Greetings and salutations! I am back and better then ever! I have kept you all waiting long enough but I am extremely excited to give you all the complete chapter! It has taken me many months to get it finished, mainly because I was having a hard time finding the proper inspiration for it. I am able to easily get the inspiration for all my other stories but for some reason this one is harder to get it for. Maybe because its a lot more complicated and I have to think from multiple perspectives.

Anyway, that isn't important right now. What is important is that I am back and have this chapter to give you. I hope that you all enjoy it and that it was worth the very very long wait.

Now enjoy!

Waking up from a good sleep was something that Sam never liked to do. But waking up this time was very different. Before when he would feel cold and lazy he now felt extremely warm and full of energy. He could feel his spark pulsing quickly in his chest and with his eyes still closed he could almost picture the blue ball of power surging in him. As he focused on the pulsing he began to notice something new. There was another pulse below his own. It wasn't as strong or as obvious, but it was there and an intense wave of pure love was flowing from it. Filling his body, wrapping him in a permanent hug that he never wanted to leave.

"Mm... Bumblebee..." He whispered both out loud and in his head.

The second pulse quickened and got stronger filling Sam's body and mind with an even more intense wave of love. A smile spread over Sam's face as he could feel a piece of Bumblebee's very spark beating inside his own body. A part of his spark that would stay inside him forever, and he knew that a part of his own spark was beating the same way inside of Bumblebee.

"Sam..." Came Bumblebee's voice.

Sam hardly noticed that he had heard his name being said to him with his ears and also inside his head. His smile widened and he snuggled deeper into the warm metal under him. A small scraping sound came from his right side but he paid it no attention. Instead he began to place a series of small kisses on the warm metal. He did notice that his arm and shoulder didn't hurt at all. In fact he felt no pain at all, which was a welcome change. Letting out a happy sigh Sam lifted his head up and opened his eyes so he could look up at Bumblebee.

When he opened his eyes he saw that Bumblebee was looking right back down at him. Their eyes/optics met and locked and both their sparks pulsed faster. Sam felt Bumblebee's hand, that was wrapped around his waist, tighten just a little bit and Sam smiled. He knew what the gesture meant.

"Yes Bumblebee... I am yours." Sam said looking up into Bumblebee's face. "Only yours, for now and forever."

A happy rumble came from Bee's chest and he began to run his finger up and down Sam's back. His attention was only on Sam, in his mind nothing in the world was more important than the human in his hands. He would fight anyone in order to protect him, even if that meant fighting Optimus and the other Autobots. He would die for Sam, and then fight his way out of the pit or the Matrix to get back to him. Nothing in all of creation would keep the two of them apart. Bundling all of those feelings up Bumblebee sent them down the new bond between him and Sam and saw the human shiver as they entered his mind and body.

Sam almost cried at the intense feelings coming from his bonded. Earlier he never would have thought that anyone would or could feel such intense feelings for him. But now there was no doubt in his mind about how Bumblebee felt for him. Gathering as many of his own emotions as he could, Sam sent them back up the bond so that Bumblebee could feel just how much Sam loved him in return.

The two of them stayed still for a while, just watching each other and enjoying being in each other's company. Neither one paid any attention or even seemed to be aware of the fact that the metal on Sam's body had grown and expanded. The metal that before just went up to Sam's elbow was now covering his entire right arm and it had stretched over the right side of his chest to join with the metal around his spark chamber. There were even a few lines of metal that where extending up the right side of his neck.

The gears on Sam's arm and chest slowly twitched and turned as he moved his arm to stroke over Bumblebee's body. So wrapped up in each other that neither one noticed the sound of the approaching vehicle, or the sound it made as it began to break apart and reform itself.

With a violent jerk Will shot up in his bed, his chest moving up and down quickly and his spark pulsing faster then he thought possible. He could feel the cold sweat covering his body and the contrasting feeling of his heated metal spine and spark chamber. Moving his arm he placed his hand just under the burning metal of his spark and rubbed at it trying to ease the pain. Confusion ran through him, he had never felt that way before. He couldn't help but notice that what was running through him felt as if it were coming from someplace else. Like he was feeling what someone else was feeling.

Shaking his head Will got up and out of the bed and slowly made his way to the door. Once he was out in the hallway he began to stumble down the hall until he got to the top of the stairs. He stopped for a moment to look at the doors that lead into the master bedroom. He knew that Sarah was sleeping in there, he had told her to take the main bedroom while he would sleep in one of the guest rooms. He had done this for two reason; the first being so that neither one was pressured into doing anything out of habit. And also because he didn't want to hurt her by accidentally burning her with his spark chamber.

Letting out a sigh Will started to go down the stairs and made his way into the kitchen to get some water. He was hoping that the cool water would ease his pulsing spark and put these odd feelings to rest. He couldn't even fully explain what he was feeling, the emotions where too mixed and jumbled up to make any sense to him. Turning on the kitchen light he grabbed a clean cup and filled it full of cool water from a jug in the refrigerator. He drained the cup in less than a minute and quickly filled it again.

All it did however was fill his stomach with cold water, it did nothing to ease his spark or his overheated body. He could feel a tingling in his spine as the metal plates that where there shifted slightly. He sighed again and set the cup in the sink and looked at the clock. It was only midnight and now he was wide awake. He shook his head and rubbed at his chest again.

"What is wrong with me?" He asked the quiet kitchen.

No answer came and he wasn't expecting one. After a few moments of standing there Will shut off the light and started to walk back to the stairs to try and go back to sleep. He paused for a moment as he passed the window in the living room. While the window its self was shut tight the curtains where open letting him see out into the cool night. He watched as the trees in the distance moved with the wind and a shiver went through his body. Taking a deep breath Will walked to the front door and quietly opened it and stepped out into the cool air. He sighed happily as the cold wind ran over his heated body.

Deciding that he wanted the full effect Will striped out of his night shirt bringing his bare torso into the night air. A happy shiver went through him as the wind seemed to focus on his spark chamber and his spine. Slowly he began to relax as the pain began to fade away. His breathing got steadier and the shifting metal on his back started to settle down.

"Will... is everything alright?"

Will sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. He had thought that he had been quiet. Slowly he turned around so he was looking back at the front door. He saw Sarah standing in the doorway a worried look on her face.

"Sarah... what are you doing up?" He asked a little worried.

"I heard you in the kitchen." She said taking a few more steps out of the house and onto the wooden porch. She stopped only a few steps away from her husband and her eyes fell on the silver metal on his chest.

Will saw were her eyes where and he rubbed the skin just under his spark chamber. He flinched a little at the twinge of pain that ran through him.

"It hurts?" She asked softly.

He nodded his head, making sure to keep his eyes on anything other then his wife. He had told her about what was happening, how could he not? But he had never shown her.

"... and your back?" She asked taking another step closer.

"Yeah... it does also." He said feeling a few plates shift.

"Can't you have Ratchet give you something for the pain?" She asked.

"You know I don't like drugs." He said.

A heavy sigh came from the army wife and she took a step back a slight frown on her face.

"Damn it Will..." She said. "You can be so stubborn."

"You knew that when you married me." He chuckled.

"This isn't funny Will." Sarah said. "Who knows how long this pain will last, you could be in pain for months!"

"Optimus said that it wouldn't take very long for the change to happen. Once it's done..." Will cut himself off and turned his head looking off into the distance.

A worried expression crossed his face and his hands clenched tightly into fists.

"Will?" Sarah asked getting worried about the man's sudden silence. "Will what's wrong?"

"Sam is in trouble..." Will said suddenly.

"What?" She asked confused.

Will turned and looked at Sarah. "Sam is in trouble." He repeated.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"I... I don't know." He said. "I can feel it. He's in trouble."

Sarah was shocked by Will's sudden forcefully tone. She had never heard him speak in such a way.

"I have to go..." He told her. "Ironhide and I have to help him."

She nodded her head, her shock giving way to the commanding tone of her husband.

"Go." She said.

Will gave Sarah one last look before running off in the direction of the barn. His spark pulsed quickly and the metal plates on his back slowly expanding and burning away the tan skin revealing new plates of metal.

Mikaela jerked suddenly from her half sleeping state. Her eyes where half closed as she stretched out on the couch she had been falling asleep on. The glow of the t.v was the only light in the room. Carefully she pushed herself up into a sitting position and scratched the back of her head. She could feel an odd tingling running through her body and it made goosebumps pop up on her arms. She wasn't sure what was going on but she had a very bad feeling. Pushing herself off of the couch she began to slowly make her way through the small house until she reached the back door. She was careful to open it, trying to make as little noise as possible.

She found that opening the back door quietly was easy. It was trying to open the screen door that was the problem. It screeched and moaned like an injured animal. She couldn't help but think of all the times she had open the door and it hardly ever made a sound.

'Why is it being loud the one time I want to be quiet?' She thought to herself.

Holding her breath, she continued to push the screen door open. It continued to screech and she hoped that it wouldn't be loud enough to wake anyone up. Finally she was able to step out onto her back steps and she carefully closed both the back door and the screen door before walking down the few steps there where. The moment her bare feet touched the small path that lead from the back door to the fence she took off at a quick walk. The small gate opened without a sound and she carefully walked down the small grass slop that merged with the asphalt. Another shiver ran up her back followed by even more goosebumps popping up along her body.

The metal plate on her chest burned hot and Mikaela had to force herself not to scratch at it. The legs of her long pajama pants brushed against the ground dulling the sound of her metal foot hitting the hard ground. She made her way quickly across the small back ally not stopping until she reached the side of the shinning silver car resting almost on the grass. She hesitated a moment before tapping the hood of the gleaming car.

"Jazz..." She whispered.

There was a moment of silence before she tapped again a little harder.

"Jazz..." She said a little louder and firmer.

The cars lights flickered for a moment before a small buzz filled the air.

"Mikaela?" A voice said from behind her. It sounded tired and heavier than normal.

Turning around her eyes fell on the holographic image that she had come to associate with her Autobot protector.

"Is everything alright?" Jazz asked his speech different in his newly woken state.

"I..." She began, she wasn't sure if he would appreciate being woken up just because she was uneasy about something.

The holo took a step closer and the bright blue eyes looked into her own sending a warm shiver through her.

"What's wrong?" Jazz asked sound more serious then she had ever heard him.

"I... I have a bad feeling." She said finally feeling like a child who went running to their parent just because of a bad dream.

"A bad feeling?" Jazz repeated his face moving to show his confusion.

She nodded her head looking away. "I don't know..." She said a little defensively. "It's probably nothing, I just wanted to come see if everything was alright..."

Jazz eyed the girl for a moment before nodding his head. "Everything is perfect 'Kela." He said a little of his normal speech patterns starting to come out. "Ain't no 'Cons or nothing to worry about around here."

She nodded her head. "And everyone else is alright?"

"Far as I know." Jazz answered. "Last I heard; Ironhide had finished scanning at Will's, Optimus and old "Hatchet had finished up at the base and where heading back here."

"What about Bumblebee and Sam?" She asked.

Jazz grinned a little showing his pearly teeth. "Haven't heard from them for a good while." He said. "There probably hanging somewhere alone." He added the last part with a bigger smile and a wink.

Mikaela knew that Sam and Bumblebee had gone out on their "date." But she thought that it would have ended by now. As she thought about it another wave of uneasiness ran through her. This time however it was laced with hints of fear.

"Can... can you check in on them?" She asked.

For a moment Jazz thought about saying that there was nothing to worry about. But as he looked at the girl he could see just how worried she was. Letting out a small sigh he smiled and nodded his head. He stayed quiet for a moment sending a comm message to his young friend. He waited a moment but no answer came. He tried again but like before he was answered with only silence. His own uneasiness began to set in. He knew that Bumblebee never ignored a comm no matter what. Deciding to be a little more forceful, Jazz tried to wireless link with Bumblebee. His connection was cut off hard by a set of extremely hard firewalls. The force of the cut almost deactivated his holo.

When Jazz re-focused his eyes he saw Mikaela standing closer to him a look of extreme worry on her face.

"Somthin' ain't right." He said. "I can't get through ta Bumblebee."

"What does that mean?" Mikaela asked although she had a good idea.

Jazz's passenger side door flew open and his holo vanished from site.

"It means we got ta go." He said. "Get in, I'll try and call Optimus."

Not waiting to be told twice, Mikaela jumped into the open door. A second later the door slammed shut and the silver car shot off down the street like a bullet from a gun.

A loud explosion ripped the air. Less than a second later a massive cloud of dirt and dust burst from the newly made hole in the ground. Rocks and large chunks of dirt flew in all directions. Before the cloud of dust and dirt could settle a second explosion sounded out and another slightly large cloud burst up from another new hole. A deep rumbling laugh cut through the small moment of silence that followed.

"To afraid to fight back this time little bug!" The deep voice called out.

The lookout was covered in dozens of new holes, small grass fires burning around the edges of each one. The tree that had before stood at the top strong and proud was now blown in half. Both top and bottom halves smoldering, threatening to burst into flames at any moment. Slowly the large black and white figure began to walk closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. His bright red optics searching for even the slightest hint of an attack. While he was gloating on the outside, on the inside he was still reeling over the sight he had seen before his attack.

"I must have some kind of glitch." He thought. "There is no possible way that, that human had Cybertronian parts."

He was determined to capture the organic and see if his optics where telling him the truth. Unfortunately the humans Autobot protector was making it extremely hard to capture the little flesh bag. Barricade stopped moving as he got to the edge of the cliff. Carefully he tilted forward just barely peeking over the edge where he had seen the yellow scout vanish. His helm had hardly gone more than an inch over the edge when a large cannon blast shot up from the other side. With an angry yell Barricade managed to pull his head back before the shot could make contact.

He stumbled backwards a few feet and an instant later he saw the bright yellow form of Bumblebee shooting up from the edge of the cliff. The yellow scout had his battle mask in place and had both his hands wrapped around something holding it close to his chest. Barricade barely had time to think about what to do as Bumblebee lowered his left shoulder and rammed it hard into his midsection. An angry snarl escaped Barricade as he was sent tumbling backwards, landing on his aft.

He watched Bumblebee continue to run past him until he was a good dozen or more feet away. The yellow mech placed the thing in his hands down on the ground before turning back to face his enemy. Barricade tried to get a look at what the scout had placed on the ground, but Bumblebee was keeping the thing blocked from his view.

"It must be the flesh bag..." Barricade thought.

His thoughts were interrupted as his audio receptors registered the sound of several cannon shots. He was barely able to doge the three large blasts that had been aimed right at his chest. He landed hard in a kneeling position and he quickly raised his own cannon letting out three shots in return. The scout easily dodged the attack and began to run straight at him his cannon blazing as he fired. Barricade rolled a few times before leaping forward and transforming into his alt form. His spinning tires hit the ground and he shot off quickly right at the scout. He managed to avoid getting hit directly but he wasn't able to keep from one of the Autobot's shots from blowing out his back right tire.

Barricade continued to push himself forward until he was right in front of Bumblebee. Before the Autobot could do anything he slammed on his brakes and turned his steering wheel hard. His momentum carried him over the loose dirt and made him spin hard to the right just barley avoiding the smashing foot of the yellow mech. Once he was behind the Autobot Barricade transformed and began to run in the direction the scout had come from. His optics searched quickly for the human trying to find him before Bumblebee could get him back and take off, or before he killed him.

Barricade wasn't sure why, but he could feel something different about his current fight with the scout. He had fought Bumblebee several times during the war but this time the yellow mech was much more aggressive. More violent and that made him deadly. Barricade knew that he would soon have to abandon the fight with or without the human. He looked around and saw that he had a clear opening to escape, but with his tire still blown out he wouldn't be able to get far. Checking his auto repair program he saw that he still had half a minute before his tire fixed its self. He just needed to remain agile and out of harm's way for that half a minute.

His optics narrowed as they finally settled on the slime figure of the human.

"Maybe I don't need to run just yet..." He thought.

Changing his course, Barricade made a 'B' line for where the boy was trying to hide. Unfortunately for the human there weren't many places to hide in the open area there where on. Before the fleashling could even know what had happened Barricade wrapped his black clawed hand around his waist and held him up high in front of him. The reaction was just what he had hoped for. Bumblebee stopped dead in his tracks less then fifteen feet away. His battle mask lifted and his optics narrowed to pin points.

"LET HIM GO!" Bumblebee yelled his vocals sounding hard and full of hate.

Barricade chuckled even though he wasn't in a position to do so.

"I don't think you are in a position to make demands Autobot." He teased waving the human in front of him like a shield.

A high pitched whine sounded out as the scout raised his cannon. "I said, let him go!"

Barricade chuckled again before looking down at the human he held. His spark began to race as his optics zoomed in on the boys metallic right arm and spark chamber. For a moment Barricade forgot what was going on. He began to force the boy to turn around in his hand as he looked over his entire body. He made sure to scan the boy and he instantly sent the information to Soundwave.

"Impossible." He whispered to himself.

His processor ran through dozens of possibilities but none of them made any seance for what he was seeing. So lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the actions of the human in his grip until a large wave of pain ran through his body from the hand he held the boy in. Yelling in pain, Barricade threw the boy high in the air making the shining energon that was now spilling from his hand fly in an arch along with the human. When he looked at his hand he saw that several energon lines had been severed and half his hand refused to work. Not even worrying about what else was going on, Barricade transformed and drove as fast as he could away from the look out and the Autobot and human that where still standing on it.

'THIS ISN'T BUMBLEBEE!'

The same thought continued to race through his mind over and over again as he was held in the grip of the unknown Decepticon. His spark pulsed and wavered as it called out, desperate to return to the one who held its other piece. His body began to shake violently as tremors ran through him. His vision had started to white out and he could hardly hear anything over the pulsing of blood in his head.

'THIS ISN"T BUMBLEBEE!'

The gears in his right arm began to grind together as he tried to pry himself from the others grip. But no matter how much of his new strength he used he wasn't able to break free. Pulling his right arm back he clenched his hand into a tight fist. Swinging it forward he began to smash his fist as hard as he could against the clawed hand that held him. Even with his mind fogged he could tell that what he was doing was having no effect. The other who held him wasn't even aware of what he was doing. A large uneven pulse from his spark forced him to clench his whole body for a moment as pain rushed through him.

He knew that if he didn't get to his Bumblebee soon that he would die. Drawing his arm back one more time, Sam prepared to smash it as hard as he could into the titans hand. His mind barley registered the shifting of large sections of metal on his arm. A tingling moved through his arm after the plates had finished moving. From the gap that the shifting plates made a long sharp blade began to slide its way out. Barley more then a few inches of the blade had come out before it started to glow a bright orange. With a mighty yell Sam smashed his fist into the space between his captors thumb and the rest of his hand.

At the impact the blade sprung out fully from his arm extending to several feet. The bright orange blade sliced easily through the hard Cybertronian armor severing wires and cables. The other that held him yelled loudly in pain and finally let his grip go. Sam felt the weight in his body leave him for a moment as he was thrown high into the air. As he left his captors hold he heard the sound of metal sliding against metal as the blade was violently ripped from the hand.

"Bumblebee!" He yelled both in his head and out loud.

He felt himself start his decent back down to the earth and hoped that Bumblebee would be there to catch him. Sam felt a large wave of warmth rush over him just seconds before the all too familiar hand of his spark mate wrapped around him. Sam felt himself get pulled closer to Bumblebee's chest, resting right where his spark was. An extreme sense of calm washed over him as he pressed himself even more into Bumblebee's chest trying to get closer to the warmth that laid just under the metal.

"Sam... are you ok?" Bumblebee asked concern lacing his voice.

Sam nodded his head vigorously. He would have said that he was but his voice didn't want to work. Lifting his head up Sam opened his eyes taking in the image of his bonded. A smile spread across his face for a moment before it slowly began to fade. His eyes started to flutter and his breathing started to get shorter. Before he could do anything his vision went black and his head fell forward banging against Bumblebee's chest as he passed out.

Well? Did you all like it? Or did you hate it and now want to kill me?

I hope that you did enjoy it because I sure did. I will try my hardest to get the next chapter done faster then this one took me. Hopefully you all won't have to wait another dozen months or so for it.

SO anyway, leave me a review and let me know what you all think about this.

p.s. To the ones who reviewed for the half update that I had posted before, know that you can review for this one since I am deleting that one and resubmitting this one. So please review and make me happy ^_^