AN- So i decided to keep going. After such a quick response to the last one i couldn't stop. Thank you to my reviewers. This chapter is your doing. IN other news, Fate's Disguise should have chapter 2 up soon.
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Chapter 12
(Annalina's POV)
Three days later and I find myself at the Witwicky household trying to help Sam pack for college. His parents were having mixed reactions about his departure. His mother was openly wailing in despair.
"You have to come home for every holiday, even the small ones." She said to Sam as he tried to place some boxes on the table.
"I can't do that mom." He tried to tell her calmly. It wasn't working. I laughed quietly at their exchange.
"Well, then we'll come to you." She certainly was determined I'll give her that.
"Judy, perhaps, you should let Sam get back to packing. I know you don't want him to go but think of the alternative. He could end up like Trent." No one in this house hold liked the hulking, idiotic jock. Judy Witwicky held a particular grudge for bullying her prized son. While I held her distracted I saw Sam make his escape back up stairs.
"You're right. He has to get going. I still don't like losing my baby boy." She started the tears again as she walked away. Freed of that, I decided to go help Sam in his bedroom. Walking up the stairs and into it, I discovered it hadn't changed at all. It was still a mess. Sam was on his cell talking to Mikaela.
"Sam tell Mik I said hi." I nudged him in the ribs as I walked over to his closet. Despite being a former jock arm ornament, the girl had brains and we got along well. I hoped things went well for the two of them.
"Mikaela, Anna says hi." I heard him throw in randomly. I made my way over to his closet where I saw an old torn up sweatshirt.
"Sam," he turned to me. "What is this?" I held up the shredded thing like it was the plague.
"That's the D-day shirt. I wore that thing in Mission City." HE answered with a smug smile and a nod of his head.
"I see. I take it then you still want it."
"Of course. I bled in that thing; it's special." Shaking my head in resignation, I started to fold the thing to put in the box. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of silver fall from the hood of the thing and burn through the floor. Smoke started rising as the floor caught on fire. Sam noticed, told Mikaela he'd call back, and then tried to help me put it out. It wasn't going well. Sam was shouting, Fire, Fire uselessly. Seeing I wasn't helping with that I moved to go see where it fell, whatever it was. I didn't make it far. The door was shoved open by small mechs who then started shooting us both.
"AHHHHH!" Sam let out a girly shriek. We quickly made it to the window and jumped outside.
"What is going on? Ah… oomph…" Ron questioned but then saw what was up there and turned, face planting in the dirt. I was hiding behind the fountain and the two men joined me.
"Bumblebee!" Sam shouted for his guardian, who then came bursting out of the garage. Bee quickly took care of the little pests, but not without damaging the house some. Standing up, the three of us turned to survey the damage. Judy came running out of the house with, was that a waffle iron on her head?
"Bee, get in the garage." Sam scolded Bee. I could hear the sirens in the distance. Sam pulled out his phone and quickly called Mikaela.
"Mikaela, you need to get over here fast. I'll explain when you get here." He hung up, not allowing her to explain. I followed him into the kitchen when I saw him leave.
"What is that?" I asked when he discreetly picked up the sliver I saw fall and place it in a tube. "That can't be what I think it is?" They only thing I could think of that would cause this would be an all spark fragment. "It is, isn't it?" my breathing slowed and Sam nodded his head. The shard must have gotten caught on his jacket.
"I'm going to talk with Bee." I left Sam and briskly walked toward the garage. Bee was sitting in the corner, looking a bit dejected.
"Thanks for the save there, Bee." I smiled sweetly at the scout. "But we have a bit of a problem. It's an Allspark shard." My face fell and Bumblebee's face snapped to face my own.
"Really?" His actual voice was still new so he didn't use it often, but he used it now.
"Really." I confirmed.
"We must contact Optimus. He'll need to know of this now." I watched as his optics dimmed and he opened up a com link with the leader. Suddenly I heard my love's deep voice.
"Annalina, we need to get this shard back to base. It may have escaped our attention, but there is no guarantee it escaped the Decepticon's as well. You all should be back at base as well. Being in contact with it could present increased threat from the Cons." He sounded worried.
"Okay, I can do that. Just a minute." I jogged out of the tarp covered garage over to where Sam and Mikaela were.
"Guys, Optimus wants us and the shard back to base." My gaze shifted between the two of them. Sam was the one who spoke first.
"You can have the shard, but I'm trying to move on here. I want a normal life now." I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Sam, so you just want to give all of this up? Why? What about Bee? Isn't he like your best friend?" The questions poured out of my mouth as I tried to piece it together. What could possibly detract someone from what we have?
"I just need a normal life. Bee will be fine. He needs to go be with the other Autobots, not trapped in my dad's garage. Here take the shard. Your life is with them too." I slowly took the shard from his hand.
"Yeah, it is. And soon enough you'll realize so is yours." I walked away without waiting for him to reply. I was a bit stung that Sam could see the wonderful thing we had been given. I shook my head as I re-entered the garage.
"Sam isn't coming. He said he wants to have a normal life. Let's go Bee. I got the shard." His optics dimmed in sadness as he transformed into his Camaro form. I climbed in and we drove off to base together.