Chapter Three full and up! I hope you guys enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers. I do, however, own Techno, Soleil, Sunshadow, Stopcross, and Sprocket. This story will be rated 'M' to be on the safe side, mostly for language and possible mature content.

Key: "Talking", 'Thinking', 'Bond talk', Flashback/Past, "Com. Link/Word emphasis", )( Scene Change )(, and (( Comments from Moi )).

)( Chapter Start/One Hour Later )(

Techno stood at the pre-agreed area, arms crossed as she watched the four streaks of fire head their way. Jazz, the Twins, Ratchet, Prime, and even Ironhide had all came with her to greet her unit, though they knew for sure only one was a femme. A few miles before they were to hit, the fire exploded around them, four jets streaking through the sky instead, causing the others to flinch in apprehension.

"Ironhide, I'd suggest you put those cannons away unless you want them to deem you a 'threat' and attack." Techno stated, arms crossed as she watched them twirl around in dizzying flight maneuvers. They flew lazy circles around them, before one shouted down. "Techno! Why aren't you in your flight mode?" Soleil called down. "Because I wanted to look like my twin for a bit!" Techno yelled back, grinning at their laughs.

"Come on Techno! You KNOW you want to!" Another called down, Sunshadow she knew. "Oh fine, you glitches." Techno said with a grin, her body glowing a moment as she shifted her transformation mode. Her armor shifted in places, and she jumped into the air, transforming into a similar jet like the others, letting out a whoop of glee, that the others echoed, except Stopcross, though they knew he was happy.

"Femmes..They're almost all..femmes.." Ratchet said, jaw hanging open. "Hey Techno! You ever overload at mach 3?" Soleil yelled, the others laughing. "Of course not, she's never done that!" Sprocket said, the five femmes flying in lazy circles. "Fine! First one to catch me can TRY to have me!" Techno yelled at them, suddenly blasting away to the other's shock.

"Wait..did she just..challenge us?" Soleil asked, snickering. "I think so. She's mine!" Sprocket laughed, blasting off after Techno, the others laughing as they fell from the sky, transforming and landing in various crouches. "I give her, about thirty minutes." Soleil said, grinning, her armor a deep red with dark gold accents on it. "I say an hour." Sunshadow said, her body black with yellow streaks on it.

"Five minutes." A black and red mech said, making the two nearly fall over. "Well, we all can't be as fast as you are Stopcross." Soleil said, grinning at the visored mech. "I'm Sunshadow. Special ops." Sunshadow said, grinning at the stunned mechs. "Soleil, cannon fodder!" She said, snickering at Sunshadow's head shake. "Stopcross: Tactical." Stopcross said, making a couple of mechs flinch at his emotionless speech.

"Techno, combination special ops, and front lines!" Techno said with a laugh, dropping down. "I win!" She said, jumping out of the way of Sprocket as she nearly jumped on her. "Sprocket. Medical." She said, her colors a dark violet, with lighter lavender highlights along her body, and a white visor over her optics. "Oh, are THOSE 'The Twins'?!" Soleil asked, looking at Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, who watched them cautiously. "Yeah." Techno said, smirking, knowing all too well what was about to happen.

"They're so CUTE!" Soleil nearly squealed, and would've mauled them right then and there, if Sunshadow hadn't grabbed her by the wing. "Down girl." - "Ow! That HURTS you know!" - "Of course I know, that's why I did it." - "Glitch." - "Why thank you. I was wondering when someone would remind me why I love doing what I do." They bantered, Techno snickering.

"As interesting as this is, perhaps we should return to base now?" Optimus suggested, making the femmes to look at him, ridges arched, well, all but Techno.

"I don't really care if this sounds rude or not, but since I'm not an Autobot, I don't really have to care how what I say to you sounds. But, WE are NOT Autobots, what makes you think we're just going to suddenly stay in a base full of mechs? We may be femmes, well, except Stopcross here, but we're NOT helpless." Sprocket stated, arms crossing and leveling a look at the Autobot leader, which had Ironhide gaping, and Ratchet shaking his head. He was somewhat expecting a reaction like that.

"Ehh, they're pretty much harmless lugs unless you're a Decepticon." Techno stated, lightly patting Sprocket on the shoulder. "But that DOES bring up the topic; since it's more than just me now." Techno hummed, arms crossing over her chest as the other four stood a casual attention behind her.

"We ARE Neutrals. While it has been very much appreciated in tolerating my presence, if we're to continue to..visit..longer, we need to set up some ground rules." Her tone was as serious as they'd ever heard, perhaps it was because she was in her 'Leader' role once more of her own people.

"A very well made logical point. I would suggest that we retire to a more secluded place, so as to not draw the attention of the locals or any possible Decepticons." Prowl would state, as professionally as ever. Optimus seemed to come out of his flabbergasted state, nodding. "Yes, a wise idea Prowl."

"And where should we go then?" Techno asked, head tilting. "Perhaps if you would consent to coming along back near the base, to a warehouse not within the base, we could come to terms there." Prowl asked, ignoring the grin of glee Jazz was sporting. The twins were looking pretty excited too.

"Fair enough, lead the way then." Techno stated as her form glowed and she once more resumed her vehicular mode. "Make your choices now; keep your flight or be ready to assume ground-based modes." Techno would tell her friends, a couple of which seemed to be looking very thoughtful on the order.

"You got until we finish talking things out to decide; look through the internet for modes that fit the planet standards." She'd continue, watching Optimus and a few others heading off already, though Prowl and Jazz were waiting on them to show them the way.

)( Warehouse )(

There had been a large table dragged around and set up in the warehouse; Techno, Prowl, Optimus, and Sprocket sitting at it while everyone else was off to the side, chilling, but keeping an ear out to what was being talked about.

"Now, we Neutrals aren't really a faction like you guys. We're just mostly normal bots that want an end to the war; but not committed enough to actually pick a side." Techno was saying, Sprocket nodding along. "So if we do stay here, it really is a much appreciated gesture, but please don't expect us to join up or anything."

"Of course not; this is a completely good-will offer. You of course, would be required to submit to General base rules. Weapons stowed while in base and in safe mode, fights are to be sorted out in the training room under supervision so no unintended accidents happen. That sort of thing, I can give you a data-pad to review said rules." Prowl would state, unsubspacing a new data-pad and copying the rules to it before sliding it over to Techno.

Techno looked them over, nodded, and slid it to Sprocket, who also nodded once she had read them. "Looks fair enough." She'd comment, her visored gaze shifting to look over at the rest of their team.

Stopcross was sitting on the floor, meditating it looked like, while Sunshadow held a grip on Soleil's shoulder; an amused look on her face as she held the younger back. Jazz and the Twins seemed to be talking about something that had Soleil literally bouncing on her feet; Ratchet wasn't too far away, probably doing silent scans.

"While not required, it would be much appreciated if guests help out in day-to-day things." Prowl said as he wrote on the pad that they were making their terms on. "Of course. We're not freeloaders. Everyone pulls their weight." Techno agreed, nodding. "That said, it would be nice to have our continued freedom. NOT that we think you're going to jail us up or something." Techno stated, optics rolling a moment as Optimus looked like he was about to object; probably to say they wouldn't keep them contained.

"But if I know my slag-suckers-" Techno stated, voice loud enough for the others to hear clearly, and getting rude gestures in return. "I know they're gonna wanna go out and explore the planet. We of course, will keep everything as discreet as possible. And I'll make sure they KNOW to give a head's up in any possible departures from base, and possible estimated time of return."

Optimus didn't seem too happy about that, but stayed quiet, Prowl nodding as he wrote it down. He paused, looking up at Techno, and then to Sprocket and then the others for a moment, before back to Techno. "..While the base has had a chance to get acclimated to you Techno..the appearance of several other Femmes would..gather much attention. Myself and others will do our best to keep everyone else in line..But do let them know that if they feel the need to use...discouragement..measures, to do so. And to please report the names of any possible harassers." Prowl stated, Techno nodding.

"While I highly doubt it will be needed, it is appreciated." Here Techno paused, a thought hitting her. "..Would I still be considered head of disciplinary?" She'd ask, an amused look on her face as she looked to Prowl and then Optimus.

Optimus seemed to be debating the question, before nodding. "Very well, do as you see fit for troublemakers, but do please update me on who has done what, for the records." Prowl would state, Techno nodding. They continued to talk out every thought-of detail until both sides were happy enough with the terms.

)( An Hour Or So Later )(

Ratchet had the new-comers down in the med-bay, doing an extensive check-up on them. He'd started with Sprocket, seeing as she was their lead Medic, and two workers were faster than one.

Sprocket and Sunshadow had switched their modes to nice and sleek Mustang GTs; their armor more or less staying the same. Stopcross and Soleil kept their flight modes; F-22 Raptor for Stopcross, and a YF-23 Gray Ghost for Soleil; so they could better match and keep the locals from questioning their appearance.

Techno stood outside her office talking about a few details with Prowl; the two ignoring Jazz' teasing jibes at them, much to his and the Twins' disappointment. "SHE DID WHAT?!" Techno's head snapped to the direction of the Medbay down the hall at Sprocket's yell; a look of absolute terror crossing her face. "..oh no..he told her..WHY DID HE TELL HER?!" She'd ask as she dove into her office and locked it shut, the sound of her desk being thrown against the doorway following soon after.

The four of them stared at the doorway in bewilderment, which only increased as they heard the sound of heavy stomping coming their way. "..U-Uhh.." Jazz had no words at the sight. Sprocket was making her way down the hallway, Stopcross trying to reign her back, Sunshadow with her arms around the medic Femme, trying to push her back, and Soleil wrapped around one leg, trying to weigh her down; it seemed like the three barely even slowed her down.

"N-Now now, Sprocket; you can't go killing her." Sunshadow was trying to sooth, only being met with a literal growl. Ratchet was trailing behind, half amused, half concerned. "WHERE?" She'd demand, looking at the four mechs. All four of them pointed at the doorway without any hesitation.

"OH FRAG YOU! I KNOW YOU GUYS JUST FRAGGING SOLD ME OUT!" Was Sprocket yelling from inside her office. Sprocket banged on the door, a scowl on her face. "OUT! NOW!"

"NO! You can't make me!" Techno replied back, more sounds of things going against the door in response. "I can and I WILL!" Sprocket argued, banging even more on the door. The other three had let go of her, the attempt at holding her back had been utterly futile. Jazz and Sideswipe had grins on their faces by now; Sunstreaker smirking a bit as well, though Prowl still had a somewhat confused look on his face. He knew better than to get in the way of an Irate Medic.

"Yeah well prove it!" Techno challenged from her safe hiding spot. "I"ll drag your twin to the other side of the slagging base!" Sprocket said with another bang on the door. "Do it! We survived apart once, we can do it again!" Was the almost cheeky sounding reply. Sprocket drew in a large amount of air and slowly vented it; she may have been wearing a visor, but the glare she was giving the door could be FELT by those present.

"You leave me no choice then. SOLEIL!" Sprocket would state, looking to the young flier and making her snap to a sudden and frightened attention. "Give The Boys one of your Special welcomings." Sprocket would state, everyone a bit confused for a moment on what she was talking about.

"O-oh? I..I got PERMISSION?" Soleil would ask, her stance relaxing as a very..predatory smirk slowly drew across her face. "DON'T YOU SLAGGING DARE!" Techno yelled from inside the office; the sound of things being dragged away from the door in a hurry. "Yep! Go on. Give it to 'em!" Sprocket said with a nod.

Soleil grinned even wider, her attention turning to Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, the two stiffening up as they realized she was targeting them. Soleil went to move towards them, when a blur of blue and silver tackled her to the ground, snarling. "DON'T YOU SLAGGING DO IT OR I SWEAR I'LL-FRAG!" Techno flailed as Sprocket yanked her off a now dazed Soleil.

"TOLD you I could make you come out!" Sprocket would state, dragging a cursing Techno behind her towards the Medbay. She paused a moment, jabbing a finger at Jazz and then the Twins. You three, come along. No arguing. Now." She'd state, Jazz looking back and forth a bit and sighing.

The twins all too gladly, though cautiously, followed after, Jazz and Prowl behind. Ratchet checked over Soleil for a moment, deeming her fine enough, and left her to the care of her fellow team-mates. By the time he was back in the medbay, Sprocket had Techno sitting on one berth, and Jazz on one close by.

"Come on, open up!" Sprocket growled, Techno shaking her head and holding her hands out in a 'nope' fashion; her faceplates heating up. "Seriously?! With the exception of Ratchet and me, everyone else here is RELATED to you!" Sprocket pointed out, hand slapping her face and rubbing at it a moment.

"Ratchet, could you lock the door so she can't escape..Also keeps other people OUT." Sprocket asked, Ratchet, looking bemused, locked the Medbay. It seemed that stubborn had met stubborn, the two arguing for several minutes on Techno opening up. "Don't make me put you in stasis!" was Sprocket's winning argument.

Thus ended up with Jazz opening up so that Sprocket and Ratchet could look them over. Several minutes after THAT, Sprocket had Sunstreaker and Sideswipe open up as well; "To better determine what healthy twin-sparks should look like." as Sprocket had put it. Prowl had his optics averted from everyone else's sparks but Jazz'. Though Techno had used hers to respark his..did that mean it was Techno's he was technically looking at?

The only ones without heated up faceplates in the entire room were Ratchet and Sprocket; too far into their medical training and thinking to pay embarrassments any mind. In what felt like Eons to Techno, they were all allowed to close their chambers back up; Techno's snapping shut quicker than anyone else.

"I GUESS you're as fine as could be, considering the potential dangers." Sprocket growled, hands on her hips as she stared Techno down. "..Just..don't do it again, ok? I mean..assuming the circumstances leading to it were to happen again..Don't do it..You'd probably smother out your spark trying to relight his again..There's only so many times you can get lucky with that..ok?" Sprocket stated, her tone shifting from gruff and annoyed to soft and gentle as she looked at Techno.

"...Yeah..I hear you.." Techno finally sighed, looking rather defeated. "...You...You weren't going to ACTUALLY let Soleil molest my boys, were you?" Techno asked, the two looking very surprised at the comment as Sprocket shook her head. "..No..Not really..I'd have knocked her out before letting her actually touch them.." Sprocket mused, watching Techno relax even more. "..Good..I'd hate to have to kill a friend."

"...Aww..Man..You coulda let her.." Was Sideswipe's voice, before he "OW!"ed at Sunstreaker knocking him up against the head. "...Ok ok, slag..She just has to watch Sunny's paint-OW! Stop that!" The two hissing and swatting at each other. Techno vented, standing up. "..Ugh, fine, if you're not AGAINST it..you tell her you wanna..and that I said it's ok IF you two are ok with it.." Techno grumbled, Jazz just snickering and patting her on the head.

"It sounds like you need some time to wind down and relax Dazzle." Jazz hummed, pausing at the glare he was getting. "...Not like that! Primus! I know when to pick my battles, and today is not one of those days." He grumbled, fingers rubbing at the sides of his head. "..I just meant having Sunny 'n Sides go shoo anyone out of the wash-racks so you could have you a good shower."

"Jazz, that's-" Prowl started before being cut off "An inappropriate use of rank, yes yes I know. Just pretend you didn't hear me say it, and I'll make it up later." Jazz stated, waving his hand, Prowl frowned, but gave a very small nod. "..Very well.." At getting confirmation that they wouldn't get in trouble, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker headed out to commandeer the wash-racks; Prowl deciding to adjourn to his office.

"..You ever feel like you get forgotten?" Sprocket asked in amusement, watching Jazz lead a sullen Techno out of the medbay. "Like you wouldn't believe. I like to yell to remind them I'm still here and they have to come get their check-ups ONE way or another." Ratchet rumbled with a smirk.

"How in Primus' name did you manage to get your way down to her office with THREE others trying to stop you..?" Ratchet asked in curiosity as the two began to clean up. It was..nice..to have another Medic around. Maybe he could actually relax every once in a while, as she seemed rather capable. "Well..you see...It's like this.." Sprocket started, smirking a bit as she pulled out a datapad...

)( Wash-racks )(

Sunstreaker and Sideswipe stood outside the doors, arms crossed and frowning at anyone who dared try to enter. Jazz wanted privacy for Techno, so they were gonna get it; even if Primus himself came down. Besides, they had been promised a turn at quiet wash-racks once the other two were done, and Sunstreaker was REAL interested in that; even if the terms were that they had to spend a 'rational' amount of time inside.

Techno huffed a bit as she let Jazz scrub her down; she probably looked like some sort of giant soap monster or something; suds everywhere. She didn't even bother grumping about him getting to the hard to reach or sensitive places; he was her twin after-all. Also she had no energy for it.

"She was right though. Her and Ratchet were the only ones not related in there. Prowl wasn't even looking your way; he's a gentlemech after-all." Jazz rambled, grinning as he purposely tried to rile her up by messing with her door-wings. "Yeah yeah yeah. Doesn't mean I had to like it. You know I don't really like anyone seeing that." She grumbled, twitching one of her door-wings to smack him in the face.

Jazz held his face, silently cursing. He should have known she'd do that. He deserved it. But now she was talking at least. "Yer gonna become an old rusted bucket of a crone. Never knowing love..besides me an the twins of course..And everyone will say "Yeah, she was the most horrible glitch a-"" Jazz made a sound that was between a yelp and a laugh as Techno whirled and swatted at him; he found it hard to take her very serious when covered head to toe in soap.

He held his hands up in surrender, and it wasn't until he turned on the extra hot water, the way he knew she liked it, that she even relaxed a bit. "..You're a terrible brother, you know that? You go and die, and I come running half-way across the galaxy to come find out what happened. And then you just..invade my mind like...a parasite or something.." Techno grumbled, ignoring how Jazz snickered a bit at her monologuing.

He just hummed a soft tune as he rinsed her down, letting her vent and grump about everything she wanted to. "-and that smug little face I wanna just smash it in and-" Techno was saying before she yelped when she was hit with a blast of cold water. "JAZZ!"

Jazz held the most innocent look he could muster at the glare she was giving him. It could probably melt steel with the intensity he was getting. "My turn." He'd quip with a grin, Techno "Uuuuggghhhh"ing as she grabbed the soap and scrubbers. "Slagger." She grumbled, making Jazz grin more. "Aww, I KNEW you loved me!"

Once they were finished Jazz ran off to who knew where to do who knew what. Probably, hopefully, to go check on his usual duties; leaving Techno to stand outside the door on guard duty. She was at least in a better mood; it probably helped that she was imagining the different types of punishments she could hand out to people, and a very specific couple of people were the main center of thought on THAT.

The twins didn't take quite as long inside as she thought they would, considering Sunstreaker and all. Thus Techno found herself having been lead back to their dorm, a flat look on her face. Apparently Jazz had requested/told them to "Pretty her up a bit". She would refrain from taking it out on them, it wasn't THEIR idea...Besides they looked all too excited for her to tell them no. Jazz was definitely in for it BIG time.

All in all, it wasn't terrible; Sunstreaker, of course, insisted that her paint get touched up, from all the vorns of her not bothering to maintain it. Then the wax was pulled out and she endured it; for their sake. She didn't usually mind it, but she felt like it was just going to get ruined sooner or later, but the both of them were having too much fun with it for her to voice her opinion of it. Jazz had been the wax fiend in their youth.

"Hrrmm.." Techno hummed, standing in front of, Sunstreaker's of course, mirror; inspecting her form, the two sitting off to the side awaiting her thoughts. "..Good work you two." She'd finally admit, sighing as they high-fived each other; and then it was Sunstreaker's turn to get waxed, of course.

They talked about anything and everything as Techno helped them wax; Sideswipe deciding that he too, wanted the same treatment, much to his brother's amusement. "-all I'm saying is a little bit of wax goes a long way in making people look presentable." Sunstreaker stated, shaking his head as Sideswipe smirked under their hands; only to cough as Techno stuffed his opened mouth with one of the wax rags she'd been using. "EUGH! That's terrible!" He whined, making several faces as he tried to get the taste out.

Techno snickered as Sunstreaker smirked; the two just about done with the waxing. Techno's hands slowed a bit as she felt..a flicker of something. A flicker of something in her spark. She froze, a frown on her face as she tried to determine what it was; oblivious to the concerned look the two were giving her.

It didn't feel like Jazz was in any trouble, or danger..He didn't feel mad or anything, perhaps excited? Excited for what? She frowned more as she tried to figure them out. "..She's got the look." Sideswipe commented with amusement. "What? The 'what the frag is my twin up to?' look?" Sunstreaker asked, frowning a moment; wondering what Jazz was up to, to completely drag Techno away from what she was doing.

Techno was getting more and more annoyed; Jazz wouldn't answer any of her calls, either through com. link or through their twin bond. The sneaky slagger was up to something, she just knew it. "Everything ok Tech'?" Sideswipe asked, head tilted in curiosity; they wanted to know what was going on too.

"Yeah, Jazz is just being sneaky about something; as if he can hide anything from -MEE!" Techno yelped and flailed, almost dragging all three of them to the floor in her surprise. Her faceplates were blooming hot, and she was cursing up a storm, struggling to drag herself back up with a hiss.

"So uh..everything still ok?" Sideswipe asked, trying desperately not to smirk at the current moment. It would probably be his death. "Fragger! I'll drag him to the pits myself! Of all the-!" Techno trailed off into more cursing, twitching and trying to get to her feet. It seemed to dawn on the twins as to what she was so upset about, and it only made the both of them crack up laughing; Sideswipe almost howling on the floor. "So-..He told us-..just to-..help cheer-..you up" Sideswipe managed to get out before laughing harder than ever.

"And then he goes and..!" Sunstreaker tried to finish for his brother, much more dignified in his cracking up over the situation. "I'mma kill him!" Techno hissed, giving up trying to escape, her hands just covering her heated up face and trying to keep as far away from the two as possible. No need for FURTHER awkwardness.

)( Not Long After )(

Prowl hummed a bit as he held Jazz close, the smaller nearly purring like a cat as he dozed. Jazz had indeed, made good his promise to "make it up" to him. It was a good thing they were both off-duty, as he felt like he could slip into a small recharge for a nap as well. Just as he was about to slip under, something made him wake up; feeling fully alert.

His eyes narrowed, scanning the room. No one else was in there, door had kept locked ever since it had closed..so why did he feel like they weren't alone? Prowl frowned as he tried to discern the feeling, looking down at Jazz; no, it wasn't him, he was happy and content, while the other feeling was sort of..irritated?

If Prowl had been standing he'd probably have been literally floored when he realized what it was. He was feeling Techno through Jazz. His faceplates heated up and he winced. Oh, she had most definitely felt them restoring their bond. He made a mental note to ask the Twins about what things she liked. He may not have known, or realized it would happen that she would feel it..but he would at least profusely apologize.

He felt her withdraw away, as if she had also sensed him through Jazz; and Prowl had no idea that what he knew as normal..The Bond between himself and Jazz...would feel so..lonely all of a sudden. Was it because they were twins and in close proximity? Or was it because she had recently split her spark bringing Jazz back, and they were still so sensitively connected?

Prowl had no idea whichever it was; but he did know that if she came to beat the slag out of Jazz..He'd be of the opinion that she had at least a few minutes of free reign at Jazz before he'd try and break it up. He did rather enjoy his mate being alive after-all.

)( End Chapter)(

Sorry how long this took; trying my best to try and get chapters out as soon as I can. Being an active parent to a very active kid tends to distract me a lot. So at least please enjoy this chapter; and if there's any questions, I'll try and answer them for my next one. :)