AN:

I don't own Tessa or Transformers.

Jazz stared at his Prime's femme in confusion.

"Ya' can do dat here on this planet?" Jazz asked surprised.

Tessa let out a small laugh, "Of course you can! You could have looked up our 'courting customs' on the internet you know." She teased.

"Lennox said to stay away from da' web cuz' there's a buncha' weird shit on it and he says it could, ya' know' corrupt our chances of fittin' in here behavior wise." Jazz confessed.

Tessa nodded in agreement "Yeah, I'll agree with him on this one, there is a bunch of creepy stuff out on the web."

"May I suggest at just being yourself Jazz? You are quite good at being very blunt about many things." Optimus added.

Jazz laughed at Optimus's statement. He was blunt about most things and he didn't normally beat around the bush with many things, but it just was that Maggie was different. It had also been a very long time since anyone made his spark flutter like she did. He was rather normally a 'ladies man' as this planet called it, but it just was a whole different atmosphere around Maggie that made him act really stupid and made him get extremely nervous.

Jazz decided that they were right and he was going to act on it. After much good lucks from both Tessa and the Prime, he headed in Maggie Madsen's direction.

Maggie Madsen was stressed out as it was. She had a butt ton of work to be turned in by the end of the day. Galloway was breathing down her goddamn neck to get these files translated by the end of the day. Not only that, but Jazz was acting very strange around her lately and she just kept on brushing it off as a joke. She didn't know whether he was being serious or not. With that mech, she could never tell. She heard a familiar sound approaching her. It was the sound of really loud R&B music. She panicked and was fidgeting around like crazy in her not so comfortable chair which caused a loud squeaking noise which caused everyone to look up at her oddly.

"Sup Maggs?" called the familiar giant silver robot.

She laughed nervously and rubbed the back of her neck while refusing to look at him.

"Nothing much Jazz, I just go A LOT of work to finish today." She tried to hint at him.

She could not deal with this right now. Her stress levels were going through the roof at this point and the possibility that a giant mech might like her made it even worse.

Jazz not taking the obvious hint asked "So I gotta' proposition fo' ya'."

Maggie turned to tell him she was rather busy and if this could wait for a later time. But she was startled and almost fell out of her butt hurting chair as she saw the mech's face inches from her own.

"Don't worry I got ya'." He gently whispered to her.

She was sitting in his palm. He lifted her up to his now full height face. She was still trying to get use to being picked up by the Autobots.

"Why don't we take dis' somewhere else?" He proposed. She nodded in response.

He was silent on their trip to a more private spot. Her gaze never left his helm. Finally, they reached a place outside where they could be secluded.

"Maggie, I gotta' thing for ya', and honestly that's why I've been actin' so stupid recently. I want ta' know if you'd allow me to court ya'." He stated in a serious tone.

Maggie stared up at him for a full minute.

"You wanna what?" she asked.

"I want to date ya." He repeated.

She continued to stay silent and look up at him while blinking occasionally. He gazed back at her awkwardly.

"So, I take dat' as a no then." He sighed.

"No! Ugh – I ugh- mean no, this just caught me off guard. I mean I had a suspicion that you might have liked me, but I thought you were only joking." She admitted.

"I'd never joke bout' somthin' as serious as feelings towards ya'." He stated.

"Oh…" she stated dumbly.

"I guess we could try it, I mean I'd never think an alien might have had a thing for me, but I'm always up for something new." She said.

A big smile spread across his face. She blushed at this and looked down at her feet.

"I'm glad ya' givin' dis' a chance, I should have jus' told ya' sooner, I'm also you're free since you are a babe after all." He said with a smile in his voice.

Her head shot up at him at the word 'babe'.

"I'm a what?!" she squeaked at him with a blush spreading across her face.

He laughed loudly at the femme in his hand reaction to calling her a babe, he knew she put herself together every day, but often was too engrossed in her work to notice the men that often stared at her. She was often ditzy when people complemented her in a flirtatious way and brushed it off with a nonchalant 'thank you'.

"How bout' tonight babe?" he purred thinking about the events that might take place on their date.

She sighed "Can't I got way to much work and I gotta get it in tonight by pulling overtime tonight or Galloway will have my head."

Jazz's shoulders slumped at this news.

"But, I do need a ride home to my barrack, it's on the other side of base and I'd be way to tired to walk there by the time I'm done." She offered.

The silver mech straightened up after he heard this.

"Don't worry babe I got ya' covered." He said with a wink.

And until next time that's it! Please review! –Pandora.