A/N: I own nothing, sadly.
"Speaking"
'Thoughts'
"Radio Speak"
24. Jazz
Rad frowned when he heard that voice from the damn speak in his head like an echoing reminder of all the strange-even for him-things that had been happening to him ever since the Mission City battle. 'Spark...life...spark.'
He hefted a recharging Frost to his chest, his baby rattle in the sparkling's grip. He had been rather disappointed when his mother had left immediately after going with him to the High School.
He wandered through the halls until he came to a room and the voice grew stronger and more insistent, even to the point where he felt the energy flare from inside. He ignored the sign on the door-after all, he when did he ever bother with reading human labels?-and went into find-to his surprise-the remaining shard of the Allspark. 'So this is where it is.' he thought.
Rad placed a hand on the shard and froze for a brief second as a swell of energy came to him, this time from another area, like a homing beacon. A small silver broke off cleanly from the shard and fell right into Rad's hand. This caused him to raise a brow before shrugging his shoulders and following the new energy to the back of Ratchet's crude Med Bay.
What he found surprised him.
'Jazz.' Rad thought and the initial meeting with the Autobot's came back to him. He also felt that the energy was coming from the torn up mech and edged closer to him, Frost securely in his arms.
Rad looked at the point where the energy seemed to emit from and tossed the silver of the shard up into the plating, and watched in awe as he saw a faint blue glow emit from the chest plate and spread out thorugh the two halves.
The dulled visor suddenly turned blue. "Wha...? What hit meh?"
"Jazz?" Rad questioned not believing his eyes. "You're back."
"Of course I'm...what did you say Rad? I'm back from what?" Jazz asked in confusion before seeing that he was missing the bottom half of himself. "Seriously, what the slag hit meh? Last thing remember is taking on Megatron."
"Well..." Rad told the newly revived about the Mission City fight and how it played out. "...and then I tossed the shard into you and now you're back." he finished.
Jazz looked at him awestruck. "Primus, I owe you one Rad." he looked at the sparkling and smiled. "Least he's okay. What's da the mechlet's name anyway? Never did mention it."
"His name is Frost." Rad replied. "I was going to name him Scout, but that made me think of Bumblebee for some reason. And Frost just seemed to fit."
Jazz chuckled. "You should know dat 'Bee's a scout. So that's why ya probably thought of him."
Rad snickered. "That is appropriate seeing as when I had been tracking Bumblebee, he also managed to give me the slip everytime. He is a worthy oppenent, don't tell him I said that though."
Jazz merely smiled again. "Ya know Rad, ya alright."
Frost stirred and chirped at Jazz, and Jazz warbled back, making Rad smile and he heard the stopping of footsteps. Looking over at the entrance and saw a shell-shocked looking Ratchet. "Hello Ratchet." he said conversationally.
"Rad, why does it look like you're talking to Jazz?" The medic questioned.
"Because it is." Rad answered simply.
"Why so shocked Ratch? Can't a 'Bot come back from the Matrix without being stared at like a ghost?" Jazz grumbled good-naturedly.
Ratchet shook his helmand gave them a look. "Explain."
Rad sighed and went over how he found the shard and brought back Jazz with it.
Ratchet again shook his helm and let out an exasperated sigh. "First you show up with a sparkling. Then you revive Jazz. Next you're gonna tell me you met Primus."
Rad thought back to the dream he had on his birthday. "Actually..."
Ratchet held up a hand. "Don't answer that, I don't think my logic chips could take it."