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Summery: (G1 years after TFM) After the death of many of his comrades in the battle of Unicron, mostly the death of his old friend Prowl, Jazz changed. But one dark raining day, on the way back to Autobot City, something will change Jazz's life for the better.

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'blah' – Comm. Specking

My Little Ray of Sunshine
By Yami-Yugi3

Chapter 1
The Mysterious Sparkling

A Martini Porsche drove through the backcountry. It was a dark dreary day, and it was pouring down rain. The Porsche was really an Autobot, called Jazz. He had been out on a mission the past couple of weeks and had decided to take the long way back to Autobot City. Once a happy and friendly bot, since the aftermath of Unicron, he became withdrawn from others. He was one of the few of the old crewmembers of the Ark that was still around. He drove until he came to a stop, there on the side of the road, was like a huge graveyard. This was a memorial ground that the humans made for their robotic protectors, mostly the old ones that fallen in battle. Jazz slowly transformed and stood at the entrance for a while. Not many newer Autobots, nor humans, came here. Jazz slowly cycle air from his intakes as he stare at what lie beyond the entrance. I should just continue on my way to Autobot City... he thought Optimus and the others are waiting for me to report... He was about to turn and transformed back until he paused. Ah, what the pit. They can wait a bit longer.

He slowly walked down rows of memorial plaques, glancing at all the names of the fallen. Names of mechs Jazz knew personally. As he near one in particular, he stopped. "What in Primus..." he spoke softly to himself. There, sitting in the wet grass in front of Prowl's plaque covered with mud and soaking wet, was a very small sparkling. The little mech was shaking violently in the pouring rain, looking at the grass he was sitting on. Jazz looked around the huge field, hoping to spies the little sparkling's creators, but there was no one else around. He knew for a fact that very young sparklings need to be in the care of their creators until they are at least much older younglings. So with no one else around the little mech that sat there would not survive for long.

Jazz slowly walked over, careful not to scare the young mech. Once he was close enough he knelt down to the sparkling. "Hey little one," he spoke gently "Are ya here all alone? Where's yer creators?" He was relive the sparkling heard him cause once he spoke the little mech slowly looked up at him, very dull light blue optics looking into Jazz's blue visor. Then to Jazz's surprised the little mech slowly stood up on shacking legs, walked a couple feet towards him, and wrap his small arms around Jazz's neck. Jazz still didn't know what to do until the little sparkling started to cry. It collapsed against him, crying out for attention and food. Jazz worriedly looked around for any sign of its creators. Once again he notices it was just him and the sparkling. The sparkling continued to cry and cling to Jazz. He was the only parent it knew. Primus...now what? he thought as he looked at the sparkling clinging to his neck then back to Prowl's grave. The sparkling wouldn't stop crying. It cried louder and started to shake again. I just can't leave the poor little guy here. He carefully stood up and held the distraught sparkling in his arms. He looked one last time and decided that the sparkling was abandoned. "I'm taking ya back with me." The little sparkling seemed to calm down and looked up at him. Jazz couldn't help but smile at him. "Ya like that? Ya want to come back to the City with me?" The sparkling started to cuddle into him. Jazz smiled a bit more. "Alright then." He set the sparkling back down to transform. The little sparkling watched. "Alright, little dude. Hop in if ya can." Jazz opened his door and the little sparking slowly walked over started to climb up into him. He waited for it to get all the way in and closed his door. "Alright, hang on now. Make yourself comfortable." Once the little one was comfortable, Jazz then drove off, heading back to Autobot City. The sparkling fell asleep on the way. Jazz couldn't help smile at himself. Did Prowl or Primus do this?

- - -

He pulled up to the City and noticed the sparkling asleep. "Hey..." he started gently "Little Dude?" The small sparkling was still asleep. "C'mon, little guy. You gotta get out so-..."

"Jazz, what took you?" asked Goldbug as he saw him.

"Oh..." Jazz started as he notice him "Hey Bee...I mean Goldbug didn't see ya there."

"Hey," he smiled. He looked inside to see the abandoned sparkling. "Who's your friend?"

"I don't know. I found him..."

"Found him? Are his creators looking for him?"

"...No... He was left at the graveyard. I was looking at Prowl's plaque and I found him there. There was no sign of anyone. Poor little dude..."

"Oh so that what took you so long..." Goldbug said, he too miss Prowl and the others that had died.

"...Yeah... Anyway, you think you could help, GB? I can't get him to wake up so I can transform."

"Yeah sure."

Jazz carefully opened his door. Goldbug carefully reached in. "Easy now, don't wake him."

"Okay." said Goldbug "Poor little guy, he's all muddy."

"...Yeah..." Goldbug carefully took a hold of him as Jazz transformed.

"You want him back Jazz?"

"Yeah, definitely. I'm the only one he's seen for I don't know how long. He was very attached." Goldbug nodded and gave him back. "Where's Prime?" Jazz asked.

"He's inside the command room with Blaster."

"Alright. I'm going to go report and get this little guy taken care of."

"Good luck Jazz." He nodded with a smile, checking to see that the sparkling was still asleep. Amazingly, the little sparkling was.

Poor little guy... He must have been out there for a while. Jazz then headed off to see Optimus.

- - -

"...Okay, Blaster. You're free to go."

Jazz past Blaster. "Hey Blaster." he said.

"Hey Jazz, what ya got there?"

"...A sparkling..."

Blaster took a better look at the little sparkling. "Where did he come from?" he asked.
"I found him in the graveyard."

"Where's his creators?"

"...He doesn't have any..."

"Poor little dude."

"...Yeah... Though, I'm hoping we can at least find out what happened to them."

Blaster nods. "Going to see Optimus?" he asked.

"Yeah, man. I want to report in and see what I should do about the little guy."

"Don't worry dude, I'm sure Optimus will have an idea."

"I know..." he replied. The sparkling stirred a bit, getting more comfortable in Jazz's arms.

"Ya know it could be just me but I think the little guy likes ya."

"...Well, I am the only person he's seen in a while."

Blaster nods. "Well I'll catch ya later, Jazz." He nodded and headed further in. He spies Optimus at one of the controls.

"Prime, sir? Jazz reporting in."

Optimus stopped what he was working on and turns to him. "I was wondering where you went off to Jazz. You should have been back hours ago... Jazz? Is that a sparkling?"

"...Yeah... I... I was visiting Prowl's plaque and I found him there. I don't know how long he's been there, but... I looked and there was no one there. He's an orphan, sir."

"I see." Optimus said as he slowly came up "Maybe we should have First Aid give the little one a thorough check up, just in case."

"Yeah..."

"I know you miss the others. I miss them too."

"It's not just that. I'm worried for the little fella."

"I understand, Jazz. It's hard to believe someone would leave an innocent sparkling to survive on its own." Jazz nods. At that moment the little sparkling slowly awoke. He looked up at Jazz, a weak smile in his optics and on his face. He cuddled against him and looked around. He then locks optics with Optimus.

"Hello there, little fella," he smiled. The little sparkling shook at bit, hiding against Jazz.

"Sorry..." Jazz said, hugging the sparkling a bit and trying to reassure him.

"The little one's not used to me." Optimus said.

Jazz just smiled a bit as the sparkling calmed down again. "Let's get him to MedBay. It's a good idea and I want to be sure he's alright." Optimus smiled. He decided things would be alright for now. Hot Rod could pick up the slack if necessary. He followed Jazz out of the room to Medical Bay.

- - -

The two soon arrived at the Medical Bay; the little sparkling was looking around confused and a bit scared. "It's alright, little dude. It's another part of the City is all." First Aid was just finishing up with something when he saw Optimus and Jazz.

"Jazz? You're back late."

Jazz sighed. "I was doing some thing." he said.

"...Oh... Okay. What's that you've got there?"

"It's a sparkling."

"What? Where did you find it?"

"At the graveyard..."

"Who would do such a thing to a defenseless sparkling?"

"We don't know."

"Can you run a check up on the little one, Aid?" Optimus asked.

"Yeah."

Just as First Aid took the small sparkling from Jazz's arms, the little mech's optics started to well up in tears, reaching his small arms and hands towards Jazz. There was no sound coming from the sparking, no crying, no disrupter screaming, but the little sparkling did look greatly upset as First Aid started to bring the sparking over to the medical table. "Well he is quite a dirty little guy," said First Aid "Afterwards the little guy needs a bath."

The little mech was still silently crying, still reaching his little arms towards Jazz. It was Optimus who notice this as First Aid was beginning to run a check up on little mech. "First Aid, it seams the little sparkling doesn't want to leave Jazz." he said.

First Aid sighed as he noticed the sparkling still shaking and still silently crying. "Jazz, why don't you come over here and hold him?" he suggested. "It seems I won't get anything done if he's wiggling like this."

Jazz nodded and carefully took the sparkling into his arms. "Aid is just trying to help. He's one of our doctors and he wants to make sure you're okay." The little sparkling was still scared but was calming down as Jazz held him. He went over and set the sparkling back down on the table and took a strong, comforting hold of his hand. "I'll be right here, kay?" The sparkling was sniffling now as First Aid begins the check up again. Jazz smiled at him and tried to keep the sparkling's attention on him. It wasn't long until First Aid finally finished.

"He checks out fine, except for his voice processor."

"What's wrong with his voice processor?" Jazz asked worriedly.

"It's damaged. It's worn out from his crying and from being out in that weather."

"Can you fix it?"

"Yes, I can. I was going to. I was just answering your question. Though, I don't know if he'll let me." Jazz looked down at the little sparkling. He looked back up at Jazz. Jazz smiled at him and he smiled weakly back. He tried to keep the sparkling's attention on him as First Aid slowly neared him. First Aid slowly started to take out his tools. Jazz started to make funny faces and hand signs to keep the sparkling occupied. It worked for the most part as he laughed. It wasn't until First Aid started to work when the little sparkling knew what was going on. He jumped away and hid on the other side of Jazz. "It's okay little one, First Aid just want to help." He shook his head and hid more. "I promise. He wants to make ya better. He's not trying to hurt ya," Jazz smiled taking him into his arms away from First Aid. The little sparkling looked at him. "It's cool, little dude," he smiled. The sparkling looked frighteningly at First Aid and then back at Jazz. He smiled at him with a reassuring pat on the head. He turned back towards First Aid and then nodded at Jazz. Jazz smiled back. "I'll hold your hand and stay right here," he said. The sparkling nodded and let Jazz set him next to him on the table. First Aid smiled then tried again. The sparkling winced tightly from the small stings and pains.

"Don't worry, I'm almost done." First Aid said with a smile. He gave a short nod of understanding. After a bit First Aid was done. "There we go." he said "All better now." The sparkling slowly opened his optics and stared at First Aid. First Aid just smiled back. Jazz took the sparkling into his arms again. "Now all the little one needs is a bath."

The sparkling tilted his head to the side. Jazz just smiled at him. "Come on, you'll like it much better than this."

Optimus and First Aid watched as Jazz left the room. "You know Optimus." First Aid said "This is the first time in a long while I seen Jazz smile again."

"I was thinking the same thing. The sparkling will be good for him."

"You think..."

"They will be good for each other. The little one needs someone to take of him. He was very attached to Jazz. It will be good for both of them."

"It's sad that Jazz found the little one in the graveyard of all places."

"Yes, at Prowl's plaque... I'm going to find out how that sparkling ended up there. Continue with what you were doing, First Aid."

"Of course Optimus, sir." Optimus left to get a small reconnaissance team together to find out just what happened to the sparkling's creators.

- - -

Meanwhile, Jazz had just started to give the sparkling a bath. The sparkling looked quite happy. He splashed in the sink and got water and bubbles everywhere. Jazz laughed. "The water is supposed to get on ya not the floor." he smiled. The sparkling just giggled and splashed him. Jazz laughed. "Hey I'm not scheduled for a car wash!" he smiled again. The sparkling laughed. Jazz couldn't help but laugh too. He was so cute. He gently washed the sparkling's face, getting his nose. He sneezed a cute little sneeze, making bubbles blow up onto his head. Jazz laughed out right and wiped the bubbles off. "Alright, out you go, little dude." Now clean, Jazz could clearly see the coloring on the sparkling. He looked over every detail as he dried him off with a warm towel. The sparkling smiled at him as he set him down and cleaned up the mess. He picked the sparkling back up. He giggled at him and cuddled close. His sleepy optics started to close. Jazz smiled at this and knew what he needed now. He held the sparkling close and slowly rubbed his back as he carried it back to his room. He closed the door and got into bed with him, carefully lying him next to him. The sparkling cuddled close and fell into recharge. Jazz watched him with a smile before unknowingly falling asleep himself.

- - -

Jazz didn't know how long he had slept, but he was rudely awoken by intense crying. He jumped into a sitting position, realizing who it was. "Hey…what's wrong little dude?" He just continued to cry. Jazz panicked and tried desperately to calm him down. "Chill out, little dude. You're alright." He calmed a bit but he was still upset. Jazz was doing everything he could think of. Then it dawned on him. "You're hungry, aren't ya?" The little sparkling nodded and whimpered. "Alright, problem solved," he said as he carefully stood from the bed. He carried the sparkling out of his room and to the kitchen where the energon was stored.

- - -

Once there, he carefully set the sparkling down on the counter. "Easy on the singing, little dude. I'm working on it, kay?" He nodded, still whimpering. Jazz worked quickly on fixing a warm bottle. "Come on, man. Cut the water works." The sparkling started to cry more loudly again, unable to stand being hungry. "Chill, dude, chill. I've got ya covered," Jazz smiled as he took the sparkling into his arms. He gave him the bottle and he gripped it tightly, chugging it down. "Whoa! Easy there, you're gonna give yourself indigestion. Hey, I mean it," he said taking the bottle away. The sparkling pouted. "I'll give it back if you promise not to chug it. It's not going anywhere. You must be really hungry." He gave the bottle back and the sparkling drank it more slowly. "That's better," Jazz smiled. "There's plenty more where that came from, little dude." He finished and started to pout for more. "Man, how long you been left out there?" He filled the bottle up but only half way. "I'm not giving you a whole one this time. I don't want to overload you." The sparkling didn't complain as he finished that too. He started to hiccup and cry so Jazz gently moved him over his shoulder and started to pat his back. He burped and hiccupped, calming down now. Jazz smiled and readjusted him into his arms again. He smiled up at him and then yawned cutely. "Right, back to bed now." He gently rubbed the sparkling's forehead as he carried him back to the room.

- - -

At his room, he carefully laid back down with him. "Goodnight, little dude," Jazz smiled as the sparkling fell back into recharge. He smiled sleepily and fell back asleep soon after.