Sorry about uploading chapter 9 twice everyone. here is the proper chapter 10, enjoy.

Chapter Ten

A couple of weeks had past since Sam, accidentally, frazzled Red Alert with her 'helpfulness' and 'solution' to their 'problem'. She now stood in the living room of her home looking at the person in front of her in shock, then anger set in.

"What do you mean you don't do long distance relationships?"

"Exactly what I said. I'm going to an entirely different country, Sam. It's not like we can just suddenly decide to meet during lunch one day." Lee said getting annoyed.

"It's called a phone, Lee." Sam said sarcastically.

"You really think a phone call once or twice a week, maybe even a month between is going to be enough?" now thoroughly annoyed.

"I…" Sam lowered her head in defeat realising he was right.

"It'll only make things harder for the both of us." Lee continued his voice softening. He went to hug her seeing the sadness in her posture. He went to hug her only to have her say, "Please leave." Her voice soft on the verge of crying. "But…"

"Please." Her voice now taking on a pleading tone.

Lee sighed and started towards the door taking one last look at the woman he loved, well aware that he had just broke her heart. "I never meant to hurt you." He said and walked out.

Upon hearing the door close Sam ran to her room, throwing herself on her bed and began crying. Why was it that all her relationships lately turned sour? First Jay, then Sunstreaker and Sideswipe and now Lee. Why did life hate her so? What had she done to deserve this 'treatment'?
The more she thought about it, the more she realised that it wasn't Sideswipe that 'hated' her but Sunstreaker. The only thing 'wrong' with Sideswipe was that he thought she loved his brother more than him. She sniffed realising how stupid she'd been in thinking that Sides didn't want her, but was it too late to fix that mistake? Would he take her back after all this time, after the way she'd treated him?
She sat up and looked towards the window a few tears still falling down her face. Well, there's only one way to find out.

"Come on, Prowl. I promise not ta give it ta anyone else. I just want ta…" Jazz began.

"Jazz, I have told you. I will not give you Sam's place of residence. She has requested that I give to no one, and I shall honour that request." Prowl repeated for the second time.

"Not even if it means things will return ta normal." Jazz said a slight humorous tone in his voice.

Prowl put down his data pad and looked at the Porsche, optics narrowing slightly.
"Define 'normal', Jazz."

Jazz was about to answer when the door opened, Sideswipe ran in and hugged the saboteur while saying "You're the best, Jazz." And ran back out.
Both mechs looked the closed door in both shock and surprise at what just happened. Suddenly a tiny smirk appeared on Prowl's face.

"Do you call that 'normal'?" he asked sounding slightly amused.

Gradually Jazz turned to the Datsun confusion now on his face. "But…I didn' do anythin'…yet."

"Evidently Sideswipe thinks you have." The amusement becoming a little clearer in the tactician's voice. "Now would you please get out of my office before Sunstreaker does a repeat performance and my CPU crashes." Returning to his data pad.

Jazz couldn't help but chuckle, "I think we'd both need a trip ta the med bay if that happened." He joked as he headed out.
He was still thinking Sideswipe's words through when he heard his name called, he turned and saw Sunstreaker walking towards him. Maybe I should start headin' ta the med bay now. He thought as the yellow warrior walked up to him.

"What did you say to Sam?"

"Sam?" Jazz was rarely confused since he liked to know everything that went on, but this entire thing had him totally stumped. Sunstreaker was annoyed, which wasn't unusual for him, but he seemed more annoyed than usual and what's more that annoyance was aimed at him. Sideswipe was so happy that he had seeked him out, hugged him and told him he was the best.
"I haven' seen…"

"Don't give me that, Jazz. You said something to her, which made her go and talk to Sides and now she's forgiven him for what happened…" Sunstreaker began.
Jazz raised an optic ridge behind his visor, he was going to need a cube of high grade after this... "They're back together and she still hates me. Care to explain why that is?" okay make that a couple of cubes of high grade.
"Sunstreaker, I don' know whatcha talkin' 'bout. I haven't spoken to Sam since she sorted the problem with Red Alert." He then walked off.