Sorry for the delay, I've been working on other tf fanfictions :D theres a whole lot of sparkling drawings in my gallery too since I've been working on those, you can access the link to my gallery in my profile ;)enjoy

Bumblebee's POV

I told Buzzer to wait outside while I finished washing myself, I was wet anyway, might as well get my armour shinning as well.

When I came out however I found her sleeping in the couch curled up into a ball, the head plating had come over her face like a mask flipping forwards much like he's own instead of sideways like most cybertronians.

She sort of looked like the earth creature called armadillo, only bright red. I tried nudging her but she wouldn't wake up.

"Buzzer? Buzzer come on, we have to go, the landing is in a few klicks!" she mumbled something in sparkling language swatting my finger away and curled into a tiny ball of spikes again. I sighed carefully picking her up and placing her on my shoulder, she was a bit bigger now so there was less space, but instinctively grabbed one of my neck platting for support and kept on with her deep recharge.

The others were already outside in the now open field, we had to clear out some of the trees so that the ark could have space to land in.

"She's asleep?" Ratchet asked as soon as I came into view, his optics were dead set on Buzzer, normally this wasn't told to sparklings but upgrades could take quite a toll on them if built wrong, Ratchet was going to keep his optics on her for the next days.

"Yeah, she was crying and tired herself out."

"Crying?" the CMO asked looking even more concerned, but I just waved him off.

"She wasn't in any sort of pain, I'll tell you later"

He seemed satisfied for the moment although grudgingly, if he had it his way he'd force everything out of the youngling but now was not the time, the ark was now visible up in the sky. The humans were waiting a bit far away from the landing zone sine it was dangerous for their more fragile bodies.

Soon the familiar machinery I had once called home was landing right in front of me, it had been a long time since I last saw it, it was a special ship for me, I grew up in it.

Once the engine was turned off the door hissed open. Buzzer moved slightly in her spot but didn't wake up, Primus knew how! The ship did make quite a lot of noise.

At the entrance stood a very familiar figure, not too tall and not too short, wing panels on his back and the strict pose he kept as soon as he spotted Optimus.

"Prowl…" Optimus said walking forward as did the other mech, they shook hands." Welcome to earth my friend."

"Thank you Optimus, it's great to finally see you again. I'm glad you made it through" More mechs were starting to appear at the door heads looking up in wonder, my spark raced, I could recognize some of them, most of them actually, it was so good to see them again!

"I trust you didn't face problems with the decepticons?" Prowl shook his head tiredly, no doubt he had spent countless cycles making sure everyone was ready for landing and was low on energy. " What of Elita's ship? Did you find anything?"

Prowl's wings lifted every so lightly, it usually meant he was successful in a mission whenever it came to situations like these.

"Actually sir, no, but we did find a survivor. We request for a separate landing spot for him though, he insisted on landing himself, he wanted to take a look at the planet before landing." Optimus nodded in understanding. Just then we heard the engine of a jet above and for a moment we were about to charge our weapons (well Ironhide did anyway) before we recognized the form up in the sky.

We had little time to run out of the area and duck for cover before the large jet transformed and landed on his feet right where we stood before, now usually this wouldn't be much of a problem, but Jetfire was the rash type of mechanism and that wasn't good for one with the same size as Optimus.

Primus for a moment I thought Buzzer fell off my shoulder, but thankfully she had woken up with the movement and quickly held onto one of my wing panels where she now hung trying to make out her surroundings.

No sooner had a managed to get my hands back on her Prowl was already shouting at Jetfire for his foolishness and calling him a mini chip sized processor.

Buzzer tried to peek out of my hands, as soon as she saw the large jet a shrill noise escaped her vocal processor.

"UNCLE JETFIREEEEE!" every mech but the jet and I covered their audios, and for a moment I though mine stopped working.

Jetfire looked in my direction with the most bewildered look I had ever seen on him, his Optics set on Buzzer who was trying to slip her way out of my hands not caring that the fall would probably crush her new armour, I held onto her scruff bar though.

"It can't be" he said with a voice processor that seemed about to fail him, he quickly approached much to the others apprehension but a subtle hand from Optimus stood in their way.

Buzzer kept trying to reach out to the large mech spouting the usual sparkling nonsense she always did when excited or nervous. Jetfire looked at me for a while and I nodded allowing him to approach the young one. He lowered himself so that he could optic to optic with the young femme.

"I can't believe you made it…I thought they got you" slowly he reached over and I let her go, she promptly jumped to the offered hands and a hugged a finger, the only part of his body that she could actually hug.

The older mech's optics dimmed a bit and he stroked her helm with surprising care, she started to purr.

"You've got a new upgrade I see…" she suddenly sat back in his hand and nodded vigorously.

"Uh huh! Ratchet helped" she said pointing at the CMO.

He briefly glanced at the said mech, but only for short kliks, it was as if he was never going to let the sparkling out of his optic range again.

"Is that so?" he asked " Your mother is going to offline you though" she looked at him with wide terrified optics. " you know how much she wanted your paintjob to be pink" all terror was lost and she just wringled her fragile nose platting.

" but I hate pink!" He chuckled slightly and looked back at Optimus for a while.

"I wonder if I could…you know…just talk to her for a while alone?"

" You will have to ask her assigned guardian, as long as it is okay with him."

Jetfire turned back to the sparkling, briefly looking at me with a smile, then back at the sparkling.

"So, you gonna tell me who has been taking such good care of you?" his fingers tickled her abdominal section and she giggled pointing at me. Jetire turned back to me and briefly winked meaning he was just playing with the young one.

"So, Bumblebee, do I have your permission to take our young femme for a while?" he asked in mock courtesy. Buzzer was looking up at me with those pleading optics, she had quickly learned the tricks to convince them to give her whatever she wanted. I sighed in defeat looking away.

"Fine…just be careful with her Jetfire!" I warned, he flashed an identical grin to Buzzer's.

"Always my young friend!" Buzzer giggled as he started waking away, she tried to look back at me as they went and waved.

"Bye bee!" she chirped happily. I waved back seeing them stop just a few meters away from us, far enough for us not to listen in.

Buzzer's POV

I looked up at the mech I called an uncle as he sat down on a boulder and placed me on one of his knees, I was familiar with him, he had taken care of me many times, hence why I called him an uncle. Before I had once believed he was my father, I mean, a hasty personality, a need for speed, and according to some femmes a nice piece of machinery, I thought he'd go perfectly well with my mother, but as usual I had been disappointed, still he meant a lot to me, even if he wasn't my father.

The tall and strong mech I knew was actually in a pretty much beaten state, his armour looked like it had been bended in various places and then hastily bended back into its rightful place, he had loads of scratches on his white and red paintjob and the nastier were the dents.

"You look hurt" I stated, to which he chuckled rubbing my helm behind the audio receptor where my headflaps felt most ticklish.

"I guess I do, have they been treating you right?"

"Uh huh, Bee's been a good caretaker! He even showed me the human world."

"I see…Buzzer… I need to ask…"

"I haven't felt anything" I cut him off knowing exactly what he was going to ask.

"Did you tell them about it?" shyly I looked at his palm tracing the cracks and separations carefully.

"No…" he sighed bending a bit out of tiredness, hot air came out of his back and feet as his systems were cooling down from his flight.

"You should have….what if this time it got really serious? You could have gotten hurt for primus sake!"

"I know…it just…I didn't want to remember it…" He nodded comprehensively and pat my head lightly.

"I'll have to talk to them about it ok?" I nodded in agreement.

"Its good to see you again Uncle Jetfire." I said honestly, I had missed him, and I had worried he hadn't made it.

"Aw….now ain't that just cute of you?" He pulled me up and I gladly latched onto his faceplates purring every so lightly in a form of a hug. The mech's gaze softened.

"Jetfire….?"

"Hm?"

"Is…." I hesitated " Is Optimus my father?" he pulled his face away to stare straight at my optics trying to determine what exactly I meant by my question.

"Buzzer….I think-" he didn't finish what he was going to say though, the familiar sound of a missile reached everyone's audio receptors and within seconds it hit the ground throwing everyone to the ground. I fell off Jetfire's hands with the impact and kissed the earth. When I finally regained my orientation there was shooting everywhere, shouting and loud explosions everywhere, a fire had started and I couldn't see Jetfire anywhere, I grew scared, everything seemed to confusing. There were mechs fighting mechs, I knew none of the ones near me, I didn't know who was decepticon and who was autobot. I tried to call for the ones I knew had to be around somewhere but over all the noise no one could possibly hear me.

I did the only thing I knew I should do in this situation, I ran, I ran right into the battle, if I stayed in the same place I could be an easy target, I had to find someone to help me!

I ran between feet and was tossed aside by hot air and dust from explosions, most of the fire was coming from the air but I didn't see jetfire anywhere in the skies, he was probably looking for me.

A mech suddenly fell to the ground in front of me blocking my path, I was met with brilliant blue optics that stared back at me with as much shock as I was staring him, the one who took him down came upon him and was about to shoot his helm when he reacted and viciously grabbed his arm twisting it until the lines broke and the metal grinded. The decepticon screamed in agony trying to move away from him only to have his arm ripped off, the mech then proceeded to take out his riffle and shoot at him, effectively taking him down.

He then quickly turned back to me and lifted me from the ground, his armour was mostly red and he had strong similarities to Bumblebee's model, only he was a little taller and had subtle changes in his armour, he was more of a fighting type while Bumblebee was a spy type.

"Are you okay?!" he shouted at me over the loud noises of battle trying to get far away from the crossfire.

"I lost jetfire!I couldn't find him anywhere!" I whimpered, worry was filling me in now that I knew I was remotely safe.

He nodded and touched the side of his helm, a sign that he was contacting someone. He took cover in the vegetation but the fire was spreading so this hiding place wouldn't hold for long.

"I'm to take you to the human camp, hold on"

"No!Wait!" I shouted as he moved to leave the battle field "I can't leave jetfire!" I screeched, but the mech wasn't listening, and if he wasn't listening I had to make him listen! Using his obvious inexperience with sparklings I jumped off his hand, he hadn't grabbed me by the scruff bar like the others usually did so he couldn't get a good grip on me.

Before he could grab me again I made a dash back into the battle field, making sure he was following me until an explosion sent me flying again. Primus I hit the ground so hard, I had no idea how I hadn't gone offline, fortunately none of my joints had broken or bended so I could still move, but my orientation systems were taking their sweet time to function properly. Two large black feet crashed on either side of me and I screamed, it had been by mere inches that I wasn't crushed. Over me stood a mech, not too tall, not too short, red optics glaring menacingly at his victim on the other side of the field. However he had noticed her scream and looked down. Long pointed fingers uncurled like a line of gigantic knives as he stared down at me, I knew I was doomed.

Bumblebee's POV

I knew something bad was going to happen as soon as we heard the first missile. Buzzer was gone, we tried in vain to look for her but she was just too small and the battle had become out of control too soon, we sent an alert to all mechs via to have a look out for the little sparkling.

Primus I knew her fear, I could feel it so clearly now, I didn't know why, but that strange connection with buzzer had been growing since day one. I fought mech after mech trying to find her.

But nothing came into view, I heard the news that someone had found jetfire and that he was out, but that the little femme wasn't with him. Primus this was supposed to be my best ability, scouting, finding things, searching, and I couldn't find her! My thoughts also were on Sam and his family, his camp wasn't too far, but they should know by now to run away once they saw the explosions.

A while after searching my com link buzzed alive.

"I found her!" It was cliffjumper, I'd recognize his voice anywhere. "I found the sparkling!" his voice fizzled, the connection was pretty bad.

"Cliffjumper, you are to take the sparkling out of the battlefield, there's a human camp not very far from here to the west side, take her to them, they'll know where to hide" Prime's voice ordered.

"Prime I…" but he didn't even let me finish.

"Bumblebee I can't let you go to her right now, we need all the servos we can get here, cliffjumper will handle it!" I growled closing my connection in consent; I didn't like this at all. Not that I didn't trust the mech but I just couldn't allow myself to entrust her to anyone.

The battlefield was chaotic; the decepticons had just come out of no where! It didn't seem their style, they usually didn't recklessly attack us without a plan and by the looks of it they didn't have any. The curious thing was that starscream was no where to be found, having megatron offline one would think the second in command would be ordering these mechs.

The ark had started to fire, someone probably had managed to get back inside and take control over its weapons. That's when my com link came back to life.

"I lost her! The fragging little thing jumped out of my hands! I can't find her anywhere!"

"WHAT?!" I ducked from an incoming missile and heard someone scream and be hit by it not too far behind me, there was no time to look though for the mech who shot it was right ahead and I had to face him.

"She just ran back to the battlefield! I could follow her for a while but then there was an explosion and I was thrown back, I can't find her anywhere!Primus I think-"

"No!" I cut him off " she is not offline! Search harder! I'll meet you as soon as I dispatch this fragger!"

"Roger that, I'll keep an optic out!But this place is really the hottest zone in the area!"

The mech I was facing was a seeker, and had a much larger build than myne, yet these were usually the easiest to take down, one slight add of weight on their back and they lost all their balance.

That was exactly what I did, managing to grab hold of the tip of his wind and bend it back pulling on it and taking him down, it was still a new recruit or he would have reacted instantly to the fall, all it took was one shot for me to finish our battle.

Suddenly an audio piercing scream ripped through the entire field, everyone had to drop to their knees and hold onto their helmets trying to keep the offensive sound away, my spark jumped, I could see in the distance, where everyone was running away from, barricade attempting to silence the little femme in his clawed hands, a look of pure hatred in his optics.

I didn't care, I transformed and crashed into every mech that got in my way, wether autobot or decepticon. I slammed right into Barricade's legs making him fall over my roof and slide onto the ground.

I saw Buzzer use that chance to slip away from his grasp but before she could actually manage to run away from him he recovered and slammed the claws over her tiny form like a cage.

"You brat!" he spat, his claws inching to crush the little one, though he wasn't doing that, he knew how valuable sparklings were, new sparklings meant new recruits, and in war numbers were a great advantage.

Transforming and turning while at it put a bit of too much effort on my joints but I had to do it, I threw myself at the decepticon, both of us rolled on the ground throwing blow after blow whenever we could, in battle we were both on the same level, I had one disadvantage though: Buzzer.

Buzzer's POV

My strained voice capacitor could barely produce a sound now after my scream, my processor was dizzy and still my orientation systems weren't working very well, I crawled away from the two fighting mechs, paying more attention to their hissing and banging than to anyone else around.

I had never before been in a battlefield, and I could clearly say, I was scared, I was watching kind mechs that I had gotten to know, fight, get hurt, and releasing their other side, the side they always tried so hard to hide away from me. The side my mother always said I wasn't allowed to watch, that she didn't want me to see. I now knew why.

The yellow camaro and the saleen cruiser had gotten back to their feet and were pushing back and forth against each other trying to get the upper hand in their combat. But it seemed Barricade had more strength, or Bumblebee was just trying to get him as far away from me as possible.

I was so scared I couldn't get my legs to move, heck I barely felt my own body, I was shaking, I couldn't get my optics off those two.

Bumblebee had taken a hit on the face, loosing his balance slightly, the saleen however didn't loose this chance, and he smashed against his already damaged chest throwing the mech down. His helm hit the ground right in front of me, and with horrified optics I saw the worst thing one could possibly see.

He pulled his menacing hand back and hit the yellow camaro's chest ripping off armour trying to break through. Bumblebee's screams of pain couldn't be held back, he was going to rip his spark out.

"NO!" I didn't think twice, I ran, scaled onto the shoulder I had slept on so many nights already and threw my self to the area the decepticon was about to hit, I wasn't going to let him kill my guardian.

Closing my optics I felt the shadow of the descending hand.

Dun dun dun dun ! Cliffhanger : D