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Not a beater
Just a busy bee
Still shook up 
22nd-Jun-2008 08:28 pm
bee human
Ratchet: *over the com* //Jazz, can you come to the med bay?//

Optimus: *on one of the couches, watching Sam pace and fret*

Honey: *sleeping*

Waltz: *curled up against Jazz's side, half asleep herself*

Jazz: *blinks and looks up at Optimus from his cuddling children* Op, can you sit with these two a bit. *to Ratchet* //Lemme get the kids in line and I'll be right there.//

Optimus: *smiles and reaches for Honey.* I can.

Sam: *stops short and stares at Jazz anxiously* Did Ratchet just talk to you? Did he say something about Bee? Is she alright?

Jazz: *rises carefully* Dunno yet. He wants me in the Medbay. *He hands Honey off to Optimus.* //Bee gonna be okay?//

Ratchet: //Tell Sam to settle down and breath.//

Waltz: *sits up and stretches slightly, then looks at her Daddy with a soft encouraging smile before going to sit with her Uncle Op instead.*

Sam: *spazzing*

Jazz: *laughs softly* It must not be too bad. He told me to tell you to settle down and breathe. *Gently pats Waltz's head* I'll be back soon. *begins to walk out the door to the medbay*

*Sam's scolding fades as the door closes behind him. It's Soundwave in the elevator this time instead of Ironhide, but Jazz's old friend is in one of those silent and sad moods which he never breaks before he's ready.*

Jazz: *sighs softly before smiling at Soundwave and resting his head against the side of the elevator.*

Soundwave: *radiates silent sympathy despite his inscrutible faceplate, he doesn't get off when the elevator stops at Ratchet's level.*

Jazz:*gently pats Soundewave's shoulder before walking off the elevator an into Medbay.* Ratch! How is she? Where is she and how's she doin'?

Ratchet: *looks around calmly from his place by the table where he'd laid Bee.* Is he still yelling?

Jazz: Sam? Most likely, you know that kid. I'm still worried about my wife though man. *Approaches quitely to see how she is for himself.*

Ratchet: *bows his head as Jazz comes over* Broken arm, broken ribs, shock, and a concussion. *his voice is heavy as he says it* Barring unfortold complications she'll recover fully.

Bee: *laying covered by a blanket and clothed in a big soft T-shirt that's been cut up the back to make an impromptu hospital gown, her upper body and left arm encased in carefully molded plastic shells. The side of her face is swollen and bruised, contrasting with the white of the oxygen mask that she's wearing.*

Jazz: *sighs again and shifts into his human holoform to come and lay next to his wife.* I was so afraid. *nuzzles his face in her hair and talks softly to her.* I'm glad.

Ratchet: Don't disturb any of the monitors. *doesn't sound as sharp as he usually would in saying something like that. Watches for a moment and then turns away toward his office* Call if you need anything.

Jazz: I won't Ratch. And thanks for taking care of my girls.

Ratchet: *grumbles and walks off* She'll be coming out of the anesthetic soon.

Jazz: Kay. *sighs again with relief and just enjoys Bee's presence next to him* I was so scared.

Bee: *unbruised eyelid flutters* Mmmhhh....

Jazz: *hears her and raise himself up so he can be in eyesight* Hey, lady love. You had me scared for a little while.

Bee: *frowns and seems to be struggling to wake. Then her good hand starts to move as her mouth moves in the shape of his name.*

Jazz: *carefully takes her hand and squeezes it* Shh...It's okay. Ratch said you'll be fine, *hums softly as he pets her hair* Maybe I should sing you back to sleep, huh?

Bee: *winces and finally gets eye open* Oww.... don't... head's... sore.

Jazz: *winces as well and nods.* I won't then, maybe I should just shut up. *lays back down next to her still holding her hand.*

Bee: *minor spazz as she notices the O2 mask* Meeep *hyperventilates*

Ratchet: What the slag?? *sticks his head out*

Jazz: Bee! Shh! It's there to help you breathe! *looks over at Ratchet* The O2 mask upset her. *goes back to soothing his wife* Shh! Babe! It's there to help you.

Bee: *eye widening as the heart monitor tattles on her fright, and then she looks up at Ratchet as he looms over them and gently removes the mask*

Ratchet: *hands Jazz an O2 tube instead.* Here, put it over her ears and under her nose.

Jazz: *nods and does as he is instructed, talking very softly and trying to soothe Bee as he goes.*

Bee: *tries to calm and understand what's going on past the haze of painkillers and anesthetic, tears dripping down her cheeks toward her ears*

Ratchet: *watches her for a moment, reading her vitals, then glances at Jazz* //Be quiet and careful, but see if you can't sooth her. Being human is a big change.//

Jazz:*nods and leans down to wipe off the tears on her cheeks*

Bee: *slowly turns her face toward his hand, her own reaching for him*

Jazz: *takes her other hand in his and smiles.* I love you. *he says barely in a whisper*

Bee: *tugs without much strength, trying to get him to lay by her and snuggle. All she wants right now is something at least halfway familiar...*

Jazz: *chuckles and lays back down next to her. He kisses her cheek and smiles*

Bee: *rests her face against his* Dizzy.... Processor's blury.
Comments 
23rd-Jun-2008 06:09 am (UTC)
"Ya been kicked around baby, and ya hopped up on painkillers. Kinda expected." He cuddles closely but carefully as well. "It'll wear off."
23rd-Jun-2008 06:13 am (UTC)
She starts to shake slightly, not really recognizing the fact that she's cold. "'Kay.... Sing?"
23rd-Jun-2008 06:26 am (UTC)
He laughs slightly and pulls the blankets up around in her as he begins to hum softly. "Cause I am hangin' on every word you say, and even if you don't wanna speak tonight, well it's all right, all right with me. Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door and listen to you breathing, it's where I wanna be, yeah, where I wanna be..."
23rd-Jun-2008 06:44 am (UTC)
His familiar deep voice is soothing, and her heart rate smooths and slows as her good eye closes and her fingers twine through his. Instinctively she tries to find and play the song back to him, but then remembers that she can't and settles for just being close and listening.
23rd-Jun-2008 07:03 am (UTC)
He smiles and just continues, picking up from where he remembers and singing softly to her, willing her to rest, gently squeezing her hand.

"I don't want a thing from you
Bet you're tired of me waiting
For the scraps to fall
Off your table to the ground
I just want to be here now,

Cause I am hanging on every word you say
And even if you don't want to speak tonight
That's alright, alright with me
'Cause I want nothing more than to sit
Outside your door and listen to you breathing
Is where I wanna be. It's where I wanna be."
23rd-Jun-2008 07:07 am (UTC)
She dozes for several minutes, her breathing deep and even.

But then she stirs and makes a soft sound. "...Honey? She... okay?"
23rd-Jun-2008 07:12 am (UTC)
He chuckles softly and nods. "Scared over her Mama, but otherwise okay. Op is sitting with them and Sam." He gently cups her face in his free hand. "I love you."
23rd-Jun-2008 07:17 am (UTC)
Bee snuggles her cheek into his hand and sighs. "Love you too. Oi... Sam okay?"
23rd-Jun-2008 07:22 am (UTC)
"I told three times by now that Ratch said you're okay. So...most likely he's sitting there tryin' to understand the many definitions of 'okay'." He chuckles with a mischievous glint in his eye.
23rd-Jun-2008 07:31 am (UTC)
Bee chuckles too, the sound soft and a little breathless. "Can't... com him... silly... dorkbot. Micky'll straighten him out."

Then she nuzzles close, wondering if trying to use Jazz for a body pillow with broken ribs and arm would only wind up hurting.
23rd-Jun-2008 07:38 am (UTC)
He smiles and runs his hand through her hair. "I bet she will."

If she does try to roll onto him, he won't resist her, just put her back if she starts hurting.
23rd-Jun-2008 07:53 am (UTC)
She tries to turn over, and then bites her lip and goes white as a sheet as the pain cuts right through the medicine haze. "Nnngghh. Ow...."
24th-Jun-2008 10:06 pm (UTC)
"Shh!" He moves away and tries to rearrange her back as she was. "I guess the drugs made you forget how hurt you were."
24th-Jun-2008 10:10 pm (UTC)
She's trying not to cry as he straightens her out, feeling scared as she hazily realizes just how different she is now. It brings a whole new meaning to the Decepticon term for humans.

"...Squishy."
24th-Jun-2008 11:17 pm (UTC)
"Oh look, Ratch gave you a morphine button." Jazz pushes on the button once to release more painkillers for 'Bee. Then he turns and kiss her softly on her lips. "I'm sorry Lady Love, I dunno what ta tell ya."
24th-Jun-2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
She looks dazed as the medicine spreads through her system, then blinks and shuts her eyes as she nuzzles close. "Just... hold onto me. Scared... and'm floating off the table."
25th-Jun-2008 12:00 am (UTC)
"Don't be scared. I'm here for you." He lays down and holds her close to him. "I won't let you float away."
25th-Jun-2008 12:08 am (UTC)
"Always." She sighs, feeling herself fading away from awareness. It's different from going into recharge, and her good hand grips at his shirt as she drops under the wave of sleep.
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