For renegadewriter8 *hugs*
For renegadewriter8 I hope things get better hun! Don't give up! I hope this little fic will cheer you up!
Name : One for All and All for one
Rating : pg13
Characters : Prowl/Jazz and the crew of the Arc!
This was supposed to be beta's by the wonderful
pxjloverkyoto but because of circumstances I had to post it before she finished. But it's the thought that counts! So thank you :)
Prowl quietly walked outside of the Ark leaving footsteps in the deep snow. It hadn't stopped snowing for the last few earth days and everything was covered in white. Prowl didn't mind the snow, he actually kinda of like it on some rare occasions when it didn't make his circuits freeze.
He stopped and looked down at the figure that was lying in the snow, steam coming from where the plating touched the frozen water.
“You should let Ratchet check you heating system. You did take a rather nasty hit” He stated but only got a grunt as a response and more steam emitted from the frame.
“Jazz” His stern voice caused the still injured 'bot to look as him.
“Ah'll go when he's tended to every one” Jazz off-lined his visor again and spoke “Get inside Prowl, cold ain’t good for that dislocated wing of yers”
Prowl noted how his name was used correctly and a small frown appeared on his face. He sat next to Jazz and even if he wasn't touching him, the heat that emitted from the TIC was still high.
“Ratchet fixed it already. He also gave me something for the pain, so do not concern your self with that” Prowl regarded the unnaturally quiet form next to him. He licked his lips and leaned down and kissed Jazz tenderly on his warm lips.
“This is not your fault” He stated finally and nudged his bond mate to look at him. “No one blames you. The chances of the plan going wrong were 10%”
“And yet were in those 10%” Jazz shifted to look away from Prowl “Ya may not blame me but you should have seen Sunny's face. He was furious. And he should be. It's my fault Sides is in the med - bay in stasis.”
“The information you required - there was no chance that you knew it was false-”
“Damn it Prowl! More them half of the base almost lost their life’s today because of my screw up!” Jazz exploded causing more steam to raise from his frame. The saboteur panted trying to cool down, the snow around them already melted by the heat.
“Sorry” He finally muttered when he cooled down a little.
“It's fine” Prowl scooped the smaller form in his arms “No body's perfect Jazz. What Sunstreaker said was in the heat of the moment, plus the probably dimmed bond aggravated him more”
“But it wasn't just him Prowler” Jazz slowly started to brake, his weakened physical and now mental state taking their toll “The way they all looked at me....they all blame me...”
Prowl hummed and gently rocked the saboteur “You carry a heavy burden being the unofficial moral officer love” Murmured Prowl. Jazz only broke down like this in front of Prowl.
“...I shouldn't have exploded like like.” Muttered tiredly Jazz. The SIC smiled.
“You do tend to turn Bluestreak on me when your worried”
“I'm serious Prowler!”
“As am I” He tightened his grip on Jazz.
“Primus I hate this war” Muttered Jazz.
“...Come on. Lets head back inside” Prowl tried to stand up with him.
“Will it be immature if I said I didn't want to?” Jazz cast him a weak smile while Prowl raised an optic ridge.
“Jazz” He turned the smaller mech and leaned in so close that their lips almost touched “It's actually funny, you having this pep talk from me” Prowl chuckled “ But you have to understand that no one, and I mean no one blames you for what happened. Even if they did, hey have probably already forgiven you”
“....We almost lost our friends today Prowler....” Whispered Jazz “And this is different. These mechs have become family. And if we lose even one of them...it's still a hard blow”
Prowl stood quiet for a long time “....Then live for them Jazz. Don't let this bring you down.” He helped Jazz up and headed for the Ark.
The two of them continued to 'talk' in the bond but this time they didn't use words. Prowl sent as much as love and reassurance he could muster, flooding Jazz with affections when the saboteurs grim feeling over flooded him.
They neared the entrance and there they saw Ratchet waiting impatiently there.
“Where the Pit have you been?!” He exploded as he saw Jazz.
“Sorry Ratch, got things on mah processor an' all” Tiredly chuckled Jazz.
“'Things', he says” grumbled the medic as he helped Jazz on the other side, taking his other shoulder.
Just as they entered Bumblebee and the mini-bots greeted them asking worried questions if Jazz was okey. Jazz just blinked at them, surprised that they were even talking to him. He got a gentle nudge from Prowl over the bond and smiled sheepishly at them, although tiredly. That seemed to calm them down and Ratchet had to shoo them away in order to reach the med bay.
On their way there they were stopped my Mirage and Hound - both of them reprimanding Jazz for making them worry where he was. Just they bid they're goodbys they encountered Bluestreak and Smokescreen. The gunner babbling on with worry and making sure the saboteur was okey, perhaps for the first time scolding at Jazz for making him worry, while Smokescreen patted his shoulder asking him not to do that again.
“Attention!” Red Alerts voice barked over the intercom of the base “Autobots Third in Command Jazz - if you ever disappear like that again, so help me Primus-” He was cut of by some one pushing him out the microphones way “-What Red's trying to say guy's is that we're glad Jazz's back and don't you dare do that again!” Inferno finished for is bond mate. And the transmission was cut. The saboteur couldn’t help but let out a laugh. That actually got Ratchet gaping and Prowl smirking.
They passed a laughing Ironhide and he saluted them, stating that if Jazz ever pulls a stunt like that Prowl would become boded to a hunk of metal Swiss cheese.
By the time they reached the made bay Jazz was a walking jello. The emotions of gratitude, relief, hope and thankfulness flowing freely across the bond, making Prowl smile as Jazz finally saw that the crew truly appreciated him. A gentle smile was spread on Jazz's lips. He always knew the crew appreciated his work but now...he couldn't find words to express his gratitude towards his team mates.
Jazz stopped in his tracks causing the bots that assisted him to stop as well. In front of him, lying on berth was the unconscious Sideswipe and a looming Sunstreaker next to him, glaring at Jazz.
“You fragging son of a glitch” The golden front liner started. Jazz looked away ashamed. Sideswipe was still in stasis.
“Do you know what you deserve now?!” He stood and went right in front of Jazz as the saboteur regarded him head on, ready for is punishment that he was determent he deserved.
“If you ever scare me and Sides like that again limbs are gonna go missing, you hear me?” Jazz full out gaped at him and Prowl chuckled next to him until a voice startled them.
“...He said that with all the love in the world!” The cheerful, yet tired voice of Sideswipe said. Sunstreaker grinned and headed for his brothers side.
Jazz just stood there for a couple of more minutes before they helped him on a berth.
Later that night as he stood in Prowls embrace he whispered in the quiet room.
“...What did I ever do ta deserve such a wonderful bond mate and friends like them, hmm Prowler?” He sleepily asked.
“The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one“ Murmured Prowl and held him closer.
“It is not so much our friends' help that helps us as the confident knowledge that they will help us “ Prowl spoke and looked at the sleeping form of the twins.
“Prowler” Murmured Jazz “If we don't end war, war will end us...”
“We will end it. I don't know how or when - but we will end it” Prowl stated and Jazz nodded.
“As long as we're together we'll overcome everything.”
None of them saw the lone figure in the entrance of the med bay listening in the quiet conversation that was being held.
“Believe you can and you're halfway there.” Optimus Prime murmured with a small smile tugging his lips that was hidden behind the battle mask as he left quietly as he came.
~fins
Name : One for All and All for one
Rating : pg13
Characters : Prowl/Jazz and the crew of the Arc!
This was supposed to be beta's by the wonderful
pxjloverkyoto but because of circumstances I had to post it before she finished. But it's the thought that counts! So thank you :)
Prowl quietly walked outside of the Ark leaving footsteps in the deep snow. It hadn't stopped snowing for the last few earth days and everything was covered in white. Prowl didn't mind the snow, he actually kinda of like it on some rare occasions when it didn't make his circuits freeze.
He stopped and looked down at the figure that was lying in the snow, steam coming from where the plating touched the frozen water.
“You should let Ratchet check you heating system. You did take a rather nasty hit” He stated but only got a grunt as a response and more steam emitted from the frame.
“Jazz” His stern voice caused the still injured 'bot to look as him.
“Ah'll go when he's tended to every one” Jazz off-lined his visor again and spoke “Get inside Prowl, cold ain’t good for that dislocated wing of yers”
Prowl noted how his name was used correctly and a small frown appeared on his face. He sat next to Jazz and even if he wasn't touching him, the heat that emitted from the TIC was still high.
“Ratchet fixed it already. He also gave me something for the pain, so do not concern your self with that” Prowl regarded the unnaturally quiet form next to him. He licked his lips and leaned down and kissed Jazz tenderly on his warm lips.
“This is not your fault” He stated finally and nudged his bond mate to look at him. “No one blames you. The chances of the plan going wrong were 10%”
“And yet were in those 10%” Jazz shifted to look away from Prowl “Ya may not blame me but you should have seen Sunny's face. He was furious. And he should be. It's my fault Sides is in the med - bay in stasis.”
“The information you required - there was no chance that you knew it was false-”
“Damn it Prowl! More them half of the base almost lost their life’s today because of my screw up!” Jazz exploded causing more steam to raise from his frame. The saboteur panted trying to cool down, the snow around them already melted by the heat.
“Sorry” He finally muttered when he cooled down a little.
“It's fine” Prowl scooped the smaller form in his arms “No body's perfect Jazz. What Sunstreaker said was in the heat of the moment, plus the probably dimmed bond aggravated him more”
“But it wasn't just him Prowler” Jazz slowly started to brake, his weakened physical and now mental state taking their toll “The way they all looked at me....they all blame me...”
Prowl hummed and gently rocked the saboteur “You carry a heavy burden being the unofficial moral officer love” Murmured Prowl. Jazz only broke down like this in front of Prowl.
“...I shouldn't have exploded like like.” Muttered tiredly Jazz. The SIC smiled.
“You do tend to turn Bluestreak on me when your worried”
“I'm serious Prowler!”
“As am I” He tightened his grip on Jazz.
“Primus I hate this war” Muttered Jazz.
“...Come on. Lets head back inside” Prowl tried to stand up with him.
“Will it be immature if I said I didn't want to?” Jazz cast him a weak smile while Prowl raised an optic ridge.
“Jazz” He turned the smaller mech and leaned in so close that their lips almost touched “It's actually funny, you having this pep talk from me” Prowl chuckled “ But you have to understand that no one, and I mean no one blames you for what happened. Even if they did, hey have probably already forgiven you”
“....We almost lost our friends today Prowler....” Whispered Jazz “And this is different. These mechs have become family. And if we lose even one of them...it's still a hard blow”
Prowl stood quiet for a long time “....Then live for them Jazz. Don't let this bring you down.” He helped Jazz up and headed for the Ark.
The two of them continued to 'talk' in the bond but this time they didn't use words. Prowl sent as much as love and reassurance he could muster, flooding Jazz with affections when the saboteurs grim feeling over flooded him.
They neared the entrance and there they saw Ratchet waiting impatiently there.
“Where the Pit have you been?!” He exploded as he saw Jazz.
“Sorry Ratch, got things on mah processor an' all” Tiredly chuckled Jazz.
“'Things', he says” grumbled the medic as he helped Jazz on the other side, taking his other shoulder.
Just as they entered Bumblebee and the mini-bots greeted them asking worried questions if Jazz was okey. Jazz just blinked at them, surprised that they were even talking to him. He got a gentle nudge from Prowl over the bond and smiled sheepishly at them, although tiredly. That seemed to calm them down and Ratchet had to shoo them away in order to reach the med bay.
On their way there they were stopped my Mirage and Hound - both of them reprimanding Jazz for making them worry where he was. Just they bid they're goodbys they encountered Bluestreak and Smokescreen. The gunner babbling on with worry and making sure the saboteur was okey, perhaps for the first time scolding at Jazz for making him worry, while Smokescreen patted his shoulder asking him not to do that again.
“Attention!” Red Alerts voice barked over the intercom of the base “Autobots Third in Command Jazz - if you ever disappear like that again, so help me Primus-” He was cut of by some one pushing him out the microphones way “-What Red's trying to say guy's is that we're glad Jazz's back and don't you dare do that again!” Inferno finished for is bond mate. And the transmission was cut. The saboteur couldn’t help but let out a laugh. That actually got Ratchet gaping and Prowl smirking.
They passed a laughing Ironhide and he saluted them, stating that if Jazz ever pulls a stunt like that Prowl would become boded to a hunk of metal Swiss cheese.
By the time they reached the made bay Jazz was a walking jello. The emotions of gratitude, relief, hope and thankfulness flowing freely across the bond, making Prowl smile as Jazz finally saw that the crew truly appreciated him. A gentle smile was spread on Jazz's lips. He always knew the crew appreciated his work but now...he couldn't find words to express his gratitude towards his team mates.
Jazz stopped in his tracks causing the bots that assisted him to stop as well. In front of him, lying on berth was the unconscious Sideswipe and a looming Sunstreaker next to him, glaring at Jazz.
“You fragging son of a glitch” The golden front liner started. Jazz looked away ashamed. Sideswipe was still in stasis.
“Do you know what you deserve now?!” He stood and went right in front of Jazz as the saboteur regarded him head on, ready for is punishment that he was determent he deserved.
“If you ever scare me and Sides like that again limbs are gonna go missing, you hear me?” Jazz full out gaped at him and Prowl chuckled next to him until a voice startled them.
“...He said that with all the love in the world!” The cheerful, yet tired voice of Sideswipe said. Sunstreaker grinned and headed for his brothers side.
Jazz just stood there for a couple of more minutes before they helped him on a berth.
Later that night as he stood in Prowls embrace he whispered in the quiet room.
“...What did I ever do ta deserve such a wonderful bond mate and friends like them, hmm Prowler?” He sleepily asked.
“The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one“ Murmured Prowl and held him closer.
“It is not so much our friends' help that helps us as the confident knowledge that they will help us “ Prowl spoke and looked at the sleeping form of the twins.
“Prowler” Murmured Jazz “If we don't end war, war will end us...”
“We will end it. I don't know how or when - but we will end it” Prowl stated and Jazz nodded.
“As long as we're together we'll overcome everything.”
None of them saw the lone figure in the entrance of the med bay listening in the quiet conversation that was being held.
“Believe you can and you're halfway there.” Optimus Prime murmured with a small smile tugging his lips that was hidden behind the battle mask as he left quietly as he came.
~fins