A/N: Hello I'm back again! And first off I want to say wow! I was looking at the number of views on my story, and when I updated last time, on the first day, 230 some people viewed it. Thank you. Anyways, this is another shorter chapter, but I know what's going to happen next, and I didn't want to have the chapter to take too long to come out, so I decided to make is shorter, but I'm pretty sure that you'll enjoy the next chapter, this one, is more of a filler chapter. With a few little important details here and there. So here is the new chapter!
Standing up, I start to walk towards the door, and get to the doorway before remembering that my phone was sitting at the foot of my bed. I turn around and walk back to my bed, and grab my phone.
I also decided that it would probably be a good idea to change out of the clean, but bloody clothes. After I had changed, I shoved my phone into my pocket and walked into the main room.
Everyone was sitting around on the couches and chairs in the living room. Jazz was the only one facing the hallway, so he was the first to see me. A grin broke out on his face when he saw me.
This got everyone's attention, and they turned to look at me. They all smiled at me, but it still made me feel uncomfortable. It reminded me of when Ratchet had finally let me get up and see the others after Tyger Pax.
"I'm assuming that you're feeling better." Ratchet said this and I nodded my head, in agreement. It was kind of weird how fast whatever I had was gone. I could tell that I wasn't quite feeling as well as I normally was, but pretty much anything is better than yesterday.
I sat down next to Optimus, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. He pulled me a little closer and gave me a one armed hug. This threw me off balance, and I ended up toppling into Optimus, which made everybody laugh.
After he let go of me, I sat back up right, at the same time Ratchet got up from his spot. I let out a sigh as he walked over to me, and knelt sown, pulling some sort of medical tool out of his seemingly bottomless supply of them.
"Don't you even start. I could have done this last night while you were sick. Now open your mouth wide." I simply did as he asked, and opened my mouth.
He used what appeared to be a flashlight and looked in my mouth for a little bit. When he was done, he turned the flashlight off and stood up.
"You can close your mouth now. Pretty much what I had thought. It had never been a problem before now, but the inside of Bee's throat is just as scarred as the outside is. When Bee was throwing up, the stomach acids that were coming up as well ate through the weakened scar tissue and caused it to bleed, there in turn blood was coming out when he threw up or coughed.
"So as long as he doesn't throw up anymore, it should heal quickly. So you're only allowed to drink water for a while, none of that carbonated stuff Sam and Mikaela like to drink."
I simply nodded after Ratchet's little explanation, and started to wonder what we were going to do today. Ratchet let out a little 'hmph' and put the flashlight back into his pocket.
"Well with that over, we can actually get going with what we're doing today. Lennox called earlier, and he wanted us to come over to the base they're setting up for us whenever we get this whole thing sorted out. The government wants us to help with the designs and other things." Prime seemed to mostly be explaining this to me, because the others appeared to already know what was going on.
It sounded like I was going to have a very boring day. I didn't make any movements that might suggested that was what was going through my head, and instead I stood up. The others started to as well, and Jazz came up to me.
"Sam also called. He can't come over, but he wanted me to let you know that you left your jacket at his house." I nodded to thank him and then went back down the hallway to my room.
When I was is my room, I quickly pulled on my shoes, grabbed the Rubik's Cube and shoved it in my pocket, right next to my headphones, before grabbing the jacket off where it was lying on my bed. Walking back out into the living room, I then followed the others out the door and down to the parking lot.
Once again I climbed into the truck and sat in the passenger seat while Prime got into the driver's seat. I had thought about driving myself, but I decided that I'd rather sit in the passenger seat and listen to music and not have to worry about driving.
As soon as we got onto the high way, I pulled my headphones out of my pocket, and plugged them into my phone. I leaned my head against the window, and watched the world go by, occasionally changing around the playlist I was listening to.
I didn't know how long it was until we got there, but by the time we got there, I created a playlist, that even baffled me, but I liked all the songs on it. It was weird how different the styles of music I liked were. One song I'd listen to would be a rock song and then next would be some lullaby song from a sound track followed by some dubstep.
When Prime pulled into the parking lot, which wasn't really that much of a parking lot, we were pulling up to what pretty much looked like an abandoned warehouse. The only thing that let me know we were actually at the right place, was that there were others, some in military outfits, others not.
Prime got out of the truck, and I did as well, pulling my headphones out of the headphone jack as I did so. While following Prime, I put the headphones back into my pocket, and pulled on my jacket. On the ride here, I had taken the time to look at it, and for the most part it just looked dirty, and wasn't bloodstained like the shirt was.
The other Autobots turned human were also getting out of their cars and walking towards where we were. We met up with Lennox at the gaping hole in the building, that appeared like it was going to become the entrance.
After a quick talk between Lennox and the other grownups, which I didn't really pay much attention to, everyone seemed to go their different ways. I found myself standing there, the only people relatively near were ones I didn't know, so I walked into the building.
I had to walk around different piles of things, some of them seemed organized while others looked like someone had just dumped them there because they had gotten tired of carrying it. Back in one of the corners, I found an unused table that had a couple of chairs around it.
Sitting down in one of the chairs, I pull the Rubik's Cube out of my pocket and start messing with it. I found that it was fairly simple to solve it, and would just resolve it. After a few times instead of actually solving it, I started arranging it to form different patterns. When I finally got bored with it, I set it down on the table, finished, and went to grab my phone from my pocket.
"Are you Bumblebee?" I jumped slightly when the silence I had been sitting in. Looking over my shoulder, I see a woman who had a young child held at her hip. She smiled at me and nodded to answer her question. "I'm Sarah Lennox, and this Annabelle. We got dragged to work with Will today." She let out a sigh after she said this.
I got up and moved one of the other chairs closer to the table, and motioned for her to sit down. She smiled at me and I politely took the bag she had and set it down on the table. Sarah sat down and set Annabelle down on her lap and started poking her gently, playing with her.
I smiled as I tried to imagine the others playing with me like this when I was little, for some reason, I just couldn't really see Ratchet or Ironhide doing it, Prime would have, if he had time. Jazz was probably the only one who would have babied me.
"I can imagine you got dragged here with the others." Sarah's voice drew me from my thoughts, and I nodded in response to her question. "I met the others earlier, I get the feeling if they spent some time together, Will and Ironhide would be great friends."
While I didn't know Lennox that well, I also got the same feeling. Again I nodded my head, and I hoped that she wasn't taking it the wrong way that I wasn't speaking to her. She obviously knew about us, Lennox had probably been the one to tell her, and he'd probably mentioned that I was mute to her.
"Do you have any clue if they're considering enrolling you in school?" The question seemed to come out of the blue, but I still answered it, once again with a nod. "How different do you think it's going to be from the school you went to before?" I hesitated for a moment before reaching for my phone. This seemed to confuse her slightly, but she didn't say anything.
"I was home schooled before this." Sarah tried to seem like she wasn't surprised by the fact I had used my phone, but failed at it. I didn't mention it though. "They taught me what they thought I needed to know." It was her turn to nod.
We continued to have a conversation for a while. She no longer seemed to be bothered by the fact that I couldn't actually talk, and for the first time in a while, I was able to have a casual conversation. Sarah offered to give me a history lesson or two before I actually went to school so I wouldn't look like a complete fool.
Every so often, we'd stop our conversation and pay attention to Annabelle when she demanded it, for the most part she was content playing with some of the toys that Sarah had brought along with her. At one point she had to feed Annabelle, which took some time, but she continued the conversation while she held the bottle for Annabelle.
After a while of talking, Lennox joined us at the table, coming out of practically nowhere, and pulling the last chair closer to the table. He flopped in the chair, letting out a sigh as he placed a hand gun on the table. We all sat in silence for a moment before Lennox picked the gun back up and started to mess with it, grumbling under his breath while he did so.
"The trigger is broken." I said this after watching him mess with the gun for a minute. Lennox looked up towards me, both surprised and slightly confused.
"What?"
"The trigger is broken." I had the phone replay what I had typed and he motioned with his hand for me to continue. "The part of the trigger that is pulled back to then hit into the striker is broken." He seemed to think over what I had said and then inspected the gun again.
"If the trigger is broken, how do I fix it?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know how to fix it, but I don't think you'd want to fix it." Lennox looked at me in a questioning way and I figured that I had to explain this that as well. "The combustion chamber has been punctured. If you were to fire the gun, instead of the explosion in the gun firing the bullet, it would come out of the puncture, most likely also taking a go chunk of the back of the gun and your hands with it."
Lennox cringed at this and set the gun down. He then seemed to think for a moment before leaning forward and looking at me.
"How did you know that?" I thought it was pretty obvious, how I knew that.
"Ironhide taught me." I jumped when someone set their hands down on my shoulders. Looking behind me, I see that it was Ironhide who had put his hands on my shoulders.
"What did I teach you?" I pointed towards the gun sitting on the table to answer his question. Ironhide looked at the gun for a second before looking towards Lennox. "I wouldn't suggest using that gun, the-"
"Combustion chamber is punctured. Bumblebee just told me." Lennox cut Ironhide off but he didn't seem to mind, especially when it was something good about me. I looked up at him again.
"I'm bored." Ironhide laughed a little while he shook his head.
"How about we go to the shooting range?" I start to get up when I notice that Lennox has a confused look on his face.
"There isn't a shooting range though." I looked towards Ironhide, expecting to see that him to look a little upset, but instead he has a mischievous look on his face, one that I recognized easily.
"We'll make one then." He said this with a dark chuckle following as he pulled out a hand gun of his own. Lennox seemed a little worried for a second before Ironhide let out a more friendly laugh. "I'm kidding, I'd actually take him to the gun range I saw on our way here."
Lennox instantly looked relieved and he picked his gun off the table and put it in his holster and stood up. He looked towards Ironhide.
"You wouldn't mind if I came along, would you?" Ironhide opened his mouth to respond but Sarah beat him to it.
"Will, we're not going to the gun range. I'm sure that when she grows up, you'll take Annabelle to the shooting range many times, and she might even enjoy it, but we're not going to start now." I cringed away from Sarah, afraid to get in the crossfire between the two, but couldn't help but smile when Lennox flinched as well.
"I don't mind you coming along, so long as you're not getting in any trouble with your wife. I've learned the hard way that you never want to piss of those who you love." Lennox smiled at Ironhide and then looked towards his wife, reaching his hand into his pocket.
"Here, you can take Annabelle home in the car, I'll catch a ride with Ironhide to the shooting range, and I'll come home afterwards." He pulled his hand out of his pocket and handed his car keys over to his wife. Sarah looked at the keys in her hand and let out a sigh, and threw her hands up in defeat.
"Go ahead, have fun." She then started to put Annabelle's things back into the bag, Lennox jumped to start helping her gather the things, and when she had the bag over her shoulder, Annabelle sitting on her waist, she leaned over to Lennox and gave him a peck on the lips, before turning to leave. "Love ya, see ya when you get home. Call if you need anything."
Lennox nodded and then turned towards us. Ironhide motioned for us to go. I stood up, shoved my phone into my pocket, and grabbed the Rubik's cube off the table before walking over to Ironhide's side. We were walking out of the area when we ran into Optimus.
"Hello, Ironhide, Bumblebee, we were about to come find you, we're about to get going."
"I was actually about to take Bumblebee and Lennox to the shooting range that I saw on our way here. Of course I'm assuming that's okay with you." Prime shook his head while chuckling to himself.
"Go ahead." Optimus waved us away towards where Ironhide had parked his car. Ironhide practically ran to the car, and hopped into the driver's seat, while Lennox took the passenger's seat while I climbed into the back. The two started to talk as Ironhide pulled out of the parking lot.
"I meant to ask, how did you know about not pissing off the wife?" Ironhide frown, this was always a little bit of a touchy subject for him, but he did sort of walk himself right into it.
"Before the war started, I had the Cybertronian equivalent of a wife. But then as the war progressed, and I was asked to help Prime, I sent her to one of the safe havens left. It was attacked, she, and her two sisters were the only survivors, but she was now dragged into the war. She, and her sisters were still alive when we left to come here, but we have no clue anymore."
Lennox was silent after Ironhide finished, and all he did was reach over and pat him on the shoulder. The car, then settled into a silence, so I put my headphones in and blocked out the silence.
A/N: Like I said, a filler chapter, more important stuff is going to happen in the next chapter, I promise. Any guesses? I give a tiny hint, it was mentioned a little bit in this chapter. Besides that, Christmas is coming up! Along with other holidays. And so, not only will Bee get his first Christmas, he also gets it as a human! I have a couple of ideas on what Bee is getting from people, but not all of them, and I have absolutely no ides what he's giving to the others. I'd love to hear what your ideas now to respond to those who reviewed last time.
Dially: You asked what was wrong with Bee, well for the most part Bumblebee got sick because I got sick right before writing that, and still wasn't feeling great, and that was what my mind was on when I was writing that chapter... Anyways, I won't tell you what's up with the sickness, I will however tell you that it will tie back into the story eventually. Thank you, 50k is a lot to write in a month, especially when 16k were written in the last day alone... Saturday was a long day for me.
Hello: Glad you like the story, and here's a new chapter, and I hope that this was as good as the other chapters.
HipsterL: Bee is great at solving Rubik's Cubes thanks to you. Ratchet also got a little ranting session thanks to you as well, but don't worry I have my reasoning for it. And I wanted to thank you for asking about the blood, because I hadn't given it much thought, and now I have made up some medical stuff, that sounds right, but is by no means actually accurate.
Comksreen-S: While I don't know how iffy Judy's cooking is, I do know that it isn't the cause of Bumblebee getting sick. Glad that you like my story that much, third is excellent in my book. (no pun intended) And to answer your question, I'm a freshmen is high school. Does that show in my writing style?
HardyGal: Brothers, in books and the media, they're always so nice, if only mine was... We were playing a game of catch with one of our cat's toys and he threw it badly, and when I grabbed for it, my cat grabbed my hand, and it started bleeding, and I know that my brother did it on purpose. Well, I hope that you went someplace fun that you had to be on two planes to get to. I guess that I just have great timing with things like that.
I think it's awesome that you like my story enough to go back and reread it, and still smiling after it! Although 'purging you tanks' is not awesome. Well I'm glad you had a better Thanksgiving than I did, my stomach is usually pretty strong (roller coasters are my best friends) I went to school on Monday, and thought that I might throw up again, but made it through the day. Tuesday, however I stayed home because I had a terrible headache, and I didn't want it to get worse because of school.
While yes, the shirt would make him look bad-aft, it's not socially exceptionable, but he is wearing the much less dirty jacket... I think one of the things that makes your reviews so encouraging, is because they're so long! I love long reviews, that's why I usually leave long reviews on stories that I read, unless I'm at school at the time, and don't have the time to respond and then forget when I get home...
I hope your dog covers you in licks when she see you. I know that is what my dog anytime I come home after having been gone for any amount of time ( even if its just leaving for school in the morning) Adn I have never solved a Rubik's Cube before either, and probably never will. I don't have the patients to...
Anyways I can't wait to read your response to this chapter, and all the rest that follow.
SpiderSilkTales: Good, you should be suspicious... and feel bad for Bee.
Poor Bee in school is right... I can think of how he'd be so confused at so many things, like math. I wonder how different math is on different worlds. That reminds me of a funny song on youtube that explains the differences between ways of solving math problems. It's called New Math by Tom Lehrer.
Either way, my November was, over all great, busy, but great. My Thanksgiving day however wasn't. Getting sick is never fun though.
Until the next time I update, which should be withing a week, so expect to see that I've updated by then. If I haven't don't be afraid to PM me and yell at me to get on it. See ya!