On the ark….

"Ooooo, my valve hurts. I get ya missed me prowl, but GEEZ MAN! YOU WERE AN ANIMAL!"

"Would you like me to kiss it, possible make it better dear Jazz." A slight smirk appearing on his face as his gold visor hid his optics.

"YOU! FRAG NO! STAY AWAY!" Jazz waved her servos in front of Prowl playfully, pushing him away. Prowl began to laugh a little before rolling over on top of Jazz. Kissing her from her neck to her tank piercing."

"Jazz."

"Yea?" she replying with a curious tone in her voice.

"Where is your piercing?" his voice hinting with guilt.

"Don't worry bout it Prowler hehe, I actually took it out before we started. Sumthin was yelling at me to remove it cuz ya might of either eaten It or it would of gotten knocked off."

Prowl turned his helm trying to avoiding contact with Jazz as his face radiated baby blue. He knew what she was really referring to when she said that.

"HAHAHAHA AW I made ya blush! HEHE!" A big smile stretched a crossed Jazz face. "Besides I couldn't take the chance of you fragging it out of my tank."

"Not funny Jazz."

"Regardless man my valve is seriously hurtin cuz of ya."

"I take it that I served you well then." Jazz just looked at prowl with her lips poked out. Prowl climbed off of his mate and on to the floor helping jazz down who wobbled like crazy to just stand. She immediately grabbed hold of the berth.

"Uh you gone an uh wash up, I think I'll jus stand her till I can get my legs to stop feelin like jello." A soft laugh escaping her vocals. Prowl looked at Jazz for a moment, watching her legs struggle to hold her frame. Striding back towards her with his natural pride. His wings arch high, his yellow visors covering his optics and his serious look turned Jazz on. She made sure to hide it she surely didn't want a repeat of last night. Though it was amazing, she sure as pit didn't want it to happen again, Or at least not anytime soon. Prowl looked at jazz with a stern smile on his face. "Oh primus, I'mma get violated! Well at least my violator is sexy."

Prowl, stood in front of his 'Captive'. Hoisting her back on their berth; he started to massage her inner thighs.

"W-WHAT ARE YA- NO! Nu uh! No this is how last night started!" Jazz attempted to pull her wobbly legs away, unfortunately they responded like cooked human noodles.

Prowl looked at Jazz with a small, but sincere look. "I'm not going to do anything Jazz."

"Sure ya won't prowlers."

"You have my word Jazz, just relax." He lifted both legs so that they would comfortably stretch over his shoulder.

Jazz continued to watch cautiously, soon she began to relax despite a few sharp pains she got every so often. Her massages went from relaxing to blissful. Prowls servos would move closer and closer to her uncovered valve making her bite her lip. Jazz helm fell back from pure bliss. "Primus are ya good with ya servos."

Prowl simply smiled as he continued to massage his mate. Quickly she began softly moan and grip on their berth sheets. "Do you wish for me to stop my dear Jazz?" She just shook her helm no as prowl continued massage her.

"Aaah P-prowl, where did ya learn how ta do these things" Jazz bit on her bottom lip to try and keep her soft moans under control.

"I have my source dear jazz, don't worry about how."

(Why does that make me a bit uneasy?) "Only thing I can t-THINK o-of is you b-being a massage bot. uuuuuuh, Primus don't stop."

"Hmph, Something like that." Prowl voice was nothing short of disappointment and uneasiness. Moments went by without either of them saying a word. Only sound that could be heard were jazzes soft held back moans. She sat up to look at her mate, a bit worried.

"Ya ight prowl?"

"Yes I'm fine Jazz, why is it that you ask?"

"Uh, well ya got quiet for a sec."

Prowl quickly changed the subject. "Forgive me, I was just thinking how I should reward you for your beautiful behavior"

'B-behavior?" In that moment prowl pulled her wide hips close to his face plate; licking and biting her thigh. "P-p-prowl!"

Prowl lick from her right thigh all the way to her valve. Yet he did not enter, only on her approval did he ever do anything to her. Spreading her legs wide open so that he had plenty room to 'play' with her valve. "May I precede my dear Jazz?"

"PRIMUS DO!" Jazz's charge was building up as she continued to grip furiously to the sheet and bite her lip.

"My, my, my, Jazz you seem to already have made a mess. Now we can't have that can we? Looks like I'll have to clean you again, hu?" a quick smirk appeared on his face as his glossa licked over her valve cleaning up her dripping fluids. With every touch and every lick jazz quivered. His servos snaked around her aft and back to aid in supporting her. Jazz arched her back deeply as loud moan began to escape her lips.

"AAAH P-PROWL!"

Prowl replied to his mate by digging half his glossa into her valve. Licking her valve entry walls up and down

"D-don't s-st-stop! D-deep-per" Jazz's back arched to prowls every movement. Prowl did as ordered and dug his entire glossa in her valve, sending chills down her spine. Prowls mouth nearly covered jazz's entire valve. His glossa lick her insides like no tomorrow as she moaned and bucked wildly. The sound of his mates blissful begs and please turned him on as his spike began to stiffen. His servo quickly made its way to his now stiffen spike and began to stroke it steadily while never loosening his glossas hold in Jazz's valve. Prowl pulled his glossa out of her valve and whipped up her mixed fluids with his digits, licking them one by one.

"Mmmm now that is what I call a good wakeup call my delicious Jazz." He made his way on to the berth an laid beside jazz his spike fully harden an sticking straight up. Jazz climbed on top and kissed her mate furiously as her valve rubbed against his spike. "If you wish for more my delicious Jazz you must take it."

"Then so be it prowler" Jazz lifted her valve over prowls spike and lowered herself down slowly. (No matter how many times we interface that first part is always the most satisfying!) She gasped as her insides had to adjust to prowls thick size.

Moans began to escape both their lips as Jazz began to ride Prowl up and down continuously. "PRIMUS JAZZ! DON'T STOP!" In respond to her mates words she picked up the pace and rode him even harder. Her moans became loud and distinct!

"AH! PROWL! I'M SO CLOSE!" Her servos scratched a cross prowls chest from tension. Prowl flipped her on her back and took control. Her legs in both his arms as he pounded her valve, her moans mixed with her wetness and her screaming his name made his charge quickly reach its peak.

"Scrap Jazz! I'm going to overload!" Jazz arms snakes its way around prowl neck pulling herself to his audios.

"Go ahead and feel me up one last time pretty mech." With one final thrust Prowl overloaded deep inside his mates' valve. Pulling out on her tank and continued to cover her with his transfluids. As Jazz overload fluids covered his thighs. Jazz leaned up placing her mouth over his dripping spike. "My turn ta eat Prowler." Licking her lips seductively she placed her glossa and mouth over his spike an started to deep throat his spike. Just as Prowls previous overload came to an end Jazz's constant deep throat summoned another overload with transfluid filled vengeance. His overload came quick an full as his spike fed his hungry Jazz. Jazz swallowed every drop of her mate fluids, as Prowl licked her lips clean. Prowl gently pushed Jazz down to their berth holding her in his embrace. Her optics already offlined an her frame in recharge.

"Recharge well my Dear Jazz, I assure you that I kept my word to you." Prowl visors slid over his optics as he fell into recharge.

A few hours past when they onlined together. "I see you're feeling well again Jazz."

"Funny Prowler, what happen ta me sayin no facing hu?"

"You could have stopped me at any given time dear Jazz, and you could have told me no as well; you know that. But I must ask, is your valve still sore?"

"No, that's beside da point! Though I'm curious ta what ya did to me, cuz I'm pretty sure fragging while sore does not make da pain go away."

"What can I say other than what I have already said? I told you I wouldn't do anything.

"But ya did a thing…"

"Yes, but you gave me the okay to plus I don't think you would appreciate it if I just left you with a full charge, or would you?"

"Ya know Prowl sometimes I can't stand ya."

"I love you to my dear Jazz, now come lets get cleaned up an get going we have a ark to help run." The two smiled at each other as they rolled out their berth.

After washing up in their personal wash rack they made their way to the door. Prowl extended his servo to his mate like any gentlemech should. "Shall we take our leave dear Jazz. "

"We shall ~3." She playfully slapped his hand away and wrapped her servos around her lovers' waist. As they made their way into the ARKS seemingly busy corridors. Immediately she began to play with her lovers doorwings, teasing him really.

"You must really enjoy my doorwings dear Jazz."

"What made ya say dat prowl?" an innocent smile stretched a crossed her face.

"No matter where we go you seem to enjoy my wings. Might I ask why?"

"What can I say, I have a weakness for wings. I mean just look at em dare their sexy, dominate and dare really sensitive." She shot Prowl a devilish smile as her hands crept up his back and caressed the interior of his wings.

"No."

"Aw, but Proooowl." she did the unspeakable an unleashed her cute pouty face.

"No means no, but I never said where or when we couldn't do that." A small smirk appeared on his faceplate.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Geez Prowl, since when did you become so bold and freaky hahaha.

"If you truly want to kn-"*

BOOOOOOOOOOM!*

"…Uh Jackies up". Jazz looked at her mate who simply shook his helm.

"INCOMING! COMING THROUGH!"

"AH!" Prowl pulled Jazz out of the way of a rushing Ratchet and a set of Jet twins.

"WHEELJACK!" Ratchet screamed while rushing into the lab with a fire extinguisher. Jet twins followed behind ratchet, helping the few bots crawl from under debris that had fallen from the explosion. "JETFIRE GO GET FIRST-AID AND JOLT!"

"YES SIR!" Jetfire helped the last remaining bot up from the debris an made his way to medbay.

"This is why I said you need to stick to being a WRECKER! Key word Wrecker!"

"Hey what can I say I miss being in here and whoever said I'd stop being a wrecker hatchet."

"First don't call me that, two I sure as FRAG don't miss you blowing up scrap!"

Prowl and Jazz had followed after the raged medic to the ARKS lab. They observed how badly Wheeljack had blown up the lab. Which was decently demolished, covered in ashes and debris. Jazz watch as Ratchet went off on Wheeljack and decided to step in an try an calm the medic down, or at least a little.

"Whoa whoa whoa ratch calm down man!"

"I'll calm down Jazz when Wheeljack stops blowing scrap up!" Jazz stayed by Prowl side not daring to actually be in servos reach of ratchet. Prowl stayed firm, his servo around Jazzes' waist. Jazz however was using her servos to 'talk'.

Wheeljack turned to prowl, completely ignoring Jazz an ratchet little 'pep' talk. "How's it going Prowl?" He smirked at the officer.

"Would have been fine if a certain somebot hadn't blown the lab up." Shooting Wheeljack a 'this is all your fault' frown.

"Don't have the slightest clue who THAT could have been." Prowl stood their, his free servo rubbing his processor.

"Today's going to be a long one day." *Sigh*

In Optimus quarters….

Elita laid across her mates massive chest, as her servo gently travel to his resting servo. "I take it from all the commotion going on I would say the ARK is awake. Would you agree my dear Orian?" I sift smile escaped her pink and purple frame.

"Indeed Elita, however, I get the feeling that Wheeljack has started his days as a scientist again." His lips a thin line. The thought of Wheeljack back in the lab scares him more than it did when the mech joined the wreckers.

"What makes you more nervous my dear? The fact that we will be going back to putting warning signs around Wheeljack or that Wheeljack is now a wrecker and a scientist?" she giggled at Optimus knowing that there was no way they could stop Wheeljack from being Wheeljack.

"I am uncertain on how to answer that question Ariel…" Optimus and Elita sat up frames completely bare. Elita held the sheets to her chassis as Optimus sat on the edge of their berth with the sheets covering his bare pelvic. Elita made her way to his backside wrapping her arms around him in a gentle embrace.

"You know that I love you right Orian?"

"Of course I do, just as I love you my Ariel" Kissing her on her lips then on her forehelm. Both hopped out of their berth, and washed. Clipped each other armor back on.

"Hmmmm handsome as always Prime." Winking to her mate lovingly. Optimus could do nothing but smile.

"Thank you my dear, but I am nothing without you and your beautiful smile" Elita smiled happily from the comment. In the moment Optimus comm link went off.

/ "OPTIMUS!"/

/ "Bumblebee? What's wrong?"/ Elitas' helm tilted from Optimus sudden worried tone.

"Optimus is everything ok?" Elita became increasingly worried as she listened to her mate conversation. The only time he didn't answer was when something bad has happen or they get into an argument.

/"Primus am I glad I finally got a hold of you. We have a problem, the cons are close to the base. The twins are fighting all three seekers plus two on the way."/

/"Where are you bumblebee!?"/ (Why does she sound so bad…)

/"I'm just-"/ her voice was cut off by a mysterious dominate voice from the background.

/YOU'RE COMING WITH ME! /

/"What's going on bumblebee!"/ the sound of shouting and screaming filled the comm link. Optimus posture stiffen. Now he's getting more and more worried from Bumblebee not responding to him. /"BUMBLEBEE WHERE ARE YOU!"/

/*static*/

/BUBMLEBEE! BUMBLEBEE!/

*The signal dies*

"Optimus what's wrong? Is everything okay?"

"No I'm afraid not Elita. Something has happened to Bumblebee and the twins."

"WHAT! She hasn't even been back from her mission one whole day and something bad happens already!" (Shes' gone thru so much since she has left for her training with Ironhide and Jazzes. I hope she manages okay.)

Optimus stayed silent for a moment, "Elita I need you to watch the ark until I return"

"Don't worry about the ARK, I have things under control here you just bring Bee and the Twins back. Okay?"

Optimus nodded his helm once and quickly made his way out their room door and commed prowl.

/"Prowl!"/

/"Yes Sir?"/

/"I need you to gather these mechs and meet me at the ARKS entry. Jazz, Mirage, Ironhide and Jetstorm./

/"What of the lambo twins sir"

/"They will be discussed when we meet up."/

/ "Yes sir." /

/"I am going to need you as well prowl."/

/ Yes sir. We will meet you immediately/

Prime hung up his comm link and unconsciously picked up his pace to meet everyone at the ARK entrance. Everybots helm turn upon his arrival. An almost immediately he started to explain what was going on. "Alright Autobot we have 3 missing bots that I'm sure haven't been seen since last night."

"Minding of me asking, but who are the missing bots sir?" Jetstorm ask the older Mech with high respect.

"Bumblebee, Sideswipe, & Sunstreaker would be the three missing bots." All the bots faces turned to shocked.

Ironhide shook his helm and huffed in annoyance. "Of course Bee is yet again the damsel in distress, but I don't see how both twins are missing. They can actually handle their self."

Jazz helm whipped around to Ironhide in disbelief of what he had said. "You know what Ironhide just for once, can't you be nice, Just fragging once."

Prowl optics cut over to Jazz. (Jazz is mad, best if I step in before this spirals out of hands.) "Ironhide now's not the time for criticizing bots; right know ALL three need our help so lets give them the help they need by ACTUALLY working together."

"I am of agreeing with Prowl. We need to work together to be giving of help to comrades." Jetstorm looked at prowl an received a thank you nod an in returned gave Prowl a welcome smile"

"Look I am no captain obvious, but we don't even know where to start looking for them they could be anywhere out there. If they are even out there?" mirages folded his arms in annoyance from their rescue mission plan.

"I think I gotta solution to dat prob raj"

"Oh and what would that be?"

"You know da Ark has cams everywhere especially at the entrance an outer perimeter. The cam crew from last night oughta be able to give us some feedback on where and when. Afta that doe I got nutin."

Mirage felt a bit dumb for forgetting the Arks cameras. "Smart aft…"

"You're too kind ta me Raj!" Jazz just smiled at mirage, while mirage decided to face palm his self.

Prime ignored the side commentary and decided to get back on topic immediately. "Prowl who was in charge of security last night after the crews return?"

"I believe Crosshairs and Redalert were sir. Rather they were on duty when Bumblebee and the Twins left is a different story."

Prime commed Crosshairs whom for some reason was STILL on monitor duty.

/"what can I do ya for big shot?"/

/"Crosshairs? Isn't Drift supposed to be on duty?

/ He is, he's right here I'm just uh helping him monitor surveillance. Yea. /

(Sometimes I question why I brought him back to the Ark. I honestly do. -_-')/back to mi reason for calling. Where you on duty late last night?/

/hu? Yea I was why ya ask?/

/ Did you see the Bumblebee and the lambos twins leave sometime last night?/

/now dat you mention it yea I did, it was around like 10 ish. Bumblebee left I think a couple of hours after they did./

/Do you know what direction they went once they left?/

/Naw, Sorry prime that I don't have an answer to. How about this though I send you the vid that way you can answer all you question and find what ya looking for./

/Alright Crosshairs, send it to Prowl immediately./

/Can do!/

Prowl soon received the video containing the three bots. He made his way to the entrance monitors and plugged in the data pad that contained the two surveillance videos. The video displayed on the large monitor so that everyone could see the video.

"Okay everyone the footage is ready, this one is of the twins."

The video started by showing the twins rushing to the entrance doors frustrated and a bit paranoid. Soon Actual sound started to escape from the monitor repeating everything the twins had said.

"SIDESWIPE LETS GO! I DON'T WANT TO STAY IN THIS INTEFACE MOTEL LONGER THEN I NEED TO!"

"Trust me bro I'm right behind you, personally I'm choosing to recharge outside for the night."

" I DON'T GIVE A FRAG WHERE I RECHARGE AT THIS POINT! As long as its NOT here!" Soon the twins had transformed an headed northwest.

*End Transmission 1*

Prime looked at prowl and nodded to him to play the next feed. This time it was of Bumblebee walking towards the ARKS exit. Her helm hung low on her shoulders. That's until a loud static noise in the background caused Bee to whip here helm around to the source of the sound. Her servos than angrily rubbed her helm. "OH FORGET IT! I'm just gonna go, yep that's it! I'm just going to go because QUITE FRANKLY! I'm not crazy enough to even think about disturbing anyone! EVER!" Bee looked towards the security camera and told the camera she was leaving out and she'd be back later. She stated time she left and transformed right out of the entry doors with no hesitation.

*End Transmission 2*

The room stayed quiet for a moment; that is until Mirage decided to broke the silence. "It could be just me or did she look-".

Prime Finished Mirages' sentence for him. "Exhausted."

"Yea…"

Ironhide huffed in annoyance yet again. "She doesn't even look like she could handle an attacked by a human dog. If she was like that when she left then no wonder the cons got her so easily." It seemed as though every time Bumblebee was brought up Ironhide had something negative to say.

Jazz optics glared over to Ironhide, it's a good thing she wore visors because if he could see her optics right now he wouldn't be standing there. No matter how much she wanted to kick Ironhide aft, she had more important things on her servos to handle.

Prowl turned around and looked at Prime. "I am sure that the twins are in good condition, I worry more for Bumblebee."

"Might I ask why prowl?"

"As you know all the returning recruits from yesterday's mission had an exam done by ratchet demand"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with our current situation Prowl?"

"Well everyone's exam came back fine, all excepts Bumblebee's. Matter of fact it was really poor. Ratchet had told her to get some rest until he finished his work on the other. Meaning she is in no condition to be fighting let along to be fighting alone. I'm not saying she's weak because she's not but right now she is in a weak state putting her at a high risk of losing any fight."

Prime felt horrible knowing that the young scout had left even in her know condition. (Why would she do something like that; it doesn't make any sense. She has made bad decisions before; everyone has, but she knows better than this.)

"WE'LL WONDER ALL THE WHY'S LATER! For now we need ta get goin!" Jazzes' voice broke prime of his thoughts an put his mind back to the situation.

"Jazz is correct we need to get moving".

"Um Mr. Prime sir if I might of ask question" Jetstorm visors peered from over mirages shoulder.

"Go ahead Jetstorm." Primes arms crossed his chest plate as he waited for his young flyer question a bit impatiently.

Jetstorm took note of his Primes current bad mood and spoke as clearly as he could. "If friends are of aboard Con fleet we are of not know its location. How are we to find it?

Prime turned to Prowl, watching as his S.I.C took immediate notice of his twitching doorwing instinct to his own movement. "Prowl when and where was the last time we locked onto the nemesis?"

"A week ago, heading Eastern. Why do you ask?"

"Could we use that information in any way to track the nemesis now?"

"I'm afraid not, this information is useless due to the fact that we don't know if they have even changed courses. I'm sorry Sir." Prowl was feeling pretty useless right now because he had no useful information to give to the team. He couldn't even create a plan because he didn't have ANY information except that 3 bots are M.I.A.

Prime videoed Crosshairs on the monitor

/"Crosshairs."/

/ "Yeeeeeeeees sir?"/ replying with a happy tone

/"I need you to pin point where bumblebee's last comm signal came from. Now."/

/"alright give me a second"/

~A moment later~

/"What! No way! This can't be right!?"/

/ "What is it Crosshairs?"/

/ "Her last signal came from only a few yards directly in front of the ark, two maybe 3 yards I'm just guesstimating how many, but she was really close by Prime"/

/"Thank you. Be sure to stay by the line we might need your assistance again Crosshairs'."/

/"Will do Prime."/ Crosshairs gave prime salute an ended the transmission.

"We will need to split up in two groups: Ironhide Jazz and Mirage you go to where Bee was last located."

The three nodded their helm as Jazz began to download the coordinates of Bumblebee last know where about.

"Jetstorm Prowl and I will head in the same directions as the twins. Hopefully we'll find some evidence of the twins, possible their where about." Jetstorm and Prowl quickly made their way beside their prime ready to go. As Mirage and Jazz stood by Ironhide ready to go.

"AUTOBOTS! TRANSFORM AND ROLL OUT!"