HEY! Sorry It took so long to post this and I know it is short but life got in the way! Please don't be throwing anything at me! *hides just in case* Anyway! I was checking my reviews and I saw that someone posted that I should put a new line for every time someone different talks. So! That is what I am going to try. Hopefully it looks better and works better! On with chapter 15!
Units Of Time As I Use Them:
Nano-klick : Second
Klick : Minute
Cycle : Hour
Joor : Day
Orn : Week
Decacycle : 3 Weeks
Metacycle : Year
Disclaimer: I Do not Own Transformers, But I do own Jemma, Jacey and Jaylon.
P.S. They are not mentioned in this chapter, but I put this here because I realized so people may not go back and read chapter 14. So I put it here so you all know! Sorry for the delay!
"You know… If you keep your helm there long enough your helm will get kicked at." Jazz laughed slightly.
Prowl laughed as well and placed his servo next to his helm and his fingers slowly traced small circles on his bonded's chest plates.
"I am willing to take the risk. Besides… It would not be the first time some bot took a shot at my helm, whether it is a servo, a pede or a weapon of some kind." Prowl mused.
"That reminds me." Jazz stated.
"Hm?" The SIS made more of a noise rather than a statement.
"Are you willing to tell me something?", the TIC asked.
"Anything." The tactician smiled softly.
"I want to know what happened to Incedio." The saboteur replied flatly.
Prowl sighed. He should have known that sooner or later Jazz would want to know what had happened.
"I mean. This bot killed almost all your friends. He chopped them in to pieces and ripped them apart like a helm of lettuce. How come the worst injury was Sunstreaker's dented arm? How did you and Sideswipe only manage to get a few scratches?" Jazz asked a little confused.
Prowl smiled sadly at his bonded's use of human food to describe the last memory of most of his friends. He sighed again and sat up.
"A promise is a promise, but are you sure you really want to know?", the SIC questioned.
Jazz sat up and looked at his mate, concern clear in his optics. "Prowler… What happened while the three of you were gone?"
The tactician stood and looked out the window in their berth room.
"Did you not think about it when the three of us were gone for orn? We should have been back in 3 joors, at the max, but we were gone for 7, Love, 7." Prowl stated calmly.
He paused a moment before he continued. "Ratchet will have our helms if he ever finds this out." the Tactician groaned.
The saboteur put a servo gently on his lover's shoulder.
"I will not tell Ratchet anything. Nothing you say to me will leave this room." The TIC replied softly.
"The four of us made a pact to not talk about what happened. But I suppose I should have included you in that since Sunstreaker and Sideswipe are bonded." Prowl replied sadly.
"Wait four? But only three of you went…" The saboteur asked slightly confused.
"You promise that everything I tell you does not leave this room, right?"
"Yes. I promise." Jazz said waiting for his lover to continue.
"Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and I went to find Incedio and it did not take us long to find him. I figured since he messed with Skyfire less than joor before we spoke with them, I figured he was not too far away. I was close enough. He was living in an abandoned, run down home just beyond the limits of the city."
The SIC turned and faced his lover.
"We should have died out there. We barely won the fight even though he was overcharged from way to much high grade. Sunstreaker was out cold shortly after the fight started and by the end of it, Sideswipe was missing an arm and part of his leg and I was missing some of my plating from pretty much everywhere. Sideswipe barely made it out of the house and I was ready to give up. I could not live with myself. My spark sank I knew that without the proper tools the twins would not make it and I was sure that I was not going to make it back either." Pain was clear in the tactician's voice.
Jazz had tears flowing from his optics and held his mate tight. "So if you were that close to Primus then how did the three of you come back alive?"
"Knockout."
"Knockout? The same Knockout that joined the autobots?" The saboteur was surprised.
The tactician nodded.
"I was about ready to give up when I heard rubber burning. I looked over the hill and saw Knockout coming toward us. I waved and he skidded to a halt." Prowl sighed and continued.
"I knew he was on his morning run but I did not know he went out that far. The first thing he asked was how he could help us. I told him that I need his help with the twins. He was happy to help me. I really wasn't sure as to why. He had something to do to I suppose. He set up in a house not too far away." The SIC stopped to collect his thoughts.
"Is that why it took you so long to come back? The three of you were recovering?"
Prowl nodded. "Knockout fixed us up to brand new. He saved the twins and fixed me up. The three of us owe our lives to him."
Jazz thought of something. "So if he fixed the three of you up to brand new then how did Sunstreaker get the dented arm and you and Sideswipe get the scratches?"
"Do you really think anyone would have believed us if we came back without a mark on us? We had to look the part. So after Knockout said we were good to go back the base, we sparred a little bit and Sideswipe managed to grab his mate and he dented his arm. Sideswipe and I pushed each other around and we got our scratches from sliding down a rough wall."
Jazz nodded and pulled his bonded in to a hug.
"I technically kept my promise of coming back in one piece." Prowl said, a little amused.
Jazz nodded and spoke a little softer, "I can see why the four of you decided to not talk about it."
"Jazz, make no mistake. This had nothing to do with pride. I know that my parents are afraid for Jemma. I knew that if I came back in the condition that I did. She would have been miserable when she got older. I know that Ratchet and Prime are scared that she will turn out just like me. But the one difference between her and I is that she has me. I did not have anyone at the time." Prowl was a little annoyed.
Jazz looked up at his lover.
"A lot of bots think I am some cold spark less bot with no regard of anyone or anything. My past has taught me many things." Prowl did not like his past but was ironically grateful for what it had taught him.
"Like what?" Jazz asked.
"To start, it has taught me that you do not have to have yourself together, every nano-klick of every joor. It has taught me to focus on the important things in life. Like family and friends. That is why I went after my ex. I told that both Skyfire and Wheeljack and I also told that to you. That I will protect my friends when I can, but I will always protect my family."
"My parents… That is why you…", Jazz's voice trailed off.
"Yes. I am bonded to you so they are family. I will always protect Aphilo, Adora, Ratchet, Jemma and my sire even though we sometimes do not see optic to optic. But that circle also includes you and our unborn sparkling. This team has always backed me up and I have always backed them up. I also know that will not change anytime soon."
The tactician sighed and continued.
"I did not tell Ratchet about what happened because he would have flipped out and I do not want him taking it out on Jemma. I do not want my sister paying for the mistakes that I have made over the metacycles. I want to protect her in any way that I can and if that means lying to my creators about the full extent of the damage that was caused to us, then so be it." Prowl replied sadly.
Jazz kissed his lover. "I understand and that is why I will keep my promise to you and not tell anyone what I know. I am just glad you are home safe." The saboteur smiled a little.
"Me too, Jazzy. Me too." Prowl held his bonded close and smiled.
Author's Note: So what did you all think? I know I didn't go in to a lot of detail about how Incedio was defeated but now you all know how they came back with minimal injuries! Anyway, hope you all enjoyed. Please review and I will see you all in the next chapter! Until Next Time!
