Call Your Name-Daughtry(Pandora)
Jazz stares at the mech lying on the medical berth. The black and white Praxian lies still while Ratchet works on him. He took the brunt of the impact from the Decepticon's latest weapon, he might be dying to save him. Why would Prowl save him?
"Prowl," Jazz whispers as he sits in the medical bay, lights dim. "Prowl, I don't know if you can hear me. I'm sorry. You shouldn't have done that."
Prowl lies still on the berth.
"Prowl," Jazz's vents hitch. "I'm so sorry but we can't be anything more than friends."
"Are you coming, Jazz?" the red mech asks.
"Sure, Ironhide," Jazz leaves, the spark monitor slows and the spark stops.