Yes I know it has been a long time since I updated. I hope this appeases you all though. Please do enjoy.

It's a strange thing really, to be held so close to someone that loves you.

A week.

A week of not talking to Bumblebee. It is like a crime against nature and I should be in jail (or the brig or whatever Ratchet keeps referring to when he wants to lock up Skids and Mudflap). Ever since the talk in the garage Bee hasn't been talking to me-though the radio has been very polite (except when he plays rap). It's about Ben I know it. And there is this crazy idea running through my head that-well Mikaela even balked at it.

She's been by my side for the past couple of months, not as my girlfriend, but we need each other to talk to. She's the only one who understands anything that has to deal with the Autobots. She's the only one I can talk to about this. I'm the only one who understands that-really the cars do talk to her and they do like receiving waxes every now and again-and yes they do hold meaningful conversations. Lately though I've caught her talking to Bee, or just finishing her conversations with Bee, and whenever I try to ask her what is going on she only smiles.

Well that's how it used to be. Today she invited me out to the lake, without Bee. She says we need space or something. It is as hot as it can get today and the lake is wonderfully cold. As is Mikaela. She is brooding but won't tell me what it is about.

"It's nothing Sam, really." She laughs it off whenever I inquire.

"Then come swim!" I motion to her from the lake. For a moment she forgets her problems and I forget mine. And then there is a dunking war. No she did not beat me, I was just a gentleman and let her win.

Really, that's what happened.

Until I turned the tables on her, flipped her over, and dragged her out further into the water where she had no footholds. Oh revenge was sweet. Eventually we had to wade through the water , sputtering and cold, back onto dry land. It was close to sundown and Bee was coming to pick us up soon. Lying on towels to dry off quickly Mikaela and I watched the sky turn colors and talk about everything and nothing important all at once. It's funny how she can make something important seem so insignificant and something insignificant so important. Life has moved on for both of us.

"Sam…" She starts.

"Yeah?" I reply.

"You need to talk to him soon. And stop moping, it makes you look like an upset 12 year old." I was shocked to hear her throw such a low blow at me and was quiet for a moment and trying to come up with something in my defense.

"Wha-Where did that come from?" Propping myself on my elbows I stared at her incredulously. She rolled onto her stomach and stared me down.

"Talk to Bee today. If you guys don't talk tell him I will talk for him. And tell him to 'trust me' when I say he won't like me doing that talking for him." Mikaela was dead serious as she spoke. The image of 'scary Mikaela' was gone in a flash as cold wind blew around us and chilled our skins.

"Why?" I asked. I received no answer other than Bee honking the horn to get our attention. She smiled again, the same as all of the other times before, got up and walked up to Bee. The driver's seat door was left open and slammed closed after I hopped in wrapped in my towel. Bee blasted the radio for us and we sang to the ADD music that was Bee's way of talking to us. It was a short trip to dropping Mikaela off at her house and when she left it seemed the life left with her. Bee became silent and uncomfortable to be around.

I wanted to jump out right then and there. But Mikaela's message kept playing in my head after Bee started driving again. I needed to talk to him.

"Hey Bee, can we talk for a minute?" I asked him. The radio remained silent, "Hey, um, Mikaela wanted me to tell you that we need to talk." Instantly I could feel him perk up-I don't know how I just did, "She said if you don't talk to me then she would talk to me in your place. And she put a lot of emphasis on how much you would hate it if she talked for you, just so you know." The radio screeched for a moment and Bee pulled off to the side of the road quickly.

"Are you sure she said that?" He asked. His voice sounded so bland through the radio. It wasn't like him.

"Yes I'm sure Bee. But what is she talking about? What does she know that I don't?" Bee remained silent then said,

"You and I need to go somewhere for a moment. We are going to meet someone Sam." For the life of me I couldn't figure out where that had come from. Bee was pulling stuff out of nowhere now and everyone knew something I didn't. The world, and all of my friends, are against me now it seems.

Bee wasn't giving me a choice though and turned around and headed up to the familiar road to the lookout. The sun had completely fallen by the time we had gotten to the lookout and Bee practically shoved me out when he stopped. Taking a few steps back I let Bee have his space to transform though he made no indication that he was going to.

"Sam, do me a favor and close your eyes." It was an awkward request but the way Bee had asked it seemed like it was a matter of life and death. So I did. Closed off in my own darkness I wondered what Bee was doing. Stringing pieces together. Benjamin. Bee. Mikaela. Bee knew something about Benjamin. Mikaela knew something about Bee and was holding it over him like blackmail. What did they-

"Sam?" The train of thought was derailed and I opened my eyes and I am met with stunning blue eyes staring back at me. Benjamin is here.

"Uh-Hi Ben!" I say shakily. Ben doesn't smile. He's shying away. He backs away towards Bee, "Uh Ben? What-?" Ben raises a hand for me to be quiet.

"This isn't what you think it is Sam." That's Bee's voice coming out of Benjamin's mouth. It clicks but it doesn't make sense. Bee is Benjamin? No-, "Sam please listen to me."

Bee is begging and his alt form is shaking. Benjamin is just staring at me with pleading eyes. I really don't want to believe it. It just doesn't make sense. How can Bee be Benjamin?

"I-I don't understand." I stutter. Benjamin walks closer, if he can walk that is, I'm not sure what it is he is doing but it looks like walking, "Bee what is this?"

"This, Sam," Benjamin motions to his own body, "This is me, Bumblebee, a holoform of myself. I don't really expect you to-"

"Don't expect me to what? Understand that my best friend, who is an alien, is able to project a version on himself that looks like a human. And to top it off has been someone I have confided a lot of things in and acted like a boyfriend?" I wasn't going hysterical, not yet.

"I was never pretending Sam." Benjamin interjected. The holoform looked sincere-What did he just say?

"What!?" Benjamin/Bee winced.

"I. Was. Never. Pretending. Sam." Bee was serious. How could he be serious though? It didn't make sense.

"I-Bee that! How-?" I was stuttering and clammed up. It was the only defense I had against this crazy situation. Benjamin/Bee walked forward and Bee's alt form transformed into his Cybertronian form.

"Sam, I need you to listen to me so you can understand. I want you to think back to all those times in Starbucks or all those times out here and I want you to think about how you felt back then." That was simple. I was fine. It was fun talking to him. Benjamin-now Bee- was a great person to talk to, "Who was I to you then? Who was Benjamin?"

"…" I couldn't reply. My throat didn't want to comply because I was too afraid to believe this was happening.

"Was he-I- a friend to you then?" I nodded yes, "What about now? Aren't I still your friend?" I nodded again. Bee stopped questioning me for a moment and Benjamin/Bee backed off. In the blink of an eye Benjamin/Bee disappeared and left me with the 16 foot tall Bee.

"Aren't I?" He asked again. My throat unclenched.

"Yes Bee! You are my friend but the-the whole Benjamin thing?" I couldn't grasp at the notion he was trying to get me to understand.

"That was real too Sam." Bee was just as serious as Mikaela was, if not more so, "I love you Sam." Benjamin had only ever said that every night before we had parted ways. I knew he meant it then. But now? Now with Bee? Could it work?

"Bee this can't work-" Before I could get anything else out of my mouth though Bee had swooped down and picked me up and held me to his chest with one hand. It was so quick yet every nerve on my body was tingling. It's a strange thing really, to be held so close to someone that loves you.

"Let it be Sam," Bee said, "Let it be, Sam, and let me show you how I can love you. We can make it work."

I believed him. It was so strange and so vastly unreasonable. But I believed him.

The End

Totally the end right there. I am not going back on it. And no amount of begging from a certain someone who knows who they are is going to get another chapter out of me for this fic. Not even for sparklings. Though I do kinda want-NO! But I love you all for keeping up with me on my slow updates and I hope this did not disappoint. If it did please do tell me how it did and let me fix it.

Love ya,

Blu