A/N: Yay! Almost 300 views and 12 reviews! I love all the support you guys are giving me. The more support the faster I'll come out with chapters. Also I actually gave this story a cover! The cover was drawn by me and it's my best shot at what I think Bumblebee looks like.
The second my eyes were open I was wide awake. It took me a second or two to remember where I was. What reminded me was Prime moving ever so slightly in his sleep. Immediately I moved to the other end of the couch without waking him.
No matter what the circumstances were it would never be appropriate to fall asleep while leaning against Prime. I shouldn't have been leaning against him in the first place. It's not like I was injured or anything like that. Prime is my commanding officer.
Letting out a silent sigh I look around the room. All of the lights were off except on at the end of the hallway. The light spilled into the room and I could easily see that Prime and I were the only people in the room.
I reached over to the small table in front of the couch and grabbed my phone off it. After checking the time I let out a frustrated sigh. It was 3:41 in the morning and I knew I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep anytime soon. Deciding to put my time to good use I start typing the answer to a question I knew would come up eventually: what was the last thing I could remember?
I remember that we had just arrived in Mission City and helping Ironhide protect the humans. As Starscream was attacking we lifted up a semi trailer so that it would take the missile instead of the humans.
Except it was a lot more powerful than we were expecting. Both of us were thrown back by the blast. I was thrown into a concrete wall as bits of shrapnel pelted me. After that I remember having trouble concentrating and details are fuzzy. I remember that my neck was causing me some trouble and I remember Sam encouraging me to get up. Mikaela came over with a tow truck and Sam was forced to leave with the cube. They tried to get Mikaela to leave too, and then there was some sort of explosion of light.
The next thing I remember after that was waking up as a human and not recognizing you.
I saved what I wrote and let out another silent sigh as I saw that it was only a little after four. Bored out of my mind I picked up the scorecard from the game of Yatzee and turned it over to the back. There was nothing on the back so I picked up the pencil lying on the table and started sketching randomly
I used my phone to quietly play music as I continued sketching. It wasn't until Prime sat up that I stopped. I fumbled with my phone a bit as I turned off the music but got it eventually.
"Bumblebee, why are you up? Did you have another nightmare?" I shook my head no. "Then why are you up?"
'Woke up and couldn't fall back asleep.' I didn't bother sending the text and just held the phone so he could see what I had typed.
"How long have you been up?" I quickly typed the number 30 and showed it to Prime. He nodded and was silent for a minute before speaking again. "So what have you been doing?"
'Sketching and listening to music.' Prime raised an eyebrow to this.
"Can I see what you drew?" I shrugged my shoulders as I handed the paper to him. It was more of a doodle rather than an actual drawing. I hadn't paid much attention to it as I was making it and wasn't entirely sure what I drew. "I like it."
I smiled as he said this but we quickly fell into an awkward silence. By now the room had been silent for a few minutes and not knowing how to continue the conversation felt worse than waiting for a bomb to blow up. I looked around the room even though I knew everything that was in it, just trying not to look at Prime.
"Bumblebee?" I forced myself to look at Prime even though I was worried that he was mad at me for some reason. "Can I ask you a question?" Slowly I nodded my head, curious as to what he wanted to know. "Why are you sitting on the other side of the couch?" I picked up my phone and started on my answer.
'When I woke up I realized it wasn't appropriate for me to have fallen asleep while leaning against you. You're my commanding officer. And I didn't want to accidently fall asleep on you again so I moved.' After I finished I passed my phone to Prime so he could read it. When he gave it back he had a slight frown.
"Do you just see me as your commanding officer?" I was confused at his question.
'Am I supposed to see you differently?' Prime let out a heavy sigh after he read this. Now I was completely confused and worried that I had really made him mad. 'Are you mad at me?' I showed this to him cautiously and he responded immediately.
"No. If I'm mad at anyone I'm mad at myself. When we found you in the rubble of the youth center I told Ratchet that I'd raise you as if you were my own. Obviously I wasn't there for you enough if you only see me as your commanding officer."
I didn't know how to respond to that. Never before had I thought about Prime being a second father to me. But thinking back on it he might bot have always been there but he was always there when I needed him. And I told him just that.
'You were always there when it mattered. You found me, you were the one who taught me how to transform. It was you who was first at my side after Tyger Pax. You were always there to help me get through my check-ups. And I thank you for all of that Prime.'
Prime broke out into a smile as he read what I wrote but I could still tell that he was slightly upset at something. I decided to leave it at that. Placing the sketch I had done on the table I scoot a little closer to Prime, glad for the warmth coming off him. He must have known that I was cold because I found his jacket being draped over my shoulders.
"You fell asleep as the movie was starting last night, do you want to watch it now?" I nod my head and Prime leaned forward, picked up the remote off the table and started the movie over.
When I jumped at just the music as the movie started out I began to wonder if it was a good thing that I had slept through it the first time around. Prime just let out a chuckle at this and I found myself scooting closer to him.
By the end of the movie I had buried my head against him several times and it was probably a good thing that I couldn't make a sound or else I would have woken the entire place up, several times. I was still shaking a little bit at the end of it but was happy they made it off the island. Pulling out my phone I quickly typed something and showed it to Prime.
"I agree Bumblebee, I agree." Prime said this while letting out a laugh.
"What do you agree with?" Both of us look over our shoulders to see Ratchet standing in the kitchen area, holding a mug.
"Bumblebee and I just finished watching Jurassic Park and he made the comment of; I hope no one ever clones Predacons." I smiled at Ratchet as he rolled his eyes.
"And why are you watching Jurassic Park this early in the morning?" Prime and I shared a sheepish look, knowing that we'd both get chewed out by the older man for having been up so early. However, Prime was the one who had to actually tell Ratchet.
"Bumblebee woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back asleep. He was actually up for thirty minutes before I woke up. We talked for a little bit and then I suggested that we watch the movie because I honestly thought that he'd fall asleep like the first time." Ratchet just shook his head as he started to fix something to go in his mug.
"Do not come complaining to me when you find yourself exhausted and sore." It was my turn to shake my head. "Oh you think it's not going to happen? I'm determined to get you supporting your own weight today and I guarantee you're going to be sore after that. And somewhat on that topic before turning into a human what was the last thing you remember?"
I let out a sigh and pulled out my phone. Pulling up what I had already written I attached it to texts to Ratchet and Prime. I swear I heard Ratchet mutter under his breath something that sounded like 'glitching tech wiz' but I couldn't quite be sure. As Ratchet read it over he nodded a couple of times.
"Well my guess is that when you were slammed backwards you ended up damaging some of the circuitry. Not fully disabling your legs but damaging you enough to not allow you to continue to use them. In human terms you managed to bruise you spinal cord making it really hard to stand up. You'll be fine so long as you try and actually get around."
I just nod my head anytime he stopped for a breath. As a doctor Ratchet was the best, but when it came to bed side manner and actually talking to other people he could be a real glitch head.
'So basically I just have to walk around and I'll be fine?' Ratchet looked slightly annoyed when he got my text but nodded.
"Yes and I'm not going to be there when you fall, nor am I going to fix you when you get hurt from falling." I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh.
"What about Bumblebee's neck?" Both Prime and I waited for Ratchet's answer.
"It sounds like a piece or two of shrapnel from the exploding semi trailer ended up embedded in your throat. Which leads me to the question of why you were holding the semi trailer in the first place." My shoulders sank as I rolled my eyes, I'd told him why already in my text.
'I told you that I was helping Ironhide. Why he did that I have no clue. He just yelled at me to help him so I did. Ask him why he did that.' When Ratchet received the text he immediately started grumbling about how stupid Ironhide could be, only in more colorful terms. Then I happened to catch the time on my phone. 'Hey Ratchet, why are you up so early?' He thankfully stopped grumbling.
"Early? I slept in today. It's nearly 6:45 now. I'm usually up around 6, no matter if I'm a human or a bot." I held my hands up to show that I had made a mistake in asking before texting Prime.
'No wonder he's always so grumpy.' This earned a laugh from the Prime and a suspicious glare from the medic.
"Bumblebee, would you be willing to talk about your nightmare?" I shuddered slightly as I remembered my nightmare but still nodded my head. It would be better for me to get this off my chest instead of keeping it bottled up.
'It was about when the military captured me.' I sent this to them and stopped to think about what exactly I wanted to tell them. Ratchet let out a low growl as he read my text while Prime simply placed a hand on my shoulder, silently supporting me, like he always did when I had a nightmare.
"You don't trust them very much, do you?" I shrug my shoulders.
'Captain Lennox, who came in is okay. He actually was supporting Sam when he was freeing me. It's the one called Simmons that I trust as far as I can throw him. Which right now is not very far. As for the rest of the military I'm not sure.' Sitting beside me Prime nods, understanding what I was saying. He gently rubs his hand up and down my back, meaning to be supportive.
Practically jumping off the couch as he does this, I suddenly find myself freaking out even though it's just Prime, Ratchet and I in the room. I take deep shuttering breaths as Ratchet is immediately by my side. My back felt weird but I started to calm down as I heard Ratchet saying something to me in a calming voice, for once. After I calmed down he turned towards Prime.
"I'm sorry, I should have said something before about not touching his back. Before I wasn't certain but now it's obvious that he's still not quite adjusted to the fact that he doesn't have doorwings anymore. Just avoid his back." As Ratchet said this I realized that I had, had the vague sense of something missing and now that I knew what it was it was going to bother me.
Of course it was then that Ratchet decided it would be a perfect time for me to start trying to walk again. Thankfully Prime helped me because no help was coming from Ratchet, but he was being very conscious about not touching my back. I wasn't sure how long I'd been listening to Ratchet bark at me about being stupid with Ironhide before he and Jazz actually came out of their rooms.
Shortly afterwards Sam and Mikaela came in through the front door with groceries for us. Unfortunately as soon as Mikaela saw that I was up and walking around, I could tell she was hatching some diabolical plan inside her mind. It wasn't until we were sitting down eating breakfast that she finally asked.
"So can I take Bumblebee out shopping for clothes?"
A/N: I feel Bumblebee's pain. I absolutely hate clothes shopping and I am terrified of Jurassic Park. I've seen the movie probably about ten times and it still scares the crap out of me. Did anybody catch the reference I made? And like I promised on the last chapter, it did not end with Bumblebee falling asleep. And now time to answer the reviews I got.
TransformersBeeFan: I really think after this chapter is when you need to say 'poor bee'. Shoping with Mikaela is not going to be fun for him. And I hope that I updated this soon enough for your liking.
Autobotgirl2234: I hope that my story is unusual in a good way.
Reader5265: I'm glad that you're loving the story so far. I really decided to do a lot of detail in this story as opposed to some of the other stories that I've done and I'm glad you love the 'family moments'. I always love dysfunctional families. And Ironhide might actually be the oldest but I've been watching way too much Transformers Prime lately where Ratchet is the old Grumpy Grandpa character. Also they pretty much only focus on Bumblebee and Prime as far as really giving them their own personalities. I already know how they were changed and I hope that you like what I have planned for it. As for the others reactions to themselves and each other might just end up in a later chapter, haven't decided yet.
Bumblebee seems to be getting a lot of pity from people... That's good because that was what I was going for! I'm also glad to hear that you like the fact that I kept Jazz in it. And I agree with you on the whole thing of Prime being like the only character that ever comes back to life. Well Prime, Megatron and on a couple of times; Bumblebee. But other than that the characters usually stay dead. And I hope that you don't complain about how long you had to wait for this chapter, it's not even 24 hours.
Dially: Glad that you enjoyed the chapter and you didn't have to wait very long for the next chapter.
That's pretty much it. Also I posted the sketch that Bumblebee did on my deviantArt account so if you want to check that out, I'm still Twackycat on there. And now I'm off to fall asleep watching Jurassic Park and hopefully not have nightmares from it or about having to go shopping with Mikaela. Until the next chapter.