Dammit, I honestly have no idea why I didn't update this...no really, the chap's not long and has been finished since before the fifth review...whoops? Thank you very much for all the positive feedback, it gave me new drive to continue the story!

Well, no smexings this time, but we'll get to the 'birth' so that's something.

Fifth Reviewer: Thornwitch! (ring ring ring) In answer to your question I would take a future scene and demote it of it's intended attention if I answered now. Hope you can hold on and wait for it.

But then what they had been waiting for happened and they were called to assist in a vicious battle against the autobots. Somehow the other decepticons had managed to split the autobots up into smaller groups and they wondered why they had been called at all, as Megatron swirled around lightening fast and fired his fusion cannon directly at Starscreams cockpit. Gasping in pain and trying to contain the damage at least somewhat with his hands, the air commander fell down onto his knee joints while his wing mates fired away at the silver mech. Momentarily startled by the responding fire from his own troops Megatron forgot to defend himself and was hit in the shoulder. The force of the impact with the seekers lasers from such closeness knocked him off balance and in the time it took him to get back up Thundercracker had managed to drag Starscream into the shadow of an alcove, where Skywarp had managed to teleport them in absolute disregard of his own low energy levels before taking up a protective stance in front of them.

Shielding the screaming air commander as best as they could, they received unexpected help as a big white shuttle touched down before them and took up firing at any approaching mech. Thundercracker scanned the sky for unlikely enemies before falling back to comfort the hurt seeker and investigate the damage done. He was wild with rage as he realized that the bastard had tried to shoot at the sparkling, but how had he gained knowledge about him in the first place? Fortunately he was well protected and undamaged, yet highly upset. Starscream wasn't fairing any better, he was as distressed as he could become, multiple circuits had been hit and were either blown or frozen up and his processor had no idea how to handle the quite extensive damage. Withering on the ground, unable to do more than scream in pain, he was a sparkbreaking sight and Thundercracker was no medic, he couldn't do a single thing to help his air commander. Rejoining the battle he charged directly at the silver mech, only to be engaged by Soundwave instead.

By now it was seekers against everyone, the battle had dipped and Superion was holding Devastator back from stomping Starscream into the ground, no matter their shielding. Even the coneheads had decided to stand against the combaticons and they were holding their own well. Most Autobots had no idea anymore what this was all about, unsure as to whom they should fight against, until Optimus arrived with the twins, seeing as they had been driven away the furthest by their enemy. He instantly ordered all Autobots to fight any non-flier decepticons and after Megatron realized the considerable overweight of his enemies power and force, now that their air devision had turned against him, called a retreat that was followed immediately.

Everything began to quiet down after that, everything but the agonized cries of the decepticons air commander. A protective barrier of fliers stood between the screaming mech and them as Prowl began to lecture the aerial bots for their careless actions. Yet his words remained unprocessed and as he took a step forward to reinforce his authority, he found himself facing one barrel after another and froze.

Unbelieving that their creations would just turn against them without a viable reason Ratchet stepped up behind the 2IC and laid a restraining hand onto his shoulder to signal him to calm down and stay quiet. That action actually prompted all fliers to lower their weapons again. Red Alert went off about security and everybody but the fliers sighed in annoyance. Optimus tried to reason against the solid wall of mechs, but only got a growled word out of Skyfire and the way that 'threat' had sounded indicated that he'd meant them with it.

Again the medics spark clenched at the agony he could hear in the seekers voice which he was forced to endure due to only Primus knew what and in a processor glitch he stepped forward to argue for passage.

"Will you let me treat him?", he asked them outright, fixing Skywarp with his his glare, seeing as he was the next highest ranking air officer of the decepticons with Starscream and Thundercracker hidden behind that barrier and assumed he was probably in charge now. None of the weapons were pointed at him and Ramjet and Silver Bolt even stepped a little to the side to indicate an open passage for him, yet him only as he quickly realized, because neither Prowl nor Optimus were permitted to follow him.

"You're a medic.", was Skywarps simple explanation to that as he sent him a questioning look.

Walking to the fliers and through their barrier warily Ratchet gasped at the air commanders state. Starscream was in a by far worse condition than Thundercracker had been almost two years ago. All he would be able to do was patch the leaks and rebuild the seekers cockpit completely by the ruined looks of it. Rushing forward he motioned for Thundercracker to restrain the seeker at least somewhat, seeing as he couldn't do anything to help him with the way he was twisting and turning on the ground.

"Primus! That's a spark seizure!", all curses fled his mind and he set to work immediately.

"Don wanna...", was all the seeker managed to vocalize like a mantra after his pain receptors had been offlined.

"You need to let him go.", Thundercracker urged the air commander as soon as he appeared somewhat stable and processing what they were saying. Instantly the mantra became louder and more properly pronounced, as if this was an ongoing argument. Ratchet queried in icy notes why the blue flier was upsetting his patient then, because more stress was certainly the last the seekers spark needed right now.

"Because he needs to let the sparkling go. Megatrons shot roused him from his slumber and he wants out...now! Yet Starscream is holding him back, because he doesn't think he's ready, he is still a few orns too young after all. His spark is overstraining itself with keeping the sparkling contained and that's what's causing the seizure. He won't be able to endure this much longer before he offlines and in his current state the sparkling still needs the connection to him and would share his fate should his spark extinguish.", he explained in low tones and Ratchet was shocked at the revelations.

"He's holding him back? How can he even do that?", the medic exclaimed and forced his tired and energon covered joints and digits to work even faster in closing off the seekers leakages.

"Don wanna...help...Hide help!", Starscream bucked up against all their efforts to hold him down and Thundercracker snarled at him angrily.

"Why do you even think he'd help you? Your still his enemy, don't forget that! Release the sparkling Starscream! Maybe he's not as ready as we'd like him to be, but ready enough to sustain function. Release him!", he ordered and Starscream was by now far too weak to argue any longer, feeling his spark flicker already.

"...Hide...care?", he sobbed desperately and as Ratchet vowed that the warrior did care, while he didn't even get far enough in his statement to clarify who or what it was Ironhide cared about, Starscream finally released the few catches that had still held strong on his mostly shattered cockpit and a tiny sparkling clambered out of it quickly, almost unbelieving of the newly gained freedom. Yet as quick as the Sparkling had been to leave the confines of the restraining cockpit he'd grown in, he scurried up to the seekers faceplates and hugged his neck joint tightly, as if sensing his dropping energy levels. A soft spark pulse assured the little frame quickly and a hand covered in Starscreams own energon gently held the sparkling in place, while he felt his systems shutting him down into an emergency stasis, which the medic must have started now that it was safe, seeing as the stasis could no longer affect the sparkling.