Starlit's view:

I awoken to an empty berth but heard somebot up in the tree. Make that two somebot's. Prowl and Jazz where sitting on opposite branches of each other, whispering and occasionally leaning in and pressing their lip components together while smiling.

"Prowl…?" I said in more of a groggy voice then I meant too. This startled Prowl, but Jazz just turned his head and smiled at me.

"Mornin' sunshine." Jazz smiled and leapt down from the tree after Prowl. "How ya doin'?"

"Good." I yawned. "What time is it?"

"Early. No one else is awake yet. You can go back to sleep if you wish." Prowl said stroking my helm. I laid down but found I didn't want to sleep. Something felt off…I didn't feel good. Oh slag…

I sat up quickly, covering my mouth but it didn't stop me from purging. I gagged as I threw up.

"Woh! Hold on sweet spark." Jazz said taking a hold of me, keeping me from falling off the berth. "Ya ok? I got cha…it's all right."

Why me?

"What happened Starlit?" Prowl asked. He helped me get off the berth and rushed me to his waste room. Once there he quickly sat me in front of the waste tank where I proceeded to purge again.

"Shhh…it's all right Starlit." He said rubbing my back as Jazz stood in the door way. "Jazz could you go get Ratchet?" I heard Prowl say and heard Jazz take off. Then a huge processor ach came over me. I groaned and leaned into Prowl's chassis and sobbed. I saw a white flash and heard a faint scream that wasn't mine. It scared me that I reconized the scream but couldn't place it. After that I must have passed out.

Prowl's view:

I held Starlit as she groaned in pain like she had a massive hang-over. Poor femmie.

"What's going on? What the frag is so urgent that you two have to wake me up at five in the morning?" Ratchet's irritated voice filled our room. "Really I mean…what happened?" He stopped his rant and softened his tone once he saw my very sick sister 'sleeping' in my arms.

"Don' know. She woke up and well, look at the berth. She didn't seem sick last night." Jazz said as Ratchet scanned Starlit.

"Just a strain of bad coding, she'll be fine. Must have hit her while she was sleeping." He said rubbing her helm gently and standing up. "Here, give this to her. It'll help her keep her energon down." he said handing me a small green energon cube. I'd give it to her when she woke up.

Once Ratchet left we cleaned up our berth, changed the sheets, washed down the soft metal and put new sheets on; then we put a groggy and sickly Star back on it. None of this was adding up to me though. First a memory loss then a purging of her tanks...it all had me worried.

"Well, that was fun." Jazz teased sitting down by Starlit's feet. I rolled my optics behind my visor and started to walk to the other side of him only to be stopped by Jazz's legs wrapping around my waist. "Come 'ere." He grunted pulling me into him.

"Jazz, not hmm…" I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine.

"She's out cold. 'Sides we don't have to interface. We can just make-out…" He said peppering kisses on my face. I didn't protest but I also didn't encourage him, but I let him love me without going to far.

He started to rub my jet boosters making me moan into our kiss and allowing his glossa to enter. Our glossa's fought of awhile before Jazz decided my neck needed to be licked and bitten.

"Ahh! Jazz…please…" I tried to beg him to stop before it was too late but Starlit had chosen that point to wake up.

"Prowl…what are you two doing?" She asked looking at us with wide optics. I was so embarrassed.

"Kissin'." Jazz painted from below me.

"Not helping…" I hissed pushing off him, trying to hide my embarrassment.

It also didn't help that Starlit then asked what kissing was and Jazz suggested another demonstration with me. I glared and told her it was what two bots in love did.