Hey everyone : D, so finally updated, I'm aiming to have another chapter up by the end of this weekend so cross your fingers! This one is kinda riddeled with errors..buttttttt again im just behind and wanted to get something up for you fine people to read. The next one will be edited : ) Yay.
Also I am going to start putting sort of food for though at the end of chapters, so before you review read through it, these questions are designed to help give me feedback so I can make this story better and some of them will just be for fun :D Enjoy!

It felt like her stomach had fallen away from her body, and like her limbs were being torn every which way. It felt like ages that she was in this limbo, but soon enough her body was shot through the air. She didn't even realize that she was screaming until she hit the ground and got a mouth full of sand as she summer-saulted down the dune.
Coming to stop at the base of the sandy hill Bia gasped between short, agonized screams. A pain like none other tore through her body, and spasms racked her frame. Hot tears spilled down her cheeks as she writhed in pure agony against the hot sand.
"Bia!" she turned her head blindly towards the voice, but as another wave of pain shot through, her vision began to blur in and out of focus. She was still screaming in short gargled bursts, trying to suck in air when she could. The world above her swam in an array of colors and her hearing began to sound like she was under water.
"Is that blood! Oh my god what do we do?" Sam yelled cradling his injured wrist, and staring down at the writhing girl beneath him. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head, and the blood curdling screaming never stopped. What really worried Sam though, was the speckles of blood that would come flying out with every wheezing breath.
"She most likely punctured a lung with those injured ribs of hers. We need to get her to stop wiggling around!" Simmons answered Sam's question, quickly passing the frantic boy and kneeling next to Bia.
"Alright, I need you to stop moving around!" Simmons tried reasoning, but Bia couldn't hear him. All she could do was feel how every tiny movement shot fire through her body, yet she couldn't stop moving, as if she was trying to run from the pain. "Arighty, I tried being nice! Hey Leo get over here, You too!" Simmons motioned to Mikaela. The two teens bent down on the opposite side of the thrashing girl. "Leo you take hold of her legs, Mikaela her waist, and ill get her shoulders. Do not put any pressure on her chest got it?" the two teens nodded getting ready to grab a hold. "My training finally came in handy for something" he muttered softly to himself. "Alright on my count. 1, 2, 3!" and with that they pouned on the girl.
A shriek rang out as leo jumped back, after receiving a knee to the face. A trickle of blood ran from his now busted lip.
"Hey kid I said hold her!" Simmons barked at Leo, whose face was in his hands.
"She just kicked me in the face!" He retorted, still nursing his swelling lip.
"I'm going to do a lot worse if you don't shut your mouth and hold on to her legs!" Leo pouted, but none the less returned his grip, albi much firmer and more secure.
"Alright now we need to calm her down." Simmons instructed.
"Bia, can you hear me? You need to stop moving, Bia stop" Mikaela begged, but the girl beneath her still tried to trash out.
Her mind was in a giant cloudy haze that mixed with pain and border line unconsciousness. She could hear voices but none of the words made any sense, everytime she latched onto those beyond her mind another wave of agony swept her away from returning fully to consciousness. It was all she could do to not loose total consciousness. Then out of no where it began, a sort of numbing sensation that cooled the fire that coursed through her veins. Tentacles of ice reached out, stemming from her side that fought away the haze of pain that had clouded her mind.
Slowly faces began to appear above her, and she quickly noticed the looks of concern. Mikaelas mouth was moving and slowly her hearing began to come back into effect.
"B…an….Bia…Can you….Bia?" Bia groaned in response as the last time her name was called Mikaela practically screamed in her ear.
"Yes I can hear you" her voice was horse and quiet. Every breath she took felt like water filled her lungs and an uncomfortable weight sat on her chest, but at least the pain had numbed.
Looking down at her side she found the source of the numbing; one of Bumblebee's fingers rested gently on her side, and listening she could hear the many fans that cooled his system working.
"Ice the area…slow the swelling…. Pump coolant through the pipes…focus…and now you have your very own ice pack!" The infomertial that ended his explination was followed by a cautious smile by the bot, whose eyes looked on in concern.
"Thank you" Bia whispered, closing her eyes, relishing the feeling of his cool finger against her skin.
"Bia!STAY WITH US BIA!" Her eyes shot open to glare at Sam who now stood to her left, hovering over Mikaela looking as if he were about to have a hernia "Mom and dad will kill me if i-"
"Sam!" Bia snapped, her voice still shaky. He paused his ravings to look at her. "I'm fine, just tired. Now will you please be quiet? " she wined. Looking around she noticed Leo holding his mouth, and looking at her with a venomous stare. "What happened to you?" she asked with an arched brow. He let out an aggravated snarl and went to say something before stalking off in a fury of angry mumbles.
Hands left her body then, hesitantly at first, but when it was clear her thrashing was done the group relaxed slightly.
"Sam, we need to get her to a hospital." Mikaela stated looking down at the disheveled girl. Her tanned skin had visably paled and a sickly shade of green was creeping in. Small freckeles of blood stood out on her white chin as evidence that something was seriously wrong.
"Don't you think I know that? If you didn't notice were in the middle of the dessert, so if you see a hospital be my guest!" He quipped back, annoyance creeping into his voice.
"Don't snap at me Sam! I'm just saying. Look at her, we have to figure out something" A cloudy haze had crept back into bia's head and Mikaela and Sam's argument soon fell away as she drifted off into a haze of memorys and dreams.

"Sam help me save them!" A young Bia cried, arms full of dandelions that she had 'saved' from the lawn mower that was being pushed by a chuckleing Uncle Ron.
"Their just weeds Bia" Sam scolded from his perch on the porch. She jutted her lip out at this,
"Nuh uh! Their flowers too!", and with that she was bent over trying to pluck up all the dandelions she could. It was a comical sight, everytime she put a new one in her stash it seemed an old one would fall out which soon had her running in circles.
"Bia, what are you doing?" her mother cried out, partly in amusement, partly in worry afraid that her daughter would get in the way of the mower that was slowly making its way towards her.
"Mommy!" she cried running to her mother who stood next to Sam, whose attention was on the small Gameboy color in his grasp. "I was saving the flowers! Sam said they were just weeds but their so pretty see!" Sam rolled his eyes, but continued to focus on his game.
"They are beautiful, come inside Mijita, and we will put them in a vase for your Tia Judy". Bia smiled up at her mother and walked inside to arrange the 'flowers'

"Grandfather was crazy Ron, why do you insist on defending him! He was a crazy old coot who left his family to pursue aliens!"
"He was a great man Jim!You are just so caught up in your damn self that you can't see that!" Bia sat off to the side sniffling in the arms of Sam. The two had just been playing a game of explorer, and one thing led to another.
"Your just as crazy as him! Do you actually believe anything he said? Giant metal aliens? It's all crap and I wont you have you filling my daughters head with such nonsense.!"
"Jim", Belen tried softly to calm her husband but he was too far gone.
"No, enough is enough. Were leaving!" that caught Bia'sattention.
"But daddy!" she cried out, warm tears falling down her cheeks.
"Go pack your stuff Bia, you too Belen!"
"Now Jim don't be hasty. The kids were just playing and look Bia's all upset now. Lets just take a second to calm down" Judy pleaded taking the crying girl into her arms and rubbing her back soothingly.
"No, I will not have this Damn Witwicky curse plague my child. First grandfather, then dad now you Ron. It ends here!" and with that he turned and stormed from the room.
"Good get out of my house you traitor!" Ron yelled after him before heading out into the yard.
Belen tried profusely to apologize but Judy would have none of it.
"Oh you know how men are, especially Witwicky men. Sam take Bia upstairs and help her get her stuff together." Judy set the girl down whose hand was quickly taken up by Sam who pulled her up the stairs. Judy led a frazzeled Belen to the guest room to calm and help her pack.
"Sam, I dun wanna g-g-go" Bia cried as her cousin piled clothes into her bag. She sat on the small cot that was her bed whenever she visited her cousin.
"It's ok Bia, you'll be back soon. You always come over for Thanksgiving, that's not too far away." Sam comforted the girl.
"B-b-But what if daddy stays mad, a-and i-I never see y-you again". She was in hysterics, blubbering and wiping her running nose repeatedly on her forearm. Bia was never good around arguments, they made her uncomfortable and upset, she hated when her parents fought, and they never screamed like Uncle ron and her dad just had.
"Don't worry Bia, they just need to take a break from each other and everything will be ok, come here" Sam pulled the younger girl into a hug. "we'll see each other again"
"Promise?" Bia asked, sniffling into his chest.
"promise"

But they hadn't come back, her dad never forgave Uncle Ron or any of the men in his family. Sometimes Bia would catch the tail end of an argument of her parents and her dad would always be irate, saying that his father had wasted his time and practically deserted his family trying to prove his grandfathers innocence. He claimed It was the Witwicky curse, and her mother would softly reassure him, saying that a curse only had as much power as you gave it.
Years passed, and at first Bia and Same wrote letters, but as they grew up they grew apart. With the advances in the internet they would send an occasional email, but for the most part they had separated.

"Bia…Bia wake up" She stirred softly, groaning at the dull ache in her side. Her eyes opened and she saw a softly smiling Sam.
"You were right." She mumbeled softly and confusion crossed his face.
"Right about what?" he asked, and Bia smiled up at him, fond memories still sitting right on the edge of her consciousness.
"You said we would see each other again, remember after our dad's fight. You promised, and you kept it." Sam smiled down at the girl, seeing that 7 year old that spent summers and holidays playing in his back yard.
"I guess I did."

Food for though,
What was your favorite part of this chapter? Were the memories a good piece to add or would you have preferred to just go on without them? Are there any characters you feel should have more time in the spot light? How about Bia and Bee, are they moving too slow, too fast, or just right? Do you have a good idea about Bia is or is she just a blank page still? Would you like to read up more on Bia? Do you think Bia should play some sort of key role in the up coming battle? What about her current wounds, how do you think she will handle them? And finally who is your favorite Autobot?

So any reviewers, feel free to answer above questions, or do your own thing haha : D