Chapter 3, introducing SHATTERSTRIKE!
Jazz paced until there were tracks worn in the floor infront of the medbay on Cybertron. Red Alert had thrown him when Ironhide had flatlined on the table and he had begun screaming. They had managed to stabalize him, but Jazz could feel Ironhide's spark sputtering, flaring and dimming and flaring again, slowly driving him insane. So busy with his pacing was he, that he didnt notice Sunstreaker until he had almost run into him. Looking up, he met those deep blue eyes he had known from the moment they first burst to life. Sideswipe stood beside his brother, both looking at their co-creator for a moment.
Jazz, brokenly "I'm not in the mood for mischief"
Sunstreaker, holding his gaze "Neither are we"
Jazz, staring at the floor "Thats rare"
Sunstreaker grabbed him, pulling him into his arms as Sideswipe came up behind him, pinning him in a double sided bear hug.
Jazz let himself go limp, silently sinking into the comforting warmth had as much of himself and Ironhide in them as he and Ironhide did and letting his tears fall.
-Two Hours Later-
Jazz jerked awake, as he felt Ironhide's spark flare up and then dim to almost nothing. He was about to slam himself through the door when it opened. To his amazement, Ratchet stood there.
Jazz, yelling as Ratchet grabbed him, holding him still "LET ME GO SLAG YOU!"
Ratchet "Jazz..."
Jazz punched Ratchet, bringing his fist against the newly patched wound. Ratchet grunted, but didnt release his hold "JAZZ! IRONHIDE IS FINE."
Jazz, almost sagging with relief as heard those words "But...I felt him...He..."
Ratchet "He sparked your son."
Jazz, tears flowing as he realized that what he had been feeling had been the result of Ironhide giving birth.
Ratchet "Its premature, fragile. You need to be calm." Ratchet looked down at him, his face kind.
Jazz nodded and Ratchet stepped aside. Ironhide was laying on the stasis bed in the middle of the room. Blue energon covered the floor and the table. He was looking at the tiny pulsing spark in the palm of his hand, lifting his eyes as Jazz came in.
Ironhide "I told you I wasnt going to leave you..."
Jazz, trying to sound amused "After the pit you put me through, I almost wished you had
Ironhide chuckled "I made you somethin"
Jazz peered at the tiny pulsing spark in Ironhide's hand and thought he would die of joy. "Well now, thats mighty kind of you."
Ironhide "I was thinkin we would call him Shatterstrike."
Jazz lovingly placed a kiss on Ironhide's lips "I think that'll do just fine"
Ironhide, smiling "I love you Jazz..."
Jazz, ignoring the energon all over the table, climbed up next to his spark-mate, resting his head on the chest of the one being in existance he loved almost as much as the tiny spark they had almost lost. "Diddo Iron-Man. Diddo."
