It seemed like forever he made me do laps around the house before finally letting me plop down on the over stuffed couch in my basement that I didn't know I had. It was rather nice down here and I would be changing my usual hang out. "Ahm proud of ya lil lady. Ya did good and yer much steadier on yer peds now." Fingers brushed over my helm making me lean into the contact. "Feels good... Do I still have hair? But my hair has feeling?" Jazz chuckled softly, pulling me into his lap. "Ya got lil tuffs of fluff. Wouldn't call it hair. It's metal like the rest of ya but it's kinda like feathers. Looks like they probably could be used as sensors like other mechs use doors or wings." A few more pets were given to them before he hugged me close to him. "Ahm sorry ah took yer life from ya. Could have been normal." I glanced up, trying to see him but couldn't. "Hey. I'm not sorry, I think it's cool. And fuck normal! How boring of a life do you think I want?" He shifted against me, optics appearing over top of my helm. For a few seconds we just looked at each other before he grinned at me. "Ya really are one of a kind lil lady and ahm so glad to call ya mehn." Things were really strange, but I was liking this change...
Jazz POV: Samantha's phone ringing brought my attention back and I snatched it before she could. "Let meh take care of this." Her optics brightened and I rubbed down her helm. "Have a lil trust. Ahm not gonna run him off but ah wanna know how he reacts to meh first before just bringing him here. Everything goes OK ah'll bring him back with meh." She was still hesitant but finally nodded and I returned the call. David answered right away. "Sorry about that. Where ya at? Need to talk to ya before ya come by the house." Samantha shifted some, watching me. "I just got off the plane. How is she doing?" I glanced over her before answering. "She's doing a lot better than when ya left. Ah'll pick ya up at the airport. Just wait outside." The line was quite for a second. "Something wrong?" "Ah hope not. Ah'll see ya shortly." I ended the call, handing Sam the phone back. "Just sit tight for a lil while. Ah won't be gone long." She whirled softly as I kissed her helm before hurrying along. I needed to make sure David wouldn't react badly...
The gates came into view and I rolled inside to see David sitting on one of the many benches. Spencer was with him but my alt was only designed for two people and I didn't feel like outing myself in such a public place. "So what's this about?" "Get in. Ah'll tell ya shortly." He frowned, glancing to Spencer who looked really worried. He thought I was planning to kill him. Still hadn't let that go. "Where are we going?" "Away. Now David. Ah don't like being away from Sammy." Finally he climbed into my cab and I drove away.
The road gave way to gravel then dirt as I made my way back into the ticket of trees where I'd brought Samantha. Fingers tightened around my door handle as his eyes flicked to the gun on his hip. "If ah wanted ya offline ya wouldn't be here." He pushed against my door but I kept it closed. "Best just sit tight. Ya can't get away from meh." His eyes hardened, turning to watch me. "So what's this about?" I glanced over, watching him as his eyes got wide when I continued driving around trees. "Ya ask meh to tell ya if anything changed. Well, something changed, and this is meh telling ya." The lake finally came into view and I pulled to a stop, popping my door open for him to scramble out. My holoform was offlined and I unfolded from my alt mode to lean over him. "So what are ya gonna do?" For a long time he just stared wide eyed up at me, mouth hanging open. "What the hell are you?!" "Cybertronian. Had an accident with lil lady. Didn't know that transfluid would react with organic flesh the way it did. She was sick because the fluid was turning her insides into metal. Made her like meh. Figured ya'd do better if ah showed ya first hand before just walking into that. Also wanted to make sure ya weren't gonna hurt her. Ya don't like what ya see, walk away and forget about all this. Ah hope she means more to ya than that. She's very important to meh and ah don't want her to be upset because ya left her." A few more seconds ticked by before he shook himself out of his shock. "I can't believe this!" "Believe it. Now make yer choice. The longer ya stall the longer she has to worry and she's already going through a big change." A breath whoshed out before he finally nodded. "I'm not leaving her. I don't care what she looks like or how much she changed. She's my friend." I vented, inclining my helm before folding back down. "Good choice. Now ah just have to get Spencer and Penelope." David gave me a contemplating look. "I'm glad to be wrong about you. Even though you're different you're good to her, you just need to be more careful." He said climbing into me once more. "Ah know, won't be long until she'll be able to take it though." He glanced at my dash until my holoform flickered back to life. "What is that?" "A holoform. Kinda like a hologram, but ya can touch it and ah can even add feeling to it." He shifted against me, seeming unsure what to do with his hands before finally shaking his head. "This is crazy." "Ain't seen nothing yet."
Samantha POV: My legs wobbled under me as I forced myself to take another shaking step toward the spiral ramp leading upstairs. If I could just make it there and back once I'd rest. The wall that was helping me balance ran out a few yards before my goal and I carefully lifted my hand from it. One step, then two. My legs wobbled, making me fling my arms out for balance, but the sudden move made my knee buckle and I tumbled onto the carpet with a huff. An angry yell bounced around the room as my fist pounded the floor several times. A few moments longer were spent resting before I pushed my arms under me. I couldn't lift myself up though. My whole frame shook with effort but it only granted me a few inches before gravity brought me back down with a huff. Frustration sparked anger and I punched the floor with a middle scream being muffled by the carpet, hot tears beginning to streak down my face as I curled into a ball in the middle of the floor. I couldn't do anything! The carpet below me seemed far softer than before, a small comfort given my emotional state. Tears blurred my vision, trickling down my nose to plink onto the deep blue fluff below and be drank in. I hated feeling so weak and useless! The slight squeak of the ramp above told me that Jazz was finally back. That he'd see just how weak I was. My fist clenched along with my denta as foot steps loomed ever closer.
David POV: The main room where Samantha spent most of her time was empty when we entered and I felt a little uneasy as Jazz began leading me down several long hall ways. I didn't think she spent much time down here. A door to our right was standing open and Jazz stepped inside, waiting on me. "Watch yer step." I nodded and he continued down, floor squeaking slightly. His posture changed suddenly and he ran a couple steps making me really nervous, especially when I saw who I guessed was Samantha sprawled out over the floor. "Its OK. Come here lil lady." He carefully picked her up from the floor and I could see the tears running down her face. Anger raced through me and I barely managed to contain it. How dare he do something like this to her! "I hate this! I can't even fucking go for a walk!" "Ya will lil lady. Just have to work on strengthening yer frame. This won't last long, ah promise!" An angry keen came from her as she buried her face in Jazz's neck. "Its alright. Ah know, trust meh. Everything will be ok." He glanced toward me. "David came to see ya. Come over here and say hi. She's just a lil stressed out right now, ya being here will help her so she knows yer not gonna leave." I swallowed thickly, slowly stepping over and was surprised when he set her in my arms. It didn't look like he liked her being there though. "Just sit down with her. With this change she's a sparkling now, it was hard enough for meh to let ya have her before. Now ahm really having trouble since she's so much more fragile." I didn't understand how going from human to metal made her more fragile but watching him it was very obvious he thought of her as a baby. I guessed that she really was now. He knew more about this than I did and I didn't want to stress her out by fighting with him so I made my way over to the couch and sat down with her in my lap. Jazz was right there, checking her over. He sighed, gently picking up her legs. "Ah wish ya wouldn't have got up. Ya over stressed yer cables and fractured a strut, lucky it didn't snap." Samantha shivered against me before looking over to Jazz. "I hate feeling this helpless!" "Lil lady, no one likes feeling like that, but over working yer frame and causing damage is only going to prolong yer wait. There's a reason ah told ya to wait until ah got back. Ya already did 5 laps around the house with meh holding ya up. Yer cables aren't strong enough to hold yer full weight yet, ya need meh to hold ya up. Plus now since ya fractured yer leg ya gotta stay off of it until it heals which means 2 days minimum of ya being carried that could have been used toward progress in ya moving around on yer own. Stop being so hard helmed." He flicked her shoulder lightly making her glare at him. "Come here, yer gonna need more transfluid to heal up that hair line fracture. Stop being so stubborn, ah do know a thing or two despite what ya seem to think." She went willing over into his arms where she sat much more still than when she was with me. "I want your spark..." She touched his chest and it opened up to reveal a ball of blue light pulsating inside. She was a little slower but opened her's as well. In place of blue it was almost white and I wondered about that. "It because her spark is so young. It'll get color as she grows up." Jazz said as Samantha pressed their chest together, a small whimper being drawn from her. "Does that hurt her?" He shook his head. "Naw. It could. Merging sparks can be very painful if the other person yer with wants to hurt ya. She's just feeling good though. Kinda like sex, depends on yer intent." A deep sigh was let out but a yell upstairs made Jazz growl low. "Easy, I'll take care of it. Just relax with her." For a moment he continued glaring toward the ramp before finally nodding. "If Spencer is with them ya can explain the best ya can and see if he'll come down with her. If he doesn't seem OK with it, keep him away from her. She's needs as lil stress as possible right now." I nodded, hurrying up there before they were found. I doubted the rest of the team would take so well to her since they didn't spend much time around.