Jetfire's optics went angry red at the sight of Starscream's weapon leveled at him, knowing Starscream intended to kill him. He saw the pain and discomfort etched into his facial features, the strain of his impending labor weighing heavily upon him but he also saw the unyielding determination, the cold, single-minded obsession that had always been at the core of Starscream's being. Jetfire understood that Starscream wouldn't back down, not until he had his reckoning or met his end.

"Starscream..." his voice a low, urgent rasp as he took a measured step forward, despite the gun aimed at him. "If you insist on this course of action then you leave me no choice. I can't allow you to risk the life of our child, not on your misguided quest for power and vengeance." He raised his own weapon, aiming it not at Starscream's helm but at his arm, hoping to incapacitate him without causing lasting harm.

"I won't hesitate to disable you even if it means putting our sparkling's wellbeing first. You have forced my servo, Starscream. Now lower your weapon before it is too late..." A heavy, tense silence stretched between them, the air thick with the weight of consequences yet to unfold. Jetfire stood his ground with spark pounding in his chassis as he waited for Starscream's next move, praying to the Matrix that he wouldn't make him choose between his loyalty as an Autobot and his duty as a soon-to-be father. No matter what happened, he wouldn't let Starscream's reckless obsession destroy the future of their sparkling and he would do whatever it took to protect his offspring even if it meant breaking his own spark in the process.