Warnings: None so far. There will be later.

Disclaimer: Own nothing except the plot. Not even the cover photo. Just something ninjatomomi (my fellow author in this) found.

Jazz crept around the enemy's base. The Autobots were worried about the Decepticons lack of activity lately. They had to be planning something big, and it was Jazz's job to figure it out. Now just where should he go looking for the information he needed? He smirked, his visor flashing as he thought of the best place. Soundwave's terminal. That mech knew everything about the Decepticon's; he would know exactly what they were up to. Plus he loved to taunt the mech that could never catch him at his spy games. He made his way to the bridge, intent on his mission.

Something wasn't right and he knew it. He could feel it surging through his circuits and it started to irritate him to the point where he could no longer recharge. Rebooting his systems, Soundwave onlined his optics, waking slowly enough not to startle the cassettes tied to his spark but faster than he usually did, after all he needed to attend to that obnoxious sensation currently manifesting itself in his head. Sliding off of his birth, he silently made his way out of his room and down the hall. He had a good idea of where to look first, the control room.

"Slag!" Jazz cursed yet again as his attempts to hack the computer failed. He needed to get the Decepticon plans and get out of here before he raised any alarms. One more try and then he would have to leave, his mission failed. His attempts had to be raising alarms somewhere, and he couldn't risk being caught.

Eventually, Soundwave made it to the control room. Palming the door open, the first thing he saw that twice damned Jazz standing over the controls of the main computers. Quickly, he pulled his concussion blaster out of subspace and took aim.

Jazz spun around after hearing the bridge doors slide open, his most recent attempt at hacking forgotten. "Frag!" Under his breath Jazz cursed as he pulled out his own weapon. "Well, the most boring mech ever sparked has arrived. Guess the party's over." With that he fired a shot above Soundwave's head to hopefully distract him as he turned and fled the ship.

Diving to the side to avoid the shot, Soundwave ran to the control panel, turning on the communication systems.

"Alert! Alert! Autobot Jazz has infiltrated the ship!"

Pulling away from the panel, Soundwave opened his tape deck.

"Rumble, Frenzy, Ravage, Laserbeak, Buzzsaw eject! Operation: Find Jazz!"

Jazz's spark pulsed in fear as the alert went out. He had to get out of here before he was captured. That wouldn't end well for him or the Autobots. He raced through the hallways to his escape. He breathed a quick sigh of relief as he made his way to the exit. He had managed to escape the base, but he knew he wasn't out of the woods yet. He fled the vicinity hoping he could outrun any mech trailing him.

Lurking in the shadows, Ravage caught sight of Jazz's retreating backside as he fled from the Nemesis. Quickly, he alerted his master of the location of his target, sending him coordinates through the telepathic bond they all shared. Once Soundwave confirmed that he received the data, Ravage stealthily continued to follow Jazz as he made his exit, making sure to keep updating Soundwave.

With the coordinates he received from Ravage, Soundwave dashed through the halls as quickly as he could, sending the updating location coordinates to his cassettes instructing them to lock on to Jazz's signal and to follow him. Tapping into a link, he alerted Megatron of the spy's location and probable route of escape along with the notion that he was going to follow. As he reached the original spot where Ravage had first spotted Jazz, he could see in the distance the small retreating form of the spy rapidly swimming across the sea, trying to defend himself against the swarm of his creations. Turning on his antigravs, he followed after them.

Jazz fought desperately against the casseticons. Not only was he outnumbered by the miniature spy, he couldn't fight as well in the water. He was as good as capatured at this point. His progress through the water was halted as he tried to fight. His optics flicked back in the direction of the Decepticon base. His spark sank at the sight of Soundwave getting closer. His momentary distraction allowed the casseticons to gain the upper hand.

As he approached, Soundwave noted that the cassettes had managed to subdue the feisty spy and he sent his tiny creations a wave of praise. Just as he was about to shackle the defenseless spy, the sky suddenly turned dark and strong winds began to blow as lightning lit up the sky. Without warning, a large swell rose from the ocean, crashing down on the helpless bots below.

As Jazz was submerged, he was released from his enemies and made his escape, swimming as fast as he could away from the Decepticons. Away from them he could comm his own team and they would come get him. The pull of the waves was too strong for the smaller bot to overcome. As the group was tossed closer to a shoreline the spy was dashed against rocks, leaving him offline and one of his legs severely injured.

There was nothing but disorientating, crushing darkness around him and he could feel cold, salty water seeping into his frame, slowly drowning him, consuming him whole. The wave had come out of nowhere, suddenly smothering him, his cassettes, and their prisoner. He flailed his arms, trying to get a grip on something, anything that could help him reach the surface as he tried to figure up from down. Succumbing to the freezing water engulfing him, all he could see was the cold blackness around him as his systems shut down.

A/N: Okay so this is a collaberation between me and one of my friends, ninjatomomi (an author here on fanfic). We are writing it as an RP, hence the changes in POV. That's how I write normally so hopefully it won't be too hard to follow. This will turn into a Soundwave/Jazz pairing and it will eventually end up mature in rating. As I said we are writing it as an RP so I don't know how long it will take to get to that point, but I promise it will, and I promise we will not abandon this story, but as we are both in school right now, updates might come slowly. And for the title: Comprimise-agreement; exposure to danger or disgrace, Besotted-made confused through affection for somebody. Make of it what you will. Please Read and Review! We would love to hear what you think.