A/N- This chapter was written to the song 'Clocks' by Coldplay if any of you are interested in setting the mood. :)

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My body was weightless and my feet dangled below me as if I was swimming. Stars seemed to fly past me as I sped forward gracefully. Moons passed me, asteroids, billions of stars winking at me as my wide eyes took it all in. I felt like I was born to fly, my hands and feet moving perfectly to keep me going in what I assumed was the right direction.

My body floated to a metal looking planet, it's surface shone brilliant and perfect. Tall metal towers of all shapes and sizes reached towards the sky. All of them had pale yellow, glowing windows covering the outside in various patterns, revealing Cybertronians walking past some. On the ground, I noticed thousands of Cybertronians milling about in what I assumed was normal life for them. Parents played with sparklings in the streets and small areas that resembled human playgrounds.

My body came to a halt just above the surface of Cybertron and I brought my feet up slightly. I didn't want to touch something that might cause me to wake up. Not before I found Jazz, if he was here. Wherever here was...

A black hand entered my vision and I floated away from it without thinking, twisting in air and holding my hands out to stop.

A large black mech stood where I just was, staring at me dumbfounded, his hand still in the air where he had tried to grab me. Could he see me? If so, isn't that bad? It couldn't be, because I noticed his bright blue optics.

The mech extended his hand out to me as if beckoning me to land upon his upturned palm. I was afraid, would he hurt me? I considered flying away, I needed to search for my Jazz. I know he told me he wasn't here, but I still had to look.

"Amy."

My head tilted and I stared at the mech. He knew my name? His chassis rumbled "Yes, I know of you Amy. We were expecting you."

"We?" I questioned aloud. His hands spread to his sides as he motioned all around us. Only then did I notice every single Cybertronian face was staring right at me. Thousands of happy, blue optics belonging to mechs, femmes, and sparklings. Fear gripped my heart and I suddenly sunk to the ground as I tried to make myself harder to see. Is this what a caged animal feels? I didn't care for the attention one bit.

The black mech kneeled down before me and held out his hand again "You, Amy, have been chosen. The first human to ever make it here, to the Well of Sparks."

I remembered hearing Optimus talking about Jazz's spark going there, wasn't that their version of Heaven? My mouth went dry at the thought "So I'm..."

"Not dead," The mech interrupted "I won't spoil anything. He wants to speak with you first."

"He?" I questioned.

The mech pushed his hand closer to me, and with slow steps, I climbed aboard.

Kayla sat indian style on the giant table with her food tray set before her. Ratchet sat in his chair across from her as he slowly sipped on his cup of energon.

They had just finished talking to Arcee and her sisters Chromia and Elita1, about Amy's episodic dreams. They had differing opinions, but it was the blue sister, Elita1, who smiled and her optics shone happily "I believe that anything can happen. Only the power of a true spark mate can surpass death."

After they had left, Elita1's words roamed around in Kayla's mind. She hoped, for Amy's sake, that the blue femme was right.

Kayla took another bite of her turkey sandwich as Ratchet rubbed his chin "These dreams she's having," He wondered "Are they becoming more frequent?"

Kayla shrugged her shoulders "I'm not sure, but it looks like ever since we repaired Jazz's body she's been having dreams about him almost every night."

Ratchet's lips turned down into a frown "I'm curious if she's having visitation dreams, or if it's all just in her mind."

Kayla frowned at him "It's hard to say. A few mornings ago she explained to me that she had an extremely vivid dream where he spoke to her about seeing her again. She said everything was so much more real than what she felt in previous dreams."

Ratchet hummed and shuttered his optics at Kayla thoughtfully. "What do you think?"

"About her nighttime visitor?"

Ratchet nodded "Yes."

Kayla didn't know how to respond to him. On one hand, she was 90% sure Jazz had visited Amy a couple nights ago. The raw emotion burning on Amy's eyes had left no room for questions. On the other hand, wasn't it impossible? "I'm not sure, Ratchet. You should have seen her when she explained her dream that next morning. It was... "

Ratchet set his empty cup down on the table "Believable?"

"Yeah.."

His lips turned up into a smile "Let's just give her time to cope with his loss. Maybe the dreams will go away as she moves on."

Kayla sighed "I hope so." She silently hoped Amy would be okay, moving on or not.

The mech came to a stop before a massive dark metal tower, it's legs extending so far on either side that I could see nothing else. The lights on it's frame were blue and oddly shaped, it looked like some sort of face similar to the Autobot symbol.

Opening the door panels, the mech descended the giant stairs into darkness. The only thing that calmed me was the calm blue optics of the black mech carrying me. His optics cast the slight bit of light I needed to stay calm in the seemingly impenetrable darkness.

I started to fall asleep just as we reached a light blue door panel and he held me out to it. It looked like a top view of my uncle's pool at night with the blue lights illuminating it from underneath, the top side rippling gently.

"Lay your hand upon it." The mech prodded.

I did as told with little hesitation and I was surprised to feel it was smooth to the touch and made of warm metal. The rippling followed my hand and outward as water would, if touched. The panel lit up and the wall behind it lit up as trails of blue snaked around to form the invisible door to my left. The mech set me down on the surprisingly warm metal floor and a tingle of excitement shook my frame from feet to head.

As the door fully lit, it opened without a sound and I stared in curiously. No lights were on, but there were two glowing blue lines running parallel to one another as they led deeper into the darkness. I swallowed my fear and looked to the mech who smiled gently at me "You continue alone from here."

I nodded and smiled weakly at him "Thank you.."

"Leonicus, little one." He bowed his head slightly and took a few steps back into the darkness, and out of sight.

I closed my hands into fists as I grabbed at the last bit of courage I could muster, and stepped into the room.

I had walked about 30 yards into the room when the doors closed and lights began to brighten the world around me. I squinted my eyes as I continued to stare ahead of me. The lights finally stopped at what I'd consider 'Sun' setting, I felt like my eyeballs were going to shrivel up and fall out from the intensity.

"Welcome, Amy Fischer." A deep voice rumbled. It shook the ground I stood upon and my stomach leapt into my esophagus as the vibrations took me by surprise.

It took me a moment to catch my breath "Everyone knows my name here..." I stated meekly.

"You are one of a kind. It's not everyday they see a human."

"Who are you?" I asked as I moved my hand away from my eyes. I was facing a massive silver jaw, I had to look straight up to see his nose plates and the beginnings of bright blue optics. I backed up from him quickly and in my rush, fell onto my bum. From the distance I made, I could now see his gentle blue optics gazing at me. He was a giant head ingrained into the walls, his face plates spread out and became one with the walls around me.

"I go by many names. I am Cybertron but, I am also the life force that resides in each Transformer with their spark. I am Primus, creator of the Transformers."

"Wow..." I mean, what else is there to say? I am face to face with a god! I remembered to take a breath and I gathered my thoughts slowly. Why am I here? If I had keeled over and died in my sleep, shouldn't be with my parents? I was about open my mouth when he spoke again, I guess I was too slow for him.

"Do you remember him?"

My face scrunched up as I wondered who he meant, but he looked behind me with a knowing smile. I turned around as I felt the familiar footsteps of a Transformer coming up from behind me.

My blood ran still and all went silent as I turned to face the familiar white and red form in front of me. This can't be real, can it?

He stopped about 10 yards from me and lifted his black hand in a wave, that all too familiar wave.

I struggled to find my voice "Jazz...?"

As his telltale smirk graced his lips, I knew there was no way it couldn't be him. My eyes welled with tears as I scrambled off the ground and ran straight for him. He knelt down and scooped me into his hand as I neared, pulling me close to his chassis and rumbling in content.

The feeling lightened my heart and I cried into his chassis shamelessly. Jazz held me close as I cried, rocking slightly as he attempted to calm me. Primus stayed quiet as he observed and allowed us a few moments of peace. I admired the warmth of his chassis, the feel of the metal beneath my hands and arse. I leaned my forehead onto his chest and ran my shaky hands along his markings, remembering every detail with perfect clarity.

Finally, as my tears turned to hiccups, then to sniffles, I looked to Jazz's face and smiled weakly. I was glad for these last moments with him, if that's all I ever got. Jazz slid his finger along my body and to my cheek, resting it there momentarily as he stared at me with a slight smile.

Primus' voice carried over the distance "I'm sorry for pulling you from her dreams, Jazz. I needed you here to complete this."

Jazz dropped his finger from my cheek and looked to his god "Ah understand."

Primus then looked to me "Amy, I've called you here, to the Well of Sparks, to offer you a proposal." My head tilted in wonder, what could a god want with me? A small, unimportant human female? "Okay..."

Primus blinked "Jazz's time among the living was not quite finished. I offer you the opportunity to revive his spark."

My heart soared from it's cavity and bounded across the fields and meadows of happiness. My breath hitched and I set a hand to where my heart 'should' be and gasped. He could life! I could have my Jazz back! I looked to Primus as my heart finally settled, setting my hand back onto Jazz's finger. "What do I need to do?"

Jazz seemed to stiffen as Primus hummed "Nothing."

My eyebrows raised into my hairline "Nothing?"

"No, sparkling." His gaze locked onto mine and I saw the depths of his great knowledge within those great orbs. "Your love for this mech will do everything for you."

This made me balk "So, I won't have to 'give my life up' or anything cliche like that?"

Primus laughed heartily "Well no, I do not mean to send him back without you. Nor do I intend for him to return only for you to grow old and die."

My mind started setting the pieces together even as he said it "You must give up your body, become one of my children and become spark mates. When you both finish out your lives, you will be able to join one another here, in the Well of Sparks. If you do not spark bond within four solar cycles, his spark will grow weak and rejoin me here. "

I frowned "You said spark mate, right? Like, a permanent connection to my soul, spark mate?"

Primus nodded slowly as I looked to him quizzically "Who said he even wanted me to-"

Jazz let out a pained growl from his chest and his face turned to me with a frown "Who said Ah didn'?"

My eyes softened "Jazz, I-"

He hushed me with his large finger poking me "Now don' ya go puttin more bad thoughts inta that head of yers." My mouth clamped shut as he continued "Ah had planned on bein with ya for teh rest of yer life, if ya wanted meh. Now, we get the chance ta spend a millinea togetha and ya balk?"

His chassis rumbled comfortingly "Ah want ta live Amy. I'd rather live with ya by mah side, as mah bond mate. For many, many more vorns."

My heart stuttered and I knew then, he was meant to be mine. How could I have been so blind as to not see this before? His love was clear to me through that blue visor and in the way he cradled me to his chest. I touched his finger and a smiled carved it's way onto my face.

Jazz looked to me in slight shock and I laughed as I kissed his chassis, right above his crest "I can't deny you Jazz, I would have said yes even if Primus intended to take my life and bring me here."

He looked at me softly and I turned my head to look at Primus "I will gladly accept."

Primus seemed to concentrate a moment, then, I felt an energy pulse as Jazz's chassis opened. I stared in wonder as his spark chamber was left bare to me, allowing his glowing white/blue life force to reach out towards me. His spark touched my chest and it sent love and reassurance into my mind.

I gasped at the strength of his emotions, so alien yet so similar to my own. His spark flared a bright blue as it passed Jazz's chassis and wrapped it's misty tendrils around my neck. The tendrils hardened and turned into a chain like substance that resembled platinum, but shined like the moon. His spark gained a protective casing of the same metal and shrunk to the side of a large dollar coin. The middle of the spark stayed bright blue and seemed to swirl lazily inside, casting a dim glow similar to his optics.

As the transformation completed, Jazz's chassis closed and he sighed, running a finger down my side lovingly as Primus explained "His spark shall remain with you until the time of his revival. You will need to set his spark into his chassis then, set the matrix of leadership on your own chest and touch your chest to his."

I stored the information away and nodded. Primus smiled at me "Welcome to my family, young one. I will see you when your time comes. Til' all are one."

My eyes began to get heavy and I clung to Jazz "Don't make me leave...Not yet." I whispered.

Jazz looked to me sorrowfully "Ya have ta go, Amy, for us."

I couldn't think straight, my body was beginning to pull my mind back so I could wake. I pulled on Jazz's chest plates and he brought me to his face. I leaned in and kissed him fully. His spark burned on my chest and I felt his excitement, his sorrow, and his love pouring into me.

My eyes opened.

I first noticed I was still huddled into Jazz's neck cables, they were warm from my body heating them as I leaned into them in my sleep. A slight weight registered on my chest, and I pulled the offending item to my face. My mind reeled, it was true! Jazz was coming back! Happiness flared through my body and my chest swelled in excitement. My lips tingled with the familiar feel and taste of his own and I smiled sadly.

"Ah love what ya did with the place." His voice spoke into my mind. "Jazz?!" I looked to his body curiously.

"Nah sweetspark, Ah'm in here." My eyes were drawn to the spark resting between my breasts and I cradled the small spark gently. I wasn't going to be lonely anymore! His happiness mixed with my own and I let out a giggle of excitement.

I had to get this place ready, I didn't want him to be revived in such a depressing place.

Ratchet and Kayla walked back to the medical bay together, comfortable silence settling between them. Kayla was lost in her thoughts of Ratchet, wondering what this new companionship meant. First he ate with her, then offered to take her out when she needed to get supplies for her and Amy's room, and now they were headed back to the med bay to sort out some medical records for the bots that were here.

Ratchet opened the large Cybertronian door and held it for her with a hand until Kayla had cleared the door. As they neared the office, Kayla heard giggling coming from the room Jazz was kept in. Kayla's nerves bunched and she tapped Ratchet's leg plating to get his attention.

He was about to ask, when they heard Amy's voice muttering something happily. He looked to Kayla quizzically and they started for the door.

As Kayla opened the door, they didn't expect to see what they did.

Amy stood on a stool, balancing on one foot as she reached high to pin another one of her pictures on the wall behind the computer. The room was covered in similar pictures, some of her and Jazz, others of mountains, frogs, and even some of her and Kayla back from their racing days.

Amy bounced from the stool as she noticed Kayla walk in "What's... going on?"

Amy grabbed Kayla's hands and turned them in a couple of circles happily "He's alive! He's alive Kayla!"

Ratchet raised an optics ridge in worry, was she glitching? "That's not possible. His vitals are non existent."

Amy seemed to concentrate a moment before her eyebrows shot up and she nodded "Okay." she motioned to herself "Come here Ratchet, give me your finger."

Ratchet knelt down as requested, and Amy brought out a shining metal object on a necklace. His optics widened as he realized what it was. Without taking the necklace off, she rested the object on the top of Ratchet's finger.

After a moment, his jaw dropped and Kayla looked on in question.

Ratchet composed himself and looked to the object in wonder "I must speak to Optimus."

Kayla walked forward and hugged Amy, the object touching them both. Jazz's voice rang clear in both girls' minds "Ello!"

Kayla couldn't contain her joy and laughed as Amy giggled "I knew my dreams were real, I just knew it!" Amy dashed form her friend's arms and went back to toying with the pictures on the walls "I want him to wake up surrounded by memories, not cold, white walls."

Kayla's eyes softened as she looked at her friend. "Love truly conquers all."

Ratchet gazed at Kayla in longing, he had been waiting, knowing his love would go as badly, if not worse than Amy's. And yet, here she was, with Jazz's spark in hand, waiting to revive the fragger.

He vented slowly in wonder. His mind rang with Elita1's words "Only the power of a true spark mate can surpass death" In his mind, he saw Kayla standing in the endless dunes, windswept hair blowing out from under her hat as she stared at him with those beautiful eyes.

"Love can be found anywhere, Ratchet. Just be happy for them, for they show a hope for the dark future you all seem to worry about."

His spark clenched in it's chamber as he realized what he'd been missing all along. Primus was showing all of them, right here, right now. Bond mates weren't meant to wait vorns until the war ended to become one, the strain was helping kill off their kind. Everyone needed to drop their worries and bond with their chosen. At the rate he was moving, it could be many more stellar cycles by the time he made his feelings known. No, he needed to stop chasing what ifs and concerns.

He needed to show his bond mate he cared.

:Ratchet to Optimus. I think you need to come and see this.: