Here we go again next chapter. While it has been fun showing the lighter side of the Autobots and all that, I feel that it is time to add some more plot to the story. So in this chapter little people will be scanned, Optimus will have a little chat with the Primes concerning everyone's favorite squishy human. It might be strange but I like the idea of the Primes so much I just couldn't leave them out of the story.
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Now then on to the story...
The night was calm and quiet. It was late and he knew that he should take this time to enter his recharge cycle like the others, but something was keeping him from it. There was a low buzzing at the back of his processor that wouldn't give him peace. Optimus had tried three times to recharge but each time he offlined his optics, the buzzing would grow in intensity. Finally he had given up on recharging. Moving out from behind the house that held all of their sleeping human allies, Optimus drove out a ways into the vast fields that surrounded the area. He came to a spot that was far enough that he wouldn't disturb anyone with the sounds of his transformation, but was still close enough so that he could keep watch over everything.
After his transformation was done and the last piece of metal shifted into place, Optimus turned his gaze to the night sky. His gaze moved from star to star until he found the one he was looking for. There, just a little past the constellation that the humans called Orion was the small but bright light that marked where Cybertron sat. Optimus let the air out of his vents imitating what the humans called a sigh as the memory of his once great home world washed over him once again. The light that shown here on earth was from the Cybertron that he always hoped that they could return to once the war had ended. But fate had chosen to take the AllSpark away, and any hope of reviving their home was lost that day in Mission City. All that remained of the Cube was the shard that he had pulled from Megatron's spark chamber. For now it rested in one of his sub-space compartments, but once the new base was finished it would be held in a high security vault that only a select few would be able to access.
Optimus was brought out of his thoughts by a voice coming from behind him.
"There is no point in tormenting yourself Optimus."
The Prime turned to find his medical officer and long time friend standing behind him.
"I am not tormenting myself Ratchet. We should all try and remember the home that we have lost." Optimus told him.
"Remember yes, mourn of course. But we should also try and move on, live in the now as the humans say. Not the past." Ratchet said while looking up at the light as well.
Optimus let the silence fall between them as he processed what the medic had said. He knew that Ratchet was right, that he shouldn't keep hoping for some kind of miracle that would lead to the re-birth of their home. He was a Prime after all; he was supposed to be an example for others to follow. If he couldn't move on from what they had lost, then none of the others would. If the other Autobots arrive and weren't able to move on, then they might come to resent or even hate the ones responsible for the cube's destruction. Megatron was already hated so nothing would change there, but there was still Sam. Optimus couldn't have the rest hating the human for doing what was necessary.
Optimus turned away from the light that shown from the past and faced his friend.
"You are right. It is time I stopped living in the past." He said.
Ratchet nodded his head in agreement.
"It's good to see that you can still take advice from old friends. Now the more pressing question is... Why are you not recharging?" Ratchet asked his face setting into the frown that he always got when dealing with an unruly patient.
"I have tried but I am unable to. Something is bothering me..." Optimus replied.
Ratchet raised one of his optic ridges.
"What is bothering you Optimus? Is it the human government? I know that they have been arguing for a meeting between us and them." Ratchet asked.
"No it is not the government. There has been a buzzing in my head all day. It is like someone is trying to communicate with me but I am unable to access the signal." Prime informed him.
"Hmmm... Interesting." Ratchet said more to himself then to Optimus.
There was a moment of silence as the medic thought about what Optimus had said.
"Have I ever told you about the day I first met Skyfire?" Ratchet asked.
Optimus stared at the medic for a moment, stunned by the sudden change in subject.
"I do not believe so..."
"Years ago back on Cybertron when I was only just starting in the academy to become a medic; I met a strange bot sitting in the court yard of the main building surrounded by data pads. On closer inspection I discovered that all the pads where on a wide variety of subjects and not one of them had anything in common. When I asked him what he was doing, he told me that he was doing research. At the time I was very confused so I asked him what he was researching. He told me that he was researching everything."
"Stunned by his answer, all I could do was stare for a while until finally I walked off. The next day I saw him there again surrounded by more data pads then he had the day before. This continued for a while until I finally got tired of it and went to talk to him again. I reached him, but before I could actually say anything he started to talk to me about something he had been studying. At first I wasn't all that interested in what he had to say until he started to talk about the Primes."
"I was shocked to hear someone like him talk about the Primes. Most researchers don't try and study the subject of the Primes since they think that the whole thing is made up- like the idea of Primus. But here was this seemingly very intelligent bot talking freely about them. He soon came to a point where he started telling me about how new Primes were chosen. Since no one really knew how it was done I couldn't help but pay attention to what he was saying."
"He told me that when every a new Prime came into being and was becoming ready to accept the information, one of the Primes that lived would be summoned to talk with the ancient Primes. They would then inform them about who the new Prime would be so that they could begin their training. He continued to say that when the Primes were ready to reveal the name, the Prime who was closest to the chosen one would get an unusual sensation that would not leave them until they came and talked to the Primes."
Ratchet finished his story and gazed at Optimus not saying anything.
"Are you saying that you believe that the ancient Primes wish to speak with me?" Optimus asked.
"Perhaps, but it is only speculation on my part. For all I know this buzzing you are having could just be from another Autobot who cannot fully access your communication unit." Ratchet said shrugging his shoulders.
"How would they go and talk to the Primes?" Optimus asked.
Ratchet's optics seemed to shine a bit brighter at Optimus's question.
"They would stand in the presence of the AllSpark." Ratchet answered. He then turned and started to walk away.
All that Optimus could do was stare at the medic as he walked off, leaving the Prime alone with his thoughts.
Could the Primes really be trying to get in contact with him? And even if that was the case what would they want to say? It wasn't like there were any new Autobots to take up the title of Prime. But even more important the other Primes would go before the AllSpark to talk with them, all Optimus had was the shard. He let out another sigh before opining his sub-space compartment; slowly taking out the AllSpark shard and then bringing it up to his optic level.
He could feel the vibration that showed that it wasn't completely out of power. There was a small amount of power left in it; unfortunately there wasn't enough for the Cube to regenerate. Slowly Optimus sat down while crossing his legs as much as he could, and focused on the shard held tight in his hand. Offlining his optics, he waited. After a moment in which nothing happened, he was about to give up when he felt the buzzing getting stronger. The more he focused on the buzzing, the stronger it became until it was the only thing he could think of.
Suddenly it stopped. Optimus waited for a moment longer but it didn't return. Finally he stood up and brought his optics back on line. When his vision returned to him it was not of the hills of green shrouded in shadows or of the starry skies of earth. He was instead surrounded by clouds of the most brilliant white he had ever seen. Looking around he saw that he was surrounded by seven cliffs, on top of the first six stood mechs so large that they dwarfed the Autobot leader and made him wonder if this is what the humans feel like when they are around the Autobots. The seventh hill was empty but looked like it was meant for another to be there.
"Greetings Optimus." One of the Primes said, his voice containing a deep and loving tone.
Optimus wanted to say something but his CPU had frozen; not fully able to comprehend what was going on. He could do nothing but look on in awe.
Another Prime spoke up.
"There is no need to be scared young one. We have much to talk about."
"Forgive me ancient ones... But..." Optimus tried to continue but one of the Primes cut him off.
"We understand that this is hard for you to come to terms with but we cannot dwell on such things as our time together is short."
"Indeed, there are events that are destined to take place that you must prepare for. But it cannot be done by any single Prime." Another added.
This comment snapped Optimus out of his daze for the moment as what Ratchet told him came back to him.
"Is there another Prime out there? Am I not alone?" Optimus asked, his hopes rising.
"Indeed, there is another destined to be Prime." One of them answered.
"A sparkling born with two siblings, but only he has earned the name Prime." The first one added.
"But how is that possible? The AllSpark is gone; there are no more sparklings." Optimus sounded confused.
"The AllSpark was an intelligent being. Do you think that it would allow its self to be destroyed so easily?" They said as one.
"The AllSpark survived but... How?" Optimus asked.
"That will be revealed to you in time as it is not useful for us to reveal it to you now. We can only give you the name of your new brother." The sixth one said.
'Brother,' Optimus thought. It would be nice to be able to say that word without thinking of Megatron.
"Who is it? Where is he?" He asked desperate to know.
"You have known him for a time now. He was first person you met when you arrived on Earth." They said together.
Optimus's optics opened as wide as they could, showing his surprise.
"You cannot possibly mean... Not Samuel?!"
Optimus's vision began to fade and the voices of the Primes became too distant for him to hear. The darkness was all around him once again. He onlined his optics and saw that he was back in the field near the Lennox's house, only it looked different from when his optics last looked at it. He turned to face the horizon and was greeted by the sight of the sun as it started to rise into the sky. He unfolded his legs and stood up while placing the shard back into his sub-space. He then transformed and started off back in the direction of the house. The others would be up soon, and then all they had to do was wait until their human friends woke up. It should give him plenty of time to sort through the new information he had received and decide on what to do about it.
"Samuel..."
The voice came from high above him. He didn't have to look to see who it was. The rich voice with the hint of an English accent could only belong to one person. Or rather, a person who wasn't a person but a giant alien robot and his best friend in the whole wide world.
Sam turned around and was met with the piercing blue eyes of Bumblebee. He stood tall and proud in his robot form, and his gaze was fixed on Sam and nothing else. Slowly Bee crouched down so that his head was closer to Sam's, and he grew warm in the heat that radiated from his friends eyes. He was his friend that would do anything for him: from listening to his petty problems, to trying to cheer him up by playing bad music from a decade ago, to fighting tooth and nail to defend him even if the odds were not in their favor.
Bumblebee moved his arms so that he could wrap them around Sam in as much of a hug as he could give. Bee then brought him close to his face and began rubbing his head against Sam's body like a cat. Sam leaned into the touch, loving the feel of the warm metal beneath his skin. Bee turned his face so that Sam's head was right in front of the speaker that was his mouth. There was a pause and Sam caught the look of what he thought was uncertainty.
"Sam... There is something that I want to tell you..." Bumblebee began to say in a hesitant tone.
"What is it Bee? You know that you can tell me anything." Sam said sincerely.
"There is so much that I want to say but... I don't want to lose your friendship." Bumblebee said.
"You could never lose my friendship Bee. No matter what you'll always be my best friend and nothing will ever change that." Sam told him, desperate to put his friend at ease.
"Sam... I... Lo...."
"SAM!"
The voice tore through the image and when Sam opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of a hard wooden floor rushing up to meet his face. He hit the floor hard with a loud 'THUNK' and let out a groan.
"It's about time. Geez, I have been trying to wake you up for about five minutes."
Sam rolled over to see Mikaela standing over him with her hands resting on her hips.
"What's going on?" Sam slurred.
Mikaela let out a sigh. She bent down and started to pull Sam to his feet.
"What's going on is that Optimus has wanted to talk to you for about a half hour now. When you wouldn't wake up on your own I offered to come wake you up." She said, pushing Sam towards the front door.
"Hey... Hang on 'kaela can't I at least change first?" Sam asked, not wanting to be shoved in front of the Prime looking and smelling like a bum.
"Ugh... Fine, but make it fast." She said then walked out of the door.
Sam grumbled to himself before heading back into the living room to grab his bag of clothes. He then stumbled up the stairs to the Lennox's bathroom. It had taken him a while to get used to taking a shower in the army man's house, but Sarah kept telling him that he should consider their house like a second home. So in time, he had gotten over his uneasiness.
He closed the bathroom door and begun his morning routine of washing his face, brushing his teeth and finally ending with a nice warm shower. After he had finished showering and had dried himself off, he began to get dressed in the spare set of clothes that he had brought with him.
A couple of minutes later he walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed and ready to face the world. He stepped out of the house and into the warm sunlight of the new day. The wind was cool and blowing steadily, causing a mixture of smells to fly past his nose. He could hear the booming of Ironhide's voice coming from around the house as he talked to someone. He could also hear the loud beating of music that meant that Jazz and Bumblebee were engaged in another music war.
Sam could barely make out the words the rapper was saying, as every other word was beeped out. No doubt that music was coming from Jazz. He knew that Bee would be playing something along the lines of Linkin Park or some other band like it.
Sam had no idea where Ratchet had gone off to which made him nervous. The medic was unbelievably quiet for someone his size, and as for Optimus Sam was sure that the boss bot would be somewhere close by making sure that nothing got out of hand. Sam set off in the direction that all the noise was coming from, and arrived about two minutes later. He found everyone gathered at the back of the house and sure enough, Bumblebee and Jazz were sitting near the barn in their alt modes with their windows rolled down and the music blasting out from the inside. Both of them had their holoforms on and were arguing about the other's music.
Sam was finally able to get a good look at the form Jazz had chosen. He saw that the silver bot had copied and reproduced every feature of the space killer Riddick right down to the black tank top and goggles strapped around his head. Off to the other side of the house Sam saw Ironhide and Will keeping a close eye on Annabelle as she crawled after a couple of grass hoppers.
A little past them he spotted Mikaela standing in front of Ratchet's alt mode, looking as if she was talking to him. Sam started to walk over to the two of them but before he got close enough to them he heard the calm even voice of Optimus Prime calling to him from across the yard.
"Samuel, could I have a word with you?"
Sam quickly jogged over to the Prime. He was a little worried about what Optimus had to say, and in the back of his mind he couldn't help but think that something bad was going to happen.
"Hey Optimus! I was just going to ask Mikaela if she knew where you were. She said that you wanted to talk to me about something." Sam said quite rapidly.
He had been told before that he spoke too quickly when he was nervous. It was completely and utterly true.
"Indeed Sam, there are things that I wish to discuss with you, but there is no need for you to feel afraid." Optimus told him.
"I am not afraid... Just a bit nervous. I am just worried that you're going to tell me that the Decepticons are back or that the government wants to try and get rid of all non-military people who know about you guys." He rushed to say.
"As far as we know the Decepticons are not back yet, and as for your government... that is part of what I want to talk to you about. But I can assure you that if they ever try and 'get rid of you' that we would never let that happen." Optimus said, with a hint of protectiveness in his tone.
Sam felt a little of the tension drain out of him at the Prime's words.
"Oh. Okay, well that's good.... So um, what did you want to talk to me about?" Sam asked.
"I have just received a communication from the Secretary of Defense Mr. Keller. He has informed me that your president wants to meet with us tomorrow so that we can introduce our liaisons to each other. They have kept the identities of theirs a secret." Optimus said, his gaze set firmly on Sam's face.
"And you need to know if I have accepted your offer to be one of your liaisons right?" Sam guessed.
Optimus nodded his head.
"I am sorry Optimus I meant to tell you yesterday but I got kind of distracted. Yes I'll do it. Nothing would make me happier." Sam said with a smile.
"That is good to hear Samuel..." Optimus said.
Sam stared at the Prime for a moment or two. He was sure that the Prime wanted to say something else but for some reason he was having trouble saying what was on his mind.
"Was there something else you wanted to talk about Optimus?" Sam asked, concerned.
There was a pause for a moment before Optimus spoke.
"There is Sam, but I would like to be sure of a few things before I talk to you about them." Optimus said.
He walked off, leaving Sam standing there feeling very confused. What else did Optimus want to talk to him about and what did he have to make sure of before he could? Sam decided to put it out of his mind for now. He looked at the clock on his cell phone and saw that it was close to eleven o'clock in the morning. He had two hours before Ratchet would come and hunt him down so he could scan him. If the medic's track record was anything to go by then as soon as 1 o'clock came he would be forced to drop whatever he was doing and submit to the large bot.
Giving his head a little shake, Sam made his way over to where Bumblebee and Jazz were sitting. As soon as he got close enough to the two they started to try and get Sam's opinion on what type of music was the best. About a half hour into it he was pulled away from them by Will who dragged him into the house for lunch.
After lunch was finished and all the dishes were done Sam decided that he would take the half hour of time he had left to lay on the grass and relax. As he laid there staring up at the clear blue sky, his mind started to drift off. He jumped from subject to subject as he often did when trying not to think about anything. Finally his mind settled on the dream he had been having before his rude awakening. It wasn't all that strange for him to dream about the Autobots, and since he spent most of his time with Bumblebee it shouldn't be all that surprising that his dreams consisted mainly of him and Bee being alone together.
But something had felt different about this dream. Normally his dreams with the Autobot would consist of the time they spent running from Sector Seven or the fight in Mission City. But this dream had seemed more... Romantic than anything else. Like the dreams he used to have about Mikaela. But that was crazy... Why would he be having romantic dreams about Bee? It's not like he thought of Bumblebee that way right? They were just friends. How could either one of them have feelings other then friendship for the other?
But then it would give a reason for why they acted the way they did to each other. All the small touches, the long drives spent in comfortable silence, why they could talk to each other about things that they had never told anyone before. It was true, shortly after Sam returned home with Bee he found himself telling him things that he had never told anyone, not even Miles.
Then there was that feeling he always got whenever he thought or even looked at Bee. The warm feeling deep in his gut that would slowly rise until his whole body was filled with the warmth, blanketing him.
He shook his head again at how crazy he sounded.
"It's not possible. There has to be another reason." He said out loud to himself.
"Another reason for what Samuel?"
The voice came from behind him making him sit up so fast he almost flipped into a somersault. He turned around and saw that Ratchet had made his way over to where he had hidden himself from the others.
"Jesus Ratchet... We need to put a bell on you or something. One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack." Sam said his hand over his chest again.
"Judging by the level of health your family has and your age I highly doubt that you need worry about a heart attack Samuel." Ratchet said flatly. "And I will not degrade myself by being fitted with one of thought noisy bells that you deem to make your animal wear."
"First off I never make animals wear bells or anything like them. The only reason Mojo has them is because my mom is crazy... And second, I wouldn't try and make you wear one if you would stop sneaking up on me." Sam huffed.
"I do not 'sneak' up on you Sam. You are always too preoccupied with other things to notice my presence." Ratchet defended.
"Right... Well what's going on?" Sam asked.
"You requested a scan of your arm last night. I informed you that my scanners would not be operational until today at 1 o'clock. Seeing as it is now 1:02 PM I felt it necessary to comply with your request." Ratchet said.
"Oh right. Sorry I forgot for a moment." Sam said a little embarrassed.
"It is quiet alright Samuel. But if you wouldn't mind I would like to begin the scan. Please remove your shirt." Ratchet instructed.
Sam hesitated for a second before deciding it was best to not argue with the medic. He slowly removed his shirt, letting the warmth from the sun fall on the exposed skin of his back and chest.
"The human body is an incredible thing, capable of withstanding so much damage and repairing itself. It is simply amazing." Ratchet said as he eyed the countless scars that were present on Sam's body since the events at Mission city.
"Yeah, the girls love a good scar." Sam mumbled to himself.
From far off Sam heard a whistling sound.
"Looking good there Sam."
He looked around Ratchet as much as he could and saw Mikaela grinning at him. Just when he was about to yell something back at her Ratchet's hand landed in front of him.
"Please get on Sam, it will be easier for me to examine you this way." Ratchet said.
Sam hoped up onto to his hand and was lifted into the air until he was in front of Ratchet's large optics. They changed from their normal electric blue to an eerie green as he began to scan him. The green light fell over Sam's body, bringing with it the uncomfortable itching sensation that Sam had gotten used to after Mission City. He tried not to move to much, as that would disrupt the quality of the scan's results.
When Ratchet was finished scanning with the green light, he switched to purple which gave Sam the feeling that he was being tickled. When that was done Sam moved to put his shirt back on but was stopped by Ratchet's voice.
"Not just yet Sam. I need to try one more scan. The others were not able to penetrate deep enough."
"Wh… What do you mean they couldn't penetrate deep enough? They are the same ones you used to check us out after Mission City aren't they?" Sam asked, worried.
"Yes they are but something is different now. The first was my basic scan the every bot can do. When it turned up nothing, I tried my scanners that are a little more advanced. They also turned up nothing so now I want to try and use my more advanced scans and see if they will give me an answer." Ratchet said.
"How much more advanced of a scan is this?" Sam asked.
"It will allow me to see your cells on a molecular level once there I will be able to determine exactly what the problem is." He replied.
"That sounds dangerous Ratchet. For something like that isn't there a danger of radiation or something?" Sam asked.
"If it were humans doing the scanning, then yes, you would have to worry about that. But since that isn't the case you need not fear." Ratchet informed him.
"Oh." Was all that Sam could think to say in response.
There was a humming sound followed by the sound of something shifting and then Ratchet's eyes went from blue to dark black, almost like he was offline. This time instead of the itching or the tickling Sam felt like something was reaching inside him and grabbing at his core. It was painful and he tried not to yell. He succeeded, but he had to almost bite through his cheek in order to do it. He was relieved when Ratchet's eyes began to glow with their familiar blue.
As soon as Ratchet lifted his head Sam's legs gave out and he fell onto his hands and knees, panting and sweating like he had just tried to run a mile in less than two minutes. When he had finally managed to catch his breath he looked up at Ratchet, about to tell him off for not warning him about the pain. He stopped when he saw the look of utter shock on the medic's face.
"Ratchet? Ratchet what is wrong?" Sam asked, starting to get very worried.
The medic looked down at Sam for a moment before placing him down on the ground.
"Sam you said that Mikaela was feeling pain like you were correct?" Ratchet asked.
Sam nodded his head.
"Please excuse me for a few moments Samuel. I must examine her as well as Will so I may compare the results." Ratchet said and walked off without another word.
Sam was starting to get tired of all this. That was the second time today that someone had kept from telling him something and then just walked off. Sam started to run after the medic. When he managed to catch up to Ratchet the medic was surrounded by the other Autobots, and he had Mikaela in one hand and Will in the other. The two of them were standing in his hands with looks of concern on their faces. Mikaela had the leg of her paints rolled up past her knee and Will was standing with his shirt off and his back to Ratchet.
At the moment Ratchet's eyes were that same black as before and his gaze was focused on Mikaela's leg. She looked like she was in agony and Jazz kept trying to calm her down by talking to her. Sam looked around but didn't see Sarah or Annabelle, so he figured that they must still be in the house. After a moment Ratchet moved his gaze from Mikaela to Will. As soon as Ratchet focused on Will the military man went rigid and the muscles in his back started to strain like he was lifting a heavy load. Mikaela had collapsed as soon as Ratchet had looked away from her and had drawn her legs up to her chest and was hugging them in distress.
Finally Ratchet had finished his scans and started to make a bunch of strange clicking and grinding noises. Finally he seemed to come to a conclusion and placed the two of them down on the ground. They were immediately picked back up; Will by Ironhide, and Mikaela by Jazz. Sam quickly made his way over and stared up at Ratchet.
"Ratchet what is going on?" He demanded.
Ratchet looked down at him, there was a small humming noise and the next thing Sam knew there was a 3-D image of him, Mikaela, and Will floating in the air in front of him. There was a strange glowing that was focused in the area of Sam's right arm, Mikaela's left leg and all up and down the middle of Will's back following the path of his spine. Just inside the glow Sam could see that the picture of the bones looked a little different from the rest of the bones in their bodies.
"What is it Ratchet?" Optimus asked.
"Something I have never seen before. The bones located in Sam's arm, as well as in Mikaela's leg and Will's spine have completely changed." Ratchet said.
"Wh... What do you mean changed?" Will asked as he started to get his breath back.
"They are no longer made out of proteins, minerals, and vitamins like the rest of your skeletal structure is." Ratchet said.
"What are they made out of then?" Ironhide asked.
"They seem to be constructed pure metal... The type that is only found on Cybertron." Ratchet informed them.
There was a moment of stunned silence as everyone tried to process this information. Finally it was Sam who broke the silence.
"What do you mean they're made out metal from Cybertron? How can that be? It's impossible."
"As far as I can tell this is how it is possible." He pointed to the blue glow that surrounded the bones.
"What is that?" Mikaela asked.
"From the readings I have gotten it is a large amount of AllSpark energy." Ratchet said slowly.
"But how can that be? The AllSpark was destroyed; they haven't had contact with it in months." Bumblebee protested, and moved to grab Sam from his place on the ground.
"After the events in Mission City I examined each of you extensively. Back then I had gotten readings of residual AllSpark energy inside your bodies. I didn't mention it then because all three of you had come into contact with the AllSpark before its destruction so it is only natural that some of its energy would stick to you for a while. I assumed that it would dissipate in time." Ratchet said.
"But it hasn't?" Jazz asked.
"No it hasn't. It has increased dramatically to the point it has started to change your bodies." he said.
"And it's spreading isn't it?" Sam added.
"Indeed it is. As time progresses the energy will spread through your bodies changing everything that it comes into contact with. Bones, organs, even your blood." Ratchet said.
"What do you mean even our blood? How can it change our blood?" Will asked.
"There is no longer any blood in the infected area. It is filled with the same energy that powers Cybertronian bodies." Ratchet told him.
"I still don't understand... How the hell did this happen?" Will asked. "I only ever touched the cube once and I doubt that Mikaela touched it more than I did. The only one of us who had a long contact with it was Sam."
"I don't know how it happened. I am sorry." Ratchet said.
"...I know how it happened." Optimus said.
Everyone looked at him for a few minutes.
"How do you know what happened sir?" Jazz asked.
There was a pause as Optimus considered his answer. Finally with a sigh he informed them.
"The Primes told me."
Optimus quickly gave them a short history lesson of who the Primes were for the sake of Sam, Mikaela, and Will, and then told them what the Primes had said regarding the AllSpark. He decided to leave out the part about Sam being a Prime since he thought that the boy could only handle one life changing event at a time. When he was done everyone had the same look of shock on their faces.
"So... so you're telling us that the AllSpark was alive and that it knew that it was dying when Sam pushed it into Megatron's chest?" Will asked in disbelief.
Optimus nodded. "We have always suspected that the Cube was sentient. When Sam did what he had to do to stop Megatron the AllSpark must have moved its power from within the Cube into you three to ensure its survival."
"But why would it pick three humans as its new vessel? Why wouldn't it pick one of you guys or another cube body?" Mikaela questioned.
"The AllSpark must have wanted a host that could defend itself if the need came." Ratchet said.
"So that is why it is changing them?" Bee asked looking down at Sam.
"Possible. Or it could be that a human body is not capable of holding such a vast amount of power. Like I said, I have never seen anything like this before. We will have to keep a close eye on them as it progresses." Ratchet said.
"Okay... Well I don't know about the rest of you but I have had about as much weird shit as I can take for one day... So Jazz if you wouldn't mind I would really like to go home now." Mikaela said sounding like she was on the verge of tears.
Jazz paused for a second but then placed her on the ground and she ran inside to grab her bag. She ran out a moment latter and ran straight to Jazz who shifted into his alt mode. She threw her bag into the back seat and then sat down in the passenger side seat. Jazz activated his holoform and the two of them drove off.
Ratchet looked like he was going to protest but Optimus held up his hand.
"This is a lot for her to deal with. She is young and needs time to sort this out on her own. Bumblebee please take Samuel home as well. I am sure that he needs the rest." Optimus said.
Bee nodded his head and out Sam back down so that he could get his bag as well. As Sam stumbled into the house he barely heard the noise of Bee's transformation. He grabbed his bag said a quick good bye to Sarah adding an apology that he wasn't feeling well and stumbled out of the house. When he got to Bee the bot popped open the driver's door so Sam could get in. Just before they drove off Sam lowered the window and called up to Optimus.
"Let me know when you need me for the meeting tomorrow."
Optimus stared down at him with a look of confusion on his face plates.
"Samuel I do not think it wise for you to participate in the meeting tomorrow. You need time to adjust to what information you have been given." Optimus said, sounding concerned.
"NO...no I am okay to do it." Sam said, in an attempt to reassure him.
"Sam Optimus is right you need..." Ratchet begun to say but Sam quickly cut him off.
"Please... I will need something to take my mind off things for a while. A boring meeting is the perfect thing." Sam begged.
Finally Optimus agreed. Sam thanked him and rolled up the window as Bee took off in the direction of home.
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