Prime thought he was going to be sick. Bumblebee looked dead as he lay on the floor. The chain around his neck had left thick bruises on the flesh. Prime ran to him, ignoring the military personnel around them. He fell to his knees and pulled Bumblebee into his lap. "Bee?"
Bee's face was a horrible mass of bruises and his nose was broken. Dark purple bruises covered most of his naked form. His chest was littered with cuts, the blood trails had dried running down his sides. Ratchet pulled off his coat and draped it over Bumblebee's body. He couldn't look at Prime and Bee together; couldn't stand to see Bee so hurt and Prime so broken. He turned his attention to Starscream. "Where's Megatron?" He slammed the smaller human against the wall.
The pain wasn't anything like mechanical damage. The wind rushed out of him. "I don't know. He said that Soundwave was still mechanized on the outskirts of town. He thought that Soundwave could reverse Mecha 1, make us all transformers again." Ratchet slammed him against the wall again. He couldn't blame them for being angry. He disgusted himself with how much he'd let Megatron get away with.
"Ratchet, leave him alone." Prime's voice was low, but steady, dangerously steady. The medics had strapped Bee to the stretcher and were preparing to wheel him out. "He brought us to Bumblebee."
Ratchet leaned in close to Strascream's ear. "You haven't changed, Decepticon." He released Starscream and walked over to Optimus Prime, who now stood in the middle of the room.
"Ratchet, take Ironhide and Starscream to the north end of town. It's industrial, if Soundwave is hiding out that's where he'd be. Sideswipe, you stay here with the military personnel in case Megatron comes back. I'm going back to the base with Bumblebee." Prime walked over to Simmons, who was packing up evidence in small plastic baggies and relayed their plan to him.
Sideswipe was proud of Prime's strong front. He knew it was killing Prime that Bee had been hurt so badly. It was painfully apparent when Bee let out a soft groan. Prime's face twisted with worry and he rushed to Bee's side. Sideswipe new it was hard for everyone in the room. Bee had been missing for almost a week. Prime had nearly lost his mind. He had sent them all out searching for any sign of the young autobot. Prime had searched tirelessly, following every small lead he could dig up.
"Bee, can you hear me? Open your eyes." Prime watched with great hope as Bee opened one eye. Prime could feel tears brimming in his eyes.
"I'm sorry..." Bee thought he was dreaming. Prime was here. How could Prime be here? Was he dead?
Prime captured Bee's face in his hands and kissed his forehead. "It's okay. We're going to take care of you." Prime walked alongside the stretcher and got into the ambulance with him.
"You heard the boss, lets move out." Ironhide grabbed Starscream and shoved him toward the door.