Last chapter. Kinda short, sorry. Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS; I ONLY OWN THE PLOT OF THIS FANFIC AND ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.

"… Jazz?" I asked. Yes, although the voice was much deeper and rough, it had the same musical trait in it, a distinguishing note that told me it was him. I ran my hand across a hand that had carefully stopped me from getting closer. The metal was warm, unlike the usual cold, hard feeling I had expected.

"Yeah," he said, laughing nervously a little. His hand was open in front of me. Planting a firm hand on it, I carefully climbed onto it. He lifted his hand slowly. I held onto his fingers tightly. It was different from being grappled roughly by the other robot (one of the Decepticons, as Mikaela had told me). He let me stand on his hand, tenderly and watchfully. I could feel that he had lifted me to his eye level, and the almost vibrating warmth told me I was standing quite close to him.

"So you see now," he said, "I'm actually not a… human. I didn't mean to lie to you or anything. It's just that…" he sighed. I listened. I should have been shocked, almost felt betrayed when I found out that love of my life was an alien robot from another space. Indeed, it was unusual, to realize that he was a sentient being of a totally different dimension from me. But it couldn't beat my feelings for him, and my determination to love him no matter whom he was. As I had told myself million times, over and over again, I WAS GOING TO LOVE HIM NO MATTER THE COST. I wanted him to know it as well. I reached out, and touched the flinching, warm metal that was probably his face.

"Jazz," I spoke, "I love you." It was obvious that he was quite shocked, if not shaken, because he staggered a little. I almost tripped over and fell down to the ground, but was saved when he steadied me. As I stood up straightly again, I could hear his ragged breathing. It dispirited me a little; was it that bad, that human girl like me loved him? May be. After all, he hadn't known me for that long, and I not him. But I had loved the anonymous Person with the scent of wind since I was seven, and I couldn't give up on it. It was the most important reason I lived, even more precious than everything else in my life. Well, there was not much in my life, but still, he was more meaningful to me than anything. But I was afraid, for this moment. Would he turn away from me, refuse my love and reject me? Would I be left as a half-person, a remnant of what I used to be, before my dreams and desires were shattered like the demolished building? I feared as I waited for his response.

"I want your answer, Jazz. An honest answer." I said, and he was silent for a long time.

Jazz stared, surprised-no, thrown off balance was more likely- at the small girl, trembling slightly in his hand, her head held high as if to prevent her emotions from spilling out. What did he see her as? A human acquaintance? A friend, like Sam and Mikaela? He was confused out of his CPU, unable to process the stream of data and thoughts. He had received a lot of love-confessions before, sure, but that was from the Cybertronian femmes, the same species as he. But then again, he didn't want to say 'no' to Lizzy. He did care for her, and he most hated it when she cried, it made his own spark hurt as if it were on fire. He… how should he answer? He was hopelessly lost.

"I…" Jazz said, but stopped. After few moments of hesitation, he started again, "I'm not a human, Lizzy. You already know that, don't you?" she nodded.

"Mikaela had told me. You're… an Autobot,"

"Yeah; Autonomous Robotic Organisms. We're different from humans. I'm sorry if you thought I'd lied to you. It was just… difficult to tell the truth."

"I understand," she said, nodding slowly again. Not everyone had guts to tell someone that they weren't exactly human. Jazz sighed, but Lizzy shot her head up again.

"But I told you. I've been waiting for you, since I was seven; you, the one with the scent of wind. You may think it's just a silly notion, but I believe in it, even more now because it really is true. I don't care if you're a human or an Autobot. I love you." She took a deep breath after it. Her words slowly sank into Jazz's spark. Smiling sadly, he stared into the lightless eyes of the girl.

"I'm not sure if I love you, Lizzy. But I definitely hate to see you cry," He said, and she smiled back, "if I'm together with you… you think we'll be able to last? I mean,…" he was afraid of the consequences, the moment when they might fall out, she starting to turn against him because of what he was, when he might have already fallen for her.

To his surprise, she smiled even broader. Clumsily, she stepped forward, and Jazz almost had to cradle her close to himself. She reached out, carefully laying a hand on his cheek. She stroked it lovingly.

"I promise you, I swear," she said, "It will never happen; if only you could love me back, it will be a prize I had never expected and something I couldn't wish for more."

Those were the honest words, the very heart of hers, he felt it. He could rely on her, trust what she said.

He gently put his hand down, let Lizzy get down to the ground. He then transformed into his human form, a young man with a cheerful yet charismatic appearance. He walked towards Lizzy, and pulled her into his embrace. She wrapped her arms around his back, glad to be in his arms.

They did not need to talk of the subject anymore; they already knew it, had it engraved in their heart and spark.

They were going to be together, as long as they lived.

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