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A/N: We get to see our first holoform in this chapter! Tell me what you all think! If anyone would like the picture it is based off of to be posted on my profile for a short time, please let me know! PS: It's not Bee's. Not yet ;).

The group quickly started to travel in the direction of Sam and Optimus. They were still a few blocks away from the marble building, but they could still hear the sound of battling metal and loud crashes. Then they turned a corner and arrived on the street that directly faced the battle zone. In front of them about three blocks away, were Optimus and Megatron lying on the ground, Sam in between them. He started to try and stand up from his position on the ground, but his frantic eyes keep going between the two large mechanical men. To the horror of the group, Megatron was the first of them who started to stand. He looked down at Sam with a menacing look in his red eyes.

"I'll kill you!" he yelled at the boy, and Sam moved closer to Optimus who was still on the ground. "Mine! All Spark!"

"Sam!" Optimus yelled at him. "Put the Cube in my chest! Now!"

A dreaded look crossed Sam's face, and yet it wasn't surprised. He apparently knew this may have been an option. He looked as if he was going to do as Optimus said for a moment, before a look of realization crossed his features. He turned around and started to run towards Megatron, who was now bending down towards him.

"SAM!" the group started to yell at him, but it was too late. He was already under him.

"No, Sam!" Optimus cried out, but then he stopped short and watched as Sam lifted the All Spark towards Megatron's chest. The cube started to dramatically shoot a hose of fire into his Spark.

The power of the cube was destroying him.

The object in Sam's hands was disintegrating and after an intense moment, it disappeared and Sam fell back.

Megatron quickly stood up straight. His body started shake and he looked up into the sky, letting out a roar of pain and shock. Then his red eyes dimmed and he fell to the ground.

It was silent.

No one seemed to believe their eyes. Most of them expected for him to stand and continue his fight, but he didn't move. After a moment, however, Optimus got up and moved to stand over him, as he continued to lay motionless on the ground. This snapped everyone out of their stares. He was really defeated.

"Bee," Alise whispered to him from his hand. "Is he really..." She didn't finish her sentence, but her question was clear. Bee's face lit up and he widely smiled down at her, the fact that Megatron was gone finally settling on him.

"'I think so (static) bell,'" he voiced to her. She let out a joyous gasp, and from then on the rest of the world started to move.

Ironhide and Ratchet started to cheer in Cybrotronian and she heard Mikaela let out a relieved noise from the inside of the truck that sounded like a combination of relief and exhaustion, mixed with tears. Bee had let out an excited chirp and brought Alise to his face, nuzzling her happily as she started to laugh from her joy. He then placed her on his shoulder and she leaned into his neck, happily wrapping her arms around it. They had survived, and they were safe. And together.

Mikaela suddenly started to drive over to where Sam, Optimus, and the body of Megatron were, and the two Autobots followed. Optimus was bent over, speaking to Sam.

"We are in you debt," was the only thing Alise caught Optimus telling him, and he stood up as he saw his approaching soldiers, a look of pride on his face. As Mikaela pulled the truck around so that Bee was facing Sam and Optimus, Alise saw the soldiers that had left them earlier approaching, being led by Lennox and Epps. Another shot of happiness pierced her heart knowing they were okay. She gave them wide smiles as they came closer and they saw her and did the same, both of them giving her small waves. Alise also watched as Mikaela quickly got out of the truck and ran to Sam, running into his arms.

Good job, loverboy, she mentally congratulated him. She looked to see that Bee was also watching the two, a small smirk on his face. Alise brushed her fingers against his cheek, grinning herself, and he turned to face her. With a smile on his face, he bent his forehead down awkwardly to hers, the two both relishing the feeling. They then turned to face Optimus. It was at this time that Ironhide stepped forward with Jazz still in his arms.

"Prime, we couldn't save him," Ironhide said grimly, and he gently handed over his body to Optimus. The Prime let out a deep, saddened sigh.

"Jazz," he said regretfully, pausing a moment before continuing. "We lost a great comrade, but gained new ones. Thank you, all of you. You honor us with your bravery."

Bee sat up a little straighter and addressed Optimus using his voice.

"Permission to speak, sir?" he said. Optimus smiled and nodded at him.

"Permission granted, old friend," he answered fondly, obviously pleased by the bot's improvement.

"You speak now?" Sam yelled to him from the street below. Bee looked towards him and nodded amusingly. Sam smiled up at him, and Bee turned back to Optimus.

"I wish to stay with the boy," Bee said simply. Alise didn't miss, however, that after he said this, Bee's head motioned slightly in her direction. Optimus nodded understandingly, but didn't make any comment about that implication. All there was, was an amused smirk on his face.

"If that is his choice."

The crowd turned its eyes towards Sam, who was only looking at Bee and Alise. He smiled.

"Yes."

Alise widely smiled. The world seemed so much brighter now. She felt as though she was on top of the world. The Autobots were staying. More specifically, Bee, was staying.

Her Bee.

Everyone had work to do.

Lennox and Epps had already contacted the military to try and figure out what the next course of action would be for the city, and the Autobots. While reinforcements were sent into the city to help construct a game plan, the two and Optimus wanted to talk for a while as to what was going to happen next. They were able to find an abandoned airport to go to for a while until they could figure out what was going to unveil. They and their soldiers, both human and alien, went with them.

Sam now had to find what had become of his parents. He assumed they would have been taken to some kind of facility somewhere, hoping and praying that they weren't at the Sector 7 base. Since Megatron had escaped, they assumed the place was in complete ruins. Alise and Mikaela were happy to help him with this.

Lastly, Alise had to get to a hospital. The sudden turn of events had caused her blood pressure to rise from her excitement and from her already low blood levels, and she started to feel dizzy and black out. Alise needed to be transported there by Ratchet because Bee's legs still weren't completely healed. Ratchet said it would still be a few days before he would be able to drive on his own. Bee felt nervous and angry that he couldn't get her there himself, but Ratchet assured him she would be okay. Bee agreed and put her limb form into Ratchet's vehicle form, but not before he brought her to his face one last time, running his metal lips over her forehead.

Ratchet quickly took her to the city's hospital, one of the few buildings in the center of the city that wasn't destroyed. He knew he couldn't just leave her there, so he quickly pulled into the parking lot of the emergency center. The World Wide Web had told him to go there when he researched where humans went when they were injured. Not bothering to park correctly in a parking spot (in his defense he didn't know what the lines were there for anyway), he left his vehicle form in the lot and activated his holoform, stepping out of his alt-form.

Ratchet's holoform was a little over six foot and was thinner, yet had lean muscle. He had the signature Autobot blue eyes, light, dirty-blond short hair, and was fair-skinned, and had a light mustache above his upper lip. For dress, he had on a long-sleeved, white dress shirt and black pants, and though no one could see it, he had a small tattoo of the Autobot emblem on his right shoulder, something all the Autobot's holoforms had. He looked like a sophisticated individual and had excellent posture to accent it.

Ratchet quickly opened the back door where Alise was lying and he slid her out and carried her quickly into the emergency room. When he entered, he was met by two nurses who saw him carrying the girl and rushed to help him. A third nurse brought over a hospital bed to lay her on.

The room was brimming with activity, the injured and the healers all trying to move quickly to where they needed to be. He knew that the room must have been crowded in light of the recent attack. Ratchet was momentarily mesmerized by all the movement, until one of the nurses spoke to him.

"What happened here?" she asked him quickly. They started to wheel Alise away and Ratchet walked quickly to keep up.

"She has sustained an injury to the back," he answered, his knowledge of human medicine running through his mind. "She has been treated for the wound, but has not received any form of medication for pain or antibiotics. She has also lost a significant amount of blood. She requires a blood transfusion and medicant."

The nurse looked up at him for a moment, taken back that he had all this knowledge about her condition.

"And how do you know all of this?" she asked him, as they entered one of the hospital rooms.

"I am her medic," Ratchet told her. The nurse gave him a confused look, a little perplexed why he used the word 'medic' instead of doctor, but she didn't comment. The nurse instructed the other two to get the equipment for the transfusion, but she stopped short and turned to Ratchet.

"What is her blood type?" she asked him. Ratchet momentarily paused, not knowing the answer, but then he looked down at Alise and quickly (and undetectably) scanned her form.

"B positive," Ratchet said to her, and she nodded her head. The nurses started to gather the equipment, fluids, and medicine she would need, all of them leaving the room for moment. Ratchet walked up to the bed that Alise was lying on, and he sighed, touching her head gently.

Oh, Bumblebee, he was thinking to himself as he did this. She had to be a human. A delicate, breakable human. He didn't disapprove of the bots feelings for the femme, and he hardly believed them to have nothing more than friendship. He knew Bumblebee cared for her. Even before Ratchet met her, when they were about to land on earth, he knew she was something special to Bee. The way he talked about her over the com-link was amusing not only to him, but to all the bots, even Optimus. None of them had ever heard him so excited and lively before. And then when he saw the two act around each other, a feeling of trust and togetherness circulating them, Ratchet did have to laugh. He knew that Bee had found his mate.

However, he also hoped Bumblebee knew what he was bringing her into. They were fighting a war, and any connection to the Autobots, not to mention a relationship with one of them, would put her in danger. Today was the prefect example of that. Ratchet knew though that he would do anything to protect her, and he seemed to except the possibilities. And it already seemed that she had also.

The gentle touch to her forehead made her stir silently. Ratchet didn't understand why the movement from before hadn't awakened her, but whatever the reason, she had opened her eyes slightly now. Behind the small slits in her eyelids, Ratchet saw that she was looking up at him with a confused and slightly frightened expression. He took hold of one of her hands.

"Everything is alright, Alise," he told her gently, realizing that she probably had no idea who he was. "You are receiving medical attention."

This seemed to satisfy her. She very gently applied pressure to his hand, the best thing she could do at the time of a squeeze. She then closed her eyes once more and was taken back by the darkness of sleep. Just then, one of the nurses appeared. She started to prepare Alise for the transfusion, giving her a cross matching test to make sure she would receive the right kind of blood. The nurse took back a small amount of Alise's blood and walked out. The two other nurses appeared, the one hooking Alise up to an IV and the other setting up a pole next to her bed.

The last nurse appeared once more with a bag of blood in her hand. Hanging it on the pole, she attached it to the catheter that was on Alise's IV. The blood started to go into Alise's veins.