A few days have passed since the crash and the whole base was on edge. Each and every Autobot were worried sick. Not just for Optimus but for Bumblebee as well. Ever since the crash, Bumblebee has refused to leave the Prime's side. It's even hard to get him to eat, let alone recharge. Sam, Lennox, Cade, and even Simmons have tried to get the youngling to move but considering how stubborn Bumblebee is, they had no luck.
Optimus on the other hand had been going in and out of unconsciousness every other hour. Each time he woke up, pain would come from every part of his fragile frame and his whole body shook. When he was somewhat in recharge, nightmares of a figure would haunt his mind. They would wake him up at the most odd times, day and night.

And then there was poor Bumblebee. He would stay by his 'father's' side and grip his cold servo. He would feel Optimus's frame shake and his doorwings had dropped more and more each day. He refused to do anything, even eat. No driving around the city at night, no pranking the new twins, or even just walking around to talk to friends. Deep down, Bumblebee knew Optimus needed extreme help. But humans were still wary of them and the new Autobots had no idea what to do in the medical field.

A few hours have passed since the wake up call and Bumblebee was still seated at Optimus's side, laying his helm on Optimus's unmoving servo and holding it. He closely watched his leader and sighed deeply when Optimus made no movement. He shook his helm and sat up. Giving Optimus one last squeeze on the servo, Bumblebee stood up. He slowly walked out of the room and trudged out the back door of the base.
The clear blue sky had no clouds in it and a small breeze blew through the warm air. Bumblebee took a few deep breaths and started to transform. A small drive was much needed for the yellow mech. He took off down the back road and was soon flying through the countryside.

During the drive, Bumblebee never noticed a dark and slightly glowing and growing mist following him. Or even a figure hiding in the mist, watching him and smirking.

Hours have passed and Bumblebee was a few hundred or so miles away from the base. He was parked on a cliff and was watching the sunset. For the first time in a week, Bumblebee was finally relaxed.

"Bumblebee. Report. Where are you?" Drift's voice echoed through his com-link and startled the scout.

"A cliff." He bluntly responded, annoyed for being disturbed.

"And where is the cliff?"

"The countryside. Where else would it be?" Smirking, Bumblebee started to smart off. He knew that if he kept it up, the Autobots would leave him alone.

Drift sighed through the link and Bumblebee smiled. It had worked.

"You need to come back. Now." Drift growled.

"Why?" Bumblebee asked, "you were the one saying that I needed to relax and here I am relaxing and you're bugging me." Bumblebee laughed at his unintended pun. Bumblebee. Bugging. HA. Clever. Gotta give myself a pat later.

"Don't give me attitude, Bumblebee." Drift said. His tone clearly stating, don't push it.

"What are you going to do about it? You don't know where I am. And I'll come back when I want to." Bumblebee snapped back. He was definitly pushing it.

There was a few moments of silence and Bumblebee was about to end the link. That was until Drift's next sentence.

"...Optimus is awake and is asking for you."

Bumblebee's engines stopped. He froze. "...What?"

"Optimus is awake and is asking for you." Drift repeated. "He's actually doing very well. He's even been walking a little bit."

"...how long?"

"For about two hours now. I'd hurry back if I were you Bee. He's getting tired again."

Bumblebee started his engines up again and turned the car around. "I'm on my way. Hey Drift? Is it possible I could talk with Optimus." He backed into the road and took off towards the base.

"If he's up to it. Hang on."

Bumblebee waited quietly and no later than about ten seconds, Optimus's clear, alive, and healthy voice come through the com-link.

"Bumblebee."

"...Optimus." Bumblebee breathed. He started to drive faster, in an attempt to see his leader sooner. "How are you?"

"I'm alright, Bumblebee."

"Are you sure this time? I don't want to see you crash and burn again." Bumblebee responded. He heard Optimus chuckle lightly and soon joined in.

"Yes I'm sure. Although seeing a Prime crash and burn isn't something I wanted you to see." Optimus chuckled.

"Ya well, I guess Earth's gravity got the better of you, huh?" Bumblebee asked.

"It sure did young one." Optimus answered playfully.

Hearing Optimus say that, Bumblebee felt warmth spread throughout his frame. "I'll be at the base in about an hour. Think you can stay awake?"

"I'll be awake."

"Alright. I'll see you soon Optimus."

"You too Bee."

The com ended and Bumblebee drove faster.

"Bout time that damn Prime woke up," Bumblebee chuckled to himself.

Just as Bumblebee was about to make a turn, a blanket of black mist covered the vehicle.

"What the..." Bumblebee said. He tried to maneuver himself but failed to do so as the mist started to slowly decay the bottom of the car. Wincing painfully, Bumblebee then felt his backend lift up. A face of pure terror suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bumblebee to base! Bumblebee to base! Please someone answer! PLEASE! OPTIMUS!" Bumblebee cried into the com-link.

"Bumblebee! What is it?! What's wrong?!" Optimus's worried voice come through.

"TRACK ME NOW!" Bumblebee ordered. "SOMETHING'S HERE AND I NEED INSTANT HELP! OPTIMUS PLEASE HURRY!"

"Hang in there little one. We're on our way!" Optimus responded. His voice was panic-filled.

"OPTIMUS HELP M..." Bumblebee's voice suddenly stopped working and his engines died. He then was forced into robot form and floated in the air.

"Bumblebee! Answer young one! Please Bumblebee!" Optimus's cries could be heard but not answered.

Bumblebee was pulled towards the figure and shook with horror. A deadly hand reached out and grabbed his neck and snapped his communicator. It then gripped his neck and a dark chuckling could be heard.

"Should've stayed with daddy." The voice said. Bumblebee trembled and soon felt the life being sucked out of him. "Don't you know that gods cannot be destroyed. Only defeated. And this time yellow one..." The figure leaned in close and whispered into Bumblebee's ear, "you will not get in the way again."

At those final words, a black hole formed behind Bumblebee and started to suck them in.

A honk came from the other direction and the figure turned around, still holding the weakened scout. The Autobots drove towards the duo and Optimus was gaining a lead.

"RELEASE HIM!" Optimus's voice boomed as he transformed.

Chucking, the figure smiled wickedly, "not this time Optimus. Not this time." Once said, the figure gripped Bumblebee and hurled himself and Bee into the hole and vanished.

"BUMBLEBEE!" Optimus and the Autobots screamed as the black hole disappeared.

Optimus fell to his knees and bowed his helm. He then looked up in complete anger and growled quietly, "I'm coming for you. You hurt him. I will murder you."

Wow! This chapter got intense. So sorry that this took so long. I really want this story to go far and every time I start adding, I get new ideas.

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