Hey, I know I should be updating more than just this story, but I just finished my book and my mind is half off line. This is, in my mind, my main story and the one I half to think about least to write. So, forgive me, I will be updating others before I leave for another long time away from this site, but right now you're going to have to bear with me and accept another chapter for this story while my others remain new-chapter less.

Hope you like it.

We heard her footsteps come to a halt outside the door; every Autobot door had a smaller one human-sized for obvious reasons. Hesitantly, she knocked and waited. Before, in the past, she would have just walked in. She, like me, was welcome to every room without permission. But she has obviously realized the Autobots are all on my side and like me enough that with her leaving me, she isn't quite in the same position.

Not because she isn't with me anymore, no, the Autobots didn't accept her only because she was with me. They are better than that. But they treat her more and more like any other soldier from NEST, less than Will even because he hangs out with us more than she does, because they all disapproved of her manner of leaving me. Of course they don't know it was partly because of my gift, but they do know the other parts. They are just kind enough to ignore one of the things Bee and I did tell them, that she didn't like how I seemed to choose them over humans.

"Come in Mikayla." I said, knowing Bee would stay silent as we talked for whatever reason. She came to talk to me. He wouldn't interfere until he felt he needed to.

She did, and closed the door behind her before facing us. She approached and eyed how I sat leaning against Bee with his hand over me, still slightly tight though he had relaxed it for the most part.

She came to a stop before us, shifting her eyes from my over all position to my face.

"Sam, Bumblebee." she greeted us both.

"Hello Mikayla." I tried to keep my voice steady. Hearing her voice brought her previous words back to my mind. You would choose Autobots over humans. He would you. Because you already have. I'm leaving. Good bye Sam.

Bee wasn't so composed, he had been most upset about Mikayla's action, having all of her motives. "Mikayla." he nodded, the annoyance was clear in his voice. Or perhaps my judgment is corrupted by the link we now shared and the fact I really do know his feelings.

"Why are you here?" I asked, looking down at her. She sighed.

"What are you two doing? It doesn't seem like there's much to do in here." I became suspicious.

"We were talking, preparing for later when I join the Autobots." my thoughts turned ruthless. "I suppose your here to try one last time to stray me from joining them? You can't, and if you truly think I have abandoned the humans to join the Autobots, then alright. So be it." I began to glare.

She shook her head. "That isn't why I came." she replied. For a split second I thought she had changed her mind and was again all that I had loved. "I can already tell you're already too far gone for that." I frowned once more, she hasn't changed. "I only came to see if it was true."

"If what was true?" I asked, once again cautious. She can't know, who would have told her?

"It doesn't matter. I can see it is. Sam, is there any part of you that's still human?" I was about to respond, but that made me stop. As her words in the mess hall made me stop and realize the truth in my situation, I realized the truth in these words. What part of me is still human? My gift was of All Spark power, the excess from what would have been used as Energon. Only a small part of the energy coming from my spark, within my heart, keeps blood flowing through my veins and my heart beating. Just there, I have a spark that is actually keeping me alive. Then there's the link, of course. It blends Bee and I to a point, the part of us from whatever makes the aura.

And on a side thought, this made me realize that the auras weren't just a feel of a beings age, personality, and innocence. It didn't just exist for me to read, and therefore have another purpose. Without much thoughts, I came to the conclusion they had to be a person's soul or spirit. It made sense.

But I was quickly drawn back to the question at hand.

"If it makes you happy, none." I replied. "I have a spark keeping me alive," she looked surprised because she hadn't known this much. "And I have powers that come of it. But, if you would realize, if I wasn't human, I wouldn't have these powers. So I am still human, because I was born one." She was also surprise at my answer. In the mess hall, everything she said had taken me off guard and I had barely any answers, let alone explanations. But I have thought of this question in the past, therefore I do have an answer.

"But you're doing everything you can to get rid of that small part, aren't you?" I didn't say anything for a moment, then she continued. "I honestly can't believe you've gone this low though."

"How, pray tell, low have I gone?" I asked. Bee's hand tightened a bit. He knew as well as I did what she was talking about. He didn't want her to say it, because it would be an accusation coming from her. I just wanted to know how she found out.

"I also didn't think the Autobots low enough to allow it, let alone welcome it."

I was getting anxious, knowing she was delaying saying it. To her it was a cuss.

"A pet. I know of that link, and I know what it means." she looked disgusted. Bee was about to cut in, but I had an urgent question. I sent him patience, showing I wanted to say something first.

She anticipated for me to ask how she knew this, but I changed the direction of this conversation.

"What happened to you?" I asked. "What happened? Little more than two years ago you were concerned about the fall I had on my mom's bike. You followed me into that parking garage and ran away with me from Barricade. You got in the car with me when bee came to the rescue, you even chopped off Frenzy's head. Not long later, you went with me every time I left to visit the Autobot's here. Laughing and joking as I did. You held no ill feeling toward the Autobots, yet now you accuse me of something you were doing. If they had offered for me to join earlier, you would have with me without a second thought. I know you are working with Ratchet now, but it isn't the same. I just wonder where you went astray."

No one said a thing for a few minutes after my speech. No one moved. Then Bee shifted his hand over me and sent awe toward me. I accepted it and shifted where I was, huddling more into his hand. But I kept my eyes on Mikayla, who was thinking intently.

"Sam, I changed when I grew up and opened my eyes. You helped me with that. When I realized you held secrets even from me, I wondered what else I had been blink to. I realized how much you relied on the Autobots, and I realized what would happen if they left. I realized how much time we both spent with the Autobots over the humans. I worried we were both turning our backs on the rest of our own kind to join a species we weren't. And I realized you really were going to join them, not even considering joining NEST instead. And I had already taken the opportunity to become Ratchet's assistant. I couldn't decline after I'd already accepted.

"And I also realized how on the path we were on, trying to 'join a species we aren't'," she quoted herself, "it was only true on my part. After I seen your gift, I realized you can't be as human as I am, and that when it does come time to turn our backs on humanity, it was really only me turning my back. You weren't completely human to begin with, so you didn't have as much to abandon." She concluded.

Of all the things I thought up as to the reason she'd done all she had, this I hadn't anticipated. I could see things from her view, but I still refused to give up my position.

"Why didn't you just end your lessons before they began? It would be easier, and surely Ratchet would soon realize you don't really want it."

"I'm sure he already has." she said quietly. "And when I overheard this link between Ratchet and Arcee, and I realized they loved the idea, I came here. It's done, isn't it?"

I nodded, and I'm sure Bee did too.

"Why did you do it? Why is everyone so fond of the idea? I do know the Autobots, and I do know they don't think that of us."

Bee answered. "Mostly everyone just cares for Sam greatly." he began, Mikayla shifted her gaze from me to him. "And they all enjoy the idea of not having to face his death as soon as we all expected."

"Does this link make him immortal?" She asked.

"No. He just doesn't age and won't die until I'm off line." he answered. I relaxed and let my head go back as I let Bee take over the conversation. I had a lot to think about.

"What else is there?" she asked, cautious. "What other reasons did you make it?"

"Our emotions are linked as are our sparks, or, spark and heart." to be honest, I didn't know which one of mine was contributing to the link. My heart, or my spark. He obviously didn't.

"What else? I know there has to be another reason you really wanted to make it."

"It was Sam's idea." he defended. She gave him a look and I could tell that now that she got that off her chest, she was a bit more as she had been before. But her revelations are still there and she still isn't as fond of the Autobots as she once was. "Alright. I do enjoy the link. I do like the emotion part, and I do actually enjoy being able to call the boy my human'." Though I'm not completely human, and he knows it.

This obviously confirmed something for her and disturbed her at the same time. "I would love to stay," she began, Bee and I both could tell she wanted to leave. "But I should get going." without farther explanation, she left. Bee and I called a 'goodbye' after her as she did, but she was in a hurry out.

We sat in silence for while, thinking over what we just learned. Finally, after what felt like an hour, I decided to speak.

"What time is scheduled for my initiation?" I asked, breaking the silence. I startled him from his own thoughts, but he responded quickly.

"Four."

"And what time is it now?" I continued. We obviously don't have as much time as we earlier had.

"Three-thirty." I sighed, even less time for us to tell my parents.

"We can't put off calling my parents anymore." I frowned. He agreed and called them up, wasting no time. With my mom, we're going to need all the time to explain as we can get.

I'm not going to actually write the phone call, but to put it short, it takes about ten minutes for Judy to wrap her head around the fact her son is becoming an Autobot in a literal since. All the while, Ron is worrying about what it means. They don't tell them about the link, deciding it's better to hold off on that until they're face-to-face and there's no one around within a few mile radius. And yes, their parents are going to find out, since they're surely going to recognize their son is still as he is now twenty years later. (He he)

Over all, I'm not leaving out much. I surprised myself with what Mikayla said. I was literary thinking it up two seconds after I was writing. I hope it was good.

R&R