Disclaimer for readers: This is (eventual) Sam/Bumblebee slash. If you don't like that pairing then this fic isn't for you. Granted I don't really mind flamers but eh…just trying to give you a heads up here. Also there will be mild violence (such as cutting and robot carnage) to be sure

Copy right disclaimer: I own very few things. The characters and "world" represented in this fanfiction are not one of them.

Song lyrics from: M.Y.M.P. - Tell Me Where It Hurts Lyrics, and Baizura Ning : You Promised But You Lied.

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Where we last left off:

Two seconds later he regretted that lightness. Judy Witwickys' scream dropped his spark down so far and so quickly, that it felt like his own treads where crushing it as they peeled away.

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Optimus Prime had seen better days. His processor was overloaded with so many possible Decepticon plots that he wished he was just paranoid. It had been a quiet three earth months. Apart from Barricade joining their ranks there was little else good news, if that even qualified. In fact there was little news at all. Good or Bad. Which usually looped back to bad news in Primes mind.

Barricade. Now that one was a surprise. Why the former deception would ever want to help their cause was beyond him. Had he not illustrated just how little humanity meant to him when he went after Sam? Speaking of the young earthling, the Decepticon seemed to have far fewer reasons to offer help then the human did. Sam had no spark and yet he had done more for their cause then many a loyal Autobot.

Primes processors continued to whirl as he reflected further on the man the boy had become since his near death sacrifice. There was no small data bank on the complications the human had suffered after the event. Doctors, psychologists, and medbots alike, had all grown tired of seeing his slender form in their waiting rooms. The Autobot leader suspected the human doctors, had in fact, been the ones who drew the long stick in the stack of issues that came up after the latest battle.

Optimus hadn't even had a clue about the full extent of the situation with Sams' health until Bumblebee hailed him on an emergency frequency weeks earlier. They had allowed some time before becoming concerned but when the boys new data absorption capabilities still hadn't dimmed from touching the spark shard…well they didn't even know if they had the full list of possible consequences. Even sleeping a good ten earth hours wouldn't give the human enough to purge and organize the amount of information he processed daily. Currently he showed signs of nothing much more serious then depression, but given human anatomy it was only a matter of time until the build up caught up with his savoir.

To make matters worse they weren't sure exactly what would happen or how to treat it. The typically sleep deprived human suffered fatigue, loss of libido, loss of strength, loss of concentration, hallucinations, body aches, dizziness, nausea, and mood swings in the short term. However, if the data load persisted the long term risk list included high blood pressure, heart attack, heart failure, stroke, obesity, depression, mode disorders, ADD, and poor general living quality. Whatever humans meant by that.

On top of that, humans generally had a hard time processing death and pain, even long after they had fully developed. Primes only relief from this thought was the support and companionship Bumblebee and Mikaela had offered the boy. Along with his family Optimus believed in his core that Sam could eventually hurtle such obstacles.

A loud bee interrupted his contemplations and Optimus accessed the radio incoming after assessing it as a hail from his most renown medical officer.

"Optimus it appears we have a problem. I do not know the full extent of the situation or the level of damage, but Bumblebee is bringing Sam to base ASAP"

"Do we know if this involves a health issue or a Decepticon attack," Optimus inquired.

"Negative, but I do know Bumblebee had some trouble with a human medical unit so a health issue is more probable. I must prepare my medical bay for human import. I've told you all I know, Rachet out."

After attempting, and failing, to link up with Bumblebee Optimus issued an order for the other Autobots to be alert and prepared for possible combat. The Autobot took a large drag of air through his cooling systems as he stalked off, resigning himself to his current fate.

As he walked to the medical bay he checked on the whereabouts of Mrs and Mr. Witwicky. Finding the mother and son on their way he sent Swerve a despatch to pick up the missing Witwicky. He would have to steel himself for another conversation with the worried parents as he seemingly continued to put their spawn at risk.

As soon as Sam found awareness he wished he would lost it again. Almost immediately he could hear his mother crying and if the muted coarse sound of it had been any indication, she had been at it for awhile. Grateful that he didn't do anything to draw attention to his awareness, he continued to play the innocuous coma patient as he used his remaining senses to make out the rest of his audience. As his moms sobs dimmed to a low roar in the back of his mind, he could hear Bumblebees familiar knocks and whirls as his metal frame sought to sustain itself. He seemed close to his right side and that didn't surprise him in the least, he often felt that Bumblebee had always been with him since day one. Next he could make out a tapping noise…probably caused by his fathers impatient feet.

Oh man he was in such trouble now! He could hear the beeping of a heart monitor accelerate as he struggled to keep his awareness unknown. What was he going to tell them if they had discovered his little secret and why was he here? He had cut sparingly in the past and never did it accomplish anything besides help him ease up a little bit.

He fought off a groan as he realized just what factor in the equation had been changed this time. That spare shard of All Spark. As soon as the memory kicked in he felt pain flare in his right arm. The groan won the war then, and he felt like he could feel everyone's eyes snap to him.

A split second later his mom was grasping her arms tight around him, pressing on all his sore spots and causing him to scream out loud.

"Jeez Mom! Watch the arms, the Arm! Your killing me here mom! You know, bandage, hospital bed, ring a bell?"

Judy immediately paused the bone crushing hug and pulled back just long enough for Sam to feel REAL fear. Flipping out Judy style, she began to slap her son across the torso as though using the mild blows as punctuation. "Don't. Ever. Do that again. Or so help me Samuel you will be using your pony sippy cup for the rest of your life! Dieing saving giant robots is one thing mister, but-"

Rachet and Bumblebee looked on in shock as Ron sprung up and hugged his wives arm behind her back, anxious to stop her from doing any real damage. "Judy please! Come on honey lets give him some time with the doctor." Everyone watched dumbfounded as his dad continued his attempt to corral the now cursing Judy out medical bay 1.

Sam about sighed in relief as his mom was dragged though the double doors. That is until he got a good look at his dads purpling face.

"You, Samuel James Witwicky, are in some serious trouble. And you are grounded forever. And you have double chores!"

Sam, getting used to the vocalization, groaned again as his face flushed. Covering his face with his good arm he tried to sink as low in the converted military cot as he could. "Why does this stuff always happen to me…".

Having sufficiently recovered from his patient being attacked under his direct supervision Rachet cleared his vocalizer. "Well young man, with all do respected it could have been much, much worse. Had they not delivered you to me you could have…"

Sam seemed to choke on his words for a moment. "I could have what? Died! Oh geeze Rachet, thanks for the concern. But really, its not like you and Optimus ever had a problem putting the world on my shoulders and sending me to my death. Actually I don't recall you being there the last time I died."

Silence fell and stayed down for a short while as the bots processed his words, both reacting differently. Bumblebee seemed to utter a soft, hurt, mechanical whine before closing off and turning his head away. Decidedly staying put despite the harsh words. Rachet however, puffed his chest out, and prepared to flee with dignity. The parents the Medbot could handle, but an abnormal teen with data absorption problems? No thank you.

"That's is very unfair of you…I, I can see you hurt Bumblebee. Now excuse me for a short while, I need to go retrieve some more equipment from the marine side medical bay to further assess your condition." Turning towards Bumblebee the Medbot added, "see that my patient says put soldier". Without further ado the irate medical bot marched from the room, leaving the awkward confrontation to unfold between two friends.

After a clumsy moment Bumblebees radio slowly dialled in on a song from Stretch. "Why did you do it? Why did you do that thing to me? The only one who knows the truth, Man it's him, me, and you".

Sam wanted to be angry and make him go away too but the look in Bees' face froze his animosity in place. He looked so lost and so hurt that Sam had to bite his tongue to keep from crying.

"I didn't mean for this to happen…,"Sam started and stopped. "Please Bee.. I would never lie to you, you've always been there for man, why would I lie to you"? Bee seemed to shudder inwardly and Sam held his breath for a long moment as his Autobot gathered himself.

Just as Sam began to feel faint for lack of air Bees radio pitched out a low, crowning tune, "Maybe I need a little love, for you it's just a game you play...Cause you...For once you promised me but then you lied. You say...you'll never ever leave and let love die."

Sams' insides clenched and he reached out with his bad arm, trying to grasp Bees face and force the Autobots optics to face his. Bees face turned and the sick feeling spread to his heart. His friend had always been so strong … except for when it came to him. It was different with Bee then with anybody else. His friends and family always seemed to cut him down and deride his reasoning when it came to things like this. But with Bee… he knew that the Autobot would never judge him and seeing the bot turning the event in on himself finally released him into tears.

"Bee…I'm so sorry. So sorry. I never meant…Its not your fault. I don't do that often, usually it just makes things seem better. I never thought this would happen and I didn't tell you because I didn't even really plan on doing it again, this time…please Bee…I didn't mean it like that. I didn't mean to die".

It was only at this worst-state that Bee could finally bring himself to adjust his optics upon Sam. The charge he had failed. Again. The friend. His most important person. Staring at him now, Bee knew he couldn't survive losing him and the anger that masked his own pain seemed to drown underneath the boys facial lubricant. Really, human beings looked so silly when they did that. Silly, but kind of…beautiful? The Autobot was so enthralled that he almost missed what his human said next.

"Please Bee…please forgive me, I feel like you're the only person…being… that I cant lose anymore." Sam did look truly sorry and the bots spark seemed to shrug off the last of its indignation as he viewed his wet, rumbled appearance. Casting about for something to play Bumble wrapped a figure comfortingly around the boy.

"Why don't you tell me where it hurts now, baby… and I'll do my best to make it better. Yes, I'll do my best to make those tears all go away

Just tell me where it hurts now, tell me." Bumblebee seemed to pause for a moment before he concluded the sound clip, "Oh and if you let me stay

I'll love all of the hurt away".

Sams' heart jumped a little bit at the mention of love until his mind caught up with the fact Bee couldn't be overly selective about the songs he choose to play. "I don't know what to say. Everything's been hard for the last couple of years. Its just…cuttings almost normal if your a sad little kid like me Bee, I had no intention to do anything besides make it all go away for a while. Its like, the adrenaline is an old friend. With the war and then Mikaela…I just have been so tired of feeling like this... I know that makes me weak bee but I can't help but feeling I deserve more on the planet I've helped save then all this time… "

Bees optics dimmed almost imperceptibly in acceptance. Static heralded a new message that seemed to be bits and pieces of many smaller broadcasts cut off and pasted together. " My friend. My most precious friend. What you did was—abnormal for the species. Please My most precious friend—Promise you will never do it again? Okay? You've got too!"

Sam held Bumblebees optics in his gaze and was almost startled by the wealth of feelings and information he found in them. To the small Autobot it was as if the boy was taking a moment to decide. Truth was that Sam had already decided he would never do it again. What he was dwelling on was an old saying,-"a window to the soul". Sam didn't know if his friend had one like he had one, but given the Primes little visit he thought it was likely. If not, he did have a heart, or spark, that was bigger then that of anybody he had ever met, human or otherwise.

Manoeuvring the bots hand would've been impossible for Sam if the large appendage wasn't almost completely self propelled by his friend. As it was, bringing the large right arm to his own was still somewhat difficult to achieve.

Before the boy had much of a chance to answer the Autobot a loud pitching noise shattered the air as a heart monitor flat lined.

Rachet having heard the alerts rushed his way back to the medical bay completely unprepared for what he found.

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As recently stated-Please Review. This is my first story ever and after this the chapters will become hard for me. So please, fuel the fire.

Also as to THOSE WHO HAVE REVIEWED?

You took your precious time to make a very happy person. So heres a little bit of my time back to you. Roll call anyone?

pyra
Thanks pyra, I liked that too (giggles) I guess neither really know how they really feel…yet ^_^.

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Aw thanks, let me know how you like the next chapters then-Loved hearing from you ^_^

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lol, thanks for the compliment, trust me, I plan to shock you all with my premises.

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man I love those sweet words. Thanks for the praise, it does my spark good.

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