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hey this was meant to go up last night sorry bout that, uuuum any way soooo, yeah sorry. but this is part one of Chapter 6, I figured now is better than later. hope you like it. It was hard to try and figure out time lines but I think I got it sorted out...I think .

Heads up bee gets mech handled while he's outta commission so don't like don't read!

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Chapter 6: part 1

In The Med. Bay:

"Bumblebee I need you to understand that the time for choices is upon us. Whether we wish to like it or not you must choose; your life with Prowl and Jazz, or a life with Jazz and Prowl without you? I do not know what choice was made to lead to a life without all three of you, but you must realize that what ever you choose, we will trust you to choose the right one-"

"My life." Bumblebee said softly, the two sparklings before him looked at him in horror. They began clicking softly as if to say something and Bumblebee smiled fondly at them as he gently stroked a horned helm and wings softly.

Prime pulled back for a moment as he stood before the small spy. Was he choosing his life over his lovers and sparkling or-?

Ratchet snarled at Optimus as he shoved a finger at the Prime. "This is ludicrous! I will not let anything happen to any one!" Ratchet glared at the Prime. "Such a choice cannot be made when he is under such stress! He just discovered he was with spark! He just lost his mates! He cannot logically make a choice like this!" the medic said desperate to try and by time.

Prime didn't feel like 'arguing' with the CMO but if the Matrix was correct then their time was limited. Turning to Ratchet Prime tried to hold a steady stare. If they were going to save anyone the choice must be made now while there was still time. "I understand your hesitancy Ratchet, but you must realize that-"

"I don't care if Primus himself said it! Bumblebee is in no condition to make a choice like that! No! I won't let Bumblebee go-" Ratchet tried defending his patient, puffing out his chest and getting into the Primes face... well at least as best he could with their height difference.

"I sai-" Bumblebee tried again but was cut off by his Prime.

"Stand down Medic." Optimus said finally puffing out his own chest trying to overrule his friend, said friend looked back at Optimus as if he had slapped him slowly taking a small step back.

"I SAID 'MY LIFE'!" Bumblebee said glaring at the two larger bots. Both looked at the yellow mech before Bumblebee continued. "I forfeit my life for theirs. Ratchet what do I have to do to stabilize my spark?"

Ratchet shut his mouth with an audible 'click' before his eyes dimmed the only real sign that the whole situation had truly disturbed him. "Your spark is stable for now but just barely, after looking over the readings I had obtained through the night your feedings of Jazz and Prowl weaken your spark tremendously. You can't possibly feed them and keep your sparkling alive without help-"

Bumblebee released his hold on his two black and whites setting them in his lap as they eyed him with dismay. If Bumblebee didn't know any better he'd say they were very upset with them as Prowls wings twitched and twittered about in a distraught manner and Jazz wouldn't sit still. "It doesn't matter how it's done, but do it!" Bumblebee said with so much finality that neither Prime nor Ratchet could refute him.

"Bumblebee, there is only one option that will not cause you any pain or discomfort." Ratchet said his voice steady but thick as static was barely kept at bay. Bumblebee looked at him his nod making Ratchet continue. "If you spark bond with another after each feeding with Prowl and Jazz it will recharge your spark enough to safely carry your sparkling to term."

Bumblebee made it obvious how poorly he thought of bonding with another especially when his Prowl and Jazz were still alive and well. "You said that was the painless way correct?"

Ratchet nodded. The medic was even willing to offer himself up as a bond mate to the little mech if it would make him comfortable with the idea of bonding with some bot he had known for all his life stream but it wasn't meant to be. 'Surely Bee you think so much of them and not us that you'd-' The medic stopped that thought when the yellow mini bot spoke.

"I cannot possible bond to another. It would feel too much like I was betraying them." Bumblebee said softly as soft blue optics looked at him in disbelief. Optimus gave ratchet a sideways glance and felt his spark tug painfully at the confused look the other held, it was obvious the medic felt so lost.

Never before in their entire life stream had either Jazz or Prowl wanted to hit a lover or bonded so much. When they got big again 'punishment' would be dealt to their smallest lover, and both Prowl and Jazz agreed they'd make him feel it for awhile!

~Prowl, You know Bee's serious. He isn't willing to spark merge if there's another way.~ Jazz said unsure.

~I know Jazz I know, but what other choice does he have surely he isn't willing to take physical pain over a new bond.~ Prowl knew though, he knew the truth it was a 96.12% chance that Bumblebee would take the pain if it meant staying true to his mates.

"Bumblebee I understand your hesitance on forming another bond but you must realize that the only other option is bordering on torture to a physical form!" Ratchet said in a rush trying his best to persuade his friend. "Look, take me as a spark merge partner. Bumblebee , I swear to Primus I will not allow any emotions to hinder our bond; it will be purely medical-"

Bumblebee shook his helm. "No Ratchet, my decision is final. I will take the other method of treatment no mater how painful it feels."

Prime looked back to Ratchet who looked to him in turn. Ratchet was close to begging the Prime to force Bumblebee to bond with him… or another, any other. Ratchet wasn't sure he could take torturing his Bumblebee, not again.

The decision wasn't exactly cruel on Bumblebee's behalf but it was torture for a medic to knowingly cause pain to their patients, to their friends. It took all of Ratchet's will power to enforce the word 'friend' in his meta.

Slowly Prime nodded his agreement. Optimus looked to Bumblebee with a sad smile on his face. "Bumblebee, if there is anything I can do just ask for me and I will come to your aid, understood?" Bumblebee nodded with a false smile that the Prime didn't see as anything more than the cheery spy. "Good, Bumblebee I will be removing you from the roster indefinitely, understood?"

"Yes-sir!" Bumblebee said smile broadening as he gave a half hearted salute to his Prime. Bumblebee tried not to take the 'indefinitely' part as his leader telling him his death was inevitable. Bumblebee may be supposed to die having their sparkling but he was gonna fight denta and servo to live. Prime nodded solemnly as he walked out of the med bay.

"Bumblebee after you feed Prowl and Jazz I suggest we start your 'treatment', okay?" It was the first time Ratchet had asked if it was okay almost as if hoping Bumblebee would change his mind. Bumblebee also didn't fail to notice the clouded look Ratchet's optics had gained.

Bumblebee nodded smile still in place. "Ratchet? Could I maybe get some time alone with Jazz and Prowl?" Ratchet froze his optics wide before he nodded slowly almost robotically then exited the room after his Prime.

In The Hall:

Upon the med bay door shutting Ironhide kicked off the wall optics dark as he came to Ratchet's side. "So? I heard what's going on. Are you truly going to let our-"

Ratchet glared at Ironhide wanting to punch the older mech. "Hold your glossa!" Ratchet snapped at the older mech.

Ironhide glared right back. "Very few know the truth, three in fact. Don't you think you owe it to Bumblebee- our mate, to know the truth?"

Ratchet snared at Ironhide as he turned and tackled the mech to the ground. Ironhide didn't struggle as Ratchet grasped at his chassis scratching and scuffing his paint. "He is happy in that form, with them! I only care about… his happiness!" Ratchet tried to snarl but it came out as gasps as a sob broke through his hard exterior, his grip loosening on his mates' chassis. "We agreed… the first time… when we caused him to crash that it was better if… he never remember us. That downgraded form, with them is what he is happy with. It's all he remembers. I-" Ratchet clicked softly as he buried his faceplate into Ironhide's chassis releasing his clenched first and instead lightly pawed at the red chassis before him. "I can't tell him now… not after all these vorns of being his adopted 'carrier'." The medic bit out the last word as if it left a horrid taste on his glossa.

Already Ratchet wasn't lost to the fact that one of Prime's readings had been him raising Bumblebee's sparkling, a sparkling that shared the same coding as Jazz, and Prowl( and HIS and Ironhide's lost mate), Bumblebee. The sparkling was supposed to be theirs from the get go. He was their mate… he had been theirs first, yet he didn't even remember them as anything more than the kind sparked mates that helped raise him. Not that Optimus would know that Ratchet and Ironhide were mates, they had never informed their friend of them bonding. Still whether the red and blue had known or not that didn't stop Orion from assigning the care of 'Bumblebee' to them.

And raise Bumblebee they had. They had originally grown up together with Prime, back then Bumblebee wasn't 'Bumblebee' but was designated 'Tail Wind' in his original model. They had always joked and teased the yellow mech that it was a name much better suited for an Arialbot, but they got along well enough.

Tragedy struck the three new mates and instead of raising sparklings together and growing rusty together the little yellow fragger was 'turned' so just like Bumblebee's bond it had changes frequencies and Ironhide and Ratchet were forced to raise their lover. Orion, Ironhide and Ratchet all agreed that when 'Tail Wind' would never be again-due to severe CPU damage-they all thought it better to just raise an all together new mech… Designation: Bumblebee.

It was sad when 'Bumblebee' retained ALL of Tail Winds characteristics, everything… they literally raised a second Tail Wind, his attitude, his likes, and dislikes, even his scouting and spying abilities. Yet neither Ratchet nor Ironhide had it in them to ruin that at least not again.

When 'Bumblebee' was still young he had asked about his origins and Ratchet told the truth. Sadly the ordeal proved too much for the young mech and he crashed…his CPU completely erasing the memory. So they watched him grow up, and watched him become his own mech again, without them.

Ratchet sobbed at the memories that rushed through his meta, not for the first time he wished he could forget like his ex-mate. Even crutching off of Ironhide he still ached more than the other could help him cope, even more so than he allowed to show.

Ironhide gently wrapped his arms around his medic who softly clicked away. Slowly Ironhide stood with Ratchet in his arms as he went to the medics room beside the med bay, Ironhide had never forced Ratchet to get a recharge room with him as he knew the medic felt if he wasn't near the med bay then something terrible would befall the Ark's members.

Gently placing the exhausted medic down he sighed, the bizarre feeling of Déjà vu all over again. It was so few vorns ago that Bumblebee had taken his shot from the Decepticon's TIC and fallen with no one to catch him. Bumblebee had fallen to the hard stony desert floor in a crumpled up broken sparkling mess. At the time the only bots present had been Ratchet, Orion and himself as they had just started their return from a meeting with one of the red and blues old scholar buddies who was supposed to be a double agent... they had been double crossed.

Bumblebee had been grievously wounded and it took all of Ratchets know-how to save the sparkling. But the fall did it's damage and Bumblebee grew up unaware that his mates were growing older and watching him grow up.

Ironhide winced when he remembered when the yellow mech had come to his adopted carrier and sire and exclaimed how excited he was that he was in love with his older superiors. Ironhide knew it hurt the medic to stay so straight faced but he never gave away how much it hurt. Ratchet literally gave away his first love to his best friends', best friend.

They had lost Bee once and now they were about to loose him again. What were they supposed to do? Slowly Ironhide left his sobbing mate, something tugged at his spark painfully and he knew what needed to do…

Just as Ironhide exited the medics room he hesitated when he thought he heard something from the direction of the med bay, Ironhide marched to the door and when he tried to open the door it failed to open. Sounds from behind the door made Ironhide's tank churn and a tugging at his spark made his sick with worry, it was obvious they had an intruder in the med bay.

Back With The Twins:

"I SAID MY LIFE!"

The loud voice of Bumblebee giving his demand was echoed in the room as the volume was once more turned up. Sideswipe stilled his servos as he looked at the screen. Neither twin could believe their audios. They listened in silence as Bumblebee spoke. His voice deafening in the room and Sideswipe lost all interest in his hog tying abilities as he eyed the screen slowly approaching his brother's side leaving the rope loose and untied.

"Sunny?" Sideswipe looked over to his brothers' faceplate to see that his brother was furious, of course he didn't have to see his brother to know he was angry at the moment. It felt like his brother was pouring hot acid on their bond and it took a great deal of control for the red twin to stop from wincing.

"Sideswipe, I will bond with Bumblebee."

Sideswipe looked at his twin as if he was threatening to offline himself. "What?!" He managed to finally yelp out.

"You heard me, It's the only way to keep him alive and safe, I will bond with Bee whether he likes it or not!" The golden twin snapped.

The red twin gasped as his brother turned away from the screen and began to head for the door neither mech noticing the rebooting of optics of a certain SD.

"Sunny it's not that easy! This is crazy calm down! Bumblebee will be fine by himself Ratchet-" The red twin pleaded with his brother as he wrapped his arms around the others waist.

"No! Sideswipe if I have to force the bond then I will! Bumblebee is mine to-" Sunstreaker trailed off when a siren and flashing lights filled the room. Both turned around to see a very pissed looking Red Alert.

Red Alert had come back online just as Ratchet had left the med bay cameras' view. What surprised the mech was that right before him Sunstreaker was plotting out his rape on somebot. Red Alert took only a moment to glace at the screen to see a lonely Bumblebee in the med bay room and his energon boiled. He knew the twins hated or at least greatly disliked the mini bots but never had he imagined that the golden twin hated them so much that he'd physically sexually assault one, especially not Bumblebee. He was the nicest bot on the Ark next to the ever so kind pacifist First Aid.

As soon as Sunstreaker had snarled at his brother his intentions on the little yellow bot, Red Alert kicked into action. Red Alert comm.'d Inferno for immediate assist. and approached the twin lights and sirens on glare firmly in place. He had no intentions of letting harm come to any one!

Both twins looked like deer caught in headlights as they split apart from each other. "Red, it's not what it sounds like!" Sunstreaker immediately said slowly backing away from the SD with a firm frown on his face.

"Under the authority vested in me by Optimus Prime himself, Sunstreaker you are hereby under arrest for the conspiracy to rape a fellow crew member and Autobot!" Red Alert snarled as he lunged at the golden twin.

The two mechs rolled for only a few moments before Sunstreaker pinned the Security Director to the ground when Sideswipe yelped. "Guys I hate to burst your little love session but look at the monitors!" Sideswipe snapped at the other two. Both mechs looked up and gasped at what they saw.

Sunstreaker snarled and released Red Alert as he was out of the door before anyone could stop him.

Back In Med Bay:

Prowl and Jazz began clicking softly fussing in Bumblebee's hold unknown why they were so upset Bumblebee began to slowly open the bond. Their clicking getting even louder as if in protest of their feeding. Bumblebee's smile faded turning into a frown as he gently pulled both black and whites to his chassis letting his spark soothe them. "Prowl, Jazz, forgive me, I know you can't understand but this is for the better. This is my choice you must understand I feel it is the right choice in my spark, you will carry on without me no matter what, okay?" Bumblebee wasn't expecting a reply as he continued to feed the two in his grasp.

Prowl slowly began to go limp as the spark of his 'carrier' soothed him. No matter how hard he tried to struggle through the coding and try to get Bumblebee to change his mind he couldn't and Prowl went limp into recharge.

Jazz wasn't any better off as he clicked and cried in Bumblebee's hold. Was this really how their mate was going to die? Waste away before their very optics? It wasn't fair; Jazz knew it in his spark now more than ever… Bumblebee was too good for them. With that the horned sparkling fell into unbidden recharge on the yellow chassis.

Bumblebee tried to taper off the bond but again it seemed to snap wide open. Bumblebee gasped and yelped in pain as pressure built in his chassis and cod piece. For the first time Bumblebee wondered if Prowl and Jazz had any conscious control over the bond at all. The small yellow bot panted and hissed as he felt himself drain of energy and yet the pressure built painfully. His Optics darkened nearly purple and he whimpered as his hips unconsciously bucked up trying to find something to cause friction against, his back strut arching in his sitting position as he held the two sparklings to his chassis.

The yellow mech suddenly pitched to the side when his world began to spin but two strong arms caught him. The larger arms encircled him and the two sparklings in his grip. Slowly Bumblebee was lowered to the berth but his vision blurred out of focus as he tried to see who had helped him. Gently the two sparklings were removed from his grasp and he whimpered in fear as his arms weakly outstretched in an attempt to grasp the two but he only felt thin air.

Suddenly Bumblebee whimpered as servos traveled up and down his hips and chassis. Small soothing shushings were heard when he softly clicked a small tear running down his faceplate. He was far too weak to fight the exploratory touches. As the servos trailed over him causing his body to react, the yellow mech slowly tried to push the other unknown off of him but the other easily swatted his servos away. "Please, stop." Bumblebee whimpered as he heard someone trying to open the door.

A soft laugh was heard but the other didn't stop his touches. Bumblebee was ashamed, he couldn't stop the building pressure inside himself and it sickened him to think that somebot he couldn't figure out was bringing him to the edge. He didn't want this, it scared him, he wanted Prowl, Jazz, Ratchet, Ironhide… anyone who could make the mech above him stop. When a servo pressed against his heated cod piece it undid him. Bumblebee cried out loudly his servos having halted in their attempt to dislodge the mech as he panted then offlined.

The mech looked at the exhausted yellow mech a lecherous grin on his faceplate. "This will be fun, won't it?" Just then the alarm sounded and the mech knew he had been spotted.

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? was it good anybody see that coming? if not then yay me .

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