Jazz POV: I frowned, watching as Samantha tugged the blanket back over her head. "Ya really should eat something. It's been 3 days now." She shook her head, eyes still remaining closed and I sighed, patting her shoulder before taking the warm broth back down stairs. A knock at the door took my attention for a moment and I made my way over to open it for David. He looked around before trying to step inside. "You going to move?" "Lil lady isn't feeling too well. She's been sick the last few days, ya might catch what ever she has." His eyes narrowed on me slightly. "I think I'm good. I brought her something." I sighed, stepping out of the way since blocking him would only cause more stress between him and her. "Here. Long as yer up there might was well see if ya can get her to drink this. She hasn't eaten anything for 3 days now and she won't let meh take her into the medical center." David frowned, looking back at me. "Where is she?" "In bed, haven't been able to convince her to get up today. Maybe ya can talk her into going in." The box in his hands jiggled some as he shifted it under his arm to take the glass from me. "I'll do my best."

Samantha POV: A soft knock on the door brought me back from where I was slowly drifting off to sleep and I groaned. "Hey... Jazz said you weren't feeling too good." "I'm feeling fine, just tried is all." David stepped over, carefully sitting a box on my night stand as he held out a cup. "I brought you something. Have to drink this before you can have it though." My eyes narrowed on him. "Jazz put you up to this didn't he?" "He's worried about you. You should probably also go into the ER to get checked out." I snorted, glancing at the box when it moved. "Also Jazz's doing I bet. Why is the box moving?" The cup in his hands was held a little higher as he smiled. "You drink this, and I'll show you." My eyes narrowed but he wasn't backing down and I did want what ever was in there so with a huff I took the cup and downed it. "Thank you. Here." The box was handed over and I popped the top open to see a small white kitten inside with very long hair. It meowed loudly and I instantly fell in love with it. It's striking blue eyes gazed up at me and David laughed as I squealed. "She's a 3 month old maincoon. Her parents are both best in show." Jazz's frame filled the door way smiling as I cuddled my new kitten. "The people I got her from have her leash trained. They told me she really likes to go on walks." David pulled something from his pocket and slipped it around her neck. "Here. She likes it outside." The other end of the leash was handed to me and I sighed. "I really don't feel like moving from bed. She'll just have to be happy with cuddles right now. Thank you very much David." He leaned down, letting me kiss his cheek before i did the same the same. "OK, if you're not feeling well I won't bother you too long. You really should go see a doctor though." "If and when I feel I need to go, I'll make sure Jazz tells you. Until then I'm going to stay home where I can sleep, play with my kitten and suck Jazz's dick. Because priorities." David choked on a breath, giving me a look. "Yeah, that's her new thing. Can't keep her off meh the last week." David shook his head but his phone going off made him sigh. "Got a case. I'll see you as soon as I can. You keep me posted if anything changes." Jazz nodded as David quick stepped by him and left. "I'm horny." "Yeah lil lady, ah know ya are. Yer beginning to worry meh though."

Jazz POV: My spark felt really tight in my chest as I watched Samantha shiver a little against the bed. Patches of gray peppered sparsely over her small form. I still didn't understand how this could happen but it was very obvious that I had little time to try and figure anything out. 3 days ago she was just tired and now her flesh was being over taken by metal. I hated the conclusion my mind had jumped to, but it was the only thing that could have caused it. I'd done this to her by interfacing with her. It was my transfluid that had began eroding away at her body. My fist clenched, wondering how long she had left. A small groan escaped from her and she sat up enough to look at me. "Hungry." I swallowed thickly as her fingers trailed down my frame to my spike panel. I couldn't find it in me to get charged up at this point, but that hadn't stopped her before and if this was how she was wanted to spend what ever time she had left I wasn't going to stop her. I just wished it'd never come to this...

Soft vents tickled my neck as she lay against me after drinking half a pan of home made fuel. The metal had almost completely taken over her body in just the last few hours and my spark shuddered, waiting on her to slip offline. "Jazz..." My vocaliser cracked with static as I answered her. "What do ya need lil lady? Ah'll get ya anything..." Her lips pulled up against my neck even as she rubbed her chest. "It feels empty..." I swallowed thickly as her chest split open to reveal a hollow chamber. Blood trickled out from the edges where she still had organic skin but it was mixed with fuel. The chamber though, it looked just like a spark chamber! My optics brightened and I touched it gently, watching the fuel trickle from a line up top. Inside my own chest my spark jolted and I triggered it open, watching her face as she went wide eyed. Slowly she reached out, touching it before lunging forward to press us together. For several minutes neither of us moved but I could feel her skittering around in my spark playfully. They're was still an over whelming amount of shock on my part as I felt another spark brush against mine. My vents caught for a second before I pulled her tightly against me. "Primus lil lady ya scared meh!" Curiosity flickered over from her as she slipped in and out of my spark, darting around as she checked me out. I was just glad she was ok.

For nearly 4 hours she stayed right there with me, still tucked into my spark. Every last trace of her organic flesh was gone, completely wiped out by transmetal and she looked a lot better than she had before. Her optics were bright and flickering around the room. Her new spark pulsed strongly against mine, and her body was finally warm again. Fingers slipped from mine, pushing her up until our sparks parted, granting me my first look at hers. Silver tendrels stretched out from it, still seeking for mine as she looked at it in suprise. "Wow... I guess swallowers really do have all the fun!" She sounded so good, just like before she got sick and I pulled her back into my arms, holding her tightly. "Lil lady ahm so glad yer OK... Ah love ya. Know ah should have told ya before but ahm telling ya now. Ah love ya." Her bright optics flicked to mine in surprise before dimming as her helm fins laid down. "Its all right. Ah know ya don't feel the same way right now. Ahm still glad to have yer company, and ya could change yer mind later. Yer meh lil lady, nothing can change that." She smiled softly at first then grinned wide, jumping into my arms to get cuddles. "You're the best friend I've ever had Jazz..." A huge wave of relief washed over me. She was going to be ok. Now I had to deal with how her friends would react. Somehow I was betting not nearly as well as she had. Hopefully they wouldn't leave her, that would cause a lot of stress that she didn't need after this big a change.

Samantha POV: My legs wobbled under me as Jazz held my hands out on either side of me, helping me to walk. This was such a strange feeling. "I feel like I shouldn't be learning how to walk. This sucks." Jazz made a systematic noise. "Ah know lil lady. Yer cables and struts aren't very strong yet though and ya need to get used to the shift in balance. It'll take a while. It'll get better though, ah promise." A kiss was pressed to my forehead as we continued on our way down the dimly lite hall ways.