Transformers Fan Fiction ❯ It’s Now or Never ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me. This has TF Slash.

 

Summery: (2007 Movie verse) After thousands or more Earth years, Jazz's bond mate had been missing, and many thought dead. It wasn't until after the battle of the All Spark, when Jazz's bond mate was found.

 

Parings: Prowl/BarricadeXJazz

 

“blah” - Normal human speak
“blah” - Cybertronian speak
blah - thinking

 

It's Now or Never
By Pharaoh-Yami

 

Chapter 5

 

Once back in Medical Bay, both helped Prowl lie down on the berth. "You get some sleep now. I'll get another dose of medicine ready for Jazz to give you later. Be right back okay?"

"..O-Okay..." Gadget smiled and left Medical Bay. Jazz smiled and sat next to Prowl on the berth.

Little did they know, two Decepticons were headed their way. "You sure he's in Medical Bay?"

"Yeah, that's where his signal is coming from. Don't know why the Auto-scum would help him."

"Unless they have Barricade captured."

"...Maybe... Be prepared to fight, but don't go in guns blazing. We need to be quiet about it."

"Yes we must rescue Barricade from the Autobots." They turned the corner and went in quietly. They flashed their weapons, but sighed in relief to find Jazz fast asleep next to Prowl.

"Hey, they got rid of Barricade's paint job."

"Wonder why that is?" the other asked.

"We can ask later. Let's get him away from these Autobots."

"That puny scum next to him...what a lousy guard." The two started to near the berth. "Okay, no sudden moves."

"Right," said the other as each carefully took an arm to lift him off the berth.

Prowl slowly awoke. "...H-Huh...?"

"Hey, Barricade. We're getting you out of here," said the first one.

Prowl looked shocked, trying to fight off their grip on him. "...L-Let go...o-of me... ...J-Jazz...!"

"What's up with you? Don't be crazy. These stupid Autobots have you captured. We're bringing you back to base," the second said. Both tightened their hold and pulled him into a sitting position.

"...I-I said...l-let go...!"

"We're already too late. Those stupid 'Scums have already brainwashed you," said the second. "You've GOT to come with us now." Jazz slowly stirred, noticing the berth felt different.

"..I-I'm n-not going...! ...Y-You Decepticons get...o-off me..!"

"He's gone crazy, we have to get him back quickly," said the first as the two finally pulled him off the berth into a standing position.

"..Wha?" Jazz spoke sleepily.

"...J-Jazz...! ...H-Help me...!"

"PROWLER!"

Gadget came into the room, the medicine in her hand. "Okay Prowl..." she started, her smile quickly turning into a look of anger. "You slaggers get off of him!" Jazz jumped off the berth, taking out his weapon.

"C'mon! Pedal to the metal!" the first said. They quickly pulled him away, his weak body unable to struggle against them.

"We'll get you some nice help and your paint job back, Barricade," said the second.

"Leave him alone you 'Cons!" Jazz said. Gadget set the medicine down and fired at both Decepticons' legs.

"Ow! We got to get Barricade out of here!"

"What in the Slag is going on in my-...! HEY! You let my patient go!" cried Ratchet.

"Ratch! The 'Cons got Prowler!"

"Slag!" cried the first as Gadget shot at their legs again. Ratchet fired too.

"They're too many! Let's go!" cried the second. They dropped Prowl with a clang and scrambled out.

Jazz raced towards his mate. "Prowler! You okay baby?" he asked as he gently help him up.

"...N-no...-cough cough- D-don't...want to...go back..."

"Where do you hurt?" Gadget asked rushing over.

"And don't come back!" Ratchet shouted after the Decepticons.

"Yer not going back Prowler. We'll make sure of it."

Gadget borrowed some things from a nearby tray and worked on Prowl's injuries from the two dropping him. "Everyone alright?" Ratchet asked coming over.

"I think so." said Jazz as he looked over at Gadget fixing up Prowl.

"There, you're alright now." Prowl started to cry, scared out of his logic processors.

Jazz gently took Prowl into his arms. "Easy Prowler, it's okay now."

"...Th-they...th-they came back...for me... I-I don't WANT to go back!"

"You won't." Jazz said gently "It's going to be okay, baby." He took slow, deep intakes as Jazz took him over to the bed and laid him down. Gadget sighed in relief as she came over.

"You gonna be alright?" she asked him.

"...I-I don't...w-want to go back..."

"You won't. They're going to be in a lot of trouble when Starscream finds out. Besides, they won't be trying the same thing again."

"I'm locking Medical Bay at night from now on," growled Ratchet “If anybody wants to come in, they'll have to talk to me."

"See Prowler, everything is going to be alright now." Jazz said with a smile.

"Gadget, I'm leaving you in charge for awhile. I'm going to tell Prime about the new security issue."

"Yes teacher," she nodded. With that Ratchet heads off to do just that. Gadget came and sat next to Prowl. She did a quick scan and nodded an okay. "You're alright now. I've got more medicine on the table there for later." She took his hand into hers. "Don't worry about anything. You just focus on getting better. I want my big brother tactician back," she smiled.

"That was some kickin' shooting Lil' Red."

"Thanks," she smiled.

Prowl smiled a bit, breathing a little more at ease. "Th-thank you...b-both of you... I-I'm...o-one lucky...bot..."

"Well of course you are Prowler." Jazz said with a smile.

"Can't forget-..."

"Prowl! Are you alright?" a familiar voice shouted.

"...Bumblebee..." Gadget smiled as said bot burst into the room.

"He's okay Bee," said Jazz.

"He was just about to get some sleep," Gadget said in a serious tone, smirking.

"Oh. I just wanted make sure he was okay." Gadget smiled at him.

"It's alright Bee. You can talk for a little bit." Bumblebee smiled as he headed over. Gadget smiled at him.

"Hey Prowl..." Bumblebee said.

"...B-Bee..." Prowl weakly smiled at him.

"You feeling better?"

"...A-A bit..."

"That's good," Bumblebee smiled. Jazz smiled too. "Prowl...I'll help stand guard. I won't let them try to take you again," Bumblebee said seriously.

"...Y-You will...d-do that...?"

He nodded and took one of Prowl's hands into both of his. "I've always looked up to you. Of course I will."

"Now Bee..." warned Gadget. "Don't get ahead of yourself. You can help, but I don't want you to put yourself in harms way either."

"She's right." said Jazz.

Bumblebee sighed. "You always did patronize me..."

Gadget laughed. "Because we care, Bumblebee. We wouldn't want Prowl to have anymore company. Besides, he doesn't want you to get hurt either." Bumblebee sighed, looking towards Prowl again.

"...D-don't...look at...me...like that...you know...w-we're right... We're just...looking out...for you..." Bumblebee sighed, knowing he couldn't win against the three older bots.

"Prowl needs his rest now Bee." said Gadget.

"Okay... Get better Prowl. It's good to have you back." Prowl weakly smiled at him again. Bumblebee smiled back. "Goodnight," he said as he left Medical Bay. He waved to Ratchet and Optimus coming in. The two smiled as he passed.

"So, I've accepted Ratchet's security terms. Gadget, you are to help install a special comm. link device so wounded Autobots can get help when they need it."

Gadget nodded. "Alright Prowl, time for YOU to get some sleep and Ratchet and I will make sure what happened tonight doesn't happen anymore."

"...O-Okay..."

Gadget smiled and went over to talk with Optimus and Ratchet. Prowl watched sleepily. “Go ahead, baby. You need rest so you can get better." Jazz smiled as he watched Prowl slowly going back into recharge. Prowl finally lost his battle with sleep and fell into recharge as Optimus left Medical Bay. Ratchet and Gadget worked on getting the comm. link system given to them installed in Ratchet's office. They tried to work quietly before going out of Medical Bay to finish connecting the system. Jazz tried to stay awake as well. His visor slowly dimmed as he watched Prowl sleep. "Maybe I'll just...chill out next to him for a nano-sec." Jazz tried to fight it. Ratchet and Gadget soon finished and came back. Gadget laughed a bit to find Jazz fast asleep, cuddled up next to Prowl.

"I guess the both of them needed rest." Ratchet said with his own smile.

"Yep," Gadget agreed. "I'm going to go check on my bonded and see if he's gone to bed yet. See you tomorrow," Gadget smiled.

Ratchet laughed a bit. "Knowing Perceptor he's properly slaving away in that lab." he said.

"At least it's not one of his silly projects," she smiled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." She left Medical Bay locking the door behind her and switching the comm. link system on. Ratchet watched her leave for a bit before going back to bed.

 

- - -

 

The next morning, Optimus was the only awake from last night. Gadget was fast in recharge, cuddled next to Perceptor in their shared bed. Jazz and Prowl were still asleep as well. Perceptor slowly awoke. He smiled at Gadget lying next to him. "I'm sorry Gadget..." he whispered to her. "I just can't sleep until I finish that anti-virus for our friend, Prowl. I know you'll understand."

"...Percie..." she smiled in her sleep. He just smiled and kissed her on her face plate before getting up and going back to the lab. He quietly roamed the halls and locked his lab door behind him. He went over to the computers and data pads, getting straight to work. He sat there, inputting different codes and rearranging numbers. "Almost there. I just need a few more lines of the code," he said somewhat proudly.

 

- - -

 

Meanwhile, in Medical Bay, a certain bot was not sleeping well at all. More memories of the past were showing up in his dreams. Weak optics opened to bright lights and muffled voices. "Are you sure you can do this Shockwave?”

"With Hook's help I can, mighty Megatron. I can lock the virus away but I'll need Hook's help for the rest." Megatron? So...that's who took him away from Jazz.

"Do what ever you can. I want the Autobot to work for us."

"Hook is a skilled craftsmech. I don't doubt his abilities."

"Let's hope I don't either..." Megatron left the room, Hook coming in after him.

"I'll get things ready, Shockwave. You suppress that virus."

"Don't boss me around. You do your job and I'll do mine. Keep his processors in tact. Megatron wants his mind calculating plans for our side.”

"No problem." Prowl's weak optics widened. Not only was he captured by the Decepticons, but they were going to REFORMAT him? His spark started to call out to his mate, hoping Jazz would find him in time.

"...N-no...cough I...I don't...want to...w-work for...cough Y-You can't... J-Jazz..."

"You don't have a choice," growled Shockwave. Hook laughed.

"No one will hear you scream except us," he smirked. His optics widened in fear. His spark called out more readily to Jazz. Shockwave made quick work of strapping him down and jamming in the upload cord to suppress the virus. Hook smirked as he prepared everything he needed and brought it over. "Fine, he's all yours. Remember to leave his processor intact. Megatron wants his logic unharmed.

"I will. Just your normal reformatting."

"You better," Shockwave replied as he left the room.

"Now for the fun," smirked Hook. Prowl started to struggle against the restraints.

"...N-no...please...d-don't..."

Prowl's cries slowly awaken Jazz. "Prowler?"

Hook began his work, adding to the torture by not off lining Prowl first. He took him apart piece by piece, replacing plating and a few circuits. Prowl's cries of pain and fear were music to his audios. Prowl's spark kept calling out for Jazz. "STOP! Please stop! I-I...d-don't want to...Ahhh!! W-work...for...you...!" This fully awoke Jazz and started to get him to worry.

"Prowl? Yo Prowler!" he said, gently shaking the bot. Prowl just continued to cry out in his sleep.

Hook laughed as more plating was removed and replaced. "N-No...! Jazz!"

"Prowler! Wake up baby!" Prowl clawed and fought in his sleep. "Come on baby." Jazz called out to him worriedly "Wake up, Prowler." Optics shot open as Prowl gasped weakly. He noticed Jazz and grapsed onto him tightly, a clawed hand digging into his arm. Jazz winced but let Prowl hold on for dear life. "Easy baby... it was just a bad dream..." Prowl shook his head weakly.

"N-no...it...it wasn't... I-it was...a m-memory..." he shuddered, gripping Jazz a bit tightly for a moment.

"Memory...?" Jazz asked curious and worried.

"...I-it was... I was...r-remembering... H-How I... H-how I became..." Prowl shuddered in fear, tears slowly starting to form.

Jazz figured out what he was going to say. "...Oh Prowl..." He moved out of the tight embrace and laid back down on top of his chest where his spark was. He hugged him tightly. "It's going to be alright, baby." Prowl was still crying. "It's okay baby. It's over," he spoke gently.

"...But..."

"Just go back to sleep, Prowler. I'm right here."

"...I-I can't..."

"That was a long time ago. Everything's alright now, baby." Jazz used his spark to try and calm Prowl down and get him to go back to sleep. “It's over and your safe now, Prowler. You aren't going back and no one will hurt you anymore,” he spoke softly. Prowl slowly closed his optics but couldn't fall back asleep. He started to cough again. Jazz did a quick scan and found Prowl's symptoms coming back. He tried to get up but Prowl wouldn't let him. Jazz sighed knowing he couldn't leave him. “Jazz to Gadget. Can you read me?”

“H-Huh? What time is it?” a sleepy voice came over the comm. link.

“It's nine A. M. Earth time. I need help with Prowl.”

“Oh…” Gadget yawned. “I'll be right there with some more medicine.” With that she terminated the comm. link and got out of bed. “Percie?” she asked as she noticed he was no longer in the berth. “Perceptor?” she asked more loudly. “Perceptor!” she yelled as she walked out of the room. She yelled his name in worry as she rushed down the hall. She ran to his lab and pounded on the door. “If you're in there, so help me! I'll blast you into a pile of scrap metal!” Inside, Perceptor jumped and recognized the rage in his mate's voice. He slowly and cautiously came to the door and opened it.

“M-morning…G-Gadget…” he stumbled, worried about the angry femme standing before him.

“YOU SLAGGER!” she lunged at him. He braced for the worst but was surprised that all she did was hug him. “Don't you EVER scare me like that again…” He sighed in relief and hugged her back.

“I'm sorry. I just couldn't sleep. I'm so close to solving the virus… I didn't want to wake you…”

“Please do next time,” she smiled up at him.

“I will. I'm sorry I worried you but I'd like to get back to work. The sooner I help Prowl the better.”

“Slag! I need to get him some more medicine! Thanks for reminding me. Don't work too hard, Percie,” she said kissing him.

“I'll try not to,” he smiled. He watched her race off back to the room before closing and locking his lab again.

 

- - -

 

Jazz was trying to help Prowl breath easy and get to sleep while he waited. He caressed Prowl's face plates and sent calming feelings through his spark. “Easy Prowler…”

“Sorry I took so long…” Gadget panted. “I got worried when Perceptor wasn't in the berth with me.” She took a few calming intakes and came over with some more medicine. “Easy Prowl, help is here,” she said as she grabbed a nearby cleaning cloth to get up the few bits of energon that started to leak again. With Jazz's help, she carefully got him into a sitting position to drink the medicine. “There we go. That should help.” She helped him lay back down. “You go back to sleep now. Doctor's orders.”

“I'll make sure he does.”

“I know you will,” Gadget smiled. “I'm going to go get some energon for Percie and me.”

“How's it coming anyway?”

“He says he's very close. Maybe we'll have a cure by the end of this Earth day.”

“I hope so.”

“You get some rest too, Jazz. Don't wear yourself un-functional taking care of him.”

“I won't.” Gadget smiled and left the medical bay to go help Perceptor. Prowl immediately fell asleep with his bonded resting close to his spark. Jazz looked at his arm, still leaking a bit. He had forgotten to mention it to Gadget. He sighed and got up just enough to grab some bandages. He wrapped them around his arm and made a note to tell her or the CMO himself later. He curled back up against Prowl and went back to sleep.