A/N 1: I first started this, planning for it to be a Mikaela/Sam story. But no, it's changed to the ever-delightful Sam/Bee pairing that we all know and love. And now, it's three chapters, whereas it started out just being a one-shot and it grew.

A/N 2: Oh dear Primus… I believe I started writing this story right after the movie came out (Some nine months ago), and it's been in the back of my 'Stories' file. It's just been sitting there, collecting dust while I happily skipped about my other stories, totally forgetting about it. ;P Aww, poor thing. lol.

Edit: I screwed around with the format a little bit. Hope you like it better.

WARNING: Just about everybody is going to be OOC at least once in this story. THIS HAS SLASH! AS IN GUY AND GUY! ALSO IT IS A TRANSFORMER/HUMAN PAIRING! DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!

Lyrics: Chapter one's lyrics are Rooftops By LostProphets. Chapter two's lyrics are Bring me to life by Evanescence. Last chapter doesn't have lyrics because I couldn't think of a good song that fit.

Pairings: Sam/Bee.

Summary: Where did Sam disappear to? Will he live? Who is this mysterious new mech, and what does he have to do with Sam and All-Spark? Why am I asking you all these questions? Slash. Sam/Bee Bee/Sam. Various other side pairings. Three-shot.

Rating: I was tempted for 'M' since it has a suicide attempt in it, but since it's not really graphic, I'll just put it down as 'T'.

Disclaimer: All Transformer characters and settings are property of Hasbro/Takara, Transformers 2007 Movie property of DreamWorks. This story is purely fan fiction and is not intended for any type of profit. So, ha! I put the disclaimer up! You can't get me now lawyers! :P

Part: 1 of 3

By the way, this is based about a year after Mission City.

STORY TIME!

When our time is up,

When our lives are done,

Will we say we've had our fun?

Sam sighed.

"You okay?" Bumblebee asked. His voice, still new, was slightly scratchy.

"I'm fine." Sam answered quickly.

"Sa-"

"Could we please go home? I'm tired and it's close to curfew."

Bumblebee sighed. "Okay Sam. I'll take you home."

Will we make a mark,

This time.

Will we always say we tried.

The two rode in silence for several minutes.

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"I hope you don't mind, but after I drop you off, I need to go talk to Optimus Prime."

"Alright."

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

"Optimus Prime? Do you mind if I talk to you?"

"Of course Bumblebee."

"Well… Have you noticed that Sam has been acting… odd lately?"

Optimus sighed. "So I'm not the only one."

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

This is all we've got now,

Everybody scream your heart out.

"What's wrong with him?" Ironhide asked.

"Well, it's not anything physical. I just performed his bi-weekly check-up yesterday. He was fine." Ratchet said.

"While we're on that subject, you're a Cybertronian medic. So why are you always checking Sam?"

"Well, if you must know Ironhide, earth's technology is far inferior. If Sam catches something serious, I highly doubt earth's technology would catch it in time."

"You're a strange, strange robot."

"Hey, at least I don't threaten to blast anything that comes near Sam into a million pieces!"

"Well--!"

"Stop it you two!" Bumblebee yelled. The looked at him, startled that the mech that was as close to their own sparkling as they could possibly get yelling at them. "Argue about that later. Right now, let's get back to more pressing issues. Like why Sam's acting weird."

The two looked sheepish. "Right. Sorry."

"Sam?" Silence. "Sam?" More silence. "I know you're in there Sam."

"Go away."

Mikaela sighed. "Not until you let me in."

All the love I've met,

I have no regrets,

If it all ends now,

I'm set.

"No."

"Sa-"

"Go away."

Mikaela sighed again. "Fine. I'll be back later, okay?"

"Whatever."

Will we make our mark,

This time.

Will we always say we tried?

Sam turned around when he heard a horn honk. He wasn't surprised to see a black and yellow Camaro driving toward him.

"Hi Bumblebee."

"Hiya Sam. Whatcha' doin'?"

"Going to Miles's house."

"What's with the bag?"

"Just takin' him some stuff."

"Oh. Want me to drive you?"

"Nah. I'll walk."

"Aww…"

Sam forced a smile. "Don't worry, I'll let you drive next time."

"Oh, fine."

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

Mikaela turned around as a blue and red truck stopped beside her. Three other vehicles were behind him.

"Um… I'm guessing it's serious considering all four of you are approaching me in the middle of a very public place."

A man in his thirties hopped out of Optimus's cab, his red hair covered by a blue trucker hat. Mikaela raised an eyebrow at the holoform. He grabbed her arm and gently pushed her to his vehicle form. "We need to talk."

Mikaela looked at the rundown parking lot they were currently in. Her attention turned back to the four aliens as they transformed into their bi-pedal form.

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

This is all we've got now,

Everybody scream your heart out.

She frowned at their grim expressions. "What's wrong?"

"Do you know where Sam is? We really need to talk to him." Optimus said.

"Sorry guys, but I don't know where he is."

Optimus frowned. "Could you call the youngling Miles? Bumblebee talked to Sam last night and he said that he was heading over to Miles's house."

Without a word Mikaela pulled out her cell phone and dialed the familiar number.

Standing on the rooftop,

Waiting till the bomb drops,

This is all we've got now,

Scream until your heart stops,

Miles lazily rolled over, hoping that whoever it was wouldn't talk that much so he could go back to his nap.

"Yo."

"Hi Miles."

He brightened. "Mikey! How ya doin'?"

The two had gotten quite close over the past year, despite the fact that she used to be a 'evil jock concubine'.

"I'm fine. Hey Miles, have you seen Sam? He said he was heading to your house last night. I haven't seen him since."

Miles frowned. "Sorry Mikey, but I haven't seen Sam in almost a week, and it's been over two since he's come to my house."

Never gonna regret,

Watching every sunset,

Listen to your heartbeat,

All the love that we've felt.

"A week! Damn it! Sorry for disturbing you Miles. Talk to you later." Mikaela sighed as she hung up the phone. She turned to the four robots who were staring at her intently. "Miles says he hasn't seen Sam in almost a week and that Sam hasn't been to his house in over two weeks."

The four aliens shared uneasy glances. Ironhide finally voiced what everyone was thinking.

"Frag."

Standing on the rooftop,

Waiting till the bomb drops,

This is all we've got now,

Scream until your heart stops,

Sam sighed and grabbed his chest, right where his heart was. He was thinking about them again. He couldn't help it. This was the first time he had ever gone a week without the Autobots since he had met them. He sighed. Is this really necessary?

I apologize Sam, but it cannot be helped.

"Optimus! Bumblebee! Everyone! Get your asses over here right now!"

Never gonna regret,

Watching every sunset,

Listen to your heartbeat,

All the love that we've felt.

Optimus watched as the frantic human paced back and forth. "Why did you call us here Mikaela?"

"This." She said, holding up a piece of paper. "Miles finally cleaned his back yard. He found this in a bag with his name on it. It's from Sam. Optimus, it's a suicide note."

Scream your heart out.

Scream your heart out.

Scream your heart out.

Scream your...

The aliens stared in horror as Mikaela read the not out loud. She looked up at them with tear filled eyes. "Optimus, we have to find him."

Optimus nodded. "Of course."

"But where would he be?"

He sighed. "I don't kno-"

She interrupted him. "Wait a second. Remember when we rented the cabin right by the lake up in the mountains in celebration of Sam's seventeenth birthday a couple of weeks ago?"

"Yes…" Optimus knew exactly where this is going.

"Remember how he loved the place so much? Isn't it possible that he's up there?"

"Yes."

"Then let's go."

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

"We're here."

She jumped out of the disguised robot and watched as it transformed.

"Mikaela. You and Bumblebee…"

Sam sighed as he looked at his watch.

11:54 P.M.

I'm sorry Sam. I truly am.

You don't believe in asking for small favors, do you?

Again, I apologize, but this is the only way. Do not worry though, youngling, everything will turn out fine.

Standing on the rooftops,

Everybody scream your heart out.

This is all we've got now,

Everybody scream your...

Mikaela looked up at the equally frustrated Autobot. "It's twelve-oh-five, Bumblebee."

"I know Mikaela, but-"

He stopped at Mikaela's sharp intake of breath. "What?"

"It's Sam!"

Bumblebee whipped around. Where is h--? There he is!

He watched in horror as the small figure fell.

"SAM!"

Optimus watched in sadness as Mikaela cried over Sam's unmoving body. They were… too late. He looked over at Bumblebee. He had been so close to Sam… And so soon after Jazz died… he couldn't be taking it well.

No one was surprised when small, wet circles appeared around Bumblebee's feet.

"Wait a second…"

Everyone looked at Ratchet, who, in turn, stared at them. "He's still alive."

End chapter one.