Author's Notes: I know I still have a lot of fics to finish and I was working on Rhapsody in Blue but Mariashadow reminded me of this one when she asked for some more info of Jazz before he met up with the Bots and figured I'd pick this one up again. One thing ya gotta know before reading this is Jynx and Jazz are NOT together at this point and are only friends. However, they do follow each other from place to place since both of 'um are "homeless" as most Cybertronians were at this point early on in the war. You'll understand as this goes. Anyway, thanks for reviews guys! I really appreciate it. :D

More than Friends

Chapter two

"Spazz! Where the slag did you go this time?"

"Here!" A muffled voice cried from under a pile of scraps. "I think I found something'." The pile shifted slightly and garbage tumbled off as the black and white mech emerged, dusting off the scraps that decorated his head. "Check this out! I think I found a carton here." The carton popped open and a few energon clips spilled out onto his palm. "You have any luck findin' something' at eat?"

"Not much. A few creds but nothing more than that." The femme sighed and un-subspaced her own treasure, taking up a seat at the base of the scrap pile and putting what little she had found for the day in front of her.

"What are we going to do? There's nothing in the city! Not since that raid a couple of cycles ago. There's nothing to eat, nothing to buy- nothing to steal for Primus sake! We're going to be on this scrap pile in less than a vorn if we don't do something."

Jazz sat down across from her and set out the chips he had found in two halves, taking up his half and shoving it in his mouth hungrily. It had been five breems since either of them had found any sustenance and if he didn't get them down now someone else was bound to take them from his very own hands. Living on the streets were seldom easy after all.

"No worries, Lil J. We'll figure out somethin', we always do don't we?"

"But what if we don't this time? We're going to starve to death!"

"Hey," Jazz reached out and touched a shoulder, "Don't worry. We aint gunna die, if anythin' we'll just have ta pull a few strings and get a few favors from Spades."

Jynx shook her head, "I hate Spades though, and we both owe enough as it is. He's not a guy to mess with, Jazz. If we get him mad about not paying what we already owe…"

"I'm good buddies with Spades, Jay, I know him better than that." Jazz's smile broadened, "he'll lend us a few creds and then we'll go ta Iacon. Bet the Cons haven't made it that far yet."

Jynx gave a deep sigh and grabbed for a few chips, shoving them in her mouth as Jazz had done. She knew as much Jazz that there was no other choice, as much as she detested Spades. Spades was the leader to an underground agency- what the agency did she didn't know but he was Jazz's friend and she had decided just to trust him. After all he hadn't done anything wrong just yet and she didn't have any bright ideas either.

Jazz woofed down the last of the chips, stopping for a moment in between bites. "I think he might be hidin' in th' mines, 'bout fifty clicks from here."

"Alright, fine but if Spades asks for the creds we already owe then yer the one with the bill."

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The trip to the mines were painful and so full of memories. This once proud city-state now stood in ruin, run only by thieves and Spades himself. The spires that once graced the skies now lay among the clutter on the floors and the merchant shops that gleamed in beautiful splendor were broken and scattered.

It had happened a few cycles after Jazz had first met Jynx in Patchjob's repair shop. Decepticons raided the city for the merchant shops and for the energy plant that sat at the outside of the northwest side of the city. Jazz and Jynx literally missed the raid by astroseconds. If Jynx hadn't left with him she would have been destroyed when the shop went into meltdown along with her co-workers. Had Jazz not have left with Jynx he would have been in the front line of defense and more than likely- killed. Cadets didn't fair well in head to head combat.

Jazz gingerly stepped over another twisted scrap, trying hard not to step on any silent alarms Spades may have set up in defense. Step by step Jazz tested each plating before settling his weight on them.

And like a bull in a china shop, Jynx stumbled and landed on the alarm.

"Ops."

Jazz slapped himself in the face with his black palm. "This is why I tol' ya ta stay behind."

"Well he should have labeled that an alarm. How was I supposed to know it'd go off?" The femme growled sarcastically, picking herself up on her feet as several big guards surrounded them. Each of them were armed from head to toe. Facemasks seemed to be part of the uniform as well. "Great. So what do we do now?"

"Jus' don' make 'um mad. Drop everything." Jazz said out of the corner of his mouth dropping his rifle and putting his hands in the air slowly and carefully. Jynx muttered something and did as he suggested reluctantly.

"Well well well… If it isn't my old friends." A voice spoke, hidden within the shadows like some cheap horror film. "What might I do for you? Loans? Drinks?" The timbre voice cackled, "But then, I only do that for paying customers."

He was a tall mech with a light and limber body, large black wings sprouting from his back. Spades was predictably in an all black paint scheme with a large neutral insignia on his chest. Jynx visibly bristled. Why couldn't Jazz had picked a better friend than this lowlife?

Jazz grinned and stepped over to him. "Long time no see, Spades. How's it goin'?"

Spades looked down at Jazz's hand but did not shake it. "I would be doing better if I got my creds back."

"Time's are rough," Jazz shrugged

The black flier nodded to his guards to drop their weapons. "I know that. The city isn't what it use to be anymore. So, what might I do for you and the klutz." A sinister smile wormed its way onto his mouth as Jynx glared darkly.

"The city's bone dry, Spades. We need ta get ta Iacon and-"

"You want another loan do you?" Spades' wing twitched slightly, his smile growing more wild by the minute. "I can get you one at a good price." The flier turned his golden optics to Jynx again, grasping her chin in his hand. She was a feisty one, clumsy too, but she would do.

The femme twisted her chin free. "Don't touch me." Jynx snarled. "I want nothing to do with you."

"Just my creds?" Spades sneered, and turned his back to them, walking back to the shadows he came from.

"Wait." Jazz called out, putting his hand on Spades' shoulder. "Take out the loan in my name, you know I'll pay it back."

Spades just cackled again and gestured for the two of them to follow. "Just remember, Jazz, you make a deal with me you make a deal with the devil."