A/N- I'M BAAACK. Here is the long awaited sequel to the sequel...? Triquel? I don't know. Anyway, I really hope you guys are excited for this! I know I am! It's been delayed by real life, I'm afraid. I've now started my A levels (I think it's somewhat akin to college in America?) and I've been really busy, so my apologies. Hopefully I'll be able to get lot's done in my little free time, and I'm super excited for this and I have loads of ideas! So, read, review, enjoy!
*Disclaimer* I do not, nor will I ever own Transformers, any characters or anything. I only own my OC's and the made up places and e.t.c. I apologise if any of this material offends anyone in any way. I assure you it didn't mean to offend anyone in any way, shape or form. This story may contain coarse language. Based off the 2011 movie.
"Oi, Tiff, your coffee is on the side!"
I glanced over my shoulder at the open door to my room and shouted back. "Thanks Mel. I'll be down in a sec." I then looked back to what I was doing – packing my underwear into my suitcase. I was trying – and failing – to pack neatly. I tried moving things to make room for bigger things, but the bigger things never quite fitted neatly. Sighing, I shoved the remaining items in haphazardly and dropped the lid down. Looking up I was greeted by my reflection. Light hazel eyes – almost with a blue tinge to them – stared back at me. I had pale pink lips and pale soft skin. I raised a hand to my brunette hair, ruffling the bland strands. My mouth tilted down at the corners. What Bumblebee saw in me I would never understand.
My heart skipped a beat and my lips tugged into a smile.
Bee. He was easily the best thing to happen to me, and just thinking about him made my stomach do flips. My cheeks flushed as I became lost swimming in my memories, eyes staring straight out of the window. My mind drifted back to Egypt, the last big battle against Megatron and his army. I remembered Bee in his full Autobot form fighting courageously, as everyone had, Autobot and human alike. I remembered hearing news of Optimus' death, of how despair had set in, the cold hand choking my throat. Then I remembered the warmth of joy and hope upon his revival, all thanks to Selene and a mystical power that we never quite figured out. Then, I remembered my brother's death. A lump rose in my throat and my heart ached but I swallowed it down, reminding myself that Sam WAS alive. In fact, my brother had down well for himself.
I broke off my trail of thought and looked at the clock on my nightstand. The black hands showed me it was nearly 5. I 'eeked' and quickly finished packing before lugging my cases down the staircase.
I was now living in a shared house with my friend Mel, or Melanie. The house wasn't particularly big, but it fit the two of us fine, Melanie happening to have a temporary job at a nearby coffee house and me having a small amount in a savings account. Mel and I both attended the local college, taking nursing courses. My goal was to end up in the N.E.S.T operations, helping soldiers and the like. I finally made it down the stairs and pulled the suitcases to the front door, leaving them against the wall for later. I then walked into the kitchen, nose sniffing out the aroma of coffee. "Thanks again, Mel," I called, hands wrapping gratefully around the mug, brown liquid swilling inside.
Mel was a pretty girl, with auburn hair that she was constantly tucking behind her ear and black, thick-framed glasses on her face that were constantly slipping down the bridge of her nose. She was a typical bookworm, living up to nearly every stereotype for it. She was almost constantly buried in a book, either fiction or college textbook. Even during her shifts at the Coffee house she would have a copy of Shakespeare or another famous playwright handy, the covers creased and worn by the number of times it had been read, back to front.
As I sipped on my coffee, Mel's face peered round the corner of the kitchen, a hand swiftly coming up to push her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Do I get to see him?" A grin stretched across my lips, revealing my teeth beneath, as her high voice reached my ears. This wasn't the first time she'd asked me this.
Ever since Mel had heard about Bee, my loving boyfriend, she had been more than eager to finally meet this man who had stolen the heart of her housemate. "Of course, today is finally the day you get to meet Bee," I answered, still smiling and taking another warm mouthful of my coffee.
Mel's voice drifted to me, "It's so odd how you call him that..." I shrugged and turned to face her fully.
"Not really. It's always been there as a nickname. I'm too used to it now," I laughed, smirking with the inside knowledge that it wasn't really a nickname at all. Mel's face disappeared before she emerged from around the corner, book in hand. "What time is he coming?"
"5-30, which to him means 5-15." She nodded and pushed her glasses up again.
I finished my coffee and put the mug in the sink ready to be washed. "So, have you got much planned this holiday while I'm away?" I asked, leaning against the counter and crossing my arms. Mel shrugged. "Not much. Got a few extra shifts at the Coffee house... Might get round to reading the Harry Potter series." I raised my eyebrows and gasped in mock horror.
"You haven't read the Harry Potter books?! Shocking."
"They're relatively low on my reading list. I prefer classics or a nice horror or crime," she answered, hopping on to the counter. I walked out of the kitchen, leaving her to bury her nose in her book.
By the door were my two suitcases. Bee was coming to pick me up and I was off to spend time with the N.E.S.T team, hoping to gain some welcomed experience. A smile seemed to be permanently stuck on my lips, threatening to split my face in two. I was so excited! It had been a while now since I had last seen everyone, and I was more than eager to catch up.
Just then, a faint roar of an engine reached my ears and sent my stomach in to somersaults. "I see a caaar!" Melanie called from the kitchen. A low whistle followed. "That is a nice car..." I quickly checked my reflection in a small hall mirror and fixed my hair before rushing to the door and pulling it open before Bee's holoform could even raise a fist and knock. I launched myself onto him, giggling and pressing my face in to his neck, inhaling deeply and relishing his scent.
"Bee!" I cried. He chuckled deeply and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Happy to see you too."I pulled back from the hug and almost immediately Bee's lips were on mine, the warmth of his lips feeling all too real against mine. We broke apart and I was now staring straight into Bumblebee's amazingly blue eyes – the same colour as his robot optics. "I've missed you," I sighed, placing a hand on the back of his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. Our lips met again in heavenly bliss. He laughed into it and pulled back, earning a groan of protest from me. "We haven't been apart that long! Only one week, one day, 17 hours and 16 minutes." I rolled my eyes but grinned.
"Alright, Mr. Specific. That's a long time in my world." He chuckled, his voice deep and rich, sending chills twisting down my spine. God, I loved his voice. "I'm sorry," he cooed, strong, toned arms slipping around my waist and pulling me in closer. Our bodies were pressed together, my hands linked behind his neck. "I'll make it up to you." I giggled.
"You better. But, anyway, I want you to meet Melanie, my housemate. She's probably watching us right now..," I muttered, sparing a glance to the kitchen window. Bee cocked his head slightly, an action I found all too endearing. The ends of his blonde fringe almost brushed his lashes. I turned with a smile and pulled Bee into the house by his hand, the door closing behind us.
I yanked him into the kitchen where Mel stood, book covering the lower half of her face. Her blue eyes were wide behind her black framed glasses as she soaked in Bee's Holoform.
Bee's holoform was easily model worthy. He was tall, around 6ft 2, with a slender and well-toned body. His eyes were the striking blue, with a sculptured face and jaw line. His hair was a brilliant blonde, almost yellow. I loved nothing more than running my fingers through the blonde locks. Skin was almost bronze, naturally tanned. He was dressed in a casual yellow shirt and jeans. A small blush came over my cheeks as I observed Mel's reactions. She was speechless, involuntarily making my confidence and ego grow just that little bit more.
"Bee, this is Mel. Mel, this is Bee." Bee smiled and took a step forward, extending his hand.
"Nice to meet you," he said politely. Mel looked down at the offered hand, momentarily stunned. Then, snapping out of it, she shyly reached out and shook Bee's hand. "Nice to meet you too..," she trailed off. Bee then stepped back and slotted his hands into his back pockets. He looked over his shoulder at me, probably a little confused by Mel's reaction. I giggled and patted his shoulder. "Why don't you be taking my suitcases to the car?" I asked. Bee nodded and left the room, leaving me to grin at Mel.
"Oh. My. God," she squeaked as soon as Bee was out of earshot. Mel staggered over to me, jaw slack. "He is gorgeous. Seriously! He's like, Greek God worthy!" I laughed at Mel and couldn't help but gloat... just a little.
"He is, isn't he? And guess what? He's mine. All miiiiine, muhahaha!" I added an evil laugh at the end, earning me a smack on the arm from Mel's book. She grinned at me and pushed her glasses up. "You should learn to share," she suggested. I shook my head furiously.
"Err... no. Now, I'm sorry but my 'Greek God' boyfriend is waiting for me, so I'm off," I teased, winking and grinning at her before skipping out and to the front door, snatching my set of keys off the wall.
Mel followed quickly, calling to me, "Have fun! Stay safe! Don't forget to study! Don't get too distracted!" I waved back to her as I hung on the front door.
"Yeeees, mom," I grinned.
"Don't have too much fun!" I winked as I pulled the door closed.
"I'll try not to."
I jumped into the passenger seat of Bee, immediately rubbing the dashboard affectionately. It earned me a shiver, both robot form and holoform. I grinned – I never ceased to get this response. A warm hand enveloped mine and pulled it from the dashboard and placed it on my lap. "You have no idea what that does to me," Bee said, chuckling lowly. I smirked and shrugged.
"I could hazard a guess, but in the meantime let's get going! I'm excited!" Blue eyes rolled and the engine revved before pulling away.
"I know you are," Bee added. I looked in the side mirror at the figure of my house growing smaller and smaller as we drove away. We turned a corner and it was gone. I looked forward and sighed happily. "So, how have you been?" I asked, looking to Bee's holoform. He was sat 'driving', giving a flawless effect that could fool anyone who wasn't in the know. "Good, except I missed you," he answered. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"That was cheesy."
"But true."
"I guess. How is everyone at the base?"
"Everyone is good as well. We've recently received alerts of incoming Autobots to Earth. They should be arriving either today or tomorrow." I straightened a little at this information.
"New Autobots?" I echoed. "Sounds interesting." Bee nodded in agreement.
"The more allies the better. We've pushed the Decepticons further back. We're winning, Tiff." He looked to me, eyes not needing to stay on the road. "We're beating them." Our hands reached out and warm palms met in the middle. Fingers laced and he squeezed my smaller hand comfortingly. I smiled softly. "Of course the Autobots will win. The good guys always win." Bee laughed and shot me a cheeky grin.
"Talk about cheesy." I scowled and swatted at his arm, breaking the warmth between our hands.
"Oh hush you. You focus on driving." A dark eyebrow rose. I pointed at him before he could speak. "I know. But seriously. Shh." He laughed at me before shaking his head and looking forwards again. "Can we roll down a window?" I asked. Bee complied and instantly the window beside me rolled halfway down, allowing a fierce wind to whip my brunette strands back as we sped along the highway.
Bee's holoform was as natural to me now as his robot form. I had accepted it, and he had accepted me. As I leant against the car door, cool wind blowing my hair back, I thought back to the moment when I had first seen Bee's holoform. I didn't believe it at first. How could my robot suddenly be before me as a human?
Once I was sure however, I had thrown myself upon him, doing the one thing I had been dying to do for a long time prior – I kissed him. The holoforms were startlingly real. Bee was hot like a person, with soft, smooth skin and flawless features. The holoforms weren't 2D projections, they seemed to be real working people, except they weren't robots... it was all very confusing. I preferred to just accept it and learn to not question things that I knew where beyond me.
I giggled suddenly, the memory of my confusion at Bee's holoform making me laugh. My face must have been priceless. "What're you laughing at?" Bee asked, looking to me. I smiled and waved him off.
"Just back to when I first met your holoform. I was so confused!" Bee laughed also, a sound I craved.
"You were. I'm sorry for surprising you like that, but I couldn't think of a better way of doing it."
"It's fine. I'm just happy you have it – not that there's anything wrong with your real form!" I quickly added. Bee laughed at my worry. "It's just... we can be a lot more... intimate this way. Plus, I don't look crazy talking to a car now." We both laughed before I moved away from the window and nestled in to Bee's side, enjoying the rest of the journey pressed up against him and hearing the faint pulse of his energon.
The journey was quick from there and filled with chit chat between Bee and I. We were finally in Diego Garcia, heading for the N.E.S.T. base. It was hot, as always, and heat rippled the horizon. Looming out of the shimmering waves merged the barbed, guarded fences of the N.E.S.T base. We had long since left civilisation behind, driving out to the remote base tucked away. In the sky I could see a helicopter take off and head up, growing ever smaller in the blue expanse. "Here," Bee announced. I looked down from the sky and to the gates before us. Armed guards smiled and waved. "I've contacted Optimus and the team and alerted them to our arrival." I smiled and waved back to the guards as we entered through the gates.
The N.E.S.T hangars were still immensely big, obviously so to accompany the robots' sizes. The doors were wide open, the sun casting a dark shadow and obscuring my view in. Once Bee passed into the shade, I could see the inside, lights bright on the ceiling and men and Autobots everywhere. Bee's holoform flickered and disappeared. Bumblebee drove to a specific bay, his own, and the door opened ready for me. I rubbed the dashboard, getting my usual shiver, and climbed out, thanking Bee. The door them snapped shut and immediately Bee shifted, switching out into his full robotic glory.
Robots turned to us and began to walk over. I caught site of Lennox, Epps and a few other men also approached. I waved enthusiastically and ran over, Lennox opening his arms wide and grappling me into a hug. "Hey! How have you been?" he asked, releasing me and holding me at arm's length, a grin on his face and day old stubble on his chin. "I've been good, thanks. How about you?"
"We've been havin' fun kicking Decepticon ass," Epps said, clapping a hand on Lennox's shoulder, earning a chuckle from the other man.
"How're your studies going?"
"Pretty well actually. I'm really enjoying them," I answered honestly. Epps moved to my side and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"That's what we like to hear. I can't wait for you to join our team." I ginned and wrapped my own arm around his shoulders as best I could.
"I look forward to it too!" Mental against metal sounded behind us and I knew Bee was crouching down.
"Your boy's been missing youuu," Epps sung in my ear. I giggled and we pivoted together, now facing Bee.
"I know he has. What's he been saying?" I asked, grinning up at Bumblebee's true, robotic face. The blue optics gazed down at us, flicking between Epps and I. The man beside me chuckled. "Just been playin' songs on his radio, sad songs." I slid my arm from Epp's broad shoulders and advanced on Bee, raising my hands up, palms facing inwards, ready to hold his head between my hands. "Oh, Bee. You're so sweet." I cooed at him, placing my hands onto his cheek plates as he lowered his head down. He whirled and the radio sang to me, a man's voice serenading a soft tune. "Oooh, baby, you're the one for me; the only one..." I giggled and leant in ready to kiss but a rough cough cut us off.
"That's enough for here," a gruff tone spoke and I immediately knew who it was. I smiled and released Bee's head. His antenna raised and he stood up, standing to attention in front of his superiors. I turned myself and had to crane my neck upwards to catch the narrowed blue optics of Ironhide gazing down at me. "Good to see you, 'Hide," I greeted, offering a nod, my ends of my fringe touching my dark lashes. The Autobot nodded in return, his arms folded across his chest as per usual. Ironhide then stepped aside, revealing an even taller Autobot; Optimus Prime.
It had been a while since I'd laid eyes on the tall, impressive form of the Autobot leader, but the effect of seeing the robot before me had never been lost. He still stood tall, with an air of authority that no one could ever replicate. Optimus still spoke in that regal tone of his and still carried the soft understanding look. He bent down on one knee, left arm braced across his knee to help support his weight. "Tiffany Witwicky," he spoke. "It's good to see you again."
"You too, Optimus," I said, offering a bow to the Autobot leader. My hair swished off my shoulders and dangled before me as my head tipped. I brought myself up at Optimus' chuckle. "Now, now, there's no need for that. At ease." I giggled and waved him off.
"Bee mentioned that there's some new Autobots incoming," I started, curiosity getting the better of me. Optimus nodded.
"You are correct. We believe that they shall be arriving within approximately 14 hours from now."
"Do you know who they are?"
"We believe them to be old allies of ours, loyal to the Autobots, designation Mirage, and designation Wheeljack, along with The Wreckers; Roadbuster, Leadfoot and Topspin." It appeared now that Optimus wasn't only addressing me, he was addressing everyone else who was in the immediate vicinity. In that instance, noticing everyone was listening intently to the Prime, I felt like I was part of something, something big. A smile crept over my face. It felt like I was home. For too long I had been apart from this; from the giant alien robots.
It felt good to be back.