Rhapsody in Blue

Chapter 5

It had been about four hours now.

Four long hours.

Four hours worth of pacing back and forth, making a rent in the waiting room floor.

"Cut it out, will ya? Yer making me sick watching you walk up and down." Sunstreaker moaned. Sideswipe jabbed his brother and threw a threatening glare his way.

"Hey if your whole family was in there and you didn't know what was going to happen to them- if both sparks were going to survive, you'd be nervous too."

"Gee, thanks for making me feel better there, Swipe." Jazz muttered who continued his pacing, pausing each time he came to the repair bay door. He wanted so badly to just rush through that door, knock it down and go to her side. Just as long as he could see her and those sparks. Alive and functioning… Something was telling him everything wasn't okay. Something deep in his spark. It didn't feel right.

Sideswipe shifted and looked up at the nervous saboteur. It was a rare thing to see him this up tight. In fact, Sideswipe had never seen Jazz like this. Pacing, cracking his knuckles, circulating air heavily, muttering to himself. This was just down right weird. It was like the twilight zone where Prowl didn't count reports every day and Ratchet didn't have a potty mouth.

"I'm sure everything's gunna be fine Jazz-o. It's not like Ratch don't know what he's doing, right?" Jazz just nodded and kept pacing.

"Any news yet?" Bumblebee poked his head in, a broad smile across his face. Sparkplug and Prowl both followed the cheery Volkswagen inside, the twins scooting over to give some space for Prowl and Bumblebee to sit beside them. Prowl raised an optic ridge at them but didn't complain. It seemed like the new arrivals had calmed the rambunctious duo considerably and Prowl was not about to spoil his new found relief.

Jazz sighed deeply and shook his head. "Nuttin yet. Ratch aint been out here since I got thrown out an' that was four hours, twenty-seven minutes ago."

Sparkplug smiled in understanding, patting the pacing Porsche's shin as he walked by. "I know how ya feel, Jazz. My wife was in labor for nineteen hours before Spike came along."

Jazz nodded again, something he had been doing a lot lately. "I know, I jus'-I jus' wish I could see 'er. It's killin' me ta wait out here."

"I'm sure if anything had happened, Ratchet would have notified you Jazz." Prowl spoke up and gave his fellow black and white a pat on the back which did seem to calm his nerves somewhat but he was still shaking. Not as bad as before but there was a slight quake in his fame.

And Jazz was like that for over five more hours- growing more frustrated as the time went on. Just to see her, feel her, know that everyone was okay, that his sons were okay. Why was it taking so long? They were sparks for Primus sake, not an entire baby! Why hadn't Ratchet given him some news? Or even Wheeljack? There just had to be something wrong- something had to-

The door opened.

"Are they-?" Jazz launched himself at Ratchet in the doorway, trying to look over his shoulder. The CMO would have none of that.

Ratchet pushed the Porsche back a step, holding his shoulder struts tightly to get his full attention. "Jazz. Stop and look at me." Jazz just struggled all the more.

"Why wont you tell me now? What's going on? Let me in there! Ratch don't hide this from-"

The medic squeezed tighter and the Porsche yelped. "Listen to me. There was a problem. The sparks didn't separate as I planned…one- one was damaged."

The last word tore it.

Jazz pushed with all his might and jumped over the medic and ran to the med berth, pushing the engineer out of the way in the same fashion frantically trying to reach them. There on the berth Jynx was lying still, the plating on her midsection was off, showing the delicate spark casing just inside. On another table, both of his son's body shells lay inert, quiet as ever before. Jazz's feet made a familiar clank on the floor as he approached them, shaking so hard he feared he'd fall apart.

Please…no…anything but this…

Then her optics unshuttered

Slowly they glowed sapphire blue, a smile spreading a moment or two after her optics focused on him. "Jynx! You're okay!" Jazz practically sprinted to her side, kissing every inch of her face as if it had been a millions of years of separation. "Primus, I was so worried- I thought…" He trailed off, nuzzling her cheek with his nose while liquid trickled down his face leaving a dark stain and dripping on the berth below.

Jynx brought a hand up to his face, caressing the soft metal tenderly. "It's okay, Love. It's okay."

Jazz shook harder, his hands balling into fists with his grief. "No Jynx…didn't- didn't Ratch tell you?" Jazz's spark sunk deeper into his chest making it harder to swallow, "One…one was lost-"

Jynx shook her head, her smile grew even more. "No. Go look at them." Her words seemed so simple. Jazz looked dumbfounded.

"But-"

"Just do it."

Curiosity getting the better of him, he did as he was told and got to his wobbly feet, moving over to the still body shells. They looked just as they had before- the smaller shell had a black and white paint job and the older had a blue paintjob but both wore a black helm and had small round faces. Just as beautiful as before… But then…there was one thing very different. Their optics were glowing.

Jazz collapsed to his knees, reaching a hand out to touch both of their faces. They were alive. Both of them. "Thank Primus…" He trembled in happiness, crying with relief.

Jazz was a father.

The old medic watched Jazz from the corner of his optics with a smile on his lips. Ratchet too remembered the first time he had seen his own spark-lings. It was one of the greatest moments of his life. Oh course, for the next few hours they wouldn't be able to interact with anyone while their systems booted up for their first time but it didn't change the pride a creator felt. The pride Ratchet still had for his own creations was no different from Jazz's nor Jynx's.

"Well, I guess I'll just leave you four then." Ratchet glanced back to Jazz and then to Jynx. It was obvious they didn't need him right now.

So with that, the medic snuck out of the room, but neither Jazz nor Jynx noticed his departure.

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Author's Note: Well record time for me! Two chapter in two days. Dang good if I do say so myself. I'm usually pretty slow. Thanks much to all the readers on my fics! I hope ya all like the next chapter. Will there be another after this? Maybe. If there's anyone interested in even more for this one. ;)

Thanks again!