No Phoenix in this chapter, I wanted to focus on Prowl and Jazz for a bit, but she'll be back next chapter, I promise! Thank you all for your support with this story, shout outs to autobotgirlforever, Bee4ever, , BIackrose13, Autobot 7 and Fandom Jumping Expert to reviewing and to everyone who has favourited/followed this story, I appreciate it!

With that said, I hope you enjoy this next chapter J

-AnAshBlackSword

Ratchet's POV

Ratchet went straight into his calm medic mode as he always did when lives were on the line. There would be time to kill Jazz later, but right now the medic could not afford to let his emotions get the better of him. Scanning both Phoenix and Prowl, he found that both were in critical condition and both were in high danger of offlining.

"Jolt, tend to Prowl." He'd have to attend Phoenix as he knew more about human biology than Jolt. He stayed in alt mode, but used his holoform to lift her into the back of it where he kept human medicine and supplies that were usually used for treating the nest time. He wished his apprentice, Mikaela was here. She would have been helpful in this situation.

Taking another scan, the medic found high traces of energon in Phoenix's bloodstream, which would explain for the various odd burns on her body, however he was unsure about how to remove it. To do that, he would have to remove her blood as well and she was already weak from blood loss. He would have to take her back to base and give her a blood transfusion, the only thing was, would she make it back to base? He'd have to pray to Primus that she did.

|| I'm taking her back to base. Bring back Prowl whenever you can move him. Comm me if there is any change in his condition, Jolt. || He announced over the public channel. There was an affirmation from Prime and Ratchet sped off, sirens blaring.

Jazz's POV

He watched as Ratchet drove off with his charge, spark torn between staying with Prowl or going after Phoenix. A hand rested on his shoulder and he turned to see Ironhide staring down at him with a knowing expression.

"Stay with Prowl, there's nothing you can do for her right now. Ratchet knows more about human biology than any of us." Ironhide said gruffly and Jazz sighed, accepting that he was right. Turning back to Jolt he asked the junior medic if he could do anything.

Jolt looked up, scanned Jazz and shook his head.

"Refuel and rest, I need to stabilise him before he is moved and you're in no condition to do anything right now." Prime took an energon cube out of subspace and handed it to Jazz, who downed it almost immediately. Now there was nothing to do but wait….

A few hours later, Prowl's POV

System rebooting…

Diagnosis: Impaired but functioning

Damage: Major

Scanners: Compromised

Energy Levels: 45%

Would you like to online?

Prowl did online, to what was obviously the new med bay of the Autobots. Jolt placed a hand on his shoulder, keeping him from getting up.

"Don't move, you might tear some of the welds open and your energy levels are still low." Prowl accepted this and stayed lying down on the medical berth. His optics looked around, it was bright in here, although he supposed that might be because he had been in the dark interior of the Decepticon Warship for Primus knows how long.

The human, Phoenix was being operated on by Ratchet's holoform and another human female that he supposed must be of Ratchet's apprentices. He noticed that Phoenix was rather small compared to him, and that she did not have 'colours' as cybertronians did, but rather an odd colour scheme consisting of many different colours that was not regular, like cybertronians either.

"Fraggit!" Ratchet growled as the monitors dropped again, showing that the human had offlined. A strange electronic device was used to shock Phoenix, and the monitors came alive again. His scanners were compromised, but part of the damage had been repaired and he was able to gain some information on Phoenix.

His brother's charge was fragile, in cybertronian terms. If stepped on, it would offline immediately, if shot by a cannon, it would offline immediately and basically, would offline with quite a lot of ease! It was fragile, and weak he decided and he could not think for the life of him why Jazz would take one of these creatures as his charge. They would almost certainly be offlined! Speaking of Jazz…

"Where is Jazz, Jolt?"

"Ratchet locked the med bay doors, he freaked out after the human offlined and you nearly did as well. He will be allowed in when both of you are stable." Jolt turned and picked up a painkiller, before injecting it into Prowl and then repairing some of the damage below his spark chamber. "I don't even know how to begin with some of your damage Prowl, all these wires are so fragged up. Most are missing and the ones that are there, are in the wrong place, connecting the most useless things!"

"Shockwave was has unfortunately developed an interest in bonds." Jolt nodded, understanding the implications of such a statement. "Will I be able to rebond with Jazz?"

"You can't feel him through your bond? At all?"

"No. I have not been able to feel anything for awhile, he is there and I know it….it's just.." Prowl was at a loss for words to explain. "I just can't talk to him, there's something preventing me from doing so."

"I'll ask Ratchet to take a look at your Spark Chamber when he has finished with the human sparkling." That caught Prowl's attention.

"It's a sparkling?"

"Technically, a youngling but we call Mikaela, the human helping Ratchet a youngling and it is younger than them. Bumblebee is 170 vorns, it's about the equivalent to being two vorns younger than that." Prowl felt sorrow, their war was now not only affecting sparklings and younglings of their species, but of other species too.

"War truly is unfair." He murmured. Jolt inclined his head and returned to untangling the wiring in Prowl's spark chamber. Prowl's thoughts drifted back to Jazz, and he wondered where his brother was.

Jazz's POV

He had been pacing since Ratchet had asked Sideswipe and Sunstreaker to remove him from the medbay. He meant it was for the best of both his brother and his charge, but that didn't mean he had to like it.

"Can you stop that already?" Sideswipe asked, exasperated with the constant back and forth of comrade.

"Ah'll stop when ah'm in that med bay, an' ah can see for mahself that they are alrigh'." Sideswipe opened his mouth to whine, but was stopped by a mental prod from Sunstreaker.

:: It's his brother and charge in their bro. You'd do the same if it were me. :: Sunstreaker told him and Sideswipe sighed and refrained from speaking. Ironhide and Prime were obviously discussing something on a private comm line and Jazz knew that it was probably about his punishment for having further contact with Phoenix when it had been strictly forbidden.

|| If ya are discussin' puttin' meh in the brig, can ya wait until I see them, an' ah'll go peacefully? || He commed both mechs.

|| I will agree to that Jazz, as long as you do go peacefully afterwards. Ironhide and I are discussing how to manage the humans when they find out about this. You have caused major complications for us, and they will only grow as you have taken this human as your charge. || Prime replied and Jazz shifted from foot to foot, a rather younglingish habit he had never grown out of. It reminded Prime how young some of his soldiers truly were, and he once again felt sorrow at how fast war had made some mechs grow up. Jazz was only around 200 vorns old, and Bumblebee was even younger.

|| Ah'm sorry Prime. Ah did what mah spark told meh to do. ||

|| I understand, but you will still be punished as such. ||

|| Ah would expect nothin' less. || Prime accepted Jazz's apology for what it was, an apology for the inconvenience and the consequences but not for contacting the human.

Jazz resumed his pacing, but them Jolt opened the med bay doors.

"You can see Prowl, he is stable. However, Ratchet has just taken your charge into the operating room with Mikaela."

"Alrigh'" Jazz followed Jolt to Prowl.

"Hey again Prowler, how are ya now?"

"My condition is improving." It was awkward not communicating with Prowl through the bond when his brother was right there. It was more than awkward, it was driving him nuts. Prowl seemed to catch on to this. "Shockwave has been … experimenting on my spark. I do not yet know the full extent of the damage." Jolt turned around, frustrated.

"I don't even know what half of this rearranging is for! It's so Primus slagging illogical, I barely know where to start without accidentally putting you in danger of offlining!" Jolt returned to his wiring box, looking for various parts he would need to attempt fixing Prowl.

"Will we be able to rebond?" Jazz asked him.

"I don't know." There was no way to respond to that statement. Jazz turned back to Prowl. "Don't you even dare to try Jazz, you might offline him." Jazz glared at Jolt's back. Fragging medic was apparently psychic too. Prowl smiled weakly at Jazz, and it almost broke his spark.

"Whatever happens, ya will always be mah brother Prowler."

"And you will always be mine." Another sparkbreaking smile. "It is illogical to not hope Jazz."

"Ah know, Prowler."

"Jazz?"

"Hmm?"

"Love you, bro."

"Love ya too, 'til all are one."

"'til all are one."