Bumblebee woke up against Grimlock's chest. Grimlock looked peaceful as he slept, which made the warrior think of his old friend Bulkhead. He whined for his old team, but he had a new team now.

And a new mate, since he had not bothered to keep Grimlock from holding him. He was no longer playing games with the mech. He was ready to be someone's mate again.

He sat up and stretched. He had not felt this good since the days before and after The Great War. He readjusted Grimlock's arm, laying it where he had been instead of on him. Then he left his mate to sleep and dream.

Sideswipe and Strongarm were still gone, and Bumblebee wondered if they had finally offed themselves in another skirmish, or just due to being cuffed together. He'd hate to be the cause of anyone's demise, especially one that had been raised by him. He started to worry again.

Then Fixit announced that Strongarm and Sideswipe were nearby, and according to their vitals, calm and even a little bit excited.

Primus forbid!

Bumblebee's spark nearly stopped when Fixit told him that bit of information.

The Minicon went about babbling about something else, and Bumblebee wondered two things.

Did Onyx Prime ever want to just eat Minicronus Prime?

And then, What happened between Strongarm and Sideswipe?

He didn't have to wonder about the latter long. Sideswipe's red armor flashing in the sunlight caught Bumblebee's optic and he ran to Grimlock.

"Grimlock! Get up! Sideswipe and Strongarm are back," he said as he shook his mate.

Grimlock's blue optics opened and he looked over at Bumblebee for a minute. He slowly pushed himself to his pedes, letting the smaller mech pull him around while he slowly regained the senses of what was happening and where he was. Then he pulled his servo out of Bumblebee's to run at the two arrivals.

"SIDESWIPE!"

Sideswipe looked up from helping Strongarm. "Hey, guys."

"STRONGARM!"

"Hello, Grimlock. Hello, Bumblebee." She had learned to refer to him as Bumblebee and not his position in the Cybertronian PD.

Bumblebee looked them up and down. No new scratches, no new bruises, just evidence of obvious affection. Sideswipe grunted and slowly pulled his servo out of Strongarm's. The warrior raised an optic ridge.

"Back on Team Prime, relationships were encouraged," he said.

Strongarm, always eager for a story, focused immediately on Bumblebee, but she would get no story yet.

Bumblebee led his team back to camp, told Fixit they were back, then he sat down on his makeshift berth. Grimlock sat behind him and leaned forward until his chin rested on Bumblebee's helm. Strongarm stared in shock.

"Stopped playing around, then, huh, Bee?"

Bumblebee looked at Sideswipe, which meant that he had to turn his helm slightly to look him in the optics. Grimlock's helm turned with his. He made a confirming grunt, then looked back at Strongarm, who was seated in front of him.

She was fighting the fit of laughter, as was Sideswipe.

"Go ahead and laugh, Strongarm. I won't tell you how-"

That was all he had to say to get her attention.

He smiled. "You do love stories, don't you?"

"Tell us about Optimus!"

Sideswipe leaned against Strongarm, something that would never have happened without the little exercise Bumblebee had spontaneously come up with.

He shrugged a bit, letting Grimlock pull him into his lap. "Optimus was very supportive of relationships," he said again. If he wanted the team to be like Team Prime, he figured he had to treat them like Optimus treated Team Prime.

"Whenever he spotted a mech or femme fawning after another, he did what he could to get them together. Which is how I wound up with Smokescreen, or Destiny's Child as Arcee so fondly referred to him."

Strongarm laughed. "You were with Smokescreen!?"

Before Smokescreen left Iacon (and left Bumblebee in doing so), he had been a racer. A legal racer. He had his own track, too, and he and Bumblebee used to race on it in their free time. And then Smokescreen was called away to help with the new track Cybertronians were making. He wanted Bumblebee to come with, but he hadn't wanted to. The track was being built by a group of mechs that he didn't trust, and he begged Smokescreen not to go. But Smokescreen left in the middle of the night, leavng a note that said he had to go. His quiet officer life wasn't for him, Smokescreen had said. Bumblebee hadn't seen Smokescreen again.

But he smiled. "Yeah. He was a pain in the aft while we were together, but he got better as he grew up. But Optimus saw us as a perfect match, which meant Smokescreen talked enough for the both of us!"

Sideswipe laughed at that, his optics closing. He was picturing what Bumblebee was telling him, and it made his smile grow.

"We arrived on Cybertron together, but we ended up breaking apart. Optimus had taken full blame for it. Arcee figured it was because Smokescreen couldn't speak for me anymore and he lost his purpose, but I guess we'll never know. I haven't seen him in some time."

Grimlock hadn't even responded. He was still hugging his mate close and nuzzling his neck from time to time. Bumblebee leaned his helm away from him so the mech could continue and he smiled, his optics closing.

"What happened then?" Strongarm asked.

"Unicron came to Cybertron and relationships were on the bottom of the list of things to worry about. Then Optimus sacraficed himself for you two and others to be reborn."

Strongarm smiled and her optics started to brighten. Before she could ask anything, Sideswipe tugged her to her pedes.

"Time for bed."

She didn't even groan like the way she had when Bumblebee said time for bed. He watched in amazement as the pair walked off to Sideswipe's section of the junkyard.

Then he looked up at Grimlock's grinning face.

"What's so funny, Grimlock?"

"You didn't uncuff them."

Bumblebee's optics widened and he looked back at the two teenagers. Sure enough, they were still cuffed. "Wow," he managed.

Grimlock laid him down on his belly and he settled beside him, nuzzling his helm under Bumblebee's arm. "You're a good leader."

"Thanks, Grimlock," he purred and he wrapped his arms around the bigger mech.

Sideswipe and Strongarm slept soundly.

And so did Bumblebee.

Yeeeeeees! Yes! I love how it turned out! Yes!

Hope you guys love it, too X3

It was really fun, and now I'm looking for new ideas.

I'm trying to come up with my own, but yours are sooooo much better!

Waiting eagerly for opinions!

-Prime627