NOTES: Allo Allo! First chapter of 'Miracles'! Just some basics about this AU. This is post ROTF and once the third movie comes out, I'll find a way to work that movie into this story. This is Bayverse with a bit of other universes thrown in. Some G1 but mostly Bayverse. I don't want this as complicated as 'Infections', so there will fewer OCs involved. I'm notoriously slow at writing. I'm an artist first and foremost, so writing tends to sit on the back burner for a while.

I write a lot of intense Slash/lemony fresh hetero/WTF herm fics. You've been warned :)

I don't read reviews - too long an explanation but there's medical reasons involved. MANY apologies to those who love that feature! I figure if people like this story they'll fave it. If they don't they won't. This however leads to my next comment:

I'm looking for Betas. I NEED BETAS! HELP MEEEEE! I tend to have my head thrown into so many details, despite the side notes and TF WIKI that I will miss some huge plot holes if I'm not careful.

Edited to Add: Been going back to clean up some errors and smooth out wording.

So... With that out of the way I present to you 'Miracles'.

Chapter 1 - Angel and Demons

'Fragging Breeders.'

Bumblebee looked up, startled at the sound of the femme's annoyed tone. Genesis was arched over a low box, swatting away clouds of something that would dance out of her way but would then only swarm back to the area she was muttering over. Only when the Autobot looked closer did he understand that she was swearing at the worst case of fruit flies she had ever seen.

'What's wrong?'

'Troth left some bad veggies here. Disgusting.'

Bumblebee sighed, a low mechanical sound that almost moaned. Genesis had been busy cleaning things the past few days, a ferverent bustling that would have made Sunstreaker blush she was so focused. Bee got out of her way when Genesis rose to the closet and pulled out cleaning supplies. It was wise to stay out of the way of the expectant creator.

Bumblebee put down the data card he was reading, careful to stuff it into place should his mate lose it, or worse. Troth , or rather, The Troth was Genesis' strange name for what Bumblebee knew as Pretenders. While 'Bee, Optimus and his team mates required energon, the Troth still required organic materials to supplement the organic half of their bodies. Unfortunately Organic foods were a pain in the skid plate to scrape up when they went bad.

'Bee would know. He had essentially taken in a Troth as his mate after the mess in Egypt.

Genesis was shoulder deep in the storage container, her spiked, red and black aft wiggling in the air as she scrubbed. Every so often her devil-like tail would jerk sharply in annoyance. Bumblebee couldn't help but lean over to both watch his mate with a touch of humor and arousal. When she finally pulled out, Bumblebee pretended to be cleaning some unseen speck off his servo, pulling off the look with a skillful expression of innocence.

Rave sat on her rump and stared up at her mate. She wiped the last of the nauseating goop from her hands and tossed the rag into the incinerator bucket beside her.

'Glad that's over with.' she said and began to rise.

Bee sighed his moan-like groan again. His mate turned to face him, huffing sharply.

'What?'

'You really should be resting,' he said, offering her one of his servos.

'I'm tired of resting.' she said, avoiding his blue eyes. 'Bee ran his finger down the front of her chassis, then lay his palm over her spark chamber, feeling it - and the extra pulse - residing there. She took his hand and was immediately drawn into his embrace. 'Why you still here, anyways?'

'Wanted to be here with you,' he said, nuzzling her neck. He nudged her shoulder plates with a playful bump then arched over her, holding his mate so she didn't fall. Genesis squeaked loudly and gave him a playful slap over the shoulder.

'You're worse than the humans.' she said, wrapping her arms around the yellow and black mecha's neck. In response he released the pins keeping his battle mask up and he butted her again with it down.

'I love you.' he groaned, the 'words' formed by low sighs created by his joints. It was quickly followed by a sound clip from his huge personal sound file library, where Forest copied his future principal's perverted grunting.

Genesis broke into hysterical laughter. The two shared complicated histories, both riddled with chaos. Although 'Bee and Genesis adored each other, their appreciation for each other was far from ordinary. How could it be? She had shared her spark energy with 'Bee to save his life, and many had finally come to terms that the reason why they had bonded so soon after meeting was for many, complicated reasons.

For one, Genesis carried the first spark fracture, or rather, 'sparkling', anyone on Cybertron had ever encountered. Anyone. While there were many rumours among the humans who frequented the Island Nest called home as to who may have caused the fracture, none of the rumours were true. Bumblebee, as the saying went, didn't have the existing equipment to 'cause' Genesis' condition. The femme had remained tight lipped about the whole situation. As for the few humans Bumblebee and Genesis allied themselves with- it was alarming enough surviving Megatron and the Fallen, never mind knowing that the rouge femme could reproduce when it was clear the All Spark had been Cybertron's soul reason for existing. No amount of prodding or lecturing had loosened Genesis' facts on the situation. Finally everyone had let it be, Ratchet reluctantly accepting that he was dealing with unknowns.

There were so many unknowns surrounding Genesis.

It had been hard to suddenly explain Bee's long absences to Sam and Mikaela after Egypt. Why he was so obsessed with her. Even harder to explain that Genesis had been found among the bodies of the Primes when the Matrix had been found. Then ... Then there was Bumblebee's story of him being attacked by some dark entity hell bent on stripping 'him of his entire life force, never mind his spark. He said the aspect of himself that existed in Primus' hands and would have re-joined the God in the well of All Sparks had been threatened. It had been almost impossible to explain why 'Bee and the then unknown Genesis had been locked in mid-spark merge, Bee unable to say a single word as he damn near screamed with release as he overloaded in front of the curious humans. He rarely brought up the moment and would have been horrified has he not known that Genesis was attempting to jump start his systems with her own power core.

He had heard something in the chamber of the Primes. Fearing it another lurking Decepticon, he had wandered over, weapon powered up. Next thing he knew he had felt himself separated into two halves, as if his reality had shifted from the physical to another, unseen world. He had fought the shadows seeping over him. It had been like the worst nightmares he had seen in battle, only he was losing and couldn't connect with the creatures after him in his split reality. He had been on the verge of falling over an abyss, being dragged by... By... SOMETHING. He had no words to describe the pure terror he had felt and he thought he had felt it all as a soldier.

Then suddenly he had been grabbed by a stranger. There'd been whispers of comfort, hands gripping him on one level while what felt like the Wrath of Unicron himself bringing the force of the pit up against the creatures attempting to hijack the Autobot. Bumblebee had felt his physical body slowly separate and loud swearing in both a strange human tongue and Cybertronian had rung out in the tomb. Then his split reality became one again as she had almost shoved him back into his body. When the separation threatened to reoccur and his spark slowly faded within his physical body, he had felt a bright light, warm and inviting. Next thing he knew he was screaming into reality. How Sam and Mikaela had blushed when they realized what they had witnessed. If they had been embarrassed by Ratchet's comment on mating, Bee had been truly humiliated being caught red servoed with Genesis' hands up his chassis.

Then he had to explain everything to the pair, then his superiors and then to members of the NEST team, a topic he couldn't comprehend himself.

Luckily no one was there to witness 'Bee doing the exact same thing to Genesis at that moment.

'Been a while,' the yellow and black mecha mumbled. Bee lifted his bar-eyed mask and snapped it back into place over his head. Genesis was smiling, tracing the Autobot's cheek plates and chin with a single servo.

'Yeah. We've.. Well you've been so preoccupied with Optimus and the others,' she said. 'Prepping for whatever chaos the 'Cons have for you.' Her voice trailed off as she spoke and dropped the clean cloth she was still holding. She pulled the yellow and black mecha closer. 'Bee already had his fingers teasing away her spark chamber's access door. That had been the start of their relationship. Several Earth Orbits later and they still couldn't keep their paws off each other. It was because of their forced bonding and 'Bee swore he never regretted it.

He stroked Genesis' spark chamber gently and positioned himself above her, using the wall beside them to brace their activities. He was mounting her in a matter of moments, the two of them eagerly pawing at each other's chest plates.

When they had first found her, it had been clear the femme was Cybertronian. She was unusual in several aspects. For one, not only could she scan and save more alt forms than anyone Ratchet had met in vorns, but her alt forms could also consist of organic materials, her systems accurately constructing and not just MIMICKING things such as hair, nails and claws. Her form had stumped Ratchet, who had seen advanced Pretender schematics as Head Medical Officer on Cybertron, but nothing like Genesis.

'Bee grunted at the memory, easily sliding his spark into his mate's. There was a bright flash and tendrils of light crawled out from their union. Bee was doing what he could to keep himself upright. He groaned loudly, blue eyes closed tight as he felt his systems stimulated by her invading energies. It was several years after 'Bee had been bought by Sam. The two were still close companions though, regrettably, he had still been barred from following the young human to college. The US government had laid off the Autobots and the Decepticons ... It appeared they had gone into hiding for a while. As to where he didn't know. One in a while there'd been reports of Barricade and Scorpinok, but nothing confirmed.

Genesis sensed 'Bee's tension as he thought and sent a pulse through their merged link. The sensation was fluid, comforting and erotic. 'Bee's response was immediate and arched over his mate, whimpering in her ear. Every so often a gasp would rise from him, followed by a shudder. 'Bee held her hips, caressing her stomach and knees. She reciprocated by letting him seek her mouth, her throat - anything that he could get his hands on. The Autobot had learned much about Genesis yet he still knew little about her. He didn't know where she came from except that she had been on earth almost as long as Cybertron had existed. Oddly, she had been clueless about many of humanity's creations, such as the World Wide Web and satellites. She had taken an instant adoration to the human's Internet and had started experimenting on 'bee some of the things she learned about humans, from music to, oddly, Mating habits. She reminded him of a feral neutral. A beautiful neutral but one who needed to be treated in such a way to prevent being bitten. 'Bee took one of the lessons from his own book and applied it to his mate, kissing her with such exuberance that she almost slipped from her precarious perch beneath her mate. She rose, teasing his mouth derma, seeking his mouth's warmth. This was their love making. This was as direct as they got. No waiting, no begging, passionate and often, a little too loud. The Autobot could make the sensations linger for hours if the pair of them had the patience, but this was, in part, what drew Genesis to protecting and adoring her mate. It was is spontaneous moods and bright way of handling things.

'Bee came to release first, a desperate panting escaping his vocal processor as excitement overcame his frame. He did what he could to hold back, aching to see his mate was pleasured before he but by then it was too late. An impressive flash filled the room when he finally overloaded, and he planted his fists beside Rave as he ground his spark deeper into that of his mate's. The action made her grimace. Not out of pain but out of the added stimulation. He could feel her energy tighten around his as she threw her head back, clicking randomly in her attempts to form coherent words. Her gasps became Bumblebee's name cried out repetitively and 'Bee continued with his mouth play. Her throat, her audio sensors. The ridges that ran down her neck, over her chest and across her solar plexus. His hands sought her sides, her chest and traced the row of delicate sensors running down her stomach to her groin. He held his mate close as he continued to explore her, eager to feel her clutch him as she cried out. It was times like these that he could ignore the war and simply let himself feel happy.

'The floor.'

'Bee smiled at his mate's whispered gasp, her panting following him down as he positioned himself above her a second time. Her head was cradled in one of his large hands, giving him ample room to stroke her throat. Moments later he felt her spark's energy tighten again around his and she gasped loudly. The rippling pulse from her stimulated his own spark further and the pair ended up groaning as one unit, their minds, emotions and existence fusing as one entity. It sounded cliche, but they became one creation, was-Genesis finally welding with was-Bumblebee, their thoughts for an instant creating a new creature. A bright release of energy exploded from them, making the room appear it was filled with unobscured sunlight. It lingered for several seconds before it faded, leaving the mated pair rest against each other, utterly exhausted.

'Lets hope nobody heard that.' Bumblebee muttered absentmindedly. Genesis grinned widely and held the Autobot's head with one hand.

'If they did, you can always tell them you left the tv on the Playboy channel on. Recording clips, don't chy'a know.'

A huff rose from the Yellow and Black Autobot. 'It didn't work last time.'

'Considering it was on your supposed patrol duty? I shouldn't be surprised.'

Bumblebee huffed again. He dragged the front of his face up over his mate's belly before rising, carefully closing his spark chamber before he got to his peds. Genesis did the same, grabbing her mate's offered hand as she double checked that her own chamber door was secure.

'Not my fault you forgot Optimus wanted me to report on the hour,' he said teasingly. 'Should have kept the comm line closed.'

Genesis did an eye roll that looked remarkably like Mikaela after talking to Sam over a particularly frustrating subject. 'Bee chuckled, then returned to his data card.

Primus.. He couldn't remember being so happy!