Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me.
Summery: (Set after Revenge of the Fallen) Prowl thought he was going to face the rest of his natural life without his bond-mate by his side, but fate decides to intervene for him instead.
"blah" – Normal human speck
"blah" – Cybertronian speak
blah – thinking
'blah' – Comm. Speaking
'Blah' – text message
Love Conquers All
By Yami-Yugi3
Chapter 1
A group stood outside the base (Diego Garcia, remote island, Indian Ocean) waiting for the new group of Autobots to arrive. Sideswipe was just staring at the sky, hoping he could start to feel his missing brother through their share twin bond. The minor twins, Skids and Mudflap, were currently wrestling on the tarmac of the base making Ironhide bark at them to quit it. The humans' NEST members stood close to Optimus Prime. Coming during the night was the best choice for the new arrivals. "They're coming!" Sideswipe suddenly shouted happily when he could finally feel his brother's presence in his spark.
Then streaks of meteor-like entry pods streaked across the night sky to the designated landing spot, granted one was falling a bit off course. "Primus, now he decides to come in off course." Ratchet couldn't help but mumble out loud.
Hours later, shapes of Transformers were walking towards the base. One had glowing fin like ears on each side of his head, currently they were glowing a light pink shade and he was more dented then the others. Many others were all different shapes and sizes. The mech towards the back of the group had a bigger pair of sensory panels then the one up front had, and looked like he was limping but otherwise fine. Sideswipe raced up to a mech similar in design as him, but was golden yellow. "Sunny!" he cried out happily as he gave the other mech a hug.
"Primus, Sideswipe! I told you not to call me that in front of the others!"
"I don't care, I miss you bro." Sideswipe said still hugging him.
"Okay just get off me. You're missing up my finish."
The mech with the limp came up to Optimus and saluted to him "Prowl, Autobot Second in Command, is here and awaiting your orders Prime, sir." He said.
"It's good to see you Prowl." Optimus said with a smile, then looked at the huge scar on the other's hip "what?"
"Sadly Ravage a couple of vorns ago."
Optimus nodded "At least let Ratchet take a look at you later."
"If he must." Prowl said with a sigh. He glanced around the gathered Autobots.
The Prime noticed his second's wandering gaze and felt his spark sink, he knew exactly who he was looking for "Prowl, about Jazz..."
"He's dead isn't he?" Prowl asked sadly "I was hoping my spark was telling me differently."
Optimus placed a hand on his shoulder "I'm sorry Prowl."
"Don't be sorry, Prime. If anyone is to blame it is Megatron."
"Yes I know." Optimus replied. Major Will Lennox and his men were currently glancing up at the new comers. Will had heard of bonding before from Ironhide, but he didn't know that two mechs were capable of it. Prowl's spark ached with the loss of his mate. "Prowl...would you like to see him?"
"He's here?"
"His body is. Ratchet managed to put it back together after Megatron rip him in half."
Prowl nodded sadly "I would like to see him." Optimus nodded place a hand on Prowl's shoulder again.
"Can we go back to base now?" Sunstreaker whined.
"But Sunny we should go racing like old times." Sideswipe said.
"I don't wanna scuff up my paint."
"You're no fun anymore..."
"You aren't either. You don't prank anymore since you became a hot shot fighting instructor."
"Who says I stop pranking?"
"I know you did. I heard it from Wheeljack." Sunstreaker told him as he glanced across to where the engineer was currently standing whilst getting an audio full from Ratchet.
"...I tried to stay on course..." Wheeljack said sheepishly.
"Primus Jack, I have to be the one to knock those dents out you know." The CMO fumed.
The inventor grinned sheepishly "Sorry... It seems you're always patching me up."
"You just have to be more careful. Come on, let's get you to medical. I also expect to see you there too, Prowl." Ratchet told the pair sternly.
"I can take you to see Jazz while Ratchet's busy." Optimus said. Will watched in amusement as Ratchet led Wheeljack away.
"Thank you..." Prowl replied, Optimus smiled and led him inside.
Will Lennox turned to Ironhide "So, are those two...gay?"
"Gay?" Ironhide asked before looking up on the internet "...Oh...Yes I guess you can call them that."
"So you guys can..." Will started to ask.
"Yea, we are just like your same sex couples. Two mechs in our culture can procreate because our reproduction is more compatible. We do not necessarily require a female to do so." The weapons specialist explained to him.
"So no wonder he's so sad."
"Once someone loses someone they are bonded to there is always an empty feeling in the spark." Ironhide told him.
"Does it ever go away?" Will ask worriedly.
"If they bond to another. It helps to have close friends and family around to fill the loss."
"Oh...I hope Prowl will find happiness..."
Optimus walked through the interconnecting corridors slowly so his limping second could keep up with him. He led Prowl down the hall and past the Recreation Room. He stopped at a pair of double doors.
The Prime turned to Prowl. "Are you ready?" Prowl nodded somewhat hesitantly before quickly gained his confidence when Optimus keyed in the code to the doors. The large red and blue mech helped Prowl through the doors and into Memorial Hall. Within was a glass coffin with a very familiar body lying in it. Prowl's spark instantly wrenched in pain and he couldn't stop the tears from falling.
"...J-Jazz..." He started sadly as he placed a hand on the lid. Optimus put a comforting hand on his shoulder, letting him cry in silence "...I-I'm here Jazz...but..." Prowl found he couldn't get his vocalizer to work as grief finally consumed his frame.
"He died protecting the rest of us...and Sam..." The Prime told him, Prowl just nodded sadly, tears still in his optics "I know how upsetting this is must be for you."
"...At least...he's been put to rest..." Prowl replied.
"Will you be alright Prowl?"
Prowl managed the barest of nods "...Given time Sir, but I think I'm going to be okay...Jazz wouldn't want me to grieve for too long." Optimus nodded.
"Want to go now?" Optimus inquired.
Prowl nodded caressing the lid once last time, "...Rest well, my Jazz..." The two left and Optimus led him in the direction of the Medical Bay.
Ratchet was just finishing up on Wheeljack when they arrived. "Okay Jack, you're all done."
"Thanks, Ratchet. Oh, hi Prowl." Prowl smiled slightly and nodded at the inventor "oh, hi Optimus." Wheeljack added when he saw him.
Ratchet looked at them "Come and have a seat, Prowl." Prowl nodded, limping over to empty medical berth. The CMO quickly examined him and ran scans. Prowl sat there, being patient so Ratchet can do his job. "Okay so far you are fine, let's take a look at that hip of yours." Ratchet started to poke and prod the damage hip. Prowl keep trying not to wince in pain. He carefully forced open the damaged paneling to look inside. He happened to notice that Prowl appeared uncomfortable if not in some pain so he shut down the area. "Well..." The medic sighed "I have good news and bad news."
"What is it...?" Prowl asked.
"The good news is it can be repaired and you'll be able to walk again, the bad news is it will take a few weeks, maybe months there's a lot of healed over damage, some of the connections corrected themselves the wrong way." Ratchet told him.
"I understand, Ratchet." Prowl responded.
"You will be able do desk work but until the damage is healed you will not be able to conduct any patrols or go into battle." Prowl nodded "Of course that doesn't mean you can overwork yourself with desk work."
"I will try not to."
"You better, I don't want to weld you to a berth if you don't." Prowl wasn't phased by the threat. After all he had heard it plenty times in the past from the CMO.
"Okay then, shall we get started then?"
"I'll take you to the living quarters and get you assigned to a room." Optimus spoke up.
"Thank you..." Prowl replied. Optimus offered him a smile before helping Prowl out.
"Prowl!" Bumblebee called happily when Optimus and Prowl walked past the rec room towards the living quarters. Prowl looked towards the yellow scout, Bumblebee came over and gave Prowl a big hug.
Prowl couldn't help but smile and hug him back "Good to see you too, Bee."
"I'm happy that you're here." Bumblebee replied.
"I'm happy to be here." Prowl said "I see your voice is back."
"Yep." The Camaro smiled. "Thanks to Ratchet and the AllSpark." Prowl smiled. Bumblebee then smiled sadly "I'm sorry about Jazz..."
"...It's...alright... Nothing could be done... He died fighting, which is what he would have wanted..."
"We're all here for you Prowl." Bumblebee said as he hugged him again.
"...Thank you..."
Optimus smiled at Bumblebee "I'm getting Prowl moved into a room. You can come if you'd like."
"Okay." Bumblebee said. Prowl smiled, he happily welcomed the extra company. Bumblebee stood on the other side of Prowl before they began walking down the corridor together passing the other Autobots' quarters. Prowl couldn't help but smile.
Optimus stopped at the first empty room and went inside "This room is next to Ironhide's. There, are two other rooms we can look at if you want."
"Let's see." Prowl said. Optimus led him inside to look around. It was a fairly sized room. There was the recharge berth, a desk, a bookshelf, and a couch.
"What you think?" Optimus asked.
"...It's not bad, but I'd like to see the other two rooms to be sure."
"Alright," said Optimus. The three of them checked the other two rooms. Prowl's spark ache flared as they entered the one towards the end of the corridor. "Prowl?"
"...It's nothing..."
"Are you sure?" Optimus asked.
"...Yeah."
"...This...This was going to be Jazz's room," Bumblebee spoke up "You can feel that somehow, can't you?" Prowl nodded as he placed a hand upon his chest plate.
"I'm sorry... Have you decided on which room you'd like?"
"...This one...will be fine..."
"You don't have to pick this one," Bumblebee told him as he placed a comforting hand on his arm.
"No...I think Jazz would wanted me to have this room..."
"Alright. I'll put it into the files and get you your own security code for the door."
"Thanks Optimus."
"No problem, Prowl, take as much time as you need to get settled, if you need anything, you know who to call."
"I will." Optimus patted Prowl's shoulder before turning to leave.
"Prowl, you sure about this?" Bumblebee asked.
"...Yeah... I want to."
"Okay..." Bumblebee started.
Prowl sighed "Bee, I know you're worried, but I'm fine, I have to work through this, you've never lost a bondmate so you don't know what it's like."
"I know..." He turned away sadly "I...guess you want to be alone then..."
"Bee..." Bumblebee looked back at him "...If I need anything I will tell you, okay?"
He sighed "Okay..."
"...Everything's going to be fine, Bee..." Bumblebee wasn't so sure but smiled before leaving Prowl alone. He let the door close and collapsed on the couch. Prowl looked up at the ceiling, even though he was in a base full of Autobots, he felt alone "I miss you so much Jazz..." He whispered.
Since their arrival on Earth a couple of months ago, the new Autobots had fallen into routine with the others, although now there were a few brawls between the Corvette twins (Sunstreaker had liked his brother's alt. mode and had scanned it for his own) and the Chevy twins. It fact it was their constant and incessant bickering and fighting that kept a certain weapons specialist angry and a certain tactician busy. Prowl was still limping a bit but not as much as it has been. He, himself had fallen into a daily routine at the base much to the surprise of everyone as they had all expected the tactician to be overwhelmed by the grief of losing his bond-mate and seal himself away. But the 2IC was found most days inside his office or in the control room, on the occasion the base residents even saw him in the recreation room grabbing a cube of energon before retreating to continue with his work. However Prowl knew himself that although he went about his daily routine, his mind often drifted to the though of his deceased bond-mate and how much he truly missed his quirky personality. He sighed as he looked over some reports, his thoughts had drifted to Jazz again for the umpteenth time that morning. The tactician couldn't help but wish for Jazz to be there, his spark constantly ached in its agreement that it too wanted the other whose spark resonated with its own. He tried thinking of happy memories to help him, but it only made his spark ache more. Prowl sighed heavily and tried to get back to the reports.
"Heya, Prowler. Buryin' yourself in work again? Slag... You always work too much."
Prowl turned towards the door and saw "Jazz" standing there. He shook his head in an attempt to clear his processor. "Prowl? Are you alright?" Bumblebee asked with concern laced in the tone of his voice.
Prowl looked up at the door again "Huh? Oh, I'm okay Bumblebee."
"You don't seem like it. I just asked if you were burying yourself in work again. You know you can't do that, besides...it doesn't make the pain any easier. Only friends can make it go away. I wanted to know if you're off shift yet."
"Oh..."
"I wanted to know if you wanted to get some energon and hang out with me, Sam, and Mikeala."
"I see...maybe later Bee."
"Just tell me when you get off shift. I'll come by then." Prowl simply nodded, going back to his work. Bumblebee sighed sadly as he walked away, he was getting allot more worried about Prowl. Suddenly he had step out of the way or risk getting trampled when the major twins raced down the hallway followed closely by the minor twins, having fought over who were the better twins. They ran past Prowl's office at the moment, almost knocking over Bumblebee, Prowl sighed, slowly standing up.
"Don't be messin' wit us man! You take dat back!"
"Like Pit I will!" Sunstreaker retorted "You two are just immature sparklings!"
"Yeah! You can't treat my brother like that!"
Prowl stood in the doorway, glaring at them "Okay who wants to spend time in the brig?"
"Say what?" Mudflap demanded "those two started it! They questioned our abilities and called us sparklings."
"Yeah! They trash talkin' us."
"You said my brother was a vain, prissy bot! You also questioned his fighting skills!"
"And nobody calls me prissy!" The four started shouting their explanations all at once.
"Quiet!"
"But Prowl...they really did start it" Sideswipe defended.
"I don't care who started it! I'm finishing it."
"Sorry 'bout the trouble." Skids apologized "if those two would jus' apologize, then we wouldn't be fightin no more."
"Apologize? US Apologize? How about YOU two?"
Prowl sighed, placing a hand on his head "Okay you four, you leave me with no choice." Prowl vented another sigh when the four of them continued to bicker "okay, if you four are not going to apologize to each other then it's off to the brig with you." The two sets of twins started to groan and whine "if the both of you are going to act like sparklings it can be longer." The four immediately shut up and Prowl vented a sigh of relief as he pushed them along to the brig. The sets of twins put in separate cells, five cells apart.
"Awww come on Prowl..." Sideswipe began to whine.
"Until all of you can act like responsible mechs, you're staying like that. Separation guarantees there won't be any arguing or plotting."
"That's not fair." started Skids.
"It IS fair." Prowl growled "you're all acting like sparklings until you start acting like grown mechs, you're not getting out." He left with a heavy sigh. He rubbed the sides of his helm in annoyance as he went back to his office.
As Prowl got back to his reports, a new recruit to the NEST team was arriving. It was a young man in his late twenties, he had short, dark brown hair that was parted down the middle. He was also well kept with blue eyes. He was also wearing the standard military uniform with the name badge, Chase on his upper left side of his chest. He was both nervous and excited that he had been chosen to be part of the classified military unit better known as NEST. "Top scores on your SAT's and a Bachelor's in Technology, that's great." The Major said with a smile as he inspected the resume.
"I hope I can help in what ever I can sir." The young man told him with a smile of his own.
"You were chosen to be a part of our NEST team because of your knowledge and your skills, your personality and attitude helped too. We have had some bad apples before, especially when it comes to Government Liaisons." Lennox told him.
"I can't wait to meet the Autobots."
At that time Prowl was approaching them, but he had a little too much on his processor about the two sets of twins to notice them. "Most of the Autobots are quite friendly. I wouldn't get on Ratchet's bad side, let alone Ironhide's." Will explained to him.
"Aren't you partnered with Ironhide?" The young man asked.
"Yeah, he's like part of my family, but I still try not to get on his bad side."
"Note taken. What about him?"
"Him who? Oh, that's Prowl, he's Optimus Prime's Second in Command and head Tactician. Actually, you'll be his NEST partner."
"Really?"
"Yep. Hey Prowl!" The Major called.
The black and white mech turned his head up at the sound of his name before making his way over "Yes, Major Lennox?"
"Prowl I want to you meet a new member to the NEST team. This is Christopher Chase."
"Everyone calls me Chip."
"Nice to meet you, Chip." Prowl said extending a hand, Christopher took it with a smile.
"Chris is our new Tactical Advisor, you two will be partners during operations. I expect you'll be spending a lot of time together." Major Lennox said with a smile. He hoped the two would be friends and help Prowl feel better about Jazz.
"I see..." Prowl replied, he was a bit unsure about the proposal but knew being on a strange new world, he could certainly use the help.
"It was nice meeting you, I don't want to keep you from your work."
"It was nice meeting you as well." Prowl responded as he turned and continued his way back to his office.
"Come on, Chip. I'll give you a tour around the base and introduce you to Optimus."
"Okay, lead the way." Will smiled and led Chip out of the main hanger and deeper inside.
Prowl had just finished his reports when the door intercom rang. "Come in."
"Hey, Prowl it's me you never called me back and I thought you would be off shift by now."
"I'm sorry Bumblebee, things got hectic when both twins decided to have a fight."
"Oh... Ironhide said he heard shouts from the brig." Prowl nodded "He went in there and got them under control, it was mostly Sunstreaker complaining."
"They aren't coming out until they stop acting like sparklings."
"You would think Sideswipe would be the level headed out of them all, I guess he was just defending his brother." Bumblebee sighed "they need to learn to get along. I know I had to slap around the Minor twins a few times."
Prowl just sighed. "I'd take the major twins over them. At least they are older and most of the time wiser than the others."
Bumblebee nodded in agreement "The minor twins fight amongst themselves too much. You don't really see it with Sunstreaker or Sides."
"I know what you mean." Prowl said with another sigh.
"How about that energon?" Bumblebee smiled.
"I guess so..."
"C'mon, you've been working too hard. It will make you feel better," Bumblebee smiled as he came over. He half dragged Prowl away from his desk. The tactician suddenly began to think of his mate Jazz. He would always try to get him to refuel when he should. It took a bit of coaxing but Bumblebee finally got Prowl out of his office and into the Rec Room. He led him over to the dispenser and got a cube for him.
"...Thanks Bumblebee.."
"It's what friends are for." The young scout replied as he handed Prowl a cube. He took it thankfully and took a drink. Bumblebee took his own and led Prowl over to sit down. "Feeling better?" Bumblebee asked between sips.
"…Yeah…sure…"
"A lot on your processor?"
"…Jazz…" Bumblebee looked at him sadly.
"You want to go for a drive after this? Some fresh air might help and I can show you around the planet."
"What about Sam and Mikeala?"
"They're spending some time alone this afternoon. I wouldn't be surprised if Sam asked her to bond with him…wait…that's not right…" Prowl looked sadly at the rest of his cube. His bond was broken, his mate gone… "Oh yeah! It's called marriage in their culture. Sam would propose to Mikeala."
"…I see… I…I'm sure you'll be happy for them when he does…"
"Oh, I'm sorry! Here I am talking about bonding and human bonding."
"…It's alright…" Prowl sighed.
"You…want to talk about it? Try to remember some good memories?"
"…"
"I know it's how the rest of us got along. We tried thinking of the happy times we had with Jazz." Bumblebee laughed "oh the mischief he got up to when you weren't around…"
"…I was just thinking…he used to drag me out of my office like this…try to help me lighten up after a shift."
"See? There's a good start try thinking about it in a positive, happy way you know Jazz would want you to be happy. He's with Primus now and they don't want you to be sad."
"…It's hard…when your spark is torn in half…"
"Make it whole again with love from you friends."
"…" Bumblebee set aside his empty cube and hugged Prowl.
"We're all here for you, you're not alone. I know sometimes it feels like it, but you're not." Prowl sighed. He could feel the warmth from Bumblebee's spark through the brother bond he had with most of the other Autobots. The feeling wasn't the same as a spark bond, but it didn't feel so empty any more either. Bumblebee smiled as he felt Prowl's spark answer back weakly, Bumblebee let go and waited. Prowl took a deep breath and started to finish his cube. "When you're finished, how about that drive?"
"Alright. I want to learn more about this planet anyway." Bumblebee just smiled and waited for Prowl to finish.
Once Prowl finished, Bumblebee coaxed Prowl to come with him. Making sure all the while that Prowl could transform into his vehicle form with his still healing hip before the two headed off. "Any particular place you'd like to go?" Bumblebee asked as they pulled away from the base.
"Not really..." Prowl replied.
"Okay, then I'll show a nice look out with a beautiful view. Follow me." Bumblebee told him.
"...Okay..." Bumblebee happily drove onto the main road. Prowl followed shortly after him, closely observing his surroundings and making sure he took in everything he could about this human planet. He immediately began to wonder if Jazz had liked this planet as well.
"You alright, Prowl?" Bumblebee asked as they merged lanes to go onto an exit ramp.
"...I'm fine."
"You sure?" He inquired as they went down the ramp and turned onto a two lane road.
"I'm sure..."
"Alright," Bumblebee said as he continued down the road.
"Just where is this Look Out?" Prowl asked as they turned off the two lane road onto a dusty one.
"It's not really called Look Out, Prowl, it's just a place to look out at the view."
"Oh..."
Bumblebee just smiled and continued down the road. "This island is really beautiful."
"Yes..." Bumblebee turned off the dirt road and pulled up to a thickly covered section of forest, he drove over the brush and looked back to see if Prowl was following. He saw the tactician just sitting there.
"C'mon just beyond this section of forest is a beach. It's a beautiful sight to see."
"...I don't know... I...I think I like it here thank you..."
"Why don't you transform and walk through that way?"
"...Is it safe...?"
"I just drove through it, it's safe and I'm not hurting the native animals any." Prowl sighed and slowly move forward, Bumblebee waited before continuing on, slowly. Animals scattered before him as he pushed through the forest brush. Sand started to mix in with the plant covered ground. "Come on Prowl, we're almost there."
"Right..." He said as he followed Bumblebee. The yellow youngling's tracks softened as he pushed through the sand, he stopped at the coast and transformed. The scout turned back and waited for Prowl, he was slowly making his way through the last patch of forest. Once Prowl's wheels touched the sand he stopped again.
"What's wrong?" Bumblebee asked as he waited for Prowl to transform and come out onto the beach.
"...It's nothing...just feels odd..."
"It's called sand. Its dirt and sediment that's been worn down by erosion. It's found near salt water areas." The Camaro explained to him.
"But...it's still feels odd on my wheels..."
"You'll get used to it after awhile." Prowl slowly moved a bit "come on, Prowl."
"..."
"You're missing out on a beautiful view." Prowl slowly put a wheel on the sand again. Bumblebee just smiled and waited. Then the tactician finally and slowly wheeled out of the forest "see Prowl, it's not so bad."
"...It will take some getting used to." He said as he pulled up behind Bumblebee and transformed, the Camaro simply smiled. He took Prowl's hand and pulled him across the sandy beach up to the ocean's edge, in front of them was miles of bright blue ocean.
"Isn't it cool?" Bumblebee asked as birds flew by, fish and other ocean dwellers jumped out of the water, and the waves crashed onto the beach.
"...Jazz would have loved this place..." Prowl said.
"I know," Bumblebee smiled "it's quite peaceful and the animals are fun to watch."
"...I still miss him..."
Bumblebee put a hand on his shoulder "I know... He would have loved to see this he saw a lot of Earth before he died he loved everything about it, even if the humans didn't quite know about us."
"...Jazz..." Bumblebee pulled him into a hug "my spark still hurts, Bee..."
"I know... It will heal with time, and friends." Bumblebee just stood there, hugging him. He looked out at the sea when he spotted some of the native marine life breaching the water with their somersaults and acrobatic moves "Oh look! Dolphins!" Prowl blinked, Bumblebee let go and pointed out a few miles ahead "look!" Prowl looked to where he was pointing "aren't they beautiful?" Bumblebee replied "look at how they stay together as a pod, they're moving so gracefully through the water." Prowl nodded in agreement "look there's a calf breaching the water with its mother, and another over there spy hopping!" The tactician smiled at the enthusiasm in the younger bot's voice, Bumblebee turned and grinned, he was happy that Prowl was starting to feel better.
"What are those black and white fish called, Bumblebee?" Prowl asked as a pod of Killer Whales started breaching the water and performing their own acrobatics.
"It's not a fish Prowl, it's a mammal, it's called an Orca or a Killer Whale."
"...Oh..." He looked them up on the internet "so...they eat other small aquatic mammals and fish?"
Bumblebee nodded "That's why the humans call them Killer Whales."
"Oh I suppose it's the cycle of life." Bumblebee nodded again. As they watched the Orcas and the dolphins swim, something streaked across the sky. "Bumblebee..."
"What?"
"Do you see that?"
"See wh-... a meteor!" Prowl slowly took out his gun. "I hope it's not a Decepticon! May Primus guide them if it's one of us..." The meteor came straight for them.
"Bumblebee move!" He transformed and reversed back towards the forest. The meteor skidded across the water and landed on the beach. It transformed and with the momentum of its landing and glomped Prowl to the ground.
"PROWL! Primus I'm glad to see you!"
Prowl blinked in shock. "...Bluestreak...?" The said protoform nodded and hugged him tighter before letting go. Bumblebee came back out the forest looking quite surprised, he transformed and came over.
"Bluestreak? You're a sight for sore optics." He smiled "why did you come alone? More importantly, why did you come to this part of the island in broad daylight?"
"Well you see, I kind of went off course, and I wanted to see Prowl and everyone else so badly..."
"So, you were supposed to come with Wheeljack, Smokescreen, and the others?" Prowl asked "how did you end up so far off course?"
"...Soundwave... he's been orbiting the planet again after being on Earth for a few years. Anyway... He messed up my guidance systems with some long range message or something. I guess Smokescreen and the others didn't catch the message. I was too curious I guess..." Prowl vented a sigh but allowed a small smile to appear upon his lip components.
"Well, don't open any mysterious messages that you don't know who they're from," Bumblebee chastised good naturedly as he made his way over and embraced Bluestreak "it's great to have you here."
"Nothing with Soundwave is good..." Prowl said remembering his own run in with Ravage.
"Right, So...what's the news with Jazz?" Prowl suddenly went quiet, looking away from Bluestreak, and trying not to start crying again "was it something I said?" Bumblebee pulled him aside.
"Jazz died." The scout whispered to the gunner "during our battle to hide the AllSpark in Mission City, Megatron snatched him while we all fighting ... he tore him in two..."
"Oh..." Bluestreak started, as he looked over towards Prowl. Prowl was furiously wiping at his optics and purposefully looking away, he made his way over to the 2IC and pulled him into another hug "I'm sorry Prowl..." He whispered as he called out to his brother's spark with his own as he hugged him "I'm here for you..." Bluestreak said gently. Prowl nodded, hiding his face in the young gunner's shoulder. Bumblebee watched solemnly, happy that Prowl had one more person to help him "you can cry if you want too it's just me and Bee, we know you're hurting."
"You don't have to pretend for us." Bumblebee added. He slowly came over and put an arm around Prowl, letting Bluestreak do most of the hugging. Prowl's resolve finally broke and he began to cry.
"Just let it out and release your feelings, it does you no good to bottle it all up, you taught me that." Bluestreak said. Prowl just cried harder, missing his bond-mate with all his spark.
"...J-Jazz..." Bluestreak sighed, hugging him as close as he could and trying to dispel the loss with warmth from his own spark.
"I miss him too, it's alright."
'Bumblebee...Bumblebee come in, you and Prowl have been gone awhile, is everything alright?' Ratchet asked.
'We're fine Ratchet. Bluestreak arrived.'
'Oh good. I was beginning to worry if he would make it here safely and try not to be too much longer. I want to get a good look at Bluestreak too, make sure he gets an Alternate mode.'
'We will Ratchet.'
'Alright Ratchet out.'
Bumblebee looked over to where Bluestreak was and the gunner returned his look 'Just a little while longer, okay?' Bumblebee nodded and rested against Prowl as he kept near. "Let's sit down, that might help." Bluestreak said as he led Prowl to warm, sunny spot on the beach. He carefully went to sit down, making sure Prowl and Bumblebee went with him, Prowl sighed as he slowly calmed down. "Feels better, doesn't it?" Bluestreak asked, Prowl nodded "we can head back whenever you're ready." Bumblebee nodded in agreement.
"...J-Just a few more Earth minutes..."
"Okay." Bumblebee said.
"When we head back, you can help me pick out an Earth vehicle."
"...I-I'd like that..." He took a few deep breaths and slowly pulled away from Bluestreak. He wiped the coolant from his optics and stood "I...I'm ready now." The two smiled at this as they stayed close to him whilst they walked back over to the patch of forest.
"Prowl? Whenever you feel sad, just feel our sparks okay?" Bluestreak said as Prowl and Bumblebee transformed.
"...I'll try..."
"I'm your brother, we have our family bond you'll never be alone or empty Bee's here for ya too, I know you can feel his spark."
After getting Bluestreak an alt. mode, they headed back to base where Ratchet was waiting for them when they entered the medical bay. "Okay Bluestreak, hop up." Ratchet said, motioning the young gunner towards the ready berth.
"It's good to see you Ratchet, you always know what to do and help every one..."
Ratchet couldn't help but laugh as he did his scans "You have never changed, still like to talk up a storm … hmm Soundwave did give you a Trojan but don't worry, it's not serious and we can get rid of it real quick." Once Ratchet uploaded an anti-virus he smiled again "okay you're all done, Bluestreak."
"Thanks Ratchet, you're the best." Bluestreak hopped down with a smile.
"You're welcome." Ratchet said as he looked towards Prowl "since you're here Prowl let's see how that hip of yours is healing up." Prowl nodded and came over. Ratchet gently started to run a check up making the 2IC wince "you're healing at a great rate you should be good as new in about a month."
"Thank you..." Ratchet smiled again.
"Let's get you some energon, Blue and meet the others." Bumblebee suggested.
"Okay, are you coming Prowl?" Bluestreak asked.
"...I don't know..."
"Please Prowl."
"You'll have to face the others sooner or later, you can't stay cooped up." Ratchet told him.
"..."
"C'mon, Prowl? Please?" Bluestreak asked through the family bond.
"I can make it an order." Ratchet warned, Prowl vented a sigh.
"C'mon, Prowl we'll be with you," said Bumblebee.
"...Very well..."
Bumblebee took an arm and so did Bluestreak "It'll do you good." Ratchet watched as they led Prowl out of the medical bay.