Music for the heart (Jazz x reader/oc x Prowl) Bayverse

Part 3

"Can you talk?" Sam asks the camaro while slowly walking closer to him. /xm satellite radio... digital cable brings to you... Columbia broadcasting system/ the camaro plays over his radio. "Sweet" I mumble. "So you... you talk through the radio?" Sam asks and I roll my eyes 'no he speaks through his ass' I though sarcastically. The camaro claps his hands before pointing to Sam /you're wonderful, you're wonderful/ the camaro plays over his radio again.

"So, What was that last night? What was that?" Sam asks. /message from starfleet, captain... throughout the inanimate vastness of space...angels will rain down like visitors from heaven! Hallelujah/ the yellow autobot replies. "Visitors from heaven? What...What are you like an alien or something?" Mikaela asks finally snapping out of her shock. The camaro points at Mikaela before transforming back into his camaro. /any more questions you want to ask?/ he said while opening one of the front doors. The camaro keeps his door open even after Sam and Mikaela are sat in the car. I look to Prowl and smile at him. "Thanks but I'm going with Prowler" I say before running over to Prowl.

"You could've gone with them you know." Prowl says as he begins driving. "I know but I'd rather be here with you. Who's the autobot, cause I can't keep calling him the camaro?" I ask with a grin. "His names Bumblebee. He is an autobot scout." He replied with his usual even tone, but it doesn't matter I can still hear the fondness in his voice. "The name suits him with the black and yellow colour scheme" I say with a laugh and I think I may have been imagining things but I might have heard a small chuckle coming from the SIC.

I let out a squeal as Prowl slams on the breaks. In front of us I see Bee kick the two teens out before driving off. I look at Sam and Mikaela with a 'WTF' face. I let out a sigh "teenagers" me and Prowl mumble at the same time. I look at the radio and smile. I look up and see a new camaro in front of us. "Woah" I mumble as Sam and Mikaela get into the car. "That Bee?" I ask Prowl and I hear a quiet hum of agreement. We then start driving again.

We come up to a gate that says no trespassing. 'Just great' I though as Bee gently crashes through the gate. "Is there anyway I can talk to Bee from here?" I ask and Prowl mentions a com link. "Is it on?" I ask and receive another hum of agreement. "Ok Thanks Prowl. Bumblebee we are on private property. I am not bailing Sammy outa jail again!" I yell before sighing as we pulled to a stop.

Me, Sam and Mikaela get out of the cars and look up at the sky in amazement. There's four meteors and one crashed close by. I sit on Prowls hood and watch as they go separate ways. Sam and Mikaela run off but I say with Prowl and Bee. Sam and Mikaela return and get back in Bee (get outa the gutter primus damned femme). I sigh and get back into the police car known as Prowl and we drive off.

It didn't take us long to get to a large alleyway that's in a rather closed off area. I climb out of Prowls car and walk froward so I'm in front of Sam and Mikaela. A semi drives in front of us and I turn to see three more behind Bee and Prowl. Sam and Mikaela back up in fear but I stay where I am and watch in awe as pieces of metal fall apart and fold in on each other. The others follow suit except Prowl. I see a silver Pontiac Solstice, a lime green search and rescue hummer and a black GMC Topkick.

The tallest one leans down so that he's close to our faces. I smile at the autobot leader and step back so that I'm in line with Sam and Mikaela. "Are you Samuel James Witwicky, descendent of Archibald Witwicky?" He asks in a soothing, deep voice. "They know your name" Mikaela whispers while staring up at he red and blue autobot. "Yeah" Sam says hesitantly. "My name is Optimus Prime. We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet cybertron." Optimus introduces himself. "But you can call us autobots for short." The green S&R hummer says. "Autobots." Sam parrots.

"What's crackin' lil' bitches?" The silver Pontiac asks in a deep voice but not as deep as Optimus'. "My first lieutenant. Designation Jazz, he is also the TIC of the autobots." Optimus introduces the shortest autobot and I smile at Jazz. Jazz does a flip before jumping back and landing on a broken car "this looks like a cool place to kick it." Jazz says. "What is that? How did he learn to talk like that?" Sam asks stupidly as Optimus stands back to his full height. "We've learned Earth's languages through the World Wide Web." Optimus explains. "Just be careful what ya look up." I say with a look of disgust. He looks down at me and nods slightly, if I hadn't been hanging around Prowl I probably wouldn't have noticed it.

I hear a whirling sound coming from behind me and I turn around. "My weapons specialist, Ironhide." Optimus introduces. Ironhide s cannons spin before aiming at us. "You feeling lucky, punk?" Ironhide asks with a hint of amusement in his voice. I hear the loud rev of an engine and turn to face Prowl. "Oh calm down his not gonna shoot" I say with a grin as Prowl transforms. "Prowler..." Jazz mumbles before throwing an arm around Prowls shoulder. I'm not entirely sure how due to Prowl being at least a whole head taller that Jazz. I laugh at Prowls annoyed expression.

"Easy Ironhide" Optimus says to the weapons specialist to get him to put the cannons away. "Just kidding. I just wanted to show him my cannons." Ironhide says with a hint of annoyance. Optimus shakes his head slightly before moving on. "Our medical officer, Ratchet." Optimus introduces the green mech. Ratchet sniffs the air "the boys pheromone levels suggests he wants to mate with the younger female." Ratchet says. I cover my mouth with my hand to stop my laughter. Mikaela awkwardly scratches at her head while Sam looks away and whistles in embarrassment. I kind of lost it at that and had to lean against Jazz's leg to stop myself from falling over.

"You already know your guardian, Bumblebee." Damn his voice is so deep it literally rattled my bones. Bee punches the air a few times while playing some rap music /check on the rep yep, second to none./ Bee plays over his radio as he stops his "fighting". "So your my guardian, huh?" Sam asks. Bumblebee nods and I turn to Sam. "Do you have to repeat everything anyone says." I say in an emotionless tone that would make Prowl proud. "And that is Prowl my tactician and SIC. It's good to see you again, I thought you had offlined when you were shot at as we left cybertron." Optimus says to his SIC. "I was in bad shape but the older femme helped me by fixing any wounds she found. I've stayed with her ever since." Prowl states emotionlessly.

"Bumblebees vocal processors were damaged in battle" Ratchet says while pointing a laser at bees throat causing him to let out a few coughs. "I'm still working on them." Ratchet then raps a few things on his wrist.

Mikaela takes a step forward and looks up at Optimus. "Why are you here?" She asks dramatically.