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And everyone waited awhile for this chapter, I'm SO sorry! I was working on another story for a contest on deviantart. I posted it here. SO go read it please and tell me what you think.

Also I was thinking of other stories to write. I posted them on my profile, so message to tell me which you want first. I'm also trying to buy time for Transformers 3 to come out. And to see if Sunsteaker will be in it. If he isn't, he's coming in the middle of the second story... inconspicuously.

Halfway down the hall, I heard Bee's pained groans. They drowned in the tunnel like place, a constant echo and I didn't know how the people in the actual room could stand it. His sounds made me sad that he was in so much pain, but angry because who ever was doing it would not stop. I wanted to bash some heads.

Simmons and Banachek seemed to notice my ever quickening pace because they were practically running to stay in front of me. I think they saw how my fists tightened, shoulders squared and my eyes dead set on the door.

Simmons flew through the door, Banachek hot on his trail and all I could hear was the dull voice of Sam's as we walked through the thresh hold. Not really understanding what he's saying but hearing his voice.

Bee's whines were louder here, unbearable and I ran to his side, pushing any nitrogen canned guard in the way.

"Stop! Stop it!" Sam was yelling at the men, lowering their weapons to the floor. Banachek backing up his order with his own.

Sam came to my side and we both gazed at Bee, "Are you okay?"

His head tilted toward us, optics ever trained on us, "Bee, they didn't hurt you too bad right?" I think Bee understood the double-edged sword to that question because he did not shake or nod his head.

Instead he flipped his helmet on and rumbled his engine while looking around at all the humans.

BumbleBee's POV

'Hurt? Of course they hurt me.' My head tilted to the side to gaze forlornly at both my charges. Before in the corner of my optics I noticed soldiers with guns and that man in black. I flipped my protective helmet on and glared hard.

They shocked my spark with their electricity. The spark where only a lover should touch, where only gentle fingers should graze. They turned something that was supposed to be pleasurable into pain.

I twisted my body and transformed my arm into my cannon, quickly bringing it in front of me. They would not touch my spark again. My chassis rumbled in anger and pain, 'What do you do when the beings you were sent to help, only wish to hurt you?'

Sam, threw up his hands, "Listen to me. The cube is here and the Decepticons are coming."

I understood, I needed to get the cube out of this dome. But I do not trust these.. These other beings. My cannon did not falter in glowing, only grew brighter as I fully sat up.

Sam ushered them back, "No, no don't worry about them. They're okay. Right?"

I stood, knees bent in a crouch body pivoted in a way that would allow me to scope up my charges in case of deception.

It was when my female charge Velocity inched forward and placed her hand on my armor that i tilted my head slightly towards her. "They won't hurt you anymore Bee." And she waved her hand towards them more that I slowly eased from my crouching position. But my cannon stayed lit.

"Just back up guys. He's friendly. He's fine."

Velocity patted my armor, "Put the gun down Bee, we're gonna take you to the All Spark."

The soldiers behind Sam and Mikalea took a few more feet between us before I slowly let my cannon die.

I searched channels before finally choosing the gospel station, and a chorus slid easily into the room easing tension. "I can only trust you.."

Annaleigh's POV

Currently I was sitting in the passenger seat of BumbleBee looking out behind us as military grade vehicles raced along after us. We had to hide the cube somewhere in the city and that meant a lot of people were going to get hurt.

'Well it's either that or our whole planet becomes enslaved. Hurm.. Death of a few people or galactic slavery.. Can't seem to choose.'

Sam was sitting in drivers seat swiveled around and speaking fast again when I heard a loud horn. My gaze shifted towards the large blue, red and orange semi heading towards us. "Daddy," my voice cried out unintentionally.

I gained rather amused looks from Mikalea and Sam before Sam tilted his head and began growing.. confused. "How does a 12 foot tall alien robot who is probably taller then that, help create a... baby?"

I blinked, and so did Mikalea. And did I imagine it, or did we all just jerk in our seat belts?

Sam looked at Mikalea, "Put a seat belt on the cube."

I bit my lip and stared at Sam with a slight smirk, "Need the Birds and the Bee's talk again?"

Sam groaned.

Driving down the highway, completely normal, except there's a weird assortment of vehicles following us.

I think Bee purposely switched to the station playing, "On a highway to hell," for shits and giggles. It certainly had me laughing.

But also, you would think people would get out of the way when four military vehicles are behind you. But noooo, everyone has to be an asshole.

It was when I heard Sam saying "Oh no. Its the cop. Block him, block him." That I kinda came back from La La land.

I turned around in the seat and looked out the window behind us. "I think he brought more of his buddies."

'He's still a cheating bastard.'

It was then I noticed one was transforming and I heard a voice in the cab. "Designation Bonecrusher."

It was Ironhide's voice. Wait.. but how? "You're telling me you all heard what we were saying?"

Multiple yes' before I saw my father begin to transform. He was leaping and jumping, bringing up years worth of cement just trying to slow down and not accidently step on anyone. I guess Bonecrusher was made for this because he was just skating along on his wheels.

An explosion, Bonecrusher on fire and a firey Metro bus in half. Really? Did he really have to do that? ..Show off.

My father barely turned around when Bonecrusher tackled him off the highway and on another. I lost sight then.

We stopped in the middle of all the vehicles, us humans getting out of the car just in case of rapid transformation.

"It's Starscream!" Ironhide had transformed and ran backwards to gather ground while BumbleBee did the same. "Back up! Take cover! BumbleBee!"

Ratchet backed up close to Sam and I, while the other two bots ran towards the Furby truck.

'What you two wanna play now?'

They both picked up the truck and held it up on its back end, trying to capture the missile before it hit us.

"No, no, no, no, no! Move!" Lennox grabbed Sam and Mikalea while they both grabbed me and dragged us back.

The explosion sent all of us on our backs. My ears felt like someone had stuffed cotton in them and all I could do was feel around until my eyesight focused.

I had somehow ended up on Jazz's hood and I could hear him through his speakers. Only bits and pieces. "...femme okay?..-swer me.. Alright.. Are you alright?"

I managed to nod my head and slowly slid down the curve of his hood. He danced a little under me, "Hey now. No time for tha'! Maybe lata sweet cheeks~!"

I groaned in both pain and slight laughter, "You wish."

Turning my body to look around I noticed many soldiers working their way back on their feet. "Sam!" He was getting up to my side, next to Bee and Mikalea.

'Oh my.. Oh no Bee!'

"Oh my God." Sam was on his feet reaching Bee in record time. BumbleBee crawled towards Jazz and I, while Jazz backed up I stayed.

"Oh Bee your legs.. No! You alright?"

I crouched in front of him, it was funny. How come even though you know it's not possible you still ask the hurt person to do what they can't? "Please get up Bee! Please!"

Bee wheezed through his intakes and groaned looking at Sam and I.

Sam called for help while all I could do was sit in front of Bee. "Ratchet!"

"You got to get up! Come on! Get up!" Sam was still trying.

An explosion cause Sam and I to jump and snap our heads to the sound. Another Decepticon had joined us. This time a Tank. Jazz sped towards the side street, dodging debris, Ratchet right behind him. They were going to come in on his side and attack.

Lennox commanded the remaining troops, "Let's go! Move!"

Mikalea had disappeared though Sam and I sat in front of Bee shaking our heads when Bee let loose another whining groan. He placed the Cube in Sam's lap, but we continued. "We aren't leaving you."

"Fall back!"

"Retreat! Fall back!"

Sounds of missiles hitting, but us not really paying attention. Mikalea squealing the tires of a tow truck pulled us though. "You guys, help me with this."

'Just a Ride in a Car huh?'