Yeah…sorry for the slow update. I will try to update again as soon as possible which should be easier now because I've left school 8D I still have exams to come back in for but I will generally have more time! ^^ And since I think I'm baby sitting all this week, that means a week of fics! =D

Transformers Animated © Hasabro

Chapter 19

Bumblebee sighed. He knew Ratchet was worried, and didn't like the idea of him telling anyone, his persistence was starting to bug him.

"Please Bumblebee," Ratchet begged for the fifth time, "Reconsider. You don't know the wrath of the Elite guard..." Bumblebee flinched as though he'd been stung. He…He didn't know? No, Ratchet didn't know, he didn't have a clue. Bumblebee turned on him.

"I don't know?" Bumblebee growled at his father, "If I don't then who in frag does? Do you know how much slag I've been through in that Primus forsaken planet? No, of course you don't. You were never the outcast. You were never the freak!" Bumblebee hissed the last word before turning on his heels and carrying on towards the base. Ratchet held him in place.

"No, I don't know," Ratchet said, "Tell me. I can help."

"No you can't," he snapped, "Don't you see? They were right weren't they? I am a freak; I should be used to it by now." He managed to pull himself out of Ratchet's grip, only to be held back by Prowl's servo is his.

"What did they do to you Bee?" Prowl asked softly. Bumblebee dropped his gaze to the floor.

"Don't worry about it, that's the past," he looked up, "Now is what you should worry about."

"And what is it we should worry about?" Ratchet asked.

"Isn't that obvious?" Bumblebee asked incredulously, "Hello, big mutant Cyber wolf over here. Half-decepticon. Anything else we need to add?"

"But you not gonna to hurt us Bee," Ratchet responded, "You know that." He shock his head. They didn't understand.

'Then make them,' Ace told him. The idea was simple. He didn't like it, but he had to make them see. He let go of Prowl's servo gently.

"Guys, can you go and get the others, change of plans," he told them, "Bring them to this clearing."

"Why aren't you coming?" Prowl asked.

"Like I said, change of plans," Bumblebee answered with a gentle smile.

"Your not going to tell us what they are, are you?" Ratchet huffed and Bumblebee grinned a very Bumblebee like grin.

"Nope," he said simply and Ratchet rolled his optics, his lips threatening to curl into an amused smile. Prowl smiled, but Bumblebee could tell by his optics he was not convinced of anything by Bumblebee's mood change.

"What are you gonna tell them anyway?" Prowl asked.

"Everything," Bumblebee told him, "Me being a Cyber wolf and a half bot. I would like to tell them about…us too…if that Okay with you." He saw Prowl smile brightly.

"That's fine by me," Prowl said still smiling, until Ratchet's glare forced it away.

"Don't worry Ratchet," Bumblebee told his father, "I won't tell them about you, that's your secret."

"Tell them Bee," Ratchet said softly, "I know I'd never be able to. And you right, on some parts. There needs to be no more secrets…it's just too much…hassle."

"Alright, we'll be back as soon as we can," Prowl said.

"Just remember guys," Bumblebee called as they started to leave, "I can't tell them what I am, my Alpha's orders are still in place. You have to help me show them." Prowl nodded, with a true smile this time.

"Don't worry Bee," Prowl said, "We'll figure this out." Prowl looked like he wanted to say more, but with Ratchet there, Bumblebee could hardly blame him if he dared not. Once they were gone Bumblebee let out a shaky sigh, allowing himself to become absorbed by the voices in his mind, trying to give him advice. Leaning against a tree Bumblebee started to put together his plan.

Prowl trudged back to the base with Ratchet, his mind buzzing. To say he'd been shocked by Bumblebee's revelation was an understatement. But for some reason, he couldn't make himself afraid, as he knew he should be. He felt so completely safe around Bumblebee, like he did in the arms of his creators as a sparkling. His spark throbbed with pity when he remembered Bumblebee had never truly had the experience of being with his creators. It wasn't fair that Primus had taken their chance of a family away from them, but then again, if they'd have left, he would have never met Bee, and his life would have never been complete. It was a selfish thought, but he was glad it had happened. He loved Bumblebee, no one could replace him, ever, and a life without him seemed impossible. Prowl was so lost in thought he didn't realize that they were already back at base. Prowl heard Ratchet breath a sigh of relief when they saw everyone was in the main room, Bulkhead watching TV with Sari and Prime watching the monitors. Ratchet cleared his throat.

"You lot need to come with us," Ratchet said gruffly, "There's something you need to…err…see."

"What would that be Ratchet?" Prime asked, turning to face him. Bulkhead and Sari quickly switched off the TV and came over.

"You'll see, now where is…" Ratchet sounded like he was having trouble getting the name out, "Blurr?"

"Room," Bulkhead answered.

"Prowl…please?" Ratchet asked pleading, "I don't want to test my temper right now." Prowl nodded. He didn't particularly want to see Blurr, let alone talk to him, and he was sure Blurr felt the same about him. But Ratchet was right; there would be no good in Ratchet losing his temper now. Prowl knocked on Blurr's door when he got there.

"Come in," Blurr called warily and Prowl entered reluctantly. Once Blurr saw him, he stiffened on his berth where he sat.

"What, do you want?" Blurr hissed.

"There's something everyone needs to see," Prowl growled, making his dislike for this mech clear in every word, "Ratchet sent me to get you."

"I don't need fetching," Blurr snarled as he got off the berth, he hissed as he passed Prowl in the doorway, "Especially not a stupid washed up ninja-bot like you." Prowl narrowed his visor at the blue racer, wishing he could punch him, but while there was so much going on, he knew he shouldn't. That didn't stop the temptation though. He clenched his fist and kept himself silent by the thought that Blurr would soon know he'd lost. Yes, that thought kept him calm. Bumblebee was his, not Blurr's, and soon, he would know that. Once they got back to the others, Ratchet lead the group out.

"No one, and I mean no one," Ratchet growled with his optics on Blurr, "Is to go off on their own, understood?" They all nodded, except Blurr.

"Why?" Blurr snapped.

"Because it's dangerous that's why," Ratchet snapped back. Then he carried on, leading the group as fast as he could back to the clearing. Blurr looked at him incredulously, as though wondering what could possibly could be dangerous to him here. Wouldn't it be great if he did wander off and a Cyber wolf did bite his stupid head off, Prowl thought. But first, he wanted to see Blurr's reaction. They arrived in the clearing in next to no time, to find it deserted. Where was Bumblebee?

"And what are we supposed to be seeing?" Blurr asked. But then the bush infront of them started to shake. He was here.

"This…" Prowl whispered. And out came Bumblebee, his yellow fur glowing in the sunlight. Prowl gasped. He'd thought Bee looked magnificent enough without the sunlight, but now…there was just no comparison. The sunlight highlighted each curve, each huge muscle. But what really caught Prowl's attention was the way that his fur glew, just like his armour when he was in Robot mode. His baby blue eyes still had the same endless glow within them; it was still Bumblebee, in every way that mattered. Prime took a step back in surprise.

"Cy…Cyber wolf…" Prime gasped, looking horrified, "How…how is this possible?"

"You've token us to it for dinner!" Blurr cried in shock.

"No, we haven't," Ratchet said, but by the way he looked at Blurr he could tell he was considering it, "You have to see this because he's not just a Cyber wolf."

"Then what is it?" Prime asked.

"Its Bumblebee," Bulkhead answered for him and they all turned around in surprise, "I know that look on my little buddy. That's the look he makes when he's upset." Bumblebee gave a grunt of laughter and gave Bulkhead a wolfy grin.

"That is NOT Bumblebee!" Blurr shrieked.

"But Cyber wolves eat us Ratchet!" Prime stated in shock, "It…It can't be right."

"Show them Prowl," Ratchet said nodding at Prowl and Prowl nodded back. He looked at Bumblebee and walked over slowly. Bumblebee stayed perfectly still, but whether it was so he didn't frighten him or because he didn't want to test his self control, Prowl couldn't tell. Prowl gently laid his servo on the side of his face, just like he'd done earlier, and started to stroke it. Bumblebee gave a contented rumble in his chest and leaned gently into Prowl's servo.

"See," Prowl said with a smile, "He won't hurt us."

"It is Bumblebee," Ratchet emphasized, "We saw it earlier. You must believe us. If you don't, he can't prove it." Bumblebee turned his head to Prowl and Prowl drew his servo away, giving Bumblebee a questioning look. Bumblebee gave him the wolfy grin he'd come to recognize already and did something Prowl could never have expected. He licked him, chassis to faceplate. Bumblebee's tongue was gentle, but friendly, and Prowl guessed this was how a kitten felt when its mother groomed it. Prowl laughed, Bumblebee's tongue tiggling his frame. Bumblebee then turned his head and leapt playfully over to Blurr. He dropped into a playful crouch that Prowl recognized from his studies into nature. Bumblebee then started to chase his tail, but he never caught it. Instead he fell over himself and landed in a heap on the floor.

"Okay that's got to be Bumblebee," Prime laughed, "No Cyber wolf acts like that except our youngling." Bumblebee barked happily, wagging his tail at their leader. He turn turned to Blurr. Blurr was rigid with shock, staring at Bumblebee as though he was a demon summoned from the Pit. Bumblebee whined and crouched submissively to the ground, moving towards him slightly. Prowl felt a pang of jealousy. Why was Bumblebee so keen to get Blurr to understand? He'd never wanted to play with him! Why Blurr?

"Bee?" Blurr whispered, "That you?" Bumblebee whined softly and moved closer still. Blurr slowly moved his servo towards Bumblebee, copying what Prowl had done. Bumblebee leaned up slowly into his hand and a contented rumble sounded in his chest again, causing another pang of jealousy to shoot through the ninja-bot. Blurr smiled slightly and stroked Bumblebee's form, all the way down his body.

"I knew you'd believe them eventually," Bumblebee said softly, turning his head to Blurr who stared back at him.

"It really is you!" Blurr cried.

"Told you so," Prowl said superiorly and he smiled at Bumblebee, who returned it with another wolfy grin.

"And he won't hurt us," Ratchet clarified again, "He's harmless to us." Bumblebee's good mood evaporated like water in a hot sun. He growled suddenly, baring his teeth.

"No!" Bumblebee growled, "I'm not harmless! I'm dangerous, very dangerous. To each and everyone of you, except Sari." Bumblebee looked down at the techno-organic, "No offense Sari, but your scent, well, its…not that…appealing…" Sari laughed.

"I'm not gonna complain about that," Sari said with a smile.

"No, I wouldn't either," Bumblebee agreed and suddenly he snarled, Blurr shrinking away from him, "I'm the biggest threat, to all of you." Bumblebee circled around them, his eyes never seeming to leave any of them.

"But you won't hurt us Bee," Prowl said, "You know that. We know that."

"What if I lost control Prowl, for just a second," Bumblebee growled and suddenly he swiped at a nearby tree, uprooting it without much effort, "As if you could fight me!" Bumblebee ran around them, turning into a yellow blur, "As if you could outrun me!" Bumblebee stopped inches from Ratchet's faceplate, "I'm the biggest threat to any Autobot or Decepticon in the area, everything about me lures my prey in." Bumblebee leapt over Ratchet to Prowl, he growled savagely at the ninja-bot, "My eyes, my fur, even my very presence draws you in!" Bumblebee ran infront of them and whipped around to face them, "I'm the universe's greatest predator." Then Bumblebee let out a whine, "Please, understand that." Prowl shuddered. Nothing, he'd seen nothing in his entire life stream as terrifying as he found Bumblebee a moment ago. Terrifying yes, terrifyingly beautiful. The sheer sorrow behind those words shocked Prowl to his core, had Bee suffered this much for something beyond his control? Prowl was the first to move once Bumblebee had finished. He walked slowly over to Bumblebee and brought his head down to his.

"Did I frighten you?" Bumblebee asked sadly.

"A little," Prowl said honestly.

"I'm sorry," Bumblebee said, "I didn't want to, but I had to, I had to make you see."

"I trust you Bee," Prowl said softly and he hugged Bumblebee's chest. Bumblebee froze for a moment in surprise, but after a moment he leaned down and rubbed his cheek against Prowl back lovingly. They didn't let go of each other until a dry cough was heard behind them. Prowl turned around and blushed scarlet when he saw the grins of each of his teammates, except Ratchet, who was scowling at them and of course Blurr, who looked ready to kill. Bumblebee ducked into the bushes, and came back out a moment later in his normal form.

"Guys, I have something else to confess," Bumblebee said nervously, although he was mostly looking in shame at Prime.

"What's the matter Bee?" Prime asked moving over to him and rubbing soothing circles on his helm. It was a very fatherly thing to do and it was immediately clear who had raised Bumblebee in Ratchet's absence. Ratchet watched them, his optics flickering between jealousy and sorrow, clearly wishing he could be the one to do that.

"I'm not…who…who you think I am," Bumblebee said sadly, "I'm not…good…"

"Yes you are!" Prowl and Ratchet snapped at the same time. Both of them looked at each other in embarrassment, and then looked away.

"Why wouldn't you be good Bumblebee?" Prime asked softly.

"What could possibly be not good about you Bee?" Blurr asked with a gentle smile that made Prowl's spark boil.

"I'm…only half Autobot…" Bumblebee said and silence reined between them all.

"What?" Blurr breathed.

"I'm a half bot," Bee told him, looking down, "Half autobot, decepticon. Do I need to make it any clearer?" Blurr just stared at him, not answering. Prowl took Bumblebee's servo in his own and gave it an encouraging squeeze. Bumblebee gave his servo a grateful squeeze back and he shot Prowl a small smile of thanks. Prime drew away from the young bot.

"How…how do you know?" Prime asked, "You told me you couldn't remember anything about your creators! You swore it to me!"

"I'm sorry Prime, I'm sorry!" Bumblebee cried, "I didn't want to lie, but…but I couldn't tell you, how could I when I could hardly understand anything myself?"

"How could you not tell me?" Prime shouted back, "I trusted you!"

"I thought you'd understand!" Bumblebee shouted, "I thought you wouldn't care what I was."

"How do you even know?" Prime demanded frostily. Bumblebee glanced quickly at Ratchet, almost pleadingly, silently begging for help. Prowl squeezed his servo again.

"Don't shout at him Prime," Ratchet said, coming to his aid, "You can't blame him for being born the way he was."

"What role do you have in this Ratchet?" Prime demanded.

"Oh not much," Ratchet said simply, walking over to stand between Bumblebee and the usually calm Prime. He faced Prime and narrowed his optics, "And I don't appreciate you shouting at my son for something beyond his control." Prime flinched as though he'd been struck. Bulkhead's bottom jaw actually fell off in surprise and Blurr collapsed to the floor in shock.

"Can…please…no…can't…" Prime stammered.

"You heard me, Bumblebee is my son," Ratchet growled, "And I'll go to the Pit before I stand aside and let you rip at him for this."

"But you can't be!" Prime cried, "It's impossible. Medics are forbidden to have sparkling's! And if he's a half bot…no…you can't have…not you Ratchet surely!"

"Yeah I mated with a decepticon," Ratchet said simply, "Her name was Blackray."

"Was…she's…dead?" Blurr asked, struggling for coherency.

"Yes, she died in the fire that took Bumblebee from me," Ratchet answered sadly, his optics shining with grief. Prowl's spark twisted with pity, trying to imagine losing Bumblebee. Suddenly he gripped Bumblebee's servo tighter. Never, he was never going to lose Bumblebee, he wouldn't allow it. Blurr's optics suddenly flickered over to him and they trained on his and Prowl's joined servos. But Prime seemed to have reached the end of his tether.

"You're a traitor!" Prime hissed at Ratchet, who merely looked down, not rushing to defend himself as he normally would, "You've betrayed the whole autobot cause! You took a decepticon as a mate and betrayed your duty to help us! You're nothing more than…" But he was cut off. Everything seemed to happen at super speed. One moment Bumblebee was next to Prowl, watching in shock. The next minute he'd let go of his servo and was flying at Prime. Bumblebee let out a feral cry and his servo changed into a stinger. Bumblebee's aim was true and hit its intended target, Prime's left optic. Prime let out a cry out pain and Bumblebee shocked him before taking his stinger out and punching the Prime to the floor. Bumblebee landed gracefully, snarling ferally down at Prime, who cowered beneath him. Prowl shivered at Bumblebee's optics, the first true feeling of fear at the look on those optics, those bright gruesome red optics. Acting on instinct, Prowl ran over to Bumblebee and hugged him close. Bumblebee let out a feral hiss of fury and started to struggle, and hard. Prowl could barely hold him but he put everything he had into keeping him there. He whispered soothing words into Bee audios, holding him close. Slowly, Bumblebee's thrashes quietened, and eventually stopped all together. His optics faded back to their normal baby blue and Bumblebee froze.

"Prowl…" Bumblebee whispered looking at him with wide eyes.

"I'm here Bee," Prowl said softly, still holding him.

"Prowl…" Bumblebee said again but this time he buried his faceplate in Prowl's neck cables, "Oh Primus, I'm so sorry."

"It's Okay Bumblebee," Prowl soothed, "Its Okay. Everything's going to be fine."

"No it's not," Bumblebee said, "My behavior was wrong and unforgivable." Bumblebee turned away from the embrace and faced Prime, looking cold, "But you…you deserved what you got. I promise…no I swear to you. If you ever, ever talk about my father like that again," Bumblebee growled, "There is a fate worse than death." Prime nodded quickly, clearly hoping not to aggravate Bee again.

"Kay," Prime squeaked. Bumblebee sighed.

"There's still more to tell," Bumblebee carried on, "Just one last thing I think you all should know. Something good…no…brilliant." Prowl's fears and concerns dissolved at these words, knowing what was to come.

"What more can there be?" Sari asked incredulously, peering out from behind Bulkhead.

"Me, and Prowl," Bumblebee said with his first true happy smile of the day, "We're together."

"No. Way!" Sari squeaked in excitement, "That's well…unexpected…but still, awesome guys!" Sari ran over to Bee and hugged his leg, Bumblebee smiling down at him.

"Thanks Sari, that means a lot," Bumblebee said happily. Prowl would be happy normally, but right now, his optics were trained on Blurr. Blurr's faceplate had contorted into an utter look of sheer fury at Bee's words.

"NO!" Blurr screeched, "NO NO NO!"

"Blurr?" Bumblebee said in surprise, "What…?" But he was cut off by Blurr's roar of fury, as he leapt at Prowl. Not wasting a second, Prowl let out his own roar of fury and met Blurr's attack head on. He felt nothing but exhilaration rush through him. This…it felt good. He'd won, he'd gotten Bee first, he'd be the one to hold him, kiss him, love him, not Blurr, not ever. Blurr's optics were full of utter loathing as the two rolled around in a vicious fight of fists and anything the pair could use against each other.

"No!" he heard Ratchet call, "Let them fight it out. It's about time this happened." Between throwing and receiving punches, Prowl briefly saw Bumblebee, his faceplate covered with a look of sheer horror, as though he was watching the destruction of everything he lived for. But Prowl couldn't stop. He wanted Blurr to know just how much he hated him, just how much he wanted this worthless mech to suffer. He felt energon splatter across his faceplate, but whether it was his or Blurr's he could no longer tell. That's when he felt someone push them apart.

"No!" Bumblebee cried, "Please, no more!" Prowl froze in place when he saw the tears streaming down his faceplate, "Please…" Bumblebee's voice was so small so helpless, Prowl felt a stab of guilt in his spark. Prowl looked at Blurr properly for the first time, feeling triumphant when he saw the long gash across the blue racers chassis. But his triumph soon melted into terror when he saw the look in Bumblebee's optics. A look of uncontrollable hunger as he stared at Blurr and then at him. Prowl looked down and gasped when he saw himself covered in more minor gashes, also leaking energon. He looked up again in terror, into the bright blue eyes of a hungry Cyber wolf.