yes!" Sideswipe yelled from the pool, obviously hearing it over their twin bond and I heard him getting out. Instead of waiting for Sunny to drop me so he could get his own hug, he joined ours, the water droplets soaking into my shirt.

"I love you guys too." I whispered, knowing they'd hear it over the bond.

"Yay! Mommy gets to get old!" I heard Pally cheer, and suddenly she was in the hug too.

Next to her, Jackspring siddled in. I looked under my arm, at Greaseslick, and winked, motioning for him to come too. His face scrunched up, but he walked over and I knew it was because I was inviting him. He slipped in, but quickly abandonned it when Jackspring stuck his tongue in his older twin's ear.

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A light brown ponytail flopped around the air in a ponytail because pigtails are for little girls, and ponytails make you more like Mommy, her pink swim suit making it obvious to see her.

"Freeze."

The ponytail stopped flopping around as the little girl screeched to a stop, and turned to look over at me, little blue and orange eyes peering over the counter of the island.

"S'that your juice box?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yes."

"Really? Because I gave you your alotted three, and they were apple. And that, that one's orange." I pointed out.

She smiled sheepishly, just like Sideswipe, and looked down. "So who gave that to you?" I asked. She looked over out the door, completely avoiding my eyes. "Hand it over, Palladium." I said.

She sighed, placing it in my hand and I opened the fridge behind me. She turned and trotted out of the room as if she hadn't just gotten caught, and I closed the fridge.

Whenever the boys were born, Optimus offered to take my old room as his office, and we knocked down the wall between his old office and the guys' berthrooms to make, basically, a house. We tore everything down, rebuilt it like a house - with seperate bedrooms, an open concept living room, kitchen and dining room, the boys' play room, an Pally's play room -, and put in a back door, fenced a large, square portion of the island off to be a backyard, put in a porch and got a pool. Since then, it's like a home in a house.

Pally ran out the back door suddenly, with Jack on her tail. I didn't think much of it, since Pally loves bothering her baby brothers, until I heard a loud splash.

I looked out of the back door to see Sideswipe resurfacing from under the water with Palladium on his back, and Jack not too far away, still under the water. It didn't take a genius to guess that he'd tackled them into the pool. Sunstreaker was out on the lawn with Greaseslick, both in a fighting stance, and I watched Sunstreaker talk Grease through a spar, although through experience I knew Sunstreaker was barely using his actual skills on his baby boy. It took Greaseslick a while until he made a mistake, but I watched Sunny praise him instead, because during their last sessions Greasey hadn't done anything Sunny was telling him to do. My little man smiled, high fiving his Daddy.

When Greaseslick walked over and into the house, past me in the kitchen, and into his room, Sunny followed him and instead walked over to me. He placed both of his hands on the counter, boxing me in between his arms, and I leaned down to kiss his right bicep.

"He do good today?" I asked.

I know when I was pregnant for Pally, Sunny really wanted a boy so he could teach him everything he knows. However, instead he got Palladium and she immediately got him wrapped around her little finger. Even when I had the boys, Pally was always with her Daddy, either on his shoulders, getting a piggy back or him holding her while she wrapped her legs around his waist. But I knew he was still partially disappointed that he would never get to teach her the stuff he learned. So when Greaseslick came to me and asked me is he could have fighting lessons, all I did was sit him in front of Sunny, have him repeat the question, and Sunstreaker took it from there.

"Much better. He's getting really good." Sunny said, bringing up his hand to brush the hair of my ponytail out of his way and placing a kiss on the back of my neck.

"Why don't you ask Jack if he wants to join? I know he watches you guys all the time, he probably wants to join his Daddy and big brother." I offered.

He hummed. "Never thought about that."

"Well, growing up whenever Sideswipe did or got something, didn't you want to too?" I asked.

He chuckled. "Nice point, Lilliana."

"Don't make me punch you in the nuts." I threatened, holding up a sharp knife.

He chuckled. "I love your name. It's beautiful."

"No." I said, smaking his hand on the counter before turning around in his arms.

He looked at me in the eye for a second, before his arm was moved and Sideswipe swiped me into his arms.

"Oh, Sides." I laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck as he stopped spinning.

"That's my name." he winked, and I tossed my head back with a laugh.

"Mommy! What are we gonna watch today?" Jack asked as he walked in.

"You choose, 'Springy. Spider or Superman?" I asked.

He seemed to contemplate for a second, then walked over to the TV, pulling out the Spiderman 3 DVD case, and I smiled. "That's my boy."

"No, Superman's better!" Sideswipe opposed.

"Don't listen to your Father, put Peter Parker in." I said, still in Sideswipe's embrace.

He put the CD in, turning the TV onto the right input as I heard the shower start and Greaseslick probably stepped in to the shower, because he's a big man who doesn't need baths anymore. Besides, he's six. That's old enough to shower.

Pally walked out of her bedroom, her hair in a ponytail and wearing one of my wifebeaters that fit her at the perfect size to look like a dress right now. She turned and stopped in front of me, holding an elastic up.

"Bun, please." she said. I smiled, pulling the elastic out and shoving her hair into a bun that she couldn't figure out how to do yet, then leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you." she smiled, walking to the couch.

Sideswipe's arms tightened around me so I couldn't walk away, and when I looked up at him, he grinned widely with a quirk of his eyebrows. I laughed, but pulled his head down to kiss.

"Mommy!" Pally laughed. We pulled apart just in time to see Sunny swipe her off the floor, and she squealed.

"How was my girl's day at school today?" he asked, sitting on the love seat.

"Good Daddy. I got an A+ on my Math test." she beamed.

"You know where you get those brains from? Me." he said, and she laughed.

"I beg to differ." Sideswipe said.

"I don't." Sunny said, looking up at his twin.

The shower turned off as I sat on the couch, followed by the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing, then the boys' bedroom door opening and closing. Sideswipe sat beside Jack, who had his feet up on the coffee table, and Sideswipe followed his son's example.

Greaseslick walked out of their room, his hair still wet, but the same length as Sides' hair, so it was more like really long, bright blonde stubble, and sat beside me. I wrapped an arm around my little-man, placing a kiss on his head and Sunstreaker grabbed the remote.

"Ready?" he asked and everybody nodded. "Okay, let's do it."

He hit play, and the movie started playing.

.: I love you guys :. I sent over the bond.

I watched a smile sneak it's way onto Sunny's face, and he looked over with a wink as Pally placed her head on Sunny's thigh.

.: I fragging love you too. :.

.: I fragging love you too. :. They sent in unison.

I smiled, looking back at the TV and sighed. I never would have guessed when I first started here that my life would wind up so perfect. I guess strugglesreally do breed success. And this all started because I was a nineteen year old idiot who took a job from two random men, who's Jeep I helped jump start in a Wal Mart parking lot one day. And now I've got two Lamborghinis sitting in the corner of my room, watching over their family - my family - protectively.

In the end though, I guess it was all worth it. No, I know it was all worth it. How do I know this? Simple.

Because this is perfect.

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That's... that's it. Ok, I'm legit crying, you guys are so friggin amazing, and I love every single one of you soooooo much. Seriously. This story has been such a long journey, and it's been so amazing to me. This story has just been... it's my first story, it's my baby, it's my pride and joy. I love it so much. THANK YOU EVERYBODY FOR STICKING WITH ME THROUGH THE UPS AND DOWNS.

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