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A/N: SORRY!!! I'm am RIDCULOUSLY sorry!! I totally posted the wrong story, the one I did is still in progress, look for it bout October. Called Incognito…

But here's the REAL Inferno…

Again, SOOOO SOOORRYY!!!

NEST headquarters' on a normal day is completely boring. Since Sam's been in a coma, it's been a little more.. Quiet than usual. Optimus pulled back into the base, seeing the bustle, he drove to the main hanger.

:What happened.:

:Why were you out of contact Prime?: Ironhides voice was deeper, rougher. Ironhide was worried about something. Which immediately put Optimus on edge. Ironhide was never worried. Scared yes, angry- almost always, worried, never.

:The President demanded it. Is Sam-?: The boy was the first thing that had come to mind. Only a death could have this many people on edge.

:No. Megatron.: Optimus immediately understood the worry in not just Ironhide, but all the Autobots that had now come into view. Transforming to biped mode, Optimus stood, the core Prime coding kicking into overdrive with readiness to lead.

"Optimus, thank goodness." Kara, one of the computer technicians exclaimed. She had a headset on and was translating transmissions. Ironhide, Sideswipe, the twins, Arcee and Ratchet were congregating around the hanger. All looked wary, for if Megatron tried to strike the base, looking for revenge, it would be swift, no matter what his numbers, the just didn't have the numbers with them.

Sunstreaker was over Russia, and racing back, Jolt and Hound were in Peru checking out a lead, Wheeljack was would be unable to withstand the fight in his current form and Prowl was on an ambassador mission, out of contact.

And Bumblebee. He could ask anything of Bee. Right now the young Bot was in pain. Pain Optimus understood, but smothered. His duties were more important.

But the pain. The pain was excruciating.

"Optimus, you better have a plan. We're going into lock down." Lennox was jogging up behind his left foot, Ironhide boosted up the human before he could make it to the ladder.

"Their ETA is 13:00 hours."

"Well let's get crackin' bitches" Mudflap stated.

Epps and Lennox looked at each other. "That's the most serious I've ever seen him."

"Gotta be a decoy."

Optimus shook his head. "Enough. What we need is-"

* * *

"So Sam. You will be ready." Sam breathed in. He realised he didn't need to breathe, considering he was in a coma, but it still was as calming as ever.

"You haven't told me what I'm supposed to do. I know why but I don't know how." The primes started to fade.

"You will in time. Now, climb out boy. Wake up." Sam was back in the dark.

"HOW!" he yelled at the darkness. He looked around at all the walls. Nothing.

Nothing but the darkness. The glowing blue orb was pulsing again, Sam didn't know how, but he could feel it's anxiety, it's worry. The orb continued to follow him throughout the darkness, until he ran into his walls, around those walls held pain, the sharp grinding pain of the burns. The orb hovered at his elbow, and stretched, engulfing Sam in the silver blue light, much like a hug.

Feeling embarrassed, Sam tried to shake it, but soon realised that the emotional warmth it gave him was much like a toddler with a safety blanket.

"But what the hell is it?" Or who, as the primes had nudged him to believe.

He had to get out. He had to get back, to Bee, to Mikaela, to Optimus. He had to help. "I will get out. I have to!" Sam pounded his fist's against the walls, the darkness quivered at his anger. The gateway that held pain creaked open and Sam cowered, waiting for the flood of pure agony that he had come to recognize.

None came.

Toeing outside the wall, Sam found that behind the wall was pain free, the scalding, searing pain was now a dull ache.

"I can do this." He looked at the light, it quivered and stopped, right on the line where the darkness began to fade.

It can't go where you need to Sam. The answer to the question that had been on the tip of his tongue flooded his mind. He continued to walk to the light.

* * *

Bee had gotten the recall message. Deceptions were en route to the base. Fear drilled into him as the image of Sam flashed through his mind, Sam who was still in a coma on base.

Sam who needed him.

Strapping Mikaela in he spun his wheel's and flung gravel every where as he sped out of the parking lot.

"Bee, BEE! Where are we going."

"Deceptions." The voice was scared and angry, the accented protector voice of Bee's almost scared Mikaela, except that her thoughts too turned to Sam.

"Bee, are we going to make it?" Bee's GPS switched on, a group of red dots were moving quickly towards the base, a yellow dot blipped up on the screen, moving significantly faster.

"We're the yellow dot?" Bee took the query as rhetorical and continued driving. Mikaela breathed in and let it out in little shudders.

Her gut instinct was the they would not win this fight. Her heart was telling her they had to. For the people of earth, for the baby, for the Autobots, and for Sam. Hearing a siren, Mikaela flipped around, expecting to see Barricade in his Alt form. To enslave and punish. She would never forget that first time she ever saw walking metal. Barricade running at them, tossing cars out of the way like they were ant's.

Much to her relief, it was a plain white cruiser, with two average looking cops inside. "Bee, roll down the window." Mikaela didn't want any civilians hurt by the eminent fight. And she had another feeling that this cop would follow them all the way to base. To their death, or severe injury.

"HEY!" She yelled out the window. Bee didn't slow and soon the gravel bouncing up was intolerable. "Bee, jeez, Optimus is going to be furious if we get arrested. I know I don't want to stew in a jail cell for the rest of my life."

"Tough Love!" Bee didn't even slow as Mikaela chewed a lip as Bee skidded into a turn and sped up. The red blips had sped up and also turned. The were on a straight-away to the base.

And they were still too far out.

And the cops were still following them, another two cruisers had joined in. Mikaela checked out the speed, but her attempt to see how fast they were going wasn't worth the effort. The gauge either didn't go that high or Bee didn't want her to worry again. Either way, all she could do was guess. That was something she didn't really want to think about.

All she wanted, needed to concentrate on would be how to protect Sam, after all that he had save her from, all that he had done for her. From pulling her off the moped, to grabbing her hand in the desert when they had ran for their lived to save Optimus, he had never said no, unlike any guy she had ever been with, Sam was the only one to accept her as his equal, never arm candy, never just the hot chick he used to make himself better. Never had he once hurt her, and apart from dying in Egypt, he had never done anything but love her.

And that's why he had to save him, and tell him about their own creation.

Her heart flew upwards thinking about being a mother. Sure, she had thought about having kids, Sam had once mentioned that when their life had quieted and they were no longer in danger every second of their lives, that he would like to settle down and have kids. At the time, they had been 18 and enjoying the benefits of being teens in love with summer warmth around them. It had been the summer before Sam had left for college. Mikaela felt a wave of relaxation consume her, as she basked in the warmth of the memory.

They would win. Her hand fell to cup her hard stomach, the minuscule bump would need her, and Sam.

* * *

Megatron and Starscream surveyed the area that Soundwave had dutifully sent them. The base was exactly where Soundwave had said. A year and a half of researching, scouring, the Boy had been untouchable due to the added security that had followed him.

And using the same trick twice was beneath the great leader.

His ever faithful followers trail beneath the two jets. By the end of the day, he would hold the vessel of the Spark. Prime would beg for mercy when he was done.

They landed highway miles off the base, and Megatron and Starscream transformed and landed on their feet.

"Leave nothing alive but the vessel." Megatron growled, the evil grin was pure confidence that this time, they wouldn't lose.

* * *

Mikaela and Bee saw the destruction the Depiction's had left in their wake, Bee speeding ever more somehow jig-jogged around them and was now in front of the destruction. He didn't slow as he approached the base gate, the locked down protocols preventing him from getting in. Sending a short EMP pulse, he crashed through the gate and rushed to the medical bay.

Sam. The most important person in his existence, the little fleshling that had brought him out a century worth of sorrow and pain. The silence that had came after the ambush by the Deceptions would be with him forever, and yet, because of one little human, one little human man, Bumblebee no longer felt the pain at ever move. He no longer felt fear on every mission.

He did fear that should Megatron get to Sam, in his current state, Sam would die. Coming to the Med Bay, he saw Mudflap and Skids on guard duty.

"Yo' Mr. Hornet. Was yous doing back, Eh? Primeo said that we wasn't to let ANYBODY in."

"Move it you pile of scrap metal." Mikaela cussed as she got out, and sprinted to the door. "Or I will personal remove every bolt from your heads and feed them to ya."

Bumblebee transformed behind her as she attempted to unlock the door.

"Allow me Mikaela." Bumblebee's actual voice made her jump. A fingertip opened as multiple metal prods emerged. The prods all plugged into the holes in the keypad area and the door opened.

"Guardianship rights." Mikaela was surprised to hear Bee's humour, but ignored it. They needed to get Sam and get out.

* * *

Prime knew that Bee had forced entry, and the Twins as good battle bots they were, informed him that they were going to evacuate Sam.

"They can't, in his present condition. He'll die!" Ratchet yelled, as he hacked the conversation.

"If our information is correct, Ratchet, he'll die either way with Megatron coming." Optimus' spark ached, sending the message that he had save to primus. Help him, don't let him die! Ratchet grunted and left. Most likely to stop Bumblebee.

:Ratchet, come back. You are needed in this dicussion.:

:….:

:Ratchet, this is a Primal order! Come back!:

:Sam's waking up.: Optimus didn't even think about what he was doing. He fled the area and the others watched as he ran to the med bay. Optimus, the boy is integral to our salvation. But the and girl is the key!! The voice of the Primes came to Optimus.

Coming through the door, he didn't know what to expect. But it certainly wasn't Mikaela holding a still-limp Sam, crying. "We're having a baby Sam, I need you, come back to me.. We're having a baby Sam, a Baby!.."

"I love you. Samuel James Witwicky. I love you."

* * *

The darkness wasn't as dark anymore, he could see the edge, the orb had long since disappeared behind the imaginary line. Through the mist of the edge he could hear. Sam we need you.. Bee- he's not awake… -look at that line, it means-… Sam waded until he heard her, I love you… Baby… I love you Samu-.

"It's just waking up right, I do it every morning, just open your eyes." He pressed his eyelids up. "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up.." The wall, he had approached the wall. The only difference between the last one and this one was their was pain behind this one.

"Mikaela needs me, screw the pain." and he pushed. And pushed, until…

A/N- Da da da da….. NA NA!! More cliff's, how I LOVE cliffys..

Ok, I know these are short and I'm racing through the story, but I hate writing long 10 page chapters. Gotta just get right tot the point..

So I hope some of you are connecting the dots.. I have the last chapter started and wow-ee does it all fit. Like a 1000 piece puzzle hanging on the wall!!

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS… as I keep saying, the make me feel warm and fuzzy inside, and NOT want to kill Sam..

So… who wants more??