A/N: Any one who has this story on their alerts are probably like " WHAT? How this girl write so fast?" And I will gladly answer that question…. I have no life… nope. None. Sad I know. But this also A make up thing because I probably wont update for awhile. A while meaning two or three days. My mom and dad are going out for new years and gave me permission to throw a party…. Now people are probably like "WHAT? Her parents gave their teenage daughter permission to throw a party?" Well they did… only thing is I only have two really close friends that will even come to my house…sooo yeaahh…. Eeessshh.

Ratchet worked quickly in his holoform to secure the small femmes chances of survival. It didn't help that the area he was working in was extremely close to her spark. "Slag it!" He yelled deactivating his holoform and moving to get more energon for another energon transfusion. "Jolt I need you to run and update Jazz. Tell him I have got her stabilized, but need him near to help stabilize her spark while I'm working on the area around it."

Jolt nodded and went to do as he was told. Ratchet grabbed a giant wrench on his way back to his patient. He glanced out the doorway and spotted Jolt staring at his other patient, Raine. "Thought so." He mumbled before cranking his arm back and launching the wrench with deadly accuracy. "I told you to run!" He yelled before hooking up the small energon bag.

Jazz was silently working on the data pad Prowl kindly provided him. "Jazz, I am only going to ask you once more, Please stop writing your reports in human slang. 'bustin a cap in his ass' is not acceptable for shooting a decepticon."

Jazz sighed. That was his fifth attempt at writing that report. "Buuttt Prroowwwlller, ah gotta do somethin' ta make tha report awesome!" At that moment the med bay doors opened.

"Ratchet Sparks is stable at the moment." Jolt told them causing Jazz to let out a huge sigh of relief. "But he says he needs you in there to help him stabilize her spark while he's working on the sensitive areas around it."

"Ah don-" Jazz was cut off by prowl.

"Non-negotiable, jasmine."

Jazz frowned. "Fine, but ah told ya not ta use tha name."

Jolt lead Jazz past a crying Raine, and guilt rushed through him again. He crouched down next to her and Carly. "The Lil' femme'll a'ight." He told her gently petting her with his digit.

"Jazz!" Jolt called for him follow. Jazz got up and followed Jolt into a side operation room.

"Good. Sit there." Ratchet's holoform instructed pointing at a cybertronian sized chair next to the small berth. "Now all I need you to do is send good emotions through your bond with her. Try to lend her some strength While I work. Start when I tell you." Ratchet continued his instructions.

Jazz sat down and looked at Sparks. She was laying on her shasis with a hole in the center of her back. Tiny sparks shooting away from the unattached wires.

"Only a pin sized hole made it all the way through the armor around her spark." Ratchet informed him. "Now if you would begin." He told Jazz, who began doing what he was instructed to.

"I am finished." Ratchet finally announced after a couple of hours. Jazz was exhausted.

"You should go get some recharge." Jolt suggested.

"Ah don think ah can."

"She should come online tomorrow, and Primus help me if you haven't recharged by then I will ban you from the med bay!" Ratchet threatened.

"Fine." Jazz mumbled walking out of the med bay.

"You look like an agitated sparkling."

Jazz was surprised to see Prowl sitting where he left him surrounded by data pads. Well he wasn't surprised about the data pad part.

"How is she?" He asked.

"Uh… Doc bot said she should wake up by tomarra." Jazz answered. Watching Prowl nod and begin to pack up the data pads. "Why are ya still here?" Jazz finally asked the question that was peaking his curiosity.

"Jazz, I can only pick up data pads so fast." Prowl answered.

"No, ah ment, why were ya working out 'ere?" He rephrased the question.

"Oh, I was worried about Sparks. She has grown on me, much like what humans would call a sister." Prowl answered still picking up data pads.

"She's got tha effect on mechs. Don she?"

"I suppose it's much like your ability to befriend any mech you meet." Prowl said picking up the last data pad, and sub spacing it.

::Jolt to Prowl::

::Yes::

::Please make sure Jazz gets some recharge. Ratchets orders::

::I see. I will make sure of it. Prowl out::

"It has come to my attention you are supposed to be recharging right now." Prowl confronted jazz.

"Heh. Yeah." Jazz mumbled as prowl began to escort him to his and sparks quarters.