This is my first Jazz oc story! I hope you guys like it! Please forgive me with his accent...I'm still trying to find the perfect balance.

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I DO own Celestial Jazmine Jackson and her cat Minty...and the plot.

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GuardianGirl24: Don't we all? She'll bounce back hopefully. I hope you like this chapter.

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Normal Pov

Flashback

My uncle was having one of his usual parties. I stayed in my room the whole night, you know to avoid people and to generally stay out of the way. I had only gone out to get a drink. That's all I wanted, a drink.

Slime: "Ooooh hey baby whatz yer name?"

He smelt of alcohol, and his speech was begging to slur. I tried to get away but I couldn't escape his groping. He followed me back to my room and pushed the door open as I tried to slam it shut and lock it. He was giggling as I tried to push him out. Well I had the misfortune of making him spill his drink all over himself. He instantly got angry with me.

Slime: "Eyyyy! You clean dat upz!"

Me: "No way! You made the mess. You clean it!"

I had just turned 12. I was just begging to go through puberty, I didn't know what alcohol did to some people. Let alone that it could make people angry. So I responded like any normal 12 year old would. I told him that it was his fault.

Slime: "I said clean dat up!"

Me: "And I said, do it yourself!"

Slime: "Clean dat up or else!"

Me: "Or else what?! You're in my house fucker!"

Slime: "This aint yo house…yo uncles house."

Me: "Still doesn't change the fact."

He got angry so quickly, I didn't see it coming. He struck me so hard that I spun in place. By now a crowed was filing into the hallway, eagerly watching as he pummeled me to the ground in his drunken stupor.

Slime: "You tink (hiccup) dat you some big bad bitch? Well I'm gonna make you mine."

I was still in a slight daze from his blows, I had barley began to snap out of it when he started hiking up my skirt. I fought, I kicked and screamed and clawed at his face. Anything to make him stop. But it was no use, he unzipped his pants and he forced himself on me. It hurt, like no pain I had ever felt before. He kept calling me his bitch, saying that I was a woman now that I was to pleasure him whenever he pleased. When he was through with me, I got up tears streaming down my cheeks, and made for the door. I'd seen Law and Order SVU I knew that I couldn't shower. Not if I didn't want him caught for what he did. But before I could get too far, someone grabbed me from behind and drug me to the bathroom. This guy raped me too, and then he forced me naked into the shower, where he washed any of the evidence from my body.

I had gotten to school late the next day, I had stopped by the police who took me to a hospital where I made my claim. However when I did get to school, kids were waiting for me. I tried to run but one tackled me to the ground. They beat the living shit out of me for telling. They were members of my uncle's gang, he told them to teach me a lesson. He made sure that my evidence went to a crooked cop so it would never see the lights of a courtroom. He made me submit myself to my rapists again and again whenever they wanted for 8 years.

End flashback

Me: "The only way I escaped was by hiding, I would work long hours, stay after school as long as I could so I wouldn't come home to him sober so he couldn't drag me over to their houses."

Jazz and Mikaela were silent. Probably out of shock. I don't like to talk about my abusive life a lot. Could you blame me? Seriously, my uncle kept me under his thumb because he knew that I was his ticket to money and to favors from other gang members.

Mikaela: "I, I don't even know where to begin. I'm so sorry that you had to deal with that."

Jazz: "Is that why ya were in Nevada?"

Me: "Yeah. My teachers helped me escape. They let me take my finals a month early so I could leave. I got my job at the stadium and roomed with these super cool nerds in exchange for rent and help with their summer cos plays."

Jazz: "And I got ya sent to the hospital. Ya were still a minor…so they musta called him."

Me: "No. Believe it or not, he put a reward on my head and these goons grabbed me on my way home from work one day. They took me to the police and they called him. You can guess the rest from there."

I mumbled as I scratched behind Minty's ears making him purr. Jazz sat down next to me, a look of pure guilt on his face. He must either think that it's all his fault or he just generally feels guilty about what happened.

Jazz: "And the cops never helped ya?"

Me: "Nope, a lot of L.A.P.D are corrupt. So it was a matter of making sure the ones who were worked on my case."

Mikaela: "Well, since you're under the protection of the government, maybe we could finally nail them."

Me: "We?"

Mikaela: "We're here for you. My dad wasn't exactly a saint either. But they worked it out."

Jazz: "And I'd like to pay him a visit. I'm sure the rest o' the bots would too."

Mikaela: "Jazz, you guys aren't allowed to hurt humans. Isn't like you're golden rule?"

Jazz: "Yeah, but I think we can make an exception."

Me: "Leave him. It's not worth the time. Just promise me this?"

Jazz: "Name it."

Me: "When we go back to get my stuff, you guys will protect me."

Jazz: "That's my job. I won't let anyone hurt ya."

I smiled gently at that. It's nice to know that someone's here for me, well besides Minty. Speaking of which apparently he must like Jazz cause he has no problem rubbing on him.

Jazz: "Uh, should I be 'larmed? He's ya know-"

Minty: "Meew."

He lept onto Jazz's head and curled up on him. Oh God, how cute.

Me: "No, that just means that he loves and trusts you. Minty, c'mere I know you wanna give Jazz cuddles but at least ask before you leap onto his head."

I pretended to scold. Minty simply gave me a look of "Hey! I liked that warm head!" before he left my arms and curled up on Jazz's lap purring. Jazz simply chuckled before he began to rub Minty's back making his purr lower in pitch. He must really like Jazz.

Knock knock knock

Me: "Enter the Celestial universe!"

Jazz: "Ha!"

Mikaela: "(Snicker) Very clever."

Me: "I know, it's the only fun I get to have with my name."

I giggled as Sam, Leo and who I think is Ratchet entered my room. Minty immediately arched his back and started growling angrily at them. Huh that's….ohhhhh. You know what, I think he's angry at Ratchet. Sam and Leo froze when they saw him, Ratchet on the other hand kept entering the room as Minty began to hiss angrily at him.

Me: "As a general rule, I'd stop if I were you Ratchet. Less you want my attack cat to maul you."

Ratchet: "I see that you have settled in well. Your feline is healthy, and it is now up to date on its vaccinations. I would recommend feeding it cat food, and he will also require a bath at least once every month if not every other month."

Minty: "Hiss! Merrrrrroowrrrr."

Me: "Easy Mint. I'm sure he meant well. Thanks Ratchet. Oh…sorry about freaking out earlier by the way."

I said as I felt tingly all over. That's unnerving.

Ratchet: "Not to worry. You seem to be healing well, though your heart rate is elevated. Are you feeling well?"

Me: "Umm. Well…."

Jazz: "I'll tell ya later. I think we should pick up her stuff tomorrow or the day after."

Ratchet: "Alright, well I'll hold you to it. Since you seem to be in need of refueling and since my scans show that you seem to be alright, I'll leave you to go to dinner.

Me: "Thanks."

I mumbled as I put Minty down on the bed, only for him to re-attach himself to Jazz.

Me: "Minty! Leggo of him! Sorry Jazz!"

Jazz: "Heh, I don mind. He's all soft and fuzzy and cuddly…nobody repeat that!"

I couldn't help but smile at him as he tried to put on the tough guy guise, he's not fooling anyone. So dinner was nice, pretty chill, steak, potatoes and broccoli. Sam complained about being treated like a toddler when Bee reminded him that he had not once touched the afore mentioned greens. So long as they don't keep me from chocolate I see nothing wrong with eating healthy.

After that I went back to my room and crashed. I was out cold and it felt nice…that is until someone poked my cheek.

Me: "Why?"

Jazz: "C'mon! Rise n' shine! Time to get ya stuff!"

Me: "Jazz? The fuck man? It's nearly the ass crack of dawn!"

Jazz: "None o' that! Up we go! C'mon!"

Me: "Jazz, because you're nice I'll say it nicely; please leave me to sleep and return at a Godlier hour. Good night."

Jazz: "Uh unnhhh! The others are waitn for ya….don make me use the cold water on ya."

He's bluffing, or perhaps he has a death wish, whatever it is he'll pay if he's that stupid.

Me: "I'm warning you, try something stupid like that and you'll regret it. Now go away."

Clank.

He better not. He wouldn't, he's smarter…right? Uggggghhhhhhhhhh! Better open an eye to check…OH SHIT HE'S-

SPLASH!

Me: "AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

Jazz: "Nothin, the net says this is effective, Will and Epps say it's a good strategy too."

Me: "STATEGY?! REALLY?! YOU'D DROP A BUCKET OF FRIGED WATER ON A GIRL WITH FREAKIN CRAMPS BECAUSE IT'S A GOOD STRATEGY?!"

I shrilled as I jumped out of the bed, ah good, a lamp. I can smack some common sense into him with this. His eyes well what of them I could see (Damn sunglasses) grew wider, good he should be alarmed. I lunged for him, only for the door to open revealing a very chipper looking Epps. Cheeky motherfu….

Epps: "Good to hear you…wow, didn't know you'd actually do it Jazz. Well on the Brightside, all you need is some soap and you've already showered."

Me: "Both of you, unless you want to lose your ability to bear children…out."

Jazz: "Bu-"

Me: "OUT! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY ROOM NOW!"

I screamed as I swung my lamp around angrily. Epps just pulled Jazz out of the room leaving me alone with a soaking wet bed and my fury. I made sure, to take a long as hell shower, I was cold now I'm not, hmm what to wear what to wear….Oh I dunno, let me take an ass load of time deciding. That's what they get, piss me off on a normal day, and we'd be cool in like three minutes. Not today. When I'm on my period I get sinister and malicious. After a carefully measured 2 hours I stepped out of my room with my bag, ready to go, oh but I still haven't had breakfast!"

Epps: "Finally! Hey?! Where you going?!"

Me: "To get breakfast! Duh!"

I said as I passed a smirking Mikaela, she knows what's up.

Jazz: "Okay okay okay. I'm sorry for pourin cold water on ya. Why don't we get ya somethin on the way?"

Me: "Thank you. What have we learned this morning?"

Jazz: "Not to pour cold water on ya."

Me: "Good, also note that I am not always a morning person. By the way, Will, Epps watch your backs, especially you Epps, I already know that you can be hypnotized."

I said as I stepped into Jazz. Boy that sounded weird. How do you step into a person? What am I sitting on? Do I really want to ask him these questions? Maybe later when I'm not feeling so punchy. Oh and can I just say that portals are epic, like seriously one minute I'm in a drab hallway the next we're on a more remote version of the 101 with some decent music playing. Wherever we were must be like 12 hours ahead cause the sun is just barely begging to set here.

Radio: "California love."

Me: "This is good cruising music. Wouldn't want to go to the hood listening to anything else."

I said softly as I lip synced the rest of the song, Jazz joining me. Believe it or not there was like no conflict in getting my stuff, my uncle and his goons were out doing other stuff, which made it super easy to pack up. Jazz had so many questions about the stuff in my room, like my sewing mannequin. For a moment I think he thought that it was a headless human. After I packed up Minty's bed and litter box we were ready to go. Or so I think…

Uncle: "What the hell ya'll doing in my house?!"

Will: "Mr. Jackson we are here to pick up your nieces things. She is now in a witness protection program an-"

Uncle: "The hell she is! Bitch you ain't goin nowhere!"

Epps: "You no longer have legal authority over her, seeing that she is no longer a minor. She and her accounts have been surrendered to the government."

Uncle: "I don't care! She can't last on her own, and if you wanna take her, you gotta get through me and my homies first!"

Jazz: "If ya wanna get smashed come at me!"

Before I could do anything, my uncle made to grab me. Jazz took his arm and pinned it painfully behind his back, while his goons drew their guns. Wow so this is a Mexican standoff? Ironhide, Bee, Sam, Mikaela, Will and Epps each have their guns trained on each of the goons. The goons in turn have their guns pointed at them. Huh, well this won't end well.

Jazz: "Drop ya weapons! I promise nothing will go on record if ya do, but if ya don't-"

Ironhide: "And someone gets hurt-"

Will: "Then you, everyone is this neighborhood, and then some will be arrested and tried in military court."

Epps: "Where the punishments outweigh the crimes. And Ya'll got a lot of 'em."

Jazz: "What's it gonna be? Cause we could easily kill ya'll and cover it up too. Nobody ever know the truth."

And like that the goons made a path. No more Mexican standoff. God I never want to re-live this moment. Ever.

Uncle: "Fine! You want her? Take her! She'll never mount to nothing anyway."

Me: "Fuck you too. C'mon let's get the hell out of here."

I mumbled as I stormed past everyone else. They followed me out, putting what was left of my stuff in the back of Ironhide. Our next stop was Wal-Mart for two reasons; one I need essentials…you know girl stuff…shampoo….clothes that are sorta not hideous. Two; Stuff for me to draw with, sew and eat. Don't get me wrong the cafeteria gruel is fine, but I need pizza and chocolate to survive. I think I have enough mad cash to get what I need. But what's gonna happen when I run out of funds? No doubt my uncles already spent my next pay check. I do still have those requests and orders online….hmmm.

It didn't take long for us to get to Wally world. We quickly parked and grabbed a few carts ready to get what we needed. Now's as good a time is any I suppose.

Me: "Hey Will?"

Will: "Yeah?"

Me: "I have a strange question."

Will: "Then I have a strange answer. Go ahead kiddo."

Me: "Would it be alright, if I kept up my side business?"

Will: "Which is?"

Me: "I design costumes under a pen name. People order them from me online, they pay online which goes to my debit account and I mail the finished product to them."

Will: "Well I don't see why not, will it cost us anything?"

Me: "Boxes and stamps, but I can pay for that if you want. Oh and some ½ inch wire every now and then."

Will: "Heh, boxes and stamps is nothing. We have a huge postal budget that needs to be spent anyhow. Sure we'll let you do it, on one condition."

Epps: "Make it two."

Me: "Name them."

Will: "You serve as the base seamstress."

Epps: "And you babysit for our daughters when we need you to."

Me: "Is that all? Sure! Ooh, but you're gonna have to give me a 3-5 hour warning on the babysitting thing."

Epps: "Why?"

Me: "So I can get supplies and plan silly! What kind of babysitter would I be if I didn't have a way to entertain them?"

I said as I tossed a few tank tops into my cart. Variety is the spice of life. Getting what I needed for costumes and for my own clothing was easy, last I checked I had two orders to fill and not a whole lot of time to do it in. Better get on that when I get back to base. A soon as I finished up there I went to the hygiene aisles and as usual I have a shadow.

Me: "Jazz?"

Jazz: "Yeah?"

Me: "You sure you wanna follow me down this aisle?"

I said pointing to the various pads and tampons that lined the shelves, alongside other lady products… COUGH COUGH summers eve COUGH COUGH!

Jazz: "Yeah, gotta protect ya. What's all this stuff anyhow?"

Me: "Erm…it's to keep me cough ermfrombleedingermmm."

Jazz "What was that? Didn quite hear ya."

Me: "(SIGH) this stuff…uh…it keeps me from…..bleeding."

I said shyly as I grabbed as many boxes of the correct pads as I could. This is awkward on so many levels. I thought that they'd have looked up like all the aspects of a period. Guess not.

Jazz: "Are ya wounded? Where?! Primus I knew we shoulda taken Ratchet with us!"

Mikaela: "Jazz, relax. She's not wounded…not exactly. Remember? Girls bleed during their-"

Jazz: "OH! Primus yer right! Almost forgot that."

He chuckled. Glad that he's getting over his shock, wouldn't want him to make a scene about what most people learn about during their 5th grade puberty week. After I got my deodorant, and finished explaining the point and various types of shampoos and lotions to Jazz, and after getting my five dollar make up (it works just as well as the high dollar stuff) we walked through electronics to groceries. Jazz Hide and Bee stopped by automotive for whatever on the way. Salvation! I need chocolate, and pizza and chips and cheese balls and popcorn…ooooooo! Chips and dip! Mine!

Sam: "Wow, you're getting all of the essentials."

Me: "Yep. Man this is gonna taste sooo goooood!"

Will: "You do realize that all of that is contraband right?"

Me: "Contra-what?"

I said as I threw a few bags of snack sized snickers into the cart.

Epps: "Ratchet doesn't allow any junk food on base."

Me: "Like…any?"

Epps: "Nope. We had a black market going about a month ago, but he busted us."

Sam: "And threatened to pump our stomachs if we ever ate that much again."

Me: "That is so not cool. He at least lets you guys have pizza for dinner right?"

I watched their faces morph into a solemn yet disgusted look. Oh God what have they done to them?!

Mikaela: "Its healthy pizza. You know? Low fat, low carb, turkey peperoni pizza with low fat cheese."

Me: "Grody! I am so not eating that!"

Will: "You have to, or you won't eat, and then he'll commit you to Medbay until you have eaten enough regularly to satisfy him."

Me: "What kind of psycho is this guy?! This is un American! Un constitutional! I can vote, I sure as hell reserve the right to put anything I want to consume in my mouth!"

They look stunned but I'm on a roll, you don't mess with my food!

Me: "And you people call yourselves soldiers! And liaisons! You are an American! Fight for your rights like our country has done for its existence!"

Epps: "Preach it sister! Peach!"

Sam: "Hell yeah! My body is mine! I can eat whatever I want!"

Mikaela: "Yeah! I'm not a toddler! I can eat what I want!"

Me: "Cause?"

Will: "Because this is 'merica! Even if the base isn't technically on U.S soil it still counts! And the others have the same rights!"

Me: "That's the spirit! We are gonna take back what's ours! We are gonna consume junk food when we want! And as much as we want! Right?!"

"RIGHT!"

They half shouted together as we continued our shopping, gathering coffee, sugary cereal, snack cakes, ice cream and microwavable pizza, enough to last me three months! When we were finished we thought of a quick plan, Will would distract Ironhide and Sam would distract Bee enough for me to convince Jazz that my food was necessary.

Jazz: "Ya'll ready to go?"

Me: "Yep! Is that a pack of air fresheners?"

Jazz and Bee grinned as their responses.

Jazz: "Hey we gotta smell good too."

I couldn't help but snicker. Who knew that alien robots from another planet used our air fresheners for cologne? That sounds insane!

Will: "Hey Hide? I think someone's out there trying to spray paint your tires pink."

Hide: "Those slaggers! They better not touch me or else!"

He growled as he stormed out of the store, with Will following behind chuckling.

Jazz: "Strange, I'm parked next to him and I don see 'em doin anything."

Sam: "Hey Bee? While they check out, you wanna see if they have any new games?"

Bee smiled brightly as he Sam and Mikaela walked off to the electronics section. Perfect, all that's left is Epps, Jazz and I. Epps and I started to unload the cart of all the food and my other nonsense making Jazz quirk an eye brow.

Jazz: "Uhhh. Aint that stuff unhealthy?"

Me: "No. I need this stuff."

Jazz: "I'm pretty sure Ratchet would want me to-"

Me: "Ratchet doesn't know the horrible things that happen to a girl who doesn't consume these things while on her period. We hurt more and get sick if we don't."

Jazz: "Really?"

Do I feel bad lying to him? …Yes. This is so wrong! (Sigh) I should really tell him the truth. Well, I kinda am. Junk food withdrawals are horrifying and I do feel sick when I have those. And junk food like chocolate is really good at making me feel better and control my mood swings.

Epps: "Yeah, chocolate helps soothe girls cramps and mood swings by releasing dopamine in the brain. The other stuff also helps release small amounts of dopamine as well."

Jazz looked warily at the food for a moment before I gave him my best attempt at the puppy dog eyes.

Me: "I don't wanna hurt….pleeeease?"

Jazz: "Alrigh alrigh. I won't tell. Just so ya won't hurt I won't tell."

Me: "Thaaaannnk yooooooou!"

I cooed as I hugged him briefly. As soon as the stuff was rung up (Epps paid, even though I had the money.) we texted Sam Mikaela and Bee that we were heading back. As soon as we got into the car Jazz smiled as he put the air freshener in place.

Me: "So is that like cologne for you guys or?"

Jazz: "Heh, guess so. Never really had something like this back on Cybertron."

Me: "Oh, well pardon me for asking, but is a car wash like a shower for you guys?"

Jazz: "Dunno. Never been."

{"WHAT?!"}

Me: "AHHHHHHH!"

Jazz is just laughing his ass off. The hell?!

Me: "The hell?! Since when do stereos…wait never mind. Remember where you are Celeste, remember."

Jazz: "I thought ya were ease droppin Bee! What have ya to say!?"

{Sam: "Jazz, next time we're stateside, you're getting a wash!"}

{Mikaela: "You'd love it! You too Hide!"}

{Hide: "No way you're getting my aft into one of those slagging machines!"}

{Will: "Oh quit being such a big sparkling! We've already told you they're harmless!"}

{Hide: "I am not an infant!"}

{Epps: "Are too you big scaredy mech! It's just soap, water, and brushes how bad- Can't! Breathe! Will!"}

{Will: "Hide!"}

Bee played an audio clip of a child crying, oh wow didn't know that Ironhide could haul ass like that, or that Bee would out maneuver him so easily.

Me: "Uh, is he gonna hurt them?"

Jazz: "Eh, probably not. Though I don't blame him. That device does look like a con thought it up."

Me: "Guess we'll have to make a day for you guys to experience it."

Jazz: "Heh, good luck getting Hide and the others."

Me: "Challenge accepted! Ahhh, when I get back I have a wicked pay load to do. Three sketches and two costumes to make, an easy 800 bucks in my back pocket."

Jazz: "Mind if I watch?"

Me: "Not at all, though you may find it boring. Perhaps we should watch Bee escape Ironhide first."

I said as I watched the giant black truck weave between traffic trying to catch up to the sports car. This is my life now. A circus to end all circuses. The epitome of crazy. (SIGH) Oh how I've missed it! It's good to have the crazy back!

A/N: Greetings from the very small window of free time I have! Sorry for the extremely late post...well at least by my standards. I needed to write and post this, my English and History classes have gotten way to dark for my taste and I need to focus on the happy stuff right now. So I hope you guys like it, I'd love to hear what you think about it and just to hear from you in general. Also I have a poll up on my profile so there's that. Please review follow and favorite! Thanks and lotsa love!

CLYL!