Disclaimer: Hello ladies and gentlemen! This is Shadow Katakura and DragonScouter coming to you with the latest chapters of Revelations of A Different Future! We're so excited to be working on this story again and we're going to do our very best to make this the BEST thing you have ever read. Now we would like to present to you Operation Jazz Part 2!

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"Of all the scrap brained ideas!" I began as I paced back and forth in front of Bulkhead. "Taking Jazz in to a potential chase scenerio when he no longer has the ability to access his wheels?! Then when we do find them, I find out my best friend risked her aft to save him! Now they're both unconcious. What do you have to say to that Bulkhead?" By the end of my little rant, I was standing in front of Bulkhead with a glare that Megatron would be proud of.

"He improvised." Bulkhead defended himself weakly as he slowly backed away from me.

"Improvised my..."

"Hey! Jazz and Pandimala are waking up!" Raf called out.

Jazz and 'Mala groaned as they both sat up at the same time. Jazz groaned and said, "Ugh. My helm is killing me."

Ratchet walked over to Jazz first before saying angrily, "You already lost your t-cog! Are you really trying to add your spark to the list?!"

"Sorry Doc Bot." Jazz said quietly as he hung his helm. My spark broke a little. Seeing such an upbeat mech so helpless was strange. The second in command buried his face in his helm as he moaned, "Guess I really am useless without my wheels."

"Don't say that buddy. You're not useless." Cliffjumper laid a hand on the silver mech's shoulder. I smiled slightly. That's my mech.

But that smile turned in to a rather scary glare as I walked up to Pandimala, who winced upon seeing my glare. "And you! Are you seriously trying to die on me now of all times?!" We'd just gotten our assignments from Alpha Trion and she's already gotten herself injured.

Pandimala rubbed the back of her helm sheepishly before saying, "Sorry Shadow. But what can I say? Bad luck seems to find me more than it finds you."

"True." I said before lightly flicking her on the helm. "Just be more careful." I got a smile and a nod from her in return.

"Look," Arcee started, bringing our attention to her. "I hate to break up the pity party but the 'Cons just added unknown Iacon pay day number two to their armory."

Optimus walked up to us before saying, "Neither blame nor praise will modify past events. But we cannot afford to take further unneccessary risks." He turned to his second in command and said, "Jazz, you are not to leave our base. Not until we can retrieve your missing bio mechanism." With that being said, the Prime walked away. Ratchet followed after him and I knew that he was about to make the offer about being a donor for a transplant.

"Hey Shadow."

I turned around to see Pandimala standing in a corner. She waved me over and I walked over to her before saying, "What's up?"

She gestured to Optimus and Ratchet before saying, "We can't afford to let MECH scrap Jazz's t-cog. Whether he knows it or not, we know that Ratchet is going to need his wheels later on."

I nodded. "Hopefully the episode stays on track so the surgery will get held off and Jazz can go get his t-cog back."

Pandimala nodded before smirking, "Hey I saved Jazz's aft earlier. Now it's your turn."

I groaned, realizing that she was saying I had to go with Jazz to MECH's base. "But that means I have to fight the stilleto heeled creep."

"Hey, he hates me more than you." Pandimala grinned slightly. "Maybe he won't be nearly as deadly."

"If he does, all I have to do is get Cliff on him." I smirked slightly, waiting to see 'Mala's reaction.

I laughed as she shuddered and said, "Can't you two tone it down a bit with the lovey dovey stuff? You're seriously weirding me out." Then she pouted. "Plus I'm older and you found a mech before I did."

I was about to respond but Cliff came over and cut me off by saying, "Hello ladies." He winked at me causing me to huff and cross my arms. He chuckled before saying, "Anyways, Ratchet wants all of us to come over there with him. Apparently he's going to donate his t-cog to Jazz."

"So will Jazz turn in to an ambulance and be all cranky?" 'Mala asked. We both knew the answer but I figured she just wanted to say that.

Cliffjumper scoffed as he led us back to the others. "I certainly hope not."

All of Team Prime, excluding Optimus and Jazz, stood in a line as Ratchet paced in front of us. He started to speak.

"Given the fact that I will be one of the patients involved, I will not be able to perform the surgery." The medic began. "Therefore, one of you will have to serve as my proxy." First he stopped in front of Bulk. "Mmhm, better at breaking things."

Bulkhead sighed in relief. Though I agree with Ratchet. I wouldn't want Bulkhead doing any kind of medical operation on me either.

Next he stopped in front of Bumblebee and said, "No. You're still learning Bumblebee."

Bumblebee's reaction was the same as Bulkhead's. He sighed in relief and said, "That was close."

Next Ratchet stopped in front of 'Mala. "Most definately not. Much too large to be rumbling under my hood."

"I have to agree with you there." Pandimala smiled sheepishly.

Now it was just me, Arcee, and Cliff. Ratchet stopped in front of the only mech left and shuddered, "No way in the name of Primus. Too trigger happy."

Cliffjumper smirked proudly and said, "I try doc bot."

Ratchet shook his helm before he came in front of me and Arcee. I prayed to anyone who was listening that the episode would stay on track and he'd pick Arcee. Who knows what would happen if I got picked?

"Arcee." Ratchet finally decided.

I sighed in relief and laid my helm on Cliff's shoulder. The mech himself wrapped an around me. Even if I didn't have to do the operation, I still didn't want to get picked.

"Optimus has steadier hands." Arcee tried to back out.

"Steady," Ratchet agreed before saying, "And much too large to be rumbling beneath my hood."

Arcee sighed in defeat and walked away. Jack and Miko walked up to where we were. Jack said, "Come on Arcee. You're as steely as they come."

"In a battlefield. Not in an operating theater." Arcee retorted.

"Same thing." Jack responded. "As long as you're behind the knife. Not under it."

"Does this mean Jazz is going to turn in to an ambulance from now on and be all cranky?" Miko asked. "Cause that would be weird."

Jazz winced from his spot on the berth and groaned before saying, "Oh frag lil lady. Now you planted images in my head." This made all of us laugh.

We all stayed in the med bay as Arcee prepared for the surgery. Jazz and Ratchet were on two berths. Jazz looked ready to bolt but the fact that he could get his wheels back was what kept him in place.

"Inducing stasis." Arcee announced as she walked towards a monitor.

"Hey listen doc." Jazz spoke up. "Ah just want to thank ya for this. It really means a lot to meh."

"Ah, ah, ah." Ratchet said. You could tell from his voice that he was slowly being dragged in to stasis. He yawned before saying, "You can...thank me...when it's... over." Finally, his optics closed.

"Think everything will go as planned?" Pandimala whispered.

"We can only hope 'Mala." I whispered back.

"Alright Jazz. Your turn." Arcee said.

Suddenly the alarms went off. I admit that I did jump even though I knew it was going to happen.

"What's happening?" Raf asked as fear crept on to his face.

"Ratchet's flatlining!" Miko screamed.

"No he isn't." I shook my helm.

The beeping stopped as Optimus walked up to the monitor and explained, "It's an Iacon homing beacon."

"If we're picking up a signal, that means the 'Cons just unearthed another relic." Cliffjumper smirked. "And another chance for us to smash some 'Cons."

"Autobots, prepare to roll out." Optimus commanded.

I could see Pandimala glance at me and frown. I smiled, knowing that Optimus' legendary line is annoying her.

"The 'Cons won't know what hit them." Jazz grinned slightly as he got up off the berth and did a few experimental punches.

Optimus walked over to the silver mech and said, "Except for our patients."

Jazz moaned dramatically and dropped back on to the berth. "OP you just had to crush my hopes didn't ya?"

I could've sworn I saw a flicker of amusement in the Prime's optics before he turned to Arcee. "It would be best to interupt stasis." Arcee nodded and pressed a few commands on the monitor.

"Shadowstalker, remain here and man the ground bridge." Optimus turned to me.

I nodded. "You've got it Optimus." I then turned to 'Mala. "Be careful out there."

My bestfriend gave me a salute and smiled. "I hear you loud and clear Shadow."

I nodded before turning to Cliffjumper with a glare. "The same goes for you."

Cliffjumper smiled at me and I refuse to admit it gave me butterflies. Or something similar to that. The red mech said, "I'll be fine Shadow."

I nodded before opening the ground bridge for the team. I watched as they ran through. I sighed before turning back to Jazz, who looked so down it made my spark break a little.

"Hey Jazz?" I called, getting his attention. "Don't worry about your t-cog. Soon, you'll have it all fixed and you'll be back to scrapping 'Cons in no time."

"Ah know that." Jazz sighed and his visor dimmed slightly. He looked over to Ratchet before saying sadly, "It's just da fact that dat the doc's gonna be giving up his in the process."

I was about to say more but Fowler's voice coming in through the moitor stopped me. Bumblebee isn't the only who lost his t-cog so this should go quickly.

"Prime! Breaking news!"

"Agent Fowler. Nice to see you again." I greeted him.

"Huh? Where's Prime Shadowstalker?" Fowler asked.

"Da boss is preoccupied at da moment. What can we do for ya?" Jazz spoke up as he walked up to stand beside me.

Fowler sighed. "Look, tell Prime that we've received access to satelite imagery which I believe pinpoints the center operations of MECH."

"Send them over Fowler. We'll make sure that..." I was cut off. Oh God, this was about to be hilarious.

"What? Do I hear a fuzor in need of voice box repair?"

"What's a fuzor? What's going on over there?" Fowler demanded.

All eyes and optics went to Ratchet as he sat up from his berth. But we could tell that he was far from awake.

"I am able." The medic said in his drunk like state. "Tell Bantor it was all," I don't understand this part, "Before I put a tiger in his tank!" Ratchet flopped back down on the berth.

I couldn't help myself as I started laughing incredibly hard. I leaned against Jazz as he chuckled and said, "As we were saying, we'll make sure da boss gets da coordinates. Send 'em on over."

Fowler merely raised an eyebrow before the screen went blank. It was soon replaced by the coordinates for MECH's base.

"But Jazz, you heard what Optimus said about leaving the base." Raf frowned slightly.

"Don't worry about it Raf." I smiled at him reassuringly. "Jazz here isn't going anywhere." Jazz looked about ready to protest but then I finished by saying, "Alone that is."

The silver mech's visor lit up as he smirked, "Had me worried there for a second."

"When I was human, those guys destroyed my motorcycle." I narrowed my optics. "I think it's about time I returned the favor."

The ground bridge opened and I turned to Raf. I raised an optic ridge as he said, "What? You two were going to go anyway!"

I turned to Jazz and said, "Lead the way."

He nodded before running through the ground bridge. I quickly followed behind him. Once we came on to the other side, I saw that we weren't that far from the building. Jazz pointed to a grenade on my hip and smiled slightly before saying, "Would you like to do the honors?"

We both backed away to a safe distance while I set the grenade. I smirked. "Don't mind if I do." I threw the grenade with all I had and watched in satisfaction as the door was blown off.

Jazz and I used the smoke as cover and quickly ran in to the building. Once the smoke cleared, I wasn't surprised to see Silas and his men with their guns aimed at us. Starscream's optics widened upon seeing us before he smirked.

"Screamer?!" Jazz yelled in disbelief. "Of all da cowardly things you could've done, you allied with humans?"

Starscream growled before aiming his missle at Jazz. "No t-cog. He's unarmed." He fired.

I pushed Jazz out of the way and grunted as we both hit the ground. The missle exploded behind us.

"Thanks for the save." Jazz said.

"No problem." I nodded. "Go for your t-cog. I'll handle 'Screamer."

Jazz nodded before running towards MECH's man-made robot. I ran towards Starscream and managed to land a punch to his face. He yelled out in pain as he stumbled back.

"Hey 'Scream." I growled. "Remember me?"

Starscream glared at me before realization seemed to set it. "You! You're the one who threatened me while I was captive by those Autobots!"

"Yeah. And its time I repay you for hurting my friend Pandimala!" I took out my ion displacer and started shooting at him.

Starscream yelped before dodging the shot. Ok, they never showed this on the tv show but Starscream is fast. While I was about to shoot again, somehow he ended up in front of me and he grabbed my neck. I gasped. Even though I didn't need air anymore, it still hurt. Plus it didn't make it any better that I was shorter than him.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

Starscream ignored me. I saw Jazz's t-cog roll at his feet. Jazz groaned from where he was laying on the ground.

"So close." Starscream laughed. "And yet..."

"Our location's been compromsied." Silas interrupted. "Destroy the intruders and meet me at the rendezvous point! With my t-cog!" With that being said, Silas escaped.

Starscream stuttered indignantly before yelling, "I am not one of your foot soldiers! I am a consultant!"

Jazz groaned against as he started to sit up. He saw his t-cog and started to move towards it. But Starscream aimed his blasters at it and tightened his grip on my neck.

"One move and your precious bio mech is scrap." The seeker threatened. "And so is your friend here."

"Give it here Starscream." Jazz growled, losing his accent. "Or I'll..."

"Or you'll what? Shoot?" Starscream taunted. "How sad. To be incapable of achieving vehicle mode. Experiencing the sensation of speed. How very pathetic to be a failure as an Autobot."

"This is what you get for taking the auto out of an Autobot." I said.

"What are you talking about femme?" Starscream asked in confusion.

"That." I smirked.

Starscream was confused. That was until Jazz ran up and punched his t-cog in the air. Starscream, well, screamed and threw me to the side. I grunted as I hit the ground.

"Ugh, my helm." I moaned.

I sat up and I saw Jazz jumping in the air to get his t-cog. Starscream quickly aimed his blaster at it.

"NO!" I screamed as I ran towards Starscream. I knew this had to happen but I would feel guilty if I didn't at least try.

Time seemed to be in slow motion as Starscream fired his blaster. The shot hit its target and Jazz yelled out in surprise as the force sent him flying back. I forgot about Starscream as I ran over to Jazz, who was glaring at Starscream with all the hate he could muster.

"Time to jet! Because I can." Starscream smirked before transforming and flying away.

Jazz and I watched Starscream fly off. Jazz shook his helm and said, "Ya know, I really hate dat guy."

I scoffed. "Trust me. The feeling is mutual."

Jazz didn't say anything else as he walked over to his t-cog. He picked it up and stared at it in dismay. I walked up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked at me as I said, "Don't worry Jazz. Ratchet's the best doc in all the galaxies."

"Yeah, you're right." Jazz smiled.

The sound of a ground bridge opening had us looking towards the exit. Optimus, Bulkhead, Arcee, Cliffjumper, and Pandimala were walking towards the building.

"Come on. Might as well face the fireworks." Jazz grinned slightly but his dim visor told me everything I needed to know.

"Yeah." I forced a smile on my faceplate.

Jazz and I walked towards the exit of MECH's former base and soon came face to face with the team. 'Mala, Arcee, Bulkhead, and Cliff's optics widened at the state of Jazz's t-cog. Optimus' remained calm but you could tell he was saddened by this.

"Hey guys." Jazz sighed and held up his t-cog. "Think Hatchet can get me out of this scrapheap?"

"Only one way to find out." Pandimala turned towards Optimus.

"Ratchet, reopen the ground bridge." Optimus said in to his com-link. "And prepare for surgery."

"Thanks to me, Megatron has the forge." A guilty look found its way to Bulkhead's face.

"While we would've put the Forge of Solus Prime to valuable use," Optimus started to explain. "I do not believe we have reason to fear Megatron's possession of it."

"Only a Prime can use it." I said, causing the others to look at me. "Did you 'Bots forget we're from another dimension?!"

"Wait, what?" Jazz exclaimed.

"We'll explain later." Pandimala promised as the ground bridge opened in front of us. "For now, let's get you back to base so the good doctor can repair your t-cog."

The Next Day

We all stood behind Ratchet as he scanned Jazz, who was fighting not to fidget on the berth. The sight of him looking uncomfortable made me want to laugh but I held it in.

Ratchet turned off his scanner and turned to us. He looked down before looking at us and saying, "I did what I could."

"Our second in command could not have been in better hands old friend." Optimus walked up and laid a hand on the medic's shoulder.

"And we didn't stick with plan A and let Ratchet donate his cog why?" Miko asked quietly.

"Jazz wouldn't accept it." Jack replied.

"Think everything will be okay?" I turned to Pandimala.

She smiled and said, "Things like this usually do right?"

We all watched as Jazz stood up off the berth. He shook his helm and said, "Well, I don't feel any different."

"Jazz, easy." Ratchet started to worry.

Jazz seemed to completely ignore the medic and started flexing his arms and he did a few punches. He smirked. "I feel better already."

"Jazz, please. Recovery takes time." Ratchet started to worry even more.

Jazz tried to transform but nothing happened. The smirk was wiped clean off his face as he started to mutter, "No, no, no, no, no."

"The damage was severe." Ratchet looked down at the floor.

Jazz tried again and it didn't work. He moaned again before a determined look set on his face and he growled, "No way I'm going out like this!"

Jazz tried for a third time and, just like in the show, we were soon staring at a silver Pontiac Solstice. Jazz cheered as he did a few circles on the floor before opening his doors. "Okay kids! Who wants to take a ride with da Jazz man?"

Miko immediately ran foward and hopped in to the drivers seat. Jack and Raf laughed before joining her. Jazz let out a loud whoop before speeding out of base. 'Mala and I started laughing. Jazz's reaction was a lot better than Bumblebee's.

"Woah. Jazz's t-cog looked ready for the scrap yard." Cliffjumper said in shock.

"Hard to believe the doc repaired it." Arcee smiled.

"That was not all Ratchet repaired today." Optimus gave us one of his rare smiles.

We all stood there watching Ratchet with his hands on his hips as if he was on top of the world. This was the happiest I'd ever seen him. I smiled. Things really do turn out okay in the end.

And that is the end of this lovely chapter! I planned to finish this sooner but you know there's this thing called life that keeps me from doing things the way I want. :D Next chapter will be written by Dragon and posted by me.

Both of us: Good bye for now! *waves*