A/N- Alrighty gals! It's time to speed up this relationship a bit, don'tcha think? ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, as much as I wish it were true. Amy and Kayla are MINE! :)

On with the show!

We had been on the road for hours, and still had about another hour before we get to mission city. Jazz and I had listened to music together and he played for me his favorite songs out of my library. He seemed to really enjoy the loud hair bands and the Goo Goo Dolls most, followed by some newer rap and country.

Did I mention his stereo system is the best thing ever? As the bass thrummed under my seat I took note that there were no rattles in the car. It was a refreshing feeling to listen to music at such a high volume and still have such perfect clarity. The feeling of my stomach vibrating relaxed as much as it excited me.

It was dark outside now, and Jazz was cruising at 100mph while playing 'I wanna be sedated' by the Ramones. When the song ended he asked "Do ya need to stop? We got bout another 120 miles ta go."

"Sure, I need to stretch my legs a moment and use the ladies room."

Jazz pulled off onto the side road and into a well lit gas station. His holoform flickered on and the passenger side door opened for me. I reached into the back and pulled out a clean change of clothes, including my black knee skirt, electric blue tank top, and blue flip flops and headed into the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face of the day's grime, and went into a stall to change and potty. After washing my hands and bundling my old clothes up I walked out and wandered around the snacks isle. Picking out a plain Hershey's bar and soda, I paid for it and made my way back to Jazz. He had parked out on the end and waved my chocolate in the air tauntingly, I had to share the experience with him while we had these moments alone.

I opened up the back passenger door, tossed my old clothes in a neat pile in the bag, and closed the door. Just as I went to get in the car a hand stopped me from touching the handle. I noticed Jazz's holoform wasn't in the car, but the hand grabbing me wasn't his shade. My heart stopped and I turned about quickly, pressing my backside into the car handle as I distanced myself as far as I could from the offending man.

His eyes were glazed in a drunken haze as he leaned into my face and exhaled a foul burp "Hey missy... What'r you doin' all alone?"

"Ugh.." I groaned, this was embarrassing. gathering the courage to touch the disgusting man, I pushed him back easily and waved a hand in front of my face "Ever heard of personal space? Get lost." I slid down Jazz's length to just beyond the door and popped it open, preparing to jump in as soon as I was sure I'd have the time to get the door closed. Why hadn't he popped out and gave this dude an arse whoopin?

The drunk man grinned "A pretty lil thing like you don't need no personal space, it needs meh!"

I laughed "Thanks for noticing, I'm quite well on my own thanks." His face scrunched up in thought, had I truly stumped him? Double negatives anyone?

He seemed to come to terms with whatever was going through his mind and took a lunge for me. I slid out of the way and the man snacked against Jazz's door with a thud and drool escaped his mouth before he backed up. Jazz seemed to wake up then, his car form vibrating and his holoform appearing out of thin air next to me with a look of disbelief on his perfect face. "That was seriously disgustin, man!"

He stormed up to the drunken man and punched him hard, then pulled him up and slammed him back into his car form. The drunken man groaned as Jazz picked at his shirt to find a clean spot, bundling it up, and using it to wipe off the man's spittle from his roof.

Once it was spotless again, Jazz growled out curses and led the man away from us as I slid into the car and waited for him to come back. A few moments later, Jazz's car form roared to life and he sped out of the lot and back onto the road.

The hilarity of the situation hit me then, and I was soon gasping for air and holding my stomach "Oh my gosh, he spit on you!"

Jazz groaned "Ah know! Ah don't mind a whole lotta things, but that was just wrong!"

I shook my head as tears kept forming "His breath was bad enough, I think you need a good wash before we meet your buddies."

Jazz seemed to think about it a moment, and I swear I could hear him sniff "Ew.. you're prolly right Amy."

I smiled at him "Hit the next closest car wash and I'll fix ya up all pretty like." I taunted. "Speaking of which," I tilted my head "Why didn't you knock the guy out when he lunged at me the first time? You wouldn't have gotten spittle on you in the first place!"

"Uhhh..." Jazz thanked Primus she couldn't see his blush "Ah was distracted."

Just inside Mission City limits we found an empty car wash area with 5 slots. Jazz pulled in and set in park in the far right slot where the lights were dimmer. Just as I was about to step out, Jazz's holoform set a hand on my arm, effectively stopping me. I turned my head to glance at him and blushed at the close proximity. His face wasn't but a few inches from mine and I could feel the easy breaths he took as he handed me a silver wash cloth. My eyes crinkled and I giggled "You have your own special cloth, eh?"

He winked before pulling his face from mine "Ah dunno where all the others have been."

I rolled my eyes with a smile then got out and closed the door, rag in hand, and set coins into the machine. I set the temperature to luke warm and proceeded to wet him down before dipping the cloth into soap. I started on the hood with large sweeping motions on the top and scrubbing away the bug juice. I worked small circles on the headlights and front bumper before digging my nails into the crevasses. Jazz gave a little jump as I moved up the hood with my nail still in the crevasse and I frowned, thinking I had hurt him "Let me know if I hurt you Jazz. I don't know what's sensitive." I thought for a moment and tilted my head "On second thought, where should I avoid so... you know..." My face flushed in embarrassment and I scratched my cheek nervously.

I looked into the drivers side to see Jazz staring at me intensely, his eyes glowing almost a white hot. Jazz's lips turned up "Ah don't have mech parts ya can reach in this form, if that's the question."

I blushed and nodded, then continued my ministrations around the driver's side and mirrors, working more circles around the windows and mirrors. I slid the rag covered nail into the weather stripping for the driver window and cleaned out the muck there. By now, Jazz was sitting low on his axles in what I assumed was relaxation. I stayed gentle as I worked around the fenders and up onto his backside. I cleaned his license plate, rear bumper, and trunk and moved to the passenger side. I grabbed the water again and sprayed off the soap I had just applied and re-wet the new side.

I washed the part of him that had spit, first. I even gave it the sniff test to be sure it was gone before I moved onto the rest of him.

I massaged the dirt and grime away from his rear fender, back passenger door, and was working on the passenger window when I felt his strong hands grip my wrist. I couldn't help the gasp that escaped my lips in surprise as he stood there pressed against my back, pressing me in turn into his mildly wet form.

I heard the panting in my ear as his alt form's engine purred like a kitten. A warmth in my backside alerted me to what I was doing and I blushed 5 shades of red "I-I'm sorry Jazz, I didn't-"

"Shh..." He quieted me. My heart pumped faster and my face felt like it was going to burn up.

His cheek brushed mine and he kissed my ear tenderly. I felt my chest tighten and he smiled against my ear "Ah'm sorry Amy, You're distracting meh again. Ah felt Ah needed to return the favor." My mind finally processed what had been distracting him at the gas station, my arse against his handles! "Jazz..." My knees went weak as he traced his hand along my side and up to the bottom of my rib cage slowly. Just as he ran into the first rib, he fizzled out of existence.

I leaned against his alt form and took in a few steadying breaths "Not... funny." He laughed from the drivers side seat, but his eyes still glowed that white hot color.

Two could play at that game.

I went back to my ministrations, but I pressed a little harder into his side and windows. His form shivered under my touch and I smirked, payback in the waxing. I washed his roof and sprayed the undercarriage before straying off the suds one last time. Pressing the button on the box, the fans on the ceiling blew down and dried him while I took out the wax and a second silver towel.

Once he was dry, I began massaging wax from his back end, moving forwards on the passenger side before moving to the drivers side. His holoform never made an appearance when he said he would, and I wondered if I had taken it a bit too far. Shrugging, I couldn't do anything about it now. I finished by polishing the hood last, then standing before my work and smiling.

I tapped his hood with my nail and whistled "You clean up nice Jazz!" Still no response.

After a few moments I frowned and tuned around to grab the bucket from the floor. As I bent over, a tingling sensation sent chills down my spine and a loud SMACK resounded through the concrete walls.

My eyes widened and I turned around in shock just to see Jazz's holoform back in it's driver's seat rolling in laughter. I blushed and sputtered a bit while rubbing my now sore arse "Hey now, you're messing with prized cargo here, handle with care!"

I finished cleaning up and dumped Jazz's supplies in his trunk before reaching into my bags in the back seat. I took out clean undies and a bra then walked over to the wall and pulled out the green half curtain.

"Jazz, can you transform and hold this for me?" I asked, holding up the sprayer. It still had time on it, and I planned on making the best of it. Especially since I realized during Jazz's scrub down that I smelled like a goat from 2 days of no shower.

Jazz transformed slowly then knelt down to fit in the tiny space and took hold of the sprayer. I pulled the curtain further across the space while mentioning "No peeking, I'm going to make this quick so I don't scare off your friends with my terrible travel stink."

"Good, cause Ah'm pretty sure Ol Hatchet could smell ya through the comm link."

I mocked hurt and playfully smacked his foot pad "Not nice! Now turn those optics off!" He did as told and I quickly set about stripping out of all but my undergarments and turning the soapy water on.

Later that night we took back roads towards an abandoned storage facility that his leader said we were to meet at. Behind us, a yellow rescue hummer had followed our every move, and behind it was another large vehicle that I couldn't make out.

We pulled into the facility and I noticed a large semi truck with red and blue flames pull in front of us. Jazz followed it down one of the larger lanes where it stopped in front of a yellow Camaro. Two kids exited the Camaro and it transformed behind them into what I could only describe as what a child would look like dressed up like a bumblebee, car wings and all. It was pretty freakin adorable!

I exited Jazz's form and allowed him to transform while I watched in awe as the massive semi change shape. The mech was easily 30 feet tall with a face plate covering his mouth and nose like a bandanna, he had huge audio receptors that stood tall and proud on his head just like the rest of him.

I moved closer to Jazz and touched his foot plates as nervousness filled me. Jazz smiled down to me, one side of his visor winking at me. "Tha's Optimus Prime, Mah leader."

I smiled nervously "Yeah... I kinda guessed that from how tall he is.."

"There's nothin to be fraid of, Amy."

"I know." Of course there's no need to be worried, I had Jazz with me.

I heard transforming behind us, and turned in time to catch sight of the Hummer changing into some sort of medic that looked like he was a bit older than the rest. What caught my attention though, was what stood at his footplates. I took a step from Jazz, letting my hand slide off his foot plate and my mouth went dry.

The figure was all too familiar, and when she turned around her smiling face was the last thing I expected to see... Kayla.

"...What?"