Well, I got a lot of reviews on the last chapter. In between, there is a TWENTY year leap.

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(Twenty years later- Sam is forty five)

Bumblebee gazed out his window of the Autobot base. The rain outside poured down; lightning cackling in the ink black clouds. The weather fitted his mood: Upset and angry. He had only wanted to take a drive with Sam. When Sam refused, he even offered Sam to take his other car. That's when things got out of hand. Sam had taken a gun on him, and it was tweaked so that it could hurt Cybertronian beings. Sam had fired, hitting Bee in the neck. In reflex, Bee had kicked Sam, and hurt Sam pretty badly. He had hit the wall of his house and ricocheted into a branch. Before he passed out, Bee ran a scan on Sam's health. The middle aged human wasn't moving. An arm, and a leg were broken. Then it all went black.

Bee had woken up mere minutes ago in the Med-Bay. Ratchet had to replace about ninety-five percent of his neck, and he couldn't talk for a month. Optimus had arrived then telling Bee that Sam was in a coma. That was when Bee locked himself in his room.

Why did this have to happen? I can't deny it. I still love Sam. I don't want this!

"I DON'T WANT SAM TO HATE ME!" Bee picked up a chair and slammed it against his door. Then he raged on, destroying everything. Ratchet came to the door and slammed it open. He met Bee's optics. They were enflamed with anger and frustration. An expression of confusion was etched into his face. Ratchet sighed sadly and fired his gun, putting the enraged mech to sleep. Then he took the yellow scout to the Med-Bay to rest. Bee woke up a week later.

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(5 years later-Sam is fifty)

Bumblebee scanned through his memories of Sam. It had come to his attention that Sam had about thirty to fifty years left to live. He stopped at one of him and Sam when they had given each other the necklaces. Bee grasped the small dented pendant and rubbed it. He looked up with determination and walked out the door and transformed.

Bee stopped at Sam's house. He could see his and Mikaela's silohoutte against the curtain in their room. They seemed to be fighting Mikaela threw something at her huband and he grabbed a box and ran out the door. The ran pounded on him, soaking him in seconds. Bee gritted his teeth and honked. Sam looked back to Bumblebee and walked over. Bumblebee opened the driverside door and Sam got in. Sam broke down in tears and embraced the steering wheel of his Ex-gaurdian.

"Is…Everything alright?" Sam grasp something just out of sight below his shirt. He took it out. Bumblebee nearly keeled over when he realized what it was: It was the necklace.

"Bee, I didn't mean any of it. I'm sorry."

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Well, you guys decide. Should Bee forgive Sam, or throw him out in the rain?