Title: Jazz's Secret ch 4
Author: ladyoceana
Rating: PG
Verse: G1
Warnings: none
Summary: Special Op. Agent Jazz have many secrets and no one know that Jazz hid his deep secret from anyone even Prowl and Optimus. But What if his secret somehow ends up exposed?
Notes: This is originally for Prowl X Jazz Anniversary challenge prowlxjazz. This is first time I write a prowlXjazz story. Thanks to my beta-reader, my story went smoother than before. And one more…I'm sorry? *dodged a brick* sorry! * offer this new chapter to appease the impatient readers*

Vorn - 83 years
Stellar-cycle – 7.5 months
Orn - 13 days
Joor - 8 hours
Breem - 6 minutes
Astrosecond - 5/6ths of a second
Klick- 1 millisecond

In Med-bay

….

Prowl and Jazz stare at the half-open door in shock.

Ratchet comes out of his private office and notices Prowl and Jazz gazing at something. Confusingly, he follows their stare path and looks at the half-opened door. He looks back and forward at the pair of black and white Autobots to the half-opened door. Then he connects the two dots.

'Oh crap.'

Ratchet thought in disbelief as he too also forget to make sure that the med-bay doors locked after Optimus Prime left. It appears that Optimus forgot to lock the medbay doors as well.

Ratchet always locks the med-bay doors if the patient needs undisrupted rest or some private time. But, now, this is the first time he forgot something so simple such as locking the medbay doors. Perhaps discovering that Jazz being a femme shocked him enough to forget to lock the med-bay doors?

"Well, it looks like your secret is out. Now what are you going to do?" Ratchet asks the pair.

Jazz and Prowl shift their attention from the half-opened doors to Ratchet.

"Ah don't know..." Jazz replies unsurely.

For the first time she is at a loss about her secret identity being blown up like that. Sure, she's had a few close calls of almost being discovered by the Decepticons during her deep cover missions, but she remembered her wish to tell Prowl her secret earlier when she attempted to shield him from that weapon at the battle a few days ago. She's heard a human saying; Be careful what you wish for, you will get it.

Well, she got her wish but she didn't expect that all of the Ark's crew would find out her secret that way. Now what does she do when everyone know her secret?

Prowl pauses and calculates the possibilities to deal with the situation. His battle computer offers a solution.

"Perhaps we should contact Optimus about the situation and get him to explain your reason for keeping your secret and order them to keep quiet about it. So the Decepticons will not find out." Prowl says and answers Ratchet's question.

Jazz hears his suggestion and thinks about it.

"Well… it's good one, there's still a possibility that the Decepticons might discover my secret. It's better than nothing. Ya go ahead. Inform Optimus please." Jazz nods her acceptation.

Prowl nods and turn on his internal comm. speaker to contact Optimus.

'…Optimus here'. Optimus answers his calling.

'It's Prowl, Optimus, there is a situation…Bluestreak accidently overheard us and found out Jazz's secret.'

Prowl hear a silence for moment and then Optimus asks, 'I see, do you have any suggestion to deal with that?'

'Yes. Unfortunately Bluestreak already spread out her secret to everyone. We know that Bluestreak can't lie to everyone. So we have to explain Jazz's reason why she decided to hide her gender to the whole crew and you can order them to keep quiet about her gender. So the Decepticons will not discover her gender.' Prowl says.

'Sigh. I'll inform them and try to keep that situation under control. And when will Jazz be released from the med-bay?' Optimus inquires.

Prowl looks and asks Ratchet. "When will she be able to leave the med-bay?"

"Next joor. And she has to take one duty-free day off to adjust to her new parts." Ratchet answers.

Prowl nods and says through his comm. speaker 'Next joor. Jazz needs one day off to adjust to her new parts.'

'Thank you and I'll inform Red Alert to add a day off into her schedule. Optimus out.'

'Prowl out.' Optimus and Prowl close their comm. speaker.

Jazz and Ratchet look at Prowl expectably.

"Optimus will take care of the situation." Prowl says.

"Prowler…thanks. Ah don't know what to do with this situation. Ah'm sorry about not tellin ya. Are we still friends?" Jazz says gratefully but at the same time she is still worried that her secret has damaged her friendship with Prowl.

"You're welcome. It's not your fault for withholding your secret. You are still my friend." Prowl reassures Jazz.

When she hears his forgiveness, Jazz then flashes her genuine smile to Prowl. Prowl can feel his spark flutter for few seconds when he see her smile directly at him.

'It's just my imagination' He shrugged off his spark's strange reaction.

"Well, I'll go to my office to finish the paperwork." Prowl says and walks toward the med-bay doors.

Jazz calls out cheerily "Ah'll see ya later after Ah get out of the med-bay." Prowl flicks his doorwings to acknowledge her. He opens and closes the medbay doors fully. He leaves Jazz and Ratchet alone in med-bay.

Ratchet shifts his attention from the doors to Jazz.

"Well… Jazz now don't you dare try to escape my med-bay, I still have to check out your new parts…"

At The Hallway

Prowl is walking though the hallway. He is still thinking about Jazz's revelation.

He can't believe that Jazz hid her gender for such a long time. Nobody knew her secret for so long. Well, Jazz is the TIC and Head of the Special Operations of the Autobots after all. Primus, Femmes are considering rare these days because the femme population was almost decimated by the civil war. Most of them were neutrals that were either raped or killed by the Decepticons. Only a few femmes, like Elita-One and her all-femme division, managed to survive the civil war. Elita-One and her division are still on Cybertron and their fates remain uncertain.

'Well, at least that's good to know that one of the femmes surviv-'

He suddenly stalls as a realization hit him like a lightning strike on a tree.

The rest of the ARK crew haven't see nor met a femme for millions of years (and even he admits that he hasn't see a femme for a long time). Jazz is only one femme in the ARK crew. All of the ARK's crew are mechs. It means that a-single-unattached-femme is surrounded by horny mechs who haven't seen a femme for eons.

A ferocious protectiveness and uneasiness creeps into Prowl's spark and processor as he thinks about those horny mechs laying their servos on Jazz. His door-wings twitch in aggravation in response to his thought. An irrational urge to protect Jazz from the horny mechs tugs at him.

'No... It's not logical.' Prowl shakes his head and dismisses that irrational urge. He tries to stay calm and manages to still his twitchy door-wings successfully. He resumes his walking to his office.

He knows that Jazz can protect herself and is the TIC for a good reason. She wouldn't appreciate Prowl treating her like a weak femme being protected by an overprotective brother.

There's no way that the ARK's crews' perceptive will change when it comes to Jazz being femme. She still wears her mech-disguised armors and look like a mech. Jazz is still Jazz regardless being femme or not.

…Right?

Author's Note: Ohhh…Yeah right, Prowl have no idea…*evil giggle* please review! And tell me what do you think of this chapter?