NOTE: This is the first chapter with no violence so some of you are safe. Of course this will be a confusing chapter, unless you might have figured it out yet. Even so don't tell anyone, I want this to surprise people. Sorry if I haven't written in a while, it was my dad's birthday and my brother invited his annoying friends over and I couldn't sleep from the endless music they play all night. Again I do not own transformers or the characters, except Blackbird.

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As Bumblebee made it to the light, he sure he heard voices and saw someone. He couldn't see who the figure was, but the voice sounded familiar.

"Blackbird?"

Bumblebee didn't realize that he was leaning until he fell in the light and felt a floor stopping his fall; he couldn't believe that he was on solid ground again. And what he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The room he was in had white walls, a small crib far from the window, a soft floor and Cybertron toys covered half of the room. Bumblebee recognized this room; it was his playroom when Blackbird was alive. A small creak altered Bumblebee as the door opened. Blackbird walked in and was carrying a tried youngling, Bumblebee. The older Bumblebee froze when Blackbird walked towards him to the crib behind him, but didn't seem to notice the older Bumblebee sitting on the floor. But he didn't bumped into him or felt cold armor; he black mech just walked right through him. 'Huh?' Bumblebee was confused but wisely kept his mouth shut. The black and silver mech gently laid the sleepy youngling down in the crib and calmly said.

"All right little Bee, time to go in recharge" and started to leave, but the yellow infant grabbed his hand before he had a chance to leave. "No, don't go!" Blackbird let out a soft sigh and knelt down to the Bumblebee.

"Why do you want me to stay, little Bee?''

"Don't want to be alone!"

"I won't leave you and you know that."

The younger Bee looked scared and Blackbird couldn't resist those sad optics. "Tell you what, I stay as long as you want, how does that sound?" The little one's face seemed to brighten and slowly nodded and little hands clenched into a tiny fist, holding his yellow and white blankie and rested it next to his head while his sad optics fell into recharge. The older self looked at his younger self. He was back in his old mode and looked so helpless and peaceful in recharge.

After a few minutes of rubbing Bumblebee's helm, Bumblebee watched Blackbird leave his younger self and ever so softly closed the door not wanting to wake up the youngling. The older self sat on the floor and watching the younger self recharge peacefully. He remembered his yellow and white blankie so much, and still had it back at the base. Soon the younger self's optics closed tighter and small crying could be heard as the youngling moved uncomfortably into a curl.

'A nightmare' Bumblebee though.

He remembered he had them every time he went into recharge, but he couldn't remember what it was about afterwards. He wanted to help his younger self but he knew he couldn't touch anyone.

After a few moments of watching his younger self suffer in his recharge, Blackbird ran into the door. 'He always seemed to know when I had them.' The black mech picked up the younger Bumblebee and desperately tried to wake him up. "Bumblebee, wake up. Wake up little Bee, please!"

Bumblebee woke into consciousness, terrified and watery optics saw his creator and rested his head on his spark chamber. "Sh-sh, little one, I'm here…" Blackbird whispered as Bumblebee calmed down.

"It…it was scary..!" Bumblebee continued to sob as his head buried deep in Blackbird's chest. "He wouldn't stop…hurting me…he laughed and laughed… he said no one will find me…I was alone and he wouldn't stop…hitting me..!

The pain in the younglings voice made Blackbird's spark tremble. "He is gone and I'm here little Bee. No one is going to get you and you won't be alone, okay…?"

"I don't…want to be alone…ever..!" Bumblebee hiccupped. "I know little one, I know." Blackbird took the youngling's yellow and white blankie and wrapped Bumblebee tight in it as the little one feel back into recharge.

Blackbird let out a soft sigh, he looked sad. "No bot should be this lonely and scared, poor Bee, if I ever told him why, how would he ever forgive me?"

The older Bumblebee was confused. "What do you mean, what do you want to tell me, Blackbird?" Bumblebee placed a hand on Blackbird but didn't touch any thing as his hand passed through Blackbird's shoulder.

Then in a flash Blackbird and the younger self disappeared and Bumblebee found himself in a different room. The room was no longer his white playroom, but a room with controls, monitors, everything, and it was too familiar. 'The Elite Guard's ship?' Bumblebee thought.

Blackbird could be seen standing and looked like he was sad about something. Then the doors opened, three mech appeared and Bumblebee recognized them all. Sentinel was in the far back, Ultra Magnus was in the front and the last mech was…Optimus!? Everyone looked sad, but it looked like Optimus was the saddest. "What's going on?!" Bumblebee said out loud, but no one seemed to notice. 'Oh right, they can't hear me' he though and continued to watch. Bumblebee looked harder at Ultra Magnus, he was holding something in his arms, something small. "Blackbird, I appreciate of what you are willing to do, do you promise to take care of the sparkling as long as you are online at all times?"

'Sparkling?'

The black and silver looked up and nodded. "I will". Ultra Magnus then handed Blackbird whatever was in his arms. Bumblebee stepped closer for a better look and saw a small yellow sparkling in recharge, he was covered in his yellow and white blankie. "Is…is that me?" Bumblebee whispered but knew that no one could see or hear him. Bumblebee might have known what he looked like as a youngling, but never once did he know what he looked like when he was a sparkling, he just couldn't remember. Once in Blackbird's arms, the sparkling woke up with sleepy optics. Looking up, the sparkling saw the black mech and then looked around his surrounding and tiny hands then reached out of his blankie, out to Optimus, whimpering as if he wanted him. Optimus walked up to the eager sparkling taking his hand, which in returned gave the sparkling a smile.

"Blackbird is going to take care of you now, I'm so sorry about this," Optimus said sadly. The blue and red mech was about to leave but the sparkling jumped into his arms and curled his arms around the neck, dropping his blankie on the ground. "I'm sorry, but you need to stay with Blackbird." Optimus gave the sparkling one last hug and handed him to Blackbird, who had picked up the sparkling's blankie and wrapped him in his soft blanket.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll take care of him."

"I know you will."

As Blackbird started to leave, the sparkling twisted in the black mechs arms as he reached out for Optimus. Soft whimpers and whines filled the room as Blackbird left, and soon soft cries were heard as both left. Optimus didn't moved from his spot as he heard the cries until a hand was placed on his shoulder. "You'll see him again soon, don't worry". Optimus turned to see Sentinel with a sympathic face. Ultra Magnus joined in too, and placed a firm hand on the other. "You did the right thing Optimus Prime." Optimus turned his head and faced the floor beneath him. It took a moment to understand what, but it actually sounded and looked like Optimus was crying.

The older Bumblebee didn't know what he just saw was true. Questions raced in his head as he watch his leader cry uncontrollably.

'That can't be me, I never knew Optimus until I became a repair bot, did I really knew him before? Why is everyone sad? Why is Optimus crying? WHAT IS GOING ON?!'

Bumblebee took a step back and buried his helm in his hands and couldn't stop shaking.

'This has to be a nightmare, this can't be true I never knew Optimus before then, Blackbird is my creator, WHAT IN PRIMUS NAME IS GOING ON?!'

Before Bumblebee had to figure out things, the room and the Autobots disappeared in a flash and a harsh light blinding him. 'Am I going to the well of all sparks' Bumblebee though as the light was becoming lighter and lighter, until…

"Ratchet, Ratchet he's waking up!"

What do you think? If you figured out what's going on with Bumblebee then don't tell anyone yet. And again I made Bumblebee cute in his younger self, and don't worry, he'll remember himself as a sparkling and figure out what's going on. I also added the nightmare because it happened to me when little. I remember waking up in the middle of the night screaming and crying until mom or dad came, and it always was something that was attacking me and would change every time I tried to sleep. Mom said that it started when I was two and lasted until I was six. Anyway Bumblebee had the same nightmares I had, something attacking me and wouldn't stop until I cried for help. But some nights, I just slept walk, and everyone in my family said that it was terrible, and it lasted for five years! I never really knew why I did though, but I would actually walk with my eyes closed and the next thing I would know is that I'm crying for my parents, at my neighbors front yard! My brother actually saw me sleep walking to the garage and said that I was breathing like Darth Vader. It might sound weird, even to me, but it's true.