Ironhide rolled into base with William and he sighed as it went to voicemail. "None answered." He told him as he ended the call. The last on the list Sarah had given him. These were recent babysitters in their time. Ironhide grunted. Sarah and Will discussed some agreements and he would be leaving tomorrow with Sarah and Ironhide. But they still haven't found an appropriate babysitter. Ironhide parked in his usual spot in the hanger and he stepped out. Ironhide wasn't suprised when he didn't do the pat on the hood like he would normally do. Mudflap wheeled over.

"What's up with him?" He asked.

"Yeah?" Skids added as he rolled up beside his twin. Ironhide inwardly sighed.

"It is none of your concern." He told them gruffly.

"Sorry man, just asking." Mudflap scoffed. They rolled back and Ironhide observed William across the hanger. He was talking with Epps. Suddenly, Jazz perked up. He raced over to where Will and Epps were and Ironhide jumped at the action and the loud engine.

"Just what the frag are you doing!?" He shouted. Jazz didn't listen. He parked in front of the two men and Will and Epps started conversing with him. Ironhide rumbled his engine. Seeing Epps smirk made him uneasy. What were they up to? Is...did...Will just smile? No he must imagining things. Will's smile faded. "Slaggers," Ironhide mumbled. He was tempted to go over there himself. Seeing that their conversation must have ended, Jazz came back over. "Now what was that about?" Ironhide questioned.

"Will's looking for a babysitter for Belle, I volunteered. Got a problem with that?" He asked, blinking his headlights in amusement. Ironhide didn't know excatly how to feel about the situation. But he knew the right question to ask at the moment.

"Well are you?" He asked puzzled with this. Not sure if he could trust Jazz with a little human girl.

"We're working on details. Why? You jealous?" He chuckled. Primus, Will trusted him!? Ironhide felt a little sick.

"I'm not jealous. I am unsure." He corrected with a grunt. Jazz laughed.

"What are you so worried about? I think I can handle 'babysitting'."

"Not the point. What are you supposed to do when you have training? Scouting? Patroling? Or worse, you get attacked?" He inquired seriously. Jazz paused for a moment. Seeing Ironhide was right.

"Then I'll take someone else with me. When I'm gone they're there. Simple." He waved off. Ironhide sighed.

"You're still dodging the fact if you are attacked Jazz. Your 'partner' is surrounded or down. What then?" Jazz again, paused. This babysitting was hard. Trying to ease Ironhide about it was harder.

"Then we'll have another partner. Look, no one has attacked the Lennox household-."

"Yet. Still doesn't mean they won't find you." Ironhide cut in. Jazz sighed.

"Just trust me Ironhide. I know what I'm doing. " he promised. Ironhide still didn't believe it.

"But Jazz-."

"C'mon. You do it all the time alone. How hard can it be?" He asked. Ironuide grumbled. Harder than you think. He thought.

"Know the address to her school?" He pressed.

"Yeah," Jazz sighed. Ironhide rocked on his tires.

"Fine. If I find something, anything, out of place. I will personally offline you."

"Your threats don't scare me Ironhide. I can handle Belle-."

"Annabelle." Ironhide corrected with a growl.

"Dude calm!" He laughed. "You can't drive Will and Sarah around and watch Annabelle at the same time." He snorted. Ironhide snarled, his engine revving silently.

"I am aware."

"Obviously not. Just got to let her go." Jazz told him. Those were not the words he needed. Especially from the person who signed up to look after his charge.