One More Day: Chapter 7/?
Another chappie for you guys and I hope you enjoy.
Title: One More Day
Chapter: Chapter 7
Fandom: Transformers (Movies)
Disclaimer: I do not any of the characters but I do own the plot bunny. Transformers does not belong to me although I wish it did.
Pairings: Optimus/Sam and Ratchet/Bumblebee
Rating: PG 13 for now but may become NC-17 later.
Summary: A life changing event that leaves Sam reeling will open the doors to a relationship that not many will understand and will cost his the love of his family and human friends. Yet, he refuses to give up his love for a certain Autobot leader and all the trails and tribulations that comes forth.
Thanks for the read...
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Bumblebee was frightened for the first time since two centuries; not once had he cringed in fear for any situation except now. His vocalizer whined and he desperately tried to calm himself. His optics refusing to believe what they were seeing nor willing to watch, Energon tears spilled restlessly from his optics as he was forced to watch.
"SAM!" He yelled. Desperate to see the little human respond only to see Sam's chest rising slowly and steadily and with erratic breaths. Ratchet was already racing through the highways to get to him as fast as possible, their bond opening a new sense of worry that both 'bot's shared.
'Bumblebee, please calm down. Prowl is a few kilometres away and I'm right behind him.' Bumblebee felt his intakes hitch; his best friend was lying on the ground in his own pool of blood with ragged breaths spilling from lungs and the sickening sounds of blood filling his lungs and his heartbeat slowing rapidly. Bumblebee cringed at the sight, his optics desperate to shutter themselves and never see it again as he knew that this image would be imprinted on his optics for centuries to come.
'Ratchet I don't know what to do.' Bumblebee cried desperately over their spark bond. He was distraught and afraid for his friend's life. Yet, his thoughts kept returning to the scene he saw with his very own optics. Still not believing what he saw or why he couldn't do anything to stop it.
~~~~Early in the Morning of the same day~~~~
1 o'clock in the morning and Bumblebee was settling on his wheels in front of the Witwicky residence. Sam had been surprised when he had been asked to visit his family since contact had been scarce and had begged Bumblebee and Optimus to let him go. Optimus Prime was reluctant and almost refused if it hadn't been for Sam's puppy dog eyes and Bumblebee's promise to look after his beloved. Bumblebee knew that Optimus was not far away as the large presence was a constant tickle against his impressive array of sensors. It was odd but Optimus seemed very protective of Sam over the last few days and seemed weary of every shadow and the danger it presented. Bumblebee sighed and turned his scanners towards the house; lights still on and his sensitive audio receivers picking up the conversation inside the house.
1:30 am and Bumblebee felt a prickle of something across his sensors that made him frown. He shrugged and turned his sensors outwards; nothing came up. He sighed and continued his secret conversation with Ratchet across their private comm. link. Maybe it was Optimus who moved away or closer; he could not tell. The house was completely quiet and only odd distinct sounds escaped the house like Mojo's barking and the sheets rustling lightly as Sam slept restlessly. Bumblebee felt another prick against his sensor net and shifted on his wheels; he was becoming restless and whispered it to Ratchet.
'It'll be alright Bumblebee. I need you to keep your sensors scanning the area; I'll contact Optimus and tell him to come and keep an optic on you.' Was Ratchet whisper at Bumblebee as the distressed mech tried to seek out the disturbance in his widely ranged sensor net. His spark was restless and the fear was being transmitted across his and Ratchet's bond, making both Autobots restless and sensitive towards any small ping against their sensor nets.
1:45 am. Bumblebee had no other choice but to transform as two Decepticons pulled up to the house and another circling in the air. How they managed to slip past him and come so close to Sam was puzzling the yellow Camaro as his comm. was busy with Prowl and Ratchet trying to explain exactly what was happening. Slight fear settling over his restless spark as he tried to get into contact with Optimus.
"Megatron!" Was Optimus yell with a burst of static and Bumblebee felt his spark freeze. If Megatron was back it meant that Optimus was not going to able to help him with Soundwave, Starscream and Barricade. Suddenly Bumblebee felt hopeless and yet his bravery kept his spark from not wavering as he aimed his plasma cannon and fired. There was a flash as Barricade coiled backwards and fell into Soundwave as both Decepticons began their attack. Under a rain of fire and loud noises Bumblebee felt overwhelmed, even the Witwicky residence began to stir. Never once did 'Bee notice Soundwave release his 'sparklings' as Frenzy, Rumble and Ravage disappeared into the house. All he knew was the warnings that were sounding in his audio receivers and the strong clashed and yelling that came over the comm. from Optimus as Ratchet tried to keep him calm and Prowl was forcing all the tactical information from the overwhelmed Autobot..
"Bumblebee hold out. I'm almost there." Optimus' voice came over the comm.; suddenly very clear and Bumblebee felt relief wash over him only to freeze as the Decepticons retreated and disappeared. His vocalizer whining as he knew with their clear advantage over the situation, the Decepticons had come to do was achieved and he was afraid of what their objective was. He shuddered with dread as the distinct smell of human blood invaded his olfactory sensors and stillness over the house that he knew was not a good sign. .
"SAM!" Bumblebee yelled as his optics landed on the open window on the second floor; with a carefully aimed blast of his plasma cannon a hole large enough to safely fit Sam through his window was shaped. He was feeling his emotions spilling over as he only picked up one distinct heartbeat, the subtle but strong spark pulses bringing a tiny whine of relief and Bumblebee knew it was Sam's. Sorrow was heavy in the air as he knew the Witwicky parents were gone and dead. Everything else was silent; no heartbeats, no screams and no breaths it was too still, quiet and so desolate. Bumblebee felt guilt settle over his spark as he knew he failed to protect his charge and friend and Sam's gentle family. With a gentle servo's he picked up the bleeding boy and gently laid him on the grass of the front lawn; to bring comfort for himself and hopefully to Sam Bumblebee was constantly talking and begging Sam to stay with him. With those few words it felt as if his spark was breaking and his entire world collapsing; the only thing keeping him from losing control of his processor was Ratchet's whispers of comfort and love whilst the medic raced towards the scene.
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Sam felt confused and frightened, his body felt heavy and yet he felt as if he was floating at the same time. His breath was fading and his heartbeat slowing; a ragged cry escaped his lips as darkness engulfed him and his own spark tore in two. It hurt and he was so afraid only to calm at the faint trace of Optimus close by. He needed him, how he needed Orion so badly. Where was he? Where was he? It was a wave of worry and what sent his senses reeling as his heartbeat faded and only his spark continued to pulse. Continued to call out to Optimus and not receiving an answer, it was distressing. All his mind kept telling him was that he needed Optimus and he needed him now and it hurt; the pain that lanced through him was what frightened him the most. What if this was his last moment on earth? He would never get to tell the Autobot Leader how he felt or how he knew Optimus felt.
'Calm yourself Samuel.' A soft voice whispered and at that sound it was as if Sam's world twisted and fell in two. Green eyes observed the form of a very much alive Megatron and the shine of two purple optics. The air around the Decepticon Lord was subdued and calm. Sam was confused and stepped closer only to make sure that he was seeing what he knew was before him.
"What? Are you no longer going to hurt me and try to kill your brother? What's this? I'm hurting and I need Optimus. What are you doing here? Causing more of a rift?" Sam demanded angrily. He didn't know what was going on and it was disconcerting as it was strangely like the dreams that he had frequently.
'I know that you need Optimus. I was sent by Primus to make sure that you did not fade before Optimus could get to you.' A small sigh of dejection left the Decepticon as he shifted and beckoned for Sam to step closer. Sam was very hesitant but also somewhat comforted, Megatron's spark was strong and also calmed Sam's somewhat.
"Why you? And why are you acting so differently?" Sam inquired as he hesitantly and very wearily climbed in the claw like servo held before him as an invitation.
"There are some secrets that not even Primus knows and the fact is that I have only this side to me. I was consumed by one of the ideals of Primus' brother; Unicron. Like two sides of the same coin, Primus always represented the light and the forgiveness of the Cybertronian race and Unicron the complete opposite. When creating the All Spark it was fused with both the Gods' power and in turn affected its chosen differently. When Optimus and I was taken to the All Spark it was like fate playing out to Primus and Unicron's will. That day something snapped in me and the dark hatred began to build and became too much that Unicron consumed me completely. I've never wanted to hurt Optimus but I was never in control. It seems that Unicron's spark was consumed by the All Spark and whilst I was vulnerable it transferred to me." Megatron explained. His spark twisting in pain as he knew exactly what Unicron made him and was still making him do.
"But? Why not tell Optimus? He would have forgiven you and tried to help?" Sam asked confused, his pain dulling as his mind was pulled into the truth being told by Megatron's spark energy. It was an overwhelming revelation that left his mind spinning.
"I don't know how to explain it to you but I don't think it is possible. The me you saw was heavily affected by Unicron and is definitely no longer me but only a shell of what I look like. I feel my spark break every time I know Unicron is responsible for something in my name. My spark returned to the All Spark a very long time ago whilst being consumed by Unicron. I haven't been Megatron for a very long time." Was the sad reply and suddenly Sam understood. Megatron was lost, afraid and never wanted the things that 'he' had done.
"Why did you come?" Was Sam's last whisper. His pain was returning again and Megatron sat up a little straighter.
"It's time to go back. We'll speak again when you need me; just call out and I'll come. Look after Optimus for me Sam; he really needs you." And with those parting words Sam felt himself being swallowed again by panic and fear as he returned to himself. The pain was immense and he was confused only feeling comfort return by a gentle touch he knew to belong to his beloved.
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"Sam! Come on stay with me." Optimus begged as his optics laid eyes on his spark mate. It froze with ultimate fear and pain so deep in his spark that Optimus knew that Sam was seriously wounded. He could not hear Bumblebee nor the sirens approaching the scene; all the he knew was that Sam's life force was draining and he needed to keep his beloved close to him. He needed to comfort Sam and just hold him and so with careful servos he picked Sam's injured body up and held it close against his spark chamber.
His world was falling apart and just as Sam had told him; Megatron was back and with an inkling feeling of dread Optimus felt his optics sting with the prickle of Energon tears. Optimus was passed feeling shame and humiliation for the tears he shed. All that mattered was fixing Sam and even if he had to give some of his spark energy then he would do it. He needed to do it to insure that Sam would always be marked as his spark mate and his most beloved. Time it seemed had faded into the distance as Optimus kept Sam's form close to his spark chamber and was happy when he felt a tug at his spark; knowing that Sam's spark had acknowledged Optimus' spark energy and was using it to fix the damage that was done.
After half an hour Optimus began to feel the effects of his spark's drained energy and yet he was reluctant to leave Sam even out of his optics range. Still tucked against his spark chamber, Sam seemed to be deep in sleep and his heartbeat had evened out and his breath returned to normal. With a vent of suppressed air and the hiss of air brakes Optimus turned to find four pairs of optics staring at him with a mixture of awe and confusion. Optimus did not utter a word and only gently handed Sam over to Ratchet who was already snapping orders at his assistant as he tried to find and evaluate all the damage that Sam had lived through.
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"Optimus Prime! If you ever pull a stunt like that I will take you apart and reformat you into a fancy toaster system!" Ratchet snapped as he approached the Medic Bay berth where Sam was laying comfortably on. After the serious injuries that was inflicted upon Sam by Soundwave's 'sparklings' Optimus had done something that was never meant to be used. The transfer of spark energy that put both the receiver and giver in serious danger and how both managed to survive was another miracle in itself.
"Sorry." Was Prime's only response and Ratchet let out an exasperated sigh as he watched the two before him. Optimus was protectively curled around Sam and Sam was nestled against Optimus' chest armour. His spark softened at the sight and he decided to leave them be by slipping into the dark; gentle and loving whispers filling his audio receivers as Optimus whispered comforts in Sam's ears.
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"My sweet 'Bee are you alright?" Ratchet asked as he approached his spark lover that was in his alt form and had secluded himself from all the other Autobots. Bumblebee had refused to talk to anyone and was retracting into himself again as he tried to hide his emotions from the others. Only Ratchet could see the distress that Bumblebee experienced and had tried desperately to get little 'Bee to talk to him only to receive pained whines and confused emotions across their spark link. With a quiet rev of Bumblebee's engine and moving forward cautiously Bumblebee brushed up against Ratchet's stabilizing servo as if seeking comfort. Ratchet sighed and bent down, his gentle servos running across the yellow Camaro's roof and hood. A small shudder travelled through 'Bee as he moved away and transformed.
"R-R-R-Rat-tch-et!" Bumblebee cried as he was enveloped in Ratchet's strong servos and in desperate need for his beloved's touch and comfort. For the first time for many thousands of years Bumblebee allowed himself to let go of his emotions and soon the Energon tears refused to stop and he couldn't stop trembling by the force that his emotions travelled through him.
"Hush, little 'Bee he'll be fine. Sam will be fine." Ratchet comforted and felt his own spark break with Bumblebee; neither having realized just what Sam meant to them until they almost lost him. In time both would look back on this day and realize the love that flowed between Optimus and Sam and the love that they shared for one another. It was truly a Primus given gift.
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