A/N: another songfic, this time for Prowl/Jazz. The song is called Headlights by Snow Patrol. Enjoy!

For once I want to be the car crash

Not always the traffic jam

Hit me hard enough to wake me

And lead me wild to your dark roads

Jazz sat impatiently in the traffic jam, revving his engine. At this rate, he was going to be late for the meeting with Optimus. And that was bad for his status. He revved his engine again, honking on his horn. He moved another few feet, seeing the flashing lights in the distance. And he wished that he was the one there, not stuck here in human traffic.

The screams of a siren in the shoulder of the road made him turn his scanners on. It was someone he knew. The police car slowed, coming to a stop beside him. He was glad of his hologram, letting the humans think he was just another mindless machine. But there was no tricking this police car.

"Jazz, come on. You're going to be late." The police car said, and with that, they were off. Jazz gladly peeled away, following the police car closely. There were many grumbles and curses as well as car honking form the other people in the jam. But, Jazz was glad to follow one of his oldest friends, Prowl. They passed the accident, going well over the speed limit. But they were not pulled over. And Jazz was glad to be traveling wildly down the dark road on the way to the base with Prowl.

Headlights, before me

So beautiful, so clear

Reach out and take it

Cause I'm so tired of all this fear

They chased each other, laughing and acting like sparklings. They were sure to not hurt any of the humans that were on the road, but they continued to have fun, racing around the startled motorists. Jazz pulled ahead, letting his engine growl and hum with excitement as he raced around tight turns and squealing brakes around the turns. He finally pulled into a parking lot for a abandoned building, making sure that no one else was around. Prowl pulled in behind him, laughing and making a scene.

"I should ticket you, Jazz! That was some driving!" Prowl said, and both of the cars clicked on their headlights as the darkness took over this planet. They watched the stars come out, aware that this was making both of them very late for their meeting. Neither Autobot cared.

"We should go in, Jazz." Prowl said, breaking the quiet and peace of the night. Jazz sighed, then he started to transform

Jazz transformed before Prowl did, leaving Prowl in his alt mode and Jazz in robot mode. Jazz left his lights on, leaving Prowl a little blinded. But Prowl didn't mind. He was thinking about how beautiful the headlights were. And he didn't feel afraid.

"Prowl?" Jazz asked, and Prowl laughed, quickly changing to his robot mode. Jazz noticed how they were almost level, with Prowl being only a few feet taller than him. Jazz was used to looking up at all of his friends. Jazz offered him his hand, dispelling his fear of being denied. Prowl quirked an optic ridge at this gesture, but he took the offered hand anyways. He was tired of his fear of Jazz anyways. Just because he was the second Lieutenant in the army didn't mean that he would be scary. He was just an Autobot, plain and simple. And Prowl was aware that he was starting to figure out his feelings for his friend.

My tongue is lost; oh, I can't tell you

Please just see it in my eyes

They walked into the base together, hand in hand. And they noticed the looks of the other Autobots. They just didn't care. They were finally happy, noticing each other's feelings finally. They went into the meeting together, not letting go of each other's hand.

"Jazz, Prowl, good to see you're finally here." Optimus said, but he was not angry with them. He had hoped that these two would notice their feelings. They had been alone for as long as Optimus could remember, and he didn't want them to be alone anymore.

"Sorry, we got held up in a traffic jam. You should have seen the headlights in the darkness, it was so beautiful." Jazz said, and he felt Prowl squeeze his hand. HE smiled, and they stood waiting for the meeting to start.

After the meeting was over, the Autobots filed out of the room, heading to their own rooms. Prowl and Jazz were the last two to leave, and they were unsure of where to go.

"My place?" Jazz said, and Prowl nodded, smiling. They stopped walking a few steps down the hall, caught up in each other's optics. They could see each other's feelings clearly in the optics. And they smiled, knowing they felt the same.

I pull up thorns from our ripped bodies

And let the blood fall in my mouth

"Prowl!" Jazz screamed, searching for his lost bondmate. He could tell that Prowl was still there, online and injured. He rushed across the muddy field, his blue visor keeping the rain and mud out of his optics.

"Jazz!" came the reply Jazz had been waiting for. HE located his bondmate, smiling at the police car. There was some shrapnel stuck in his shoulder, and Jazz knew that he had to get it out.

"Prowler, this is going to hurt." Jazz said, and he pulled out the shards of metal that were stuck in his shoulder. Prowl screamed, and Jazz almost offlined form the shared pain. HE threw away the shards, noting that there was a slight energon leak from the injured shoulder. Jazz wiped at his mouth, aware that a small bit of Prowl's energon was getting into his mouth. He protected his fallen mate with jealousy, keeping everyone away until the medbots could come to collect him.

Headlights, before me

So beautiful, so clear

Reach out and take it

Cause I'm so tired of all this fear

"Jazz?" Prowl asked, and the lieutenant turned around, a smile on his face. Prowl was standing there, in the darkness, his headlights illuminating the smile on Jazz's face. He was aware of how beautiful Prowl was, even in his outline. Jazz reached out a hand, offering it to Prowl.

"Let's go for a drive." Jazz said, and they both changed into their alt modes, revving their engines. They turned on their headlights as they raced off into the oncoming darkness.