Wow, has it really been ten chapters? This is the tenth! this story has been going very fast for me, in the way it feels when I write it at least, not time-wise. Sorry about the bad updates, I have a lot of school work, but no mater how long the span between updates is know that I'll never abandon a story. You guys are such a supportive audience, thank you so much for taking the time to read this story, I'm glad I can make a story that makes people happy.

Enjoy the tenth chapter!

Bee turned on him internal communications network, he had kept it off whilst on his journey so his signal couldn't be traced and so Ironhide wouldn't be yelling at him every five seconds. It felt strange to have the system back up and running again, he hadn't used it for nearly a month and it made him feel very groggy. He allowed the different components time to warm up so his call wouldn't come through choppy, heaven knows what Ironhide would have done if he couldn't understand Bee.

Bee brought his hand up to the side of his helm slowly, trying to think of something to say, how in the pit was he going to explain his absence for a month? They probably thought he was offline.

But Before Bee could even reach the comm on the side of his head, Ironhide's voice came booming through, he must've been tracking the commlink all this time and called immediately when it popped up.

Bumblebee? Ironhide asked, his voice sounded hopeful yet sad, as if he barely believed that Bee's signal was online, You there?

Bee sighed, "Yeah I'm here," Bee replied, knowing he would have to reply quickly before Ironhide blew a gasket.

Thank primus! Ironhide said loudly, his gruff voice sounding overjoyed, but as soon as his initial question was out of the way Bee was left with the fuming voice of his Guardian resonating through his helm. WHERE THE FRAG HAVE YOU BEEN? He asked, and continued before Bee could answer, WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU HURT IN ANY WAY? DO YOU KNOW HOW FRAGGING WORRIED WE'VE ALL BEEN? Ironhide yelled, not even caring that he was cursing in front of his charge, he wa angry, and the use of a couple of choice words were how he expressed his anger best.

Bee found himself subconsciously turning the volume of the comm down as to avoid a processor overload from the unbearable decibel of Ironhide's shouts.

The weapons specialist bantered on.

"Ironhide." Bee said, not getting a response as Ironhide continued to yell. "IRONHIDE!" Bee yelled.

I'm not finished with you, what is it?, he asked.

"Calm down," Bee said as more of a plea than a request, "I'm fine, I'm in the city."

Ironhide couldn't contain his rage, YOU'RE WH-

"I can explain," Bee said quickly, cutting off Ironhide in an attempt to explain as well as to stop all the yelling, he found that, even though he was nowhere near the trigger happy mech, he had his servos held in front of him in the universal sign of surrender.

Then start explaining. Ironhide prompted angrily, Bee could just picture him crossing his arms, he probably was.

So Bee started his story, he began with the pink light that he had followed and continued on from there. Bee had trouble getting words out at a few sad points but Ironhide, who had already softened considerably, would comfort him and give him time to gather his words.

After about an hour Bee was done and had told Ironhide every possible detail he could think of, wanting his guardian to know every aspect of what had happened so he could better aid him in making a decision.

Ironhide was a bit shell shocked, though he wouldn't tell you so, after hearing such an elaborate story that added so many layers to the little mech he had raised. Ironhide could see his charge in a completely new light, it was jarring, the young mech he thought he knew so well was now stranded in a dangerous city harboring secrets and asking for help. Bee had changed a lot, but he was still a youngling and he still needed the advice of an adult, and sure as the pit, no matter how mad he was, Ironhide was going to provide that help.

"Sorry I didn't contact you sooner," Bee said, trying to keep himself together, there was only so much a youngling his age could handle. "The days just just kept passing and I-I didn't know what to do, and-"

Bee was cut off, It's alright younglin', but WHEN you get back to base don't expect to be roaming around outside anymore without one a' us takin' notice. Ironhide said through the comm, putting extra emphasis on the 'when' and letting Bee know he expected him to get home as soon as possible.

Bee smiled, Ironhide always knew how to lift his spirits up. "What should I do? How can I leave?" Bee asked, stating only two of the multitudes of questions he had brimming up in his processor.

There was a period of silence while Ironhide mulled over the whole story again and tried to think of a solution to Bee's problem. From the looks of it ya' only have two options. You can leave with or without your sister. Ironhide said, you should let her make that decision, ask her what she wants ta' do.

"Could I really make her choose though? Between her guardian and her brother? And if she chose to stay then I-I would have come here for nothing," Bee said quietly, wiping away an energon tear, this was all so overwhelming.

Ironhide thought some more. This was quite a situation, and the more he thought about it the more he found truth in Bee's words, they would have to find a way around separation of any sort. Ironhide grumbled, he had had an idea from the start but he didn't very much like it, and it was pretty risky. Well Bee, I didn't think this would work but If ya' think ya' could get 'em to agree to come back here, they could live at base with the autobots.

Bee looked at the floor, could he, a weak youngling, really convince a few autobot deserters, two ex-decepticons and a bunch of neutrals to come back to an autobot base and follow autobot rules? Could he ask these bots who had lived here all their lives to leave for his sake? He didn't think so, but was there any other option?

"I don't know 'Hide, I don't know how they would feel, and what about the bots back at base? Housing cons isn't exactly something anybot would like, especially you." Bee said.

Your right Bee but- Ironhide stopped abruptly as an explosion sounded at the other end of the comm.

Bee? Ironhide queried.

Static.

Bumblebee! Report! Ironhide called frantically.

More static.

Bee's line had gone dead.

DUN DUN DUN!

What happened? What was the explosion? Im not even sure yet!

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