Mazikeen rubbed her eyes as she looked through the piece of glass. It has been almost two weeks since she came back from LA. She has not once stopped working on the shields since she did and went through various databanks that Ratchet has given her about their sparks. He never questioned it. He just let her have them, especially after she gave him a look. Then she heard something explode to her right and yelped as she ducked as a piece of metal went flying. She sighed as she looked at the broken bracelet and threw down her wrench,
"Fragging hell!"
She heard the door open and turned to see Will running in,
"I heard something explode!"
Mazikeen sighed,
"It was my fragging stupid ring,"
Will sighed and looked at her,
"Mynx,"
Mazikeen refused to meet his gaze. Will walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder,
"Come on, put your tools down. You need to take a break,"
Mazikeen shook her head,
"No. I need to finish this!"
Will frowned and crossed his arms,
"No. What you need is a break,"
Mazikeen shook her head,
"I'm fine,"
Will narrowed his eyes at her,
"You are not fine! You have barely left your room in the past two weeks! You might be on medical time out again for two more days, but you need to get out of this room and not just to go into the medical bay to get something from Ratchet!"
Mazikeen stood up and crossed her arms as she glared at Will,
"I am fine! I don't need to leave my room! I just need to finish my research and projects!"
Will pointed at the destroyed ring,
"What? The shields that you have been working on?! A ring just blew up! You could have gotten yourself hurt again!"
Mazikeen shook her head,
"I am fine."
"NO, YOU ARE NOT!"
Mazikeen pushed him,
"YES, I AM!"
Will stumbled back in shock,
"Mazikeen,"
Mazikeen refused to look at him again as she turned around,
"Go away,"
Will shook his head,
"Not when you need me,"
Mazikeen sat back down and picked up her tools,
"I don't,"
Will sighed,
"Come on, Maze, stop working and get some food,"
Mazikeen shook her head,
"Goodbye,"
Will sighed and left the room. Eddie and Epps were waiting for him outside, and when they looked at him, he shook his head, and they sighed. Eddie walked away from the two and toward the one person he thinks will be able to get Mazikeen out of this stage. The three of them all tried, even sending the three new people to try getting her out of that room, but nothing was working. Eddie walked into the large room,
"Jazz!"
Jazz looked down in surprise,
"Hello, Eddie,"
Eddie sighed,
"Maz needs help,"
Jazz immediately knelt down closer to him,
"What's wrong? I haven't seen her in a while. Is everything alright?"
Eddie sighed and crossed his arms,
"She's in a funk again...and this one is bad. She won't leave her room unless it's to go to see Ratchet for something. I don't even know if she has been eating. I think you can help,"
Jazz tilted his head,
"Why me?"
Eddie sighed,
"Because she trusts and cares about you too. She wouldn't listen to any of us, not even Will. She needs to get out of her shell and the hole that she dug herself into. She feels guilty about what happened in LA and has been endlessly working on shields for all of us,"
Jazz stood up and nodded,
"I will speak to her right now,"
Eddie sighed in relief,
"Thank you,"
Jazz nodded and immediately walked out and towards Mazikeen's room. He stopped outside and turned on his holo-form. He opened the door and ducked as an object flew at him,
"HEY!"
Mazikeen yelped out as she turned to see Jazz,
"Jazz!"
Jazz narrowed his optics at her,
"You hang out with Ratchet way too often. Now you are throwing objects at whoever enters your room?"
Mazikeen blushed and sighed,
"Will got you?"
Jazz shook his head and walked closer to her with his hands raised,
"No, Eddie did,"
Mazikeen tilted her head,
"Eddie?"
Jazz nodded,
"Trust me, I was as shocked as you,"
It was no secret that Jazz and Eddie did not get along, and Mazikeen has tried very hard for the two to get along. Mazikeen sighed again and looked at him,
"So...what brings you over here?"
Jazz put his hands down,
"Lil M...when is the last time you slept? Or ate something?"
Mazikeen shrugged,
"I slept like this morning,"
Jazz crossed his arms,
"What day is it?"
Mazikeen winced,
"Uh...Wednesday?"
Jazz shook his head,
"Saturday,"
Mazikeen's eyes widened,
"Oh...yeah, you see...I was testing you to see if you nailed the days of the week down,"
Jazz put a hand on her shoulder,
"You have to rest,"
Mazikeen shook her head and held up a ring,
"Not until I figure this out,"
Jazz sighed and looked at the ring,
"What is it supposed to be?"
"It's supposed to be a shield, so when someone presses the button, it will put up a shield surrounding them, not like the bubble that Sam has, but like the bracelet I made for Fig. But the ring is small, so it's harder...but I just need to figure it out,"
"Who is it for?"
Mazikeen looked down,
"Eddie...I just finished the bracelets for Will and Epps...but Eddie does not really like bracelets and he already has one for the tracking and communication with his son...so I wanted to make him a ring...then I was also working on making you guys shields too to help lower the damage that you take when you get blasted at by the cons,"
Jazz frowned and looked around for the first time since he entered. He noticed small scorch marks on the table, her eyes had very dark circles under her eyes, and her hand twitched a little.
"You don't have to give us shields, I have my own,"
Mazikeen rolled her eyes,
"Your little shield doesn't count, Jazz...I just want to make sure all of you are safe,"
Jazz sighed,
"Lil M, don't worry about us Cybertronians, you need to take care of yourself,"
Mazikeen crossed her arms,
"I am."
Jazz stared at her,
"Look me in the eye and say that,"
Mazikeen looked at him and then plopped down on her bed, and brought her knees to her chest,
"I just need to finish,"
Jazz frowned and sat down next to her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and sighed,
"Maze, we are all worried about you,"
Mazikeen winced,
"You don't have to be,"
Jazz looked at her and frowned,
"Well, that doesn't matter if we have to or not. That will never stop me from worrying,"
Mazikeen sighed and looked at him,
"I just need it to be finished,"
Jazz squeezed her shoulder softly,
"And you will. But not until after you rest...I see the scorch marks on your desk,"
Mazikeen winced,
"Okay, but I didn't set anything on fire,"
"Yet,"
Mazikeen shrugged,
"Okay, but I'll be careful,"
Jazz shook his head,
"Mazikeen. You need rest,"
Mazikeen averted his gaze as soon as he used her name,
"I won't be able to sleep,"
Jazz frowned,
"Lil M...try...for me,"
Mazikeen felt her heart pull at her, and she sighed,
"Can't I just finish first?"
Jazz shook his head,
"No,"
Mazikeen sighed and let her knees go, and she looked at him,
"Can...can you stay then?"
Jazz smiled softly and nodded his head,
"I will,"
Mazikeen nodded,
"I'm going to change then,"
Jazz smiled and nodded, and she walked into her bathroom and closed the door. He quickly contacted Optimus to tell him about the success and to tell everyone not to enter her room. He rolled his eyes as he heard the pride in Optimus's voice. He turned when he heard the door open again and saw Mazikeen in a long t-shirt and sweatpants. She quickly laid down on the bed, and Jazz simply sat at the end, Mazikeen rolled her eyes,
"Have you never had a sleepover?"
Jazz tilted his head,
"Sleepover?"
Mazikeen laughed,
"Yeah! Lay down next to me, Jazz,"
Jazz felt his spark pull at him, and he sighed,
"Okay, but what do I do?"
Mazikeen rolled her eyes and smirked at him,
"You lay down and sleep too!"
Jazz blushed and slowly took off his goggles, and Mazikeen gasped when she saw his bright sea green eyes,
"I have never actually seen your eyes,"
Jazz shrugged,
"They are not a normal color for Cybertronians...so I always wear my visor,"
Mazikeen smiled softly at him and tugged him to lie down next to her,
"I think they look very pretty,"
Jazz smiled at her,
"Thank you,"
Mazikeen smiled and slowly closed her eyes,
"You are very welcome, Jazz...you are very beautiful, inside and out,"
Jazz felt his spark stop momentarily as he stared at her,
"You are too."
He smiled softly as she fell asleep, and when he was certain she was asleep, he softly kissed her forehead,
"Goodnight, lil M,"