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 3

Jazz crawled along the air vents, using the layout of the base as a guide. He could hear the voices of the Autobots still trying to look for him. He shook his head and continued to crawl. He attempted radio contact. 'Jazz, to Megatron, come in.' He got no immediate reply. 'Jazz to Megatron. Lord Megatron, reply. It's Jazz, head saboteur.' The comm. was quiet still. 'Lord Megatron, please respond. I've been taken prisoner by the Autobots.' Megatron thought about the annoying comm. Realization hit him as he remembered this Jazz.

"So...he's alive."

"What are you talking about, my Lord?" Starscream asked as he came into Megatron's command room.

"The Autobot Jazz is alive. Apparently he thinks he's one of us."

"But, my lord, he is. If you remember back on Cybertron, he was our top saboteur. He was one of us."

"It appears his memory circuits have been damaged. He still believes he's a Decepticon. This might work to our advantage."

"Yes, then the Autobot second in command will be most devastated."

"Oh yes, I had forgotten those two were bonded. This will be most excellent." 'It's good to hear from you, my most loyal saboteur.' Megatron answered.

'I've been tortured and I'm weak. I don't know if they've gotten any information from me. I'm making my escape as we speak.'

'Send coordinates of your location and we'll come to get you. You're too valuable to be compromised.'

'Yes Lord Megatron.' Megatron smirked as Jazz transmitted his location.

"The fool doesn't realize he just compromised the Autobot base." Megatron laughed.

"The humans and the Autobots worked SO hard to hide their base from us." Starscream laughed as well.

"Now I know EXACTLY where NEST is -laughs evilly-." 'We have your location, Jazz. We'll send a team to come get you.'

'I will be waiting.'

"We're not sending a team to get him, are we?" Starscream asked with a smirk.

"Oh, we're sending a team. We're sending a team to ambush the Autobots."

"What about Jazz?"

"If he comes to our side and helps us, so be it. That will be an added bonus."

Back at the NEST base, the small group was still looking for Jazz. "He can't have gone far." said Wheeljack.

"No...not in his condition... Why would he run off?"

"I'm worried about Prowl." said Bluestreak "Just when he was getting better to..."

"It'll be alright, Bluestreak," said Bumblebee as he put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"You think...he could be in the vents?"

"I hadn't thought about that!" Ratchet said as he pounded a wall. Jazz crawled faster as he picked up the vibrations.

"So if he is, how can we get him out?" Wheeljack asked.

"Carefully. We don't want to hurt him in anyway or cause him to run further away from us."

"Yeah, Prowl won't like that." Bumblebee agreed.

"Jazz..." Bluestreak called to the ceiling. "Jazz, it's okay. We don't want to hurt you. Come on out and let's talk about this."

"Yeah being nearly dead and all can scare a bot." Bumblebee added.

"C'mon, Jazz. Prowl's worried about you. Just come down and we'll get you some energon. We'll take you back to him, okay?" Wheeljack said. LIES! All lies! My master is coming for me...

"Jazz please! It breaks my spark to see Prowl so upset."

"Jazz...you're safe in the Autobot base. No one's out to get you," Ratchet said in a gentle voice.

Like Pit I am...

"Please Jazz, we're worried about you," said Bumblebee. Jazz just continued his way out as they all followed the vents. The group kept on calling his name. He growled in disgust, never answering their calls.

"We got to get him out of there." Bluestreak said "If we don't..."

"He'll eventually run out of energon or faint from weakness," said Ratchet. "I just hope Prowl is alright."

"Yeah he looked pretty upset when Jazz decided to disappear." Wheeljack said.

"We'll figure this out," Ratchet sighed. "C'mon, Jazz. I know you're processor is a little off, but we're trying to help you."

"Yeah," started Bluestreak. "We-..." The whole base shook as the attack alarm rang out. Jazz smirked and hurried towards the exit and his escape. My Master is here for me!

"Primus...how did the Decepticons know where the base was?"

"They must have had someone on the inside," Ratchet said.

"I knew Wheelie was more then what he seemed." Bumblebee growled.

"No, Bee," scolded Wheeljack. "Wheelie is not the informant. He's been with you and the others too long. He LOVES being an Autobot."

"I don't think Wheelie has enough power to have given away the location so easily and quickly."

"I don't really know of him yet, but I'm siding with Ratchet and Wheeljack, Bee."

"So who could it be then?" Bumblebee asked.

"Who knows?" said Ratchet. "Let's go find Prime and figure out what to do with the Decepticons." Jazz tried to laugh quietly as he continued on his way.

"What about Jazz?" Bluestreak asked.

"There's nothing we can do. Let's hope he stays safe in the vents." Bluestreak looked unsure but followed the group. Jazz grinned as he saw light. He kicked down the cover and jumped down onto the ground outside. He saw the Decepticons pounding away at the humans and Autobots on the tarmac. He tried to subspace a weapon and realized he had none. He cursed and ran across towards the Decepticons. Many Autobots who saw him was surprised to see him alive. Megatron laughed as a few started staring and talking among themselves. The Decepticons fired and took advantage of the distraction.

When the small group got outside, they were shocked. "Jazz, come back!" Bluestreak said "Don't kill yourself again! Prowl will be devastated again!"

"What in Primus is he doing?" yelled Ratchet as he kept the Decepticons at bay.
"Do you see that!" Bumblebee yelled in disbelief.

Jazz was kneeling down in front of Megatron. "Lord Megatron, I have escaped and returned to you. I am at your service."

"It's good to have you back, my loyal soldier." Megatron said "See Prime, even your own can turn against you."

"His processor is damaged from his injuries. He has only reverted back to being one of you because of temporary memory loss. I assure you we will fight for him and bring him back!"

Meanwhile, Prowl came to out of his stasis lock. He could feel a faint pulse from Jazz. "Jazz! I'm going to find you myself!" He got off the berth and as best as he could, headed in the direction his spark was telling him where his missing mate would be. "I'm coming, Jazz. We'll be together again," he said as he walked down the hallways and outside. He stopped when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Die Autobot scum!" Jazz said as he started shooting down Autobots with a rifle Megatron had given him.

"...J-Jazz..." Megatron just laughed to see the pained look on the SIC's face. Jazz shot at Bumblebee.

"Jazz...stop please..." Prowl pleaded to himself and through their bond. He was met with pain as Jazz shoved him away. "Jazz..." Prowl called out to him again.

"YOU!" he said as he glared at Prowl. "You created this disgusting bond with me!" he cried as he shot at him.

Prowl tried to get out of the way but the shot hit his shoulder. "Jazz, please..." Prowl pleaded "don't do this, I know you don't mean to, look in your spark..."

"I have and always will be a Decepticon! Stay away from me!"

"No that's not true Jazz," Prowl pleaded. "You WERE a 'Con once but that was a long time ago, please remember Jazz!"

He shot at him again. "Why would I want to remember a bond with a filthy Autobot like you!"

"Cause..." Prowl started, he knew he was beginning to cry "...Because you love me... Remember Jazz, please... Remember the promise we made before you left to find the All Spark?" Jazz shook his head and ran off to fight some other Autobots.

"...J-Jazz!" Prowl called out, and tried to go after his mate.

"Stay away from me, Autobot!" he said as he jumped and flipped behind Megatron. He shot at the Autobots from behind him. Prowl ran right up to Megatron. He laughed and stared down at him. "It seems you've lost your mate. He's become his spark's desire yet again. Once a Decepticon, always a Decepticon. He will ALWAYS belong to me. Now he's no longer hiding behind the fake guise of an Autobot."

Prowl growled. "You took my mate away from me once...you're not going to take Jazz away from me again..." Megatron only laughed and grabbed Prowl's wounded shoulder hard. He smirked as he squeezed it. He got right in Prowl's face.

"Listen to me, Autobot. I didn't take him from you. HE decided to come back to me on his own. Let that stir in your mind, fool." Prowl couldn't help but whimper a bit in pain, but knew the Decepticon Leader was right. Jazz didn't come to him when he woke up. No, he ran looking for the Decepticons instead. Prowl looked over to where Jazz was still fighting the other Autobots with a pain look on his face as he stare at his mate, or ex-mate now...

"...Jazz..." Megatron laughed and dropped Prowl where he stood before walking away.

"Prime! I've torn your Second In Command! What shall you do now?" Prowl stayed were Megatron dropped him, watching Jazz through wet, blurry optics. Optimus came over to Megatron. "Why do you enjoy ruining people's lives? The brother I knew would never be this way."

"We're not brothers, Prime." Megatron sneer at him.

"We were once, but you've been tainted by evil. Now you're too blind to see."

"Oh I can see quite clearly, Prime." Megatron said.

At that same time Bluestreak ran over where Prowl sat.

"Oh Prowl..." he said as he knelt down to him. Optimus shook his head. How he wished they didn't have to fight to the death every time.

"I will protect everyone, even it means I have to kill you."

"Not going to happen this time Prime." Megatron smirked "Not when I have one of your own on my side again."

"We'll see how long he stays there." The two got to fighting and Bluestreak took the opportunity to take Prowl away.

"...J-Jazz..."

"C'mon, Prowl. It's alright. Let's get you back inside," Bluestreak said as he lifted him into his arms. Prowl's frame started to shake as Prowl cried harder. "I know, we'll get him back. It's alright."

"...J-Jazz...don't want...to come back..."

"Don't say that. Megatron filled your head with lies. Once Jazz's memory reboots, he'll be fine." Prowl was unsure as he glance behind him to stare sadly at Jazz still fighting. Ratchet was making his way over to where Jazz was. He hated to do it, but taking him by force was the only option right now. He took a sedative out of his subspace as he got close to Jazz.

He sighed as he fired at a few Decepticons. "Come and get me, Jazz! I know you want payback for what I did to you!" he lied.

Jazz looked at him and smirked. "You'll wish ya hadn't said that. I will make yer death quick." Jazz then sprang himself towards Ratchet. Ratchet jabbed the sedative into Jazz's stomach plating as he came at him. "I win," he smirked.

"...F-Filthy...Autobot..." he sputtered as he went into stasis from the sedative. Ratchet sighed and took him into his arms. He raced back towards base, firing at Decepticons along the way. Optimus Prime saw it out of the corner of his optics. He turned to Megatron.

"Looks like we've got out saboteur back," he said as he shoved Megatron away from him.

"But for how long?" Megatron said with smirk.

"He was never truly one of you. He made the choice because he wanted to be on the winning side and end this war quickly. He made his choice out of peace, not power. He's been an Autobot all along, he just made the wrong choice. I think you did as well. I wait for the day when you will be as I remember you, the brother I ruled with."

"That will be a long wait, Prime." Megatron sneered.

"So be it," he said as he turned away. Ratchet got back to his medical bay to see Bluestreak sitting on a berth with the upset SIC. He laid Jazz back down and hooked him back up to the machines and energon line.

"Hey! You brought Jazz back!" Bluestreak exclaimed happily. "So is he him again? Is he alright or is he still coo coo?"

"He will be right once his memory reboots." Ratchet said as he then came over to them "Let's take a look at your shoulder, Prowl."

"...J-Jazz...h-he don't love me anymore..." Prowl whimpered.

"Of course he does," Ratchet said as he carefully examined the shoulder. "His near death experience and being in a near death coma for so long has damaged his memory. He needs to restore and reboot his memory and then he'll be fine. His spark still loves you." Prowl shook his head. He felt Jazz's spark push his away out there. "How long will it take?" Bluestreak asked.

"That depends on Jazz. Prowl, feel his spark now. It's only his processor that's telling him his spark is wrong. That's why it felt like he didn't love you anymore. Feel him now, you'll know."

Prowl was unsure. "Go on and try Prowl." Bluestreak said. Ratchet slowly and carefully dug into Prowl's shoulder and pulled out the bullet from the rifle. Prowl, timidly, reach out to Jazz through their bond again. He felt a weak pulse from Jazz. There was a slight longing to the answer back. This made Prowl feel slightly better but... "...If he wakes up..."

"Then he will try to fight it. You'll have to work hard using your bond. You may have to even re-bond to him to try and recover his memories for him. If your bond can bring him back from death, I know you can help him remember," Ratchet said as he worked on patching the hole.

"...C-Can I stay with him...?"

"Do whatever you want to do." Prowl looked back over at Jazz.

Bluestreak smiled. "I know you can do it, Prowl. You'll get thought to Jazz." He laughed. "The tables have turned. Jazz used to help you to change. Now you get to return the favor." Prowl just nodded. Jazz slept on in his forced recharge.

"Alright, you're all patched up, Prowl. You can stay as long as you need to. I can even take you off duty if you want. I know Jazz needs you."

"...Thank you, Ratchet..."

"Bluestreak, you're free to go. If you want to stay with Prowl you can, but I know they'll need time alone as well." Bluestreak nodded. Prowl got up off the berth and then sat down by Jazz. He was going to be ready once Jazz woke up again.

"I think I'll get back to the others. I want to tell them what's going on with Jazz." He places a hand on Prowl's shoulder before Bluestreak left the medical bay. Prowl smiled up at his brother and then looked back at Jazz. Bluestreak sighed as he walked out and down the halls.

"I'm here, Jazz. I know deep down, you're the Autobot I fell in love with."

Jazz moan as he came too, at first he was unsure were he was. As his optics focused, he realized he was back in the Autobot Medical Bay. "No! After all my hard work of escaping! You'll all pay for this! All of you and that Pitspawn of a medic!" Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Get your filthy hand off me!"

"Jazz, please try to remember."

"Remember what?" he yelled as he sat up. "Remember that you FORCE BONDED to me?"

"No, that never happened." Prowl said "Please try Jazz...I love you..." Jazz stared at him a moment. Maybe if I play along with this pit spawn I can get out... Prowl stared back, hoping. "...I...remember... We...met...during the...war...on Cybertron..." he lied.

"What else?" Prowl asked.

"...I...I can't..."

"Let me help." Prowl said.

"...Y-Yeah... T-Tell me...what happened..." This fool is hanging on my every word...

"No, it's better that I show you." Prowl said as he open up his chest plates.

Jazz backed away. He wasn't going to bond to this stupid Autobot! He pushed him away. "Get the Pit away from me!"

"Jazz, do you want my help or not?" Prowl asked, door wings lowering sadly. He was beginning to think his Jazz would never come back to him.

"I'm not bonding with a filthy Autobot! You did your damage the first time! I'll never love you!"

Prowl sighed as he closed his chest plates. "...But you do...I can feel it in our bond."

"...No...NO! I'm a Decepticon!"

"Jazz you WERE a Decepticon. Look." Prowl said, pointing to where Jazz Autobot insignia was located.

He pushed Prowl away again. "Is that what's botherin ya?" he said as he tried to dig it out. He made himself bleed and gave himself scratches.

Prowl grabbed his hand. "Please Jazz...don't hurt yourself more." Prowl said "I nearly lost you once when Megatron rip you in half..."

"My master would never do that to me!"

"Explain that welding scar around your middle then."

Jazz looked down and traced it with a claw. "...I... It was something you Autobots did to me!" Prowl shook his head.

"Well, just stay away from me!" he yelled as he pushed Prowl away and stood up. "Lord Megatron will come back for me when he realizes I'm gone."

"Primus Jazz you are so reckless!" Prowl said "I'm not going to lose you again."

"Lose me? Lose me? You never HAD me!"

Prowl tried not to let that get to him. "I'm sorry if I have do this Jazz." he said and pounced on him, pushing away the small pain of his healing hip. He used his hand to force Jazz's chest plates open while his open themselves.

"STOP IT!"

"I know you will thank me for this later, Jazz." Prowl said as he let both of their sparks touch.

"AAAAHHHHH!" Jazz was silent for a moment, then he broke into tears as all the memories rushed back to him.

"Jazz..." Prowl called his name softly unsure if it worked or not.

"...Stay away from me..." he sobbed.

"Jazz..." Prowl called out again, using their bond again.

"...No...Stay back..." he sobbed as he tried to scoot away.

"...No, Jazz. I love you too much..."

"...Y-You...You don't deserve a mech like me..."

"...I do, you were just confused that's all... Your processor was a bit messed up..."

"...Oh, Prowler... I can't..." he said as he scooted away, chest plates closing. "...I hurt you... I was going to destroy our bond... I can't... You deserve better than me. I... I let my past get in the way..."

"Jazz...I love you. I love you so much my spark hurts...it's been hurting after I heard..." Prowl couldn't hold in his own tears anymore. "...It's was mostly Megatron's fault to begin with..."

"...H-How...? H-How can you still love me after everything? Even as a Decepticon that was ready to kill you...?" Jazz sobbed, putting further distance between them.

"Because...I trusted you..."

"...Y-You...shouldn't have..."

"...I trusted you when you joined back then...I trust you now..."

Jazz stopped and sobbed into his hands, letting everything out. "...I...I don't deserve ya..."

Prowl came closer and wrap his arms around him. "...I'm afraid you're stuck with me, Jazz..."

He nuzzled against him, wrapping his arms around him too. "...I... I'm sorry Prowler..."

"...It's okay..." Prowl said a small smile started to show, coolant still flowing from his optics. Jazz shook as his spark gave a happy shudder from finally being reconnected to its other half. He sobbed happy tears along with tears of regret.

"...I'd missed you so much Jazz..."

"...I...I'm sorry...I...I didn't miss you..."

"...Being near death can do that..." Prowl said sadly. Prowl moved his leg a bit, wincing a little bit cause his hip was still healing. Jazz nuzzled against him, still too distraught to notice. Prowl gently carless Jazz's faceplate. "...Everyone was worried about you..." he said.

"...I-I'm glad..." Prowl smiled. "I…I love you so much, Prowler…I'm sorry…"

"Stop apologizing, it's alright," he said gently. "Forgive and forget. Our love is too strong to be broken by the past." Jazz nuzzled against him again. Prowl held him tightly and rested his head against Jazz's. "Blue will be so happy that you're alright again."

"I don't care. I want YOU right now."

"Alright. Let's get you back over to the berth to lie down."

"Only if you join me," Jazz sniffled as a smirk crossed his lips. Prowl smiled and took Jazz into his arms. He winced a bit as he stood up. "Prowler?"

"It's nothing." Jazz noticed the scar and a few newer seams on Prowl's hip.

"You're hurt?"

"It was by Ravage a few vorns ago. It has nothing to do with you. I'm healing up alright. Don't worry about it."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure, Jazz," he smiled as he placed him on the berth. He slowly laid down next to him. Jazz cuddled into him.

"Love ya, Prowler."

"I love you too."

"Oh, so he's finally awake? Everything alright?" Ratchet asked as he walked in.

"Yeah, doc. I'm fine. Do…do ya mind? We'd like some privacy." Ratchet was speechless. Did Jazz just ask him to leave HIS Medical Bay?

"Ratchet… Can I take him to my quarters?" Prowl asked, trying to avoid an angry Medic.

"…Sure…If… If you need anything, let me know." Prowl nodded. He took Jazz into his arms and strode out of the Medical Bay. Ratchet thought about ranting, but a smile crossed his face instead. "Good to have you back, Jazz," he said mostly to himself.

Once in Prowl's quarters, Prowl sat Jazz down on the berth. He sat down in front of him. Prowl gently placed his hands on Jazz's visor. "Let me see those pretty optics of yours." He said.

"...But Prowler what if..." Jazz said as he reached up to stop him.

"It's okay Jazz," Prowl said "From what I heard your not the only ex-Decepticon here any more."

"Really?"

Prowl nodded. "You don't have to hide them from anyone else, any more." He said. Jazz looked unsure before he lowered his hands. Prowl smiled again as he gently push the visor up, looking into the crimson optics of his mate. Jazz nuzzled into him again. "Why don't you get some recharge?" suggest Prowl "You're still weak."

"But..."

"Don't worry," Prowl said "I won't leave." Jazz smiled a bit, cuddling into Prowl before slowly going into recharge. Prowl smiled as he watched Jazz sleep. He noticed the wound Jazz had made from his Autobot symbol was still bleeding. He carefully got up so as not to disturb Jazz. He went into his closet and got out a first aid kit. He came back over and checked the wound. He took out a cloth and some cleaner. He carefully started to clean the wound and stop him from bleeding. Jazz squirmed in his sleep, giggling a bit. Prowl couldn't help but smile. He knew his mate was ticklish there. He carefully continued, placing a pressure bandage around the symbol. Jazz squirmed, giggling a bit louder as he kicked a bit. His lower midsection was horribly ticklish.

"Mmmm, Prowl..."

"I'm almost done Jazz." Prowl double checked to make sure the bandages were secure around his "belly button". "Alright, I'm done, love." He gave the spot a gentle kiss.

Jazz shivered a bit. "...Prowler..." he half whined. His red optics open groggily, his visor still up. Prowl looked up at him. "You tryin to send me into overload while I'm sleepin?"

Prowl tried not to laugh. "No...I was just fixing up something." he said.

Jazz looked down and saw his insignia covered by a bandage. "...Oh yeah... I'm sorry Prowler..."

"Jazz I told you there is nothing to be sorry for." Prowl said as he smiled at him.

Jazz smiled back. "I really don't deserve ya."

"Why don't you go back to sleep?" Prowl said.

"Can't sleep..." Prowl took his mate into his arms again. Jazz snuggled against him and hugged him tightly against him like a teddy bear. "...That's better..." he smiled as he closed his optics. Prowl smiled again. Jazz took a deep breath as he fell asleep. Prowl watched him sleep with a smile. "I'm glad you've returned to me." He then yawn a bit, he was a bit tired himself. He smiled at Jazz, his optics slowly closing. Before he knew it, he was asleep too.