Warning! There is a lot of cussing! Oh! And Bumblebee can talk!

"Comm. link"

'thoughts'

dilouge

"Speech"

(Bumblebee's POV)

I raced down the road, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe on my tail. We had snuck out of base late last night. We often did to go racing. Even if Ratchet would personally hand us our afts on a silver platter with a side of candied lugnuts if we got scuffed up, and I grinned opening a comm. link.

"Even after half a millennium, I'm still faster than you two!" I laughed.

"Oh quit laughin' Bee, we were in the brig for like a year! We're out of practice!" Sunstreaker whined back.

I roll my optics mentally. We turn onto a highway that will take us back to base

"Sunny, you were in there for three days. Not a year." I sigh over the line. He always was over dramatic. About everything. His finish. His punishments. His paint job. His finish...

"Well, it felt like a year! We didn't even do anything bad!" Sideswipe whined.

"I'm pretty sure, that Jazz will take rearranging his CD collection and deleting his entire contents of his MP3 and painting his boom box pink, then hiding it, bad. How did he even get you two in the brig?" I ask. I almost expect some smartaft answer back.

"He said something about breaking an entry into a superior officer's quarters and vandalism."

We were silent for a moment.

Before I called out, "race you to the next mile marker! Three, two, one, go!" I sped forward leaving Sideswipe and Sunstreaker in the dust.

They screamed in protest, but all the same sped after me.

"No fair Bee!" Sideswipe whined over the still open comm. link.

"Yeah, you started early!" Sunny added to his brother's complaint.

I swiveled around on my rear wheels, flipping around to face the two Lamborghini s that were struggling to catch up.

"Come and get me!" I taunted at them fishtailing slightly.

"BEE! TURN AROUND! WATCH OUT!" They screamed.

I turned around, but I saw her too late. I blared my horn and slammed my brakes down.

I felt something hit me, as a screeched to a stop. I vaguely felt something wet splatter across my hood.

Somehow, I knew that that 'something wet' was blood.

I heard the twins stop just behind me, but I didn't look back at them. All I could see was her limp body in the middle of the road.

'Oh Primus. Please move, please be okay, please, please move.' Was all I could think.

I saw her lift her head slightly. She looked at me for a few seconds, but then slumped down to the asphalt, unconsciousness.

I immediately transformed and gently pick her up.

"Oh Primus, Oh Primus. Oh fuck, oh shit. I hit a human, I hit a fucking human! Oh shit! Dammit, please wake up!"

"Bee! We don't want her to wake up, our cover's gonna be blown!" Sideswipe said, walking up to me.

"I don't fucking care! I hit a fragging human! I need to know if she's gonna be alright! Oh shit, I might have killed her! Shit, fucking hell, oh shit, oh fuck, oh slagging, fragging, pit, frag it all the way to fragging Vector Sigma! I'm slagged, I've gone and fragging killed her!" I yelled, panicking. I could feel my sparkbeat in my throat. One thought blazed across my processor, The Hatchet.

"I've got to get her to Ratchet!" I cried, transforming, and leaving the twins behind, hitting my top speed within record time. But not before I made sure she would land softly in my backseat.

I got to base even faster than before. I didn't bother transforming to run to the medbay once I got inside base.

I screamed at people to move out of my way. I transformed once I got to the medbay.

"Ratchet! Please! Help!" I screamed.

"What the hell do yo-" He stopped as soon as he saw the human in my hands.

"What happened?" He questioned taking her into his own hands.

"I swear! It was an accident! Me and the twin were out racing fucking around and we were heading back, and since we were on an abandon highway that almost no one ever uses anymore, we figured we were ok, so we were racing and stuff, and I decided to stunt just a little bit and show off, so I was driving backwards and didn't see the human and I turned around 'cause the twins were screaming and yelling at me to watch out, so I turned around and I didn't have time to stop before I hit her, and she was in the middle of the fucking road, and I hit her Ratchet! I fucking hit her! Her blood's all over my hood and I ran over a human! Not a fragging deer, but a human!"

I saw him look her over, before he spoke.

"Get out."

"Will she be alright!?"

"Get. Out. Bumblebee." He said again.

"Ratch-"

"I said get out, or I will shove this wrench so far up you aft, that if you sneeze, it will come out of your nose, and your inside will shoot back out of your aft and your optics will pop out of you head. "

I shut up. By his tone, I could tell that he wasn't kidding. I turned on my heel, and walked into the waiting bay. I just hoped that I wasn't too late. If she died, I would never stunt drive again.

(Ratchet's POV)

As soon as Bumblebee left my medbay into the the waiting bay, I set to work. I knew she would be alright. If she were actually human, than she would already be dead. I dryly chuckled as I realized today's date. I would have seen her later today anyways. Poor Bumblebee, though. He looked absolutely traumatized. Maybe he'll feel better when he hears that she wasn't human at all. But another issue came to mind.

How is she going to react to the truth? Or more importantly, what am I going to tell her mother and father?

A/N: I know, I'm bad with another cliffy. But It's already like 1000+ words. Next chapter, we'll pick up right were we left off, and I want guesses on who the parents are! And remember, the more likes and reads and comments I get, the more I'm gonna wanna write more of this! Don't forget to like, comment, and follow!

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~Saffy

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