NOTE: I'm really surprised that some of you love this, and thanks to those who faved this. Sorry if I took a while, I'll try to catch up, reasons why is on the bottom. This chapter would probably give it all away though I'm sure. I do not own transformers, except Blackbird.

Clicks-Seconds

Nanoclicks-Minutes

Cycle-Hour

Mega Cycles-Days

Stellar Cycles-Years

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After Bumblebee learned how to walk again, everyone was back to normal, all but one though. Bumblebee had to admit that it felt good that he was no longer connected to needles, but that wasn't on his mind at the moment. He was still thinking about the event that happened in the Elite Guards ship.

"Bumblebee?"

Bumblebee shot back into reality when he heard his name. "Are you alright, you spaced out?" Sari asked to him with concern. "What, oh ya, just thinking that's all." Sari just shrugged and turned her attention back to the T.V. There haven't been any Decepticons attacking for days now and an Allspark fragment wasn't picking up on the radar. It was dark out and it was getting late. Before long Sari let out a yawn before jumping off the couch. "Good night Bumblebee," and left the room.

Hours after Sari left, everyone decided that they needed a good recharge too. Optimus was the last one awake and before making his way to his room, he looked back at the couch to see the yellow bot in deep recharge and the T.V. still on. The leader picked up the remote and turned off the screen, leaving both of them in the dark. He still could see the youngling though and smiled, Bumblebee looked so peaceful in recharge.

The youngling had been through so much lately; he needed a long, peaceful recharge.

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He was scarred, he was worried, it didn't matter, he never felt this nervous before.

Optimus waited in the Ark to meet his new team. Ratchet was already with him who he knew for stellar cycles, a young black and gold mech called Prowl was behind them and now they waited for the other team members. He had just been informed who were the new men joining him as Spacebridge Technicians after what Sentinel said something about 'a certain 'bot causing trouble with his big friend,' didn't sound too thrilled about them too much.

"Take it easy kid, you know you had to meet him again," the medic said, even he felt nervous too.

Ten nanoclicks later, they arrived. The 'big bot' Sentinel described was in the front, with a large grin on his face. He was huge, taller then Optimus and was green with gray harks around himself. "Bulkhead reporting for duty sir," he said with a slight accent, obviously not from around here.

"Welcome Bulkhead, you don't need to call me sir,"

"Oh, then what should I call you?"

"You can call me Optimus Prime, and welcome to the team." Just like that. Memorized on what to say to a new team member and no hesitations and never be stern.

Optimus looked behind the green mech to meet the new member but there was no one. He was about to tell Bulkhead where his partner was until a small yellow mech appeared at the door with his head down.

This was him. He was smaller then the rest with bright yellow armor. 'It's alright," Optimus thought to himself.

"Umm…Welcome Bumblebee"

The youngling looked up at him with a confused look. "Wait how do you know my name and not Bulkhead's?" Optimus shouldn't have said that, not yet.

"Um... well it was... a lucky guess." Slag, now he sounded nervous and he promised he wouldn't be. The youngling didn't say anything for a few clicks before he remember what to do when he met a prime. "Um... Bumblebee reporting for duty sir."

"My name is... Optimus Prime and welcome to the team."

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Optimus was lost from the thought when he realized how late it was and looked over Bumblebee. It was too late to wake him up so Prime quietly walked out of the room and gave him one last look before leaving the sleeping bot on the couch. 'Sleep well Bumblebee.'

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Bumblebee laid on the couch the whole night, he never felt this comfortable in a while. He felt happier after the past couple of weeks. Bumblebee felt something in him soothing him, what was it? What ever it was he didn't want it to stop. He remembered feeling like this when he was a younger, whenever he slept before or after the nightmares, something would always comfort him. When Blackbird died, the same comfort returned and he felt a little happier and it didn't leave him for days. The feeling went away when he was in boot camp and after the extra transforming and punishment, he felt like he needed it. When he rested after working on a spacebridge, the feeling returned, but why did it returned then, why not in boot camp?

Right now he wanted to enjoy this. It felt like something gentle in his spark chamber was rubbing and stroking him ever so gently, feeling warmth from somewhere around him. He even heard a soft humming, three beats per rhythm, bum-ble-bee bum-ble-bee. He remembered telling Blackbird why he called him 'Bumblebee', and he said that he got the idea from that beat. He smiled in his sleep and moved into a comfortable position, this was his time of comfort and he knew it.

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"How old is he again?" someone asked.

Who was that, where is he? He didn't recognize who the voice belonged to.

"Three mega-cycles." This one sounds familiar now, why does he sound so familiar?

"That long?! He looks like about cycle old!" someone burst out.

Sleepy optics opened from the commotion and looked up to the black mech looking down on him. "Oh great, you woke him up!"

The sparkling let out small whimpers as if he was going to cry. His bright baby blue optics saw different mechs around him, who was this mech that was holding him, he didn't like it and the shouting was scaring him. Small beads of tears fell of the sparklings face and tried to kick him out of the mech, but something soft and tight made it almost impossible.

"Here give him to me," the familiar voice said. "Here," the one holding him said instantly and handing the cranky sparkling. Whoever was holding him now belonged to a person who sounded caring and kind, who was he? He held on to the crying infant and patted carefully--barely a flutter--tapped on the baby's back, three soft beats at a time. "Shhh…Shhh…It's alright, it's alright."

The sparkling felt three soft taps on his back, who was this?

Bright blue optics looked up to see who was this new person. He knew who this was; this mech would never hurt him, he trusted him. The small beets on him made him feel safer, he liked it.

"Wow, he really likes you." The sparkling turns his head to see the other mechs and felt fear again. Who were they, would they hurt him? "It's okay, these men won't hurt you." The sparkling turns his head back to the one with kindness in his voice and buries himself deeper in something soft and warm.

"I've been gone for a few nanoclicks and someone wakes him up?" A new voice was heard, it sounded angry, was it mad at him? "It's okay Elita, he's fine now," the mech holding him said still patting him.

He hated this, he didn't know who these people were and were they talking about him? "I added the minerals the medics gave us in the energon, this should fill him up." She sounded happy now. Wait, how does he know what a 'she' is? Slowly moving his head to the new find the sound, the sparkling forgot his fear and frustration about the mechs. He knew her too; she would never hurt him either. It was a 'she' right?

It was a she after all. She carried something I her arms and gave it to the mech holding him. He remembered that thing; whenever someone had it they would give it to him to drink, and it was always tasty.

He wanted that 'thing' with 'tasty' in it but something warm and soft held him in place. It was his blankie, he would always remember what was the soft and warm thing around him; it would always be with him whenever he woke up.

The sparkling watched every movement of the 'thing' in the mechs hand, eager to taste the 'tasty'. The mech held the sparkling in the crook of his right arms and placed the 'thing' in his eager mouth. Yes it was good, he wanted more. Moving his hands out of his blankie, he wrapped his fingers around the 'thing' and the mechs arm, more he wanted. "Slowly, little one," said the mech and pulled the thing away from him. He felt something fall through him and the mech placed the 'thing' back in his mouth. It was so good, what was this stuff? Was it called tasty? Yes he would call it tasty.

"Awww, he must have been hungry," someone said but ignored him and continued to have his 'tasty'. He felt his optics fall down but he wanted more. "Awww, is the little baby tired again?" 'She' said rubbing her fingers on his helm.

"There we go, all done," and his 'thing' was released from his mouth. He was too tired to suck more of his 'tasty' and huddled closer to the mech holding him.

Something wiped his mouth and placed him on something hard and felt something patting his back. The infant groaned in discomfort before a small burp cleared his tanks. "There we go, all better now." She would always be kind to him, but she would rarely sound angry but she sounded kind and cheerful to him and the mech holding him.

"Go back into recharge again little one," the mech said and placed him in the mechs arms and hugged him close, patting three small beats. He was tired again, yawning before he curled tight in the arms. This mech would never leave him; he knew that could never happen to him, ever. He would protect him and give him more of 'tasty' every day with 'She' next to him. He would never be alone.

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Meanwhile, unknown to all, one mech was still awake. His spark chamber was slightly ajar with a hand rubbing his spark. He felt the comfort that the youngling was getting and didn't stop. He remembered doing this for stellar cycles and it made him feel happy again. The mech continued to rub his spark and felt the youngling wanted this to last all night. He wasn't just rubbing though. With his finger the mech tapped three beats at a time, this always calmed him down, it was his secret beat.

Bum-ble-bee, bum-ble-bee, bum-ble-bee.

Well what do you think? It might be a while before I can post a new chapter because I'm starting a new story and I want it to be perfect, but I am going to finish this though. Also the fact that I'm going mad at home because I have to go here and there in just one day. To some of you people, you can't expect me to finish the next chapter in one day and the next the same thing. Chapter seven is up soon.