Well hello : D I'm a terrible author and never update D : Lo Siento! ACK DX anywaysssssss, kinda a filler chapter, but a chapter none the less : D happy early fourth to those of you who celebrate it!

Red and blue lights danced across the people that littered the streets, all of them pushing to get a better look at the bodies that were being carried out of the small convenience store. A scream rang out from inside the store sending many officers running, fire arms at the ready. The ever-growing crowd surged forward at the sudden action, hoping to catch a look.
Inside the small store Bia sat curled up underneath a display and looking wild-eyed up at the officers before her, who slowly lowered their weapons at the sight of the terrified girl.
"It's ok, their gone now, you're going to be ok now." One of the officers coaxed as he kneeled down to be at more level ground with her, a young man with sandy brown hair and gentle eyes. Her eyes flitted back and forth between him, and the group that circled her.
"Hey guys, back off let's give her some room" he suggested, noticing her hesitance and smiled softly when she turned her gaze back to him. "Come on, let's get you out of here" he offered a hand which she tentatively took, and allowed him to help pull her out from her hiding place before she latched onto his waist with a cry. With the action over the rest of the officers slowly filtered out of the destroyed store. Officer Parkman took up the rear, carefully supporting the young girl who still clung to him.
BIA shied away from the lights and people that decorated the streets outside the store, and suddenly wanted to just run back inside and wait for her parents to come get her. A harsh stab in the gut as she remembered that they wouldn't be coming back for her ever. Camera's and news teams crowded towards the only survivor of the convenience store massacre as they had begun to call it. She held on tighter to Parkman as he pushed his way through the crowd to the awaiting ambulance where she would have her vitals checked. The EMT's quickly took her from his arms and began to shine flashlights in her eyes, ask her to remember certain members and poke and prod her for any damage, all the while she held his hand tightly, and made sure he never left her sight, afraid to be left alone again.
The darkness lifted slowly and Bia was slowly made aware of the dull ache in her side, as well as the bed beneath her that rocked gently. She peeled her eyes open and looked around groggily, not recognizing any of her surroundings. Fear slowly grew in her stomach as she realized that she was all alone in the room that reminded her so much of the one she had found herself in just a few weeks ago. She started, trying to climb from the bed, so afraid that at any moment a group of reporters would burst through her door, or perhaps that a cold faced lawyer would come to her bedside to discuss her parent's funeral. She fumbled, trying to untangle the many wires and tubes that were attached to her.
"What the Slag do you think you're doing!" a voice boomed and she jumped, wild eyes turning up to see a fuming bot towering over her, bright yellow decorated the metal that made up his body. "You better cease your movement at once, or I'll make you wish you never woke up!" He continued to rant and rave, all the while moving closer to her and the fear in her stomach bumbled over to her lips.
"Bumblebee!" she screeched, causing the other bot to step back in surprise. Moments later the little yellow bot burst through a very large door and skidded to a halt in front of Bia.
Worried blue eyes looked her over and he gently reached a finger out to brush her hair out of her face.
"Bia, what's wrong?" he worried, looking at the tears that now sat on her cheeks.
"I-ah-he" She pointed a shaky finger to the gob smacked Ratchet that stood behind him and Bee whirled around battle mask falling into place and he leered up at the larger bot.
"What did you do?" he accused and Ratchet turned furious.
"What did I do? I saved her slagging life, you ungrateful useless waste of metal!" he landed a hit on Bee's helm causing the smaller bot to groan. "She wakes up and starts ruining all my hard work! Do you know how hard it is to work on an Organic!" Bee stood his ground, planting his hands on his hips.
"You scared her" he stated, and Ratchet lunged for him.
"You get your slagging voice back and you use it to talk back to me! I ought to rip it all back out you-"
"That's enough Ratchet" a voice boomed from the doorway and everyone paused and looked to Optimus who crawled through the doorway, before standing back to his normal height. Bia gawked at the enormous bot that towered over the other two before her. "She has had a trying couple of days, Bumblebee is right we must be gentle with her." Ratchet crossed him arms grumbling and Bee chirped happily.
"Actually Ratchet, why don't you head to the next ward over, I believe the twins required some repair." Ratchet sighed.
"Yes Optimus, but you better stop squirming around!" he warned Bia, before turning to leave. Bee smiled and lifted his battle mask turning back to Bia. "Why don't you go with him Bumblebee, in case he needs an extra hand?" Bee groaned and looked to Bia who stared up at him.
"But..a…" Optimus stepped forward.
"That's an order" he finished and Bee hung his head.
"yes sir." And with one final glance at his human, he left the room. Bia watched him until she could no longer see any of the familiar yellows bot. Left to her own with the large robot sent her stomach churning, and she suddenly found her sheets very interesting, afraid to look up at the bot that loomed over her.
"How are you feeling little one?" He questioned. There was something in his voice that drew her in and slowly she looked up to meet his gaze, she was startled again at how human the Mech's eyes were.
"I'm feeling ok I guess. A little sore" she mumbled dropping her gaze back to her bed. Sensing her discomfort Optimus kneeled down, attempting to ease her nerves. She looked up quickly before averting her gaze once more. "So you're Optimus Prime?" she didn't really need an answer, she knew but felt the need to ask as they were never formally introduced. He nodded with a small chuckle.
"Yes and you are Bianca Witwicky" she nodded, smiling at the correct pronunciation of her last name. He smiled down at the girl before him, at first she looked nothing like Sam, but upon closer inspection similarities popped up: the slight crookedness to their smile, the sincerity in the eyes. "I thank you for your bravery; Bumblebee has told me much about you, and what you did for him." A blush seared across her cheeks and she twiddled her thumbs nervously.
"It really wasn't anything. I just helped when I could" Optimus smiled down at the young girl and made to stand.
"You should rest now, it has been a pleasure meeting you" Bia nodded up at the bot before blushing again.
"Um, if you see Bee could you perhaps send him back in?" he nodded.
"Of course" and with that made his way from the room. Bia let out a breath she didn't know she was even holding at took to surveying her surroundings again. A knock at a smaller, human sized door caught her attention.
"Come in" she had expected Sam or her Aunt and Uncle to walk through but instead an unfamiliar young man walked through the door. He was obviously a branch of the military from his attire. His face still held traces of boyhood so she guessed he wasn't much older than her, likely enrolled right out of high school.
"Good afternoon Miss Witwicky" he inclined his head slightly and she returned the gesture
"Afternoon Mr.…?" He gave her a quick salute
"Private First Class Finney, at your service" she stiffened a giggle behind her hand and his intense facial expression that he had taken on in his salute faltered.
"I'm sorry that was rude. It's nice to meet you" she mentally scolded herself and was relieved when he smiled at her.
"It's no problem at all Ma'am. Is there anything I can get for you?" she nodded to the seat that was beside her bed.
"A little company would be nice, perhaps you can fill me in on what happened, and where I am?" he smiled down at the girl who lay before him and took a seat. She seemed nice enough, and surveyed the damage she had taken, internally frowning. She looked the worst out of all the civilians they had retrieved. Women didn't belong on the front lines, especially not innocent girls like the one before him, she barely looked a day older than his younger sister who waited back home anxiously for letter. He made a mental note to send one ASAP.
"Well Ma'am Optimus prime was revived and destroyed enemy threat number one AKA the fallen or I think that's what they called him, sending the enemy on a hasty retreat. You are now on a ship returning stateside, that's set to dock at Coronado Naval base tomorrow at O 800 hours." Bia looked at him, confusion evident on her face and he chuckled running a hand through his sandy brown hair, noting that he needed to get it cut.
"We won, they ran and We'll be hitting San Diego tomorrow morning around 8" She smiled at him.
"See wasn't that easier to say?" he grinned.
"Not really" Matthew Finney suddenly felt very lucky to be assigned to Miss Witwicky care, at first he frowned at the idea, feeling like a babysitter, but it was nice to be in a woman's presence again. Sure there were women on the field but civilian women were more laid back, they smiled and giggled more and were women, instead of 'one of the guys'. He quickly relaxed back in his chair.
"So how old are you?" the question was off Bia's lips before she could think it rude or out of line, she had only known this man for a few minutes after all. However, he didn't seem to mind, answering back with a quick twenty, before asking her age. When he heard she was under 18 a small blush rose to his cheeks and she scowled, reaffirming that she wasn't a baby, just a late summer birthday. After a few minutes of coaxing he relaxed back into conversation with her now and then causing a blush to raise on the girls cheeks.
Bumblebee was fuming outside her room, she asked for HIM, not some kid! The worst part was she didn't even seem to mind that he hadn't shown up yet, but just went on chatting away with this boy before her. He would cautiously peek his head around the corner occasionally, and every time he caught her blushing his spark would pulse angrily in his chest, that was his femme! He was so caught up at scowling at the boy to her left that he didn't notice Bia had caught his spying antics.
"BEE!" his head snapped to her and he wanted to grin, the smile she gave him was ten times better than what she gave the stupid kid. He strutted into the room, throwing victorious glances to the kid who stiffened at his present, before scrambling to his feet and gave a salute to Bumblebee not moving. Bia watched his actions with a raised brow.
"Matt it's just Bumblebee, you don't have to be so uptight" Bee's whole ego deflated at that comment, 'Just Bumblebee'? He glared at Matt and the kid stiffened even further.
"You'll have to excuse me Miss Witwicky" he gave another salute to Bumblebee with a curt 'Sir 'before scurrying out the door. Bia sighed.
"Bye" she called after him, before turning to Bee and raising a brow. "What are you smiling about?" His grin just grew wider.

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