Hey Everyone! Sorry this took so long I came up with an idea for a later chapter after I was watching an episode of Criminal Minds. I started writing and few thousand words later I realized that Linley needed to be older in order for this to work, so you will see what I was writing within the next few chapters. Thank you to all of my amazing reviewers and a quick thank you to everyone who is still reading this! On with Chapter 19!

Units Of Time As I Use Them:

Nano-klick : Second

Klick : Minute

Cycle : Hour

Joor : Day

Orn : Week

Decacycle : 3 Weeks

Groon : Month

Metacycle : Year

:Is comm talk:

::Is Bonded talk::

Disclaimer: I do not Own Transformers but I do own all the sparklings.

Prowl came out of recharge and saw that he was alone. He sat up and rubbed his optics gently. He looked around and noticed that he was in his flat. Then he remembered everything. He fought with Jazz. Oh no! Linley! He jumped out of the berth and peeked in his daughter's room. He sighed in relief. She was deep in recharge and her visor was on the small table next to the bed.

Wait a klick… If they were here than where was Jazz? Was Jazz coming back just a dream? He sighed and drank his early morning energon.

"Sire?"

Prowl looked up from his cube and at his little femme. "What is wrong Linley? Can't recharge?" Linley shook her helm. Prowl held out his servos. She smiled and ran toward him. He picked her up and pulled her on to his lap.

So many times had he done this… So many times had Prowl recharged with her because she had a bad dream. So many times he had sat like this, holding his little femme until she fell back in to recharge and he would carry her back to her berth.

She curled in to him. "Sire?"

"Yes sweetspark?"

"Who was the bot with the viser like me?"

"Why do you ask, Linley?"

"Because… I feel something for him."

"What do you mean?"

Linley put a servo on her own chest plates. "My spark says I knows him. But I no know who he is…" The SIC had to hold the tears back.

He knew exactly what his daughter was talking about. She felt the connection to her carrier. She sensed it in Jazz when she had been in her sire's office asking if she could stay and play after class had ended.

"I will explain it later, baby. But you should get some more recharge. I have to take you to class in about 5 cycles." The tactician carried his youngling back to her berth and laid with her until she fell back into recharge.

Prowl held his breath and reached out to Jazz. ::Jazz?::

::PROWLER!:: Prowl felt himself relax and he smiled a little. ::Hi Jazz.::

::Baby, where are you? I have spent the last 4 cycles looking for you. We passed out in your office and when I woke up you were gone! Where did you go?::

::I-:: The SIC realized that he could not tell Jazz he went home. Jazz would have gone to the wrong house. ::Sorry. I am coming right now. I will drop Linley off with Carrier and Jemma and then I will come see you. You in your office?::

::Nope. I am in yours.::

::See you soon, Love.::

Prowl went in to his daughter's room and carefully picked her up. He also made sure that he grabbed his daughter's visor off of the small table next to her berth. He carried her to his carrier's quarters. He knocked on the door and when the door slid open Optimus was standing there.

"Sorry. I thought you were on duty and Ratchet was off."

"No, I had the day off and we both have the day off tomorrow."

"Oh… Can you watch her for a few cycles then I will come get her and take her to class?"

"I can watch her sure. But I have to take your sister to class so I might as well take Linley too." Prowl nodded and carefully handed Linley over to his sire and also handed him, her visor.

"She knows how to put it on. You will just have to put it in her servo. That is all."

Optimus Prime nodded his helm. "Understood."

Prowl then left and headed to his office to see Jazz. He entered his office and found Jazz in recharge in the chair. Or so he thought.

"Hey…"

"I thought you were in recharge."

"In a light one, yes. I heard the door though."

"Sorry. I did not mean to wake you."

"Do not worry about it. Where is Linley?"

"With my sire and sister." Jazz looked a little disappointed. "Jazz, a promise is a promise but we need to talk first."

"Fair enough. What do we need to talk about?"

"To start, when you leave on missions what am I to tell Linley? Because I really do not want to say, Well he is gone and I have no clue as to when you will see him again."

Jazz nodded. "You do not have to tell her anything."

"But Jazz-"

"If you let me finish once in a while you would know why I said you do not have to tell her anything." Jazz smiled causing Prowl raised an optic ridge and waited for his lover to continue.

"I already talked to Prime, and starting tomorrow you are looking at the new youngling teacher." The tactician just stared at his lover in shock. "Prowler? I thought you would be happy…"

"Jazz I am more than to know that you will always be here for me and more importantly our daughter but what about you being the TIC? What about being part of Special Ops? I know that was important to you. Jazz I can't sacrifice your happiness for my own. I could not stand to see you miserable or unhappy."

"Who said anything about me being miserable or unhappy? Prowl, I meant it when I said that you and Linley are my world."

"But Jazz…"

"No buts! I already talked to Optimus and I get the best of both worlds."

Prowl was now totally confused. "You lost me. What do you mean you get the best of both worlds?"

"I am still the TIC. I am still the leader of the Special Ops team but my primary job is to teach the younglings. Which means lover, I am going to be spending most of my time here on base." The door winged mech tackled his lover to the floor and then kissed him.

"I love you so much Jazzy. Come with me!" Prowl stood up and pulled the saboteur with him.

"Whoa! I have never seen you like this and where are you taking me?"

"You wanted to meet and spend time with Linley, right?"

"Yes."

The SIC started to drag the TIC. "Then let's say the pit with class today and let's go have some fun!"

The saboteur was concerned that his bonded had lost his processor but he was not going to argue, not today anyway. He had not seen his bonded this happy in a long time and he was going to get to spend some time with his daughter, the same daughter that he had not seen since the joor after she was born.

Jazz got nervous and stood away from the door. Prowl knock and his sire answered. "I have come for Linley. She isn't going to class today."

"Okay. She just woke up though."

The SIC went in and picked up his little femme. "Sire? Why do I have no class today?"

"Because there is something more important that we need to do today."

"Okay… Sire?"

"Yes sweetspark?"

"I feels it again. In my spark."

"I know baby and a promise is a promise. I told you I would explain that feeling to you. You know how you feel something like that when you are close to me?" Linley nodded her helm.

"That harder tugging on your spark Linley is the tug of a carrier. The reason it is so strong is because your carrier spent a lot of time bonding with you and talking with you before you were born. Do you understand what I am telling you baby?" She nodded.

"The reason your spark knows and your processor does not is because your carrier has not been around since the joor after you were born. So you would not remember."

Linley started to sob and Jazz felt his spark break. Prowl rubbed her back soothingly. "Why are you crying?" She rubbed her optics and kept sobbing. The tactician slowly swayed back and forth and eventually she calmed down so he tried again. "What has you so upset, sweetspark?"

"Carrier doesn want me!"

She started to cry again. The saboteur had tears running down his cheeks. None of that was true. His pedes moved on their own and next thing he knew he was in prime's quarters, sobbing. "I have always wanted you. I never wanted to get rid of you. I love you Linley."

"Carrier?"

Prowl held Linley out to Jazz, so he could take her if he wanted to.

"Yes, Linley…"

He did not know what his daughter was going to say. He was terrified that she was going to tell him to leave and never come back.

"Stay wif me. Please?" She clung to Jazz and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Always. I will never leave you. I will always be here for until Primus takes me home." Jazz held her close and kissed her cheek and she kissed him back and smiled at him.

"Linley?"

"Yes sire?" She kept trying to wipe the rest of the tears away.

"Your Carrier and I are going to take you home, to our real home."

"You mean we can all lives in the same house?"

The TIC stroked his little femme's helm gently. "That is right sweetspark. All three of us are going to live together." She started to smile again.

2 cycles later everything had been moved from the flat and was now in the house that Prowl and Jazz first shared. Linley was quietly playing in her room and Prowl was helping Jazz rearrange the furniture.

"Carrier? Sire?" Linley walked to the top of the stairs. Jazz scooped her up and she giggled.

"Something wrong?"

"No. But…"

"Use your words Linley."

They both looked at Prowl with a slight glare that made the SIC shiver. "What did you want to know sweetspark?"

"Can I recharge with both of yous?"

"Of course you can young one."

"Thank yous."

"You two go get ready for recharge and I will be up in a few klicks." Prowl nodded his helm and headed up the stairs with Linley.

Jazz waited until they had disappeared around the corner before he got up from the couch. He went outside and sat on the steps and started to cry.

"I can't suffer no more, for my heart can't break no more. I am lifeless and limp, with no end to this breaking. You broke my soul with no mercy or care, but the end of my life is hanging by a hair. How do you live with so much pain inside your heart, it feels like you have killed me with a poisonous dart. Be gone, be gone for there is no soul for you to take, for I never had a soul before this day."

"Why do you believe you have no soul?"

The saboteur jumped a little. "I did not realize you were standing there."

"Jazz… You did not answer my question."

"Prowl. It has been almost 2 ½ metacycles since my sibling died…"

"Can I ask you a question and have you be honest with me…"

"Always."

"Is that why it took you three metacycles to come back? Because you heard about your carrier losing the sparkling before it was born." The TIC could only nod his helm. "Did you fear that Linley would be gone as well?"

"The twins heard about my creators and then started to mess with me. I did not know what to believe any more."

"What made you come back?"

"I had a faint comm come in from Ratchet saying that you and Linley were doing just fine but she needed a visor due to loss of vision in her optics. I was spark broken. But I was happy she was alive."

"Carrier? Sire?" Jazz pulled his little femme in to his arms and held her close. "Carrier, you ok?"

"I am fine young one."

"Your carrier is more emotional than me."

She leaned back in her carrier's arms. "You mean less like this?" She puffed out her cheeks and put her servos on her hips and tried to act like her sire.

The TIC couldn't help but laugh. "That is so funny!" The SIC could not help but give a small smile. Normally he would have disliked the impression more so, because it was at his expense, but at least his bonded was not crying any more.

"Why carrier sad? Is carrier hurt?"

Jazz kissed his daughter's forehelm. He took her little servo and gently placed it on his chest plates. "Carrier's spark is hurting." Linley frowned and gave her carrier a hug. She sighed softly.

"Come on sweet spark, time for recharge." Jazz stood up holding Linley and walked back inside their home with Prowl right behind him. The SIC locked the door while the TIC and their daughter went upstairs and got ready for bed.

Author's Note: Hope everyone enjoyed this. See you in the next chapter! Until Next Time!