Lost & Found

Planning

Chapter 43: Planning
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Once again I shifted uncomfortably against the pillows that supported my back. A painful groan slipped past my lips as I rolled my shoulders, searching for any types of relief.

My back was killing me! Something was out of place.

A while ago, Bee had took Sam home, mainly because of his mother's concern over him. Ratchet was still busy with the pranksters...I think and the other 'bots were probably occupied or resting.

So it was just me...for awhile.

I fell forward onto my stomach with a weak grunt, shifting uncomfortably. I didn't have the strength to get to anybody, so I'd just have to stay here and suffer.

A knock sounded on the door. My name followed after.

Well I thought so.

"Come in."

The door opened and Jazz's holoform stepped through. "Yo."

I looked up at him and mumbled a greeting back. "Ah came to check up on ya. Ya alright?" Jazz's worried voice asked.

"....No."I groaned into the covers, making the sound muffled.

"What's wrong?" His soft footsteps approached the bedside. "My..." I rolled my shoulders, trying to get comfortable. "My back. It hurts." I told him.

"Ratch know about this?"

"I think he's in the Med Bay dealing with the Twins. They did something to make Prowl and Ironhide mad."

"Yea, tha Twins did get messed up pretty bad by Prowler and ol' Hide. Saw tha whole thing." Jazz said with a light chuckle. "What happened ta ya leg? Ah thought it was all wrapped up n' stuff."

"....Landed on rock. Broke a bone. Somehow it just healed overnight. Don't know why, when or how."

"How is tha possible?"

"I don't know. It just happened."

"Ya sure, Ratch has nothin' to do with it?

"It wasn't him, cause he was the first to question me about it, when he found about it." I said, before releasing another groan and shifting again.

"Man, ya back really is botherin' ya that much?"

I mumbled a yes into the covers.

"Maybe Ah can help."

Before I could even speak, a gentle hand was placed on my back, sending a small sensation through my body. It was a feeling, a pleasant gentle feeling. I didn't know what it was, but it was easing the pain.

"Jazz, whatever you're doing...don't stop." I sighed softly, glad to feel relief.

He gave a light laugh and complied, slowly moving his hand up. "A little to the left." Jazz moved his hand a bit to the left. "Down just a bit." His hand moved down just a bit past the spot where I wanted him to go. "No, go back up."

"Here?"

"Up a little bit more."

His hand landed right on a spot where the pain was, causing me to flinch a bit from his touch.

"Ah'm hurting you?"

"No. It's fine."

He hesitated a bit, before placing his hand back onto the spot very lightly.

The sensations there, relaxed my whole body. "Jazz, what is that you're doing?"

"It's just ma magnetic pulses. 'Bots like me are equipped wit' em. They're usually used in battle, but if Ah turn em ta the lowest setting...they can be used for other things."