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Barely 12 hours had passed since Savannah's rescue, and Ratchet had thrown the saboteur out of the makeshift med-bay so that Savannah could rest and Ratchet didn't have to worry about Jazz losing his cool. Yes, the medic was worried about the TIC, but he was much more worried about Savannah at the moment.

So Jazz had resorted to checking on the others in hopes of calming himself down. Optimus was barely restraining himself from going down to the med-bay to see that Savannah was there, but Jazz reassured him that Ratchet would just throw the CO out. Jazz sighed as he walked the length of the aircraft carrier, they were close to Diego Garcia so he would be able to actually go for a drive soon…

"Jazz." A controlled voice stated, taking the saboteur by surprise and nearly causing the speaker to lose his head.

"Oh… hey Prowl." Jazz stated meekly, he lowered the blaster that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"Is she okay?" Prowl asked with a greeting nod.

"She'll be fine." Jazz was once again reminded of his dark mood and turned so that he could glare at the water.

"Are you okay?" The SIC asked without preamble.

Jazz only shrugged, he wasn't up to talking about it right then. But he knew that Prowl wouldn't stop trying to get it out of him until Jazz stated what was bothering him. He was a lot like his other brother, Smokescreen, that way.

"I thought I was only joking around with her when I told Savannah that she was adopted as a younger sibling." Jazz stated without looking away from the barely visible base. "But now I realize that I was being serious… and, they blinded her Prowl."

Prowl froze, he hadn't been told about that detail.

"I see…" The SIC turned to the ever growing base with bright optics. "Just as they blinded you."

Jazz stiffened, and nodded. Very few mechs realized why he wore the visor, and fewer still would believe that the reason was because he was blind. The medics at the time could only hide his 'disability' and he had honed his skills so that he wasn't placed on the sidelines. To others it was like he could see… to him it was like having a sixth sense of sorts.

The only mechs that knew were Prowl, Optimus, and Ratchet.

"I hate the fact that I didn't do more to protect her." Jazz stated quietly in Cybertronian so that the humans on the deck wouldn't be able to understand him. "I should have sensed that fragger coming before he caught her."

"There was nothing you could do, Jazz." Prowl replied. "They planned it almost perfectly where the surrounding noise would drown out anything else."

Jazz only shook his helm, he wasn't going to be able to forgive that small slip up until he could take it out on Megatron himself.

/Jazz and Optimus. Savannah is awake and wishing to speak with the two of you./ Ratchet suddenly stated over the officers comm. channel. /Please report to the medical area. And DON'T cause her any distress or you will feel the wrath of my wrench./

Jazz nodded to Prowl and promptly vacated the area. He met Optimus halfway to the makeshift med-bay and only exchanged a nod with the CO.

"The two of you have ten minutes to talk to her before I sedate her again." Ratchet stated firmly as he unsealed the doors for the two mechs. "And by Primus the two of you better behave."

The last comment was made with a glare and a warning wave of the wrench in the medics hand before he motioned to where Savannah was with the same wrench.

"Announce your presence and who you are." Ratchet instructed, and then slipped out of the doors to go and grab one of the cubes that had been brought with them.

"You guys don't have to announce your presence." Savannah's voice called from across the med-bay. "He doesn't realize that my hearing is really good now."

"Savannah…"

"Jazz, get rid of the guilt in your voice or I swear I'll come up out of this bed and kick you." Savannah cut the TIC off with a growl. "None of this was your fault and I better not find out that you are blaming yourself in some way. Same goes for you Optimus."

Both mechs allowed a ghost of a smile to cross their faceplates as they made their way over to the berth that Savannah's bed was placed on. Jazz noted that Ratchet had made sure that she had been able to get clean and she somehow had a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a tank top on instead of the rags she had been rescued in through the simple smell of organic cleanser and the smell (and sound) of fresh cloth material. They paused at the edge of the berth and Savannah glanced their direction. Jazz heard Optimus give a sharp intake of air and knew from his reaction that the scars were pretty bad.

"Savannah… what did they…"

"I've already told Ratchet and he wrote the report to submit to Prowl just before you guys showed up." Savannah shrugged. "I… don't want to speak about it just yet though."

Jazz nodded slowly.

"Now… I hear you two have been less than… friendly after I got taken." She ventured after a heavy silence that lasted for a minute at least. "And… Thank you."

"For what kitten?" Jazz asked, completely surprised at the sudden thanks she had just given.

"For proving that you guys really do care about me." Savannah gave a small, uncomfortable laugh.

"I will be honest in saying that I did not handle your capture well." Optimus stated quietly.

"That is the understatement of a lifetime if what I've been told is right Op." Savannah smiled at him.

"Would you quit that." Jazz suddenly stated with annoyance.

"Quit what?" Savannah asked just as quickly.

"Acting like you are perfectly okay. I can hear it in your voice that you are really close to breaking down." Jazz stated firmly. "I know Ratchet said to not cause you distress… but I also know that you need to let it out."

Savannah was sitting stiffly at that moment, and she bit her lip to refrain from saying or doing anything.

"Savannah…" Optimus tried to say something, but it seemed as if the concern in is tone was enough to break the walls she had placed up.

With a small hiccupping sound the tears began to slide down her face, and she raised her hands to tentatively touch her face. When she felt the warm salt-water on her cheeks, she gave a small half-sob.

"I can still… cry…" And the tears came faster and harder.

She broke at that moment, and Optimus' holoform appeared to catch her as she seemed to just collapse. Optimus shot Jazz a questioning look, and the saboteur only motioned to his visor.

/I could hear the difference in her voice./ Jazz stated over a private comm. /She… she needed to let it out./

/I thought you were not good with crying femmes./

Jazz actually grinned, there was a teasing tone buried deep in Optimus' voice over the comm. But that made him feel better to know that Optimus was no longer pissed at the world.

/Didn't you know? I adopted her as my sister./ Jazz laughed. /I'm gonna stay by her side as long as I need to… or until you actually make whatever the two of you have permanent./

Optimus shot Jazz a look that clearly stated he did not want to have that conversation… again.

/I thought older siblings, especially mech siblings, didn't want their sisters having anything to do with a male./

Jazz gave Optimus a blank look and then shrugged.

/Not if that male would actually be the best thing for her./ Jazz regained his grin and fought back a laugh at the look on Optimus' faceplates. /Trust me boss bot, I would rather she end up with you than a human male./

Optimus rolled his eyes skyward for a split second as if he was asking for patience to deal with Jazz at that moment.

"Optimus…" Savannah suddenly whispered.

"Yes?" He looked down at her and was surprised that her face was pointed directly at his own.

"You do realize that even after all of this… I still love you right?"

The Autobot commander was silent for several seconds, and then he sent Jazz a slightly panicked call for help over the private comm.

/Sorry boss bot, it's your move now./ Jazz laughed outright through the comm. /Just tell her the truth about how you feel. And remember that I'll beat your aft if you're a jerk about it./

Optimus actually shot Jazz a glare, but his arms tightened around Savannah.

"I realized through all of this, with how my spark itself reacted to your capture, that I had fallen in love with you, Savannah." Optimus replied lowly. "And it wasn't until you were safe that I saw everything clearly… as if I was looking through a pane of pure crystal."

Savannah had become so still, as if she was locking his voice to memory.

"Optimus…"

"Yes Savannah?"

She looked as if she wanted to say something, but then thought better of it and only smiled warmly. She snuggled against his chest and let out a small sigh that ended in a hiccup from her recent bout of crying. After a few seconds she hiccupped again and made a face that spoke volumes.

"I hate hiccups." Savannah muttered darkly just before another hiccup escaped her lungs, she scowled at nothing and then actually cursed when she hiccupped again.

Jazz couldn't stop the laughter that had been building any longer. The sound erupted out of his vocals and he doubled over from the force of it.

"And just what in the hell is-hic- wrong with you?" She asked with obvious irritation, causing Jazz to immediately put a scowl with the voice.

He could only shake his head because he was laughing too hard.

"I think he is amused by how unbearably adorable your hiccups and your reaction to them is." Optimus stated warmly.

"Oh laugh it up jerks." Savannah huffed, but there was a grin hidden in there somewhere. "Wait… It can't be 'adorable'."

Optimus gave a low chuckle and hugged her tighter to him. "Then I will use the word endearing."

Savannah gave an 'awww' sound and curled up against him even more. "You know… you are so corny."

Optimus paused as he tried to figure out what she meant by that, and the pause was enough for her to laugh and shake her head.

"I mean that you are ridiculously sweet." She smiled at him. "But that is perfectly okay."

"I was only telling the truth…"

"I know." She grinned. "But that doesn't mean that it wasn't adorable."

"If you can use the word adorable to describe me, why can I not use it to describe you?" Optimus asked with a teasing tilt to his voice.

"Because it sounds better coming from me than it does from you." Savannah poked him, and then paused to listen. "Ratchet is almost back."

"How did you…"

"His footsteps." Jazz and Savannah answered in unison, causing Optimus to sigh and give a small nod.

The moment the medic stepped into the med-bay Jazz turned and waved at him while Optimus rolled his eyes.

"He admitted to her?" Ratchet asked.

Optimus and Jazz both nodded, only Jazz had a slag-eating grin on his faceplates while Optimus looked confused.

"That's right doc bot." Jazz grinned. "Pay up."

Ratchet grumbled something and the sound of exchanging credits filled the air for a few seconds.

"Did you guys… bet on us?" Savannah suddenly asked, bringing both of the better's attentions to her and Optimus.

"Yes?" Ratchet ventured.

Savannah only gave him a blank face and then shook her head before burying it in Optimus' chest again. The sound of muffled words drifted to Ratchets audios and he glared at Savannah.

"I didn't quite understand that."

"She said that we should get some of the profit or she'll figure out how to take away Jazz's music privileges." Optimus deadpanned.

All activity stopped, before laughter rang through the room and Jazz began to defend 'what was rightfully his.'

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She's rescued and safe once again. And Jazz's aggression to what had happened to Savannah was explained.

Am I good?

And, just a note, Savannah is NOT, I repeat, NOT going to regain her sight ever again. She is, in all sense of the word, blind. And that is not going to change.

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Until all are one,

Chistarpax