Ok. I was thinking about my last chapter and thought if was very weak, and barely added anything to the story. I'm sorry for posting such garbage, but whats done is done, and I'm not one to re-write chapters (that one was only a transition chapter anyways). Thanks to those of you who wrote reviews pretending that you liked it :) I hope this one makes up for it, and brings back any readers I might have lost :( I really took my time with this one and I think it is my favorite so far. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Let me know by writing a review :)

Reconciliation

"I have to go." Sam said while hopping down from a confused and almost hurt Optimus Prime. "Do you-" Optimus Prime's question was cut off. "I'm going to walk." Sam wasn't able to be around Optimus right now. He wasn't sure if the robot knew about his relationship with Bumblebee, but he did. Sam now remembered everything, and he couldn't feel more horrible.

Sam left the overlook with a huge lump in his throat. He could be emotionally damaging two Autobots, after they had saved his life numerous times. Maybe Mikaela was right. Maybe humans and Autobots just don't mix. Sam heard a faint rumble of thunder as all of these thoughts were darting around in his mind. They were so nice to him. They put him before all else. Sam felt tears well up in his eyes. He never liked to cry, but right now there was no holding back. He let the tears fall. Heard them faintly hit his shirt, and maybe even the ground. But then he felt them hit the top of his head?

Sam looked up at the sky as it started to rain, welcoming it with open arms. He deserved this, deserved all the bad that came to him. He wished he was carrying some metal rods, so that the weather would free his two closest friends from his burden. By the time he reached the next block he was completely soaked from head to toe, and was still cursing himself for betraying Bumblebee and leading on Optimus. Neither of them deserved that. They deserved someone who could give them all the love and attention that Sam was just not capable of. A car careened past him and splashed mud all up his back. "Thank you!" he screamed after the car, ripping off his sweatshirt and throwing it behind him. His life was so screwed up.

About ten minutes later, he was still mad at himself and soaking wet, but he heard a soft rumble of a car behind him and noticed a gentle glow of low beams lighting his path. A turn of his head revealed that it was Bumblebee, and he had come from behind him, not from the house where he was supposedly sleeping, or whatever Cybertronians do. The yellow Camaro drove up next to Sam and slowed its pace to go the same speed as him. Sam looked over at it before saying, "Just go Bee. You don't want a human like me." The flinging open of the drivers side door, the door closest to him, was the reply he received. "Please Bee." Sam shook his head "I don't deserve it."

The radio in the car searched the air waves for the perfect song, which it eventually found. Sam's lowered head looked back at him when it started playing, "This time, this place, misused, mistakes." Sam's heart was starting to melt to the Nickelback song, but he still didn't want to hurt Bumblebee anymore. "Bee-" Sam started before he was silenced by Bumblebee increasing the volume. "Cause you know, you know, you know"

"You can't-" he was silenced again, "I love you. I've loved you all along. And I miss you. Been away for far too long." Sam stopped and faced the open door of the car that was playing this song for him. He wanted to get in so badly, but he couldn't do this to his friend. He couldn't keep them. He had to let go, now or never. Sam turned forwards again and resumed his former pace, Bumblebee did the same.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore Bee!" Sam said without looking at the car. But then the volume increased on the song again, "'Cause I needed. I need to hear you say, I love you. I've loved you all along. And I forgive you. For being away for far too long." Sighing and stopping once more, Sam turned back to the car. "How can you always manage to find the song that says it all?" Neither of them moved for the next few moments. The rain was falling all around them. and Sam began to feel cold. He looked inside the open door of the Camaro and saw the sweatshirt he had dropped about a mile back. "This is too much." he said to himself.

The song eventually ended and the radio was turned off. Sam was still standing on the sidewalk, getting drenched, and Bumblebee was still sitting there with his door open. "What can I do Bee? I wont keep hurting you." Sam said just before the car picked out the next song. Switchfoot sang from the car, "I dare you to move. I dare you to move." The boy could resist it no longer. He took his step to the car and got in just as the chorus was expressing what would have taken him a million words for himself to say.

"You are one hell of a romantic car Bee." Sam said to the dashboard as they cruised home, the rain tapping at the roof and the windshield. Sam noticed for the first time that Bumblebee didn't use the wipers. Realizing he didn't quite know how Bumblebee saw when he drove, Sam was silently embarrassed that it had struck him as strange. It was so warm in the car. Sam snatched his sweatshirt from the passenger seat and hugged it. It wasn't that he was cold or anything, more that he just felt like the only thing missing from this moment was a hug.

"I can't believe you picked me." Sam whispered into his temporary hugging device. They pulled into his driveway a whole two minutes later, and Sam stepped out of the most comfortable place he could ever imagine. That place then took the form of a who, when in seconds the robotic form of Bumblebee was standing in front of him. Bumblebee picked the boy up and held him in a long embrace while walking him to his window.

"I love you." the giant yellow robot whispered to the human, "I could never pick anyone else." Sam couldn't say anything. For a moment he wished he could search all the songs of the airwaves, just as Bumblebee had, for the perfect one. But he couldn't so he didn't say anything. Instead, he hugged the robot tighter than he ever had before. Bumblebee ended the embrace and opened Sam's window. "Get some sleep." he said softly as he slid Sam into his room.

Sam took off his shirt and wrung it out onto the floor. Then, wanting to say one last thing, turned around to find and empty window. He stuck his head out and caught the tail end of a Camaro disappearing behind the house. "Goodnight Bumblebee." he whispered into the rain.