Rated K, Mer!Verse. Wrote this one a bit ago, not so happy with it but I thought everyone else wouldn't mind it so much. I have a different version of this verse I'll post later on.

Jazz's systems slowly started to come back online and already he could tell something wasn't right. His sensors told him he was outside; the metal he lay on he knew was only located around the beaches, just a bit more secluded. Scanning his processor for the reasoning, his attention was brought to his last few minutes with some of his age mates before he was harshly pushed from the high ledge they were standing on to fall into the rust sea.

He could not swim, he'd known that, but it had been his secret that he was sure no one had known about. The look that his age mate had given him before pushing him told Jazz that he'd known of it though.

He hesitantly lit his visor before turning his helm to look to his side and quickly redirected his attention back to the sky. He was still a little too close to the rust sea for his taste, but he had to get up so he could distance himself from his current surroundings.

He leaned up, wincing at the feel of some damage to one of his legs. Touching the leg slightly to access the damage he came to the conclusion it wasn't as bad as it could be; it would be pit to walk on but he'd survive.

Jazz twitched at the sound of the waves lapping at the metal rock he was laid out over, when he suddenly realized there was no way he could have gotten onto the safe area without help. The waves continued to lap at the metal rock when his sensitive audials suddenly picked up the sound of a rush of water as something broke the surface.

Hesitantly Jazz looked over to where the sound came from to be face to face with another mech, resting on his arms just over the metal rock. They appeared normal until he noticed the odd fringe at the sides of the mech's helm and then the lack of armor over the handsome mech's frame. Bright red crowned the mech's helm and sharp orange optics stared into his more than likely scratched up visor.

Water dripped off of the other's frame and Jazz could feel his still young frame heating up. Jazz watched, as he looked to be inspecting Jazz's frame for any damages before speaking, "Are you okay?

Jazz felt his face flush at hearing the other's voice, as the tones seemed to wrap around his audials causing them to shudder minutely. He nodded not trusting his voice at the time.

The other hesitated before nodding and speaking again, "That's good…my name's Prowl and I brought you here."

Jazz took the moment to look around and found that they were hidden from just about everything; they were surrounded by the water while the metal rock Jazz lay on stretched out into a twisting path back to shore with other crystal and metalliplant growths shielding them from view.

"I'm Jazz….thank you." He flinched as the other moved to pull himself further onto the rock Jazz lay on and that's when Jazz's theory of the mech not being normal was revealed to be true when the part sharkticon mech slid more onto the rock to inspect Jazz's leg closer.

Jazz was scared; Prowl had said he'd brought him here, was there some hidden meaning behind that? Would he try to kill him? Or eat him?

His slight flinch back from the other did not go unnoticed as Prowl pulled away to give the other space, "I will not harm you; if I was to hurt you I would have done so when you were still helpless in the water."

Jazz relaxed at Prowl's words before letting him continue checking over his leg. He watched as Prowl poured an unknown substance over the wound and watched in awe as it closed up the gash that was visible on his protoform. It tingled slightly but it also had a relaxing feel to it and Jazz found himself purring lightly in happiness at the now lack of pain.

Prowl smiled softly as he moved to lie down next to Jazz to soak up some of the warm air before having to dip back into the water.

Jazz smiled before carefully lying back again. He wondered if Prowl came here a lot and if he wouldn't mind Jazz stopping by. It would give him somewhere to go after school and avoid his other age mates and maybe Prowl would teach him how to swim too.