Hi, sup. This is the much wanted update for this story, obviously. I bet you all are really curious about Sam and his wrist. All, or most, will be revealed in this chapter. =.)

It's been a week since Mission City and the government was building a base for us and the new team of humans working with us, NEST. But for now, we were to stay at Sector-7's old base, for the devision had been shut down. We had all claimed out corners, exept Ratchet who had demanded a room. He refused do work with such noise. So, the room I had been heald in has turned into a temerary med bay.

I had been keeping an eye on Sam, waiting for the right time to talk to him. But I guess I took too long because he beat me to it.

"Bee." He hesitated. I looked over at him, he had just come back from Ratchet, who had determined that the boy's injuries had healed much too quickly.

"Yes, Sam?" I offered a hand. He climbed up and I placed him on my knee so we could talk.

"I have something to tell you all." He looked like he didn't want to.

"You don't have tosay anything you don't want to, you know."

"No, you have to know." He glanced at Ebbs, one of the soldiers that had fought with us in the recent battle and had joined NEST. He, along with Will Lennox, had befiended Ironhide. "But only you guys."

"Should I request the other humans to clear the room?" He nodded, smiling slightly at the passing soldier. I stood, taking Sam off my knee and moving him to my shoulder. I walked up to Lennox, who had, infact, been assigned leader of the human sector of our team. "Will." He looked up from a clip board he seemed to be confused with.

"Yeah?"

"Samuel has requested to tell us something, but says only the Autobots."

""Alright. We'll take a break." He turned to walk over and fliped a switch. We had created a system that would get the attentiong of a selected group without having to yell, the room was large. Within minutes, all the humans had left the room and we had all gathered, Ratchet had come out of his office.

"This better be good. I'm expecting the twins to arrive and I havnt prepared everything." He grumbled. We all knew he was repairing Jazz's body for a proper good bye.

"I believed Sam has requested this." Optimus turned to the boy on my shoulder. I took him off and heald him up so we could all watch. He wa completely relaxed with all of us staring at him. He had shrunk into my hands when only Optimus watched him before. We all waited for him to start.

He sighed and heald out his hand, balled up and palm down. I emidiatly realised this was the same wrist he was always rubbing. He pulled back his slieve to reveal the Autobot emblem. When did he do that? I inspected it closer, along with everyone else, to realise it wasn't ink, or any other earth substance. It wasn't something that could be removed.

"Sam, how did you get that?" i asked.

"Sam, what is it?" Ratchet was scanning it persistantly.

He sighed and withdrew it. "I've had it since I was born. You heard my parents, I'm not normal."

"Sam, would you please explain this?" Optimus was curious and slightly worried about the boy.

"Right. So, Im the All Spark." We all went silent. He looked down. "It's a long story, you might want to sit down." We did as he sugested, not in any state to disagree.

"When I was born, the All Spark knew it would be destroyed and chose to transfer it's power to another object. It chose me. But since I am a being and not an object, I had to choose a side. I was only a baby, an infint, so my choices were good or evil. I chose good, and so I got a birth mark." He paused, we all seemed to snap out of it and listened more intently. "So, my parents realised that I'm diffrent and tried to surpress it. The lamp they were talking about, his name is Arti. He chose the name, youl find him in the dump because mom had freaked out and took a broom to him."

"Sam. Are you serious?" Ironhide asked.

"Yes. It shows up in my blood. When the Decepticons found out, they kidnapped me, I was on the streets by then, and I practiced the ability to hide the energy that showed up." He was looking down again.

"Well, then, its not destroyed?" Ironhide summed up.

"No. But the Decepticons know this too. If the All SPark didn't have any power, then how did it kill Megatron?" Optimus turned to see Sam still looking at the Autobot symbol on his wrist.

"There was a ghost of its power, coupled with the fact the real All Spark did the deed." he seemed to be bracing him self for something.

"Uh, is there anything esle?" I asked, an idea forming in my head. It wasn't really as much as an idea as something I wanted to do next. He looked up at me, trying to figure out the reason behhind the question.

"Yes." He sounded cautious.

"Then let the humans back in. You all can go back to what ever you were doing." They looked at me strangly. I opened the comm link and they willingly opened theirs.

::I want to talk to him alone.:: I explained.

::I find that a good idea. Why does he look so sad?:: Optimus asked.

::I have an idea as to why. But I plan on talking to him alone::

::You do that Bee. This certinaly explaines his rapid healing.:: Ratchet commented.

::Am I the only one to realise what this means?:: Ironhide asked.

::We arnt going to force him to do anything. If he wants to just lead a normal life, we will leave him here. If he doesnt want to live only sparking sparklings, we wont make him. Even if he wanted that, I'm sure Bee wouldnt allow it. He has to have some fun in his life:: Optimus scolded.

::No, thats not what I'm talking about. We can have Jazz back.:: I realised this too. Even if Sam didn't want to spark a single youngling, he would be willing to bring Jazz back. He knew the mech too, how ever short.

::Alright. I'm going to talk to him now:: I closed my link and pulled the boy closer and started to walk to our corner. The humans had objected to the boy's staying with me, but I had won. I knew this wasn't over though, I had only made sure the Autobot's section of the base was equiped with the nessesities for a lone human that was to be carried most every where.

I looked down at the boy, he looked like he was upset about something. And if I know him, which I do, I knew what it was about. I couldn't let him think that. We were going to talk.

Sorry for the short chapter, but I just thought when Sam explaines it, he would want it to be quick and over with. And I also thought Bee wouldnt accept only the short explanation and would talk to him about it. I dont know if I'm going to do RoTF, but I am going to wrap this one up soon if I do. R&R