Thanks to all of you who are reading and enjoying my story! I love reading the reviews and they all just made me want to write more. I couldn't believe it but this is the second chapter I wrote tonight. (The first two I wrote before my account would let me post anything) Oh, and if you catch any errors, (spelling, grammatical) please let me know, and tell me where the error is so I don't have to scan the entire document :P. I am also open to any suggestions whether I use them or not :). So anyways, without further ado (I've always wanted to say that) here is Chapter 3!

Its Out Of Your Hands

All of the sudden everything went black. Starscream had grabbed Sam with such great force and speed he had gone unconscious. It was several hours before he awoke, in the cabin of a jet, with more aches and pains than he could count. It took him a couple more moments to realize that he was moving. A look out of the window confirmed it, he was really, really high off of the ground too. The plane seemed to be piloting itself too. He started to put the pieces together, he could either be inside of a Decepticon, or there was someone playing a pretty mean trick on him. So, he eventually said what any person in his situation would, "How the hell did I get here?"

It was mostly a rhetorical question, asked with no expectations for any type of answer. Sam thought he should be used to vehicles talking to him, but he couldn't help jumping when he heard answer. "You are here on none of your own will." Cool. He knew he wouldn't have chosen to wake up alone in a fighter jet 30,000 feet off the ground, but he decided he'd bite. "So who wants me to be here?" he would have asked it with a more condescending tone if he hadn't been so frightened.

Even though he thought he was prepared for it, he jumped again when the next answer came. "I have brought you here to cause them pain. You seem to mean a lot to at least two of them."

"So why don't you just-" Sam didn't want to finish his question. He's sure the robot had thought of killing him before, but just in case, he didn't feel like giving him any ideas.

"Kill you?" the voice startled Sam a third time, "You would be of much more use to me if they can hear and see you experiencing pain. Killing you now would void any of that. Perhaps I'll kill you after I've killed them." Sam silently wished his robot friends to forget about him as he stared out the window, wondering how far they were away by now.

Back at the clearing in the woods, Bumblebee was starting to flip out. He didn't know what to do. Optimus would undoubtedly be furious he had lost the human. But, the only choice seemed to be going and asking him for help. He quickly transformed into the Camaro and sped off towards town, simultaneously locating Optimus Prime, whom he found near the overlook.

"Optimus!" he yelled at the truck parked in the gravel parking lot before the overlook. The truck turned into the Autobot in a matter of seconds, and then questioned, "What is it Bumblebee? Where's Sam?" But before Bumblebee could answer, Optimus received a transmission.

"I have your human, Prime!" Optimus looked at Bumblebee, "You lost him!?" Bumblebee was about to speak when Optimus' transmission continued, "If you ever want to see him again, wait at the place where your friend there made his mistake." He gave Bumblebee another look before replying, "How do we even know that he's alive?" The answer to this was a video. It showed Sam kicking at the glass window, just before a bar from behind him struck the back of his head. He turned around and was struck again across the face. The video ended with him violently kicking at the controls, and holding the side of his face.

"What did you do!?" Optimus stepped closer to Bumblebee demanding to know what happened. "I, we, Starscream came. He was too fast. Sam was gone before I could see who had taken him." The larger robot was severely disappointed, "You have failed Sam as his guardian. The likelihood of getting him back is very low."

Bumblebee shuddered. It was all his fault. He had failed Sam. "So what do we do?" Optimus stared for a second before saying, "Where did you take him? What did you do to him?" Bumblebee just then remembered the reason he had taken Sam to the clearing in the first place. "It was because of your doings Optimus!" it was hard for him to contradict his leader, but it had to be done. "You revealed your spark to him without him even knowing what it was!" Optimus looked surprised, "How did you-" he was cut off, "I followed you down to the overlook. You must have not noticed me because your senses were all focussed on him!"

"Bumblebee... I never meant to do that to Sam. I know he is your human, but he saved my life, and when he asked what a spark was I-"

"You didn't even care if he understood." Bumblebee was now the mad one. Though Optimus had not lost his composure. "It can not help the situation if we argue." the big blue Autobot eventually said, "The only thing we can do is wait for Starscream where he said, and hope that we're ready for him. You lead the way."The argument ended abruptly and they were off to the site where all of it began. Bumblebee didn't think that he was done getting answers from Optimus, but he was right, it wouldn't help the situation. Sam was their priority.

When they finally reached the clearing, it seemed as if nothing was going to happen. They waited for about five minutes in silence before, with a deafening crash, a tree on the opposite side of the clearing was exploded and doused in flames.

"Its him!" Optimus yelled, scanning the sky for the jet, which he eventually found. It was almost directly over their heads by now. They could have blasted their cannons at it but neither had the type of accuracy to do so without harming Sam. They were forced to stand and wait.

The two Autobots dodged missile after missile, and were starting to consider shooting back when the place came flying towards them very low. The cabin of the plane opened and Sam popped out into the air, suspended above the hostile robot as he transformed. He caught Sam and ran straight towards Bumblebee, shooting another missile with his free hand. Bumblebee jumped out of the way, and just as Starscream pointed the cannon at Optimus, who was now very near him, the Blue Autobot drew out his sword and slashed off the arm that was holding Sam. The arm went rocketing away and came to rest at the foot of the third tree it connected with, Sam ended up lying near the arm, but was not moving.

Bumblebee ran faster than he thought he was capable of to retrieve Sam. Upon reaching him, he saw that he had hit his head pretty hard and was unconscious, but was otherwise miraculously unharmed. Starscream, who knew he had been beaten, quickly fetched his arm and changed back into a jet that was just barely flyable. The two Autobots watched him rocket away, they knew he'd be back once he found a way to re-attach his arm, but when he did, they'd be ready.

They both stared at an unconscious, but breathing Sam. Bumblebee wanted to take him to a hospital, but Optimus said it would be too complicated and they would wonder how the boy managed to drive himself there when he was unconscious. They ultimately decided that since the injury was not fatal, they would let him work through it himself.

Bumblebee held Sam for about an hour before he finally came to. "Sam!" he said, so happy that he had his human back, "I'm so sorry I let him take you!" Sam looked confused and almost frightened, "Let who take me?"

Bumblebee was shocked, "Sam, Starscream took you away from us to set a trap." He was trying to explain the situation. Maybe Sam had no idea where he was the entire time, did he ever hear of Starscream? But the next sentence that escaped Sam voided that thought and was very unsettling to both of the Autobots.

"What are you?"