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"Are you certain about this Prowl?" Optimus asked the tactician that nodded an affirmative

"Yes, sir."

Optimus was silent as he was processing over the fact they had come to their knowledge, they did not know precisely where the Allspark was located yet, and this was a long shot. But something had made the Decepticons leading ship Nemesis travel in the same direction as he was looking at right now. It had been a long time ago sins he had laid optics on the main fleet of the Decepticons, thank Primus for that. But as the ship had turned a sharply to travel into these directions, there must be something that interests the Decepticons lord. All things considered, it had been a long time sins he even saw or heard from Megatron, and it did not feel right with Optimus. It often meant that Megatron had found something of importance, and the closest guess both he and Prowl had come across was that it had to be something to do with the Allspark.

"What part of the galaxy leads this coordinates too?" he asked his tactician as he looked over the data they had collected from various mission and rumors

"All the coordinates are pointing tower a spiral milky way galaxy in section HOZ-4583-S, it is a young galaxy perhaps some millennia, I have including the facts that both Weeljack and Preceptor have on the system. "

"They know about this galaxy?"

"Yes sir, in the early days of the war they set out to find some advantages for the Autobots and found a planet there that had a primitive life form. Large inhabitants with small functional processors and it is 82,61% likely target to the Decepticons fleet."

"Did they find something? have anyone else been there before?"

"Not that I know of, no."

"very well," Optimus said as he let the pad lay back on the table and looked over to his tactical

"How long time will it take to get to this galaxy?" he asked

"It would take approximately four orbital cycles to travel there at our current speed, three if we increase our speed and power by 17%," he told the Prime that nodded in an affirmative. Prime looks over to Jazz that also was present in this meeting and had been listening to the conversation in silence.

"Jazz, put in the coordinates to the galaxy and increase the speed, we have to get there before the Decepticons have a chance to find the Allspark, " Optimus ordered and straightened up in his chair.

"Is it anything ells that need to be brought up into the meeting?" he asked them, but no one had anything more to say, so he nodded.

"very well, you are all dismissed," Optimus said and closed the meeting as Jazz and Prowl went out soon followed by Ratchet that said something about some cleaning to do in his med-bay. Perhaps he had been the victim of one of the twins pranks again? Or his sparkling that had been on the creative side as of lately.

"What can I do for you, Ironhide?" Optimus looked up when the weapon specialist was still there and watched over him with a far too sharp look.

"You looks like you need a good recharge, you look like slag," the red mech said and looked over his Prime, and his statement was true. The color of his plate was weak, and he could see scratches even from his distance. He knows that it had been much lately, but that did not mean that the Prime could drive him into the ground.

"I will not get a good recharge before this war is over, and my brother has been neutralized."

"That could take eons, you need a good recharge now," he said to the leader "And don't make me send Ratchet on you, because I promise that I will do it" Ironhide warned him.

Optimus looked over to his bodyguard and one of his oldest friends; he didn't doubt that Ironhide would tell his spark mate in a spark beat if he thought it would help. Ironhide never gave away empty threats or promises. Optimus gave away hard ventilation and nodded his helm.

"I will, " he said, and Ironhide gave away a grunting sound, it was the best answer he could get from the Prime, and he knows it. But he would keep an optic on him so that he would not need to tell Ratchet.

"You are the only one on this ship that can complete with Prowl at doing work all the time, but he still has time over for Jazz," he said with a slightly amused voice. "Maybe I should ask Jazz to drop of Luna in your care for some joorn? Instead of letting him use my sparkling to disturbed his mats work all the time. I believe it had done good for Prowl, and I'm sure that she will prove to be as useful against you too, " Ironhide asked amused as he heard the Prime gave a low chuckling sound.

"Maybe, nothing can beat a sparklings innocent in the art of distraction," he said with a weak smile as he looked down at the pad again, thinking.

He, like the rest of everyone, had to give up so many things in this war. His mate was offline; she had offline in the attack against the youth center, protecting their sparkling with her frame as the explosion rang throw the center. Optimus closed his optics and vented out hard, Elita one didn't make it, but their sparkling had survived, and until this day he still was growing and functional. But the youngling could never know who he was, he could never tell, it would only paint him as a big target, and he could not allow that.

He could not allow himself that happiness before he knows that his people were safe, and then he would tell him. If the youngling wanted to have anything to do with him.

~*'--'*~

"Don't play with your energon, Luna."

Luna Looked up from her energon that now had a lot of small blue shimmering bubbles on its surface and smiled as she let go of the straw she had used to drink through. She needed a straw so she would not spill all of her energon over herself and it was so much fun to drink through it, but boring when it took time. As she had grown some more, she needed more energon, and so Luna had been given a bigger cube, but she still could not hold it entirely in her hands. Something they had learned when the sparkling had put the whole thing over her, drenching her from top to bottom with energon and had to bath. Not that Luna had minded that part of the entire situation, but she now had to drink like this to not spill.

"But that' no fun Aid!" she said to the white and red mech before her that was her watcher for the time been. Luna had no problem with that, and she liked First Aid.

"It doesn't mean that you have to play with it, drink it up and after it, we can find something more interesting for you to do," Aid said as he too was refueling, without the bubbles and straw of course, and he lifted his cube to hid a pleasant smile. The small white sparkling had now grown some more plates on her protoform, and the nanites in her system had started to come out and put soft protection plantings on her torso. The new highlighted plates that had emerged on her frame were in light blue, and some of her joints cables had taken a silver tune. She was starting to grow up. Luna still didn't have any of the more harder armor that could withstand any higher pressure; a sparkling would not have that before its second frame change.

Instead of the protecting armor, the sparkling had a softer growing layer on its frame that was protecting all the small sensitive wires as she grew. When a sparkling was increasing, the segment itself was sending out pulses of electricity to stimulate the growing area so the plantings could expand without any need of changes or transformation. If a sparkling would have armor plantings over the first proto form stage, it would only scuff, cause pain, and make the structure grow wrong. But that did not mean that the protoform not could have color and would also be her first color on her first alt mode before she could change it herself. Her programming was almost complete for her to have that system change, and it was a big thing for a sparkling and its family unit. If both First Aid and Ratchet had calculated it right, that update would be soon. Aid was brought out from his thoughts when Luna started to play yet again with her energon cube with small slurping sounds.

"Luna"

"Sorry~," she said in a sing-song voice and giggled again as Aid shook his head with a smile on his lip plates visible. This sparkling was impossible if she were not watched; she would find something to do by herself and wander off by herself. Aid looked up when he heard approaching steps and saw the yellow scout coming over to them with his morning Ransone in his hand.

"BEEE!" Luna cheered happily as her named brother was coming to their table to sit down with them, and she was fast on her pedes and near the edge of the counter begging to be held.

"Hello Bee, are you well? I thought Ratchet told you to recharge some more" Aid asked and Bee nodded as he caught the happily chirping Luna in his arms.

:: Yes, but they are still in the meeting? Right? :: The young scout asked innocent with a smile and bowed down so that he could nuzzle the white sparkling with his face and was earned a happily giggling sound. Luna absolute loved the attention she got from all of her family. Bee smiled as he sat down so that she could drink her energon again, knowing far too well how hard it was to get the sparkling to concentrate on her refuel if she didn't want to or had her attention ells where.

"Yes they are, but they would soon be finished I believe," Aid said as he lowered his cup down to the table as Luna had got on her peds again to try to sneak away from them to find something ells fun to do. But without even looking down at the sparkling Aid plucked her up by her collar and put her down with her cube again. Not saying anything to her as he talked to Bee.

:: Do you know what they are talking about? Is there some new bots arriving?:: Bee asked as he looked amused at the sparkling

"No I do not know, Jazz said that there are bots not far from us, but they will not be here anytime soon" he answered and still ignored the sparkling that was becoming irritated by the mechas that did not let her have any fun and kicked her energon cube away from her as hard as she could.

"Luna" Aid said with a stern voice and looked down at the sparkling sternly as she did that. Luna crossed her arms before her and tried to ignore him, an action she definitive had picked up from Sunstreaker. The young medic took one of his digits and tapped her lightly on the helm and turned her helm; Luna looked up at him.

"Don't make me comm your creators Luna; you know that Ratchet would not accept this behavior" he warned her and Luna's optics went a little bit wider. Yes, they would be angry with her if they did know what she was doing and she looked down at her low-grade energon. Still not wanting to drink it up, it had a funny taste on it and was so thick.

"As sooner you drink up your energon and are done playing with it, as sooner you can play with Bee. Compute?"

"affi'mati'e" she grumbles and both Bee and Aid looked down at her at the word

"What did you say?" Aid asked in surprise

"Ah said Affi'mati'e, "she said a little louder this time and Aid blinked, and Bee gave away a buzzing noise. When did the sparklings learn that big word and what it meant?

"When did you learn such a word?" Aid wonder, and Luna was started to smile again and drop her irritation.

"Powli!" she said now very proud of the word that she had snapped up and that she now could both speak and remember its meaning. Maybe not say it correctly, it was a big word, but soon she would. Bee started to laugh as Aid just looked shocked down at the sparkling, and it was in this state both frontlines twins found the younger bots and walked over to theirs.

"Sunni! Sides!" Luna cheered as she saw her two of her others playmates and Sunny growled low when she used that hated nickname, nut he only earned a slap over the chassis from his brother.

"Hey there Princess, what are you doing?" Sides asked and grinned down to the white sparkling that happily was on her pedes again in an attempt to walk tower him and Sunny. Her suns were here to play with her!

But as she was trying to walk over tower them, a yellow servo caught her and lifted her again and put down with her still half full energon cube. Bee pushed the energon cube closer to her so that she would understand what he wanted her to do as she still was too young to have a communication program installed in her processor.

"Bee! No fuuun" Luna complained as he didn't let her get to her Sun's

"Luuunnaaa! I Knoooow" Bee played up with the recorded voice of Aid only a bit dragged out.

Luna looked up at him in pure surprise as the voice came from him matched the sound of First Aid, but that did not add up in her processor. Then she looked down at Bee's chassis before she then looked over to Aid, then looked back to Bee chassis again where the voice had come from.

" You have another' Aid in spa'king 'amber? " she asked him, optics wide in wonder, she had no idea that he could have a smaller First Aid in his chamber, Aid was so big! Maybe it was a sparkling? Could Bee have a sparkling too?

Aid looked slightly shocked at Bee as he had used his voice to play with Luna and he was going to say something but Sides was now laughing hard at the sparklings wonder. First Aid could have sworn that he saw something that resembled a smile on Sunny faceplates, but that would be impossible. That could not be right because Sunstreker did not like the sparkling; he only tolerated her for Side's sake. As First Aid looked at Luna, he could not help to laugh a little too at the expression of the sparkling and Bee looked down at Luna with a bright smile. He looked playfully down at his chassis, and he knocked on it, making a knocking sound as he wanted to hear an answer from whoever was in there and listening. But then he shocked his helm and looked at Luna; there was no one in there.

Luna was up again on her pedes and walked to Bees chassis and knocked on it to; maybe she could get an answer? She had heard Aids voice from his frame! She wanted to see if there was not a small Aid in there.

"Elloo? Aide?" she asked and leaned her audio receptor closer to see if she got an answer. She was utterly silent as she tried to listen after any sound but could only hear the laughter and chuckling sound from the other bots and the soft humming of Bees spark. Aid shook his helm at Bee and the sparklings game

"Bumblebee," Aid said with a smile as Luna knocked again on Bee's chassis and could not hear anything from in there.

"Luna, Bee is just playing with you," the assistant said as Luna looked up at him "I'm out here, and no one is in Bee's sparkling chamber, or anything," he said to her as Bee chipped happily.

"Who is in the whose sparkling chamber?" Jazz suddenly asked behind them and startled the mechas around the table that all let out a shout of surprise. He grinned at them all as the twin had stood up in a battle position, yes he was good at snaking up on bots.

"Little jumpy are we? Are we talking dirty secrets here? Ooh, let me hear! Let me hear" he teased and grinned at the twins.

"Slag it is sneaking mech! What are you fragging doing?" Sides gasped in surprise as he had not noticed the silent mech come up behind them and Jazz laughed again.

"Scaring our young bot's a little bit? " Jazz asked innocently

Prowl comes up beside him to see what all the noise was over and gave them a stern glance. "Watch you're languishing in the present of the sparkling" Prowl warned the red twin with a stern glance at the sheepishly grinned mech

"Opps"

"Soo, who is in the whose sparkling chamber again? " Jazz asked, and made Prowl looks at him a straggly before he listened to the younger bots again he did not even want to know what the spy had overheard.

"Well we were just talking about how long it would take Prowl to get you sparked successfully, Luna needs a playmate" Sides grinned as he teased the bots in front of them and he wanted to see how long he could keep going before Prowl would glitch or throw him in the bridge. He loved that game!.

Jazz, the cool bot he was saw what the youngling tried to do and grinned; his visor was a lighter amused blue color.

"And what is it to say that he not already succeeded?"

The red twin that just had taken a swing of his energon and got fluid in the wrong pipe and started coughing until the burning sensation ebbed out. All the bots around the table began to laugh at the front liners misfortune as Jazz grinned evil at the red twin.

"Maybe we should do a little more of that in public? I know a lot of good spots, what do you say Prowler?" he teased as he looked over to the mech beside him making Prowls wing twitch slightly at his back, but he did not show any other emotions or said anything. His Mate was playing at the red twin's embarrassment.

"No Jazz, we will not interface in public," Prowl said sternly and sat down

Sides laughed at that statement, and both Aid and Bee looked horrified by the only thoughts that were now fixed in their young processors. Not that interfacing was something to be ashamed of, but it often was done behind closed doors or at a more safer place. A mated pair was protective over who saw them without any protections or armor, and interfacing was at the most vulnerable situations that you could usually end up in. In this war, many had lost their lives because the wrong people had seen them at the wrong time and taken advantage of it. Luna looked over at all the bigger bots all around her, and she smiled as she enjoyed it, but she had to wonder something for some time.

" where do Spa'kling 'ome from?" suddenly the sparkling asked and the bot that looked down at her in surprise as the sparkling looked innocent back up at them.

"And what is inter...fa'ing?" she asked slowly pronounced the word she had heard, still missing letters that her vocal processor could not form it correctly.

Jazz looked down at the small femme and just wanted to hit himself into a wall; he had forgotten about the sparkling! Ratchet was going to offline him for sure after he finds out this. Prowled looked like he was going to glitch in any bream if this was going on, not that the sparkling know about that she was just curious at the new words.

"it's a game? Can Carrier and Sire play' it too? Can I? "She asked them and looked up all around her when she got no answers; Side was trying hard not to laugh out loud at all the other bots face expressions that was priceless. The whole situation was so fragging and utterly excellent, and he was so glad that he recorded it all. For once it was not him that had said anything that he should not.

" No sparkling, It....it is a game for adults only" Aid was the first one to successfully fins his vocals again, and he tried to save the whole situation. He kept his voice calm and slow as he tried to say something at least. The entire situation was hilarious, but one more word, and they would get the wrath of Ratchet over any of them.

Except for Jazz and Prowl, this was all their fault; after all, they could tell Ratchet what this was all about.

"Ah play too? Ah like games! Ah, want to play too!" Luna asked, and Aid looked at the other bots for help but got none from them. A small popping sound was now heard as Prowl as he glitches by the sparkling's last statement and that did tit for Sides that started to laugh out loud this time, almost falling off his chair as he no longer could hold it all in.

This was priceless!

Luna runs to the side of the large table she was on as Jazz had captured the glitches Prowl before he hit the ground, trying all he could to not laugh at his bond mates timing. Aid looked like he was going to sink under the table. As Luna stared in pure horror, she had done it again, but the reactions from the other bots were so strange, no one was angry with her for saying something that mad Prowl glitch. But then she remembers her creator's words that when Prowl was thinking too hard on something that was not logical, his processor would shut down to protect him from overheating.

"aaaaww! Powli t'ink too much' again!" Luna said in a low complaining voice as she looked down at the mech on the floor, that made Jazz chuckle.

Aid would never have thought that this would happen when he offered to watch over Luna when the other mechs were in a staff meeting. He walked around the table to help Jazz and restart Prowl.

"Powli ok?" She asked Jazz worryingly, and her optics had a small trace of energon tears that started to come up again, she did not like it even if she understood why he glitches.

"Yes sparkling he is alright," Aid said as he started to reboot Prowls processor manually and Bee lifted the sparkling in his servos as his frame was slightly shaking with the laughter of his own. Luna looked up at him with energon tears in her optics and Bee cooed at her and nuzzled her close to him as Prowl was being brought back online again.

"That's our princess!" Sides grinned as soon as he had stopped laughing, but his frame still shocked by the amusement "We should keep score how many time she can make Prowl glitch!"

Sunny snorted, "not more than you have, I believe."

"ooh, but she will, as soon as I have taught her everything I can she will the best one of all the bots."

" That will go quickly then" Sunny teased his brother and got a glare from the red twin but laughter from the other bots.

"Of course, with her processor and her ways to sharpen up things she will learn in no time."

"Not what I meant"

"I know" Sides grinned

It felt good to laugh, and play with the others but as Luna had refueled and now her recharge program was starting up so she did what she could at the moment. She curled close to Bee's chassis as she looked over her family and Prowl that come back online again a little bit dizzy. Luna cuddled close to her brother as she felt safe and perfectly happy there, the event this morning had come over her, and the recharge program activated on its own. She would play later after she had to recharge some, the last thing she heard was the other bots laughs and Sunstrekers voices teasing Sideswipe.

~*'--'*~

"So, how many times are you going to let the sparkling glitch you?" Jazz asked his mate amused as he looked at Prowl, where he was getting ready to go in to recharge that evening. It had been a long day for both of them. Prowl let the polishing blanked land in its place at one of the tables, and he did not look over to Jazz as he spoke and he did not answer him right the way. What could he say? He had no answer to his question.

Jazz chuckled low at the silence he got from him.

"You know that she has no idea of what she was asking and saying," he said smiling as he sat on the bench and let his optics roam over Prowls framework. Taking in the whole sight as Prowl was standing proudly with his head up and his wing panels raised proudly and high behind him.

"Yes I know, I did not let the sparklings word get to me," he said as he now turned around to look at the black and white mech.

"Maybe not, but you were thinking over her words too hard," he said with a low chuckling "you should have seen her! She was so cute when she said that you were overthinking," he said with quiet laughter. Prowl gave away a huffing sound but let a little smile touch his mouth plates, Jazz was fully aware that he had problems with his battle program and he tried to keep it at a minimum in the presence of the sparkling, but he could not shut it off completely. He went to the bench other side and laid down on the soft bench that was mad for a Praxians wing panel, and Jazz showed that Prowl should lay on his front so that he could get some kinks out from his tired muscle cables.

"Ever since the sparkling was created it had been so much happiness on this ship," Jazz said with a suddenly soft voice as his servo worked on Prowls sensor panels. Prowl hummed in agreement as Jazz worked in silence for some time on his back and was thinking hard at the same time. Prowl noticed the silence and turned around so that he could look at his mate better. He silently invited Jazz to lay down beside him, but of course, jazz did not lay there right away, no he put himself half over his frame so that he could look down at him. Jazz helm resting on one of his arms that in turn rested on Prowls frame-work.

"Yes, I have noticed," the tactician said as an answer at the last statement and let one of his hands stroke over the white and black mechs helm.

Jazz smiled, and a low rumbling sound could be heard from his engines, almost like a purring sound as he melted in Prowls touch. Prowl smiled as he heard Jazz pleasant sound and let his digits draw small circles on the helm with such care and love in the movement that no one ever had seen. This was a side of the tactician no one ever had seen, other than Jazz and none other than him had heard the saboteur purr like a cuddly cyber kitten. Jazz let his helm fall on the larger mechs chassis and closed his optics as he just enjoyed the moment with his mate. Jazz could hear the metallic functions noises from Prowl and deeper down; he could listen to the constant humming sound of a strong beating spark, steadily and powerfully. A spark that belongs to him and none other. The war has taken so many lives, so many cybetronian had been offline; every orn could be the last one for them all; there could be an attack at all time. There was no guarantee that the next orn would come for them, but they thanked Primus every day as they could continue to live their lives as they did. Jazz couldn't stop thinking about the mech he was on, and he heard how his spark is humming softly under him, and he could feel the energy field all around them. There was no time like the present and Jazz looked up at Prowls half dimmed optics as he slowly heaved himself up as the thought was in his processor.

"Prowl, an existence without you is no life for me. Merge with me" he whispered low, but he knows that the other mech could hear him just as clearly and the tactician let his optics brightened more as he looked up at mech on top of him. He opened his mouth to tell him the same thinge had done the last times his mat had asked him, that he could not risk it. That they were too valuable to the Autobots and the war if they bonded they would be the same. Easily to manipulated and more quickly to offline if the information came to the wrong person. He loved Jazz with all his spark, and he was his, spark, frame, and processor. But he was scared of the consequences.

"I know that it is a huge risk," Jazz said as he could see it in Prowls optics "We both know, but I'm willing to take the risk. I rather live as one in just a short time, than an eternity apart from you and never feel your inside of me, with me" he said and was feeling slightly nervous but get it together as he let one of his digits trace over the other mechs framework.

"It doesn't matter, bond or not, I know you are mine, and mine alone, the one my spark desired. If you would offline, with or without the bond, a big part of my spark would follow you no matter what" Jazz said low and for a klik, the only thing that could be heard was the internal working of their both frames.

Jazz looked at Prowl that had not said anything as he had spoken and Jazz sat up now so that he could straddle the tactician's waist as he looked down at the mech as Prowl was thinking hard. Emotions were all over his optics, and Jazz could feel the heat from his frame blend together with him. When the other mech had come to understand his decision, Jazz could feel his servo be griped and squish it close to himself.

"I feel the same way Jazz, but it is a huge risk," Prowl said low dark voice to his mate as he slowly sat up himself, Jazz still straddling his midsection as the tactician still held his servo in his, never let his gaze turn away.

He had never trusted any bot as he believed in Jazz, not even their Prime had this kind of blind trust, and that would say something about it. He had not needed to process his mats request for long before his decision was made. Prowl let his mouth plats meet Jazz's in a soft kiss at first, but that soon got deeper, and the gray mech pressed Jazz close to his frame. Their electric fields mingling together and he could feel his spark push on its chamber, and it made him moan low in pleasure, and the same noise came from Jazz own vocals. Prowl let his free servo behind Jazz back structure and pushed him against his frame so close as he could.

If Jazz would offline, with or without a spark bond he would offline anyway, he could not survive long without his other half. Because that was what Jazz was to him, the other half of his spark and existent, he did not need the physical bond to know that Jazz was descended to be his spark mate. At that thought, he both heard and felt how his chassis lock opened, and he let go of the kiss to let his vents cool down his warm frame for some nanoseconds. Jazz leaned back and felt his chassis open completely so that his spark chamber was fully exposed to the optics of Prowl, and he looked at the pulsing blue spark that was his and his alone. He had never seen anything so beautiful before, The very life existents of his Jazz and it was vibrating hotly in its chamber and pulsing brightly. Prowl could hear his spark call out to be relished as he let his servo slowly trace patterns on the inside of Jazz interior, making the bot shiver under his touch almost making him overload by the simple touch. Prowl let his digits finger at Jazz visor and soon got it off so that he could see the most beautiful baby blue optics he ever had seen.

"Let me see your spark" Jazz loud voice was heard as he let his digits now caressing over Prowls chassis as the plantings willingly separated and let his spark come in view and Jazz looked at it, slowly rising his figures to touch it carefully. The motion made Prowl gasp in both surprises and then moaned in pleasure, his spark pulsing warmly under the saboteur's fingers.

"It's beautiful; it always is" Jazz whispered as he looked up and in Prowls optics that was looking right at him before he leaned forward and caught Jazz mouth plats with his own again. Craving his touch and warmth as he was starving, and probably he was. The movement made their frames come closer and the heat that the sparks were starting to build up between them. Both their sparks recognized its other half and wanted to be whole; it was like a whole new kind of magnetic field was all around them. Prowl was the first one to part this time but was still close to his mate; he could feel Jazz warmed ventilation on his faceplates as he holds the smaller bot in his arms. He looked straight in Jazz optics that had started to brighten again; they did not need any words; they both know that they were ready.

Both of their sparks started to travel out from the spark chamber at the same time, and Jazz gave away a pleasant morn as he could feel Prowls spark more explicit than he ever had sensed it ever before. The closer they came together, the more intense was the heat and emotions that lingered all around them. None of them could process anything anymore, everything around them was gone, it was just them in their little bubble, their world and as their sparks started to sink into each other, the emotions were only getting stronger and stronger. The heat intense and a soundless scream tried to break free from Jazz vocals as the connections were being to form. New programs and path were opening up, memories were being shared over the new connections, and as both sparks entirely and fully accepted each other there was no longer two different beings, they were one of a whole. There was no longer only a Jazz or a Prowl, it was only one without no name, they were complete and everything that ever had gone throw their processor was being shared every emotion, every thought, action or conversation was there. How long the sparks had been together as one none of them know, and none of them cared. Their sparks did not want to separate, so why? But successive Prowl was starting to get back into his processor, and he felt something, no not something, he felt Jazz.

Yes I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere

Good

Jazz chuckled low and prowl could feel the pleasant feelings from his spark mate, his spark mate, he loved that word. The prince of Praxus and the thief and most dangerous hooligan of Helix, who had thought that would ever work? And Jazz was his, and his alone for now on. No one ells.

Little possessive are we? Jazz teased him, but he could feel the same emotion run throw to him, as they still were connected by the sparks, there were no secrets that could be kept from them in this state, and it was not like he wanted it.

You should know he teased lovable back, and Jazz chuckled, and both of them could feel their sparks separate for what had felt like an eternity but was mostly just a few nanoseconds they had been connected, but they were still together as one, the bond was there and was stretching. Slowly Jazz online his optics and it was completely dark around them, except his optics and soon Prowls dark blue lighted up his frame as their pulsing sparks returned to their separated chassis. Jazz reached up and kissed his spark mate long and hard, he could feel all the new programs getting online fully, and he could feel Prowl inside of him still, it was a completely different and his whole frame sparked with electrifying as the overload still lingered in both their structures. This was so much better. It was something that he could not put any words on because no word could completely describe what he was feeling; they both were feeling.

~Love you~ Jazz whispered over the new bond connection

~Love you too~ Prowl answered as he held Jazz frame close to his own, not willing to let him go any time soon, and the way Jazz was holding on to him, and he knows that the saboteur felt the same.