Hey everyone! I know it has been awhile since anything has been going up and I am sorry about that. I have been working on way too many stories!

I have 6 stories that I have been working on! This is 1 of 6 stories that I will be posting through out this month. This will be a chapter story. As for how many chapters... I don't know. I don't know how fast updates will be. I've been working on this since November. I get so far and then I delete it because I don't like it. Anyway, I think I'm happy with what I've got. But I'd be more then happy to here what you, my readers, think. Enjoy!

Units Of Time As I Use Them:

Nano-klick: Second

Klick: Minute

Cycle: Hour

Joor: Day

Orn: Week

Groon: Month

Metacycle: Year

Prowl was sitting at his desk working on the latest report when his office door slid open. The SIC looked up and saw it was Prime. "Sir? How can I help you?"

"I was wondering if you had that weekly report done."

Before Prowl could answer the Prime, his office door opened again and Wheeljack ran in. Wheeljack didn't even need to say anything. Prowl already knew. He looked at Prime and stood up. "Yes. I do." He handed a datapad to Prime and ran after Wheeljack.

"Where is he?"

"In the canyon." Wheeljack watched as Prowl sped off.

Prowl drove off the side of the canyon and transformed, so he'd land on his pedes. He looked around but he didn't see Jazz anywhere. After a few seconds of silence. Prowl heard some noise and chased after it. When he came to a stop he saw Jazz kicking some stones and saw a rock slide headed straight for him. "JAZZ!" Prowl crashed in to Jazz and knocked the two of them out of the way.

Jazz looked around and saw that Prowl had knocked him out of the way. "What the slag did you do that for?!"

"It was going to kill you. Wait... You already knew that. You were going to let it kill you! WHY!?"

"Why the frag do you care?"

"Because I love you."

"That is a load of slag! Why need me when you have a new lover!"

Prowl looked at his lover confused. "Jazz... I... I don't understand."

"You never come back to our quarters and I spend most of my nights recharging alone..."

"Are you referring to my late meetings with Prime?"

"You're sleeping with Prime?! Wow... I knew there was someone else... But Prime?..."

"Wait a minute! I am not sleeping with Prime. Nor am I cheating on you with any other bot. Prime is my sire!"

"Then that means that Ratchet is your Carrier and that Wheeljack is your uncle, since Wheeljack is Ratchet's brother."

"That is correct Jazz. Ratchet is my Carrier and Wheeljack is my uncle."

"Whatever! All you fragging care about is yourself!" Jazz covered his mouth with his servo. "Prowl... I..."

Prowl turned around and waked away.

Jazz went over and kicked the rock pile and muttered to himself.

"Well... I can see that went well..."

Jazz looked up and saw Wheeljack coming toward him. "I really fragged that up..."

"Yeah... You did. Jazz... How much of Prowl's past relationships do you know?"

"To be honest? Not much of anything. I know he has dated two femmes and a mech, not including me. But aside from that... I never really asked. Prowl seemed to think I would be put off by me not being his first. But I told him that it didn't matter... All that mattered was that I was his last."

"Well you may not have been his first kiss. But if the two of you had bonded... you would have been his first interface." Jazz looked shocked so the inventor continued. "He refused to interface with any bot until he was bonded to them."

Jazz nodded his helm and sighed. "I really fragged that up."

"What you don't know is... Prowl's first three relationships... ended in tragedy... Prowl's first relationship was a femme. She and Prowl dated for a metacycle and she thought Prowl was cheating... Prowl came home that night to find her lifeless frame hanging from the rafters. Prowl commed Ratchet in tears and Ratchet commed me. We rushed over to see if we could save her. We knew she was gone but Ratchet tried anyway. I consoled Prowl as he sobbed."

Jazz stayed quiet but nodded showing Wheeljack he had heard him and understood. He waited for him to continue.

"Now... Prowl's second relationship... The mech he dated... The mech started as a neat freak. By the end of it he was a controlling mech. Prowl tried to do his own thing and Ratchet got tired of fixing him. So... Prowl stayed home to keep his lover and carrier happy. For two different reasons of course. Eventually the mech felt guilty for what he did and he left. Prowl tried to recover... but no matter how bad the mech treated Prowl... Prowl really did care for him. A few months later... Prowl received his lifeless frame in a box."

Jazz slid to the ground and felt himself crying but refused the comfort Wheeljack offered and waited for the engineer to continue.

"As for Prowl's last relationship... The other femme he dated. That... That was the hardest on Prowl... After a metacycle and a half of them being together, she gave up and tried to take her life. But Prowl stopped her. Things seemed to be going better for the two of them till one night... Prowl came home and the femme tied him up. She explained what she had planned and made him watch, as she took her own life... He sobbed as he sat there helpless to stop her. Ratchet and I are unsure to this joor if Prowl has fully recovered from that."

Jazz could only nodded as he sobbed on the ground feeling like such a fool.

"And then there is you, Jazz. Those late night meetings Prowl had with Prime, were to discuss things about you. Prowl has spent the last few orns doing nothing but talking about you to Ratchet and I. Primus Jazz... Ratchet and I have NEVER seen Prowl so excited about a lover. We mention your name and his optics light up. Since the two of you have been together... Prowl's health has improved. Prowl really loves you, Jazz. There is no bot else in Prowl's life that means as much to him as you do."

Jazz got up and gave Wheeljack a hug. "Thank you!"

"Where you going?"

"To say I am sorry and fix things. No matter how long it takes or the cost." Jazz raced off before Wheeljack could respond.

Jazz got back to the base and headed for the SIC's office. That was the usual place to start looking for Prowl. Jazz didn't think that it was odd when the door didn't slide open. Rather it wanted a security code. When it requested a code, that usually meant that Prowl wanted to be left alone but Jazz wanted to fix it now. Slag, NEEDED to fix it now.

Jazz typed in his security code and the door slid open and Jazz stared in shock at what he saw. Prowl was out cold on the floor. Looking around, Jazz saw the needle laying on the other side of the office. Jazz picked it up and looked at the label. Jazz dropped it not caring if it broke or not he dropped to the floor next to Prowl. As he worked the energon lines in both their arms, he commed Ratchet.

:Jazz to Ratchet.:

:What's going on Jazz?:

:In a few nano-klicks there is going to be a medical emergency in Prowl's office.:

:Jazz? What is going on?!:

:Bring Wheeljack with you:

Before Ratchet could say anything. Jazz cut the comm. Jazz hooked his energon lines to Prowl's and started to cycle their energon. Jazz could feel himself starting to get dizzy. He knew it was a matter of nano-klicks before he passed out. "Prowl... I'm so sorry..." Hopefully... he had bought Ratchet and Wheeljack enough time. Unable to hold out any longer he passed out next to Prowl.

:WHEELJACK?!:

:Whoa! Where is the fire Ratchet?:

:Jazz just commed me and said that in a few minutes there was going to be a medical emergency in Prowl's office. He told me to bring you. I am just leaving the med bay now. Can you meet me there?:

:Yes.:

Wheeljack ended the comm. But now he was confused as he raced to Prowl's office. Jazz said he was going to make things right. So why would there be-. NO! He picked up his speed and got there just as Ratchet was typing in his code. The office door slid open.

"Primus..."

"Jack! Help me! I got Prowl. You take Jazz!"

Wheeljack noticed as he picked up Jazz that Ratchet had already undid the energon lines that connected the two bots together. They raced down to the med bay and Wheeljack did everything his brother told him to do.

Wheeljack did a quick scan of Prowl and Jazz. "Jazz is worse he has more poison in him."

"Stupid fragger!"

"Brother... We don't know anything just yet. Let focus on getting them back online and then we can question them." Ratchet only nodded.

Just then Jazz came back online and started coughing. "Thank Primus..."

Jazz looked toward the voice. "Wheeljack?" Wheeljack came over and gave his friend's servo a gentle squeeze.

"Take him in to a side room while I work on the other one." Wheeljack nodded and carried his friend in to a more private side room. There was a moment of silence before Wheeljack started to question Jazz.

"Jazz... What happened?"

"Well... After Prowl left and after talking to you in the canyon... I realized that instead of talking my pain out with him... I shut him out. Just like his past lovers... It wasn't fair to him... So I came rushing back to base to explain everything and-"

Jazz started to cough really bad. After few klicks of coughing the saboteur was able to breathe again and then continued his story.

"...and when I came back to base... I found him out cold... in his office. I knew I didn't have enough time to call Ratchet and get both of you to come and help so... in order to buy both of you some time, I cycled our energon." Jazz looked back at the ceiling in the room.

Wheeljack looked at Jazz in shock. "But you... You could have died... You... you risked your life to save his..."

Jazz nodded his helm.

Before either of them could say anything else there was some yelling in the main area of the med bay. Jazz got up and opened the door that was separating him from the rest of the med bay.

"I should have died... Why am I still online"

"JAZZ SAVED YOUR STUPID TAILPIPE! YOU FRAGGER!"

Prowl looked at the medic. "What?... I don't understand..."

Jazz came out of his room and headed toward Prowl. "Let me handle this, Ratch." The medic scoffed and walked away. Jazz stood in front of the tactician. There was a moment of silence and then all that was heard was the sounds of Jazz's servo hitting Prowl's face. "YOU SLAGGING FRAGGING LITTLE SLAGGER!"

The SIC looked at the TIC in shock. He had never heard such foul language come from him in all the time he knew him. "Jazz."

But he didn't stop yelling. He kept going. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU FREAK OUT AT ME IN THE CANYON ABOUT WANTING TO DIE AND THEN YOU TAKE OFF. I KNEW YOU WERE UPSET!"

"Jazz."

Ratchet stopped what he was doing. Jazz... wanted to die? Not again... Ratchet wanted to say something but kept his mouth shut and kept listening.

"After you left..."

"Jazz."

"Wheeljack had found me... and he explained your past..." The tactician slid of the medical berth and pulled Jazz in to his arms and kissed him. "What was that for?"

"Well.. You wouldn't stop talking... Jazz.. Thank you." He kissed him again. "I love you."

Jazz frowned. "Don't think I have forgiven you that easy."

"I don't expect you to."

Jazz started to walk away. "Where do you think you are going?"

Jazz looked over at Ratchet it. "Back to my office."

"I haven't released you from my med bay."

"I'm not sick and I'm no longer in any danger of offlining. So, I'm leaving." With that, he turned on his pede and left the med bay for his office.

A few klicks later Prime walked in to the med bay. "What in Primus happened?" Prowl hung his head and sighed.

Wheeljack was the first to speak up. "Why?"

"Because Jazz just quit! He walks in to my office and says. 'Nice to serve you Prime, but I quit!' and then he stormed out."

"I'll go find him."

"PROWL YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!"

The medic looked at his brother and the inventor nodded and left.

After the doors close, Prime asked again. "So is someone going to tell me what is going on?"

Prowl didn't look up at his sire as he started to tell what had happened. "You were in my office and asked me for the newest report and Wheeljack had come running in. I instantly knew what it meant. Jazz was hurting. So I handed you the data pad and took off with Wheeljack. Jack told me he was in the canyon. When I got there, I didn't see or hear anything at first. But soon enough I heard something so I went after it."

Ratchet sighed but cleaned up his tools as he listened to his creation tell the story of today's events.

"I saw Jazz kicking some stones and saw a rock slide headed right for him. So I slammed in to him and managed to knock us both out of the way. He then started to yell at me as he asked me why I had knocked him out of the way. I told him that if I hadn't it would have killed him and it didn't take me long to figure out that he already knew that it would offline him. It then clicked into place that he had planned it. He wanted to die."

Ratchet could feel the tears already starting to pool, but never said a word.

"We exchanged a few words. He was yelling and I was calm. He accused me of cheating and eventually I left hurt at something he had said. Wheeljack had commed me and asked me if I had told Jazz about my previous relationships and I was honest with him. I told him it had never come up. So I figure that Wheeljack told Jazz everything. I went back to my office unable to deal with the pain and tried to take my own life. The next thing I remember I woke up here."

"Wheeljack commed me so I can fill in the blanks for you." Prowl turned and looked at his carrier. "Wheeljack told me that he had told Jazz everything and that Jazz was racing back to base to find you and fix what he had done. No matter how long it took or the cost. He wanted to fix it. About 5 klicks later I got a comm from Jazz saying that in a few klicks there would be a medical emergency in your office. So I grabbed my tools and I commed Jack and told him to meet me there."

Prowl and Prime both nodded.

"Then your office door slid open... I found Jazz out cold next to you. His servo on yours. He had cycled both your energon to buy Wheeljack and I some time. He knew the risks and for you... he took them."

Prowl looked back at the floor and Prime nodded.

Prowl made a quick last klick decision and jumped off the medical berth. "AND WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?!"

Prowl smiled at his carrier. "Something I should have done long ago." And with that, he was out the door and down the halls.

He commed Wheeljack. :Jack?:

:Yes Prowl?:

:Have you found Jazz?:

:Yes. We are currently in the rec room. Why?:

:Good. Keep him there. See you in a klick.: With that he ended the comm and raced for the Rec room. The doors swished open and Prowl went in and saw Jazz holding a fake smile as he said goodbye to his friends and fellow team mates.

"Jazz!"

The saboteur turned around and raised an optic ridge. "And what do you want?"

Prowl held his ground. "You."

Jazz seemed slightly shocked by this. "Excuse me?"

Prowl closed the distance between them. "You quit, then I will quit. You leave the city and I will leave the city. You want to leave the planet, then I will leave the planet."

The visored bot raised an optic ridge and his optics softened their glare. "I... I don't understand."

The SIC placed his servos on either side of the mech he loved so much. "Where ever you go. I am going to go with you. I love you so much Jazz. I want to be by your side from now until Primus takes us home. Jazz, will you please forgive me for what I have done and please spend forever with me."

Jazz gasped in shock. "Are you..."

Prowl smiled a little. "Jazz, will you bond with me?"

Jazz looked up at his lover and smiled. "Yes!"

Everyone in the rec room cheered. The tactician kissed his lover and held him close. After they broke the kiss Prowl took Jazz's servo and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Sorry everyone! I'm stealing Jazz!" Prowl then left the rec room with Jazz right behind him

Prowl commed his carrier. :I'll be in my quarters with Jazz if you need either of us. But I'd rather the two of us be left alone.:

:Understood.:

"Come on."

"Even though I agreed to bond with you, don't think that I am letting you off the hook."

Prowl waited for his quarter doors to close before answering. "As I said before, I don't expect you to. I know what it must have done to see me like that."

"I was spark broken."

"I… I didn't know that I was that weak…" The SIC looked away.

"It is okay to be weak. It is okay to fall apart. But it is not okay to offline yourself." Prowl looked back with tears in his optics. "Prowl… talk to me. Please… I need you to talk to me."

"I don't know if I can…"

Jazz wrapped his arms around Prowl. "We didn't talk about this at the beginning of our relationship and I think that has played a part in hurting us. I told you in the beginning of our relationship that I didn't care who you had been with or that I hadn't been your first. All I cared about was being your last. I wouldn't have agreed to bond with you if any of that truly bothered me."

"You wouldn't be my first kiss, but you would be my first interface."

"Wheeljack told me that, but I was waiting to hear that from you."

Prowl slid to the floor and sobbed. Jazz continued to hold on. "Jazz… I'm so sorry. You are right. I should have told you all of this. I should have trusted you when you said that you could handle my past. I was so scared that it would chase you away."

Jazz stoked the side of his lover's face. "I told you that when we became a couple that you were stuck with me. Nothing you could say or do would scare me away."

The SIC nodded. "I'm sorry that I doubted you."

The TIC looked into his lover's optics. "And you are forgiven. Can you make me a promise for the future?"

"Anything."

"Next time you doubt something I say, tell me that you doubt me. I'd rather you be up front and honest with me. When you hide stuff like this I don't always see that something is wrong. I go through my joor thinking everything is okay and then the next klick we are falling apart. It breaks my spark, Prowl."

The door winged mech nodded. "I promise."

"Good. Now that, that is out of the way…" The saboteur smiled a little as he leaned in and kissed the tactician. "I love you, Prowl."

Prowl wrapped his arms around Jazz and refused to let go. "I love you too, Jazz. So much."

Author's Note: I hope you all enjoyed. This one of a couple stories that I have on the go at the moment. So I am unsure when the next update will be. Please Read and Review. I'd like to know what you all thought.

Until Next Time,

~CatsPrivateBedroom