Hey everyone.... I am so extremely sorry about taking so long with this chapter. I honestly have no excuse for it. I hope that you all like this chapter even though not to much happens, at least nothing extremely plot important. I promise that the plot will start to move along in the coming chapters. And hopefully they won't take as long to get up...

Anyway thanks for you're continued support of me even though I really don't deserve it...

It was very late into the night that it was almost early morning and yet Sam couldn't bring himself to even climb into his bed. Ever since the incident at school, he had been on edge not knowing what he was going to do. He had of course told Bumblebee about his little run in with Trent and the other jerks at school, and even though he thought about it quite often he couldn't think of any way of convincing them that they hadn't seen what they saw. He was sure that come this time tomorrow, he would be cornered by Trent who would beat the hell out of him until he told him about it. Then he would be cornered again by Miles who definitely wouldn't let it go.

All in all Sam finally knew what people meant when they said that they were 'up shit creek without a paddle.' He was floating right in the middle of that creek and he had definitely lost his paddle and probably even his boat. Bumblebee had tried to talk him into getting Optimus to help with the problem but Sam would only take that course of action as a last resort. It was his mess and he needed to be the one to come up with a way out of it, which was easier said than done. Sure he was good at talking his way out of most things, but that only applied to things like homework, chores and stuff like that. When it came to really important things, he could never come up with a solid argument.

Throwing himself into his computer chair, Sam let out a groan and rubbed lightly at his shoulder. It was starting to hurt and he didn't think that it was completely due to the new weight that was his arm. A small bark from his bed brought his frazzled mind to Mojo, who always seemed to stick near him whenever he had a problem.

"I don't know what I am going to do Mojo," he said to the small dog who gave a gentle growl in response.

"You're right, I could tell Miles the truth but that doesn't help with how I am going to deal with Trent..." Sam told the dog.

The sound of someone clearing their throat came from near the window facing the back yard causing him to jump and almost fall out of his chair. When he turned around, he was greeted by his guardian's holoform. The young twenty year old that his friend picked as his holoform was standing in the same clothes that he had seen him in before, even down to his black shoes.

"Damn Bumblebee you nearly gave me a heart attack!" He exclaimed, making sure to keep his voice down so that he didn't wake his parents.

"Spark." Was all he said in reply.

"What?" Sam asked, looking confused for a moment.

"You should have said that I nearly gave you a spark attack." This time he said it with a smug little grin on his face.

Sam did nothing but stare for a few minutes at the grinning holoform in front of him, and his face slowly turned red, though not from embarrassment or anger. "Haha, very funny jerk." He said to Bumblebee who moved to take a seat on his bed.

"I thought it would lighten your mood a little." Bumblebee told him as he gently scratched Mojo behind the ear.

"You know what would really lighten my mood? If I could find a way to..." Sam started but trailed off as he started to look over his friend.

Bumblebee stopped petting the dog when he noticed that Sam wasn't going to finish his sentence. Turning to face him, Bumblebee found that he was being stared at like he was the single most important thing in the world; and while the thought made him happy, he was more concerned with why Sam hadn't come out of his daze. Moving off the bed, Bumblebee sat on his knees in front of Sam and placed both his hands on the boy's shoulders, giving him a little shake.

"Sam are you alright?" He asked.

Sam blinked a few times before answering and when he did it was barely above a whisper.

"Bee... How adaptable is your holoform?"

He was startled by the sudden question, so it took a moment before Bumblebee answered. "It's very adaptable Sam, if I have an image to scan then it doesn't take long for my projector to be able to produce the holoform... Why do you ask?"

Sam's eyes got wide and his breathing increased a little. "So if you were to scan me, would you be able to make your holoform look like me?" He asked in a hurry.

Slowly Bee nodded, unsure of where he was going with this.

Sam's face lit up and he wrapped his arms around Bee's neck hugging him tightly. The sudden action startled Bumblebee at first but he quickly got over his shock enough to hug Sam back. The hug didn't last for as long as he had wanted it to, but when Sam started to pull away he let him go without complaint.

"Sam I am afraid that I don't understand... why the sudden interest in my holoform projector?" Bee questioned him.

"Don't you see Bee? If you make your holoform look like me, when Trent comes to find out about my arm tomorrow, you can show him an arm that looks like it has been burned and he will never know it was actually me!" Sam explained in a hurry, his face lighting up with an excited grin.

The eyes on his holoform went wide at the idea. In his long time of fighting in their war Bumblebee had heard a lot of bots come up with some pretty impressive ideas, but to hear such an idea coming from the mouth of a human as young as Sam... It was an impressive thing to hear and Bee mentally kicked himself for not being the one to think of it earlier.

"Sam that is an amazing idea... the only thing is, how will you know when Trent will come to find you? I can't pretend to be you all day." Bee told him.

"You don't have to be me all day. When Trent wants to get something from someone he normally does it before school starts, so you would only have to be me in the morning. You can drop me off down the street from the school and then use your holoform to make it look like I am driving to school. By the time I get there, Trent should have already been there. Once he leaves, you can turn off the holoform and I will go on with the rest of the day."

Bumblebee nodded, but then remembered another concerning factor: Miles. "What about Miles? Are you going to tell him the truth?"

A shy smile came to Sam's face, making him look adorable in Bumblebee's optics. "I think I am going to. I hate lying to him about you guys."

"As long as he can keep the secret, I see no reason why you shouldn't tell him." Bumblebee responded, giving him a supportive nod.

"Perfect!" He exclaimed. "So..." He began awkwardly. "What do you need for your projector?"

Bee stood up and looked Sam over with an attentive gaze."I will simply need to scan your body."

Sam nodded his head and stood up from the chair spreading his arms wide. "Scan away." He said happily. Normally, he would be more nervous about the whole process, but he was just relieved that Bumblebee agreed to his plan.

Bumblebee let out a small chuckle. "Sam, I cannot scan through my holoform." Amusement was present in every aspect of his body language, making Sam feel a bit silly for what he was doing. He let his arms fall to his sides as his mouth formed a small 'o' at his friend's words, and then he decided to respond.

"Right... well then, I'll meet you in the garage."

The young blond nodded before he flickered out of existence. Letting out a sigh, Sam quickly moved to the door to his room and quietly opened it, and thankfully the hallway was dark like it should be. The soft glow from under the door at the end of the hall told him that his parents had fallen asleep with their television on, which was something they did quite often. As quietly as he could, he began to make his way through the hall and then down the stairs. Once on the bottom level he quickly traipsed into the kitchen and then out the back door.

The warm night air greeted him, and he felt the wind's strength causing the plants and leaves on the trees to make quiet whispering noises. He made sure to stay on the path as he ran towards the garage, noting how the stones felt cool beneath his bare feet and glad that they didn't wobble anymore. He was barely able to keep himself from smashing into the wood door (being too hasty as always), and once he was there he pulled it open and rushed inside. He heard the gentle rumbling of the Camaro's engine from behind him and he couldn't help but smile as he turned around and saw the car sitting there.

Not a second after he turned to look at the yellow Camaro, it started to break apart, its pieces twisting and flipping around. The whole thing was just amazing to watch, as it was every other time he had seen it, and the sound that came with it sent a shiver up his spine. It was done a moment later and Sam was amazed that they could choose how fast the transformation happened. When there wasn't anything important going on, Bumblebee would always go slowly through his since he knew that Sam liked to watch it. When he was done, he moved from his position on all fours so that he was sitting with his legs crossed, or at least as crossed as far as they would go.

Sam couldn't keep the smile off his face as he looked over his best friend, and as much as he liked how Bumblebee looked in his holoform, it could never compare to his real body. There were times when they would sit together and he wouldn't be able to keep his hands from running up and down the smooth yellow metal. If his guardian was annoyed by the act, he never said anything about it.

"Is everything alright Sam?" Bumblebee's voice broke into his thoughts.

Sam's head snapped up from its gaze on Bumblebee's body, feeling sheepish for what he had been doing. He didn't realize that he had been staring at Bee the whole time. "Uh... Yeah, everything is fine... I'm just thinking." Sam murmured with the blush coming back to his face even stronger than before.

A questioning chirp came from Bee's speaker and he tilted his head slightly to the side.

"It's nothing Bee." Sam said, forcing a small laugh in an attempt to make it sound like he was genuinely fine. "We should probably do the scan now."

Bumblebee nodded. His optics brightened and Sam could feel the invisible scan running over his body, and unlike the medical scans that Ratchet did, this one kind of tickled and caused a gentle warmth to start in his gut. Bumblebee motioned for Sam to turn around and he gladly did as asked. He was relieved that he was facing the other way, because the scan started again and he began to feel the warmth going lower and pooling in his groin. The scan soon ended and Sam hoped that with the tickling gone, the heat would leave before it turned into a full on erection. That was the last thing that he needed right now.

While he had admitted to himself that he was attracted to Bee in a way that he had never been with anyone else, he couldn't imagine that the large bot would have the same feelings for him. Yes, Bumblebee loved him, but only as a friend that is where his feelings ended. Sam was sure of that and he wasn't going to ruin that friendship. He didn't even want to think about what Bumblebee would do if he found out that he had started to have not so friendly dreams about him.

A gentle pressure on his shoulder forced Sam to turn around and face his friend, and the Autobot was looking at him with kind optics and what passed as a smile on his face. The large hand that had turned him gently wrapped around his body and brought him closer to the warmth that came from the giant body. More blood rushed to his face as he noticed that this is the same way that many of his current dreams had begun… He would be lifted to feel the warmth of his friend and slowly things would go from there until he would wake up, covered in sweat, a wet spot on his pants and his spark chamber opened a little.

Bumblebee held him in his hand, and for a while, the two of them just looked at each other.

"Bee... I..." Sam started, but his throat felt like it had a lump in it, which cut off his words.

The yellow bot ran a large finger along the top of Sam's head in a gentle caress before he sat him back down on the ground. "It is very late Sam, you should get some sleep." Bumblebee said softly.

He hated himself for saying those words. He wanted to stay with Sam a little longer. He was so close to telling Sam how he felt but he knew that now was definitely not the time for him to admit his love for the boy. Sam had enough to deal with at the moment and he wasn't going to add anymore stress to the person he cared for most. Maybe he could ask Mikaela for some help, surely she would be able to advise him on how best to tell Sam the truth.

Bumblebee looked down at Sam and saw the boy nod slowly. He moved so that he was on all fours again and started shifting back into his alt form, but this time he did the transformation quickly. Sam said good night to him and he responded by flashing his lights on and off. Then Sam left the garage and headed back into his house and up the stairs to his bed. With the promise that everything would work out in the morning, Sam was finally able to lie on his bed and drift off into a light sleep.

A couple of hours later the two of them were on their way to the school, and Sam had already gotten a phone call from Miles asking him about his arm. Sam had told him that he would tell him all about it after school, but only if he didn't bring it up during the school day and Miles had agreed. Bumblebee came to a stop down the street from the high school and Sam got out. Stepping onto the sidewalk he closed the door and Bee turned on his new holoform. It was strange seeing himself sitting inside the car, because Bumblebee had gotten every detail perfectly.

"Wow that's kind of creepy." Sam told him.

The Sam inside the car smiled. "This was your idea Sam." Bee pointed out.

The words that came from the holoform's mouth were said in his voice, and that only added to how creepy the whole thing was.

"Yeah I know, just promise me that after this is over you will never make it look like me again." Sam asked him with a little smile.

The holoform nodded his head and slowly began to drive off. Sam stayed on the corner watching his friend drive off, and he waited there until the car entered the parking lot. Once Bumblebee was inside, Sam began to slowly make his way across the street and towards the school.

He pulled into the space that he normally sat in and made his new holoform open the door and step out, leaving the backpack inside so that Sam could get it when he got there. Bumblebee hoped that Sam's plan would work, although there wasn't really a reason why it shouldn't. From what he had learned about Trent over the last few months, he knew that the football player wasn't all that bright. All it took were a few words with one too many vowels in it to make the jock confused and angry, which was why he often was angry at Sam.

Bumblebee made the fake Sam lean against the driver's side door and wait, he had seen Trent's large truck when he had pulled in and knew that he had watched him park. He was expecting him to be there any moment. Not a moment later Bee felt (to him) a light pressure on his holoform's right shoulder. Remembering that he was pretending to be Sam he let the jock force him around and then let him slam the holoform against his alt form. He made the face contort a little as if in pain.

"Witwacky, you got a lot of nerve showing your face here after yesterday." Trent spat at him.

Bumblebee mimicked the look Sam normally got when he was confused about something. "What are you talking about?" He asked.

The question caused the jock to growl and slam the holoform once again against the car. The human was starting to get on Bee's nerves and he didn't know how much longer he would be able to let him push him around.

"Don't play dumb jack ass. I am talking about your damn arm!" Trent shouted catching the attention of the students who where nearby.

Many of them started to crowd around them with a few of them talking about a fight. Bee went on with the act. "What about my arm? Just like I told everyone who asked, I burned it last week. The glove helps keep the burns clean." 'Sam' told them.

"You piece of shit! I know what I saw yesterday, there was metal on your arm!" Trent yelled.

Many of the gathered students started whispering among themselves and many of their eyes were focused on his holoform's gloved hand.

"Metal? On my arm? I don't know what you are talking about Trent." The fake Sam said with a most innocent look on his features.

"Oh really then! Why don't you take the stupid glove off and show us?" Trent challenged.

All the students who were there nodded in agreement. Bee looked around and saw Sam's friend Miles standing in the crowd, he had a look on his face that told Bee that he wanted him to take the glove off just like everyone else. Making his holoform let out a sigh, he lifted his right hand so that everyone could see it covered in the black glove.

"Fine, but I'm warning you, it's gross…" He gripped the tip of the glove and slowly began to take it off, making sure to make his holoform's face twitch as if in pain every now and then. When the glove was finally off, he pushed up the sleeve of his shirt up to the elbow and unwrapped some of the bandages covering the skin. He held his arm up, showing off the red flesh that was covered in slowly healing burns and scars. Almost all of the people who were there (which also included a few teachers) gasped at the horrible looking skin that was shown to them.

Bee could hear many of them saying how sorry they were for him and what a jerk Trent was for making him show it. The jock's face was red and contorted in anger as he looked at the fake Sam. He tried a few times to say something, but words seemed to have failed him (due to his anger). Finally, he let out a yell and grabbed the front of his holoform's shirt and pulled back his right arm. It looked as if he was going to punch him even though his hand was still in its cast.

Before he could finish the act, a voice cut through the crowd causing everyone to turn. The school principal was making his way towards the large group and they all parted so that he could get to the two in the center.

"What is going on here?" He demanded.

No one answered.

"Mr. DeMarco, I would suggest that you let Mr. Witwicky go." The principal said sternly, looking at Trent with a very disapproving expression on his face.

Reluctantly, Trent let go of the fabric of Bumblebee's shirt that he had been holding and dropped his arms, though his hands stayed clenched tightly.

"I think a week's worth of detention should help you work out your anger issues... also know that I will be giving your parents a call later on," the man told Trent.

The jock looked ready to explode, but at a word from the principle he headed off into the school along with everyone else that had been there. Once everyone was gone, the principal turned to look at the fake Sam and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. His eyes glanced down at the burned arm and he winced in sympathy.

"Mr. Witwicky... Sam. Maybe you should put that glove back on… the last thing we want is for it to get infected."

The holoform nodded and put the glove back on, wincing slightly.

"Good, now then you had better hurry off to class. You wouldn't want to be late." He told him shortly before walking back into the school.

Bumblebee let out a sigh and sank low on his tires. Once he was sure that the coast was clear, he turned off the holoform and let his full consciousness go into his body. He jumped a little when a gentle hand was laid on his bumper, and it took him a moment before he realized that it was Sam. He must have shown up while Bee was still in his holoform.

"Wow Bee… that was great. You do me better than I do." Sam complimented him with a smile.

Bumblebee rumbled his engine with delight under the praise, feeling warmth light up his spark with happiness. "Thank you Sam." He opened the driver's side door so Sam could grab his bag from the back seat, and then he shut the door when he was done.

"Alright buddy, I will see you after school," he murmured affectionately. He patted his hood and walked off into the school.

Bumblebee sat there in silence for a few minutes before the pounding of a familiar stereo system caught his attention. A moment later Jazz pulled into the space beside him and Mikaela stepped out of the passenger side while Jazz's holoform came out of the other side.

"Good morning Bee," Mikaela greeted him.

Since no one was around Bumblebee rolled down his window so he could answer her. "Good morning Mikaela, I hope that you are well."

She nodded and smiled. "I am fine Bee."

Jazz walked up beside her. With a salacious wink, he exclaimed, "she's better than fine I say!"

She laughed as Jazz grabbed her and gave her a very passionate kiss that lasted for a full two minutes and thirty seconds. When they pulled apart her face was flushed and her breath came in gasps. She kept trying to speak, but no words would come out, as she kept getting interrupted by giggling fits. Jazz reached into his cab, pulled out her bag, and handed it to her. She took it and made her way towards the school on weak legs.

"You two seem to have gotten closer." Bumblebee said quietly, a hint of amusement present in his tone.

"Little Bee, you have no idea." Jazz said with a cocky grin.

With that being said, he jumped back into the cab of his alt form and drove off, leaving Bumblebee alone in the lot. Bumblebee sighed to himself and set his scanners to watch the area.

A little over an hour and a half latter Bumblebee couldn't take it anymore and had to find out what had made Jazz so happy that morning. He had a pretty good idea but he wanted to make sure. So, he hacked into the phone network and sent a text message to Mikaela's phone.

"What happened between you and Jazz?"

It didn't take long for a reply to come.

"Nothing... Why what did he tell you?"

Bumblebee could hear the worry in the tone of the message.

"That's just it... He didn't say anything! But I know that something happened between you two."

It took several minutes before an answer came.

"Bee... why do you want to know?"

He wasn't sure if he should tell her the truth but he needed her help. "The way you and Jazz were when you got here..."

"Bumblebee... I don't want you or anyone getting angry at Jazz just because we have gotten close."

Bumblebee was quick to set her straight. "NO! It's not that, it's just that I was wondering... If you could give me some advice?"

When Mikaela's reply came, the tone of the message emanated excitement and Bumblebee could imagine her face lighting up.

"OMG Bee! Are you saying that you are attracted to someone!"

Bumblebee shyly sent a reply. "Maybe..." Bumblebee could feel the excitement in her next message.

"Oh My GOD! Bumblebee! You are... Who is it?"

Bumblebee hadn't expected for the conversation to take this turn so quickly. He wasn't even given a chance to reply.

"Wait... Its Sam isn't it!"

Bumblebee was so shocked by her guess that he let out a beep from surprise, startling a few squirrels and making one fall off a tree.

"You want with Sam what I have with Jazz!"

He figured that there was no point in trying to deny it.

"Alright yes... I love Sam but I don't know what to do."

"Alright Bee here is what you need to do..."

Sam passed back and forth inside the garage; biting at his fingernails, and running his hand nervously through his hair. The only other occupant of the garage was Bumblebee, who was sitting on top of his Camaro form with his blond haired holoform.

"I don't know Bee… Do you think that this is a good idea?" Sam asked him after a moment of pacing.

Bumblebee focused his eyes on Sam and smiled. "I am sure that everything will be fine Sam, you say that we can trust Miles and I believe you." Bumblebee said reassuringly.

Sam let out a sigh and sat down on the hood of the car next to the holoform. When he sat, his hand came to rest close to Bumblebee's hand; and without thinking, he started to rub one of his fingers lightly across the top of the slightly tan hand of his friend. Bumblebee looked down at the small appendage running along his hand and then looked back up at Sam. His spark had started to pulse quickly and his engine revved a little as a reaction to the pleasurable stimuli.

The sudden noise brought Sam's attention to what he was doing and he quickly pulled his hand away from Bee's. "Sorry," he mumbled, but Bumblebee put a hand on his shoulder, which stopped what he was saying.

"It's alright Sam I didn't mind," Bumblebee told him softly.

He was about to say something else but a sudden loud banging on the wooden door stopped him. Sam jumped off of the hood and ran to the door as Bee watched from his position near the back of the garage. Sam was about to open the door so he quickly shut off his holoform.

"Sam?" Miles asked as he poked his head into the garage.

Sam quickly pulled him inside and did a quick look outside to make sure that there was no one else there. When he was sure they were alone, he closed the door and let out a sigh.

"Alright Sam, I am here and I did what you said. Now tell me… What the hell is up with your arm?" Miles demanded, making sure to stay clear of the car.

Sam ran his fingers through his hair and let out a puff of air. "I'll get to that but first there is some things I need to tell you," Sam began. "Remember about two months ago when I bought that car..."

Sam started telling him about everything that had happened to him, and what had led up to the events in Mission City. Once he was finished, he saw the wide eyed look of shock on Miles's face. He noticed the sideways looks that he kept giving to Bumblebee and how he kept taking a few steps away from the car.

"You're pulling my leg aren't you? I mean, alien robots I'll believe, but them turning into cars and trucks! That's just crazy." Miles shakily stuttered.

Sam stared at him, absolutely shocked at his friend's behavior towards the whole situation. "You believe in every god forsaken conspiracy theory, but you can't believe that alien robots can transform into cars and trucks?" Sam pulled on his hair in frustration, and shook his head. "I guess I'll just have to prove you wrong!" He turned to Bumblebee. "Alright Bee, show him."

Making sure to go slow, Bumblebee started to transform. He finished a little over a minute latter and when he looked down from his bent over position, he saw the pale, wide-eyed look on the dirty blond's face. The boy pointed up at him and his mouth kept opening and closing.

"S... Sam!" He was trembling like dry leaves in a strong breeze, and he was sweating enough for it to be visible. Wanting to comfort him, Sam walked over and put his hand on Miles's shoulder. "Miles, remember he is my friend. This is Bumblebee, an Autobot and my guardian. Bumblebee, this is Miles."

"It is nice to meet you Miles," Bumblebee said courteously.

"Uhh..." Was all Miles could say. He looked like he was about to pass out relatively soon, making Sam a little anxious to get Miles closer to padded flooring. Or a couch.

"It's okay Miles, you can say hi to him… He's nice." Sam commented, trying to encourage him.

"Hi," he murmured softly before he turned to look at Sam. "C... can you ask him to..."

Sam nodded his head and turned to look up at Bee. "Can you fold back down Bee? I think you are intimidating him a little."

Bumblebee nodded and quickly folded down into his car form. He turned his holoform back on and had it sitting back on the hood of the car. Miles let out a yell at the sudden appearance of the boy.

"It's okay Miles. That's just Bee's holoform, he uses it so he can blend in better." Sam told him.

"Warn me if there are going to be any other things that just randomly pop up." Miles said.

He looked at the blond and inched a little closer. Bumblebee took that as a positive sign and got down off the hood, and he walked closer to Miles, but stopped before he got too close.

"So what is this exactly? Is it like a bunch of light and stuff that looks human?" Miles asked quizzically, eyeing the holoform and the Camaro warily.

"No, it's made up of sensors and other tech stuff that lets him interact with what's around him, see?" Sam told him, and then demonstrated by grabbing Bumblebee's hand and holding it up for Miles to look at.

Miles jumped back a little from the hand but slowly came back to where he was. "Sorry, I guess this will just take some getting use to... It's a lot to take in, man."

"Don't worry I know what you mean, it took me some time after everything happened to get really comfortable around Bee too." Sam said.

Bumblebee looked at Sam, confused. "It did? You never showed that you were nervous other than when you first found out about us." He pointed out.

"Well... it wasn't so much being nervous; it was more I didn't know how to act around you." Sam said looking at Bee.

Bumblebee nodded and took his hand from Sam's grip. He gently put it over his shoulder and gave him a one armed hug. "Well I hope that has changed," he said with a smile.

"Come on Bee, you know that it's different now," Sam laughed.

Miles cleared his throat, making the two of them jump a little (they forgot he was there). The poor male felt neglected. "Sorry," Sam said sheepishly as he took Bee's arm off his shoulder.

"Alright, so you talked about the giant robots and all that happened in Mission City. Now tell me what the hell was with your arm yesterday," Miles demanded.

Sam sighed and he felt Bumblebee give his shoulder a small squeeze of encouragement. Sam nodded his head and lifted his gloved hand so Miles could see it.

"Just... don't freak out." He said.

He pulled off the glove and pushed his sleeve up past his elbow, showing off the shining silver metal that was there. He saw a few of the plates shift and rearrange themselves, and he found that he liked the fact that they did that without making a sound. He saw Miles's face light up in wonder at the sight and he reached a hand forward a little as if to touch it. At the last second, he changed his mind and dropped his arm.

"How did that happen? Did you lose your arm in the fight or something?" Miles asked as he continued to stare at the metal limb.

Sam laughed a little. "You know man, I wish it were that simple."

He started explaining what happened to him with the AllSpark and how it was changing him. He left out Mikaela and Will's part in it because he felt it wasn't his place to tell their halves of the big secret. When he was finished, he could see the wheels slowly turning in his friend's head. Gulping, he wasn't sure what kind of reaction he would get this time and was starting to feel a bit nervous.

"Okay so you're slowly turning into... one of them?" Miles asked pointing at the car behind Sam.

Sam nodded.

"And you can live as long as they can?" He asked with his voice getting quieter.

There was another nod from Sam.

"That... is so... COOL!" Miles shouted suddenly, and jumped up in excitement.

Sam shook his head, confused at his friend's actions. "Uhh.... What?"

"Dude, that is awesome! That was like a dream of mine since I was a kid." Miles said with a wide grin.

Sam sighed. 'Figures that this is the news that he takes well.' He thought to himself. "Listen Miles, you can't talk about this to anyone, and I mean anyone!" Sam made sure to enforce the point by using his voice and gesturing with his hands.

"Yeah yeah I get it, I swear." Miles waved it off, but his eyes were bright with curiosity and a hint of feverish excitement. "But listen... can you do anything with it?"

Sam didn't want to tell him about his ability to transform his arm into a highly advanced alien gun, especially since he couldn't really control it yet.

"I don't know… I am just glad that I can move it." He said finally.

As it turned out, Miles wasn't able to stay much longer. He got a call from his mother telling him that he needed to get home, so he quickly took off after promising yet again that he wouldn't say anything about what Sam had told him.

"Maybe that wasn't such a good idea." Sam thought out loud."I'll see you later Bee. I got to go work on all the homework from last week."

Bumblebee watched him leave, and for once he was happy to be alone. Now he could get to work on his brilliant plan to win Sam over. He would have to remember to do something nice for Mikaela for helping him with ideas on how to do it.

Now I know that this chapter wasn't as exciting as some of the others but I needed to resolve the issue about Miles finding out. And I know that this chapter wasn't as long as some of my other ones but not all of them can be 9,000 words long.

Review and feel good about yourself.

Now to work on the next chapter.