A/N: I promised a Prowl/Jazz moment didn't I? Well, I'm trying to focus on the not so cuddly aspect of parenting here.
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Disclaimer: No, I do not in any way own TF's.
Family is forever – chapter 24 – Valid Worries
Prowl and Jazz were out of base. They needed to after Optimus had gone in to talk to their youngling. The Datsun had met up with the Porsche and together they had drove to the nearest national park to lose themselves in the leafy surroundings. In silence, they had transformed and sat against a large oak tree together, wrapping their arms around each other.
"We can't go on like this." Prowl broke the silence first, voice lined with anxiety.
"Ah know."
Growling, the tactician said, "Why must we subject our youngling to this? To war and to pain, and to being singled out? It is not fair on her."
"Ya sayin' ya regret sparkin' me?" asked Jazz quietly, attempting to soothe the bubbling anger within his mate.
Clutching Jazz close, Prowl whispered, "Never. Never regret you, loving you, bonding with you. Never regret Harmony. But I regret that we have fought for millennia and only now have we truly felt it within ourselves to eradicate the threat to our future. I regret that our beautiful, innocent daughter has been exposed to what we all have been exposed to for far too long."
The saboteur nodded, twisting so he straddled his bondmate, so they could hold each other more securely, more intimately. "Ah need to act sweetspark. Ah ain't gonna rest until this war is over. Ah want more sparklin's with ya, but Ah don't want 'em to know war."
"Agreed," murmured the doorwinger.
The azure visor flashed as he continued in a conspiratorial whisper, "What if it's just ya and me?"
Prowl tilted his helm in question.
"What if," Jazz said slowly, thinking hard, "just you and me infiltrate the base. Capture Megsy and bring him back and force him to surrender or die? Like ya promised him on the battlefield."
"It's risky," Prowl replied.
Voice fierce with emotion, the other black and white said, "But worth it if it ends the war. Worth it if Ah don't have to see Harmony's sad little faceplates, and that she's afraid to be around other mechs. Mechs she had no qualms about bein' 'round before! Nah Prowler, it's worth it. You and Ah can't sit idle while Prime hums and haws about it. He's restrained by the morality of the Matrix. We ain't. So…Prowler…my sweetspark, my other part of me, and the best mech Ah'll ever know…ya in?"
The tactician stared hard into his lover's visor, before whispering, "All right. When I get back to base, I'll begin devising plans for each and every contingency."
Jazz sighed, smiling now that he had a goal, something to work towards. Their bond blossomed open then, and they communicated without words, only their purest, deepest emotions for each other. Litanies of love sung through them, filling them up, taking them away.
Soon, they were kissing, intensely and slowly, savouring the moment. Hands roamed over well known spots they had discovered on each other. They focussed on making each other forget, for a little while at least, that there was nothing but them and their love.
Starscream was worried.
Megatron's actions in the past battle…had gone too far.
He had nothing against the plan to capture the youngling. Capture. A very different thing from murdering the youngling. He would have gladly taken the little scraplet if they had brought her back to base, and would have looked after her. He, as a Seeker, knew the value of young life. It seemed like Megatron had forgotten.
Another reason why he hated the warlord.
To be so arrogant as to think there would be no retaliation from the Autobots, Primus's blessing or no, was foolish.
Starscream paced his quarters. He didn't like the Autobots. But at least they wouldn't kill the enemies young on sight. They had a history throughout the war of making sure to care for Decepticon younglings if they ever appeared (rare as they were).
Skywarp and Thudercracker agreed with him that their leader had been too impulsive, too insane, and suggested they should hide on the day that Prowl and Jazz came for the Megatron.
Starscream was inclined to agree with them. He had no wish to die. He did not want to get in the way of two very protective and very strong Autobot commanders with a bloodlust for the one who had tried to destroy one of the things most precious to them. Making a decision, the tricolour Seeker nodded and murmured aloud, "When the day comes, I will merely step aside, point them in the right direction, and enjoy the drama."
A/N: Reviews are always lovely ;D
Oooh, the wheels are going to spin soon!