Jazz sat beside Prowl's berth.
'This is just great! First Sunbeam now Prowl. What else could go wrong?' he thought. Meister walked over and set his hand on Jazz's shoulder.
"Your mate's goin' ta be a' right Jazz." Jazz looked worriedly up at his dad, who sat next to him.
"Don't ya remember? When yer mom...carried that spark. She passed out several times."
"Just one too many and it killed the spark. I never again got the chance to be a big brother."
"Jus' wait. He'll boot back up soon. I love ya."
"Love ya too dad." Jazz hugged his dad and laid his head on his dad's chest. He needed to be comforted too sometimes. After a few minutes, Meister kissed Jazz's helm and hugged his shoulders.
"Don't stress yerself."
"A'right dad. Do you think you can ask Melody to come in here? I wanted to ask her a few things."
"A'right Jazz." He walked out of the room without another word and a few minutes later the blue and maroon femme came in and smiled at Jazz.
"How's he Jazz?"
"Fine. Ratchet and Echo said that he just simply overheated and fainted."
"I did that a few times when I was sparked with him actually, and my mother with me. I guess it runs in our code line." Jazz pursed his lip plates together.
"Meister said you wanted to ask me some questions. What about?"
"About Prowl. There's a few things that he won't tell me that seem important. So I thought that I'd ask you."
"What has he not told you?"
"For starters why he wears his visor. I was able to get him to take it off twice in the almost 12 years I've been bonded to him. Why does he wear it? He has the most beautiful optics I've ever seen." Melody looked at him and a gentle smile shown on her aged features.
"He does have beautiful optics. He started wearing that visor after he figured out that Sunbeam looked exactly like him. He always thought his father ran away because he didn't want him and that he looked exactly like his father. I guess now he's so used to wearing it he prefers to keep it on."
"A'right. There's a few more things."
"Ok. I can probably answer Prowl's habits."
Prowl stood up and started to put his armor back on with the help of Jazz.
"Maybe you need to rest. Ya scared all of us badly. Maybe all the stress from raising the twins, your dad being shot, and the small spark is putting too much stress on ya. You need to rest. If Ratchet were here he'd agree with me." Jazz put Prowl's boosters on his back and then wrapped his arms around Prowl's thin waist.
"I don't have any time to rest Jazz."
"Then at least you need to slow down your pace, babe." The white cyberninja rested his head on Prowl's shoulder and sighed. Prowl's servos came to rest upon Jazz's larger, white, Jazz started singing a Cybertronian song softly and this made Prowl relax onto Jazz's hold on his waist.
Cytain walked in and Jazz was holding Prowl in his arms, singing the old Cybertronian song softly. Prowl seemed to be mumbling something that sounded like, "I love you Jazz, but you're a pain in the aft."
"You're one too Mr. lone wolf," Jazz nipped at the wires on Prowl's neck with his dentals. Cytain decided to come back later...
Cyria sat in Smokescreen's lap recharging. Cytain walked in back in and ran over to Bluestreak.
"Hey little dude, is your mama doing better?"
"Yeah, mama's doing better, uncle Blue."
"Good." Bluestreak pulled Cytain into his lap and Cytain eventually fell into recharge.
Prowl woke up and was in his and Jazz's berth on Earth. Jazz was beside him recharging and holding a pillow in his arms.
"Jazz? Jazz, wake up." The white cyberninja opened his blue optics and they looked up at him.
"Your visor's off."
"So is yours, beautiful." Prowl reached up and felt his face that would normally be hidden by his visor.
"You're optics are so beautiful."
"Shut up Jazz, where did you put my visor?"
"Here, Mr. Hormonal." Jazz handed him his visor and kissed him.
"Pain in the aft."
"Lone wolf."
"Shut up!"
"Ok, Prowlie."
"Jazz!" Prowl smacked Jazz across the face.
"Boy, mech! You've got attitude today." Jazz pulled Prowl's head to his in a hard kiss. Prowl grunted and tried to pull away. Jazz rubbed Prowl's interface cover and made him moan in the kiss. The black and gold mech finally pulled away and growled, baring his fangs slightly.
"I hate you sometimes! I needed to stay on Cybertron with my dad! He's on his deathbed!"
"I know! But you needed REST! I don't want what happened to my mom to happen to you!" The anger in Prowl's voice fled as he spoke, "What happened to your mom?"
"She lost a spark. My little sister that never got a chance at life." Tears fled down Jazz's cheeks.
"Jazz...I didn't know. I'm so sorry." Prowl leaned down and kissed the tears from his mate's cheeks.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped. It's just...You know I don't like it when you take off my visor. I don't like showing my optics." Prowl grabbed his abdomen like it hurt and Jazz automatically knew what was wrong.
"I know," Jazz sat up and kissed the seam of Prowl's spark chamber, then his stomach.
"I'm sorry, little spark." Jazz stroked Prowl's belly and kissed it gently every now and then.
"I'm sorry to you too Prowler." He looked up and pulled Prowl to his chest.
"We need recharge. We're going o have to take care of Cytain and Cyria tomorrow."
"All right." Prowl laid his head on Jazz's chest and they fell into recharge once again.