A/n: Hey guys! I told you another one would be up today and here it is! I have great plans for Sel with a solid plot on her relationship with Bee and her own story.
Enjoy! Long chapter by the way!
Chapter 10: I Promise
"You heard my dog, he'll kick your ass!" Aunt Judy warned as we were all rammed out of the front door, handcuffs tightened around my wrist.
"Don't say a word Sam! Not a word until we get a lawyer!" Uncle Ron advised us as me, Sam, and Mikaela were manhandled into a black SUV. As if this night wasn't eventful at all, now we're getting arrested by the government! Who and how did they find out about us?! Mikaela was holding onto my hand as we drove who knows where, the guy from earlier pulling out Sam's phone that he left in...the junkyard.
"So, ladiesman217? Sound familiar?" He glanced over at Sam, my eyes piercing into the man.
"That ain't any of your business," I growled at him, eyebrows furrowing.
"Says the daughter of a criminal...to...another daughter of a criminal," His eyes reverted towards Mikaela.
I pursed my lips as Sam looked at Mikaela in disbelief, me and her giving eachother a look. The man played the phone and the audio Sam made yesterday night played.
Mikaela sighed, "Yeah that sounds like ladiesman217."
"Yesterday you told an officer that your car...transformed. Enlighten me," He asked us with a scowl on his face.
"That's what I said, this is a total misunderstanding!" Sam tried to keep calm and avoid the topic of...aliens. "Then it came back after it was stolen!"
Mikaela caught onto his mistake and decided to play along, "But not by itself because that would be crazy!"
I gave a sheepish smile as everyone emitted into sarcastic laughter until the man's expression disappeared into a serious one, "So what do you kids know about aliens."
We gulped, I spoke up jokingly, "You mean like a martian? Like E.T.?"
"It's an urban legend," Mikaela explained, nodding her head.
The man pulled out a wallet that had the name 'Simmons' on it and showed us a badge, "See this? This a do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it-badge."
"More like I-got-my-panties-stuck-in-my-ass-badge," I gave a snarky reply to him, raising my eyebrows.
The driver laughed, Simmons giving him a glare before turning back to us, "I'm going to lock you three up, forever."
"Don't listen to him, he's just pissy because he has to go back to guarding the mall," Mikaela suggested with an irritated tone, Simmons shifting his attention to her with a smirk.
"You with a training bra, I wouldn't be talking. Not with your daddy's parole coming up," He harshly addressed, my anger in him fuming more than ever.
"Shut the fuck up Simmons," I fumed at him, my fists curling.
"Parole?" Sam asked in astonishment.
God, Sam don't judge this girl, it's not worth it.
She shrugged, "It's nothing-"
"Yeah grand theft auto ain't nothing huh?" Simmons added.
Mikaela took a deep breath and turned to Sam, "You know those cars my dad used to teach me to fix...well they weren't always his."
"You stole cars?" He couldn't believe it but his tone agitated me.
"Sam stop. That's enough," I stared up at him, and he looked at me before realizing my past as well.
"Well we couldn't always afford a babysitter so he had to take me along sometimes," She looked down disappointedly, my hand squeezing hers. She gave me a smile and I gave a reassured one as well.
"She has her own juvie record to prove it! Even your little cousin here with her cracked up mother," He spat at me, "Elena Ray Witwicky, former central intelligence agent who got into some business with drug dealers, decided to hit some up into her nose. Met a young police one night and...here you are. One of the bureau's strongest and intelligent members that is until she was caught."
My eyes drifted down as Sam looked at me, "She used to work for the federal bureau?"
"Sam, be real, I'm not smart on my own. My mom would teach me the strongest and analytic ways in school when I was younger, she taught me how to fight and how to deal with situations like these, with stupid asses like you," I glared at Simmons, a malice tone dripping from my voice. "I just don't like telling people these things."
"Damn right she doesn't because they are criminals, criminals are hot," He checked out Mikaela and she shivered in disgust. "It is time to talk!"
Right after that a sudden force struck the front of the car. All of us lurching forward, me yelping as my injured wrist hit the console. A bright light flashed all around us as the car was shaken and spun around. I saw two hands piece the side of the car, gripping the roof as it picked us up off of the ground. The metal groaned as we were swung back and forth in the air, the roof disappearing and the car dropping. I grunted as we hit the ground and was about to scream in joy at who was the cause.
"You assholes are in trouble now," I smirked as Sam told their shocked faces. "Gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to my friend, Optimus Prime."
"Taking the children was a bad move," Optimus gave a menacing statement, all of the men pointing their guns at him. All of the Autobots suddenly emerging from their hiding spots, Ironhide with a big magnet, "Autobots, relieve them of their weapons."
"Freeze!" Ironhide yelled, magnetizing all of their guns from their hands. The Autobots gathered around us, Simmons' and his men all having their hands raised up in the air.
Optimus stooped down to our level with a pissed off look written all over his face.
"Hi there," Simmons greeted nervously.
"You don't seem afraid," Optimus wondered, "Are you not surprised to see us?"
Simmons chuckled, shrugging, "There are S7 protocols. I'm not authorized to communicate with you unless I tell you I can't communicate with you."
I rolled my eyes, nodding at Optimus who caught eye of me. He growled extremely low, even scary for my standards, "Get out of the car."
"Oh- me, get out-"
"OUT."
We all stumbled out of the now wrecked car, Mikaela using a pin to unlock our handcuffs. I heard Sam accuse, "You good with handcuffs now huh."
"Say that again Sam I'll stick my baseball bat up your ass," I slapped him in the back of the head. He grunted from the force of my hand, Mikaela giving me a grateful smile.
"You guys weren't suppose to hear all that," She explained. "Sam I have a record because I wouldn't turn my dad. When have you ever had to sacrifice anything in your perfect little life."
My heart hurt when she said that and I knew Sam also realized that Mikaela wasn't in this for vain or anything. She did it to protect her dad, something I was never able to do with my mom. I sighed at the though, Mikaela giving me an assuring smile before we turned our attention to Simmons' posse who were still under heavy armory.
"What is Sector 7?" Sam asked as we crowded around Simmons. "Answer me!"
"I'm the one who asks questions around here. Not you young man!" He shrieked at my cousins face.
"How'd you know about the aliens?" Mikaela also asked.
"Where'd you take Sam's parents?" I wanted answers as well, and I want them now.
"I am not at liberty to discuss-" I reached into pants pockets and pulled out his badge, "-hey you touch me that's a federal offense."
"Well barging into a home without a justified consent of search and seizure as well as taking people without national official conduct is a federal offense," I smiled and took a look at the badge. "This badge is completely different from government. This whole little system here ain't nothing but a giant group of suited scumbags who got money to follow through on this alien scavenger hunt that you've been waiting for for years, and you Simmons, you're the ring leader of this circus."
Sam and Mikaela smiled impressively at me as I showed them the badge, Sam asks, "Where's Sector 7?"
"Wouldn't you like to know!" Simmons snarked back, earning himself a little shower from Bee. "Agh! Hey!"
"Bumblebee, stop lubricating on the man," Optimus commanded, me smiling at the childish robot, his optics capturing my eyes. I nodded at him as he returned the gesture with a wink. Shaking my head, me and Sam rounded all of the men up to handcuff them all together to a pole. Mikaela walked up to Simmons, hands on hips, ready to salsa.
"Alright tough guy, take it off."
"What are you talking about?"
"Your clothes, all of it, off," Mikaela commanded, me struggling to keep a laugh from coming out.
"For what?"
"For threatening my dad," She finished, I folded my arms and made a hand gesture that said 'go ahead'.
"You three..this...is the end...of your lives..." He taunted, taking all of his clothes off and exposing an S7 superman tank and aloha boxers.
I snickered, "Nice."
"Now get behind the pole," Mikaela ordered with handcuffs in her hands.
"We'll hunt you down," Simmons threatened us as we walked away.
"Hunt you down," his assistant repeated.
"No remorse!"
"No remorse!"
"Dude, stop fucking repeating him," I concluded with two middle fingers up at them as we walked off. Just then I heard the engine of helicopters and vehicles arriving, "Shit Sam! Back up is here!"
"Optimus incoming!" Ironhide blasted a cannon under the road toward the fleet.
All of the Autobots transformed into their car form, Optimus crouching down with a hand welcoming us to climb on. We all climbed on as Optimus stood up, my face paling at how much higher we were than I was with Bee. I saw the choppers everywhere with their lights scouting for any of the robotic aliens as they chased Optimus near a bridge. He placed us on his shoulder, weaving through the city and avoiding to hit any cars. When we got under a bridge, Optimus propped himself up so we were horizontal to the ground. We all watched carefully as choppers flew beneath us, the blades threatening to slice us up anytime. My heart raced as I saw one of the choppers turn back around and the sound of tires squealing as well. Out of nowhere, Mikaela had slipped from her spot, dragging me and Sam along with her. My hand gripped onto a shard from Optimus, my hand slipping and my joints screaming from the weight.
"You guys I'm slipping!" I felt tears filling my eyes as I tried to hold on for dear life.
A chopper flew under us and I could hear the tremor filling Mikaela's voice as well as Sam's. I screamed when my fingers became to slippery in sweat and all I felt was air. Shrieking with everyone else, it was almost in slow motion as my body felt the weightlessness and gravity pulling me down onto the ground as we fell almost 50 feet, Optimus attempting to grab us with his feet but to no avail. I waited for the impact of the concrete but only felt a familiar metal hand wrap around me. I opened my eyes and saw a flash of black and yellow before Bee landed on the grounded. I grunted when one of his fingers pushed up against my rib cage, a snap being heard, feeling the glasses from my pants pocket slip out.
"Fuck!" I cursed as he let us go onto the ground, only now noticing what he had just done.
He sacrificed himself.
He exposed himself to the authorities to save us. To save me. I ignored the throb in my torso and just waved my arms to the authorities circling around us.
"STOP!" I pleaded but it didn't stop them as they shot a wire out at Bee. "No!"
I ran up to him but as another wire shot him at his leg, he was dragged onto the ground, the concrete shaking and causing me to fall back.
"It'll be okay, don't worry," I sniffed. Don't cry, don't you dare cry. Sam tried his hardest to keep the men away from Bee but there were too much. I tried to pry the ropes off of him although they were wrapped too tight, I couldn't save him. "I'll get you out, don't worry!"
My heart was pounding in my ears as I struggled through the coils, my fingers and hand blistering from the fabric. "Sel!"
"No!" I screamed as I was pulled away and tackled onto the ground. I heard Bee give an angry noise as handcuffs were wrapped around my wrists. "Get off me! You're a fucking coward! Get off!"
I felt the slight tingle of pain run up the left side of my torso, remembering the slight dislocation in my rib cage. That didn't stop me from pushing the guy off of me as he was distracted, sprinting towards Bee, another person tackling me to my knees. I gave him a last promise I wish I could've given my mom, "I promise we'll save you, Bee."
He gave me a soft whir, his metal finger raising at me and my hand reaching out only for them to brush against it eachother before being snapped away.
"No!" I heard Sam scream as he ran to a man spraying Bee, being also pushed against the ground.
The guy restraining me led me to the vans, the face of a bitch I'm about to kill right in front of me. Simmons gave me a smug smile, "Happy to see me again?"
I spat in his face and attempted to charge at him but the man held me back tightly. I growled, cold running through my eyes and veins, "God wouldn't I kill to send you to hell right now."
"Oh trust me honey, that's where you'll end up. Sack her," He nudged his head to the vans, the man dragging me into the car.
I was pushed in next to Mikaela, her eyes glistening as she looked into my puffy ones. I turned to Bee who was now frozen and unconscious, letting a splutter as the tears finally emerged from my eyes. Mikaela placed her head on mine as I sobbed into her shoulder, all of today's events as well as memories pouring in on me. Most of all Bee, he was taken for being good to us. It isn't fair anymore, nothing is. I made a promise to him though, that I would find a way to get him back.
Oh hell I will.
A/n: Yay! Sel finally showed some emotions! Probably my favorite part of the movie!
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