"There-must be-something we can do... I can't lose-you again." I look down at my hands after telling Bee what happened.

"I know... but there really isn't anything we can do. I just... need to be careful so it can lower my chances of... you know..." It pains me to see him so sad. I place my right metallic hand on his face plate, while looking at his electric blue eyes.

"We'll get through this together okay. I told you before, you can't get rid of me that easily." I lean in and place a kiss on his forehead before smiling sadly at him. He looks away from me before putting me down onto the ground.

"Should we-go tell-Lennox?"

"I already did... We decided it would be best for me to leave N.E.S.T for awhile." His face sadden as he makes a few whirls and beeps.

"So we won't-be able to-see each other?" I sigh and shake my head. He may be older than he looks but there are his moments when he acts like a child.

"It's not like I'm gone forever. Lennox found me a place to stay that's close to the base. We can still see each other." He whirls sadly and covers his eyes. "Come on, don't do that Bee..." I twirl my pendent between my fingers. "Bee... let's go out... we need some time to take in this information." He looks at me beeping a reply before transforming back into a Chevy Camaro. I smile when he opens the passenger side letting me in and driving out of the base. I sit in my seat staring at my right hand with sad eyes.

'I'm sorry Bee... I didn't want things to end up this way...' I look up from my hand and stare at the radio before looking outside.

"Katana..."

"Hmm." I turn around and look at the radio.

"...Never mind..." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, opening my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. I close my mouth putting my head on the dash and began to silently cry. The the seat belt tightens around me in a comforting way. The radio goes crazy before playing one of my favorite songs making my head go up and smile.

"You always know how to make me smile, Bee." I begin to hum along with the song enjoying the moment before we head back to base. When we got back, everyone made a circle around us with sad smiles on their faces and a farewell banner hanging from the railings. Tears threaten to spill from my eyes as I look at the small decorations that littered the area.

"Lennox told us what happened. We couldn't just let our little sister leave without a proper good bye." Epps says walking over to me with a small smile.

"Thank you, but I'm not gonna be gone forever you know, but I appreciate this... thank you... all of you." I say as I let the tears roll down my face. For the rest of the night, memories and laughter were exchanged between every one.

"Katana." I turn around and look up at Que. "I have a prototype I'd like to give you as a farewell present." He hands me a human sized sword covered in Cybertronian symbols along with the Autobot insignia on the handle. I keep inspecting the sword noticing my name printed on the side of the blade in bold Cybertronian letters. "I modified your old katana sword so you can transport it anywhere you go. Think of it as a miniature version of the one Optimus carries." I smile up at him before looking down at the sword.

'My old katana...'

"Thank you Que." He nods his head before walking over to Ironhide with an enthusiastic voice. As the night comes to an end, me and Bee sit on the roof of the base looking as the stary night sky changes into the bright colors of dawn.

"I love you Bumblebee... with all my heart."

~~~time skip~~~

*knock knock knock*

I turn around in my bed in my new apartment waiting for the persistent knocking to go away. I groan as I roll onto my back looking at my ceiling before sitting up.

"Who is it!" I stretch my arms before scratching my belly as I wait for a response.

"Kat it's Carly, if you don't hurry up we're gonna be late." My eyes widen as I quickly stumble out of bed, running around getting ready.

"Carly why didn't you just come in and wake my ass up. You and Sam have a key to my apartment." I say opening the door and locking it behind me.

"I know but Sam has it." I groan as we take the elevator down and into the parking lot where my new car awaits.

"I can't thank you enough for helping me out and getting me a job." I open the door and wait for her to climb inside before we head off.

"No problem. Your family. Oh and before I forget," She looks in her purse pulling out a strange looking cloth, "I went to the N.E.S.T. base earlier to get this for you." I take the cloth into my right hand and it immediately molded onto my metal fingers creating a layer of tan skin. I wave my hand for a few moments before placing the cloth on the rest of my exposed metal parts.

"Thank you Carly. I honestly forgot to pick this up yesterday when I was visiting." She smiles softly at me before putting on her seat belt.

"You're welcome. Now lets hurry or we're going to be late."

"Right, sorry." I say turning on the engine and driving us to work.

"You ready for your first day Katana? "

"Yeah. I really appreciate you doing this for me. I heard that Sam is job hunting again to day. " I pull into the parking lot of the building before getting out with Carly and walking to the building.

"Yeah he is. Poor baby can't find one but I managed to get a good word for him in one of his interviews."

"It's a good thing he has you. " We walk through the doors and head toward her bosses office. "I still remember the day Sam and I met you. "

~~~Flashback~~~

"Thank you both for everything you've done. " Sam and I take turns shake the president's hand after receiving our metals. We turn around to leave and Sam looks at me with a goofy grin on his face.

"That's the coolest thing that ever happened to me."

"I thought meeting an alien race was the coolest thing that happened to you?" I say quirking an eyebrow. We walk out of the room to meet up with Judy and Ron. Sam picks up his medal and shows his parents with so much enthusiasm.

"What the fuck!" Sam whispered. Judy places her hands on her mouth happy for the both of us. Ron comes up to me and places a hand on my shoulder with a huge grin on his face.

"Good job kid. Your mom would be proud of you." I give him a small smile looking down at the medal in my hands.

"Thank you Uncle Ron." We continue to walk out of the building making varies twists and turns. We eventually make it to the main entrance area when Sam and his mom are having a discussion about the medal.

"No, you don't wear it. See, you've gotta... The box." Judy says examining the box. Sam then tries to put it on, but he couldn't since the strap was small.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to." I laugh as I walk past Sam, tapping his shoulder lightly.

"Your enjoying my suffering aren't you?" He looks at me with a plain expression.

"Lighten up Sammy, she's just as excited as you are. Just... In a different way." We both look over to her as she stares at the box lovingly.

"What a gorgeous box." She then walks past a beautiful woman with blonde hair and black squared glasses. I look over at Sam, catching him starring at the female. I'm not gonna lie she is gorgeous. She then turns around and looks directly at us, eyeing Sam up and down. I bump my shoulder with his to catch his attention. When he turns around to look at me, I smile widely.

"What's that smile for?" He asks.

"Go get her." I say bluntly. Sam is shocked for a moment before nodding and heading over to her. He holds up his hand like a gun with the medal on his pointer finger and aims it at her before pretending to shoot at her. I smile as I stand to the side and watch the scene unfold in the room.

"Oh, yeah. My medal. You know gave that to me?" He says showing it of to her. She smiles widely before responding sweetly.

"Who?"

"POTUS." Sam says in return. She nods slightly.

"Oh."

"President of the United States." He slings the medal on to his shoulder and begins to lean on a small table with a crystal lamp on top. I notice the table slowly leaning to the side do to Sam's weight.

"Sam the tabl-"

CRASH

"Too late." I go over to Sam and the woman to help clean up the shards of glass hoping we don't have to pay for it or anything.

~~~End Flashback~~~

I smile at the fond memory. We stop in front of a white door labeled 'Dylan Gould'. I run my hands on my skin tight white work dress taking out all the creases. I hope I can get this job. I smile at Carly before knocking on the door.

"Come in." I sigh before opening and closing the door behind me, standing up straight with my hands in front of me.

"Ah, you must be Katana, am I right. I'm Dylan Gould." He says looking up from his paper work. "Please, sit down." I walk over to one of the chairs and sit directly in front of him.

"Carly has told me a lot about you and your cousin."

"All good things I hope." He smiles widely before looking me up and down making me shift uncomfortably. He looks back down to his papers before speaking.

"I see you severed in the military for a few years and that you were recently discharged. May I ask why?"

"I wanted to settle down and try to live a somewhat normal life." I partially lie. He nods before puting the papers to the side and smiling at me.

"Alright you got the job." I sit there dumbfound. How did I get the job if he only asked me one question that had nothing to do with me wanting this job. I quickly cover up my shock with a small smile.

"Thank you so much sir, I won't let you down." We both stand up and shake hands before leaving the room.

"No need to thank me. Your family now so no need for formalities just call me Dylan." We continue to walk until we stop in front of a crystal desk where Carly sits organizing some paper work. "You'll be working with Carly. She'll tell you how we run things around here." He grabs my right hand and brings it up to his lips, giving my knuckles a gently kiss. When he pulls away I bring my hand behind me, trying to hid it.

"I'll see you two ladies at the meeting." With that he leaves. I turn around and face Carly with a huge smile plastered across my face.

"I'm guessing you got the job?" Carly says smiling. I smile back at her as I sit in the empty seat taking some of the paper work from her side of the desk.

"This reminds me of my first two years at N.E.S.T." I whisper to Carly.

"That's right. I remember you telling me that." I lift up the pen and begin to fill out the papers while Carly began to brainstorm ideas for the upcoming event.

~~~time skip~~~

It's been a couple weeks since I started working with Carly and boy those weeks were surely interesting. Whenever I would see Dylan I would always catching him staring at me with a smirk spread across his face, and every now and then he calls me his 'goddess'. I wouldn't mind the pet names if we were a item but we're not. And I can't let Bee know or he'll blow a casket. I sigh as I straighten out some papers handing them to Carly to make sure everything g is in order.

"Carly! Kat!" I turn around and see Sam in is suit walking straight at us with a smile on his face. Carly jogs up to Sam happily as I walk at a slow and steady pace. I still can't figure out how she manages to jog in these thin heels.

"You got the job?" She asks as she hugs him.

"This is crazy." He hugs her back. I walk up to Sam and hug him when he separates from his girl.

"You really got it?"

"Yes."

"Good job Sammy." He pouts before letting me go and pushes me playfully.

"Stop that. I'm not a kid anymore. You see this, you see this I got my big boy pants on." I chuckle lightly rolling my eyes in the process.

"See, what I tell you? It's the bunny?" Carly says with a huge smile.

"A bunny?" I raise an eyebrow towards them only to be ignored.

"Do you like me more?"

"A little bit, yeah?" Sam then looks around at the collection of cars that are in the room.

"When you said you to were his assistant curator, you didn't say this guy owns Space Mountain."

"I thought I did." I say messing around.

"I know. Isn't it beautiful in here? And he's the coolest guy. Ever." I look to the side seeing Dylan walking towards us.

"I wouldn't say coolest guy but sure why not." I place my hands in front of me as Dylan gets closer.

"Sam. Dylan Gould." He sticks his hand out for Sam to shake. Sam hesitates before shaking his hand.

"Hey. A pleasure to meet you." They pull away and yet again, Dylan looks at me up and down like a predator to a pray.

"Pleasure meeting you. Carly's told me a lot about you." He begins to walk away before turning around to face us again.

"Well, vice versa. It's beautiful building you got. It's like the Starship Enterprise in here." I stand off to the side listening to their conversation.

"Thank you very much. It leaks. Before Carly and Katana came to help run the collection, it was just a complete mess. But now, the restorations are back on track. We're going to Pebble Beach this year, and we're gonna get a trophy for that stand right there." He points oft to the side where a pearl white table holds all of his trophies including one I helped him win recently. "You know why? Because these women right here are my secret weapons." Carly blushes lightly before looking down at her feet from the complement. I just stand there trying my best to not scrunch up my face in disgust.

"Okay." Sam looks at both of us before looking at my uncomfortable form.

"Mr. Gould, please, you exaggerate. All we've done is get you organized." Carly says crossing her arms.

"You've both done more than that, my Duchess and Goddess." I look at Sam from the corner of my eye seeing his face turn to jealousy.

"Nicknames, That's fun." He looks at Carly like he's not affected by Dylan's pet name for Carly. Thanks for caring about me Sam.

"Yeah. The Duchess and Goddess. They're both adorable." I frown but quickly cover it up with a smile. I hate it when people called me adorable or cute. Especially people like Dylan. I don't like him but this job pays good money. I block out the rest of the conversation as I look at Dylan from the corner of my eye trying to figure him out. He's always staring at me, and it's not the typical eye candy stare, more like I know your secret kind of stare. He begins to walk towards one of the cars on display flaunting his collection.

"Take a look at this 1939 Delahaye 165 Cabriolet. Designed by a Frenchman." Carly and I stand next to each other in front of the car. "Look at the curves. Elegant, isn't it? Beautiful. Sensual." He stops on the other side of the car staring at both of us. "Built to evoke the body of the ideal woman." Sam looks at us with a disapproving facial expression. Dylan then walks out of the room leading us to the rest of his collection talking about his family business. When we enter the room Sam quickly takes notice of the pictures on the wall, specifically the recent one were Dylan has his arm warped around my waist. That day was when I told him I had a boyfriend and yet nothing has changed.

"You guys look great." Sam turns around with a distressed look on his face and walks a few feet away from the pictures. While Carly and Dylan look at the pictures I walk up to Sam placing my hand on his shoulder.

"Breathe Sam, Breathe." I whisper to him. He looks at me with an upset face trying to keep his cool.

"I'm perfectly calm Kat. I don't need to breathe. Who needs to breathe, not me I'm fine." Sam begins to rant. I sigh rubbing circles on his shoulder blade. Something I used to do when we were kids to help him relax. He sighs before grabbing my hand and placing it by my side. "Thanks Kat. I needed that."

"Anything for family Sam." We eventually leave the building heading to our own cars. Sam looks back and sees Dylan walking outside watching us leave.

"Here we go. Here we go. You see that? Judgment. Judging a man by his car? And you're gonna wave at him while he's judging me?" I look at both of them not butting into they're conversation. I just say my good buys and get into my car, a 1971 Camaro, like when I first met Bee. God I miss him and the Autobots so much. I hop in the car, starting it and driving back home to rest off the events of to day.