Late night.
"Where's the little one?" Bulkhead asked as he and Arcee entered the base from taking the kids home.
"Recharging" Optimus answered with a sigh.
"What he give you a hard time?" Arcee asked with a small laugh.
"N-yeah...He's just hard to tire out" Optimus chuckled sitting down on the couch tiredly.
"Yeah you figure you put him out in the war yesterday and you'd think he'd be pratically, dead from all the fighting..." Arcee said walking down the hallway.
"Arcee..." Optimus turned and looked over the couch arm, watching the femme walk into the sparkling's room.
"Bumblebee..." Arcee whispered, stroking the recharging sparklings helm.
"I don't like having Cliff...gone...and I'd feel even worse...if I lost my only little brother, that so called adopted father of yours, decided it would be a brilliant idea to throw you into the war, but you know...we couldn't hide you...from the war forever...but we can still protect you, we always will, never hesitate to protect our sparkling, no matter how old you get" Arcee smiled and cried silently as she stroked the helm of the recharging sparkling.
Optimus standing against the wall next to the sparklings doorway, quietly listened to every word the femme that was sitting beside the sparkling on the berth was saying, Optimus knew he made a grave mistake putting Bumblebee into a battle at sparkling age, but taking him out of the war would make no difference, the sparking would eventually throw himself into the war weather Optimus gave him permission or not.
"Being a sparkling born in the middle of the war dosen't help your situation bud, but nobody's perfect, you couldn't help it, your birth was unknown" Arcee sighed giving one last smile before leaving the room.
Optimus trying act like he wasnt listening, quickly jumped over to Ratchet, who was walking past the hallway at the moment.
"Do you need something?" Ratchet asked stopping in his tracks, raising an optic ridge at Optimus.
"Uuuuh...what you up to?" Optimus smiled innocently at Ratchet.
"Cleaning my equipment..." Ratchet said shaking his helm and walking away.
Optimus looked over his shoulder to see a very confused femme.
"I'll help!" Optimus said quickly, jumping over to Ratchet.
"The hell is with you!?" Ratchet asked looking to the side of him to see the panicky prime.
"Nothing just let me help" Optimus said grabbing a wrench at the exact same time Ratchet did.
"No I'm fine thank you" Ratchet said trying to pull the wrench from Optimus.
"No I wanna help" Optimus insisted, pulling the wrench back.
"I don't need the help!" Ratchet said pulling the wrench back.
Arcee just stood in the hallway doorframe whatching the two arguing over a wrench, this was all entertainment for her.
"Yes you do!"
"No I don't"
"Yes you do"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No I don't now beat it!" Ratchet growled finally getting the wrench free of the primes grip and giving the prime a good smack on the helm with it.
"Ow!, fine..." Optimus said rubbing his helm.
"Oh man!, ha ha ha, Ratchet you're the best grumpy mech ever!, ha ha ha!" Arcee said holding her stomach and laughing hysterically.
"Uhuh..." Ratchet sighed rolling his optics.
"Mmhmm...Bumblebee?" Optimus rolled his optics at the femme, getting a quick glimps of a tiny yellow sparkling behind the femme,before Optimus turned to the monitors.
"Huh?, oh hey Bee what are you doing up sweetie?" Arcee cooed picking up the sparkling that was behind her in the hallway doorframe.
"Bad dream..." Bumblebee buzzed quietly, resting his tired helm on Arcee's chest.
"A bad dream?, what about?" Arcee asked rubbing Bumblebee's back.
"Big bad bot..." Bumblebee whimpered.
"Do you know who the bot is?" Arcee asked.
"No but, he seem seen before, he took my speak" Bumblebee clicked and twittered.
"...Translation?" Ratchet said turning to Optimus.
"Bumblebee has seen him before, he robbed Bumblebee's voice..." Optimus spoke in a saddened tone.
"We know who that is..." Arcee growled holding Bumblebee tightly.
"He dosen't know who he is yet" Optimus sighed.
"Well you can stay out here with us untell you feel better" Arcee cooed and smiled at Bumblebee.
"K..." Bumblebee yawned flickering his tired optics.
20 minutes later
"Night" Ratchet said walking into his room leaving Optimus in the hallway.
"How is he?" Optimus asked Arcee as she came out from the sparklings room doorway.
"You might want to do something, and identify that wonderful brother of yours, to that sparkling of yours" Arcee said angirly, as she left Bumblebee's room to go to hers.
"Yes..." Optimus sighed walking into Bumblebee's room.
"Opt...who Megtron?" Bumblebee clicked to the prime entering his room.
"You mean Megatron...You know his name?, oh Arcee must have told you" Optimus said, sitting beside Bumblebee on the berth.
"Cee no told me" Bumblebee shook his helm.
"Who did then..." Optimus asked.
"Me did" Bumblebee beeped pointing to his spark.
"Oh..." *he couldn't possibly have a connection with Megatron...if he did...he would have one with me...* Optimus thought to himself.
"Opt?" Bumblebee chirped trying to snap the prime out his thoughts.
"Little one, Megatron is the cause of this war, we are fighting" Optimus answered the young scout.
"Why we fighting war?" Bumblebee asked looking up at Optimus.
"Bumblebee that is more of something I will explain when you are older" Optimus sighed getting up from the berth.
"Why Megtron want war?" Bumblebee asked watching Optimus stand by his berth.
"Bumblebee... recharge, we will talk tomorrow" Optimus sighed walking out of the room leaving Bumblebee alone with no answeres.
"Wha!" Arcee shot up in a sitting position on her berth after feeling a presence beside her berth.
"Cee..."
"Bumblebee come here sweetie what are you doing up still?" Arcee cooed picking up Bumblebee.
"Can I stay you?" Bumblebee beeped with a sad tone.
"Of course you can, did Optimus explain everything to you?" Arcee asked grabbing Bumblebee's favorite blanket.
"No...Opt no wanna talk to me..." Bumblebee clicked tiredly as Arcee wraped the blanket around him.
"Ugh!, of course he didn't!, whatever...Bee I'll take for a drive tomorrow hows that sound bud?" Arcee said to Bumblebee.
"Yeah!" Bumblebee squeaked happily.
"Ok, but you gotta recharge" Arcee told Bumblebee as she lay him down beside her.
"Okedokey Cee" Bumblebee whirred snuggling closely to the warm femme.
"Night sparking" Arcee sighed closing her optics.
"Night Cee..." Bumbebee yawned slipping into recharge.
Optimus sighed staring up at his ceiling, thinking about how to tell Bumblebee about everything, what Optimus truely wanted to know was if he had a connectionwith Bumblebee.