Tuesday update as promised. They just opened a new coffee shop down the street that serves crepes, so I plan to spend many of my days off here writing, and stuffing my face with crepes!
Side note, NaNoWriMo is coming up, for those of you unfamiliar with this it is National novel writing month. I participate every year and I am hoping this year I can hit the 50,000 word benchmark. I am going to try and finish up all the rewrites of this before that happens and continue to post them every Tuesday through November. However, I have been doing a lot of rewrites to later chapters so it's anybody's guess if I will finish before Novemeber, so there may be a small slight hiatus if that happens.
If anyone is interested I will be posting my NaNoWriMo and if you PM me I will be happy to send you the link to read it once I start.
Disclaimer: I am not a nurse, doctor etc. I am a massage therapist working towards becoming a Rad Tech, so all my medical knowledge comes from the internet and text books! I do not own Transformers, all I own in this lovely crepe.
"Bumblebee, could you even it out please," Bia whimpered from her spot sandwiched in between Mikaela and Leo, in the back of Bumblebee's alt. Mode. Following her near death experience Sam refused to allow Bia to ride alone, Simmons needed to ride with Sam to discuss what was next in their plan, Mikaela wasn't one to be left out of the planning committee, and Leo just didn't want to be odd man out. So they all crammed into Bee's interior, and Bianca found herself, for once, wishing that he had chosen a more economical alt. Mode.
Bianca had to scold Leo more than once for trying to cop a feel. Each time he claimed that he was just trying to adjust his seat belt, eventually Bee just tightened the belt to the point of being overkill. Leo protested, but Bumblebee would not let up.
"Keep your hands to yourself bud!" The Bot scolded, and Leo crossed his arms in a pout, occasionally tugging at the too tight belt to no avail. No longer worrying about being felt up Bianca did her best to shift as much weight off her injuries as possible. Simmons had removed the tube with some reserve, afraid that her lung's wouldn't be able to expand properly again. So far her breathing had held steady, painful, but steady none the less. They had tied the ruined bottom half of her shirt around her mid section to close off the hole for the time being. Giving up on her fidgeting Bianca tuned into Sam's and Simmon's conversation. Since they had piled into Bumblebee they had been deep in discussion about where the daggers tip could be.
They were just beginning to hash out a new idea when Sirens caught everyone's attention.
"They're looking for you here too?" Bia cried in disdain, catching sight of flashing lights in Bumblebee's rear view mirror.
"We have to get off the road!" Simmons ordered. Bee obliged, quickly maneuvering onto a side road that led the group into a small village. They wound through the buildings before pulling off into a small alleyway. The humans quickly scrambled out, Bia needing to lean heavily on Mikaela as she exited the vehicle, wincing all the way. Once everyone was safely out of the way Bumblebee transformed, scooping Bianca up and leaping onto the side of a small building.
"Bee, put me down," she scolded from her position in his hand, fingers curled up to create a barrier meant to keep her from falling. He shook his head.
"Not safe...injuries too great...can't run...danger lurks around every corner." she puffed out her cheeks, a blush coloring her face. He whirred in worry, face leaning in to inspect her now red cheeks. "Hey Annie you OK?" She shook her head, blush deepening.
"I'm fine Bee," she mumbled looking away. When she looked back she nearly jumped out of her skin at the close proximity of his face. "Bee," her voice came out as a whisper.
"Nothings gunna harm you, not while I'm around," The familiar soundtrack of Sweeny Todd played through his speakers. She smiled up at him, nodding. The sirens caught their attention then, and Bia crouched down, peeking through the cracks of Bee's fingers. Two cop cars sped past, clearly not noticing the group hidden down the dank alley. She let out a breath that she didn't even realize she was holding, and jumped when she felt Bumblebee shift beneath her, before dropping back to they ground.
With the immediate threat past the group reconvened, Bia keeping her perch on Bee's palm. Sam and Simmons were already deep in debate about something they kept calling nest.
"What does a nest have to do with anything?" She asked looking up at Bee, who let out an amused chuckle while shaking his head.
"A classified strike team called N.E.S.T. We hunt for what remains of our Decepticon foes, hiding in different countries around the globe." A voice boomed through his speakers. Bia let out an 'ah' and turned back to watch the arguing men.
"You'll call," Sam stated very matter of factually catching Simmons off guard. Simmons didn't appear to be too enthused by the news, but went along with Sam's plan anyways. Noticing that everyone else was moving into action Bia motioned for Bee to put her down. He obliged, albeit unwillingly.
He had grown quite fond of the female human, and she seemed to have a knack for getting into trouble just like her cousin.
"Woah, woah, woah. Where do you think you're going?" Sam cried in exasperation throwing his hands up in a 'halt' gesture. Bianca did her best to put on her game face, carefully crossing her arms around her midsection and doing her best to pop her hip. The action didn't come across as strong as she wanted.
"With you guys, to help." she stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. She glared up at him, daring him to tell her otherwise, which he did.
"Oh no, you're staying here. I don't know if you've noticed, but you have broken ribs, a punctured lung, and were coughing up blood just a couple hours ago. I know you're listening skills suck so let me repeat that one more time, you're staying here. Bee!" Bianca moved to slug her cousin in the shoulder, but missed as Bumblebee gleefully scooped the girl back up, glad that she was once again under his protection.
"Hey,ugh, Bee let me go!"She shrieked, pounding on his enclosed fingers, but quickly backed down with a groan as a stab of pain hit her chest and midsection.
"Try not to let her her hurt herself anymore than she already is Bee." Bumblebee saluted with his free hand as Sam turned and jogged after the others. Once Sam was out of view Bumblebee's optics turned to look down at the pouting female in his hand. He couldn't help the smile that formed as he looked down on her.
Her brown hair, once slicked back into a tight ponytail, had fallen to the nape of her neck with haphazard strands sticking out in all directions. A smudge of dirt sat right below her left eye, which was glaring daggers at his hand. Even with the fierce look on her face his spark softened for the girl who sat in his palm.
"What are you looking at?" she sneered, and Bee was broken from his thoughts as angry brown orbs turned to focus in on his face. He was taken aback by the bite in her voice, and he whined softly. Her eyes instantly softened, and she frowned guilty at the harshness in her tone. "Sorry Bee, I didn't mean it." He looked away frowning, hurt at the sudden hostility she had sent his way. "Come on Bee, I'm sorry." She was standing now, hugging his thumb.
"I didn't mean it, really. I'm frustrated, I just want to help. Ever since all this started all I seem to do is get in the way, or hurt." Bumblebee looked down at his companion to find her staring dejectedly down at his palm. Gently he straightened the appendage that she still clung to, bringing her gaze up to his. "Sam and everyone have been so brave, and I've just been a damsel in distress, un problema." She admitted, eyes turning from stubborn and angry, to upset and ashamed. Bumblebee liked the way the foreign words rolled off her tongue at the end, and he cataloged it away in his processors.
He understood how she felt, many times throughout the length of the war Optimus and the other Autobots had to save his aft, thoroughly succeeding in making Bumblebee feel useless and like a child.
"You are very brave...so small...faced with such big problems." she frowned up at him.
"Brave? I haven't done anything except continuously slow every down." He shook his head.
"B..ah..you didn't run...Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud" she scoffed, shaking her head.
"I didn't have much of a choice," she muttered. He lowered his face to be level with hers and smiled softly at her.
"You always have a choice Bia," he paused to let out a small cough. At the use of his own voice she found herself much more attentive than before, hanging onto every word he said. "It's hard right now, but soon you will have your chance to prove yourself. Even though there is nothing to prove." Another round of coughing interrupted his speech.
"Bee stop, you're hurting yourself." She pleaded, reaching out and placing a gentle hand upon his cheek. He leaned into her touch, spark jittery and warm. This Witwicky was having the strangest effect on him. She smiled up at him, the hand against his face seemed to radiate a warmth through her entire body. "Thanks for trying Bee but," he frowned as her smile turned sour. "I don't think I'll be proving anything." He whirred softly, but wasn't able to retort as their human companions came running back, the sound of sirens bouncing off the cobblestone alley ways.
"Bee, let's go!" Sam called, and the bot nodded. His pep session with Bianca would have to wait. He deposited the girl as carefully, and quickly as he could before transforming into his Alt. Mode, the twins following suit.
Bianca reached for his door before hesitating, casting a long glance over her shoulder in the direction of the sirens, which were growing louder. She debated a moment longer before turning away and striding over to Mudflap, hoping into the drivers seat.
"I'm gunna go with her, you know incase anything happens and she needs a man around. To protect her, and stuff." Leo stammered, puffing out his chest and following after the distressed girl.
Sam rolled his eyes, but didn't protest as time was of the essence. The other two humans also slid into Bumblebee's interior and the Bot slammed his doors shut behind them, temperature rising. That slagging human couldn't protect Bia like he could, Bee scoffed and sped faster through the sandy streets, the sirens quickly falling behind.
Why would Bia ride with Mudflap anyways, he told her the HE would protect her and she confided in HIM. His spark, once warm and fluttering in his chasis was now dull and and heavy.
Bianca ignored Leo from her spot leaning against Mudflaps door. Her mouth turned down in a large frown as she watched the Camaro infront of them race through the streets. She had wanted to go with him, to let him follow through on his promise to protect her but she didn't trust the fluttering of her heart just moments ago. She half hoped that it was a side effect of her bashed up rib cage