Bumblebee looked at his shaggy blond hair in the mirror. It was unusual, the sensations he was experiencing. The clothing they had given him was itchy and too big. His face looked young, younger than Sam's anyway. He hadn't been allowed to see any of the others, not even Sam since Mecha 1 had made him human. He had spent almost two days as a human, his only contact was with the guards that brought him his food. He turned as the door to his room opened. An older man with graying dark brown hair stepped into the room. Was it a new guard? Had something happened to the others? He was about to ask the latter question when the man smiled. Bee would recognize that smile anywhere. His eyes lit up at the site of the now human autobot. "Prime, its you!" He ran to the older man and wrapped his arms around Optimus.

Optimus Prime hugged Bee, he was such a young human. "What's wrong, Bee? You're crying." He looked down into Bee's blue eyes. He seemed so much like a child. He was small as far as humans were concerned, and surprisingly delicate looking. He wasn't as big as the others as a transformer and Bee had been a warrior for long that Optimus often forgot how young his companion was.

He hugged Prime tighter to him. "I thought I lost you again. They wouldn't tell me anything. I didn't know if you were okay, or if something had happened. They wouldn't even let me see Sam."

"The humans had to take some precautions before we could be around them. Their first protocol is to protect their own. Prime wrapped his arms tighter around his young charge. "You're not going to lose me. Everyone is fine. We're going to meet with Simmons now."

"Are they going to let us go?" Bee stepped back from Optimus. His feelings were confusing him. He felt weak, almost lost without Prime. He had stood on his own before, so why did he feel so dependent on the autobots now?

Prime could see the fear and confusion in Bumblebee's eyes. "That is what we agreed upon." Prime turned from the fragile looking boy before him and went to the door, it felt odd to have looked at him as a warrior and guardian for so many years and to know look at the almost child like human before him. "The others are waiting for us." He led Bee down the hall with their military escort. They joined the others along with Sam and several military personnel. They sat down at the only two seats available. Bumblebee was loathe to stray too far from Optimus, but the seat next to Sam was alright too. He sat down and watched Prime sit at the table across from him next to two humans who could only be Sideswipe and Ratchet

"Bee, is that you?" Sam could hardly believe how young his former guardian was. He watched the blond smile and he knew it was. "I missed you, Bee." Sam hugged him briefly. Sam started to say something, but they both looked up as the door opened.

Simmons entered the room. Because of his role in helping defeat the fallen he had been reinstated and was working closely with the military. "As per your agreement to be de-mechanized we are going to integrate you into our society. Ratchet, Sideswipe, and Ironhide have elected to stay on with the military in hopes of working together to capture the decepticons still remaining at large. We have weaponized Mecha 1 for just such an occasion. Our current protocol is to actively seek out any remaining decepticons and humanize them. Optimus Prime and Bumblebee have chosen to pursue civilian lives and will be given identities and pasts which they can use to start real lives on planet earth."

Bumblebee stood up. "I haven't chosen anything. No one has spoken to me since you made me a human." As he looked at them, both Optimus and Sam looked away. Had they both known about this? Known that he wouldn't have a say so in anything that happened to him.

"You're the youngest of the autobot's Bumblebee. As far as the government is concerned even Sam's older than you. By our laws you're not even allowed to smoke, let alone make decisions of this magnitude." Bumblebee couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You're human now, son. I'm sorry, but certain compromises have to be made. If you were to stay here at the base, how would we explain you to the people who do random checks?"

Bee looked to Prime for help, but Optimus just motioned for him to sit down. Bee wanted to ask how they had explained giant robots to their superiors, but held his tongue. He grudgingly took his seat and let Simmons continue.

"As per our agreement you will be given civilian names and pasts. You must adhere to these identities and may not speak of the events that have occurred since your arrival to our planet. We don't know as of yet, if you will continue to age, but if not we will relocate you every few years."

"I can't say with Sam?" Bee could feel the anger in his cheeks. How could they do this? Just make all these decisions without him?

"You can't have any contact with Sam. He's done a lot for his country, but he needs to lead a normal life now." Simmons could see the anger flare in the young transformers eyes.

Bumblebee stood up. "I fought with you! Put my life on the line for you just like the other autobot's did and you're just going to take everything away from me?" He looked at the other autobot's for support, but none of them would meet his eyes. How could they do this to him?

"Sit down, Bumblebee." Prime's voice radiated authority and Bumblebee did as his was commanded.