Author Note: This came about while I was at the shows. Spinning around on the waltzer the song "I shot the Sheriff" came one and I thought of Prowl, and then I thought Of starscream shooting him. Then I span in shocked silence...

Nothing was supposed to come from this but I really want to carry on writing it. I have 2 ideas though so Im going to flip a coin when the time comes. Happy ending or sad ending.

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"Wow my head hurts." optics flickered behind the visor, hands twitched as his processor fought to wake.

"...what?" He thought as he heard the clink of chains and realised he couldn't move his hands

"...either Prowler's revealing some long since hidden desire or I'm in trouble" he thought feeling the pain in his shoulders. Apparently he had been held up this way for sometime. He was vaguely aware of some music playing but he didn't have time to focus on it when he heard the sounds of slow, purposeful footsteps heading towards him.

Forcing his optics to onnline he offlined them again quickly.

"...Slag"

"Evenin' Screamer, to what do I owe this pleasure?" the mech said darkly onlining his optics faintly.

"What has this slagger done to me?" he thought feeling so weak and drained.

"Take your time Autobrat" Starscream sneered, with an amused kindness that made the mech look at him. Something wasnt right. "How long do you need to recharge Jazz?" Starscream said in away that showed he had been eagerly awaiting this moment.

"Well you know Screamer, some of us need our Beauty sleep" he lifted his gaze "or maybe you don't know...obviously" he said looking him over and smirking inwardly at the seekers expression.

Starscream looked like he was going to explode but then, strangely, calmed himself and smirked at his captive.

"Laugh it up Autobrat" he smirked unable to hide the glint of evil amusement in his optics.

"...What...the slag?... why isn't Screamer screaming?"Jazz said starting to feel beyond concerned. Starscream would only act this way with he had something planned, and this worried the saboteur.

"Alright Screamer... whats the deal?" he asked watching him.

Starscream shrugged barely suppressing his smirk. "I wanted to be there when you found out.." he said giving up and letting his smirk grace his face.

"...Found out what?" he asked hiding his nerves.

"You are very slow Autofool" Starscream scolded but watched him , optics glinting. "Do you remember HOW you offlined?"

"..I assume it had something to do with you" He said watching him feeling even more uncomfortable as the seekers face shone with evil amusement.

"Indirectly perhaps" he sneered watching Jazz who didn't seem to have any fight in him "I haven't done anything to your circuitry by the way" he smirked "I just chained you up so I could watch" he said folding his arms.

Jazz lifted his gaze from the floor again. Then why did he feel so drained? it felt like he had been drugged.

"Come on Autobrat" Starscream hissed "Figure it out" he said watching him hungrily "I thought music was your thing"

Jazz blinked and allowed himself to focus on the music for the first time. It was faint, sounded familiar, but why was he playing this?

Starscream wandered closer,

"I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy" Starscream all but purred along with the music looking up at Jazz hungrily.

"Hes finally gone mad..." Jazz thought numbly then something hit him "..Prowl?" he breathed head snapping up to look Starscream straight in the optics. The glee that seemed to all but radiate from the seeker confirmed Jazz's concern. His optics widened and he all but whimpered.

"Not Prowl, Not Prowl, please, please! not Prowl" he thought desperately reaching for their bond. He reached out trying to find his partner.

"Prowl?" he called through their bond, desperation over coming him. He had never had to call for his mate to respond to him, as soon as Prowl had felt Jazz reach out for him he had responded. "Please Prowl!" he begged "...come on baby...Prowl?..babe?...answer me" he pleaded desperation overcoming him as he searched for his lover. Finally he felt what could only be described as a painful crater in his consciousness. The space where Prowl was supposed to be.

He made a mournful keening sound and went limp, trembling. His optics offlined as Starscream cackeled wildly.