A/N: And now the big reveal (sort of.) By the first line of this you should know who's dead, although I won't say it explicitly until the next chap.
Stage Four: Depression
After the death of her teammate, she goes through her days in a haze of sorrow and self-blame. Meals are forgotten while she is in the throes of another bout of guilt-tripping herself over her teammate's death. Sleep is a distant memory while she is struggling with the could-have-should-have-would-have-beens. However, in spite of her lost weight and sleep, during the day she still gets by and directs the remnants of her team the best she can.
At night, though, Bumblebee locks herself in the training room and as she trains she alternates between screaming with self-hatred and crying with grief.
A/N: I have but one thing to say to you all who may be coming at me with pitchforks… I'm sorry. (Especially to you, RFE! You suspected all along, didn't you?)
Thanks for reading. Final stage up tomorrow!
~Guardy