Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me. This as Yaoi.

Summery: (G1 fic) When Prowl got struck by lighting not once but twice, Jazz will do anything to see too it Prowl get better.

AN: This will probably be my first and only ProwlXJazz paring.

"blah" – Normal human speck
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'blah' – Comm. Specking

Twice the Pain. Four Times the Love
by Yami-Yugi

Chapter 4

Jazz didn't know how long he was working when the all too familiar alarms came on. They startled Prowl out of recharge and he weakly tried to get up. "Prowl, lay back down." Jazz said.

"I-I...have to...help..." he said, sitting up for a moment before falling back down from the strain.

Jazz got up and went over to him. "Both Ratchet and Prime ordered you off duty until ya get better, love." he said "The others will be okay."

"...I can't just...lay here...and do...nothing...!" he said, trying to get up again.

Jazz gently push him down. "Prowl..."

Prowl weakly smacked his hand away. "...N-No...have to...help..."

"Prowl...Baby, ya still not better. The Decepticons can hurt or even kill ya if ya tried to help."

"...But... I... I want to... I-I...can't stand...being...useless..."

"I know Baby..."

"...Can... Can I at least watch from somewhere close by?" Jazz was unsure and a bit worried. "...Jazz..." he pleaded, not wanting to be separated from him or feel useless. His spark called to him.

"I just don't know Baby... If I try Ratchet is going to have my aft."

'Jazz, we need you. Where are you?' Optimus' voice ran through the comm.

Jazz sighed. 'I'm not leaving Prowl all by himself.'

'He'll be in too much danger if you don't.'

'...Pl-please sir...I won't get in the way...'

'Prowl, we're not going to let you get hurt.'

'...But Optimus, sir...'

'What if we put him in the Rec Room with some company? Or lock him in Med Bay with someone?' suggested Jazz.

'I don't know about the Recreation Room. I'd prefer a stronghold where the Decepticons won't find him.'

'Jazz, where ya at? The Decepticons are beatin' our tailpipes without your help,' linked Ironhide.

'I'm still with Prowl.'

'We're trying to find a way to keep Prowl safe, without completely counting him out of the action.' added Optimus.

'But Ratchet told him he's off duty.'

'I know, Hide,' added Jazz. 'But he doesn't want to be left alone. Or be too far from me for that matter.'

'Well...we're getting our afts handed to us out here.'

'...I...I...I just...'

'Prowl...They need me, baby.' spoke Optimus.

'Jazz, roll out. We need all the help we can get.'

'But...'

'That's an order.'

'...On my way, Prime.'

"...J-Jazz..."

"I gotta go, Prowl." He walked out and Prowl tried to follow, slowly and weakly making it off the bed.

"...J-Jazz..." Prowl weakly called out to him. Jazz sighed, pushing his spark away. Prowl weakly tried to walk out of the room, calling out to Jazz in determination. Jazz did his best to push him away and keep heading outside.


Meanwhile, Ironhide was headed back inside to see what was taking Jazz so long and get him outside. "Primus Jazz, took ya long enough. What's takin' ya?"

"Sorry about that." said Jazz.

"C'mon, let's get a move on! Prime n' the others need us."

"Yeah..."

'...J-Jazz...'

He sighed. 'Prowl, I'm sorry...but...'

'Prowl, listen up. You can't help. Yer off duty and yer hurt. Ya need to stay put.' Ironhide spoke seriously.

'...B-But...'

'But nothin youngling.'

"Ironhide...I can't leave him alone..." Jazz sighed. It was just too much for his spark to handle.

Ironhide sighed. 'Ironhide, what's taking so long?'

"Jazz, you go on ahead..." he sighed.

"But what about you?"

"Follow Prime's orders. I'm gonna go check on Prowl."

"You'll do that for me, Hide?"

"...Yeah... Besides, I've been fightin out there. Need a younger bot anyway."

"Thanks Hide."

"No problem. Just get out there." Jazz nodded and rush out. He could feel Prowl's spark wrench at his, but knew he'd be okay. Ironhide sighed and headed towards Prowl's room. He found Prowl trying support his shaking frame on the door frame. "Primus Prowl!"

"...W-Where's Jazz...?"

"He had to go. Prime's orders."

"..." Ironhide sighed solemnly. This brought back memories to when Prowl was a sparkling. He had helped raise him then.

"Come on Prowl; let's get ya back to bed." He practically fell into the older bot's arms. "Ya shouldn't try and push it."

"...B-but...I wanted to...help...or at least...watch...f-from nearby..."

"It's a bit too dangerous for ya."

"...I...don't...want to feel...so helpless..."

"Well... You can't go out and fight," he said, helping him sit on the bed.

"...Jazz..."

"...Well, I can solve that problem. I'll stay with ya."

"...Y-You don't...h-have to..."

"If I leave ya alone, Jazz won't hear the end of it. I can't have ya callin out to him while he's fightin. He needs to concentrate out there. Besides, I'd hate to be alone in your situation anyway." He helped Prowl lay down and made sure he was comfortable.

"...Y-you sure...you don't...mind staying...?"

"Course not. I remember when you were still justa little tyke."

"..."

"The other's worried 'bout yer anti-social attitude, but I understood what was goin on."

"..."

Ironhide smiled and pulled up a chair next to the bed. "Ya were quite the smart one... Smarter than most o' the other sparklin's."

"...I-It comes from...m-my father..."

"Yep... He sure has been gone a long time... I know he's gotta be out there somewhere..."

"...I-I miss him...I-Ironhide..."

"...Me too, Prowl... We'll find him someday..."

"...I-I hope so..."

"Exactly. You just keep hopin'." Prowl weakly smiled at him. Ironhide smiled back. "Ya sure have grown into a great warrior. I knew you'd take after yer father."

"...I-I wanted to be like...h-him back then..."
"And ya were. Yer definitely yer father's son." Prowl weakly smiled again. Ironhide smiled back. "Good ta see ya smile every now and then."

"...I-It helps to...h-have someone to smile for..."

Ironhide laughed a bit, knowing who Prowl was referencing. "I'm gonna go rustle up some energon. Think you can hang tight for awhile?"

"...Y-Yeah..." Ironhide was just about to leave, but Prowl became aware that he hadn't had any today. "...I-Ironhide...?"

"Yeah?"

"...C-Can you get me some...?"

"Sure," he smiled. "I'll be right back." As Prowl waited for him to return, he felt pain course through his spark. He started to get worried for Jazz. It started to hurt a little bit more. He tried to call to Jazz through his spark. Jazz didn't respond. He was too involved with staying alive in the battle now that he was wounded. This was getting Prowl even more worried. The bond pain didn't help matters. At that moment Ironhide returned with the energon for himself and Prowl. "I'm back...hey, what's the matter Prowl?"

"...I-it's Jazz..." Ironhide looked a bit worried. "...H-he's...he's...wounded... I...can feel it..."

"Hey now, I'm sure it's not that bad." Ironhide tried to reassure the tactician.

"...I hope so..." Ironhide smiled. He set down the energon and helped Prowl sit up. "I got you some energon like you asked."

"...Thank you..." he replied, still worried.

"Can you do it yerself or do you need me to help?"

"...I...sh-should be fine..." he sighed as he took his.

Ironhide smiled. "I'm sure Jazz is just fine." Ironhide said.

"...Yes... I know... It's just..." he sighed and took a sip.

"Yer just worried about him?"

"...Yeah..." He sighed and took another sip.

Ironhide smiled. "It's okay ta worry. Ratchet will take care of 'im."

"...I know..." Ironhide smiles again.

Both finished their energon. "Need anything else?"

"...I would...like to know if Jazz...is okay..."

Ironhide was just about to suggest an idea, when both heard the noises of everyone returning from battle. "First Aid! I need your help in the Medical Bay!" Ratchet almost yelled at him. Ironhide saw him carrying Jazz to said bay.

"...I-Ironhide...?" Prowl asked still very worried.

"Come on, Prowl. I'm not sure Ratchet will allow it, but I'll take ya to Jazz."

"...T-Thank you..."

Ironhide smiled and carefully picked Prowl up off his bed. "Like old times..." he smiled, remembering times when he carried little Prowl around.

"...Yeah..." He carefully opened the door and headed to Medical Bay.


Once there, he knocked. Wheeljack opened the door. He notices Ironhide carrying Prowl. He smiles at them. "Everything alright?"

"...Yeah... Prowl's worried 'bout Jazz."

"Oh..." Wheeljack smiles again.

"I know we prob'ly shouldn't...but-..."

"Oh, it'll be fine. He's just working on Jazz anyway. I'm sure Prowl can just watch from the next bed." With that, he let them inside. Ironhide nods his thanks, and Prowl tried to. A weak tilt of his head was all he could do. Wheeljack just nodded in understanding. "Here's an empty bed," Wheeljack smiled. Ironhide carefully laid Prowl in the bed right next to Jazz.

"Wheeljack, someone else... JACK! What are you doing?"

"Prowl just got worried."

"But Jack..."

"He's not hurting anything," Wheeljack smiled.

"...C-Can't really...m-move to much anyway..." Prowl added weakly.

"But Jack..." Ratchet whined. "I'm busy..."

"But Prowl's worried about his mate. Just let him lie there. He can't really get in the way." He slowly put his arm around the younger mech. Ratchet sighed.

"...Alright..." Wheeljack smiled. Ironhide left the room.

"...R-Ratchet...is he okay...?" Prowl wanted to ask.

"He will be if you let me work. You need to be resting anyway."

"...C-Can't I rest here...?"

"That's what I meant..." he sighed. He took an intake and spoke more gently. "I know you're worried, but you should be resting and I need to concentrate on Jazz. If it makes you feel better and gets you to rest, you can stay there."

"...T-Thanks Ratchet..." He smiled a bit and went back to work. Prowl weakly turned his head and saw Jazz's offline state. He was badly damaged, but still alive. He still wanted to call out to Jazz's spark with his. Doing what Jazz had done with him the last couple of days.

...Jazz...? ...Jazz...i-it's Prowl... Prowl waited for some type of answer back.

...Pro...wler...

...I-I'm here...Jazz...

...I-...I know... Y-you...alright...?

...I-I'm fine... ...I-I was worried so Ironhide helped me here...

...Prowler...you...should be...in...bed... he laughed weakly.

...I-I am in bed...j-just not in mine... Jazz laughed, but it proved to be a bad idea.

"Jazz! Prowl! Knock it off! Rest! Now!"

...R-Ratchet knows how to ruin the mood...

...My...my bad...baby...

"I mean it you two!"

...Sorry Jazz... I...guess we can't...talk anymore...

...J-just...sens-ing...you there...i-is...g-good enough...for me... Prowl nodded weakly and dimmed his optics, going into recharge. Jazz followed after. With this Ratchet finally got back to work on Jazz. He sighed in annoyance, but he couldn't help but smile a bit.


Later that night, Ratchet had finished with Jazz. He was asleep in his recharge bed, letting both patients sleep there for the night. Jazz was still hooked up to a small energon line as his internal repair systems finished the job. ...Prowler...? You awake...?

...J-Jazz...

Did I wake you?

...N-Not really... ...Y-You okay...?

Yeah...I'm alright... It's just...I couldn't sleep. B-Besides... We can...talk now... N-now that...cranky doc is asleep... Prowl laughed a bit.

...N-now...I don't have...anything to say... Prowl admitted.

...Just...talk me to sleep... Prowl blinked a bit. He didn't really know any stories or anything he could tell Jazz to get him to sleep. He racked his processors until something came to him. ...Well Jazz... There is an old story...Alpha Trion used to tell me when I couldn't sleep...

...If it will put me...to sleep... Prowl smiles.

Okay, Jazz... Let's see if I can remember it right... There once was a warrior that fought for peace of his planet. He battled many an enemy to try and persuade them against their evil ways. He got wounded a lot, trying to fight on his own. Throughout his battles, he made friends that joined his cause. Those friends helped him defeat his enemies. One by one the enemies fell or switched sides. Then, on one fateful day, the warrior and his friends came across the last enemy to stand against them. He smiled as he felt his love slowly falling asleep. The warrior and his friends stood tall against that enemy, fighting and trying to get him to turn. Finally, the warrior stood out from his friends. He decided to take on the enemy by himself. The friends watched as the epic battle went on. Both sides never faultered, until... The enemy finally gave in, surrendering to the warrior and his friends. Both of them came together and decided on peace. Thier planet lived happily since that moment on. He nodded to himself, knowing that he had gotten it right. He slowly looked over at the other recharge berth. He smiled to see Jazz fast asleep. Goodnight Jazz...rest well...