...Can't think. Brain hurts. #yawns, goes back to sleep#

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
Pairing: Jazz/Maggie
Summary: Maggie's walking home and runs into some trouble. Now she needs a knight in shining armor to saver her. Oh well. Jazz'll have to do.


There's an old saying people have to try and get over their fears: "There's nothing to fear but fear itself." Some people heard this saying and immediately got over their fears. Some people used it as a mantra whenever they were afraid, eventually getting over their fears.

Maggie thought that whoever had come up with that saying had obviously never walked home late at night from their part-time job during a power outage, and only a few of the emergency streetlights were working. The fact that it had begun raining buckets didn't help one bit as she got soaked to the bone, and the only word she could think of to describe her plight was: "F#!$"

"F#!$ f#!$ f#!$ f#!$ f#!$," she moaned, water dripping from her hair and into her eyes. "Of all the nights it could rain, it just has to be this night, doesn't it?" So involved was she with her own problem that she failed to notice a few men begin to follow her, lecherous smiles playing on their faces. "F#!$, Jazz said he was going to take me somewhere special tonight, too, because of my promotion...God f#!$ing dammit, why the f#!$ does it have to be pouring tonight!? For once, why can't--ow!!" She hadn't noticed until it was too late that she had turned a little early, so instead of turning a corner, she had turned in to an alley, kept walking, and had eventually smacked her head on the wall in the back of said alley, causing pain to shoot through her forehead. "Ow ow ow ow ow, that really hurts," she moaned, clutching her forehead as she turned around, wincing. " F#!$ f#!$ f#!$--oh."

As she had stepped forward, she bumped into a soft body, which sent her back a bit. Opening her eyes, she saw five or six men in front of her, all wearing identical grins. "Um, excuse me, but I-I really need to get going right now, otherwise--"

"You cold, babe?" The man who seemed to be in charge stepped forward, his smile widening. Said smile sent shivers down her spine. It made her unconsciously step back.

"Y-yeah, j-j-just a little cold, but I'll be fine." Slowly, she moved her hand into her purse, reaching for her mace. 'If he comes any closer...'

"Why don't you come with us, then? We can, eh, help keep you warm." The men laughed at this, stepping closer to Maggie.

"No, no thank you," she replied, now searching frantically for the mace. Where the hell was it!? "I-if you'll just--"

"No, really, we can help." The man grabbed her roughly by the arm, pulling her into the middle of the group. "It'll be no problem."

"It'll be no problem to blow your head off if you touch my girl again, fragger." As all heads turned in the direction the deep voice came from, Maggie's expression went from frightened to elated.

"Jazz?...Wait, were you following me!? And you didn't even bother to pick me up?"

In the light coming from the emergency streetlight, the black man winked, his dreadlocks moving a bit as he nodded.

"Hey, I was jus' doin' my duty, Mags. 'Sides, you hate it when people follow you, right?"

Without warning, Jazz suddenly swung the hand holding the gun at the closest thug, knocking him out. All of them, including Maggie, were shocked at what he had just done. Nobody moved or spoke for a few moments; then, Maggie broke the silence.

"Jazz, if you can do that to everyone here, I'll think of a good reward for you."

!#$&()

A few weeks after the attack, Sam was having a hard time sleeping in one of the guest rooms of the Autobot base. No, he didn't have insomnia; that was Frenzy's problem. Caffeine was out of the question too, seeing as he had drank the last of it yesterday. No, the problem was who was in the room next to him. You see, the particular guest room that Sam was sleeping in happened to share a wall with Jazz's room, and tonight, loud moans and groans were coming through the wall.

Letting out a groan of his own, Sam slammed the pillow over his face, then sat up and banged on the wall. "Will you knock it off already!? Some of us are trying to sleep here!!!" But the noises didn't stop, most likely because the ones making said noises were too wrapped up in what they were doing to pay him much attention. "Dammit...oh no, no, no!!" Sam had good reason to shout that, seeing as there was a banging sound now mixing with the voices and shaking the wall. "No, no, no, no," moaned the teen, squeezing the pillow around his ears. "She's just giving his holo-form a massage, pretend it's just a massage, that's all it is..."


Ah, finally, the third chapter is out!! It's taken me forever, seeing as bowling practice has taken over my life right now, kind of like homework had done so last week. But, thankfully, it's going to be easier to relax and hopefully get on the computer so I can type out more chapters.

Sadly, though, I have bad news: I actually have some interesting classes this year, as well as teachers who have decided to put me towards the front of the rows, so no longer can I hide behind someone and pretend I'm taking notes. That, and for some strange reason, I've had some strange-but-hot "after Armada" scenes playing in my head, mostly consisting of Rad getting some strange disease that's only considered a disease because it is something unnatural (coughcoughRad'sreallyhornyallthetimesohornyit'sliterallypainfulcoughcough), and then Optimus getting a holoform, helping him out with his "little problem" b/c the Big Cheese-bot and Rad have had that little "I like you but I don't know that you like me" thing going on, and then they find out that the disease has made Rad able to have Transformer babies, and Optimus gets Rad pregnant, Starscream and Alexis get together, Megatron wants Rad, and Demolisher is still not that bright at times.

...man. Somebody should really write that, 'cause anytime I imagine those scenes, I can't concentrate enough to write them down. If anybody does write it, I will love them forever.

Anyhoo, guess I'll do some review answers.

flarey phoenix: Thanks for clearing that up!! 'Lot less confusing now...

Niteskye: #blushes# Awww, thanks...nobody's ever said that to me before...
...wait, Mission City's a real place? But flarey phoenix said it was made up...so confused...

seiya12: I'm trying to go as fast as possible!! Don't rush me so much!! ;3;

Azkadellia: What is it with everybody I know saying that Bumblebee is the hottest movie-verse Transformer there it!? Am I the only one who thinks Optimus Prime is the incarnation of a sex god!? (Heehee, if you're first for Bumblebee, then I'm first for Optimus!! Yay for mech-sexuals!!) And really, nobody knows what Transformer/human babies would be like...maybe they'd be cyborgs...maybe freaks of nature...maybe they'd be #gasp# TOO CUTE FOR WORDS!! #hugs random babies#

Nexmelody: Y'know, I've never had marzipan before...now I need to go buy me some...#accepts offering# Sweets are sweets...#chews#

And, last but not least, an answer to a review of chapter one, thanks to Niteskye: Wait, there was a "Transformers: Cybertron"? #looks up on Wikipedia# And it came out between '05-'06?...WHERE THE HELL WAS I DURING ALL OF THIS!? SOPHOMORE YEAR SHOULDN'T HAVE KILLED MY BRAIN THAT MUCH!!