A/N- Just watched the fourth movie, AoE, and cried like a little baby... twice :( My poor Ratchet! Michael Bay better be bringin these dead Autobots back, he's made a huge mistake killin them all off!

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

On with the show!

We were now on the roll, following the black vans that held Sam and Mikaela hostage. Bumblebee was tracking radio signals between the vans and their headquarters and relaying the information over their comm link. Jazz stayed quiet as he listened to Optimus' orders on how they were to catch the main van. I stayed silent as well, providing a comforting hand on his steering wheel and tracing patterns in a soothing manner.

I pondered my attraction to the silver mech, sure, I had instantly been interested in him since he was an alien, foreign to this world. Now though, I wasn't so sure that was the only thing keeping me here. Scratch that, I know it's not the only thing. Somewhere along the road trip I started to feel safer than I ever have before, and in turn, I have grown happy.

As I traced the Autobot symbol on his steering wheel once more, his engine revved and his voice held a softness in it as he chuckled "Ah'll need ya to stop that, Ah can't drive straight!"

I bit my lip and blushed "Sorry Jazz, I've just got a lot on my mind."

His frame rumbled momentarily "Ah understand. Ah jus don't wanna crash with ya in here, Ah'm s'post to be protectin ya."

Another 5 minutes went by before Jazz revved his engine and took off down a side street behind Bumblebee. I watched the road cautiously for any signs of the black vans that held the two kids hostage. We pulled to a stop underneath a bridge a few minutes later and they turned off their headlights. Jazz's seat belt tightened around my form in anticipation "What are we doing?" I whispered after a few moments of sitting tense in my seat.

"We're gonna jump um when Optimus blocks um off." Jazz whispered back. "Oh."

I looked to our left and saw Optimus idling off the side of the road with Ironhide and Ratchet flanking him. I wondered how she was holding up. Giant mechanical robots from another world is probably her personal fantasy, to be honest.

Kayla's mind wandered to the past few days of travel. Ratchet was really nice to her, even letting her listen to the comm as the Autobots shared information as they traveled. She had laughed like a mad man when she overheard bits and pieces of Jazz's obvious liking to his washing. Ratchet blushed as he growled out "She's overloading his processor."

Kayla blushed "You mean she's... turning him on?"

Ratchet scowled "Yes, that would be the appropriate Earth term."

Ironhide growled through the comm :I'm going to offline that femme when I see her if you don't shut up!:

Jazz suddenly became serious :Ah'd like ta see ya try to get close to my femme.:

Ratchet scowled and turned the comm on silent "Alright, that's enough of that."

Kayla was too focused on the matter "He loves her? Is that even possible?"

Ratchet tilted his head to her "Of course, it has happened before many vorns ago." His face pulled down into a frown "But, this is no time to be chasing spark mates, we are in a war."

Now, Kayla couldn't help her thoughts as they traveled to Ratchet, his perfect holoform sitting in the driver's seat. His attire resembled a doctor with his white coat and semi dressy outfit. His glasses sat delicately on his nose as they came close to touching the short, blonde scruff of his beard and mustache. His musky scent was overwhelming in the large vehicle, she wanted him, and he could probably smell it.

She knew he was focused but she couldn't help herself from asking "What happens when you reveal yourselves? The military will most likely try to kill you guys." Her eyes flicked to his perfect face "What will you do?

Ratchet pondered it a moment, then shrugged "I suppose nothing," He glanced to Kayla with a slightly upturned head "They don't know enough about us yet to cause harm." His hand came up and brushed a stray lock of golden hair from his face "Once we have the cube we shall leave this planet in peace."

At that Kayla frowned and looked out to Optimus "I see.." She couldn't hide the disappointment in her voice and Ratchet picked up on her emotions. "Would you prefer us to leave now?"

Kayla's head snapped to him "Of course not, I just.. ," The approaching of headlights stole Ratchet's attention as she mumbled the rest "I just don't want you to go."

Optimus stepped forwards and stopped the van in it's tracks right in the middle of the road, causing the other black vehicles to collide with one another harshly. He picked up the car by the roof and jerked gently, the roof peeled off and the van hit the ground with a thump.

Sam's voice run out clear as day "Oh, you A-holes are in trouble now." His voice took on an edge "Gentlemen, I want to introduce you to my friend, Optimus Prime."

He opened his comm link to the others :Autobots, transform!:

Jazz transformed with me still inside and I somehow ended up in his hand, clinging onto his right pinky finger with my white skirt billowing out off the edge. He held me carefully as he stretched out to his full height. I only then noticed how he was a slight bit smaller compared to the others, but somehow it fit him completely. Jazz noticed my staring and his visor started to glow a bit brighter and his palm twitched. I smiled and looked back to the scene unfolding before us.

Optimus' voice rumbled as he casually glanced down to the tiny men in black suits "Taking the children was a bad move." Not even breaking eye contact with the supposed leader of the black suited men, he added "Autobots, relieve them of their weapons."

A few men from a smaller car jumped out with weapons hot "Freeze!"

Jazz put himself in a stance and raised his left hand "Woah, Gimme those!" The men's weapons seemed to gain a magnetic pull and every weapon from each man was pulled to his left hand and bunched into a ball. As soon as the last weapon fell into place, Jazz glanced at the pile disinterestedly and tossed it into the river behind us. I giggled from my seat at the men's wide eyes and pressed my face into Jazz's pinky to hopefully keep myself from being noticed. I kept my camera on and at the ready, just in case I'd need it.

Hey, you never know when you'll need a camera with extreme zoom and nice sound to get something you shouldn't.

"You do not seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?" Optimus questioned one of the men, who stuttered "Look, there are seven protocols, ok? I'm not authorized to communicate with you except to tell you I can't communicate with you."

Optimus growled "Get out of the car." The man flung his hands above his head and muttered "Okay, okay."

As soon as he was out of the van he glanced around worriedly "Big guys. Big guys with big guns, huh?"

Sam stomped up to him "What is sector seven? Answer me." The man growled "I'm the one who asks questions around here, not you young man!"

"How'd you know about the aliens?" Mikaela asked

"Where did you take my parents?" Sam followed.

The man snorted "I'm not at liberty to discuss it."

Mikaela's eyebrow raised "No?" She set her hands in his coat pocket and took out his badge

"Hey, you touch me, that's a federal offense." Mikaela rolled her eyes "Do-whatever-you-want-with-it badge, right?"

The man rolled his eyes then "Yeah. Brave now all of a sudden, with his big alien friends standing over there."

Sam caught his attention again "Where's sector seven?" "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Kayla sat close to Ratchet's face plates in his armor crease since one of his hands was currently a sawblade. Her hand was resting on his warm cheek and her bottom was planted on his shoulder armor next to the roof ornaments of his hummer form. As Sam and the man exchanged words the noticed Bumblebee unhooking something on his pelvic area.

Her face burned as the equivalent of pee poured out behind a stopper and covered the man Sam was questioning. "Oh my..." Kayla covered her mouth as Ratchet snorted in laughter and covered it with a cough, trying not to let the other's see his slip up. On the other side of the scene, Kayla heard Amy howling in laughter, her camera snapping a picture before she fell back into Jazz's hand.

"Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man!" Optimus ordered with a small smile on his face plates. Next to Ratchet, Kayla heard Ironhide snicker. Bumblebee made a series of whirs and shut off his valve before throwing his hands into the air in defeat.

Jazz was still looking into his palm with amusement and his visor glowed bright as he whispered to Amy. She sat up straight and rubbed at her eyes to wipe up the tears, still coughing and giggling lightly.

Kayla smiled at Amy's grinning face and her eyes softened "You sure did find him, girlie."

Ratchet shuttered his optics at her words, but said nothing. He looked up the words, nothing on the web either.. He'd have to ask her at some point.

I ran a hand through my hair to fix it from the short outburst I just had. My eyes and chest still burned from the strain of laughing so hard, but one had to admit, peeing on a government official was pretty freakin funny!

Mikaela put the icing on the cake by having him take off his clothes and cuffed him to the nearest pole in his skivvies. Jazz tilted his head to me "Is tha s'post to be embarrassin?"

I snickered as I pulled my camera out and snapped another quick photo. I knew this would come in handy! "Use the internet, find Skivvies."

Jazz's optics dimmed "A trademark for underwear. Briefs, panties, drawers, tighty whities,... chonies?" He searched more and his mouth popped open "Oh."

I pointed to him and clicked my tongue with a wink "There ya go!"

The man growled "I will hunt you down, ok?"

Another agent behind him nodded "He'll hunt you down!"

"Without any remorse!" "No remorse!"

The two muttered to one another and Jazz bristled in the same fashion Ironhide had. His silver armor puffing out in alarm like a dog raising it's hackles "Prime, incoming!"

Helicopters flew above the bots and more black cars raced into view from the other side of the bridge. Optimus reached down to the kids and set them on his shoulder "Up you get. Autobots, Roll out!"

Jazz didn't need to be told twice, he folded in on himself and around me then took off behind Ratchet and Kayla. Optimus took off on foot in the opposite direction and I wondered about him "Will he be ok?" I asked.

"Of course. He's our leada for a reason!" I watched as Jazz took sharp, quick turns and left the trailing cops and black cars far behind. Kayla and Ratchet disappeared behind a different turn, but still we kept going. I had no fear with him, and I let my nerves settle and I relaxed into his driver's seat. We drove fast enough that within a few minutes, even I was positive the cops had lost us.

Jazz slowed down as we passed a Porche dealership and I could feel his optics roam over the sleek models. I should have seen it coming, but he turned and drove into the dealership to get a closer look. Passing the different colors, one in particular stood out for me. A small "Oohhh" escaped my lips as we pulled to a stop next to it.

The car was mostly silver in color with blue markings and bits of red to accent. The fin in the back was raised at an elegant angle and I could only stare at the Martini Porsche 935 turbo. A racing car for sure. It sat on an elevated platform for all to see, I could tell it was clearly not for sale.

Jazz's engine revved as he thought "Whatcha think bout a remodel?"

I shrugged nonchalantly "Well, the cops will be after this car so... It would be wise-"

"Na, na, na, I mean, is it sexeh?" He asked hopefully.

I fake thought about it, setting a finger to my lips. I stepped out of his form and walked in a circle around the racing car, trailing my pointer finger along it's stripes and fin. It's smooth surface seemed to stand out in the moonlight and the edges held a handsome shape. I didn't miss the way Jazz's form quivered in excitement.

"Soooo...?" He asked, I could tell he was ready to change right here and now.

I shrugged "As long as you keep your interior the same, I can agree with this exterior." Before I had finished talking, Jazz was already scanning the car. His old paint peeled off and underneath was a new layer similar to the new car. His form lengthened and expanded to fit the new alt mode. A few moments later, he was fully changed and ready to race his new engine.

I swear I could hear his wink in his voice as he asked "Ya ready ta see what Ah can do?"

My stomach did flip flops and I felt like a teenager again "Of course!"

As soon as I hopped in the driver's spot, Jazz raced down the street with the windows down and sped off. The wind whipped my hair around violently and my face scrunched up in an attempt to keep my jaw from hanging open. "Whooooo hooooooo!"

At some point during out drive Jazz rolled up the windows and topped out at 230 mph. I dared the cops to catch us.

Kayla sat on Ratchet's hood as she looked over the bridge at the scene playing out. Nobody could move or interfere as Bumblebee was blasted with liquid nitrogen as the humans tried to tie him up. Sam was shouting and crying "Stop! You're hurting him! Look, he's not fighting back!"

Bumblebee whirred and screamed in pain as the cold substance made contact with his sensitive cords, his optics shifting around and landing on Sam often.

Kayla couldn't look, she tilted her hat down on her head to hide the images before her and grit her teeth together to stop from calling out. After a few moments, she laid sideways across Ratchet's hood and sighed. "This shouldn't be happening.. Why can't we just go kick those humans like the footballs they are?"

Ratchet heard her and his engine rumbled in approval of her wanting to fight for their cause "We cannot risk gaining more attention. I too wish there was a better way to handle this." Kayla understood, but couldn't get the images or screams from her head. The young mech had grown on her with his antics, he reminded her of her lost son.

She had told Ratchet about her life with Kayla, only giving hints at her past marriage. She knew he could tell what she was thinking, but he had no way to truly comfort the woman. The death of a significant other was hard enough, but to loose her mate and sparkling, that was pain he wouldn't even wish on a Decepticon.

"I still think we should go and kick them into the river, at least." She said a bit louder into her hat.

Ironhide sighed and settled lower on his axels "Me too, squishy."

Moments passed by and an engine rumble broke the comfortable silence. Ironhide let out a bark of laughter "I think that little femme is growing on Jazz."

Ratchet grunted in agreement "He's gotten a bit more flashy. Probably showing off." At that, Kayla pulled herself back into a sitting position and watched the headlights approach.

As soon as they were in range for her to see, Kayla rolled her eyes "Just a bit, Ratchet?"

Jazz pulled in beside Ironhide's truck form and I jumped out so he could transform easily. He now had a red Autobot symbol on his chest with blue and red stripes surrounding it like the hood of his alt mode. As soon as we stopped I could feel something wrong, like everyone was waiting with baited breaths. "Hang back, let meh check it out."

With a nod to Ratchet, Jazz jumped over the side of the bridge and I could hear him climbing the railings below.

I frowned at Kayla's teary eyes, something was wrong. "Kayla? What happened?" Kayla shook her head and rubbed her eyes as she looked at Ratchet's hood, running a hand over the warm metal for comfort.

'I guess I should just wait to ask Jazz.' I thought as I looked at her worriedly. I sighed and stood in silence as we waited for Jazz and Optimus to show themselves.

Soon, Jazz and Optimus climbed back over the railing and Optimus handed Kayla something small "Hang onto these for me." Kayla nodded and pressed the small object to her chest protectively.

Optimus sighed and stood to his full height before addressing us "We must find the location of the cube."

I could see Jazz stiffen "What bout Bumblebee? We can't jus leave him to die an become some human experiment!"

That explained a lot, especially why Kayla seemed upset. She had lost her husband and child in a tractor wreck back when she was just hitting her early 20s. Something in Bumblebee reminded me of Aaden, but I couldn't place it. I know Kayla must feel the same way.

Optimus frowned "He'll die in vain if we don't accomplish our mission." He transformed, then, and Jazz followed his lead. I slipped into the driver's seat as Optimus' voice carried over the comm "Bumblebee is a brave soldier. We will get him back as soon as we retrieve that cube and see it to safety."

As the Autobots followed their leader into the desert, I couldn't help but think about the poor young mech. Doomed to die by an idiotic and violent race.

That night they pulled to a stop in a small oasis and allowed their human companions to refresh themselves in the cool water while they talked.

Ironhide was sitting on a large rock, checking his cannons and readying them for combat "Why are we fighting to save the humans anyways?"

Ratchet nodded from his position as he watched over the two femmes at the waterside "They're a primitive and violent race."

Optimus crossed his arms "Were we so different? They're a young species, they have much to learn. But, I've seen goodness in them." Ratchet and Jazz both unconsciously looked to the femmes and Optimus allowed himself a knowing smile "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings."

Sighing he went back to the matter at hand "You all know there's only one way to end this war. We must destroy the cube. If all else fails, I will unite it with my spark."

Ratchet gaped at his leader "But that's suicide! The cube is raw power, it would destroy you both!"

Optimus nodded "A necessary sacrifice to bring peace to this planet and others. We cannot let the humans pay for our mistakes."

That night Kayla laid on the sand next to Ratchet, looking up the the stars in wonder. "What's that one?" She asked as she pointed to a semi-bright lit star.

Ratchet shuttered his optics as he stared at the barely visible star "You would know it as a piece of the constellation of Draco. That star is named Etamin. It makes up the nose in the dragon and is the brightest star in the constellation." His chest vibrated as he hummed "It was a brighter star in the Cybertronian sky."

Kayla stared at the star in wonder "Did it make a constellation on your world?" Ratchet shook his head "No, but it was a valuable star to remember. Inventors used that to guide them to a large planet used specially for powerful machine experiments."

"So you had inventors blowing stuff up too?" She looked to him smiling as he vented.

"Unfortunately, yes. I knew one personally." As he started talking about the offending mech Kayla smiled and drank in the details, listening to his voice as it relaxed her to the brink of sleep.

I stared out at the stars, laying on Jazz's new hood. He was remarkably warm under my back and I cuddled into it happily. I watched the stars glitter and wink at me and I felt a sense of calm overcome me. As I started to drift to sleep a bright flash in my eyes snapped me out of my stupor. A lightning bug drifted over my head and over Jazz's hood, then to nothingness. I sat up and grinned, where there's one, there's many. I popped off the hood, slipping my feet back into my sandals, and took off in a skipping walk to the oasis.

Jazz lazily followed me as he called through the speakers "Where ya goin?" He sounded like he had just woken from a nap. I turned to wink at him and walked backwards "You'll see!"

He followed me into the brush of the oasis and to a spot where we could see the small lake. Tons of lightning bugs flew over the water and hung in the trees as they created an almost ethereal scene of beauty. I took a quick picture before Jazz transformed and knelt beside me to take in the sight with his optics. I then set up my camera on the tripod quickly, changing the shutter speeds and ISO to catch the perfect shot. When I was ready, I set my small hand on his arm to gain his attention. "Flash your headlights once. Aim it out where that cluster is."

Jazz took note of the position and did as told. The moment his lights shut off, thousands of fireflies blinked back at the same time. Stunned, Jazz gawked "Why'd they do tha?"

I shrugged "I'm not sure, to be honest. I did that one day on accident on my way home from work. I feel like I'm speaking to them when I do that, but I have no idea what I'm saying." I giggled while I pressed the button to start the first picture. I set it to where it would take 10 shots before it quit. "My luck, I'm insulting them and they're all responding with 'Fuck you!'"

Jazz laughed heartily and picked me up as he laid on his back, then set me down on his warm chassis. I watched the fireflies fly over his armor and cast soft green glows to the planes of his body. The warmth of his chassis soothed me and I wrote circles on his armor with a lazy finger, following the movements of the random firefly lights. I was rewarded with a low growl that rumbled his chest and sent tremors through my side. My body raised goosebumps and I shivered in delight at the sound me made.

I glanced up at his face and blushed as I caught him staring at me with a brightly glowing visor. My nervousness was extinguished as I looked to him and I smiled warmly. I lightly slid myself the few feet that separated my face from his and rested my chin on my arms. I held out my right hand as if to touch him, but I stopped right before his cheek. What is he doesn't like to be touched on the face? What if he takes offense? I quickly considered taking my hand back when he closed the distance and pressed his cheek into my palm.

I stared at it in wonder as I moved my hand slowly about his warm face plates, taking in all of the minute dents and scuffing from a millenia of fighting. I ran my fingers across the bridge of his nose plates and ran the back of my finger on the bottom of his visor. His chassis rumbled in content and I ran my fingers across his lip plates. They were surprisingly warm and felt somewhat softer than I imagined. I looked up to his visor once more before I steeled my courage and decided to take a leap of faith.

I leaned in closer and took his lips in mine.

He seemed to be processing information as I softly kissed him for a couple moments. As I started to pull away he gasped and transformed quickly. I started to slide from his hood as he completed his transformation and all I could think was how much I must have either pissed him off or I just made an idiot of myself for showing I fell for a giant alien robot.

Before I could fully slide off his hood, a warm body pressed against me and held me to the hood. His car form's engine growled under me and sent powerful rumbles into my stomach. My chest exploded into butterflies and it suddenly became hard to breathe. His holoform held his hands on either side of my head, effectively trapping me in. His electric blue eyes bore into mine and I noted his slightly shaky frame.

I didn't dare move. "Jazz," I whispered "I'm sorry if-" my words were cut off by his lips taking over mine. He was warm, soft, passionate, and had a hint of metallic taste to him. It was oddly refreshing. He pulled away slowly and ran his fingers over my face in a similar fashion to how I did.

"Shhh..." He crooned to me, his hood warming up.

He swept me into another long kiss and my head swam, butterflies forming in my stomach, I felt like I was going to burst. I felt his hot arousal through my clothes and I panted. His heat was addictive and I suddenly craved for more. When he pulled away I gripped his shirt and held him close. His car mode lifted the hood and we slid up to lean against the windshield. He held me half on top of his chest with his warm arms encasing me. He continued to trace my cheek and smiled "Sleep sweetspark. Ah'm not goin anywhere."

I groaned "But I finally have you here.." His chuckle resounded through the holoform's chest

"Ya've had a long day. Ah'll be here when ya wake." He kissed my forehead lightly "Ah'll always be here."

I snuggled into his chest and sighed. Slowly, my body fell into a much needed sleep.

Yay, finally some much needed fluff!