After the battle between the Autobots and the Decepticons Jazz wasn't himself. He's been mobbing around the base doing nothing but work, even when Blaster invited him to a consort he said no. After that everyone in the base knew that their down-to-earth bot needed help.

Jazz was sitting in the rec-room slowly drinking his energon. Prowl, with the twins be hide him, entered the rec-room and went straight for Jazz. "Jazz, come on you gotta cheer up."

"Yea, it's not right when you act like Prowl. It's bad enough we have one, the last thing we need is to have two of him." Prowl shoot a glare at both the twins.

"Jazz we came to tell you that Perceptor, Wheeljack and Ratchet are getting closer to solving the secrets of the machine." Jazz just looked up at his buddy, not really showing and emotions.

"That's good news but I got to say hearing it for the 10th time doesn't really add up to anything good." Jazz stood up and left the rec-room. No one had ever seen him this upset before not even Prowl, his oldest friend. Everyone in the base was starting to loss hope on him ever being the upbeat bot he once was even Prowl was starting to give in.