A/N: Another chapter? Le Gasp! Yep! Here we go! Also each chapter is about 3 pages long, just encase you were wondering... another thing is I wanted to ask you guys if there were any suggestions you wanted to see happen? If not that's okay! P.S: Is it just me or does listening to music really help with the writing process? :3
"Sire?"
Optimus felt lubricant well up in his optics at the tentative question, he moved forward and quickly snatched his son up in a long, tight hug.
The Prime could not express how happy he was to have his son back after all these years, It was as if a hole inside his spark was being filled for the first time in forever. Eventually he pulled back and cupped Bumblebee's head in his servos, the two of them shared watery smiles as the lubricant from there optics continued to pour out, not out of sadness but out of happiness.
They heard the other two Autobots approach but were to caught up in there reunion to really acknowledge them at all. Arcee was the first to speak up, utterly hating having to break up the moment but wanting to point out that not to far away there were a group of Decepticons lying on the ground, due to wake up sooner or later.
"Um guys? We should get going before the Cons wake up and want a fight" The cobalt blue motorbike prodded, Ratchet nodded.
"Yes Arcee is right, also Bumblebee seems to have had been injured" Ratchet commented noticing the wound on Bumblebee's back for the first time.
Optimus nodded and stood up, helping Bumblebee up with him. Bumblebee swayed a little bit at the sudden movement, it would appear he had lost more Energon then originally suspected. Optimus saw this and, after a moment of watching his son sway back and forth, picked up the youngling bridal style and helped carry him through the awaiting Groundbridge. By the time the Prime had set him down Bumblebee was already deep in a exhaustion triggered recharge, his doorwings twitching subtly every now and then.
Optimus smiled gently at the sleeping form of his son before Arcee and Ratchet came and stood behind him, followed by a more nervous Bulkhead. Ratchet looked at Bumblebee in concern as he started to mentally diagnose the youths injuries, he would heal, but it might take some time. Ratchet went about sealing up the small bots injuries with the help of Optimus while Bulkhead and Arcee looked on.
Arcee looked at Bumblebee in growing curiosity, So this was Optimus's son? He looked different then most Cybertronians, his optics were of unusual style, as were his doorwings, and yellow had never been a common color among their species. All of those things aside, Bumblebee had a strange air about him, not necessarily a bad air, just different and more...unpredictable if that made any sense, Arcee reckoned it did in this case. She suspected he would be more rough looking then he did as well, due to his strange living arrangements, the Cons were not known for they're kindness towards Autobots, or anyone that was not a Decepticon for that matter, heck the amount of fighting among ranks the Decepticons had, she was surprised they hadn't all killed each other yet. Arcee was getting slightly excited at meeting this strange youngling.
Bulkhead on the other hand was not as curious about the bots past, no, he was more concerned over the fact that everyone else had seemingly forgotten about, he was part PREDICON for Primus sake! Bulkhead liked to think of himself as a brave yet understanding Autobot, but this whole situation made him nervous beyond belief. What if this mech suddenly lashed out because of his strange genetic code? What if he suddenly went feral and tried to offline them all? He had read stories about the ancient predacons and they were a fierce race, very similar to that of the human myths dragons. Bulkhead's mind swirled with possible outcomes, most of them bad, until finally he had to make his concern known.
"So, you are all sure that he is safe to be around?" Bulkhead asked awkwardly, to which Optimus and the other two looked at him in question.
"What do you mean?" Arcee asked after a moment of not quite awkward silence had fallen over them. Bulkhead shifted uncomfortably.
"Well, you did say he had Predacon CNA right? Well all I am concerned about is will he accidentally activate his more primal instincts and not know who we are? Maybe think we are threats?" The wrecker awaited a reply.
"He isn't a wild animal Bulkhead, he knows right and wrong evidently if he ran away from the Cons, And besides we've never really spoken to him and we shouldn't judge others before we know them."Arcee answered looking at Bulkhead in slight disapproval "People used to judge the wreckers too, and you all didn't like that"
Bulkhead hadn't really thought about that but now that Arcee had pointed it out, he relied it was true, he and the other wreckers had hated being judged based off of they're more menacing appearance. With a sigh he nodded and looked apologetic.
"your right, I was just worried is all" The green mech looked down ashamed at himself for judging the small hybrid so quickly. All conversation halted when a small yet audible groan was heard from the recently patched up youngling on the medical berth.
All heads snapped towards the yellow youth as he regained consciousness and looked around, seeming to start and panic at the strange surroundings, he scrambled up and backwards on the medical berth, Optimus quickly swept in and comforted him. Bumblebee looked so small and frail as he clung to the Prime, not sure who these other strange bots were. Bumblebee's optics landed on Ratchet and instantly his demeanor changed into a more relaxed one.
"Uncle Ratchet?" Was the shy question barley above a whisper, Ratchet smiled soothingly at the smaller bot and nodded.
"It's me, your safe here Bumblebee, nobody is going to harm you" Ratchet reassured in a uncommonly soft voice. Bumblebee loosened his once iron grip on his fathers arm and looked at Arcee and Bulkhead, slowly but surely Bumblebee gave them a small wave. Bulkhead and Arcee waved back. Arcee stepped forward and her face was set in a gentle, kind expression.
"My names Arcee, and the big lug behind me is Bulkhead" She introduced earning a sound of protest from Bulkhead of not being a lug, Bumblebee laughed a little at that.
"I...I'm Bumblebee, although you probably already knew that..." Bumblebee trailed off as he began rambling on to himself in his own head about how stupid he must have sounded. Bulkhead smiled at the remark, the kid was very shy as of the moment but he seemed nice.
"We did, but it's good to make sure, especially when something comes from Ratchet here" Arcee leaned in pretending to whisper behind her servo "I think he forgets things in his old age" Bumblebee laughed again as Ratchet grumbled on about how he was not THAT old.
Bumblebee liked these new bots a lot, they were nice and funny, and from what he could assume they knew about his CNA and didn't care. Could his wishes finally be coming true? Could this be the family he had dreamed of all those years? Bumblebee thought so.
"I am so happy to have you back, little one" Optimus told Bumblebee softly, the youngling smiled up at his sire.
"I'm so happy you found me again, I can't imagine going back to that cell in the laboratory sector of that ship." Bumblebee felt a shiver go down his spinal strut at the mere thought of the place.
"And you will never have to go back, I won't allow them to take you away from me again" The Prime stated firmly.
"Nor would I allow them" Ratchet chimed in from the side. Arcee and Bulkhead shared a look before they nodded to each other.
"You are Optimus's and Ratchet's family so that makes you our family as well" Arcee began
"And we would never let he Cons take away our family" Bulkhead concluded.
Arcee and Bulkhead had both come to the same conclusion concerning the young hybrid, He was Optimus's sparkling and he was one of the last younglings left, if not the only. If that wasn't enough he was also part Predacon, an extinct race of beings, making him the last one. Arcee and Bulkhead knew they had to protect the youngling, they knew they wanted to.
"Thank you guys, all of you" Bumblebee whispered loud enough for them to hear, They all smiled at him and each of them made a silent promise when they saw how fragile he looked.
Ratchet promised to care for him and keep him healthy.
Bulkhead promised to always protect him.
Arcee promised to always be there for him if he needed her.
And lastly Optimus promised...
To cherish his son and love him with all his spark, fore he never knew when the Cons might try and take him away again.
Bumblebee knew he was meant to be part of this family, and he was overjoyed by the fact that he was finally going to be excepted for who he was, I return he was always gonna try and help his new family when ever they needed it, how ever they needed it. No matter the risks.