Transformers Fan Fiction ❯ It’s Now or Never ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

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 10

 

After a couple of days Prowl now back to his old self. Jazz had taken him off base to scan a new alt mode. "Well Prowler, pick one out." Jazz said with a huge smile. Prowl looked at all the cars on passing by on the highway. Jazz stood next to him, still smiling. "Ooo, that one looks cool," he said, pointing to a sleek Nissan.

"It dose look nice, Jazz." Prowl said.

"So how `bout it? Cute little two seater. Nice aft..." he added with a smirk.

"Nice try Jazz... I like it, but it's not my style really."

"Awww but look at it." Jazz whined.

Prowl just smirked, giving Jazz a comforting pat on the back. "I appreciate your opinion, love, but this is MY form. I should choose it MYSELF." Jazz smirked and folded his arms, letting his love continue looking. "Ah, there is something." Prowl said when he spies an older mustang police car pass by.

"Now THAT'S you all over," smirked Jazz. "Much nicer than that new kid on the block look ol-..." he stopped himself before going into greater detail.

Prowl looked at a bit confused at him. "What you talking about Jazz?"

"Nothing, Prowler. Nothing. Just thinking of a Decepticon that's been long gone. He was a cop car too."

Prowl huffed. "Why would 'Con's want to be cop cars? That makes no sense." he said as he scanned the car before it drove too far from his scanning range.

Jazz sighed in relief. That was TOO close... Gotta watch my rantin next time... Once Prowl was finished he sported a familiar color scheme Jazz had seen him wear long ago. It's been many vorns since I've seen that familiar frame... Jazz thought to himself with a big smile on his faceplates. Jazz so much wanted to caress those two red chevrons that don the top of his mate's helm. Jazz stared lovingly at a bot he didn't think he'd ever see again.

"Jazz?" Prowl's voice called softly, pulling him out of his thoughts "I thought you said you got some place to show me?"

"What?"

"Didn't you promise to take me somewhere when I got me a new alt mode?"

"Oh yeah..." Jazz smiled. "Come on."

With that the two transformed. "Lead the way, love." Prowl said. Jazz smiled and took off. Prowl smiled as well as he took off behind him.

 

- - -

 

At first glance, someone would think the cop car was merely passing the small sliver Pontiac Solstice, and not notice the slight bump one was giving to another in some loving gesture. Jazz laughed a bit and bumped a bit back, keeping stride with the 96 Mustang Cop car. "This has a nicer aft." Jazz said.

"Not as nice as yours." The Solstice laughed outright before racing ahead of the Mustang.

"Jazz...I'm a cop car...don't make me chase you."

"Is that a challenge, Prowler?"

"No, it's an order. You can get hurt."

"Me? Get hurt? Nah... These organic highways of this human planet don't scare me." With that, Jazz, being a little over eager speed up to 75 miles an hour.

"Jazz! Get back here!" Prowl shouted, turning on his lights and siren, and racing after his mate.

"Gotta catch me first!" he called back, going up to 80. He laughed as he sped down the freeway, letting his flashy nature get the best of him. He ignored the other drivers quickly changing lanes to get out of his way. Prowl made full use of his lights and sirens, alerting everyone on the road he was in a high speed chase. He was quite pleased that many obey and pulled over to let him past. "I forgot how much fun this was! No wonder the twins love racing!"

"Jazz! Stop this right now and pull over!"

"Come on Baby! I'm fine!"

"Jazz, I don't want you to get hurt!"

"I'm just having a little fun!"

"Holy shit! Was that Jazz?" Mikeala asked as the two sped past look out point. Jazz had to swerve to avoid hitting Bumblebee who was parked calmly on the side of the dirt road.

"He's going WAY too fast and he's got a cop on his tail, can't be Jazz." said Sam.

"Jazz!" Prowl called after.

"Oh slag!" Jazz shouted as he finally realized it wasn't fun anymore, just dangerous. He pulled over a little ways down the road.

Prowl soon pulled up next to him. "Jazz! What in Primus were you thinking?! You could have hurt those humans back there!" He didn't move or transform, too embarrassed to do anything. Prowl sighed. "Jazz..."

"...Prowl..." he said weakly.

"Jazz, you really scared me back there."

"...Y-yeah... I... I don't know...what came over me... Guess the twins rubbed off more than I thought..."

"Are you alright?"

"...M-my tires are a little worn... My pride's shattered...."

"I told you to be careful." Prowl said softly "Now, where's this place you wanted to show me?"

"...Uh... A few...miles back that way..."

"I see. Then let's go, but this time let's drive the speed limit, okay?"

"...Y-yeah..." Prowl smiled and gently nudged Jazz's bumper with his own. Jazz still didn't move.

"Jazz? Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'll be fine... You go on ahead."

"Are you sure?" Prowl asked, he sounded a bit worried.

"Yeah..." Prowl wasn't sure on that answer. "Go on, Prowl. It's back there where Bumblebee was." Prowl was still unsure, and bit worried about Jazz as he slowly back up to turn around. "I'm fine, Prowl. Go on ahead. I mean it.”

"If you say so..." Prowl said. Jazz didn't say another word until Prowl drove off.

Man...I'm such a slaggin' boltbrain... With that, Jazz slowly drove off following Prowl.

 

- - -

 

Once back at Look Out point, Jazz still didn't say anything as Sam, and Mikeala introduced themselves to Prowl. "Jazz...you're awful quiet. You alright?" Bumblebee asked as Prowl discussed some things with Sam and Mikeala.

"Yeah...I'm alright Bee."

"You don't sound it to me," Prowl interjected. He noticed Jazz STILL hadn't transformed. "Are you sure you're okay love?" Prowl asked "Or should we go back to base and take you to see Ratchet?"

"Yeah, I'm fine Prowl. Ease up."

"But you haven't even transformed..."

"I promise, I'm fine. I just don't feel like it," he almost snapped. He pulled away and parked under a nearby tree. Prowl started to get worried about his mate again, even his door wings was expressing how worried he was.

"What gives with Jazz?" Bumblebee asked, worried too.

"I don't know..." Prowl said worriedly.

"Hey, you know what?" started Sam.

"You know what's bugging him? I think I do too," smiled Mikeala. Prowl looked down at the two humans a bit confused.

Sam just smiled. "You're the cop that pulled him over and he was the one that you were chasing. He doesn't usually speed like that does he?"

"He used to long before we meet..." Prowl said softly.

"Anyway..." Mikeala finished. "He's real embarrassed and upset. That's what's wrong."

"I see..." Prowl said slowly looking over were Jazz was.

"Go talk to him," said Sam.

"Yeah," smiled Bumblebee. "That was an awesome near miss..." he giggled a bit. Prowl nods and slowly headed over where Jazz was.

"I TOLD you I'm fine, Prowl," he snapped, still not using the nicknames or lover slang. Prowl looked solemnly at Jazz, slowly coming near him.

"Jazz..."

"Prowl?"

"...I'm sorry Jazz..."

"For what?" he almost snapped.

"...For upsetting and embarrassing you..."

"...NO! I'm the one that screwed up."

Prowl looked kind of shock. "Jazz?"

"I... I'm sorry... I... I don't know what came over me earlier. My ego I guess... I should be sorry..."

"Jazz, don't be." Prowl said gently placing a hand on Jazz's hood.

"I almost ran over Sam, Mikeala, and Bee... I was being stupid and reckless..."

"Jazz, we just haven't been out much." Prowl said gently "You just got base fever that's all." Jazz sighed, slowly transforming. Prowl smiled softly at him. Jazz hugged him and nuzzled against him, wanting comfort. Prowl wrapped his arms around Jazz and held him close.

"...I missed you..." he sighed, dimming his optics and cuddling against that frame he hadn't nuzzled against in a long time

Prowl raised an optic ridge. "Missed me?"

"...From being sick..." Prowl smiled softly again. Jazz sighed happily, almost crying in those comforting arms of his bonded making him feel secure. Prowl nuzzled his face into Jazz's helm between his audios. Jazz smiled, optics still dimmed. "..Prowler..."

"Yes Jazz?"

"...I love you..."

Prowl smiled at him. "And I you." Jazz let his tears of joy fall freely now.

"You think they're alright?" Bumblebee asked. The three watched as Prowl hug Jazz closer to him.

"He'll be fine," said Sam.

"Looks okay to me," Mikeala smiled "They must be really close lovers." Bumblebee smiled now at this.

"Let's go sit over there and let them have some time alone without us staring," he said.

"Okay Bee." said Sam. Mikeala only smiled as the two let the lovers have the one part of Look Out point to themselves. Prowl gently kissed Jazz.

He sniffled a bit, nuzzling as close as he could into his bonded. "I missed times like these."

"So have I." Prowl whispered softly to him. Jazz nuzzled a bit before suddenly going limp in his arms. Prowl smiled softly before gently sitting down, holding the sleeping Jazz in his arms. Jazz moaned a bit, making himself more comfortable as he fell into deep recharge. Something about his bonded's arms around him and being so close to his love made him feel warm and safe. Prowl smiled down at his love, happy things were back to normal and he would repay Jazz for all that time that he took care of him. He gently rubbed the top of Jazz's helm and around his "ears" as he slept.

He smiled down at his bond mate in the peaceful moment. That peace was soon broken as two more familiar Autobots pulled up and parked near them. "Is it alright if we join you too?" said a familiar mech as his mate transformed.

"Oops...Hope we didn't wake him pulling up," replied the other as the first transformed as well.

"No." Prowl said softly as he looked at his recharging mate in his arms.

Both Autobots smiled. "Looks like we weren't the only ones with this idea." They carefully walked passed and found a place to sit and enjoy each other without disturbing Prowl and Jazz. Prowl watched them for a bit before going back to watch his sleeping mate.

Bumblebee noticed the two new bond mates sitting next to Prowl. "It's Gadget! Gadget and Perceptor are here too!" he smiled.

Mikeala smiled. "Well Sam, I guess we should share our favorite spot." she said.

"...Yeah..." he laughed a bit. "Guess it's not just for humans anymore." The two teens smiled at the two pair of Autobot lovers. Gadget cuddled close against Perceptor, happy to have this alone time away from his lab.

 

- - -

 

When Jazz woke from recharge, he found himself still at Look Out Point. He noticed Perceptor and Gadget. “Lil' Red managed to drag Perceptor out of his lab?”

“Looks like it.” Prowl spoke “Feeling better, Jazz?”

“Yea, sorry if I worried ya, baby.”

“Just don't do anything reckless ever again. I don't want to lose you, Jazz.”

"I won't baby... I promise..." Jazz smiled as he nuzzled against his love.

Prowl smiled again. "That's good to know." Jazz smirked and slowly stood. "Jazz?"

"Let's head over by Bee. I think something's gonna happen. Mikeala's getting awful comfy on Bee's hood.” Prowl looked confused as he slowly got up. The two went over just as the fireworks started. Prowl jumped back a bit a bit surprised. Jazz chuckled and put a hand on his shoulder. "Relax, baby."

"Sorry...kind of reminds me of all of Wheeljack's ex-inventions that went wrong."

Jazz laughed out right. "Prowler... It's a human invention. Their colored explosions called fireworks."

"Well I hope Wheeljack don't find out about it."

"Oh, he has. He knows not to mess with it. He's even helped on some occasions. He won't meddle with it, he promised Prime."

"Oh."

Jazz just smiled. "Enjoy the scenery, Prowler," he smiled.

"Okay." So, the two sat down next to Bumblebee and watched the show. Prowl started to be amazed by all the pretty colors. Jazz smiled at this. Near by Perceptor was trying to figure out what it took to make all the colors.

"Percie!" Gadget whined. "Just enjoy it for what it is!" she huffed as she waffled him upside his head.

"Oops...sorry..."

She smiled and nuzzled against him. "It's beautiful...don't ruin such a romantic moment..." He sighed and rested his head against hers.

"Alright... But that DID smart..." Gadget giggled a bit. No one knew or saw the pair of red optics watching near by. Prowl was still in awe at the fireworks. The fireworks soon ended and the pair of red optics made their move. While everyone was distracted, talking and packing away in the darkness, they attacked. Prowl noticed first, his door wings high in warning.

Jazz noticed them twitching too. "Prowler? What's wrong baby?"

"Something's wrong..."

"What is it?" he asked as he put his arms around him in a calming, yet protective grip. Another shadow and pair of red optics joined the first.

"I'm not sure..."

"Something wrong?" Sam asked as he came over.

"It's too quiet for my liking..." Mikeala said, not liking the eerie feeling she was getting.

"There better not be any 'Cons around. I'll-..." Before Bumblebee could finish his threat they were being fired on.

"Take cover!" Prowl ordered.

"Show yerself you Scrapticons!"

"We know you took Barricade! We want him back, Autobots!"

Jazz and the others tried to fight back, Sam and Mikeala taking cover behind a now transformed Bumblebee. "Bee! Get the humans out of here!"

"Right!" Bumblebee said.

With that he transformed and Sam and Mikeala jumped in. He raced off. "I'll be back with help!" he cried before peeling out.

Jazz and Prowl started to fight off the mysterious 'Cons. "Give us back Barricade!"

"We don't have a Barricade!" yelled back Prowl.

"He's long gone and you won't get him back!" cried Jazz.

"He's here! We can feel him!"

"I told ya, punks! He's not here!"

"We know he's here with you, scrapbot!"

"Oh hell no! You just didn't! He's long gone! You'll NEVER get that player back!"

Prowl looked around a bit confused. "He's here! We know he is!"

"And I'm tellin ya young slaggers that he isn't!" Jazz growled trying to shoot back at them.

"You are lying Autobot!"

"Barricade, come on! Come back with us! Just look what they've done to you!" cried the first one as he saw Prowl firing at them.

"I'm not this Barricade you speck of...the name's Prowl, Decepticons. Remember it."

"Yes you are!"

"You're coming with us!"

"No I'm not! Barricade was killed a long time ago! I'm-..."

"Shut up! Just come with us or we'll force you!"

"NEVER! You won't take him back!" Jazz shouted.

"Jazz? What is this nonsense!"

"It's nothing Prowler. These Cons don't know they are talking about."

"You seem to," he said, stopping and crossing his arms in demand of an answer.

"It seems the Autobot was lying to you, Barricade."

"Lying to me?" he said, turning to Jazz. The confusion was starting to get to him.

"You're one of us."

"Wh-what! NEVER! Tell them Jazz!"

"They don't know what they are talking about Prowler." Jazz said. He didn't want to risk his mate shutting down from a blown logic processor.

"LIES! You're Barricade! You've been working for us! Those Autobots brainwashed you!" Prowl was getting more confused. His processor to his CPU working overtime to figure it out.

"J-Jazz...?"

"Prowler, don't listen to those 'Cons."

Prowl still blinked in confusion at his love. Why were those stupid low life 'Cons saying such things about a cop car 'Con he never knew existed? "Strike now! While he's confused!" Before both could retaliate, they were hit. Both 'Con's fired with knock out blasts. Both Prowl and Jazz fell to the ground, out cold.

Prowl was taken away by the two 'Cons. "Now, let's get 'Cade home and bring him back to his old self."

"Yeah, away from those stupid 'Bots. Home to base where you belong, buddy," agreed the second. They got halfway to base and were cruising down an old beaten road when they were stopped by a familiar F15.

"What do you two idiots think you are doing?"

"St-Starscream..."

"...My lord, we were..."

"We've captured the Autobot Prowl. We're rescuing Barricade from those slagging 'Bots once and for all."

"I thought I told you to forget about him! He's dead to me!"

"But sir..."

"I told you I'd turn you into scrapm-..."

"Sir! We just captured one of the vital members of the Autobots! Megatron found a use for him! We've got Barricade back!"

"Why you-!"

"Sir, listen," spoke the first again. "We can get information from him or, if you're so great and powerful a leader who out ranks Megatron, we can make him BETTER than the old Barricade."

"Yeah, so much better, he won't even REMEMBER or FEEL that he was an Autobot."

"...Hmmm. I LIKE your thinking. Very good idea. I know just how to reformat sparks..." he smirked evilly as he remembered his scientist days. "Back to base at once! With the prisoner." He transformed and flew off.

"Yes sir!" The two 'Cons smiled happily at each other, glad to get their friend back.

 

- - -

 

When Jazz came too, he was still at Look Out Point. Four familiar bots were looking down on him. One in particular was kneeling down beside him, checking him over. "You okay Jazz?" Ratchet asked.

Jazz tried to sit up, but held his head in pain. "P-Prowler... Wh-where's...Prowler baby...?" Bumblebee looked at him sadly.

"...We...We don't know." Wheeljack said "He was gone when we got here."

Bumblebee nodded sadly. "NO! Prowler!" Jazz shouted trying to get up and run after him.

"Jazz! Hold still! I'm not done!" Ratchet said trying to hold him down.

Optimus put a hand on his shoulder. "Easy, Jazz. Don't go being reckless. We'll get him back before anything happens. I've got Ironhide back at base keeping tabs on him. We'll go after them once we get you back to base." Bumblebee nodded with a hopeful smile in Jazz's direction.

"Ya don't understand! I promise him I wouldn't leave him!"

"I know," Gadget said as her and Perceptor came over to the scene. She put a hand on Jazz's other shoulder and helped him lie back down. "I know how it feels. He'll be okay. As long as he can feel you, he knows you're coming to save him. We'll get him back, I promise."

Jazz looked at her for a moment. "...Yer right Lil' Red... I also promised him I wouldn't do anything reckless again... I'll wait..." She smiled at him and backed away. Ratchet sighed, smiling a little bit as he finished patching Jazz up.