Don't own Transformers. Only my OC, Aurora Borealis Prime, who recently joined Decepticon and Autobot forces using charm, wit and of course love. Love for Optimus Prime(the father she never knew she deserved) and Megatron 's (the ultimate uncle and guardian) "families" AKA factions, which she soon had twisted around her little finger.

Interestingly, it should come to no surprise that she is one third Transformer, one third Drakgon(a sentient species of alien dragon, that come in a variety of sizes , can walk on both four and two legs and speak myriad languages) and one third human.

Disclaimer: Ack! Stupid glitch mouse.....Takes place AFTER ROTF.

Optimus cycled his vents in frustration at the Congress Liaison, one Theodore Galloway. He wasn't too happy about being dropped out of a plane, then struggling to get back home, yadda yadda, blah-blah, and so and soforth. Finally, the man stormed off, probably to unload elsewhere. Suddenly...

::Get here RIGHT now or there'll be Pit to pay!:: Ironhide

::Ironhide! Calm yourself!:: Ratchet

::Oh man!:: Sunstreaker

::What is the problem?:: Optimus Prime

::Optimus , listen, Bumblebee is searching for a missing Sam. Know about it?:: Ratchet

::"...."::Optimus Prime

***

Optimus charged into Ratchet 's med-bay, having been alerted by Aurora that Bumblebee was missing, along with Sam, Mikela, Miles and Leo. He thought, This is so bad...."

BONK!

"OUCH!WATCH IT....oh hey daddy!"

Optimus smiled at his young, lively daughter.

Her intelligence was indeed higher than his, her battle-style unique and a "gift from Primus himself," to quote the recently revived Fallen, also resurrected, had been tamed by the little "experiment" as the less-than-savoury liaison had remarked. Yes, she had everyone under her doe eyed innocent spell.

Currently she was in human form, and she looked worried.

"Dad, you received Ratchet's MMS, right?"

"Yes, I have, but what does it...."

She bluntly stated, "Here."

Optimus opened the letter, read it and his alarm grew.

"I've sent it to all the others and....."

"OPTIMUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everybody leapt at Ironhide's bellow of alarm.

Megatron, Starscream and the rest of crew charged in, voicing concerns, fears and disbelief at the article.

Soundwave managed to help calm everyone down.

Optimus then requested Ratchet to read Bumblebee's letter.

Dear Optimus,

Samuel and his friends hasn't been found. I'll rescue them and keep them warm at the same time. I'll hope you'll be understanding as always.

Love 'Bee.

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Optimus and co. stood staring. Just then Aurora spoke, breaking the spell, "Our human allies have been listening as well."

"WHAT THE BLOODY-"
BONG!

"Language!"

Optimus saw Judy and Ron Witwicky staring at them, then Judy shakily remarked, "They've forecasted a huge snowstorm. I'I hope that....."

Further than that she didn't get , because just then a raging Red Alert stormed into the room. In his arms was.....

"BUMBLEBEE!"

Everyone could see the scout wasn't in too good condition.

However, Aurora, Optimus and Ratchet saw that although Bee looked bad, there was a bigger mystery: A strange bulge at his middle, right where a Transformer's fuel tanks ( or "stomach" in human terms), was located .

And Bumblebee, having onlined himself in Red Alert's arms, seemed reluctant that anybody should touch.

Meanwhile, Ironhide bellowed orders for the doors to be locked, windows shuttered and heaters were to be stoked.

They then put Bumblebee in the med-bay to rest and get some sleep.

Ratchet was to monitor him for the night.

An uneventful task and time, or so Ratchet thought.....

***

Bumblebee slowly opened one optic, sneaking a peek at Ratchet, then turning onto his back, the scout placed a servo on the bulge.

Stroking it, the occupants inside were awakened and Bumblebee gently rumbled, careful not to wake the cranky medic.

***

Inside Bumblebee's "stomach"....

Samuel James Witwicky was fast asleep.

He didn't remember much.

Everything seemed blurry.

Then a sharp pain shot through his ankle.

Everything came back in a flash.

The snowboarding, the accident....everything. He blacked out, but his memory didn't recall anything about what happened after that.

However, he then took stock of his location.

Everwhere he looked, he saw silver and some form of liquid, dripping off the walls....they were round????

"Dude! You scared us, man!"

Samuel smiled when he saw Miles's sunburnt face.

"You ok, bro?"

Leo. Present and accounted for.

That left Mikela...

"Hey Sam. Welcome back."

He blushed, seeing her gold tan stand out in stark contrast to their gloomy location.

"Aw, my head. Were are we?"

"Promise not to freak out? Then listen ...."

"Hello,Sam. You ok?"

Sam started.

"Bumblebee? Where are you?" hearing his guardian's familiar alien tenor rumbling....above and around them?

Somewhere, there was a steady, loud thumping just above them.

And a strange scuffing noise.

Suddenly, Sam had a nasty suspicion. The things kept adding up and equalling something frightening...that Bumblebee had eaten them alive.

"Bumblebee, please tell me. Where are we?'

***

Bumblebee, keeping an optic on Ratchet, answered Sam's question.

"You are currently in my "stomach"".

Sam's reaction was as predicted.

"WHAT?!!ARE YOU SAYING YOU ATE ME AND MY FRIENDS,ALIVE????"

***

Bumblebee cycled his vents patiently, waiting for Sam to clam down

Then he proceeded to explain.

"Please Sam, you were freezing to death and we had no other option."

"Mikela said if we didn't hurry, you'd die from hypothermia or worse, if you came back, brain damaged. So I then asked Primus for help.

And I got a flash of inspiration.

Leo said he wanted his mommy, which reminded me of your human's sparking process...you listening?"

"Yeah, go on."

"I recalled something of a womb and how the mother were bound to one another, so I thought,My body temperature is so much higher,why don't I carry you inside my fuel tank?Or as you humans say, stomach?

I admit Leo and Miles were afraid, but Mikela helped you onto my palm, climbed on, then put you into my mouth. She brooked no argument .With my tongue, I worked you into my throat. Gulping, I followed your progress with my hand outside until you reached your destination .Miles and Leo will explain further.

***

Bumblebee waited for a hour or two before Sam spoke.

He was feeling grateful for Bumblebee's courage and ashamed of his behaviour earlier.

"Bumblebee....I don't know to say this, but..."

"Shh, it's alright Sam, it's alright. I understand. Now get some sleep."

"See you tomorrow, Bumblebee."

***

Sam felt so bad about yelling at his friend. He had to admit, the gentle sounds of Bumblebee's body filled him with awe and admiration for his "little" friend.

The thumping sounds he heard, Leo explained, was Bumblebee's spark-pulse.

Other bodily functions continued around the young humans. Spark pulsing, fuels being processed...it felt amazing listening to this strange new world.

Sam then yawned, sleep making his eyes droopy.

Snuggling into the surprisingly warm, flexible metal, he fell asleep in seconds.

***

Bumblebee felt Sam and co. fall asleep, then he too, yawned sleepily .

Servos resting on his precious cargo, he slipped in recharge, while a awaken Ratchet, having heard the whole tale, rushed out to find everyone and tell them.

Uh-oh......Bumblebee's in for it.

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