Title: Unexpected Life

Rating: T

Pairings: Sunstreaker/oc, Prowl/Jazz

Disclaimer: I own nothing, that goes to Hasbro.

Here it is the last and final chapter for this story. Yay, it's the end.

The weeks had been adding up slowly and it was becoming increasingly difficult on everyone, mech and human alike. Ratchet noticed that Sunstreaker wasn't as polished as he usually was; instead a dull color to his armor had appeared on him.

The medic had a sickening feeling that the yellow mech was slowly killing himself and he could see it was causing his brother a lot of pain, even if they never said anything. He wanted to help the both of them, but he knew them to well that they would refuse his help.

It all became too much for him when the pair walked in after a shift and Ratchet nearly crashed as he saw how bad the two had become. On each of their once colorful armor black patches had appeared as they stumbled to the chairs they had dragged in one day, and collapsed on them.

As soon as they did Sunstreaker reached out his black hand towards Alex and to the medic it looked like a painful process. Making a quick decision, he placed a box down he had been holding and walked up behind the twins. Neither acknowledged him as they continued starring at Alex, as he brought up his hands and hit them hard on the head knocking them both offline.

"Ratchet to Prowl, please come to the med bay," he asked of the tactician.

"Prowl here, I'll be there quickly." Signing Ratchet began moving the two brothers onto a berth, having completed the task just as Prowl walked through the door. "What happened?"

"Both of them are very weak and sick. I've noticed it for a while now, but never said anything, hoping they would come to me for help. Seeing the black on their armor finally made me take chances of their anger instead of seeing them die." explained Ratchet as he began working on Sunstreaker.

Prowl had stepped up next to the medic and looked down at the golden warrior taking in the dull sheen and the spots Ratchet had said. "They will be under your care until they are fully healthy again."

"That's not the only problem I'm having," Ratchet shook his head looking over to Alex. The tactician followed his gaze before walking over to her and activating his holoform.

"She hasn't woken up yet?" he asked taking her hand in his. She neither moved nor made a sound when he did.

"No, there has been absolutely no change to her since her last nightmare almost over a week ago." Both cringed as they remembered how bad that was. Ever since First Aid had said that she had a nightmare they have only gotten worse, keeping Ratchet awake long into the nights. One had gotten so bad that she scratched herself badly making blood actually come out in a few of them. He had to literally restrain her, strapping her down to the bed while he tried to heal her wounds.

The wounds were now mostly healed, although a few would take another day or two to disappear entirely. Ratchet looked away and back down at Sunstreaker praying to primus that he didn't take any of the three in his bay right now.

"Sunstreaker." he nearly dropped his wrench when he heard the small whimper. He spun and walked towards the small figure laying on the mattress, whom Prowl was still holding her hand tightly a shock look on his own face.

"Alex." Both mechs looked to Sunstreaker whom had spoken the girls name.

"Sunny, Sides," this time Alex spoke both of their names.

"Alex," both lamborghini's answered at the same time. Ratchet looked between the three wondering what was happening when suddenly Alex's eyes shot opened. Instantly he activated his holoform gripping her other hand while Prowl continued holding the one in his.

"Alex do you know who I am?" asked Ratchet as the girl turned towards him.

She regarded the man in front of her looking over his features before turning and looking at the man next to him. "Prowl," she whispered. The man nodded and suddenly found himself with his arms around her as she cried loudly against his chest where she had buried her head. He looked to Ratchet who nodded his head and the two sat quietly as they waited for the girl to stop crying.

"I'm so sorry," she sniffed twenty minutes later when her crying had stopped. She continued to cling to Prowl who in turned held her softly while she spoke. "I could see myself doing things, but I couldn't control myself."

Ratchet was right next to Prowl with one hand on her shoulder. "Alex, what you did was not your fault. Soundwave is a powerful decepticon, who can have even the toughest mech fear him. None of us are blaming you and you shouldn't either."

"But, I could have killed...."

DON'T!" he snapped cutting off her thoughts. "Don't go down that path Alex. I've worked to hard to lose you again."

Prowl felt her grip tighten around his neck as she continued to cling to him. He brought up one of his hands and ran it through her hair. "They're all worried about you," he whispered "They've been waiting anxiously for you to wake up."

"Sunstreaker," she spoke.

"He's sick, let himself go when you weren't getting any better." he answered looking to the lamborghini. Alex pulled her head away and looked over at her guardian offline on the berth he lay upon. Her eyes then switched to his brother on the table next to him as she turned back to Ratchet.

"Since they're twins, what one feels the other feels. Sideswipe became sick because of Sunstreaker, then you woke up so I haven't had the chance to look at either of them yet."

"Can I see him?" she asked not taking her eyes off of her guardian. Ratchet's holoform disappeared as he gently picked her up and placed her softly on Sunstreaker's chest. He then went to stand in front of his helm and then Sunstreaker's optics came online, although they looked rather dull.

However, a hint of recognition came to them when he spotted her sitting awkwardly upon his chest. Alex let a small smile grace her lips. "Hey Sunny," she said softly.

"Alex, thank Primus your awake," he whispered.

Alex could barely hear him though. "Sunny, what's wrong?" She turned to Ratchet with tears in her eyes something that sadden the medic considerably. "Your not dyeing are you?"

A small chuckle escaped the warrior. "No, I'm not dyeing." His face suddenly looked serious and if she could move, Alex would have back away from that look.

"Sunny, you're scaring me."

He looked away from her not meeting her eyes. "It's hard trying to protect someone when there's a war going on. Just trying to protect you is challenging enough. I was built as a warrior and it's in my mainframe to be cold and uncaring towards decepticon's."

Alex turned to Ratchet and Prowl helpless, who they themselves didn't have a clue as to what her guardian was saying. She looked back to the yellow mech who had paused momentarily. "I believe it would be best for you if I was no longer your guardian."

At this she broke down in tears as Ratchet began yelling at the lamborghini. "YOU SLAGGER THIS TYPE OF REJECTION IS NOT GOOD FOR HER. IF SHE GOES INTO A DEPRESSION BECAUSE OF YOU I WILL FOR SURE CONVERT YOU INTO A TOASTER OVEN!" As he continued to yell at Sunstreaker, Alex in her weakened state tried to move away from him, Prowl seeing this picked her up gently cradling her to his spark.

He looked to the yellow warrior who's optics were offline and the continued cursing medic, who only seemed to get louder and louder. Prowl decided it was best to get Alex out of there and knew the medic was too busy to care who would check in later.

Being careful he left the med bay and began making his way to his and Jazz's quarters in the new base to save space for rebuilding. Jazz who had been lounging against the berth in the room instantly sprang up on his entrance asked what happened.

Prowl told him seeing the shock build in the saboteur visor as he took a seat gently on the berth, while the other mech sat next to him. Alex who had been crying had fallen asleep sometime during his explanation was curled up tight using the warmth from his spark to calm her. The two mech's sat that way watching as she slept, Prowl not wanting to put in her down for anything.

Ratchet arrived a few hours later the door to their quarters opening and closing as he stepped through. To them he seemed angry, but it soon dissipated as he took in Alex still curled sleep on Prowl's hand. "I have no clue what happened to make him say those words. I checked everything and couldn't find a thing wrong. Prime has been informed and he isn't to pleased with Sunstreaker at the moment."

He paused still keeping his optics on her still form. "He should not have said that to her it would only cause her more pain." He came closer holding out his hand. "Let take a look at her and then I'll go get the bed and bring it here."

Nodding Prowl pulled her away from his spark, a shiver running through her body and Ratchet took her and used his scans to check over her. Once done he placed her gently back in Prowl's hand who once again brought her close to his spark.

"The next few weeks will prove difficult I'm afraid and we can only hope she has not lost the will. I will be making frequent visits to make sure she stays healthy, but the rest I'm afraid is up to her. I shall go get the bed." With one last glance at the sleeping girl he turned and walked out leaving the two mech's alone once again.

Jazz once the door had closed pulled Prowl close to him allowing the tactician to lay his head on his shoulder. "Everything's going to be alright Prowl."

The second in command sighed. "No Jazz not this time." they both fell quiet just leaning against each other and trying to comfort the sleeping girl.

Indeed, what Ratchet had said that day was predicted in the coming weeks. Alex barely left the both the second and third commands quarters. Actually, she didn't leave it at all, not wanting to be seen with tears in her eyes. Everyday she cried and she would only allow Prowl or Jazz to comfort her.

Neither was willing to leave her alone at all. They had agreed to take different shifts, Prowl working early morning to mid or late afternoon, sometime bringing his work back to his quarters. Jazz would then report to his own shifts often coming in late at night.

Other autobot's would ask the two how she was, but all they got was a shake and a sad look from the two. Sideswipe after hearing what his brother had did, practically attacked him, landing him right back into the med bay and the brig after being released.

Since then, he avoided his brother at all costs and would often trying to see Alex, but Alex did not want to see anyone. Mikaela and Sam had often asked to see her as well, but Prowl or Jazz had to apologize to them and send the teens away.

Ratchet was having a fit just about every time he came back to the bay after going to check up on her. While Alex allowed him to check her, she neither listened nor acknowledge anything he said or done. He was ready to tear his CPU apart if she didn't get out of this state anytime soon.

Alex in the meantime sat on her bed staring at the blank wall across from her, like she had for the past four weeks or so. Or maybe it was a month, she didn't care anymore. It was silent in the room, Prowl working quietly on the berth a collection of datapads spread around him.

She knew he had important work to do and her being like this was not allowing him much freedom. Jazz and him have been so helpful and patient with her; she wondered why neither of them had kicked her out yet.

Turning her head she looked to the tactician who paused in his work when he saw her move. This was the first time she actually looked at him without tears in her eyes. Setting aside the report he moved closer to her, using one finger to gently caress her back. Alex relaxed against his finger when he did that finding it very calming at the moment. But, after a while she sat up straighter and turned to him. Again Prowl waited patiently wondering what she was going to do next.

Alex stared and then opened her mouth and said the first word in four weeks. "Jazz." it was quiet and horse from not using it in a long time. Understanding immediately Prowl quickly com the mech who appeared not long after looking anxiously. He took a seat besides the tactician and they waited for her to speak. "I want to leave the base." Whatever it was they were expecting her to say it wasn't this.

"But Alex you must stay here so that we can protect you." Prowl said.

Her head shook. "No, you and Jazz are busy and have work that you must do. I am not allowing you to do that work by sitting here day in and day out. I have thought about this a while and think it best if I'm not in the way."

Jazz spoke up this time. "You cannot mean that Alex, we like having you here."

She hung her head. "No Jazz I do mean it. You and Prowl are doing the best you can to try to keep me company and while I appreciate it, I don't want be in your way of your duties. I know you aren't spending times with your friends who are probably missing you as well. Please, don't make me stay here."

The two mech's exchanged a glance with each other. "Where will you go though?" asked Prowl.

"Where my family is stationed." she said simply. "But, I don't want anyone knowing except you two and Prime. I don't think I have the heart to say goodbye."

Again the two mech's exchanged a glance with each other. "All right Alex, I'll talk to Prime tomorrow," said Prowl. She nodded her head before turning to her bed and lying down on it, closing her eyes immediately after.

As promised Prowl got up the next day and went straight to Optimus who agreed to do so. Together the two commanders came up with a plan and Prowl relied it back to Jazz and Alex. She had agreed to allow Skyfire to become part of the plan and allow him to take her to the base.

The day before she was due to leave she allowed one last visit from Ratchet who was surprised to find her talking with Jazz as they discussed something. When she turned to him she nodded her head, which was his cue to check her over.

Alex waited as his holoform checked out her rapidly healing arm. When he was done she stood and gave him a hug, which stunned even him. "What was that for?" he asked returning the hug with one of his own.

"For everything," she replied turning away. Even though she was talking and walking around, he still wished she would get out of the room more. He nodded to Prowl and Jazz before leaving the room, thinking to himself that something just wasn't right about the situation. But, not coming up with any logical explanation he shrugged and headed towards his office wanting to finish the report about her progress.

That night Alex slept between Prowl and Jazz on the berth for some reason wanting to feel the warmth of their sparks one last time before she left. When she woke they were already up standing by the door and waiting for her. Casting a glance around the room she stood and walked into Prowl's awaiting hand.

Crouching down so that he could place his other hand on top of her covering her from any unwanted optics. Together the three made their way to the entrance only passing a somewhat awake Blaster who merely nodded and continued on his way.

Once outside they spotted Skyfire who stood a little ways away, the sun barely up yet. Prowl set Alex down on the ground who turned and regarded the two mech's. Instantly their holoforms appeared and she threw her arms around Jazz giving him a kiss on his cheek. He pulled back with a grin and giving her one last hug. She then turned to Prowl and did the same, but her hug lasted a little longer. "Thank you Prowl, for everything."

He smiled down at her. "Your welcome Alex and know that you are always welcomed back here anytime."

"I know, but for now watch over everyone and kept them out of trouble." He nodded and she let go turning to look at the new autobot base after the destruction of the old one. She looked away before she decided to change her mind and turned to Skyfire who was already in his alt mode.

Walking up she looked out one last time at the second and third command who waved to her. She waved her hand then using it to wipe a stray tear that had fallen as Skyfire closed the door.

He took off immediately and Alex allowed herself to let the tears finally flow, feeling it harder and harder to tell him to go back. But, this is what she wanted and she cast away any unwanted thoughts about going back. During the flight Skyfire engaged her into talking, although she more listened to him then talked. When she finally felt him descend she looked out one of his windows to see a huge military base below her.

He touched down lightly and opened the door as she walked out onto the runway where she was meet with Captain Lennox. They exchanged a few words before she turned back to Skyfire whose holoform waited a few steps away. Alex stepped up to him. "Thank you for flying me here."

"It was my pleasure and I hope you will come see us again soon." he replied. His holoform disappeared and his alt mode took off. Alex watched him go until she could no longer see his form anymore wondering when again she will see the autobots. Her thoughts answered her when the damn war was over and peace came to the land.

The End