"Hold it still," Sideswipe mumbled quietly to Sunstreaker as they tried to set up their latest prank. Their target? Jazz.

"I am I am!" Sunstreaker protested, keeping the bucket still.

"You're gonna dump it on us!" Sideswipe hissed while opening the door so the bucket would rest on top. The prank was old and over-used, but the Twins were still willing to try to get Jazz back for his most recent prank.

"I'm not!" Sunstreaker said again, keeping still, "And watch the paint!"

After a few more minutes of fumbling to get the prank set, the Twins were able to escape to their nearby hiding place to watch.

"This is gonna be awesome!" Sideswipe said excitedly, waiting for their target to walk through the door at any moment. Sunstreaker just hushed his brother. "What? I just want him to hurry up!"

"And get us caught? Be quiet. Prime's quarters are one over."

"Alright, alright!"

There was movement from inside Jazz's quarters, and Sunstreaker moved further into the hiding place to avoid being seen.

"Here we go!" Sideswipe whispered, huddling back beside his brother as the door was slowly opened. The Twins realized a second too late that the one opening the door was not their target.

"Oh shi-!" Sideswipe started before he was cut off by a startled, and very loud, scream. Sunstreaker abandoned his hiding place and went to Chloe's rescue, moving the bucket so she wasn't trapped under it for long.

"Meep..." Sideswipe managed before sprinting away to hide elsewhere as Autobots and a few soldiers came into the now-flooded blue corridor.

"W... W... What... t... the f... frag?!" Chloe shrieked, dripping from head to toe in metallic blue paint.

"What is going on here?" Prowl demanded as he came upon the scene.

Alexis, who had been asleep in Optimus' quarters, viewed the situation tiredly and asked, "Why is Chloe blue?" She frowned at Sunstreaker who was still holding the dripping blue bucket.

"Funny coming from you Lexie..." Ironhide chimed, surveying the yellow Twin and blue child stood outside Jazz's quarters.

"Sideswipe tried to prank Jazz!" Sunstreaker yelped, instantly throwing his brother under the angry police car.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny. I'm supposed to be blue," Alexis snapped at Ironhide. She glared at him for a moment before kneeling and offering a hand to Chloe.

"And you expect me to believe you had no part in it?" Prowl asked, sarcasm practically dripping from his statement.

"Yeah yeah yeah ok ok!" Ironhide said, raising his hands in surrender and backing way slightly from the Xyleon. Chloe blinked the blue paint from her optics before slowly climbing onto the offered hand.

"T... Thanks..."

"Come on! It's paint! Blue paint! Do you really think it'd go well with yellow!?" Sunstreaker yelled at Prowl.

"You're the artist. You would have more access to paint," the police car stated calmly.

"If you two used any from my hanger, you're both scrap metal," Alexis said as she started to walk away from the mess to help get Chloe cleaned up.

"But it's paint! I would never use my paint for this!" Sunstreaker said desperately. Chloe looked up at her friend as she shivered, the cold blue paint seeping through her clothes.

"My office. Now."

"But... but but..." Sunstreaker sighed before trudging to Prowl's office, knowing he'd spelled out his own fate.

"Sorry you were caught in the cross-fire," Alexis said on a sigh. She glanced down at Chloe and offered the shivering girl a smile.

"I... It's ok... P... Primus I'm cold..." Chloe stuttered, shivering violently but managing a smile at Alexis.

"I know. You'll be warm again in a few minutes." Alexis gently curled her hand into a fist around her friend to try to help Chloe warm up. Chloe reluctantly cuddled down in Alexis' warm hand as Alexis walked, slowly warming up despite the paint seeping into her clothes.

~~~Some time later…~~~

Ratchet turned as soon as he heard the doors to Medbay open, half an hour after he'd commed the two patients.

"Took you long enough..." He said, a snarky tone making itself present in the medic's voice.

"Calm down. Chloe had to get the paint off and get changed. The hall her quarters are in were still getting mopped up by the Twins," Alexis snapped back, not in the best of moods. Normally she was fine with Ratchet's attitude. Not this time. Ratchet raised his hands in surrender, not wanting to have his helm bitten off by a most likely hormonal femme.

"Ok ok!"

Alexis just fell silent and glared daggers at the medic.

"Alright I'm sorry!" Ratchet yelped, really not wanting to be killed.

"Sorry, Ratch, I'm just not feeling that great," Alexis said with a sigh. "Why did you want us here again?"

"Just normal medical checkups on you both. For you, to see how the newspark is developing. For Chloe, to see if she's getting any better at remembering things." Ratchet said simply, grabbing the necessary scanners for the job. Alexis grumbled under her breath, but kneeled to let Chloe down having been carrying the girl.

"Huh..? Oh thanks Alexis..." Chloe said, sliding off Alexis' hand and onto the cool metal floor. Ratchet nodded, gesturing to the differing medberths that were set up. The Xyleon nodded in response to Chloe but didn't move. The human was much more responsive and headed to the ordered berth.

"So..." Chloe said, half mumbled under her breath as Ratchet scanned her head, "Am I gettin' any better?"

"You are. Although I suggest that you continue making sure you have your information correct with others. But it leads to something that needs to be addressed..." Ratchet trailed off absently and typed something in to the datapad that held Chloe's information.

"Oh? What's that?" Chloe asked, looking up at the medic as he fiddled with the datapad.

"Nothing of worry. I need to talk to Perceptor and Jazz before you leave," he replied.

"Right... Ok..." Chloe said uncertainly, swinging her legs back and forth as they dangled over the edge of the medberth she was currently sat on, "Is it anythin' really bad?"

"No, no... You're showing improvement, actually," Ratchet said. He smiled at the nervous girl and set the datapad aside.

"Oh ok... That's good! ... Right?" Chloe replied, unsure of her answer almost instantly.

"That's very good. You'll recover without any damage."

Chloe nodded, a smile painting her face.

"Awesome!"

Ratchet chuckled and nodded. Chloe smiled, sitting back on the human berth as Ratchet moved off to check Alexis' and the newspark's progress.

Although, Alexis still seemed more than willing to make trouble and resist, as she had every time Ratchet asked for her to head to Medbay. That had gotten much worse after the two girls were returned from the clutches of the Decepticons. And, once again, the usual questions were asked from the medic.

"Purged any Energon? Felt any movement? Any pain anywhere?"

"Yes, no..." Alexis trailed off and edged back towards the door, unwilling to sit as she was told to. Medbay reminded her too much of being tortured, since that was how every session started. Medbay equaled pain in her mind. Ratchet gave Alexis a once-over with the scanner despite the distance she kept on moving away from him. Soon enough the results came through and Alexis was deemed, as always, healthy.

"Alright, healthy enough to go."

Alexis flinched at the scanner but nodded, not comfortable with Ratchet's tools so close. Memories of being stabbed and cut and having her head opened while she was awake to change who she was flashed before her optics and she began to tremble, fighting back the emotions that came with them.

"Stay calm Alexis, it's alright," Ratchet said comfortingly, putting the scanners away. The Xyleon mumbled something in her native language but didn't panic further. "Need I repeat myself? You're good to go Alexis..." Ratchet said gently. She hissed something at the medic and practically fled the room. Ratchet rolled his optics before comming Jazz and Perceptor.

It didn't take long for the two mechs to arrive, Jazz only having to make up an excuse to abandon Optimus in a meeting, and Perceptor nearby in his shared lab with Wheeljack.

"Glad you could finally join me..." Ratchet said, looking up from the datapad containing Chloe's file.

"Sorry, I was with Prime an' Prowler gettin' an audio lectured off..." Jazz said. He smiled at Chloe. Chloe smiled back, wanting dearly to get up from the berth and be Jazz's parrot again.

"Mm... Well..." Ratchet said before shutting off the datapad. "It looks like Chloe's memory has improved to the point that she can go back to studying. If that's still wanted."

Perceptor nodded, as did Jazz, while Chloe jumped up with a million different protests as to why she shouldn't.

"There's no reason you can't," Ratchet said firmly. "Perceptor's still willing to help you, as am I. And you may be able to convince Alexis to take over teaching you languages. You need to learn. It's not an option to just goof off for the rest of your life."

"Who said I was gonna 'goof off'? I don't want to go back to studying!" Chloe protested, waving her arms to get her point across, "As much as you'd miss me going to school, I ain't going!"

"Who said we were sending you to school?" Ratchet asked. "You would be tutored here on base. Or did you miss that when I said Perceptor and I would tutor you, possibly Alexis as well?"

Chloe merely scowled at the medic.

"I flatly fraggin' refuse to be tutored!"

"They tutored ya before," Jazz pointed out.

"Don't car- Whose side are you on?!" Chloe all but cried at her bondmate, not believing for a second that he was on Ratchet's side.

"I think ya should get an education. That ain't wrong," Jazz shrugged, "I'm not on anyone's side."

Chloe growled, refusing to be made to work for six hours a day with two mechs who would most likely make her brain turn to goo and fall out her ears.

"No."

"Why not?" Perceptor asked, speaking up for the first time.

"I've always hated school! I can never concentrate! And now I doubt I'll be able to at all!"

"We will help you," he said gently.

"Why? There's no point in trying cos I'll only give you all a headache!"

"You have two options. You either allow us to tutor you here on base, or we will present the information to Prime and Lennox and get you sent to a boarding school elsewhere. If that's what you force us to do, you will be unable to see Jazz for majority of the school year since he's needed here. And you're the only one that needs to continue their education that's on base. Take your pick," Ratchet snapped in frustration.

Chloe growled, digging her nails into her head as she sat back down on the berth, not knowing what to do taking its toll on her. The three mechs went quiet to allow her to choose for herself. After all, it was her decision.

"Fine!" Chloe said after a short while, "Fine! Tutor me! I don't care anymore..."

"We will start tomorrow," Ratchet said almost immediately. Chloe's optics narrowed.

"Frag you all," She said venomously, "Frag you all sideways."

The following morning, at 5:31 am, Chloe's peaceful sleep was ripped away from her by very insistent knocking. Her optics slowly pried themselves open as she reluctantly hauled herself from the comfort of a warm bed, trudging barefoot across a cold floor to answer the door. Swinging it open with the force of a hurricane, she mumbled tiredly, "What?"

"Good morning Chloe," Ratchet said pleasantly. Chloe's optics reopened before she scowled.

"Frag you sideways." She retorted before trudging back into her quarters and flopping back down onto her bed.

"You have exactly five minutes to be in the Rec Room Chloe," Ratchet firmly said before leaving. Chloe growled again, forcing her body to act and hauled herself up again; grabbing her jeans and shirt, she quickly got dressed before half-sprinting to the Rec Room, cursing Ratchet with every name under the sun as she went.

She found Ratchet seated at one of the empty tables, an Energon cube in one hand and a datapad in the other. He looked up when she entered and actually smiled. A plate of food was waiting for Chloe on the table. Chloe just blinked, confusion clouding her face as she slowly approached.

"Wait... What?"

Ratchet set down what he had been holding and stood. He walked over and kneeled, offering a hand to Chloe. She blinked again before slowly climbing on, seriously confused at the turn of events. She wasn't offered an explanation. Instead she was gently set on the Autobot height table where, like most, a smaller human sized one was set up. Ratchet retook his seat and picked the datapad up so he could return to reading. Chloe took her seat, picking up a fork and poking around at the food on the plate, still very confused.

"I spoke to Alexis last night. She's more than willing to take over teaching you languages if you want," Ratchet said suddenly. Chloe jumped slightly and nodded.

"Will... she teach me art too?" Chloe asked quietly.

"She can. It would give her something to do. Or I could be cruel and force Sunstreaker to work with you," Ratchet replied.

"Not the Sunflower!" Chloe cried, almost regretting asking.

Ratchet chuckled then said, "Alexis will teach you art. Neither Perceptor or I could."

Chloe nodded in relief; thanking Primus she had been spared a fate worse than death. Even getting a slight speck of LEAD on Sunstreaker's paintjob would result in death. For anyone.

"She went through the same thing as you are," Ratchet said. Chloe slowly nodded, still picking at her plate of food. "And she hated every minute of getting up early. So far you're handling this better than she did."

"I am? Funny, cos I'm about to rip someone's head off..." Chloe said, her threat empty as almost always.

"She actually tried at one point," Ratchet responded with a chuckle. "Ironhide's when he angered her. She'd had enough..."

Chloe giggled softly, picturing her friend trying to tear off the warrior's head.

"She would've managed if Megatron hadn't walked in..."

"Oh..."

"One of the few times Ironhide found himself in debt to Megatron," Ratchet said with a slight chuckle. Chloe nodded, still finding it hard to believe that, once upon a time, Megatron wasn't always evil. Ratchet's smile had become sad and he sighed, looking away from his datapad down to Chloe.

"I brought you here to tutor you, not to bore you with the history of Cybertron's royal family..." he mumbled. Chloe shrugged.

"I've always liked history, to be honest, and learning about another Royal family interests me," She replied, not eating any of her food.

"There's a lot I could tell you... After all, Ironhide and I practically raised Optimus since Sentinel was always too busy for his sons, and Alexis is only an Earth month younger than Optimus. She was on Cybertron for thousands of years..." Once again Ratchet sighed, but this time he wearily rubbed his optics.

"Cool! Could you teach me History then?" Chloe said, eager for once to know more. Ratchet's expression became bittersweet.

"I may be ancient, but I only know the History of Optimus' family, and some of Alexis'. Optimus or Alexis would be a better option. I spent my time learning to be a medic, not a historian," he responded.

"It's a start, even if it is only bits and pieces." She said, still picking at her food.

"It is. But I have other things I need to be teaching you, since their history won't help you with anything. I'd be willing to tell you more later though," he replied. Chloe whined, pouting as she kept picking absently at her food, hunger there but not at the same time. Ratchet fell silent as he drank his Energon, lost in his thoughts.

An awkward silence settled over the two beings as one refuelled while the other remained hungry, neither breaking it for a second. Ratchet finally finished his Energon, setting down the empty cube and subspacing the datapad he'd been reading.

"Are you going to eat?" he asked. "Or shall we get started?"

A few hours later, Ratchet had to return to his role as CMO, and Perceptor took over. After another few melt-melting hours with him, Alexis finally appeared in the Rec Room. The time with her was by far the smoothest.

"So... 'H' is this crazy symbol?" Chloe asked, pointing to a slightly swirled Cybertronian symbol after requesting to learn Cybertronian. Alexis laughed and nodded.

"'Crazy symbol?'" she repeated. She took Chloe's pencil for a moment and drew out a very complex symbol that looked impossible to replicate. "An 'X' in my language."

Chloe nodded and attempted to copy the symbol, only succeeding in doing half before it went wrong.

"Dammit... These are hard to draw..." Chloe commented, trying again for the millionth time.

"Stick to Cybertronian for now. They are hard, but it gets easier with practice. Trust me on that," Alexis said with a gentle smile. She leaned back in her chair and rested a hand on her stomach. "You picked a hard language to learn... This is just the written side of it. Speaking is much worse."

"I'll keep learning it... I guess I lost half my brain thanks to Perce in Maths..." Chloe said with a smile, setting down her pencil and stretching.

"If that's the case, be glad I get to work with you after him. Ratchet wouldn't be as forgiving..." Alexis teased. Chloe laughed.

"Agreed!"

"I think you've had enough torture for today," Alexis said despite the fact that they'd only been working on English and Cybertronian for half an hour.

"Really?" Chloe said, tilting her head to the side slightly. The Xyleon nodded.

"Wow... Ok then..." Chloe said, packing away her stuff.

"You just sat through getting lectured by both Ratchet and Perceptor. I don't think you need to sit through another hour or two of being taught. And I'm not feeling the best right now, so I won't keep you," Alexis replied.

"Ah ok then, that's fine by me," Chloe said with a smile, glad Alexis had ended their lesson early, "Do you need to see Ratchet or anything?"

The older girl tensed at the mention of Ratchet, still far from over the torture she'd endured.

"No, thankfully. And I think he may get mad if he finds out I let you go early. Why?"

"Just wondering..." Chloe said, absently getting out her book from Ratchet's lesson and going back over some of the key points he made her note down. Upon seeing that she'd already lost her friend's attention, Alexis stood and headed to the edge of the table.

"I'll see you later. I don't want to distract you," she said.

"Oh... Ok... Later then..." Chloe said, looking up from her book as she watched her friend leave the Rec Room. Alexis headed to Optimus' office while Chloe stayed behind to continue working.

Optimus was startled from his work by a knock on his office door.

"Enter..." He said, laying aside one of the hundreds of datapads he'd acquired in the past few days. Alexis opened the door and stopped in front of Optimus' desk. She smiled and gently took one of his hands in hers. Optimus smiled, almost tiredly, as he gently pulled his sparkmate into his lap.

"Long day?" she asked. With a gentle smile she rested her hands on his arm in support. She kissed his cheek before resettling happily. Optimus nodded before returning the kiss, wrapping an arm around Alexis gently and pulling her in closer.

"A long day indeed... How goes the tutoring?"

"Ratchet and Perceptor kind of fried her brain before I had to add to that. Since she wants to learn Cybertronian, I didn't keep her for long... It would be too much to handle in such a short time," she replied sheepishly. Optimus chuckled, nodding in agreement.

"Cybertronian IS a hard language to learn, especially to translate from English," Optimus said, smiling, "Did they now? This'll be interesting to see how she progresses..."

"It will be. But it makes me glad I'm their student anymore. I think Xylia's language may be a little more difficult, and I sincerely hope she doesn't want to really attempt it. Cybertronian's hard enough," Alexis said. She placed her hand on her stomach again and closed her optics, listening to the soft sound of Optimus' spark and vents. Optimus nodded in agreement.

"I also hope she does not want to attempt it..."

Alexis sighed.

"Sometimes I wish I was more like you. At the very least the same species..." she said, changing the subject. Optimus shook his helm.

"As I've said a million times, I love you the way you are Alexis..."

"I know but... You do understand that I've ended the Prime line, don't you? I can't physically carry a Cybertronian... This child is going to be a Xyleon. I can't help continue your species at all. And there are so few femmes..."

Optimus nodded.

"I know, but I'd rather keep your species going. Ours can survive."

"Yours is at war with itself! The Autobots are fighting the Decepticons, both of which are Cybertronians!" Alexis broke off to allow herself to calm down before she continued, "There are so few left... You need warriors and Autobots more than you need another Xyleon. More than you need someone else to take care of."

"I know Alexis, really I do. But we know that we're the last of our kind. The same cannot be said for you." Optimus said in an even tone.

"I don't want to see the Autobots die out... I don't. If the Xyleons die off it's their fault," she stated bitterly. "Somewhere out there I have a... home... to return to. Filled with 'my own kind'. But the ones I care about, the species I love, is here and dying off..."

Optimus sighed, knowing Alexis wasn't going to give up on this one.

"Alexis, please... It won't be your species' fault that they die out... Don't ever think that..."

"It will be," she said. But she let it go for the time being. She couldn't change anything anyways. "The others are going to notice soon..."

Optimus nodded, having been planning how to tell the others on the base that Alexis had been sparked.

"I've been thinking about that non-stop..."

"It's starting to show, which is why I brought it up." Alexis smiled at her sparkmate. Optimus smiled widely at Alexis, gently placing a hand on Alexis' stomach.

"Indeed it is..."

It sent a blush through Alexis' cheeks and she looked away. She put one of her hands on his and shook her head.

"It's funny... Earlier we couldn't make up our mind as to whether we should keep it or not..."

"And now we both wish to keep it..." Optimus said with a smile, gently resting his chin on Alexis' head. His sparkmate purred softly for a moment before speaking up again.

"As much as the timing couldn't be worse, I look forward with raising a child with you... Celeste always thought I was crazy, but I loved working with sparklings and younglings."

"I look forward to it too... And I don't doubt that you'll be a fantastic mother to the little one..."

"I hope so. And you have to be careful from now on..." she said, poking his chestplate with a claw. "I can't lose you again. Especially not now. Be careful, please..."

"I will, don't worry yourself..." Optimus said, gently caressing Alexis' cheek with a metal finger and smiling. Her optics flickered closed and she leaned into his touch. She nodded after a moment.

"I just don't want to lose you a second time."

"You can't lose me again and you won't." Optimus said gently, continuing the action as he leaned in and kissed his bondmate. Alexis pulled away not long after, getting to her feet and offering a hand to Optimus.

"It's getting to be late. I think you've done enough today..." she suggested. Optimus nodded, graciously accepting hand and standing.

"I'll be glad to get out of here..."

She led her mate out of his office happily, glad to have his company.

Ratchet wasn't exactly in a good mood by the time he returned to the Rec Room late that night. After the time spent teaching Chloe he had gone straight to Medbay. Only to find more than half of his tools welded to the ceiling. He'd been less than impressed, and it had taken hours to get them all down without damaging anything.

Upon his arrival to the Rec Room, he saw a small figure slumped over one of the tables. He frowned and approached, his optics widening once he realized that Chloe had spent the entire day studying. He smiled, got himself an Energon cube, and sat at the table Chloe was asleep on.

"Nnn..." Chloe mumbled in her sleep, shifting slightly and curling up tighter. Ratchet chuckled softly as he took out one of his datapads, choosing to stay with Chloe rather than wake her. Chloe stirred slightly, her pen still in her hand and hovering above a page of notes she'd been making from Ratchet's lesson. Ratchet smiled, slowly removing the pen from Chloe's hand before moving away to get a blanket for the sleeping girl.

A short while later Ratchet had returned and had draped a blanket over Chloe's shoulders, gently shifting her tutoring equipment away before sitting back in his own seat and reading through a datapad. He stayed throughout the entire night, slipping into recharge himself not long after making sure Chloe would be comfortable.

The next morning the first thing Chloe awoke to was the soft corner of a blanket brushing her cheek.

"Mm..? What...?"

The room was quiet, deserted by all but Chloe and Ratchet. The medic was still in recharge when Chloe woke up, his head propped up by a fist. A sleepy smile passed across Chloe's face as she curled up against Ratchet, seeking comfort from his holoform's heat. He moved in his sleep, gently wrapping an arm around Chloe to hold her close. Chloe shifted slightly before going back to sleep, numbers and letters dancing around her eyes and mind as she slept.

A couple of hours later the rest of the Autobots and soldiers on the base were filing into the Rec Room, none of them knowing how soft the resident Medic could be.

"Can't you just tell me the answer?" Epps whined, begging Lennox to tell him the answer to a riddle he'd set his friend.

"Nope! Work it out! Besides, it ain't that h- WUT IS THAT." Lennox said, deadpanning at the sight of a usually cold-sparked Medic asleep with one person who annoyed him greatly in his lap. Epps blinked in surprise and shrugged.

"I have no clue..." he stated. As the two soldiers stared, others tried desperately to not burst out laughing at the scene. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe then took the liberty of taking hundreds of pictures for blackmail for future use. Optimus then walked into the room, glanced at both Ratchet and Chloe, then continued to the Energon dispenser to get two cubes.

"Staring isn't polite," he said calmly as if seeing the two together was a normal occurrence.

"But... that's... just... weird..." A few soldiers stated, still staring in disbelief at the two sleeping beings.

"Even so, would you be willing to risk Ratchet's wrath?" Optimus asked. A majority of the Autobots in the room decided to leave at that statement, all of them knowing too well what Ratchet's temper was like.

"I value my life but at least we aren't the ones taking photos..." Lennox said, "Unlike Sunstreaker and Sideswipe here..." Walking past the sleeping duo, Lennox grabbed a small beer can from the cupboard as others followed his example.

"They can fend for themselves if Ratchet finds out," Optimus responded without sympathy. He picked up the two cubes and looked over at Ratchet and Chloe once more before heading back to his quarters. Epps stared after the Autobot leader.

"Alright guys," he said, "Who broke Prime again?" Epps turned to the other soldiers, earning quiet laughter from his friends.

"Alexis?" Will playfully suggested. It earned more soft laughter from the soldiers. He looked up when Jazz entered the room.

"Sup Jazz?" Epps said, waving over the saboteur... who just stared at his bondmate and Ratchet, jealousy almost kicking in. The silver mech was slow to respond and move.

"You ok Jazz?" Lennox said, looking up from a report he'd been reading.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine," Jazz finally responded. He approached the table Ratchet and Chloe were at and honked his horn loud enough to startle them both awake. Chloe yelped as she was dumped out of Ratchet's grip, landing hard on the floor as she rubbed her head. Looking up at Jazz she winced before straightening, grabbing her stuff and leaving the room. Epps looked back and forth between Ratchet, Jazz and where Chloe had been a few seconds before, a confused look plastered across his face.

"What... was all that bout?" He asked, frowning deeply. He didn't receive an answer as Jazz stalked off after Chloe and Ratchet gathered his items and left not long after. Lennox sighed as he carefully tread the minefield of answers as he replied to Epps' question.

"They had a fight about this whole tutoring thing; both of them said things that hurt each other, Jazz more so..." Lennox said quietly, careful to not let any other ear hear.

"Oh... fun..." Epps mumbled. It was yet another thing they had to worry about.