Cybertronian time references similar but not equal to our own: astrosecond ~ second, klick ~ minute, joor ~ hour, cycle ~ day, deca-cycle ~ week, orn ~ month, vorn ~ year

Bonus ficage! Lol This was inspired by a song I've heard many times but it wasn't until I had so much P&J ficage on the brain that I thought of it. The song is called Everything's Gonna Be Alright by Sweetbox. Also, thanks to Wicked. It was after her prompt using a song that also made me come up with this fic.

Day 30: "Why do all good things come to an end?"

We are many times being born and dying. I believe that with my whole spark. It is even said in Primus' teaching that once we die our spark's energy, our life force, is returned to him in the Well of All Sparks. So it makes logical sense that we'd be reborn.

It was because of this belief that I wasn't afraid when I saw Megatron's fusion canon blast coming straight for me. My only fear was for my longtime lover, my bonded. I knew my loss was going to affect him greatly. And so I reached out to him one final time not knowing if he could even hear my message across the vastness of space that had separated us.

'Jazz…everything's going to be alright...'

Everything's gonna be alright.

"…I'm so sorry Jazz…he's gone…"

Who ever thought the sun would come crashing down. My life in flames my tears complete the pain. We fear the end, the dark as deep as a river bed. My book of life incomplete without you here. Alone I sit and reminisce. Sometimes I miss your touch your kiss your smile. And meanwhile you know I never cry. 'Cos deep down inside you know our love will never ever die.

The words were but a whisper to me when Blaster told me Prowl was gone. I knew my beloved was gone before I even landed on Earth, long before I saw the looks on their faces. I felt it deep within my spark. There was an emptiness there that no other bot other than Prowl would be able to fill.

Our mutual friends watched me closely as I took hold of Prowl's cold lifeless hand and held it to my spark. They were all waiting for me to break down into tears with grief, waiting for me to lose my processor with loneliness. Only I didn't. They didn't understand and often asked me why even cycles and orns later.

"Prowl may be gone but my love for him will never die," I smiled gazing up at the heavens.

I knew in my spark that everything was going to be alright and that one cycle I'd see my love again. I didn't know what cycle that would be but I would be ready in this life and the next.

Everything's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be ok. Everything's gonna be alright. Together we can take this one day at a time. Can you take my breath away. Can you give him life today. 'Cos everything's gonna be ok. I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up.

Take your time and I'll be here when you wake up.

I didn't hesitate in my reaction even though I knew the encounter was going to be fatal. I would do it time and time again. It was in my nature. Good versus evil. Right versus wrong. I wasn't afraid, not even when Megatron started to rip me apart. The only pain in my spark was for my beautiful young lover, my newly bonded. He was still so young. I'm not sure how he'll cope with my death. I waited a lifetime for him to come back into my life. And now it's his turn to alone. I hope he understands this.

'Prowl…be brave…everything's gonna be alright…'

Everything's gonna be alright.

"Prowl…I'm so sorry…"

I never thought my heart would miss a single beat. Caress your hand as I watch you while you sleep. So sweet I weep and I search within. To find a cure, to bring you back again. And the sun will rise open your eyes. Surprise just a blink of the eye. I tried I tried to be positive. You're a fight so fight, wake up and live.

I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my faceplates when I looked upon my love's broken body. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. I half expected him to just get up because that was the kind of mech Jazz was. He never gave up and always fought back time and time again no matter how many times he was knocked down.

I turned and begged my Prime to bring him back to me, ignoring CMO's words telling me that it was impossible. I even when to far as to punch Optimus, flinging Ratchet off me in a fit of rage. Yet for each curse I yelled at Prime I only received a look of sorrow and sadness with an apology.

They left me alone after I screamed at them to get out. I couldn't face them anymore. I couldn't face the world. At least not yet. My emotions were at war with my logic processors. I wanted to follow Jazz into oblivion, even held the blade to the main energon blade in my neck. But in the end it was Jazz's words to me I heard once in a dream that filled my spark up with strength and courage.

I dropped the blade and wept.

"Ok, Jazz, I'll be brave," I whispered, giving him one final kiss.

Everything's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be ok. Everything's gonna be alright. Together we can take this one day at a time. Can you take my breath away. Can you give him life today. 'Cos everything's gonna be ok. I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up.

Everything's gonna be alright.

It was another lifetime when we found each other. A familiar world where we were reunited. We were barely lovers when our time was to be cut short. Again, I wasn't afraid. I would do anything for my friend, my lover. And though it pained me to hear him cry out to me that he'd find another way, I willingly gave my spark to save him and the others.

With a parting smile I let him know that everything was going to be alright.

Everything's gonna be alright.

"..and everybody's ok!"

"Not everybody…"

I'd give my life to only see you breathe again. Hand in hand as we walk on the white sands. To hear your voice rejoice as you rise and say. This is the day that I wake and pray ok. Today's silence as time just moves on. You can't hear it though, but I'm playing our favorite songs. I miss you much, I would you'd come back to me. You see I'd wait a lifetime 'cos you're my destiny.

We defeated Megatron. Good beat evil. We won. But the cost of our victory was too much for my spark to bear. I partook in the festivities when we had returned to Cybertron. I smiled as if everything was ok. Only those closest to Prowl saw through my mask. They couldn't understand the full depth of my pain but they understood enough.

Prowl was gone out of our lives.

Even orns later I could still feel his lifeless weight in my arms. His final smile often haunts my dreams. I did everything I could to get away from the life that reminded my of Prowl. I retired from the Elita Guard. I had even stopped visiting Master Yoketron's Dojo after they'd erected the statue to honor Prowl.

I had to follow my spark, look to the future when one day I would be reunited. In this lifetime or the next I know in my spark that I will see Prowl again and that everything would be alright once more.

Everything's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be ok. Everything's gonna be alright. Together we can take this one day at a time. Can you take my breath away. Can you give him life today. 'Cos everything's gonna be alright. I'll be your strength, I'll be here when you wake up alright.

Everything's gonna be alright.

It was some sixty vorns later when I looked across the room and my spark still up seeing a familiar profile I'd seen in my dreams from another lifetime, one long ago. The doorwings, the similar colors…all too familiar face.

"It can't be," I whispered to myself.

I took a long drink before I looked over at the mech again. White frame, silver chevron, black peds, aft, and hands and white and black wings with red highlights on his chest and even the red on black pelvic armor. There was such sadness in the mech's face as he nursed his drink slowly in a booth by himself.

Steeling my courage, I made my way across the bar, nodding my head at the bartender to refill my drink. As I got closer I noticed the star emblems. I almost laughed. An Enforcer. It had to be him.

"Can I get you another one?" I asked.

"Hmm..oh, no thank you," the mech's youthful voice replied politely with a small smile.

"Pardon my boldness, but you look like a young mech with far too much on his process," I said, sitting across from him.

The young mech's deep cobalt optics stared intently at me for a moment, calculating, wondering, trying to figure out what kind of mech I was. I'd seen that stare too before many times.

"I've been told by many of my patrons that I'm a good listener," I smiled getting a surprised look from the mech. "Yup, I own this quiet little bar."

"It's very nice. I normally don't go to bars but this one was quiet, seemed…comfortable," he said shrugging his shoulders. "Inviting. I felt…I don't know…drawn to it. You know?"

"I know exactly what you mean. I see you're an Enforcer. Did something happen on the job today?"

The mech brushed his fingers over the star on his breast.

"It was my first cycle on the job. It didn't go so well," he said and his doorwings drooped. "Everything that could go wrong did. I feel like such a failure. Even my partner yelled at me to quit to spare him anymore processor aches."

"Ya're not gonna quit," I stated, leaning back in my seat and taking a sip on my drink. "Yar not the quitin' type."

"How can you say that? You don't even know me! You don't even know my name. Slag, I don't even know you're name or why I'm even talking to you."

I laughed and immediately got that annoyed look I'd seen so many times in the distant past.

"Sorry, my name's Jazz," I chuckled, extending my hand out to him. "An' I really am a good listener. Ya're not the first mech or femme to tell me their woes."

After a long moment, the mech extended his hand to me.


"Well Prowl, ya're young. Ya still have much to learn. But ya have a look about ya. I rare look. One I haven't seen in a long time. It's not in yar nature to give up. Everything's gonna be alright, Prowl."

"For some illogical reason that escapes me, I believe you, Jazz," he smiled at me and for the first time in so many vorns my spark was content. "I see us becoming good friends."

"I do too. I do too."