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 to it Prowl gets better.
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Twice the Pain. Four Times the Love
by Yami-Yugi
Chapter 5
The next morning, Ratchet came over to check on Jazz. He smiled a little bit to see Prowl resting well. He checked Jazz's vital signs and removed the energon line. He smiled a bit again. "Clean bill of health," he said mostly to himself. He then glanced back over at Prowl. He sighed a bit sadly. Prowl wouldn't heal as easily. He was well on his way but... He then saw small movement coming from one of Prowl's hands, it wasn't much but it was there. It twitched, as if trying to grasp something or move where Prowl wanted it to subconsciously go. It wasn't long until Jazz woke up.
He slowly sat up and stretched. "Well doc?" he asked Ratchet.
"Everything is fine now Jazz." Ratchet said "You're free to go."
"Thanks, Ratch man," he smiled. He went over to Prowl. "Is Prowl alright?"
"He's still healing Jazz." Ratchet said.
"...He didn't get worse?"
"Don't you remember?" Ratchet asked "He beg Ironhide to bring him in here just so he can be with you."
"Oh yeah... Yesterday was kind of a blurr after I got injured," he sweat dropped as he rubbed the back of his head.
"When you leave take Prowl back with you." said Ratchet "I'm sure he would like that."
"Yeah..." he smiled. He walked over and gently took Prowl into his arms. "Back to your own bed, baby."
Prowl slowly awoke when he heard Jazz. "...J-Jazz...? ...Y-You're okay...n-now...?"
"What do you think?" he smiled. A weak smile came across the tactician's lips components. Jazz smiled back and carried him back to his room. Ratchet watched them go with a small smile.
Once back in Prowl's room, Jazz gently laid Prowl back down on his berth. "Back to bed, Prowler. You need lots of rest still."
"...W-Will you, stay...?"
"What kinda question is that? I'm not goin anywhere," Jazz smiled.
Prowl weakly smiles back. "...J-Just wanted...t-to make sure..." Jazz laughed a bit and pulled up Prowl's desk chair to watch him sleep. He smiled as Prowl soon went into recharge. Bumblebee came in at that moment, worried about Prowl.
Jazz notice him. "Hey Bee."
"Is...Is Prowl okay?" he asked worriedly, slowly coming in.
"Ratchet said he's still healing."
"Is it okay if I come in to see him?"
"He's asleep right now, Bee. Maybe in a little while."
"Okay..."
Jazz smiled and watched the youngling leave. "He'll be okay, Bee. I know he'd love to see you later on." Bumblebee nodded and left the room. Jazz watched before looking back at Prowl still sleeping.
Jazz didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he knew something didn't feel right. That's when Jazz noticed Prowl's berth was empty. He immediately panicked and searched the room. "Prowler?" There was no sign of his mate in the room. "Prowl!" he called as he exited the room in fear now. He ran down the halls in a panic. It didn't take long to find his mate. Prowl was weakly lying down against a wall half way down the hall. "Prowl!" Jazz raced over to his mate, still very worried.
"...J-J...Jazz...?" he replied weakly, trying to focus weak optics.
"What in Primus were ya thinking? How did ya get all the way down here?"
"...H-h...h-hungry...d-didn't want...to wake you..." he said, struggling to get up on his own again.
"Prowler, yer in no shape to be up and about on your own. You SHOULD have woken me. I would have gladly got you some energon."
"...N-no...w-want to...-pant moan- do it...myself..." he said, trying to walk again.
Jazz gently took a hold on him. "No yer not. You're going back to your berth baby. I'll get you some."
"...J-Jazz..." he fell forward from extreme weakness, landing fully in Jazz's arms.
"Come on baby, back to bed."
Prowl smiled a bit, glad to be in Jazz's arms. "...I...g-guess...I...j-just can't...win...against...you..."
Jazz smiled back. "You're right on that Prowler." He just smiled as he cuddled close into his bonded's embrace. Once back in Prowl's quarters, Jazz once more gently set him down on his berth.
"...S-sorry... To worry you..." he spoke weakly.
"It's okay Prowler. Just rest while I get ya some energon." He nodded and made himself comfortable on the berth before going back to sleep. Jazz smiled, waiting to make sure he was asleep before heading out to get Prowl some energon. He soon returned and sighed in relief to find Prowl deep in recharge. He set the cubes down on the near by table. He went over to Prowl with a smile. He sat up on the berth and rubbed Prowl's helm. "...Prowler..." he called softly. Prowl weakly nuzzled into his hand. Jazz smiled. "C'mon Prowler... You have to eat something..." Prowl slowly awoke. Jazz smiled. "There you are."
Prowl weakly smiled back at him. "...H-Hey..."
"Still hungry?" Prowl nods weakly. Jazz smiled and helped Prowl sit up. Prowl smiled at him and slowly drank the energon. Jazz smiled back as he watched. There was knock on the door to the room. "You make sure ya drink it all Prowler." Jazz said as he got up "I'll get the door." He weakly nodded as Jazz went to answer the door.
Jazz was greeted by the sight of Bumblebee standing behind it. "Hey..." Bumblebee started slowly "Is Prowl awake now, Jazz?"
"Yeah, course. Prowler, we got company," he smiled. Prowl slowly looked up from his energon as Jazz let Bumblebee in.
"...Bee..."
Bumblebee was smiling at him. "Hey Prowl. How you feeling?" he asked.
"...Better..."
"That's good. Everyone here was getting worried about you." Prowl smiled. "When you think you'll be back to normal?"
"...I don't know...soon I hope..."
"Me too..."
"Me three," smiled Jazz between sips of his own energon. "Doc bot said it'd be three or more days so his internal repair systems can catch up." Bumblebee smiles.
"...I-I'm...just ready to...get back...to work..."
"Not if I can help it," smirked Jazz.
"...J-Jazz..."
"What?" he asked, still smirking. Bumblebee couldn't help but keep smiling at this.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Prowl weakly glared.
"Means you ain't goin back to work if I can help it," he said, that witty smirk still not fading. Prowl glare at Jazz for a bit. "What? I could go at this all day."
"You...know I need to get back...to work, Jazz..."
"You need to loosen up more, have more fun."
"Jazz..."
"Prowl..."
"JAZZ..."
"-whines- Prowl..."
"JAZZ!"
"Maybe I should leave..." Bumblebee said.
"Nah, yer fine Bee."
"...Yes, Bumblebee... I need a PRIVATE...talk w-with Jazz..." he glared.
"I say he can stay..."
"...But I need...to talk with you...alone Jazz..."
"About what?"
"...Jazz..."
"Prowl..."
"Jazz...!"
"-whines- Prowler..."
"JAZZ...!"
"...I'm going now...get better soon!" Bumblebee called while he took the opportunity to leave.
"Now why ya have to go and run off Bee like that?" Jazz asked.
"Listen YOU!" Prowl started, weakly reaching out to pull Jazz on top of him.
"Aww...don't be like that..." Jazz sighed, easily pushing his hand away. "I just don't want ya living behind your desk again once you're better..." Prowl weakly glared at him. Jazz sighed before sitting next to him on the berth. "I want the Prowl I fell in love with, not the stiff non social stick in the mud that stays in his office all day..."
"...But Jazz..."
"Prowler...I want to spend time together, have fun sometimes..."
"..."
"...Please?" Jazz pouted innocently as he cuddled against Prowl.
"...I'll think...about it..." Jazz smiled. "...Jazz...I'm sorry I...yelled..."
"It's okay, Prowler." Prowl smiled weakly as he slowly started to fall asleep again. Jazz jumped a bit when he felt Prowl loose his balance from sitting up too long. Jazz gently help Prowl lay back down on the berth. He lay down next to him, resting against his chest. He slowly fell asleep to the pulse of his bond mates's spark and the sound of Prowl's intakes.
A few days later, Prowl was doing much better and was almost back to normal. He was still restricted to light activity based on his last check up by the CMO. He wasn't allowed to be on patrol or fight on the battle field. He could please himself with as much office work as he wanted, but he wasn't allowed to over exhert himself by any means just yet. Jazz was happy that his mate was doing much better. He was getting his morning energon for him and Prowl. He gave the others an update on Prowl and said his "good mornings" before going back to Prowl's office. He found Prowl behind his desk working on reports. He laughed a bit before catching his attention. "Hey Prowler... Now... we had a talk about this earlier..." he smirked, offering the energon to him.
"Jazz, I've got all these reports to do."
"...Kill joy... Anyway... brought ya some energon."
"Thanks, Jazz." Jazz just smiled and left Prowl to his work. At least Prowl was happy.
Later on Jazz had to leave on patrol. "I gotta go Baby. Be good and stay in the office. Don't go too far."
Prowl raise an optic ridge. "Jazz, you are talking to me, not the twins." he said "Come back safe, okay."
Jazz laughed. "I know babe," he smiled as he put his arms around him. "Love ya." Prowl used a free hand that wasn't holding onto a data pad, and pat Jazz lovingly on one of his arms. Jazz smiled. "Bye baby..." He kissed him and let go. Prowl watched as Jazz left the office. He sent good pulses to Jazz as he felt him leave. Prowl then decided to get back to work.
Jazz was cruising down a forest road not far from the base patrolling the area. Those on duty with him asked him how Prowl was. "He's doing fine now." Jazz answered with a smile in his voice.
"Wow, look the sky's getting dark." said Hound "Looks like a storm is coming."
"A storm? Uh oh. How long until it gets near us?"
"It will most likely hit within the hour. We should finish patrol and get back," replied Hound.
"Yeah," agreed Mirage "I don't want to get covered with mud."
"Alright, let's do one more look around and then we'll leave." said Jazz.
Meanwhile, back on the Ark, Prowl had went to the Rec Room to get some energon for both him and Jazz before he heads to his quarters. He wasn't aware of the swiftly approaching storm. He just waited patiently for Jazz to return. It wasn't until there was a thunderous crash. He jumped a bit and then looked out the window. He soon found it was a bad idea as a lightening bolt came down from the sky. Memories of what had happen to him with said lightening flash in his CPU. His optics widened and he tried to push the fear away with a shiver. He tried to go back to his work when the familiar flash of light and the thunderous sound came again. Rain quickly started to fall as well. More flashing of light and thunderous sounds came as the storm began to rage. Prowl's door wings started to twitch badly, showing Prowl true feelings for the storm outside. Prowl tried to stay involved in the reports but still jumped at every light flash. Each bright, optic blinding flash brought back the two strikes the horrible force of nature had dealt him. It wasn't long until Prowl couldn't take it anymore. He closed the shades thinking that would help but the light still flashed through. Even the thunder slowly started to get to him as the flashes came faster and a bit brighter followed by very close and loud thunder. He uttered a squeak before slowly making it out of the room. He went in circles a bit trying to convince himself that fear was for sparklings and not for logical, strategic tacticians.
Of course this was noticed by the Twins. "Hey, what you doing Prowl?" Sideswipe asked.
"N-Nothing at...eep...all..." he said, shakily trying to keep his composure.
"Wait a nao-click." Sunstreaker spoke, when he notice the way Prowl was acting "Is the big mean cop-bot scared?"
"Of course not!" Prowl protested. "Why would I be...scared..." The thunder sound came again, and Prowl tried to suppress a small yelp.
"You are SOO scared..." laughed Sideswipe. "Big meany bot is scared of a wittle funder storm..." he patronized.
"Stop it! I am not!" Prowl jumped and his door wings twitched as more lightening flashed. Then the twins started to taunt and make up funny songs. "Stop it or I'll... aahhh!...throw you in the brig!"
"Ha ha ha ha! Meany bot's a sparkling! Meany bot's a sparkling!" both twins chanted. The twins and the thunder sounds just made it even worse.
"I am...ack! Not! I'm NOT scared! Fear is for... ack! sparklings!" he shouted, slowly and shakily shoving them out of the door. They laughed the whole way, singing their chant as he slammed his door shut. He was still shaking after he made sure to lock the door. He tried to keep himself calm, but nothing was working. He only knew of one solution but HE was out right now. The next one finally did him in. It took four bright consecutive lightening strikes and a thunderous boom to rattle his processors with the pain of being struck twice and the horrid state he was in after. He jumped and ran to hide under the berth on the opposite side away from the window. It was a tight fit with his door wings, but he got under it.
He curled up almost like a sparkling. He was glad no one could see him. This was very degrading and embarrassing. Unfortunately, there was a knock on the door. A cleanly bathed Jazz had sensed something was wrong and was now knocking on the door. "Prowler? Baby?" He refused to make a sound. He couldn't let Jazz see him like this! He yelped as lightening hit and made the base flicker a bit. Jazz got more worried, and then remembered the access code for the lock on the door. He quickly unlocked it and went inside. "Prowler?" He found his mate hiding under the berth, twitching and shaking. "Prowl...? Whatsa matter baby?" Lightening flashed, and thunder roared as Prowl tried to hide more. "This silly old storm got you-... Oh..." he said, finally realizing why Prowl would be afraid of ANYTHING. "It's cuz of what happened ain't it?" he asked softly, reaching out a hand. Prowl tired to move away from him, he tried to suppress a sob that wanted to come out, even trying to hold back tears. "...Baby...it's okay to be afraid. Grown mechs can have fear. Don't feel ashamed."
"...I-I can't..." Prowl tried not to sob out "...B-Being afraid is for...s-sparklings..."
"Nah... Slag...even Optimus is scared sometimes." He knelt down close and half pulled Prowl out, forcing him into his lap in a hug. "I'd be scared of lightening too..." Lightening and thunder crash again as Prowl buried himself into Jazz's chest plate. Jazz just smiled solemnly and held him there. "It's okay, baby. I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere 'til it blows over." He held his bonded close, carefully rubbing the sensitive, twitching door wings as he sent calmed pulses through their bond. It seems to work as Prowl didn't shake as much when the next lightening and thunder came. Jazz smiled as he stayed there, slowly calming his bonded. He slowly took him into his arms and stood, moving towards the berth. He carefully laid down on it, settling Prowl down next to him. More lightening flash and Prowl cuddle as close as he can into Jazz. "It's okay Prowler...I'm here..."
"...The twins...made fun of me..."
"WHAT?"
"...T-They...called me a sparkling..."
"Those sons of glitches are getting my fist up their afts so far...!"
"...Jazz, no... ...T-They are right..."
"The PIT they are!"
"...Jazz..."
"You have every right to be scared. All sentient beings get scared. Even the humans on this planet. You are no different."
"...But..."
"No. Don't you go believing them. Slag...even Optimus gets scared!"
"..."
"PROWL..." he said in a dangerous tone.
"...I'm second in command...I'm not supposed to get scared..."
"Nonsense!" Prowl looked at him a bit surprised and confused. "You've gone through a traumatic event. It's okay to be scared. Just because you are afraid of lightening doesn't make you any less stronger of a second in command. The others will still see you as you are."
"But...the twins..."
"Can shove it! Since when do you let them get to you anyway?"
Prowl slowly looked away. "..."
Jazz gently forced him to look at him. "Baby..." Prowl buried his face into Jazz's chest plate again. Jazz hugged him close and spoke soft, calming words to him. "It's alright, baby..." Jazz smiled to hear Prowl slowly calming.
"...I'm sorry..."
"For what, Prowler?"
"... ...For acting like a sparkling..."
"Hey...I thought I told ya to stop that nonsense talk now... You just let the twins rattle ya is all."
"...They will spend some time in the brig..."
"There's the Prowl I know," he smiled. "It's okay. The storm is almost over."
"Good..."
Jazz smiled and cuddled next to him. "I'll always be here for you, promise." Prowl smiled at him. Jazz smiled back and kissed him. Prowl's optics dimmed and he tried to fight sleep. Jazz smiled again.
"...Love you..." Prowl said sleepily.
"Love ya too, baby."
"...Jazz..." he said slowly before fully falling into recharge.
Jazz gently kiss the area of Prowl's helm where his chevrons meet. "Sleep well, Prowler." he said.
