Transformers x Reader (On Hiatus)

TFP: Breakdown x Femme!Reader pt.2

(Don't own photo)
Requested by: @heavenandhell93
Description: So, Breakdown was offlined although that was kept from the reader and their sparkling until Knockout told them. The reader decided that raising a sparkling on the Decepticon warship would ruin the sparklings growth behavior so with the help of Knockout they left(also megatron, being the evil aft he is, wants the child to grow up to be his successor and the reader does not like that). Enjoy...?

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You looked at the little sparkling within your grasp, their amber optics reminded you so much of their sire. The thought of said mech made lubricants brim at the edge of your optics wondering when he might return. The frame of the sparkling had a mixture of your small sleek body but mostly the bulkier genes of its sire, his face was orange much like his sires and the amber optics had a tingle of your own (f/c) optics.
You cradled the sparkling close to your frame, realizing raising him in such a place would be one of the worst mistakes as a birth giver. Gently you hushed the sparkling to sleep, leaving Knockout to babysit while you went on patrol to see if the vehicons were doing their jobs right.

After you gave birth to your sparkling Megatron didn't care that you had given life to a new born, saying it would get in the way of winning this war. His thoughts on it were mixed saying he'd gladly train it to be a strong warrior or dispose of it. His whole reaction to the whole situation made your body burn with anger and to top it off he wasn't looking for Breakdown.

"I can't keep doing this." You mumbled, staring down at your servos, sitting against the edge of the flight deck. The sudden sound of a crying sparkling made your audials perk, turning around to see the familiar blue and (f/c) color. Lubricant brimmed at the edge of your optics, standing from your position walking over to the sparking who latched onto your pede.
"Right when you left he woke up, started crying for you... and his sire." You glanced up at the medic, the familiar shiny red made you smile. Gently picking up your sparkling, allowing him to cuddle against your neckcables. The familiar feeling of warmth made lubricant flow down your faceplates.
Remembering when Breakdown stood beside your aching form, the sparkling that was cupped in your servos whined and cried. The mechs amber optics glistened with so much hope, and happiness to the point he scooped you two up and snuggled into your neckcables. The familiar fluid that dropped onto your shoulder plating proved that he was over joyed, kissing along your neck and gently placing a kiss upon the forehelm of the sparkling.
The days that followed were the happiest you two have ever been, but as the year progressed and the battles were more rough the realization that one of you may not make it through the war...

"I want sire." You could hear the desperation within his tiny voice, realizing just how much this war among the Decepticon side would ruin your little sparkling. Feeling your form shake nodding, not bothered that Knockout stood to the side in his own pain as the two of you cried.
"I know sweetspark, I want him here too." After a few minutes the lubricants that left your optics dried, as the sparkling fell sleep within your warmth. You glanced over at Knockout who gave a sad smile, you quietly stood walking toward the medic. The fear within your spark hurt, but being here with a sparkling wasn't right in your helm. Knockout agreed with your thoughts even though he wasn't surprised at your decision, not stopping you from it.
You allowed yourself to transform around the sleeping sparkling, allowing him to sleep as you flew down toward the ground. You glided along the tree line until you hit a certain location. Transfoming to cradle your sparkling. The nervousness that filled your optics made you weak, gently setting the sparkling down underneath a tree.
"I'll be right here, I don't want you to get harmed if they attack first." You gently placed a kiss along his helm before you stood back up, allowing your struts to stretch sitting on the opposite side of the tree, waiting for the sound of the ground bridge.
Not even a few minutes passed when the familiar green swirl appeared in front of you, as well as the familiar red and blue color scheme of the towering mech before you. Clenching your servos at the figure next to him who stood along your height. Their blasters were pointed toward you not waiting for you to speak, the blue femme spoke.
"What do you want con?" Her voice was like venom seeping into your spark. You had nothing else to lose, allowing yourself to stand to bow your helm.
"I wish to ask for a favor." The femmes optics darkened glaring at you, the pain you felt within your spark welded. As the femme took a step toward you blaster ready to distinguish your spark, but the gentle voice of the tall mech stopped her glare.
"What is this favor (y/n)?" The Primes voice was gentle making you want to cry, before you could speak the familiar sound of crying broke the silence. You quickly moved behind the tree picking up the blanket wrapped sparkling, gently shushing him. The look upon the femme and mechs showed surprise, and deep worry quickly putting away her blasters. You could see the smile upon the sparklings face, gently poking his faceplates making him laugh. Glancing up at the two you stepped toward them, spark breaking with every step.
"I know you will not accept me as one of your own, so I ask that you take my sparkling. I ask for you to keep him safe... I-I-" you could feel tears drop down onto the fabric of the blanket, shaking from the pain. The large servo that was placed upon your shoulder made you jump, clenching the sparkling close to your chasis protectively. The look within the baby blue optics of the Autobot leader showed sympathy, pity but most of all it was hope.
"I cannot bare to take a sparkling from their birth giver... I will also not allow you to fall apart without your sparkling (y/n)," his voice was soft as he wrapped his servos around your form to hug you, the feeling of it made you remember your sparkmate. Breaking down into tears against his chassis as the blue two wheeler held her servo against her spark at the scene feeling her own pain.

You awoke in an unknown place, not hearing a sound from your sparkling you jumped up. The desperation in your optics scanning the room before quickly running out of the room, the run wasn't long when you reached a large room full of bots. The familiar laughter of your baby made you glance over, seeing the yellow scout tossing him in the air. You stumbled back falling onto your aft, overwhelmed with emotions more than relief. The feeling of the large servo returned to your shoulder, glancing up at the Leader who had a worried expression. The feeling of being lifted and set on a medical berth brought fear over your form, only when the gentle touch of the sparklings servos wrapping around your pede did you relax. Scooping up the boy, allowing him to snuggle into you with a yawn. The gentle touch on your shoulder plating from another servo made you jump, realizing it was their medic who had stared at the emblem on your shoulder.
"The locator was taken out, if you're wondering. Knockout, he uh did it before we left." You could see the suprised look in the medics optics but he nodded allowing himself to place his own devise into your shoulder plate and remodeling the symbol into an Autobot one.
"Can I get one too! I want to be like you mommy!" You flinched back at the name, glancing over at Optimus who smiled.
"Mommy is the same thing as birth giver on this planet." His voice was soothing, unlike Megatron's demanding one. You nodded smiling down at your sparkling gently placing a kiss along his forehelm. The image of a smiling Breakdown flashed in your processor before quickly being replaced with your sparkling.
"Thank you so much Optimus... I'm sure Breakdown would be happy with this decision, he always put our safety above his own." You snuggled the sparkling against your chassis hearing him giggle, you could hear a familiar voice glancing up at the green wrecker. His optics showed pity as he apologized for the loss of your Sparkmate, although you just smiled thanking him before going back to cradling the sparkling.

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I feel this was ok. I don't have anything to say about it other then I'm sorry if it sucked!