Spinister had been slowly growing more and more concerned for you and your current state of health. Lets just say it had slowly been declining and getting uglier and uglier. For at least the past five human weeks you had woken up early every morning to purge your intake.

You also began fainting often. Not consuming enough energon or even recharging for a whole night anymore. you’d guessed what was going on but had tried to purge it from your mind and just call it paranoia. That was a foolish mistake you made when looking back on it.

But nearly every day now with the scavengers were exhausting, sore, and sometimes snappish when misfire got to close. Most of them thought you were going down with a processor virus. Spinister was suspecting something else. But he hadn't been sure yet.

You were sat in the makeshift infirmary aboard the scavengers ship.

"Dont worry dear, just doing a diagnostic to see if the problem is in your system.*

The scanner was slowly going ever inch of your body, he hadn't really stopped anywhere until he froze once the scanner was over your spark. There was your shiny blue spark, pulsing, and right next to it slightly behind it; was a second tinier spark.

A forming sparklings spark.

"hey doll- your carrying-" he hadn't really registered the entire situation until his rotors began to spin. "OH MY PRIMUS- YOUR CARRYING OUR SPARKLING"