Prowl leaned on the balcony staring at crystal park longingly knowing that if his Creator and Redline went through with the bonding attempt next week the truth would come out and Prowl would most likely be hauled off for execution.

He wished Jazz was there.

:Prowler.:

He offlined his optics listening to the melodious tone of Jazz's side of the bond :Yes Jazz?:

His doorwings sensed someone behind him :Look behind ya.:

Prowl spun around finding Jazz leaning against the wall.

In an instant Prowl launched himself into those comforting arms hugging the Polyhexian tightly. "I missed you."

Jazz hugged him back just as tight "Missed ya more."

Prowl looked into Jazz's visor "Why have you come here you know you could get caught."

Jazz pouted "Aw an' here I thought ya loved me."

Prowl smacked his arm lightly "I'm here Prowler cuz we're leavin' tanight."

Prowl's spark pulsed in hope "What?"

Jazz kissed his forehead "I spoke ta Ratch' an' we tracked down ol' Smokey through his medical records. Ratch' is waitin' at the clinic for us ta take us to a transport shuttle tha' will take us ta Smokey who's gonna look after us until Ratch' gets back."

Prowl stared at him surprised "Ratchet is willing to take care of us?"

Jazz nodded "Yup! Turns out he wanted ta take me in when he seen me in Polyhex, he said since I'm a package deal now he'll live with it. Also his pal Wheeljack is gonna help keep an eye on us."

Prowl was floored with this information truthfully he said "I don't know what to say."

Jazz tilted his chin up to look him in the optics "Say you'll come with me."

Prowl thought seriously about this opportunity, if he remained he was most likely going to die and never see Jazz again. If he left though he would be with Jazz but he would never be able to return to Praxus.

His mind was made up.

"Yes."

Jazz beamed, Prowl added "But I wish to leave a note to my Creator at least saying goodbye."

Jazz leaned in "Anythin' ya want Prowler."

He kissed Prowl deeply which he responded to wrapping his arms behind Jazz's helm.

Prowl's door slid open "Prowl what is-"

They froze and looked at the doorway where Sharpshop was standing apparently in shock.

Prowl cleared his vocaliser "Creator I..."

Sharpshot glared at the pair "So this is how you thank me. You go behind my back sneaking around with some... some..."

"Polyhexian." Jazz supplied helpfully, he sounded cheerful but Prowl could sense his cautiousness through the bond.

Sharpshot ignored his comment "Even though you know you have an intended you mess around like some common pleasure bot."

Prowl shrank into Jazz more trying to disappear "Creator it isn't like that-"

"Oh? And now you speak in a way that is beneath you. How long has this been going on?"

Prowl's doorwings drooped, Jazz tightened his hold on Prowl's waist "We've been friends for vorns but more just recently."

Sharpshot took a step forward "Of course that explains it now. Why you were so desperate to visit crystal park each day! I bet you have a stash of stolen valuables there you sneaky thief!"

Prowl raised his voice a bit "Jazz isn't like that! He only steals what he needs but can't afford!"

Sharpshot pointed at them "Oh that's what he tells you! I bet this is a part of his plan to get you to trust him so he can steal from you!"

Prowl shook his head "You're wrong!"

Sharpshot snapped back "Am I? Is it not convenient that he starts trying to win your favour when you are just about to bond to Greystorm!"

"Greystorm's got nothing to do with this!"

"Well I say otherwise! I bet he sneaks off at night into Redline's home taking expensive heirlooms from the home you would soon live in because of your future bonded."

"I'M ALREADY BONDED!"

The room went deathly quiet.

Sharpshot found his vocaliser "What?"

Prowl stared defiantly into his Creator's optics "Jazz is my bonded. He has been for four orns."

Sharpshot stumbled back in denial "You lie. You could not have.. you would not have..."

Prowl sighed softly "I know he's not who you chose, but he's who I choose."

Sharpshot gaped at him "Do you know what you have done?."

:Prowler do ya trust me?:

:With my life.:

:Then whatever happens nex' jus' trust me 'K?:

:OK:

Prowl felt tears brim at his optics "Goodbye Creator."

Jazz scooped him bridal style and jumped onto the balcony rail, Prowl wrapped his arms around his neck to hang on. Jazz smiled down at him "Ready?"

Prowl looked down into the darkness "As I'll ever be."

Jazz leapt of into the night descending into the gloom.

He slid off the nearby rooftop leaping onto a window ledge, onto an alley wall, landing skilfully on an alley fence "Hey Prowler this is where we first met more or less."

Prowl still pretty dazed answered "That so?"

Jazz laughed then leapt again to ground level setting Prowl down carefully, then grabbing his wrist to run to the clinic. Prowl ran with him hoping his Creator didn't call the local enforcement. Before long they spotted Ratchet, when they drew near he transformed "Get in kids."

They did watching the city of Praxus zoom by through Ratchet's window. Prowl huddled up to Jazz "You sure the shuttle driver won't take us back?"

Ratchet snorted "Nah that slagger owes me a couple of favours."

Jazz nuzzled Prowl "We'll be alrigh' Prowl. You'll see."