Transformers Fan Fiction ❯ It’s Now or Never ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

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 6

 

"So, let me get this straight." Starscream said with a sneer at the two returning 'Cons. “You two went to the Autobots' base on your own?"

"But we had to rescue Barricade from those Autobots." The first said.

"Yeah, they mess with his memory chips or something case he thinks he's one of them." The second said.

"Here's my order." Starscream said with another sneer "Forget about Barricade."

"But Starscream..."

"Barricade is dead to us."

"But...but Star-..."

"That's LORD Starscream to you!! Forget about that light weight! I never cared for him anyway! NEVER speak of him again or I'll dismantle you!"

 

- - -

 

Later that afternoon, Gadget had long since shared an energon break with Perceptor before letting him get back to work. She too went into her own lab to tinker away. She decided that since Perceptor was helping out Prowl, she would too. She looked over all the different schematics of Prowl's protoform design as well Earth cop cars. “Might as well help him look like his old self again,” she smiled. She studied the data carefully, trying to come up with something that just screamed Prowl. She smiled as she put together a body design that was almost perfect. “Hmm, no… Needs something else…” She was just about to switch some parts around on the computer model when Perceptor came bursting in.

“I'VE DONE IT! I'VE SOLVED IT!”

“Solved what?” Gadget asked, surprise and confusion on her face.

“The virus! I've decoded it and I've got an anti-virus ready to go!” he said, his face glowing with success and pride.

“Oh Primus! That's wonderful!” Gadget smiled as she rushed over and hugged him tightly. “That's just great! Prowl will be so happy!”

“…Yes…I hope it works.”

“Oh…I know it will. You're the best Scientist we've got.”

“But what-…”

“Gramps? He just experiments and only half of his things work. You…You're amazing.”

“I'm flattered but…I learned from the others. So…I owe it to them.”

“C'mon!” Gadget smiled as she let go of the hug. “We've got to tell Teacher and Gramps!” Perceptor was almost dragged out of Gadget's lab and down the hall.

“Gadget, ahhhh!!” She just smiled as she half dragged her bond mate to the Medical Bay.

 

- - -

 

Gadget practically yelled over the comm. link in her excitement once they arrived at Medical Bay. “Calm down, Gadget. What's all the yelling about?”

“Sorry…” she murmured as she took some calming intakes and tried to compose herself. “It's just…”

“Gadget? Something wrong?” asked another familiar voice.

“Gramps? What were you… Oh! Am I interrupting anything?” she asked, getting a bit embarrassed.

“No, Jack and I were just having some quiet time together.”

“Oh…”

“Is there something wrong?” Wheeljack asked again.

Gadget took a deep breath, trying to contain her excitement yet again. “PERCY SOVLED THE VIRUS!” she squeaked.

“I have an anti-virus ready to go. Whenever Prowl feels up to it,” added Perceptor.

“Great, I'll open the lock and we can tell Jazz and Prowl.”

“Good job Perceptor. You bonded with a genius, Gadget,” Wheeljack smiled.

“…Grampa.” She blushed. She could feel him just smile at her. The door unlocked and Perceptor and Gadget came in. They smiled to see both spark mates asleep. Jazz snuggled closer in his sleep and it was then that Gadget could see his wrapped arm. “Oh no…what… Prowl… It must have been when he woke up from another nightmare.” Perceptor looked at her curiously as Ratchet and Wheeljack came out of Ratchet's office. She quietly went over and checked over his arm, being careful not to wake him. She slowly undid the bandages and carefully checked it over. Three distinct gashes from Prowl's claws covered it. The arm was crunched a bit in some places, leaking energon over the dried bits. “…Jazz… Being there for Prowl…” she said mostly to herself.

“What happened?” Perceptor asked not knowing the story. Gadget ignored him and reached for a tray of tools. “Gadget?”

“Gadget, what happened? Did Prowl do something to Jazz?” Ratchet asked in a serious, but not upset tone.

“…He…I think he had a nightmare this morning.”

“…Well, it was more like a memory. About when he was reformatted into Barricade,” spoke a familiar voice “Frightened him and me down to the spark.”

“Jazz?” Gadget asked the now awake mech. “How long have you been awake?”

“Just a few moments.”

“Sorry if I woke you.”

“Nah, it's okay Lil' Red. I needed to get up.” He lay still as Gadget finished working on his arm.

“Why didn't you tell me Prowl hurt you?”

“Truth is I forgot…besides… He wasn't hurtin' me on purpose. He was scared ta death. He just hugged me a little too tight.”

“Well, I'll just have to erase that point and time so he doesn't become a danger to you or himself.”

“I'd ask Prowl's opinion of that first, Ratchet,” Wheeljack said, taking his bonded's arm.

“Alright…I'll ask first.”

“So, what's with the party?” Jazz asked as he sat up fully and moved his newly repaired arm around. Gadget tried to keep her composure as she cleaned up the tray.

“I've got the anti-virus ready,” Perceptor smiled.

“Alright! `Bout time.”

“…J-Jazz…? Wha-why's everyone here?” Prowl added as his weak optics looked at the group of three in the room.

“Percie cracked the virus!” Gadget squealed. “We can finally get rid of it after so many vorns…”

“…R-really…?”

“Really…” Perceptor smiled. “It will be good to have you back to your old self again.”

“…”

“Prowler? Isn't that awesome?”

“…Y-Yeah…” he said, trying to blink back tears. Jazz smiled and hugged him.

“Well, let's get to it then, shall we?” Wheeljack asked.

“Right. Percie, go get the anti-virus. Gramps, you and I will get the computer set up and ready to go. Let's get to it.” Ratchet looked at her with a smirk on his face, arms crossed in mock irritation. “Oh!” Gadget blushed. “Sorry teacher, giving orders in YOUR MedBay…”

“I couldn't have given them better myself,” he replied, the smirk turning into a smile. Gadget just smiled and Perceptor left while she and Wheeljack went over to a special computer and started getting things ready.

“I hope Lil' Red doesn't turn into you, doc. One is enough,” Jazz said.

“What's that supposed to mean?” Ratchet replied in a joking manner.

“…Nothin doc…” he smiled. Ratchet smiled back and came over.

“Prowl, is it okay if I do a full check up? I just want to see how you're holding up before we start.”

“…N-no…it's…fine…” Jazz hopped off the berth and out of the way. Ratchet got some monitors and scanners and readied them. He started doing every check he could possibly think of. Prowl twitched a bit as his door wings were examined.

“Have you been eating enough, Prowl?”

“…I-I…I don't know…”

“I've been givin' him energon everyday,” said Jazz.

“His energy levels are low.”

“…Well…he hasn't been able to finish whole cubes yet.”

“He needs to start. Unless he wants me to force him with a high grade drip.”

“Alright, Ratch. I'll make sure he drinks more. Actually, I'll go get some right now. We haven't had any yet today.” He went over and lightly kissed Prowl on his forehead. “I'll be back baby.”

“Drink the whole thing if you can. You need to keep your strength up. I don't want your energy this low before the upload.”

“…Doctor's orders…” Prowl replied. Ratchet stepped back and cleaned everything up.

“You check out fine, for having a virus raging through your systems.” Prowl laughed a bit.

“Okay, Baby,” Jazz said as he returned. He helped Prowl sit up and drink the entirety of his energon. He coughed a bit in distaste. “Doctor's orders, Prowler, you gotta drink the whole thing.”

“I-It's hard when you d-don't have…a healthy…appetite…for it…”

“I know, Prowl, but ya want to get better, right?”

“…Y-yeah…” He took a deep intake and forced himself to finish it. There was immediate relief as his weak systems rejoiced at the presence of energon.

“Okay,” Gadget smiled as her and Wheeljack wheeled over the special computer. The monitor flashed a “ready” screen with an upload cord lying next to it.

“Would you rather go offline for the procedure or not?” Wheeljack asked.

“I think it would be best. That way your systems don't overload and there's no risk of injury while the anti-virus does its job,” added Ratchet.

“…N-Not without…Jazz…”

“I'll be right here, baby,” he said as he came over and took a strong, comforting hold on Prowl's hand.

“Alright, I have it,” Perceptor said as he held a data disk in his hand.

“We're ready when you are,” Ratchet said to Prowl. He gave a weak nod and eased himself into recharge while Jazz sent calm pulses to his spark. Gadget came over and fully offlined him, leaving only a few vital systems running. Wheeljack helped Perceptor get the anti-virus onto the computer.

“Alright, pray to Primus everyone,” smiled Perceptor. Gadget nodded and he brought over the upload cord, carefully putting it into the correct port to minimize any harm that could be done by the connection. Wheeljack typed in the orders as Gadget, Perceptor and Ratchet watched patiently.

 

- - -

 

It only took a few breems for the anti-virus to start working. Prowl was back online, but in a deep recharge. Jazz watched over him as Perceptor and Wheeljack went to Gadget's lab to go over her design ideas. "These are great," smiled Wheeljack.

"Hmmm, I wonder which one Prowl would like." said Perceptor "There is a lot to chose from and who knows.”

"I just hope he likes ANY of them.  I tried to get as close as I could using his protoform."

"Save them and let's see what Prowl thinks.  Good job," Ratchet smiled.

Gadget blushed. "R-Really, sir?"

"Really."

"Should we go see if he's awake?" asked Wheeljack.

"We can try." said Ratchet. Everyone nodded and headed back into Medical Bay. The group poke their heads into the Medical Bay.

“Aww…Let him sleep. He needs to rest still,” suggested Gadget.

The others agree and they left Jazz and Prowl alone.

"Maybe tomorrow once he's rested and the anti-virus has had a chance to work," suggested Perceptor.

"I guess you're right."

 

- - -

 

It wasn't long until Prowl awoke afterwards. He already felt better than before, the anti-virus hard at work. He smiled to see Jazz fast asleep against him. He slowly reached out a hand to the side of his faceplate. Jazz moaned and nuzzled against the clawed hand. This made Prowl smile again. He coughed a bit and took a deep, clear breath. No more energon leaking everywhere and clogging his systems. He was glad he was getting better. He slowly sat up so as not to wake Jazz and pulled him into his lap. "..My Jazz..."

"...Prowler..." he murmured in his sleep. Prowl smiled and carefully ran a hand down Jazz's back. Gadget and Perceptor had since retired to their quarters for some "alone" time, as did Ratchet and Wheeljack. Prowl smiled down at his bond mate, not ceasing his movements. He was content at just watching Jazz lie there until his systems told him he was hungry. Prowl started to notice a soft blue glow, but it didn't come from his sleeping bond mate. He blinked and looked over at the floor.  He blinked again, deliberately closing and opening his optics.

"...M-my optics...?" He looked at the soft blue glow he was giving himself. "...Finally..." he almost cried, tears falling a bit. He went through how it happened in his mind. The virus suppressed their changing back when the AllSpark hit me. "...One step closer...to being me..." Jazz stirred a bit in his recharge. He didn't fully awaken until he felt tears fall onto his helm.

"Prowler?"

Said tactician blinked back tears. "Jazz..."

Jazz slow sat up. "What's wrong baby? Why you crying?”

"...M-my optics, Jazz..."

"What about..." He gasped as he looked at the unblinking, leaking orbs. "I never thought I'd... It's so good to see those sapphires again..." Jazz smiled. “Yer getting better, Prowler.”

“...Yes...I am...” Both smiled at each other, their sparks connecting and pulsing as one. Prowl then realized he was still hungry. "...Jazz?"

"Yes baby?"

"My appetite's returning..." he said, a bit embarrassed.

Jazz smiled. "Don't worry, I'll get us some Energon."

Prowl smiled as Jazz got up. "Don't be too long," he added playfully.

"I won't, baby." Prowl smiled again as Jazz left the Medical Bay.

 

- - -

 

As time passed, Prowl got better and the rest of the base soon realized how they were dealing with. It was a pretty, sunny day at the base and Jazz was leading Prowl back to his quarters. Ratchet had released him to recover the rest of the way in his own berth. The virus was completely gone and only a few minor internal repairs were left. One could see the two holding hands during this short trip. Almost all the other Autobots smiled at them. Sure Prowl still looked completely like a Decepticon, but his spark, his attitude and his brilliant blue optics told a different story. Everyone waved and smiled at them as they headed down the hall. Some chuckled and giggled at the mech couple. Prowl didn't like it. "It's like they never saw a bonded pair before." he said "I'm surprised they haven't been doing this behind Ratchet and Wheeljack's backs."

"No, Prowl. It's just the few femmes. Femmes like to gossip about anything. No one else seems to mind, baby. They weren't saying anything bad. Most of the base doesn't care about two mech bond couples. Besides, at least they know and trust who ya are," Jazz smiled.

"Yes, but I'll feel better once I'm out of this frame."

"I know baby. Gadget, Wheeljack, and Ratchet are working on that." Prowl just nodded. They stopped at Prowl's door to his quarters and opened the door. Just as the two were about to go in and get Prowl settled, Ratchet came up to them. "Ya need something Ratch?"

"It's nothing urgent. How are you feeling Prowl?"

"Better, but I would like to get out of this body."

"I had a feeling you'd say that. That's what I want to ask you. Do you feel strong enough to start the sessions?"

"Ya got a way to get Prowler back to his old body frame?" Jazz asked.

"Yes, but it will take a LOT of work. I can't completely restore you to your old frame without killing you or hurting you in some way. It will have to be a few sessions."

"Very well." Prowl said "Do what you can."

"Once you're settled, Gadget wants to have a meeting in her lab. She has some design ideas and vehicle forms she thinks you'll like." Prowl nodded. Ratchet smiled and left them alone.

They went inside Prowl's room and closed the door. Prowl practically plopped down on his berth, glad to be in his own room. He smiled at all the posters and book files on shelves. He particularly enjoyed the view of his desk sitting there, a few data pads on it. "Home..." he sighed happily.

Jazz smiled. "I knew ya'd like it baby." he said.

"...Though...it's missing something..." Prowl said, lifting his head and looking around.

"What is it?"

"I believe it's the berth. Come help me find out." Jazz looked confused as he came over.

"...Alright baby..." he said as he looked at the bottom of the berth, checking panels and what not. He stood up and checked the softness of the bed cushion. "S-seems alright to me. You s- AAAHHH!!!" Jazz yelped as two clawed hands lifted him up and pulled him on top of his captor. Prowl snuggled him close like those human teddy bears and smiled.

"Ah, there we go. That's what I was missing," he smirked.

"Prowler, you sneaky bot! Ya tricked me!"

"Of course," he smirked a bit more mischievously. "I'm a tactician. I'm supposed to be sneaky and tricky."

Jazz grumbled before snuggling against Prowl's chest, happily feeling his spark so close to his own. "I thought it was the saboteur's job..." he smiled. Prowl's door wings fluttered happily as he held Jazz more comfortably.

"...I just...want to stay like this all day and night... Promise... Promise you won't leave me...ever..." Jazz blinked. It sounded odd and childish coming from Prowl, but he knew how dead serious his bonded was.

"...Well, Prowl... I can't promise to NEVER leave... But I can promise we'll never be apart, ever again. I'll always love you and I'll always be here." Prowl smiled at this.

"That's good enough for me..." He closed his eyes and just laid there, enjoying Jazz's presence in his own, soft berth.

Jazz smiled back. "Ya know I love ya Prowler."

He nodded and opened his optics. He smiled a bit at the moment, but then noticed his hands and saw his face reflected in his bonded's visor. "...If...if only I could love myself..." he sighed, looking away.

"Don't worry baby." Jazz said "Ratchet said they will fix it."

"I know." He carefully moved Jazz off of him and sat up. "Let's go to the meeting. I want to start as soon as possible."

Jazz nodded. "I know ya do." he said. Jazz hopped off Prowl's berth and took his hand, helping him off as well. They headed out, hand in hand towards Gadget's lab.