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Always With You	By : shozurei24 Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 3225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next morning.

"Wakey wakey babe," Jazz sang. "You're gonna be late for your shift if you don't get up."

Prowl groaned, raising a servo to rub his face. "It can wait," he mumbled, yawning widely. He wasn't even fully coherent.

Jazz chuckled fondly. "Anyone ever tell you how cute you are when you're sleepy?" he cooed.

Prowl opened a single optic and pouted slightly. "Sleepy isn't the word for it… I feel like I've missed a night somewhere,' he yawned again.

"Want me to take your shift for you? Lunar's already been fed, so you don't have to worry about that."

"No no… I'll take my shift," Prowl sighed, sitting up.

"Way cute babe," Jazz laughed, kissing his mate's nose. "Meet you for lunch in the rec-room?"

Prowl smiled slightly, ears perking up some. "Alright babe."

"I gotta get going myself," Jazz grinned. "Promised Prime I'd watch his twins since he and Wheeljack have the same shift today. Later babe."

"Have fun," Prowl smirked as he watched Jazz pick up Lunar and leave the room.

Later that afternoon, Jazz entered the rec-room and glanced around. Spotting Prowl on the over-sized couch, he walked over and sat down next to him.

"Hey there handsome. Missed ya," he said. Lunar chirped and reached for her father. "Heh, looks like she missed you too."

Ah… the two loves of my life," Prowl smiled warmly, gently kissing Lunar on the forehead. "Did you have fun baby-sitting?" he grinned at Jazz, handing him an energon cube.

"It was ok. Lunar was an angel of course, and so was Nova. SwiftBlast was a bit of a handful though. Crawling all over the place."

"Oh yeah?" Prowl mumbled, staring at his energon cube, lost in thought.

"Something on your mind love?"

"Uh… well… I was just wondering. About Jetstream," Prowl started. "I don't recall ever hearing about him before. I don't mean to bring back any bed memories Jazz, so you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to," he added quickly. "I'm just curious."

"Well… I guess I never really talked about him before," Jazz shrugged. "Don't know why. Guess I just never saw a need to."

"Oh… ok. Well, I was just curious as to what he was around here. His job I guess you could say. I don't know, I'm just wondering," Prowl sighed, holding his energon cube with both hands.

"Ah, ok, "Jazz said. "He was a flier, so he did a lot of recon and scouting. He was a great guy. You would have liked him Prowl." He nudged shoulders with the Datsun.

"So he could fly…" Prowl mused. "That's rare among Autobots."

"He took me on rides a lot. Sometimes without telling me first. Just all of a sudden scooped me up and took off!" Jazz laughed, swinging Lunar up in the air. She squealed happily at the motion.

"Sounds like he was real handy to have around," Prowl said, ears slightly back as he took another sip of energon.

"Yeah, he was wonderful. Funny too. Or at least he thought he was,"

"So he was a comedian, huh?"

"Not really. His jokes were pretty lame," Jazz shrugged. "But he didn't know it. I only laughed at them because he tried so hard. And because he looked so cute telling them."

Prowl suddenly set his empty cube down and stood up. "Well, I've got to get back to work. Bye Lunar Bear," he said, kissing her forehead. He then kissed Jazz on the cheek. "See you when I get off my shift babe."

"Ok honey. Love ya."

Prowl smiled slightly as he turned away. "Love you too."
That evening in their quarters.

"Get back here you!" Jazz laughed as he pretended to chase after Lunar, who was crawling around as fast as she could.

Prowl sat on the edge of the berth and silently watched his mate play with their daughter. But he wasn't really paying attention, lost in his thoughts.

"Gotcha!" Jazz cried, scooping Lunar up and tickling her. She squealed loudly and laughed in delight. "Hey babe! How about joining the fun?"

Prowl stared at the floor, optics unfocused. His tail twitched in thought. He didn't even hear Jazz call out to him.

"Prowler? Did you hear me?" Jazz asked, waving a servo in front of his mate's face. "Hello in there."

Prowl blinked and looked up, staring at the Porsche with a confused expression. "Huh? What? Did you say something babe?"

"You ok darling? You were pretty spaced out there."

"Yeah… I'm fine," Prowl mumbled, rubbing his optics.

"Are you sure?" Jazz asked with a concerned frown.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm just tired."

"Ok babe. You rest then," Jazz said, kissing Prowl's nose.

Prowl kissed his mate on the cheek and laid down on the berth, sighing a bit. Jazz sat down next to him, bouncing Lunar on his knee as he tickled her some more.

"Babe…" Prowl said suddenly, sitting up.

"What is it honey?" Jazz asked, setting Lunar in her crib.

Prowl's ears fell back. "Ah… nothing. N-nevermind… it's nothing."

"Ok then."

"Ah! Ah!" Lunar chirped, waving her arms.

"Looks like somebody's hungry," Jazz laughed. "Babe, would you mind getting the bottle? It's on the top shelf for some reason."

"Yeah, sure," the Datsun walked over to the shelves and got the bottle, knocking down an old photo frame.

"Thanks babe," Jazz said, taking the bottle and feeding Lunar, not noticing the picture clatter to the floor.

Prowl bent down and picked up the frame. "Hey Jazz, who is this?"

Jazz glanced at the photo. "Hmm? Oh, that's an old photo of Jetstream."

The mech in the photo was a non-Seeker jet Autobot. He had white paint with gold trim, and a pair of large gold-furred cat ears. His wings were held close to his chassis and his tail held high. Blue eyes on a handsome face grinned out at the viewer.

Prowl stared. "That's… Jetstream?" he asked, a little shocked.

Jazz walked over to take a better look. "Yeah, that's him."

Prowl's ears and door-wings drooped slightly as he handed the picture back to Jazz. The Porsche smiled fondly and propped the frame back up on the shelf. He traced his fingers over the picture absently, a dreamy look on his face. Prowl frowned, then turned and walked silently from the room.

"Prowler?" Jazz said, confused by his mate's actions.

Prowl rubbed his optics tiredly as he walked down the hall.

"Prowler! Wait up!" Jazz called as he ran to catch up. "Prowler baby, what's the matter?"

"Nothing…"

"It's not nothing. You're upset. What's wrong?"

"I'm not upset… I'm fine…" Prowl mumbled as he continued to walk down the hall.

"You don't look fine. Please, tell me what's wrong," Jazz insisted. "Prowler love…"

"Jazz!" Prowl suddenly yelled, stopping and turning to face his mate. "I told you I'm fine."

"P-Prowl… I… I'm sorry. I just…"

"Why did you choose me as a bondmate Jazz? Because I remind you of Jetstream?" Prowl growled quietly.

"W-what? Of course not!" Jazz said, completely shocked. "Why would you think that?"

"Tch… When you look at me I bet all you think about is Jetstream…"

"No!" Jazz insisted. "The only thing I think about is you! I love you Prowl."

"Yeah, I'll bet," the Datsun muttered bitterly. "That's why you looked all giddy when you were talking about that mech. And that's why you kept a picture of him."

Jazz gently took Prowl's face in his servos. "I'll never stop loving Jetstream, it's true. He meant the world to me," he whispered. "But so do you. I can't live without you Prowl."

Prowl scoffed and turned away. "I doubt that. I'm just a replacement. That's all I am Jazz."

"No… you're not… Prowler…" Jazz whispered sadly as he watched Prowl walk away. He wanted to chase after him, but felt frozen to the spot.

Prowl walked to the rec-room, which was empty for once, and got himself a cube of –high-grade. He sat down and the couch and sighed heavily. "Well, this is just great." After nursing the cube of energon for a while, Prowl stood and left the Ark, walking around aimless with no particular direction.

Jazz finally started to walk back to the room, tears dripping down his cheeks. He curled up on the berth, sobbing quietly until he fell asleep. Eventually he woke again, dried tears staining his cheeks. But when he looked around, he saw that he was no longer in his quarters aboard the Ark. Instead, he was in the room he had lived in back on Cybertron.

"Wha? How'd I get here?

Hey Jazzy! Bout time you woke up!" a voice laughed heartily. "You're gonna become one with that berth if you keep lying on it for so long."

Jazz sat up in shock, staring at the mech in front of him. "J-Jetstream!!"
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