Twice the Pain. Four Times the Love - Chapter 1
Title: Twice the Pain. Four Times the Love
Characters: Optimus Prime, Jazz, Ratchet, Prowl, Bumblebee and others
Paring: ProwlXJazz, and RatchetXWheeljack
Series: G1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me. This as Yaoi.
Summery: When Prowl got struck by lighting not once but twice, Jazz will do anything to see too it Prowl get better.
Chapter 1
It was a typical day for the Autobots, they were just finishing up stopping Megatron's new scheme. They cheer as the Decepticons did their normal retreating routine; the once blue sky was starting to turn dark. "Be careful as we go inside. The lightening on this planet is dangerous." Optimus said. Everyone agree and started their way in side, Prowl stayed out last to make sure everyone got in first. Rain started to fall and the thunder started as lightening struck around the area.
"Be careful everyone." Ratchet informed them. Some nodded as they continued driving towards the Ark. Suddenly a lighting bolt struck, and it hit Prowl hard.
"AHHHH!"
"PROWL!"
“Prowl!” Jazz shouted shock and scared. He started to race towards his bond mate just when another lighting bolt struck the black and white Dustan. Jazz got to the smoking 2IC before he collapsed to the ground. “Prowl?! Prowl can ya hear me?!” Intense worry was filling Jazz’s systems. He was kind of relived he could hear Prowl’s intakes still working. “Ratchet! Bot down!”
‘Jazz, is he functioning?’ Ratchet’s voice went through his comm. system.
“His intakes are working.”
‘Get the both of you some cover until I get there.’
“Right.” Jazz looked around until he saw a huge rock over hang near by. He gently lifts Prowl into his arms. “Okay love, lets get you out of this nasty weather.” Once they were both under the rock over hang, Jazz was about to set Prowl down when the light came back on from the 2IC’s light blue optics. “Prowl, ya okay babe?” Jazz got worried when Prowl didn’t make a sound but just stare up at him. There was no movement from the Dustan’s body, not even from the door wings. If those two bolts did something bad... Jazz started to think. He then felt Prowl’s spark push against his. Jazz gently caress his bond mate’s face plate. “Easy love, Ratchet will be here soon.”
Ratchet came over, letting Optimus get the others inside. "Jazz? What've we got?"
"That lighting struck Prowl then another one did too." Jazz said very worried.
"Twice? Oh Primus!" He sighed heavily and ran a scan. Jazz held onto Prowl gently, afraid to let him go. "He's paralyzed, that's for sure. Prowl? Can you hear me?" There was a glimmer of acknowledgement in his optics.
"I think he can." said Jazz as he felt Prowl's spark push against his again.
"He's in a stasis lockdown. He's aware of his surroundings, but he can't move a nano circuit."
"Is there anything ya can do?" Jazz asked.
"I'm not sure. I have to examine him further. We need to get him inside and to MedBay." Jazz nodded as he looked worriedly at the weather. "We'll have to make a run for it." Ratchet transformed. "Load him inside and transform. We'll make a run for it on my mark." Jazz nods as he slowly and gently place Prowl inside Ratchet. Once he make sure Prowl was going be okay, he transformed himself. "Alright," Ratchet said as the lightening struck and thunder roared. "One...Two..." Thunder and lightening crashed and Ratchet had calculated their window of time. "THREE!" At that the two speed towards the Ark. They made it inside just as lightening struck again. Jazz transformed first so he could gently take Prowl out of Ratchet. He looked worriedly into equally worried optics as he took him into his arms. Ratchet transformed and headed towards MedBay. "Let's hurry." Jazz nodded again and started to follow him. The others in the Ark watched worriedly at this.
"Oh Primus! Prowl?" Bumblebee shouted worriedly as he saw them walking.
"Holy Cybertron! What happened?" asked Ironhide, just as worried. Jazz didn't speak; he kept his mind on Prowl in his arms.
"Out of the way! He needs help!"
"But Ratchet! He-..."
"Bumblebee, go get Prime if you want to help," Ratchet sighed. Bumblebee nods and rushes off to get Optimus. "Let's get him inside and on the table," Ratchet sighed annoyingly. There was a bit of concern in his voice.
"Yeah..." Jazz finally said. Worry can be found in his voice for his mate. Ratchet sighed in concern as he readied everything. Jazz gently set Prowl on the table once inside. Ratchet took a deep breath and started his examination. Jazz stayed close, still gently holding Prowl's hand.
- - -
After awhile, Ratchet finally pulled away. He sighed heavily. “There’s nothing I can do.” Ratchet explained “Almost 90 percent of Prowl’s systems been fried. I’m just surprised the systems to his logic processors, optics, and spark are still working.”
“There got to be something. Can’t ya do something? He can’t stay like this forever.” Jazz asked, very worried about the current condition of his mate.
"Jazz..." Ratchet started "I can't."
"C'mon...doc. There has to be SOMETHING. Anything..."
"..." Ratchet sighed heavily. "...Well... I can TRY to replace all the fried circuitry...but there's a high risk that it could kill him... Besides...It'd be a lot of work..."
"...H-how...How high of a risk?"
"High, as in 80 percent. That strike knocked out his core systems. He's completely paralyzed. He's lucky his spark still works, or he'd be what the humans call "brain dead"." Jazz couldn't believe what his audios were hearing. He felt the same fear coming from Prowl. He was slowly going into panic and shock, his processors still reeling yet his body unable to move. Jazz tried to calm Prowl with his own spark. It helped a little, but he couldn't FEEL his mate's presence which only added to it. His spark started to pulse rapidly. "Prowl, you have calm down or your spark will go out."
"Prowl, babe," Jazz spoke gently "Ratchet will get ya better."
"...Maybe, I said..." Prowl went through the calculations of risk and started to panic again.
"Ratchet yer just scaring him."
"I can't help that! I'm a doctor! I'm going to be truthful! You want me to lie and say that I can fix him?"
"Well if ya want him to go into a panic attack."
"Just...I'm working on it! I need to think!" Ratchet sighed irritably as he sat down in a chair and tried to go over various procedures in his processors. Prowl was letting the risk factors and his state of immobility get to him. He started to crack mentally as his spark continued to pulse. Jazz gently move Prowl so he was gently holding him again. Fear was still very imminent in those weak optics. He felt so trapped, denied the touch of his mate. Logic could not help him now.
"Shhh..." Jazz softly tried to calm him. His spark continued to cry out to Jazz's. He didn't like being like this. Of all the fates for a tactician! Tears started to fall from frightened, weak optics. Ratchet came over as machines alerted him of Prowl's panicked state. Jazz looked at him when he neared.
"Prowl...you have to calm your circuits!" he yelled in deep concern.
"Told ya this is scaring him."
"Blame the nature of this planet! Prowl, you have to calm down. I can't help you if you don't," Ratchet said, changing to his rare, gentler attitude. Jazz tried to help by once again sending reassuring pulses from his own spark. Prowl welcomed them and reached back. Jazz smiled. Prowl wanted to smile back, but couldn't. He started to cry more feverently, which he hardly ever did. "...Jazz, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. You're just making things worse. I need to be alone to think of how best to go about this."
"But..."
"He might calm down once you're out of the room. I need to think so I can help. You need to go."
Jazz sighs. "Okay..." Prowl's spark screamed out a "no". "Ratchet, Prowl doesn't want me to go."
"...Unless you get him to calm down, you're not helping much."
"Prowl, babe, ya gotta calm down okay?" He closed his optics and focused on Jazz, calling out to him with his spark. He opened them and focused his attention on Jazz alone. He calmed a bit but he still didn't like not being able to FEEL Jazz. "That's it, babe." Jazz spoke softly. He still sobbed but let his spark do what his hand couldn't. "I know yer scared..." The alarms stopped and Prowl started to calm, but Ratchet readied a solution anyway. He came over and injected it into the base of Prowl's neck in an exposed circuit.
"You can't be getting worked up like that." The solution went to work, slowing down his raging processors. Ratchet sighed as he went and closed the Medical Bay door. He went back over to his chair and sat down to think. Jazz watched him for a bit before he went back to watching Prowl. "You keep him calmed down so I can think!" Ratchet said.
"Yeah, sure."
Ratchet sighed. No one could see, but there was a solemn smile on his face. He cared for his fellow men. Primus I hope I can do this... Prowl was a very important part of the group, even very important to Jazz. Prowl still cried, wanting so badly to feel Jazz and pull him on top of him. Jazz gently wipe away his tears. He only cried more, wishing he could have felt it. He pulled at Jazz, reaching and feeling with the only part he could. Prowl calmed for the most part, but was still greatly upset. Jazz then decided to play a soft calm song through his radio. He gently climbed up on the table and cuddled up next to the SIC.
"...I'm here..." he spoke softly. Ratchet got up, having figured out what to do and started his way over. He smiled solemnly at the sight that met his optics. A calm, sleepy Prowl was content with the presence of his mate.
"Prowl?" Ratchet asked in an unusual soft tone. "I've figured out how to fix this. I'm going to need you offline so I can work." Prowl's spark and optics told Jazz that he wanted to be sure he wouldn't leave.
"Is it okay if I stay?" Jazz asked.
"It's fine. Just stay out of my way while I work. Prowl, Jazz isn't going to leave this room. He might not be right next to you, but he's going to stay as close as he can without getting in the way."
"Is that okay, babe?" Jazz asked gently. His spark said yes and so did the look in his optics. Jazz smiled softly as he moved so Ratchet can work better. Prowl moved his sleepy optics over towards Jazz. "Rest now, Love." It took awhile until Prowl slowly went into recharge. Jazz smiled with a sigh of relief. He moved next to Prowl's head, sending spark pulses to assure a sleeping Prowl he was still there. Ratchet carefully opened his chest and started working. Jazz stayed quiet to let the CMO work. He started with the lesser functions of circuits and worked on removing and replacing them.
"Jazz? Could you get some more parts?" Ratchet didn't even look up as he said this.
"Whatcha need?"
"Small parts. There should be labeled boxes of small parts. Just bring the really small ones. You'll know once you read the labels." Jazz nods and went to get said parts. He set them next to his tray of tools. "Thanks, Jazz," he said, still not looking up from his work. "Do you think you can get Perceptor? I need his microscope ability."
"Yeah...sure." He sent more comforting pulses to Prowl's spark before leaving the room. Just as Jazz left the room, Prowl's spark sensed that his mate wasn't in the room anymore. He slowly started to wake from recharge in fear and insecurity. His spark trying to call out to Jazz again. Jazz could feel it as he neared Perceptor's lab. Ah man! Hang on Love, I'll be back... He sent calming pulses to him to let him know he'd be back. Prowl was still scared. His optics slowly opened as his spark pulsed faster.
Ratchet notices this while he was working. "Prowl?" Prowl was still "calling" out to Jazz.
"I'm coming, Prowl." Jazz did his best as he repeatedly knocked on Perceptor's door. "C'mon! Ratchet needs your help!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming..." he said putting his work away. He came to the door. "What is it Jazz?"
Jazz grabbed his arm and practily started to pull him towards the med bay. "Ratchet wants ya!"
"Whoa! What's the matter? How serious is it?" Perceptor asked, now getting worried.
"He needs ya so he can fix up Prowl that's what is the matter!"
"Calm yourself, Jazz. Why are you so worried?"
"I need to get back in there or Prowl will get all upset again."
"Upset? How badly was he damaged? What happened?" Perceptor asked, now concerned for his fellow comrade.
"You will see when we get there, now come on!"
"I am! Don't pull so hard, Jazz!" Perceptor shouted as he pulled away from him. "My goodness..." he sighed. He ran to keep up with Jazz.
- - -
They soon got to the Medical Bay and Jazz went right straight to Prowl. "I'm here, Love. I'm sorry I left you. I had to get Perceptor..."
"Oh dear... Ratchet? What am I assisting with?"
"Perceptor... Prowl was struck by lightening twice. I need your microscope form to help me replace his fried circuits."
Perceptor looked shocked. "Oh my."
"...Yes..." Ratchet sighed, still not looking up from his work except to grab replacement circuits from the boxes.
"Is he doing alright, Jazz?" Perceptor asked as he saw Jazz calming Prowl back to sleep.
"He's was just scared that I left him."
Perceptor nodded. "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, Ratchet had me come get ya. He couldn't leave."
"Right, the reason I'm here." He transformed. "Tell me what to do, Ratchet."
- - -
Both Scientist and Medical Officer worked deep into the night. Jazz was getting very tired and it started to show. "Jazz...why don't you go and get some rest?" suggested Ratchet.
"...Can't..." he said tiredly. "If I leave..."
"You can use my recharge bed over there. It's not right next to him, but you'll be in the same room." Jazz looked over at said bed. Ratchet looked up for a moment. "Go on. It's not like I'LL be using it. It's as close as you can get."
"...Okay... Thanks Ratchet..."
He went back to working. "No problem, Jazz. Now get some rest, that's an order." Jazz went over to said bed, before laying down on it, he took one last look at Prowl still being worked on.
"Goodnight, Prowl. I'll be right here in the room in Ratchet's bed." With that Jazz soon fell into recharge. Prowl's spark sent out a sleepy goodnight as he too fell back into full recharge.
Ratchet smiled at him. "Do you ever remembering feeling that way about someone, Perceptor?"
"...No...but love is a wonderful thing..."
"Yes it is." said Ratchet.
"...Do...do you think someone like me will ever find love...?"
"I'm sure. There will be some mech or femme out there for you." Ratchet laughed a moment. "...If you would get out of that lab and away from your work once in a while..." he chuckled.
Perceptor sighed. "I'm that bad?"
Ratchet just laughed. "...Yeah... It's not good for your processors... But...I'm guilty of it too. So is Wheeljack."
"If I remember correctly Prowl was too until Jazz came along." Perceptor said.
"Ah yes. Could you focus on this area over here for me?" Perceptor nodded and did so. "What's the extent of damage there?"
"Ninety percent. Almost the entirety of the circuit is useless."
"Alright, I'll need to replace it. Back on the subject though, there is a difference. You and Prowl are young. You need to live your lifestream while you can. Wheeljack and I, we've reached the age where our lives are our duties. It's what makes us happy and useful. Jazz helped Prowl snap out of it and enjoy his life. You should do the same. I'm sure a femme will come and help you to do so."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. No regrets," Ratchet smiled a bit. He smiled a bit more, thinking of the old scientist. He's probably dreaming of a new invention...or slaving away at one...
"Ratchet...be careful!"
"Huh?"
"You almost severed a new circuit. Try to focus."
"...Sorry..." he said, getting serious again.
Characters: Optimus Prime, Jazz, Ratchet, Prowl, Bumblebee and others
Paring: ProwlXJazz, and RatchetXWheeljack
Series: G1
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me. This as Yaoi.
Summery: When Prowl got struck by lighting not once but twice, Jazz will do anything to see too it Prowl get better.
Chapter 1
It was a typical day for the Autobots, they were just finishing up stopping Megatron's new scheme. They cheer as the Decepticons did their normal retreating routine; the once blue sky was starting to turn dark. "Be careful as we go inside. The lightening on this planet is dangerous." Optimus said. Everyone agree and started their way in side, Prowl stayed out last to make sure everyone got in first. Rain started to fall and the thunder started as lightening struck around the area.
"Be careful everyone." Ratchet informed them. Some nodded as they continued driving towards the Ark. Suddenly a lighting bolt struck, and it hit Prowl hard.
"AHHHH!"
"PROWL!"
“Prowl!” Jazz shouted shock and scared. He started to race towards his bond mate just when another lighting bolt struck the black and white Dustan. Jazz got to the smoking 2IC before he collapsed to the ground. “Prowl?! Prowl can ya hear me?!” Intense worry was filling Jazz’s systems. He was kind of relived he could hear Prowl’s intakes still working. “Ratchet! Bot down!”
‘Jazz, is he functioning?’ Ratchet’s voice went through his comm. system.
“His intakes are working.”
‘Get the both of you some cover until I get there.’
“Right.” Jazz looked around until he saw a huge rock over hang near by. He gently lifts Prowl into his arms. “Okay love, lets get you out of this nasty weather.” Once they were both under the rock over hang, Jazz was about to set Prowl down when the light came back on from the 2IC’s light blue optics. “Prowl, ya okay babe?” Jazz got worried when Prowl didn’t make a sound but just stare up at him. There was no movement from the Dustan’s body, not even from the door wings. If those two bolts did something bad... Jazz started to think. He then felt Prowl’s spark push against his. Jazz gently caress his bond mate’s face plate. “Easy love, Ratchet will be here soon.”
Ratchet came over, letting Optimus get the others inside. "Jazz? What've we got?"
"That lighting struck Prowl then another one did too." Jazz said very worried.
"Twice? Oh Primus!" He sighed heavily and ran a scan. Jazz held onto Prowl gently, afraid to let him go. "He's paralyzed, that's for sure. Prowl? Can you hear me?" There was a glimmer of acknowledgement in his optics.
"I think he can." said Jazz as he felt Prowl's spark push against his again.
"He's in a stasis lockdown. He's aware of his surroundings, but he can't move a nano circuit."
"Is there anything ya can do?" Jazz asked.
"I'm not sure. I have to examine him further. We need to get him inside and to MedBay." Jazz nodded as he looked worriedly at the weather. "We'll have to make a run for it." Ratchet transformed. "Load him inside and transform. We'll make a run for it on my mark." Jazz nods as he slowly and gently place Prowl inside Ratchet. Once he make sure Prowl was going be okay, he transformed himself. "Alright," Ratchet said as the lightening struck and thunder roared. "One...Two..." Thunder and lightening crashed and Ratchet had calculated their window of time. "THREE!" At that the two speed towards the Ark. They made it inside just as lightening struck again. Jazz transformed first so he could gently take Prowl out of Ratchet. He looked worriedly into equally worried optics as he took him into his arms. Ratchet transformed and headed towards MedBay. "Let's hurry." Jazz nodded again and started to follow him. The others in the Ark watched worriedly at this.
"Oh Primus! Prowl?" Bumblebee shouted worriedly as he saw them walking.
"Holy Cybertron! What happened?" asked Ironhide, just as worried. Jazz didn't speak; he kept his mind on Prowl in his arms.
"Out of the way! He needs help!"
"But Ratchet! He-..."
"Bumblebee, go get Prime if you want to help," Ratchet sighed. Bumblebee nods and rushes off to get Optimus. "Let's get him inside and on the table," Ratchet sighed annoyingly. There was a bit of concern in his voice.
"Yeah..." Jazz finally said. Worry can be found in his voice for his mate. Ratchet sighed in concern as he readied everything. Jazz gently set Prowl on the table once inside. Ratchet took a deep breath and started his examination. Jazz stayed close, still gently holding Prowl's hand.
- - -
After awhile, Ratchet finally pulled away. He sighed heavily. “There’s nothing I can do.” Ratchet explained “Almost 90 percent of Prowl’s systems been fried. I’m just surprised the systems to his logic processors, optics, and spark are still working.”
“There got to be something. Can’t ya do something? He can’t stay like this forever.” Jazz asked, very worried about the current condition of his mate.
"Jazz..." Ratchet started "I can't."
"C'mon...doc. There has to be SOMETHING. Anything..."
"..." Ratchet sighed heavily. "...Well... I can TRY to replace all the fried circuitry...but there's a high risk that it could kill him... Besides...It'd be a lot of work..."
"...H-how...How high of a risk?"
"High, as in 80 percent. That strike knocked out his core systems. He's completely paralyzed. He's lucky his spark still works, or he'd be what the humans call "brain dead"." Jazz couldn't believe what his audios were hearing. He felt the same fear coming from Prowl. He was slowly going into panic and shock, his processors still reeling yet his body unable to move. Jazz tried to calm Prowl with his own spark. It helped a little, but he couldn't FEEL his mate's presence which only added to it. His spark started to pulse rapidly. "Prowl, you have calm down or your spark will go out."
"Prowl, babe," Jazz spoke gently "Ratchet will get ya better."
"...Maybe, I said..." Prowl went through the calculations of risk and started to panic again.
"Ratchet yer just scaring him."
"I can't help that! I'm a doctor! I'm going to be truthful! You want me to lie and say that I can fix him?"
"Well if ya want him to go into a panic attack."
"Just...I'm working on it! I need to think!" Ratchet sighed irritably as he sat down in a chair and tried to go over various procedures in his processors. Prowl was letting the risk factors and his state of immobility get to him. He started to crack mentally as his spark continued to pulse. Jazz gently move Prowl so he was gently holding him again. Fear was still very imminent in those weak optics. He felt so trapped, denied the touch of his mate. Logic could not help him now.
"Shhh..." Jazz softly tried to calm him. His spark continued to cry out to Jazz's. He didn't like being like this. Of all the fates for a tactician! Tears started to fall from frightened, weak optics. Ratchet came over as machines alerted him of Prowl's panicked state. Jazz looked at him when he neared.
"Prowl...you have to calm your circuits!" he yelled in deep concern.
"Told ya this is scaring him."
"Blame the nature of this planet! Prowl, you have to calm down. I can't help you if you don't," Ratchet said, changing to his rare, gentler attitude. Jazz tried to help by once again sending reassuring pulses from his own spark. Prowl welcomed them and reached back. Jazz smiled. Prowl wanted to smile back, but couldn't. He started to cry more feverently, which he hardly ever did. "...Jazz, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. You're just making things worse. I need to be alone to think of how best to go about this."
"But..."
"He might calm down once you're out of the room. I need to think so I can help. You need to go."
Jazz sighs. "Okay..." Prowl's spark screamed out a "no". "Ratchet, Prowl doesn't want me to go."
"...Unless you get him to calm down, you're not helping much."
"Prowl, babe, ya gotta calm down okay?" He closed his optics and focused on Jazz, calling out to him with his spark. He opened them and focused his attention on Jazz alone. He calmed a bit but he still didn't like not being able to FEEL Jazz. "That's it, babe." Jazz spoke softly. He still sobbed but let his spark do what his hand couldn't. "I know yer scared..." The alarms stopped and Prowl started to calm, but Ratchet readied a solution anyway. He came over and injected it into the base of Prowl's neck in an exposed circuit.
"You can't be getting worked up like that." The solution went to work, slowing down his raging processors. Ratchet sighed as he went and closed the Medical Bay door. He went back over to his chair and sat down to think. Jazz watched him for a bit before he went back to watching Prowl. "You keep him calmed down so I can think!" Ratchet said.
"Yeah, sure."
Ratchet sighed. No one could see, but there was a solemn smile on his face. He cared for his fellow men. Primus I hope I can do this... Prowl was a very important part of the group, even very important to Jazz. Prowl still cried, wanting so badly to feel Jazz and pull him on top of him. Jazz gently wipe away his tears. He only cried more, wishing he could have felt it. He pulled at Jazz, reaching and feeling with the only part he could. Prowl calmed for the most part, but was still greatly upset. Jazz then decided to play a soft calm song through his radio. He gently climbed up on the table and cuddled up next to the SIC.
"...I'm here..." he spoke softly. Ratchet got up, having figured out what to do and started his way over. He smiled solemnly at the sight that met his optics. A calm, sleepy Prowl was content with the presence of his mate.
"Prowl?" Ratchet asked in an unusual soft tone. "I've figured out how to fix this. I'm going to need you offline so I can work." Prowl's spark and optics told Jazz that he wanted to be sure he wouldn't leave.
"Is it okay if I stay?" Jazz asked.
"It's fine. Just stay out of my way while I work. Prowl, Jazz isn't going to leave this room. He might not be right next to you, but he's going to stay as close as he can without getting in the way."
"Is that okay, babe?" Jazz asked gently. His spark said yes and so did the look in his optics. Jazz smiled softly as he moved so Ratchet can work better. Prowl moved his sleepy optics over towards Jazz. "Rest now, Love." It took awhile until Prowl slowly went into recharge. Jazz smiled with a sigh of relief. He moved next to Prowl's head, sending spark pulses to assure a sleeping Prowl he was still there. Ratchet carefully opened his chest and started working. Jazz stayed quiet to let the CMO work. He started with the lesser functions of circuits and worked on removing and replacing them.
"Jazz? Could you get some more parts?" Ratchet didn't even look up as he said this.
"Whatcha need?"
"Small parts. There should be labeled boxes of small parts. Just bring the really small ones. You'll know once you read the labels." Jazz nods and went to get said parts. He set them next to his tray of tools. "Thanks, Jazz," he said, still not looking up from his work. "Do you think you can get Perceptor? I need his microscope ability."
"Yeah...sure." He sent more comforting pulses to Prowl's spark before leaving the room. Just as Jazz left the room, Prowl's spark sensed that his mate wasn't in the room anymore. He slowly started to wake from recharge in fear and insecurity. His spark trying to call out to Jazz again. Jazz could feel it as he neared Perceptor's lab. Ah man! Hang on Love, I'll be back... He sent calming pulses to him to let him know he'd be back. Prowl was still scared. His optics slowly opened as his spark pulsed faster.
Ratchet notices this while he was working. "Prowl?" Prowl was still "calling" out to Jazz.
"I'm coming, Prowl." Jazz did his best as he repeatedly knocked on Perceptor's door. "C'mon! Ratchet needs your help!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming..." he said putting his work away. He came to the door. "What is it Jazz?"
Jazz grabbed his arm and practily started to pull him towards the med bay. "Ratchet wants ya!"
"Whoa! What's the matter? How serious is it?" Perceptor asked, now getting worried.
"He needs ya so he can fix up Prowl that's what is the matter!"
"Calm yourself, Jazz. Why are you so worried?"
"I need to get back in there or Prowl will get all upset again."
"Upset? How badly was he damaged? What happened?" Perceptor asked, now concerned for his fellow comrade.
"You will see when we get there, now come on!"
"I am! Don't pull so hard, Jazz!" Perceptor shouted as he pulled away from him. "My goodness..." he sighed. He ran to keep up with Jazz.
- - -
They soon got to the Medical Bay and Jazz went right straight to Prowl. "I'm here, Love. I'm sorry I left you. I had to get Perceptor..."
"Oh dear... Ratchet? What am I assisting with?"
"Perceptor... Prowl was struck by lightening twice. I need your microscope form to help me replace his fried circuits."
Perceptor looked shocked. "Oh my."
"...Yes..." Ratchet sighed, still not looking up from his work except to grab replacement circuits from the boxes.
"Is he doing alright, Jazz?" Perceptor asked as he saw Jazz calming Prowl back to sleep.
"He's was just scared that I left him."
Perceptor nodded. "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, Ratchet had me come get ya. He couldn't leave."
"Right, the reason I'm here." He transformed. "Tell me what to do, Ratchet."
- - -
Both Scientist and Medical Officer worked deep into the night. Jazz was getting very tired and it started to show. "Jazz...why don't you go and get some rest?" suggested Ratchet.
"...Can't..." he said tiredly. "If I leave..."
"You can use my recharge bed over there. It's not right next to him, but you'll be in the same room." Jazz looked over at said bed. Ratchet looked up for a moment. "Go on. It's not like I'LL be using it. It's as close as you can get."
"...Okay... Thanks Ratchet..."
He went back to working. "No problem, Jazz. Now get some rest, that's an order." Jazz went over to said bed, before laying down on it, he took one last look at Prowl still being worked on.
"Goodnight, Prowl. I'll be right here in the room in Ratchet's bed." With that Jazz soon fell into recharge. Prowl's spark sent out a sleepy goodnight as he too fell back into full recharge.
Ratchet smiled at him. "Do you ever remembering feeling that way about someone, Perceptor?"
"...No...but love is a wonderful thing..."
"Yes it is." said Ratchet.
"...Do...do you think someone like me will ever find love...?"
"I'm sure. There will be some mech or femme out there for you." Ratchet laughed a moment. "...If you would get out of that lab and away from your work once in a while..." he chuckled.
Perceptor sighed. "I'm that bad?"
Ratchet just laughed. "...Yeah... It's not good for your processors... But...I'm guilty of it too. So is Wheeljack."
"If I remember correctly Prowl was too until Jazz came along." Perceptor said.
"Ah yes. Could you focus on this area over here for me?" Perceptor nodded and did so. "What's the extent of damage there?"
"Ninety percent. Almost the entirety of the circuit is useless."
"Alright, I'll need to replace it. Back on the subject though, there is a difference. You and Prowl are young. You need to live your lifestream while you can. Wheeljack and I, we've reached the age where our lives are our duties. It's what makes us happy and useful. Jazz helped Prowl snap out of it and enjoy his life. You should do the same. I'm sure a femme will come and help you to do so."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. No regrets," Ratchet smiled a bit. He smiled a bit more, thinking of the old scientist. He's probably dreaming of a new invention...or slaving away at one...
"Ratchet...be careful!"
"Huh?"
"You almost severed a new circuit. Try to focus."
"...Sorry..." he said, getting serious again.