Please note that these characters belong to their original creators as do any songs used in this fiction, not me, this is just my take on what might happen enjoy and let me know what you think.
also i am trying to fix any mistakes that i might have missed in past chapters (i.e spelling, grammar)
Sam wanted to follow his dad inside so that he could overhear the conversation but the moment he tried to reach for the handle his Avatar flickered and a warning message flashed across his vision "power reserves low, enter stasis in the next thirty minutes or forced stasis will take affect". Sam then realised that neither he or Bumblebee had managed to get any rest that night and now his systems were starting to run down. As the first rays of dawn crept over the horizon both Sam and Bumblebee settled into stasis as their Avatars merged with their main forms once more.
The sound of voices got Sam's attention through the haze of stasis, he had barely woken and he still felt like just ignoring the noise and giving him self over to the blissful rest of full stasis. But the conversation was just too loud to block out "so when can you have it done?" asked Ron "well like I said this is a big job and you want it done in a real rush, but I think that we can do it in about five days" answered the unknown voice of a man, "not good enough, I need this done right now and I don't care how much it costs". "great" thought Sam "my dad is trying to get the yard fixed and he's not willing to wait, could he at least take this guy back on to the front so I can get some shut optic", "I'm sorry sir but...." Ron interrupted the man and said "I need it started today, just look over there.." but this time Ron didn't get to finish what he was saying. "did that car just move?" asked the man "it's a car they don't move on their own" answered a very nervous Ron "tell you what go and call your boss, see if he can get this done any faster". "sam are you awake?" asked Ron now that he was alone "just about dad" replied Sam, "sorry, I didn't mean to wake you I just need to get this work started right away" "it's ok dad I know that you need to get you lawn fixed" Ron paused for a second at Sam's words before he said "it's not about the lawn sam, I'm having an extra large garage built for you and bee, I want it done yesterday but this guy isn't getting how important it is". This jolted Sam fully awake "you having it built for us?" asked Sam "yeh for the both of you, the last thing I want is for either of you to be hurt by some one" Sam had never heard his dad use such a worried tone before, "thanks dad" was all he could think to say "hey come on now, if your feeling up to it see if you can get your avatar going, your mom wants to talk to you and there's a letter inside for you, your mom will explain" said Ron as he headed to the front yard.
It took a few minutes for Sam to pull him self together enough to form an Avatar, even when he did his Avatar looked like it was half asleep. Sam walked over to Bumblebee and gave his alf form a small nudge to see if he was awake, in an instant Bee Avatar took shape, his looked only a little more awake than Sam's. "how are you feeling bee" asked Sam "ok just a little tired is all" replied Bumblebee "lets head inside, my mom wants to talk" both Sam and Bee dragged their Avatars inside neither really wanting to do anything other than fall back into stasis. "sam are you all right?" asked Judy worriedly "were ok just a little tired is all" answered Sam as he looked over to the couch for a soft stop to lay on. But the couch was already in use, there sleeping in an awarded position was Miles, his face was covered with dark black marks and smudges, his clothes looked like he had slept in them and there was a strong smell of smoke about him. Sam pointed to his friend and was about to ask what had happened when his mom gestured over to the kitchen table and said "over here honey". Bumblebee sat down first propping his head up on his arms so that it stayed level with every one else, Sam then joined him as he rested his head on Bee's shoulder. As Judy sat down she explained "ok first of all miles is all right, it seems that the thugs that paid us a visit called on him first, they carved up his yard to and torched his car" Sam managed to sit upright and mouth the word "what". Judy carried on and said "that's why we got that guy here last night, most of the other cops were helping miles and his family as the fire nearly reached their house" Sam just nodded in response "any way the fire department put the fire out and managed to save the house, but there are a lot of people still running round there searching for clues and things".
Both Sam and Bumblebee sat there in silence as they took all this in, neither of them had thought that they were second on the list of targets. "now as for that cop that came here, your father raised a little hell down at the station first by phone then when he called down there after I woke up and believe me that's the last sleeping tablet I take ever" said Judy as a worried expression crossed her face. Judy got up and brought a sealed envelope over to Sam, it had his and the human name that Bumblebee went by written on the front "your farther sat there while the station captain wrote this out for you two" Judy was smiling as she handed it over to Sam. Still half in stasis Sam fumbled around with the envelope as he tried to open it, on his third try the contents spilled out onto the table; Sam picked up the short hand written letter and both he and Bumblebee read it.
"Dear Mr Witwicky and Mr Bombus I must apologise for the actions of my officer, had I known that you had an unpleasant history with him, I would have ensured that he was never to call at your home for any reason let alone one as troubling as this.
As for the damage caused by the intruders I assure you that we will investigate any and all leads in hopes of resolving this matter in a timely fashion and please rest assured that we will keep a patrol on your street to insure that this never happens again as the safety of you, your family and your neighbours is our first concern.
Once more I apologise for the actions of my officer, it is not the policy of this department or of it's officers to imply that such incidents are a result of someone's life style and I assure you that the officer in question will be disciplined and will not be allowed to deal with this or any case like this until such time that he has received training to help him correct his actions and choice of words when dealing with such cases and it is my hope that at some future point you will be willing to accept a formal apology from him for his poorly chosen words and actions.
Regards
Captain Reynold Smith"
"what exactly did dad do to get this kind of a reaction so fast?" asked Sam "your dad knows a few people down there and when he told them how you had been treated and what had been said to you he received the royal treatment" Judy was smiling as she spoke "from what you farther overheard that guy is going to be flying a desk in the back of the station filing papers for months until he learns his lesson". "couldn't have happened to a nicer guy" commed Sam "you going to let him apologise when he's ready?" asked Bumblebee out loud "to be honest bee if I never see him again then it will be too soon". "so is your farther still terrorising that poor man outside?" asked Judy "he was the last time we saw him" answered Sam, Judy just rolled her eyes and got up to help smooth things out "if he wants the garage building quickly he at least needs to be able to get the contractor to stay here long enough to build it" she said heading to the front door.
As they were still tired both Sam and Bee made there way to a very inviting chair near the couch, Sam got into it first followed by Bumblebee who climbed onto his lap as he rested their heads together. "so are you guys ok?" asked a voice that sounded even more tired that either Sam or Bumblebee. Looking over to the couch Sam saw that Miles was looking over at them through half open eyes "man miles, you look how we feel" commented Sam "thanks, that must mean you two are the walking dead then" all three managed a small laugh before exhaustion forced them to stop. "so what did they write on you lawn, or did they save the spelling bee for us?" asked Bumblebee "I got "STAY AWAY FROM WITWICKEDETY" with your name rewritten twice" answered Miles, Sam just let his head slump back as he said "can't they even get my name right when they're making a threat". "yeh well at least they didn't set your car on fire" replied Miles. Bumblebee tensed at the words "sorry I didn't.." said Miles realising what he had done "it's ok miles, I had a lot of trouble getting my words right when I first met bee too" said Sam gently as he knew all to well how hard it was to get the words right round an Autobot during the first few weeks.
"so what are you guys planning today" asked Miles changing the subject "we were planning to practice for the big race tomorrow but now we need to get some serious stasis in now or we won't have enough energy for it" answered Bumblebee "stasis?" asked a confused Miles. "man I need to write a phrase book or something" thought Sam "it means sleep miles, that's what we call it when we go to sleep" explained Sam, "oh right I guess you would need stasis after last night, but what race are you guys talking about?" "a big street race, it's coming here and were entering so we can let off some steam" explained Sam once more "that and to blow the competition out of the water" added Bee.
Yawning Miles asked "so when you guys enter how are you going to keep the judges and all that from finding out about you guys being all alien robot underneath?" "that's easy" answered Bumblebee "we're transformers, shape shifters if you will, when they look us over all they will find is that we are just normal cars and I doubt that they will be using any equipment like the military", "so lets say you guys enter and you win what are you going to do with the prize if it's something like a years supply of gas or something else that neither of you can use?" "were not interested in the prize miles, just the race, we just want to head out on the track and drive as fast and as hard as we can" answered Sam. "so if.." "yes miles, if we don't want it you can have it" said Sam knowing where this was heading after years spending time with Miles.
Miles grinned his eyes falling closed once more, "well at least we managed to get things straightened out between me and miles bee" commed Sam not wanting to wake his dozing friend "yeh but it did have a price sam, given that who ever attacked us also went after miles then I'd guess that we were being watched when came back last night" replied Bumblebee. Bee was right, the talk with miles had placed him in danger but it was not from a Decepticon or the government it was from someone, most likely Trent, who hated gays. Of all the dangers Sam had considered he had never thought about this one and now he had to watch out for homophobic humans and so did Miles, shearing his secret had come with a price and his family and friends would have to pay it.
Sam's last waking thoughts were of how the world had taken such an unexpected turn, slowly he was realising that his life was taking on a new definition. As an Autobot his relationship with Bee was something to be celebrated, but here out in the rest of the world he was going to have to deal with people that didn't understand or tolerate his love for Bumblebee. It wasn't like dealing with a Decepticon if one of them started causing him trouble then he could just blow a hole through said Decepticon but he didn't have such an option with humans. Sam knew in his spark that there he would have to hold back and not harm them, he could defend him self up to a point but he would always be forced to hold back almost everything and so would Bee. "at least there are some who think that were normal" thought Sam as he remembered Max and there would surely be others like him, but then Bee's words came back to Sam "they have no markings to show which side they're on", "ohh way to much to think about" though Sam as his view of the world was replaced by darkness.