Protector pt IX

A/N: again many loving thanks to all the wonderful people the review and fave this loves to all I'm still in shock of how popular this story had gotten faints sorry for the long wait TT I was trying to make it longer and I think I did an ok job play's with fingers

The next morning, Kory woke feeling slightly better but not by much. Practically falling out of her bed, she got dressed in a pair of comfy black sweatpants and a light grey sleeveless. Running a hand through her chin length hair she grabbed the dark blue blanket from her bed and headed downstairs.

It was only when she entered the kitchen that she realized just how late she had slept in, it was almost 12 in the afternoon. Rummaging around in one of the cabinets she reached for a can of tomato soup but decided against it. My stomach probably can't handle something like that yet, she thought to herself sadly. She was really hungry and wanted nothing more then to indulge herself in a bowl of her favorite soup and a grilled cheese sandwich. Instead she decided on a package of saltine crackers and grabbed a bottle of Gingerale from the fridge.

Nestling herself into her midnight blue blanket, she had just picked up her spiral to start sketching when the doorbell rang. This caused her to almost scream in annoyance. The last thing she wanted was to be bothered. She debated whether or not to answer the door for a few seconds, but her conscience got the best of her. Getting to her feet she rested her head again the door.

"Who is it?" She asked, trying to keep the anger out of her voice.

"It's Ratchet," came a familiar voice. Sighing, Kory unlocked the door and let the medic in. Once Ratchet was inside, she closed the door and sat back down on the couch with her blanket.

"How do you feel?" Ratchet asked sitting beside her.

"A little better," she yawned as he scanned her body.

"You still have a slight fever," he said mostly to himself. Just as he was about to say something else the doorbell rang again. Grumbling in frustration, Kory was just about to get up and answer the door but Ratchet beat her to it.

"What in the name of Primus are you doing here?" Kory heard Ratchet ask.

"'Ey man you said I could come by," came a familiar voice's reply. Jazz? She thought as she turned around so she could see the door. Standing in front of Ratchet was a dark skinned man that stood a good foot shorter the medic, about 5'8". The newcomer craned his neck so he could see over Ratchet's shoulder and saw Kory.

"Sup Kory?" He said playfully she he shoved past the medic. The response he got from her was a large grin.

"Hey Jazz," she said still smiling as he sat down beside her. It was then that she got a good look at his hologram. His hair was short and slightly curly and he had on a pair of slightly form fitting dark blue jeans and a white muscle t-shirt. He had a diamond stud earring in his right ear and had on a pair of polarized sunglasses, hiding his deep brown eyes.

"Jazz," Ratchet said in a slightly irritated tone. "I told you that I would call you when you could visit."

"I got bored," the second in command replied as he draped an arm around Kory's shoulders in a brotherly way. The medic sighed and rolled his eyes at this as he continued his check up.

When Ratchet was satisfied with the thoroughness of his exam, about 15 minutes later, he got ready to leave.

"Jazz, Kory needs her rest," he said looking down at the second in command, which had a sleeping Kory in his arms.

"I think she's don' just fine like this," he replied with a grin. Ratchet frowned but he had to admit, Kory was sleeping soundly and showed no signs of waking soon. Reluctantly, Ratchet let Jazz stay with the young woman.

Several hours after he had left, Ironhide pulled up. He saw that Jazz was there and figured that the two of them were playing a game of some sort. What he didn't expect to see was Kory asleep in an also sleeping Jazz's arms. Before the arms specialist knew what he was doing he had Jazz by the collar of his shirt and was lifting him off the couch. Needless to say this woke Jazz up instantly.

"The hell?!" Jazz shouted when he realized it was Ironhide that had a death grip on him. Once Kory's eyes focused she realized that Ironhide looked like he was about to beat the shit out of Jazz.

"IRONHIDE STOP IT!" She yelled in a hoarse voice, grabbing onto one of his muscular arms. The taller hologram released Jazz and let him fall to the floor.

"Wha the hell was that all about?!" Jazz yelled at his comrade in their native tongue as he pushed himself to his feet. The black haired hologram glared back at the shorter one angrily.

"Stay away from her," Ironhide growled. Jazz furrowed his brow in confusion, but then understood. He thought that he was trying to steal Kory from him. Jazz laughed slightly and shook his head.

"Dude, I see Kory as a best friend. Nothin' more," the second in command answered calmly. "Besides, she only has eyes for you." He added, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips at Ironhide's faint blush. Kory was extremely confused. First Ironhide was about to beat the living day-lights out of Jazz, and now he was blushing.

"Uh, guys what just happened?" Kory asked a bit hesitantly. Jazz smiled as he rested a hand on her shoulder.

"Nothin' to worry 'bout Kory, just a misunderstandin'," Jazz said as he made his way to the door. Just before he left, he turned and looked at Ironhide over his shoulder.

"Tell her," then he was gone.

A/N: Yay! End of shitty chapter XD claps ok I have several ideas bouncing around in my empty skull for the next few chapters…I'm thinking either confessions or kidnapping…or maybe both I dunno. Tell me what you think! Don't make me beg TT