It. Is. Time (reposted chapter).

I just wanted to make a few tweaks here and there to the Ch13 I posted last time, so here's the new version.

So I know that the past few chapters have been pretty heavy in terms of what's happened. And after all that 'Airachnid, near death, torture' thing, I thought it was time to finally present ya'll with what I've been promising since day one:

A Bumblebee X OC fanfiction.

So after 12 chapters of character and relationship development, FINALLY I can write the chapter I've been planning for so long.

Bear in mind this would be one of six versions of the cute confession chapters I wrote (I took real time on this to avoid cheesy romance tropes, but still threw a few in for the sake of cuteness, so sue me).

Feel free to call out the cheesy parts of the chapter, but trust me: There are literally no more original ideas on OTP love confessions, so this is the best I got.

Also, please go and check out my friend NatWrite and their A Christmas Carol story; Seriously, if you're looking for amazing writers, go follow/favourite them!

I'll say no more. Really hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :-)

"Sometimes we are afraid to tell people we love them in fear of not hearing it back. But we must take the risk and say it while we can."

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Chapter Thirteen: Sleepless in Jasper

I was in the cave again. The same cave. The same darkness.

Two purple optics glowed from the pitch-black as they had before, and a sadistic grin along with them.

"Aw. Such a shame you were gone so soon," Airachnid's voice echoed through my mind, "We were only just getting started."

I balled my servos into fists, "You aren't real. This is just a dream."

She laughed evilly, still grinning, "Oh, I am very much real. Maybe not right now, but one day I'll finish what I started. Isn't that right, scout?"

For a second, I wondered who she was talking to. Then, as if by instinct, I turned around, meeting the greying frame of a familiar Autobot.

"Silver," Bumblebee's voice came from the figure.

I stared as he stood with his back to me, "B-Bee?"

"You could've stopped this. Why didn't you do more?"

That's when he turned around to face me.

My mouth fell open as I saw what had happened to him. Where is spark should've been, a deep hole had made a nasty gash in his chest. The purple energon fire was still smouldering in the wound and his optics were dimmed to black.

I shook my helm in disbelief, "No, th-this can't happen. Not to you."

"But it did," He snarled, not like his normal tone at all, "Because of you."

"Bumblebee, I won't let you die," I didn't want to believe it. This must've been some kind of nightmare.

He scoffed, "How can you stop it now? You can't do anything."

I tried to back away from him, but he followed at the same pace. This wasn't real. I knew that, but it didn't make it any less terrifying to see the one 'bot I cared about almost as much as Arcee, standing there, dying in front of me.

"You think you're the only one cursed with knowledge?" He roughly grabbed my arm, preventing me from moving away, "See exactly where your 'powers' lead."

My mind filled with images, scenes, memories that hadn't happened yet. And each one of them left as quickly as they entered. I was only able to see a few of the pictures as they flooded my processor.

I saw myself running as the ground seemed to collapse beneath me.

I saw Arcee holding hands with a white, red and green mech I didn't recognise.

And I saw Optimus...on the brink of joining with the AllSpark, while a white and blue mech watched helplessly.

I could sense my breathing increase at the final image as it stayed in my processor:

Bumblebee. Lying in a pool of energon-like liquid, completely motionless...gone. It was the same image as the incarnation that had been moments before.

"You save no one by being weak," The raspy voice of Megatron seemed to hiss at me, "The war will find and destroy all you care for."

It was impossible for me to stand it any longer.

As soon as that scene came into my helm, I'd chosen to wake. I bolted upright, optics shooting around my room for any sign of parts of the dream becoming reality.

"What...in the Pit?" I murmured as I saw the state my room had become.

The posters on the wall had essentially been torn to shreds. The blanket on the bed was ripped in half. In case that wasn't enough, the lamp was now in pieces on the floor. But what most frightened me? A mark was visible on the wall above my desk: A burn mark.

These weren't just thoughts anymore.

If my visions were right, everyone could be in trouble, especially Bumblebee.

My optics widened, "Oh, Primus. Bee!"

Struggling to get up, I stumbled over to my door and swung it open. A little more awake, I quickly walked down to Bee's room, which was just around the corner from mine. I began desperately knocking on the door.

"Bee?" I called, trying not to sound so scared, "Bee, it's Silver. Please open up."

A few footsteps came from the other side along with what sounded like a yawn. Not long after, Bumblebee answered the door, rubbing his optics wearily.

"Silver? What's wrong?" He asked half-awake.

What was I supposed to say? This was his future, for Primus' sake. Wouldn't it have been right to just tell him the truth?

Instead, I just stood there awkwardly looking down at the ground, "W-Well, it's n-nothing r-really."

"You're shaking," He placed a comforting servo on my shoulder, "Was it another dream?"

I nodded, "Y-Yeah. It...wasn't fun."

"Must've been something big for you to be this upset."

"I guess so," My processor was still trying to function after all that I'd seen.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He suggested.

I wanted so much to tell him about what I'd seen. After all, this was his future for Primus' sake. But if it really was just a dream, I didn't want to scare him.

Finally, I shook my helm, "N-No...I'm fine."

Bee didn't seem to buy it, "Then why do like you just saw the ghost of the Fallen?"

"I'm fine, Bee. Really," I stepped away from his grasp, trying not to look him in the optic, "I just...need some time..."

Before he could respond, I turned around and quickly sped down the hallway. I didn't dare turn back in fear that I might say something regretful. Once I turned the corner, I finally breathed. I kept walking, but breathed. There was no way I'd get back to sleep that night.

My berthroom was the last place I wanted to be; The main room was far too open; And I didn't want be cooped up in the energon supply closet again. I just needed somewhere to think on my own.

And I knew just the place.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

I stared out at the view in front of me. It was somewhere around five AM and the sun had begun to peer over the horizon. It was a clearer day, so Jasper's silhouette was also vaguely visible.

I sighed and chose to sit at the edge, allowing my legs to dangle over the cliff face. Though I wanted to enjoy the scenery, I couldn't find it in myself to appreciate it.

Deep down, I knew I had to talk to someone about these dreams. But Arcee and I still weren't on speaking terms. Optimus wouldn't understand - not really. And as sweet as he was, Bumblebee was still pretty new to powers like mine.

My frame shuddered as I recalled what had happened to Bumblebee in the dream. Surely that couldn't be his future...right? I mean, I knew being offlined was constantly a possibility in this war, but this was Bumblebee.

The thought of him being killed felt as bad as when I feared Arcee could die.

"Figured I'd find you up here," Bee suddenly spoke up from a little way behind me.

Turning back, I saw the scout standing there (kind of awkwardly) holding two cubes.

He shrugged, "I...thought you might want some energon."

I couldn't help but smile at him, "Thank you, Bumblebee."

The black and yellow mech returned the expression and sat down next to me. He handed me the cube, then turned to view the horizon as I did before.

"You gotta hand it to Earth," He said, gazing out at the scarlet-orange streaked sky, "Their sunrises are pretty cool."

I nodded in agreement, taking a drink of the energon. Although I'd said I needed time to figure everything out, there was something comforting about having Bumblebee there.

"Bee, I-I'm really sorry about waking you up earlier," I apologised, "I just...got worried."

"It's fine, Sil," He smiled a little before it faltered, "Wait-What do you mean 'worried'? We're safe at Base."

I glanced away from him, "I know. And I know it's just a dream. But...a lot happened, okay? And some of it involved you. I didn't want to risk part of the dream becoming reality."

Bumblebee hesitated slightly before putting a servo on my shoulder as he'd done before.

He spoke in the sincerest tone I'd heard him use, "Nothing is going to happen to me."

I shook my helm, "You can't promise that. Bumblebee, when Airachnid almost offlined you, I felt so many different things all at once. Fear, regret, guilt. None of us have any control of what happens to the ones we care about."

I expected him to leave. Instead, he took his servo in mine and did something inexplicable, something that to this day I still have trouble believing.

"Silver..." He spoke softly, in a half-hesitant half-confident voice, "I can promise that I'll stay alive because...you're part of the reason why I want to."

My optics widened. I turned to ask him what he was talking about, but found myself speechless. He seemed to understand.

"Sil, when I'm around you, not everything is really...normal. I feel...stronger and weaker, at the same time. I feel happy and, in the same moment, terrified," He shrugged finally gazing into my optics, "The truth is...I don't know if there's a single word to describe how I feel, knowing someone as honest, kind and strong as you. It scares me a lot, but I know that if a Decepticon ever did get either one of us, I'd regret not telling you that most of all."

Silence.

I sat in awe of what I'd just heard my friend say. My mouth hung open and my optics were wider than ever with shock.

Bumblebee was the opposite, optics forced shut as he seemed to wait for the my response.

As none came, he finally exhaled, "I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything and-"

He couldn't say anymore as I closed my optics and gently pressed my lips against his battle-mask. It was tense at first, but then it finally hit the both of us: I was kissing him. The 'Bot I cared about so much, he cared about me in the same way.

He slowly released his anxiety, returning the show of affection. I felt the mask protecting Bee's mouth retract, allowing me to feel his warm lips against mine. As I held his face in one servo, Bumblebee gently placed one arm around my waist, leaning deeper into the kiss.

Bumblebee and I finally broke apart from one another. My optics slowly opened and my face flushed a burning red as I realised what I'd just done. I felt my spark pounding within me.

Bee looked shocked, but I was just as surprised as he was. He quickly willed his battle-mask back on.

For a moment, I had just let go of all dread and fear that surrounded my feelings for Bumblebee.

"I...I'm sorry," I half-whispered, glancing away from him in embarassment.

"N-No, don't be, I just...I wasn't really expecting you to..." He trailed off, as bright a shade of red as I was.

Well, there was no turning back now.

"Bumblebee, you're the first person in orns that I've trusted with my secret. You're brave, good-sparked and determined. Pit, you risked your life to save me," I half-smiled nervously, "I care about you in a way that I never really have about anyone. You mean a lot to me, Bumblebee. More than I can say in words. I wanted to tell you, but I was too afraid, for more reasons than one. What I'm trying to say, I guess, is: Thank you. For caring, for still seeing me as me, for just...being so understanding."

He smiled underneath his battle-mask, "So...if I asked you if maybe you'd like to possibly go out with me sometime - on a date...would you say yes?"

I nodded, not able to stop smiling, "Yes."

Neither of us could stop beaming with how happy we were. Well, that was until-

"Bumblebee! Where are you?" Ratchet's irritated voice blared through Bee's com-link, loud enough for me to hear it, "You'd better not be sparring with Bulkhead again!"

The scout reluctantly answered the call, rolling his optics jokingly, "I'm here, Ratch. What's wrong?"

"What's wrong is that you've not yet had your routine check-up," The medic scolded.

I smirked, fully aware of how irritable my mentor could get when it came to routine medical issues.

"Really? Now?" Bumblebee asked, clearly annoyed with the timing.

"Yes, now!" Ratchet yelled back.

"It's fine, Bee," I laughed lightly, "You'd better go before his audio receptors start smoking."

He smiled, embracing me in a hug before standing up. I stood up with him.

Bumblebee made sure his com-link was off before asking, "Are we telling the others about...us?"

My spark fluttered a little as he said the word 'us'. While I wanted to be open about being with Bumblebee, there was a certain Autobot who might've had something to say about that.

I shook my helm, "Not just yet. Not unless we want to face Arcee."

He tilted his helm, "She can't be that bad, right?"

I shrugged, "Well...We'll see."

Knowing my sister, she'd find out one way or another, but there was no reason for me to tell her just yet. Especially since the two of us hadn't spoken since after the whole 'Airachnid' incident. But it wasn't like I was a little kid keeping a secret from her parents; I was a grown femme.

Energon cubes in hand, the two of us began heading back to the elevator, but a lot felt different to when I'd gone up there. One conversation had changed so much.

I glanced over to Bee as he walked alongside me. His face was still a light shade of red and I could see him smiling beneath his mask. He noticed and turned to look back at me. Once again, I was met with his bright cyan-blue optics.

A smile spread across my face as we reached the elevator, turning back to see the view one last time.

"You're right, Bee," I began, still gazing at the last few streaks of autumn orange and red in the sky, "Earth's sunrises are pretty cool."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNDD

That's a wrap for this chapter!

You know what? I'm actually pretty proud of this. Feel free to point out every cheesy aspect - It's the first confession/kiss scene chapter I've ever written and published so I'm not expecting it to be 'amazing'.

I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! But make no mistake, the story is far from over. In a perfect world, I'll be able to write out this story until the Predacons Rising movie. Who knows?

Once again, please go and check out my friend NatWrite and their awesome Christmas Carol fanfic!

'Til All Are One,

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