New update! Thank you for the review Maria B. What do you mean about my grades being better than its self? Thing is, I tend to flip out of the plot so maybe that is why they suck... Well, those days are gone... Time to move on with this one. You haven't seen anything yet of what I am thinking... Wish I could post that frequent though...

Hey'a readers! Enjoy the new chapter.

I do not own TF. Never will I also get to see them because I don't have a passport to travel into space... *cries*

Chapter 46: Lighten up

The Allspark was awake and it wants to be let out as it reached towards Oen's unconscious frame. As its vessel, Sam had unconsciously extended his hand towards her. In him, he knew that the urges he was having was of the ancient artifact, the Matrix, but the real power that was running rampant was the Allspark's.

There was a need to do what is about to be done. The young man knew this by the mere fact of the endless energy bursting out of him. And if Ratchet was here, that medic would have blown a gasket at how strenuous this was.

He can't tell whether his energy was also being zapped out of his body since this had never happened before, but the feeling that the little spark gave before him, slowly but surely trying to form, made him all more willing to subject to the Allspark's want.

Sam's vision soon blurred to black but what he saw there was not dark at all. It was not what he had expected in such darkness because there, floating orbs of light had lit certain areas of his field. They floated in the vastness of the plain in different intensities. One of them was like the nova itself as Samuel wondered how it could glow that brightly, though it was at the farthest.

At the side of that brightest one was another that couldn't be swallowed… but clearly; it looks old as it continued to glow. Like the brightest one, it was composed. Sam couldn't help think of them both as Ratchet and Optimus. Then, he compared the other at the near corner to Ironhide who has a kind of wild, trigger-happy personality. Talk about kind of, the mech is like that if the topic was about Decepticons.

Observing all of them, he started counting. Sam had a hunch that this was not just a coincidence so by the time he stops; he was not surprised after finding out that they total all the mechs present on their base. And here, he was with another spark, fighting to remain on the plain.

"The first ever new spark, huh? I can't believe that I am starting the job just after you made me change my form…. I really wouldn't get a break with you…" Sam muttered, pertaining to the Allspark like it would reply back but nonetheless, he continued on with completely forming and stabilizing the slowly brightening spark.

It was too late for him to realize that there was another being with him in the room as he fell back into reality with a large impact. That certainly caught him out of surprise, and before he could get a glance of who it was, it had already disappeared. The only thing left was the pang of pain that laced his fall on the floor and where he had been suddenly hit.

Flinching, Sam got up the floor and looked around once more to see if he wasn't getting delirious about this. He could rationalize that maybe he was over reacting; that maybe, the energy running through him was already taking a toll on his own frame.

Looking down at his hand, he flexed it to be sure… but nothing…

The electricity… The energy… The Allspark… Sam was sure that it was still in him but he couldn't materialize it like before. The electrical bolts running out of his hands were gone. Concentrating once again, he tried to beckon the energy out. He also tried to at least go back to the plain in order to check whether he had finished completing the other's spark… But no matter how much effort he puts into it, he could not.

Sam was left in confusion with this. The Matrix hasn't stopped urging him to continue while he could feel the Allspark still running through his systems. Maybe he was just tired or maybe his body is preventing him now because he wouldn't be able to handle more stress to complete the task.

Staring at Oen's form for a long period, he contemplated. And just as he was about to start trying again, Bumblebee had entered the room in question of his actions.

"Sam? Shouldn't you be on your berth for the cycle?" Bumblebee asked the young man as he approached, scanning ever so often, feeling the Allspark's energy radiating around them. Ever since that night, Bee had been careful and apt about things but he always cared for his charge. Even if the Allspark was in that little frame, he would always see his friend.

"I just gave her a little boost… Don't worry, Bee. I am fine. How about the others? Where are they?" Sam asked even though he already knew where they were. With the new development of things, he was taking it slow to let the others cope with this. He can't just come up to them and tell that he could do things that are unimaginable… Worse case was, Sam would feel guilty for giving them hope that is out of his reach. He maybe a vessel of their lost Allspark, but he was still in the process of actually getting to use its potential. The idea that he had thought about was that he could still die from all of this and the Allspark can transfer out of his frame if he could not hold it any longer. The power is greater than what the others can think of… and this is what Sam fears.

"There had been minor activities within the Decepticons these past few weeks. Ironhide is suspecting that soon, they will be moving onto a larger play so all the mechs are being gathered in a meeting with the soldiers." Bee informed as he couldn't help feel slightly stiff from the notion of something was watching them. The scanners had registered nothing but his systems were on high alert. He held out his servo for the other to hop onto, being protective like before.

"Then, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in there, too?" The brown headed young man asked with a raised eyebrow as he accepted the offered servo. He got on it as Bee stood up once again and explained. This gesture was common, so he had brushed off the way that his guardian was tense.

"I had already been given a mission, Sam… From the first day of my landing here on earth to my last, my mission has always been to be a guardian to you." As the mech said those words, Sam couldn't get any more touched by remembering that Bee hadn't failed that mission once. The mech would always keep his words and fulfill it with outmost sense of duty that compares to none. And with that said, the tense aura had dispersed from both of them.

"Thanks, Bee…" The human could only mutter as he placed his forehead on the metal face plate of the tall mech. "Couldn't ask for anything better than having a best alien friend like you…" Sam grinned as Bee chortled. Here they go once again, breaking the sentimental stuff and cracking a joke to lighten things between them.

"Inter-galactic best friend?" Bee asked jokingly.

"Believe whatever you want to believe…" Sam retorted with a chuckle. The other soon went into a thinking position with his other servo meeting his chin area.

"Well… I do believe that you are needed in that meeting, Mr. Liaison of the Cybertronians… You should know what operations are going to take place so that you can tell your old buddies… And I am not talking about the soldiers…" Amusement was laced in the black and yellow mech's words but Sam couldn't see how it was amusing when he was the one subjected to another few hours of torture between government relations.

"Not funny…" Sam said with a huff before he groaned. Life in the Med Bay was so much better compared to his job. He could tolerate Ratchet since he is a friend… But trying to explain to various heads that contradict one other? He got it tuff.

"Come on… It is not that bad…" Bee tried to lighten the other's mood. Maybe it was a bad idea to actually open that topic to the young man who still has a problem in both terms of Cybertronian and Mearing.

"Yeah… It can't actually turn worse as it is already…" He muttered, dreading the thought of actually jinxing himself. Sam pushed those away for another time while he told Bee to let them get a move on it. Sam asked whether it was alright to leave Oen alone until Bee got a com to report already. They trusted Ratchet's words that nothing will happen as they left…

Little did they know that Mearing had managed to enter the facility as she glowered down at Oen's still frame.

Dun dun duuuuunnnnnnn~ Mearing is on a roll again, what do you think is she up to this time? And who had managed to stop Sam from completing Oen's spark? Will Oen be the same again?

Let's find out on the next chapter! Please review!

~Dreamer