A/N- Just to be safe I will warn you: This chapter is where the 'M' starts, you have been warned. From here on out, it will be random and sexy goodness.

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

On with the show!

Optimus hummed in thought as he knelt down in front of me, his optics locked onto the spark balanced on his finger. Jazz's spark sent through thoughts, memories, and fragments of words as he tried to explain, in his own words, the same thing I just had.

How Primus had stolen me away in my dreams and given me Jazz's soul for safekeeping.

I was the only one who could feel his emotions as they burned through me. His excitement made my knees weak as he gently prodded me to lay his spark upon his leader's finger as I had Ratchet's. Oddly, his spark could not be separated from my body. When I had tried to pull the chain from my neck, Jazz's spark clenched in agony and in turn, sent fresh pain coursing through me.

So here I stood, holding Jazz's spark to Optimus large finger as I listened to Jazz's side of the story.

I could feel his shrug "Next thin Ah knew, Ah was standin before the doors tha led meh to Amy an Primus."

Optimus shuttered his optics and smiled "It's good to know Primus lives. I'm glad he is lending a hand in this."

He nodded to me and I slowly slid the spark gently from his finger and held it to my chest, a habit I seemed to have picked up as I kept it safe.

Optimus' smiled turned into a slight frown "I must go now, I need to speak with Sam on recent developments. I wish to speak with you later on the matter, Jazz."

A familiar hum vibrated the spark in my hands "Of course, Prime."

I nodded to Optimus, who bowed his head slightly to me before walking out of the room. I sat alone in the empty med bay and stared at all of the photos I had pasted up onto the walls. My eyes rested on the pictures of Jazz and myself and I sighed.

He sent love through my mind 'Ah'll be back soon, sweetspark.'

"You had better. I've been going crazy without you."

I could feel his cocky smirk 'Ah know. Yer startin to hear voices.'

I laughed as I lightly ran my fingers long the edge of his body's black visor. I drank in all of his details, every dent every scratch. I stared long and hard at his visor, remembering when he had crawled out of that fire pit, his bright blue optics uncovered and gleaming with interest. I missed seeing them bright with life when he laughed, white when he... I blushed lightly and I felt my heart ache painfully.

Jazz's sadness swept through me 'Ah should have stayed by yer side."

I shook my head and lightly rubbed the spark "No, it wasn't your fault." My mind flashed to Megatron's face as I remembered his red optics fixed on me as they dimmed. The sight haunted me as much as it made me feel better. "It was his."

I felt Jazz's hands touch my face gently 'Neva do tha again, okay? Tha was dangerous."

"But needed."

'But still dangerous.'

I sighed and smiled "I won't have to, he's long gone."

Jazz didn't say anything more on the subject. I finally slid myself off of the medical berth, turned off the laptop, and left the room. I was hungry and a stinking mess.

Later that day, Ratchet relaxed at the end of one of the berths in his med bay as he glanced over the data pad. Preparations for Jazz's return had started after Optimus had talked to Amy, who had asked Ratchet to double check all of his circuits and processors. Jazz lay next to him in the berth with his body fully uncovered and some bits of armor removed so he could reach the inner workings easily.

Though, as he scanned the data pad, his thoughts kept wandering to the femme on the berth. Kayla was inspecting the smaller bits of Jazz's wiring where he'd been brutally ripped in half, her hat pushed back on her head and her eyes focused on the small hole before her.

Kayla growled in frustration "Ratchet, I need a hand."

Ratchet turned his head to her and raised an optic ridge as he set down the data pad "What is it?"

"It's this damn wire... I have no idea what it does, I'm afraid to really move it from this position."

Ratchet changed to his alt form before turning on his holoform right behind her. He reached around her and moved her hands out of the way gently, leaning his face close to hers "Let me see."

Kayla, not being one to blush easy, held herself still with baited breaths as he stayed close to her and examined the wire carefully. She felt, more than saw, his lips turn into a smile as he chuckled "Don't worry about that wire, let's move on to another part."

Kayla gazed at the offending wire dangerously "Whatever it is, I'd like to know how to fix it!"

Ratchet looked to her, his holoform's eyes bright "That one is meant to be that way."

Kayla's breath hitched at the bright blue of his eyes and goosebumps raised on her arms in excitement. "What does it do?" She asked as she tried to keep focused.

Ratchet growled inwardly, she was trying so hard to keep her body passive, but it wasn't fooling him. Not in the least. To humor her, he decided to answer her question "That's the inner workings for a mech's hip joint. It's tangled in such a fashion to absorb movements, like a shock absorber."

Kayla nodded "I see, so all joints look similar to this?"

Ratchet finished patching Jazz's hip and glanced to Kayla from their sitting position on the berth."Yes, but the ones in the hip and knees are much larger."

Kayla took in the information like a sponge "Because of how large the legs are compared to the body?"

Ratchet chuckled at her innocent inquiry "Not only that, Kayla." He seemed to consider his words "Human's aren't the only sentient race that interfaces for pleasure."

Kayla's sudden blush crept across her face and then she laughed, covering her mouth with her wrist. Her arousal spiked and Ratchet's chassis rumbled at the scent, the natural smell of her body called to him as Amy's had to Jazz. Yes, she most definitely was his spark mate. How could he have ignored it for so long?

Kayla finally breathed out a sigh as she stopped ;aughing and stared at him with a still slightly red face "Sorry, I wasn't expecting that!"

Ratchet winked "I'll teach you all there is to know. For now, let's skip that lesson and go refuel."

Kayla opened her mouth to protest, she had just eaten a few hours ago. Ratchet hushed her with a finger to her lips and winked, his eyes twinkling with something she couldn't place "No buts, I have something you might like."

His holoform fizzled out and she could hear the whirs of his alt mode transforming from beneath the berth. He was about to push her into his hand when Ironhide burst through the med bay, holding two familiar mechs by the audio receptors as he led them inside angrily.

Both mechs were dented badly, and a large bullet sat in the green one's chest, close to his spark chamber.

Ratchet sighed in defeat and stalked to the doors. He couldn't get one fragging day! "What the pit did you two do this time?!"

I walked from the cafeteria, feeling full, and happier than I have been in months. I couldn't shake the giddy feeling as I thought about Jazz and how he would be back soon.

Jazz, in turn, was just content to be with me again, I could feel his happiness as I slowly became myself again. I was so much of a different person, Sideswipe had to poke and prod me with questions to make sure I wasn't a fake. Of course, he'd landed on Earth after Jazz's passing, so he'd never seen me as the happier person I had once been.

Jazz had talked to Sideswipe for a few moments before he excused himself, saying he needed to start his turn at the watch. I learned it normally rotated between Ironhide, the twins(separately), and Sideswipe.

I headed to the medbay now, humming a tune in my head as I walked easily down the twisting halls. Thanks to Jazz being in my head I now had the advantage of an internal map, among other things. I finished the last of my soda and tossed it into the next bin we came to. I just found out during lunch that, just like I could feel him, he could feel and taste what I did.

He seemed to enjoy the taste of human food, and really enjoy soda pop. I toyed with the idea of eating ice cream and he hummed his approval. Yes, I'll have to try that while I still can..

My thoughts seemed to halt there and I frowned slightly. I had yet to tell anyone but Optimus about what Primus had told us, and I was just now thinking about what I'd be giving up.

Ice cream, hotdogs, hamburgers, steaks, chinese food, hell I'd be giving up spaghetti!

I felt the light tingling of Jazz's hand on my arm 'It's aight, sweetspark. Ah'll bet Wheeljack could make ya up some chocolate flavored energon.'

I giggled and rubbed the spot he just touched "It just won't be the same, but thank you."

I set my hand against the blue pad to unlock the door to the medbay. Inside, I could hear someone talking loudly, but I couldn't make out any words. The door opened with a hiss and I walked in, glancing around as I identified the shouting person as none other than Skids.

"Get your hands outta there Ratch'! I'm sensitive!"

"Then you shouldn't have done that you fragger! Now stay still!"

The sounds of struggling reached my ears, followed by a sharp clang I recognized as Ratchet's wrench hitting something... or someone metal.

"Ack! Be gentle doc!"

"Then sit still!"

I edged around the wall to find Ratchet holding down a short, plain silver mech with one hand while his other held the wrench menacingly. Kayla sat on the mechs stomach with one gloved hand reached towards a bright blue light, his spark. Her other hand, however, was holding up a large bullet the size of a car door as Ratchet worked on prying it loose.

'Ah think ya need ta back out now.'

Ignoring Jazz's warning, I moved forward into the room. Ratchet set the wrench down and reached to the bullet, easily removing it from the smaller mech. I tilted my head as the mech groaned and sat up. He sounded a lot like...

"Hay Amy, like what you see?" The mech I now could identify as Skids rubbed his chassis tauntingly and I rolled my eyes. I could feel Jazz glaring at Skids in the back of my mind.

"Not really. What happened to your green coloring?"

Skids vented "Tha jerk over there put a cannon ta me in our fight!"

Only then did I noticed Mudflap on the other berth, he was setting his rusty red armor back onto his legs. He snarled back to Skids "Yeah, well maybe you'll think twice before you bitch slap me, you hoe!"

Skids growled and was about to spit a retort back when Ratchet's wrench slammed against his helm "Put your armor back on so we can leave. You've delayed me long enough."

My mind stopped and I looked between Skids and Mudflap. My face slowly darkened to a beat red and my mind turned.

Oh my... I just saw a mech naked..

My eyes widened as I remembered Jazz crawling out of the hole the night we met. His dark silver form gleaming in the moonlight and his blue optics set on me. Jazz hummed his approval as I remembered him in perfect detail.

Jazz was technically naked when I he approached him, and he seemed completely at ease.

'At least ah wasn't in mah skivvies. Tha would ave been embarrassin.'

I burst out laughing and leaned against the berth Mudflap was sitting on, holding my chest as I kept myself steady. I couldn't believe he remembered that!

Kayla looked to me and smiled "Somethin funny, girlie?"

I shook my head "Ugh, just Jazz remembering the talk I had with him about skivvies when we saw Simmons dre- WOOH"

I was suddenly picked up roughly by a smaller mech hand, it was barely big enough to hide a human within it's grasp. Mudflap held me in front of his face and be vented on me "Are you comparing us to squishies?"

"We ain't like those pussies." Skids added.

Mudflap grinned "We can show ya, if you's lik-"

A burst of rage filled me and I leaned forward as I gasped for breath. Jazz's spark touched Mudflap's hand.

'Ah swear if ya don back off Ah'll send ya to the pit mahself!'

Mudflap's optics widened and he dropped me, no so gently, onto the berth and flinched away from me "Wah the frag, man!?" He slid off and stared at me in shock "Are ya posessed er somethin?!"

"Wah happened?" Skids called out as he snapped his chest guard back on

"She's a devil er somethin! I heard Jazz's voi-"

Another clang of metal as Ratchet wrenched Mudflap in the head "Shaddup you fraggers."

Kayla wriggled her way to the edge of the berth Ratchet stood next to and smiled "Jazz's spark is with Amy and he will live again, soon. I don't suggest flirting unless you plan on facing him."

Mudflap set his chest guard back on and followed Skids out of the room quickly "Nah nah nah, tha's ok! We cool, we cool!"

"Catch ya later Amy!" Skids called back as the duo fled the room.

I giggled into my hand and toyed with Jazz's spark lovingly "Thanks Jazz." A hum was all I got in return, but I could feel his anger slowly fleeing.

Ratchet smirked and shook his head as he put away his wrench and hand his hand out for Kayla. "Now then, where were we?"

Kayla smiled and lifted her finger to point at him "Refueling, I believe."

Ratchet nodded and bounced the wrench in his hands "Ah, that's right. Amy, did you need anything?"

I shook my head and smiled. Kayla had mentioned her feelings for Ratchet, I didn't want to interrupt anything that might be blossoming in between the two "No, I was just on my way to see Kayla, was going to let you know I'm hitting the sack early tonight."

Kayla stepped onto Ratchet's outstretched hand and held onto his thumb before he moved to me. Ratchet held his hand out and I gladly accepted the lift from the berth to outside the medbay doors. Ratchet transformed into his alt mode and flickered on his holoform, holding his arm out for Kayla in a very gentlemanly offer.

"Well, I'd tell you to not wait up for us but..." Kayla smirked and winked at me and I laughed. I watched as Ratchet led her to his passenger door and I smiled to myself. I didn't need to see anymore as I turned around and walked to our room. Kayla would spill later, and I'd be there to listen to all of the juicy details.

I waved over my shoulder as I retreated "No worries, ya'll have fun."

I could feel Jazz's smugness as he mentioned 'Ah told ya he liked her.'

I snickered "It would seem you were right."

My thoughts drifted to Kayla's old family. Her husband had been a good man, a dear friend of her's that became more. His name was Mark, and he was as gentle as they come. We promised to always come back home to Alpine, where our roots were firmly planted. For the most part, we held true to that.

We had all grown up together in Alpine, and when Kayla and I would race quads, Mark would be on the sidelines cheering us on. He moved away for college while Kayla and I went to Sul Ross and studied undergrad together. When he moved back, I had taken enough courses to further my goal of photography while Kayla moved away to attend a Tech university. She had moved back after 6 years, finishing her masters degree and going to work under the local mechanic.

Soon after, they started dating. He was wonderful to her, opening doors and always putting himself on the dangerous side of the road when they walked. Not 3 years later, they were married and announcing their first child. Aaden's birth was to be remembered, Mark had taken a video camera into the birthing room and tried to lighten the mood as she screamed and clawed my hand in pain.

Lighten the room he did! He dove in between her legs to take a peek of the baby's head, which was a bad idea all in itself. He blubbered a moment, then passed out! He took out one of the nurses, who had attempted to catch him despite her smaller stature. Kayla had released her hold on my hand and yelled at him, but it was all funny nonsense. Her words were scary, almost to the point of being sadistic, as she watched him move about the room. As soon as he had hit the ground though, she stopped screaming and laughed. That's when Aaden was born.

All hell broke loose after that, but that's a story for another time.

I sighed as I unlocked the panel to our room and slid into the sweet, cool darkness of the living room. I shed my over shirt as I walked to the bathroom, I needed a bath.

I didn't even give Jazz a second thought as I stripped off my shirt and pants, grabbing a pair of undies from the drawer and walking into the bathroom we shared. It was small, a white cast iron bathtub taking up most of the room, while a white granite sink and counter sat on the wall next to the tub. On the opposite wall sat hangers for wet towels with clean towels on a bench next to them. In the far corner was a toilet tucked away into a separate mini room.

I turned the water on hot and let the tub fill as I stared at my gaunt reflection in the mirror. Jazz growled when he noticed that the tops of my iliac crests were more prominent, as well as the bottom of my rib cage. I hadn't eaten well over the past few months and it showed, that's for sure.

I looked away from myself and stopped the water in the tub "Alright, no peeking."

I felt the hum from his spark as he responded, I felt his emotions dampen as he gave me as much privacy as I needed. I turned on the small radio we had on the counter on to some soft music before moving to the towel rack and setting one on the floor next to the tub.

I popped off my bra and removed my panties before sinking into the warm water. Now this was the life. I sunk in until the water was up to my neck, warmth enveloping my frame lovingly. Jazz's spark rested against my breast, neither sinking nor staying afloat. I felt the day's cares melt away and my muscles relaxed the longer I was in. I slowly washed my body off of the grime, dunking my head under the water and running my fingers through it.

My mind unconsciously flared out and reached to Jazz, I felt the connection as my mind brushed against his own. The feeling of his presence slipping back to me had goosebumps forming on my skin and I savored the feeling of being connected. He was completely calm, relaxed even, as he felt the warm water and heard my calm breathing.

I felt his ghostly hands run up my side and back down to my hips 'Amy, mine.'

I blushed into the water and shivered as it trailed around my belly button and up to in between my breasts. A wave of arousal hit me and I gasped at the intensity. I couldn't tell if it was my own or his.

'Ah can't not look.'

A smooth rumble resounded in my mind as two hands ghosted over my stomach and down my legs in a massaging manner. The hands moved to my face and I felt ghostly lips touch mine. It was so gentle, but I knew it was there. My breath hitched as his fingers rested on my chest right in between my breasts, right next to his spark.

I could feel his irritation at not being able to do anything, despite how hard he tried to make his touches more firm. Despite that, he continued his massaging, touching closer to my womanhood. My arousal spiked and I groaned in irritation, this was just too much, I needed him back. He spent a good long 10 minutes massaging my legs, arms, torso, and neck as it sent chills up my spine and raised goosebumps.

After massaging every other possible area, his fingers ghosted over my nether regions and I moaned lightly.

'Yer beautiful, Amy mine.'

My heart exploded into a million pieces and my emotions went in every direction. I was aroused to the point of pain, I was sad because I couldn't hold Jazz in my arms, I was thrilled that he was here and paying attention to me, excited he was coming back, but still so very lonely.

Then, I was wrapped into a warm feeling that chased all of the others way. Love.

'Let meh pleasure ya, sweetspark... The way Ah should ave.'

His emotions flooded and overpowered mine as he pushed them from my mind and left only content. His ghostly fingers dipped over my womanhood and ran gentle circles around my opening, lightly tracing the outer edges. I gasped and moaned, grasping into the water for the being that wasn't there.

I felt his mouth cover my breasts gently as he nipped and kissed my entire submerged body. I could hear his groan as he sent me another wave of arousal and I growled. His fingers felt like they dipped very slightly into me, and that was enough. My body screamed for release and he pushed further, sending me images of his own glorious human form.

'Ya have no idea wha ya do ta meh.'

He was perfect and very, very naked. My thoughts roamed over the image he gave me and I felt a swell of pride. His form stared at me with those amazing glowing eyes, his mocha body was rippling with tight muscle. He stood bare for me to see his manhood and I couldn't help but blush at the thoughts that invaded my mind. Oh, I could see perfectly what I did to him, and it was exciting.

The next image he sent was him positioned between my legs, his manhood at attention as he rested it against my opening, it's tip glistening. I groaned when his fingers dipped again lightly into me and he showed me himself thrusting into me. I cried out as his fingers felt like they twirled inside me. I bucked against his ghostly fingers "Jazz..."

'The first thin I want ta do when Ah get back...'

He sent me images of him in his protoform with his chest plating open. I could see his spark glowing brightly within it's confines and his visor was a bright blue.

'Ah want ya ta bond with meh. Ah want ta make ya mine.'

My heart soared, he wanted to bond with me! He wanted to be with me in the most binding way he possibly could. His lips ghosted over mine and I groaned into his touch again. I could tell he was waiting, and so I vocalized it.

"Yes.." I groaned "I want to.. ahhh"

That was all he needed, he pushed fervently, not resting until I reached my sweet release. I moaned his name as my body exploded into the cooling tub. His face appeared in my mind, his lips were pulled into a loving smile and his eyes had dimmed a bit closer to blue. He kept moving his fingers around my opening a few more moments after I had finished, my body quivering.

I got the image of him on his knees, his body spent, and his liquids dripping from his manhood. I had pleasured him with our combined emotions, I didn't even have to touch him. The thought sent a thrill up my spine and he chuckled.

'Ah'll make sure we ave teh time to discover more.'

The tub was now cooled and I knew I needed to get out. My legs shakily brought me out of the tub and I wrapped the towel around my form. His hands went to my shoulders as if to give me support as I unplugged the tub and slipped on my panties, sweat pants, and a large tee.

When I finally climbed into bed I curled up around Jazz's spark and kissed it tenderly. I could feel his shiver as it hit him full force and funneled to me. He then laid his ghostly arms around my body and pressed himself into my backside, nuzzling his face into my damp hair.

I was content, his love rolling off me in waves and lulling me to sleep. If it was possible, I suddenly became even more excited about having him back.

Did this scene confuse anyone? Just to clarify: He IS a ghost, so he can't actually invade any of her... erm... holes. Hence the images to push her further as he toyed around on her skin.

Sooo... Good, bad, ugly? :) Rate and review and let me know what you all think!