Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. Be glad that I don't.

Note: I only kind of know where this story was supposed to be going. 1) Save Jazz. 2) SPOILER. . . so yeah. . . there's really no structure or guideline for continuing this particular fiction but I promised myself I'd finish it. Because I hate when Authors abandon their stories for whatever reasons and I don't want to be that kind of author. Nope. So here I am, years later, trying my hardest to pull this together somehow that doesn't make me cringe terribly as I try to get you readers a finished product. It shocks me that I even have readers for this. Some new ones too, Ya'll must be lucky not having that year long break inbetween chapters, instead ya'll might be getting some regular updates. I can't promise certain lengths either. I'm just tryinng to blindly finish this story for you guys. . . so some chapters will be long. Some will be short.

Song: Lucky by Jason Mraz&Colbie Caillet

Chapter 12

I woke up feeling confused and tired. I brushed a finger lightly over my lips in remembrance of last night. Damnit Sunny. I glanced at my phone guiltily. Sure enough the notification light was blinking in an attempt to get my attention. Shit . Missed text from Miles.

Miles: Hey beautiful. Hope your weekends going well.

I chewed nervously on my bottom lip. School was tomorrow so I definitely needed to be back on campus to finish my weekend homework. I sighed, rubbing my eyes tiredly as I climbed out of bed. I followed the smell of coffee to the kitchen where Sarah was dicing up some fruit. She offered me a gentle smile before gesturing out the window.

"Sunstreaker must've left sometime last night. I think the silver corvette is Sideswipe, his twin. Will says they're usually in trouble for their pranks." She informed me and I frowned before heading outside to confront the silver car.

"Where's Sunstreaker?" I asked, hands on hips. The passenger door popped open and I climbed inside.

"Hello. Miss. Summers. I'm Sideswipe, twin to Sunstreaker. I'll be taking up Sunstreaker's bodyguard role for the current time being. Sunny's undercover as me, I've been benched because of an injury. So while I rest, I'll be watching over you. Let me know when you want to head back to the campus." He sounded like Sunny but different. He was more mellowed out than Sunny.

"Alright. Well. . . It's Vivian by the way."

"of course. You may call me Sides for short," he said pleasantly and I felt a smile pulling at my lips.

"Sure thing. . . Let me get my stuff and then we can go." I informed him and got out. I headed back inside where Sarah was placing fruit in a Ziploc bag and she'd set out a disposable cup for coffee for me. "You're a lifesaver." I told her and she smiled at me as I doctored the coffee until it was sweet enough for me to drink.

"Feel free to come back anytime you need to escape the stress of college," she told me before I collected my stuff from the guest room. I grabbed my coffee and fruit, accepting a hug from Sarah before I headed back outside to Sideswipe.

"I'm not as vain as my brother. So you can drink and eat inside. I just ask that you try not to make a mess."

"Sweet." I said climbing in and carefully depositing my coffee into the cup holder. The atmosphere felt different than with Sunny. Well, last night was definitely different but I meant my day to day with Sunstreaker. I buckled in and munched on some fruit. Sideswipe's holoform fizzled into view on the driver side looking very much like Sunstreaker except he was more relaxed and a genuine easy going smile on his lips. Sunstreaker was all aggression and tension. "So, you and Sunny-" He laughed loudly cutting me off.

"Don't let him hear you referring to him as that," he warned me, fiddling with the radio controls as he drove. Soft country drifted in before he settled on an alternative rock station.

"I try," I said, sipping my coffee," It just slips out sometimes." He nodded, fingers tapping in time to the music against the steering wheel. "So you two are twins. How's that work?"

"Ah. Well Sunny," and here he winked cheekily at me," and I were one spark that split into two. You might notice Sunny's got some serious berserker rage. Me, I'm a little ray of happy sunshine. See. I experience anger through Sunstreaker and he experiences happiness through me. Like I can get mad, sure, but it's not as true as Sunny's." He glanced at me as if checking to make sure I was paying attention. Then he stole some of my fruit, popping a piece into his mouth. Some juice dribbled down his chin and he swiped it up with his thumb, suckling the juice off.

"So. . . You guys experience each other's emotions?" I asked with a slight wince. Sideswipe blinked innocently at me, before coyishly grinning.

"Oh yeah. We're definitely aware of what the others experiencing at any given time." He said and waggled his eyebrows at me. I flushed red and looked out the window.

"Right. Well okay." I said and cleared my throat.

"Don't worry. I won't be trying to seduce you. I'm not interested in human to bot relationships and I'm holding out for a special mech or femme in the future." He told me with a mischievous smirk. Well, that was one less worry.

"So what's Sunny got planned?" I asked and Sideswipe shrugged.

"Who really knows what his grand scheme in things is," Sideswipe replied with an easy going smirk. I gave him a suspicious look, not buying that he didn't know what his twin was up to. These two were the supposed master of pranks, and I doubted they could keep any secrets from each other. I also saw this as Sunstreaker avoiding me after I let him down last night. It was just too convenient a switch for these two. I was quiet for a bit as Sideswipe started fiddling with the radio stations again.

Do you hear me, I'm talking to you

Across the water across the deep blue ocean

Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying

"Oh, I like this song," I spoke up suddenly and Sideswipe's hand stilled on the radio knobs. He threw me a quick smile before returning his hands to the steering wheel. "You don't mind if I sing?"

"Go ahead," He encouraged, and seemed to relax further into his seat. I cleared my throat before beginning.

Boy, I hear you in my dreams

I feel your whisper across the sea

I keep you with me in my heart

You make it easier when life gets hard

I was really getting into it when a new voice joined mine and startled the hell out of me. Sideswipe was actually singing, and he was pretty damn good at it too. I stared openly at him, and he winked sauceily at me as he continued singing, unperturbed.

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes

Waiting for a love like this

Every time we say goodbye

I wish we had one more kiss

I'll wait for you, I promise you, I will

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

Lucky we're in love in every way

Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed

Lucky to be coming home someday

I grew silent for the next bit, turned half way in my seat to really watch Sideswipe as he sang along to the radio. I never would have pegged him for a singer, and I honestly don't know where that came from. Maybe because Sunstreaker didn't ever sing along. They'd never given me any inclination that they were bad singers, or that they were good at it. I wondered if all the robots were good singers, didn't they have the auto-tune technology? Was Sideswipe technically cheating or was this all him.

And so I'm sailing through the sea

To an island where we'll meet

You'll hear the music fill the air

I'll put a flower in your hair

I traded back out with Sideswipe for the next verse but I still had questions, even as he bobbed his head along in time to the music. What if this was really him? Did that mean Sunstreaker could sing too but just chose not to? Was Sideswipe just humoring me?

Though the breezes through the trees

Move so pretty you're all I see

As the world keeps spinning round

You hold me right here right now

Sideswipe's voice rejoined mine with its silky smooth overture and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face at the absolute joy that was music. It truely was the language of the soul.

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

Lucky we're in love in every way

Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed

Lucky to be coming home someday

Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

The song ended and I cheesily applauded Sideswipe. I stayed turned in my seat as I regarded him, then I punched him lightly in the shoulder. He pouted, rubbing his arm and pretended it hurt.

"I didn't know you could sing," I blurted out and he smirked.

"I can do a lot of things you don't know about," He remarked in his smooth tenor and he had the audacity to wink at me almost knowingly. I flushed and smacked his arm in return.

"Sides, knock it off. You promised," I said with a little pout that was hard to keep in place because I was full of joy. "But seriously, you sounded amazing."

"Hah, You wanna hear amazing? You should've heard Jazz. Now there's a mech with pure talent," Sideswipe informed me and I frowned slightly. Jazz. Right. The one they all seemed to believe I could save. A casual stroke of a back of a hand against my cheek pulled me back into reality. "Don't be sad. Jazz wouldn't like it if musicians were sad. Keep that happy bubble from earlier and don't dwell on the bad. . . You'll figure it out." Sideswipe seemed to guess what was on my mind.

"Sides. . . I don't know how to save him," I whispered, tears beginning to well up in my eyes. "And it scares me how much is riding on me finding some magic cure all for bringing him back." I sniffed loudly even as Sideswipe brushed away a stray tear.

"Well, you might not know now. . . and that's perfectly okay. You're trying and that's what matters. . . and Vivian?" He questioned and I gave him my complete attention. "It's okay not to know and its okay to ask for help. . . Optimus thinks you're key to saving Jazz's spark. . . And guess what?" He smirked at that," I believe in you too." He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "So buckle up, buttercup, the rides just beginning and you're in for the long haul."