AN: A few months and umpteen reviews later... Not sure how regularly I'll update this, but here you go, chapter two! Thanks for all the reviews!

The following only pertains to the mechs if they're in the same ch/part of ch! Otherwise it might be mentioned once to clarify and that's it.

PRatchet: referred to as Ratchet, red and white Ratchet, red and white Medic, etc.
MRatchet: the Hatchet, green Medic, Ratch, etc.
PBumblebee: Bumblebee
MBumblebee: Bee
POptimus: Optimus Prime
MOptimus: Optimus
(At this point Arcee has not landed on Earth, so there is only one Arcee, and that is from Primeverse.)

"It's going to get really confusing since you and my Bee have the same names," Sam said, glancing down at the dashboard of the other Bumblebee. "How about you're just Bumblebee and he's Bee?"

A few beeps and boops answered him, and Sam took that as acquiescence to the suggestion. If Bumblebee was protesting it, then Sam really had no idea what he was saying. The teen had to wonder if this Bumblebee could get radio waves and use that as a voice like his own Bee, too, or if the idea had never been thought of.

"Roll down your window, please?" Sam asked, and once the window was rolled down he stuck his head out of it. "Hey, Bee! This is Bumblebee and you're Bee, got it!"

:Samuel James Witwicky you put your head back inside that mech before it gets cut off!:

Sam nearly jumped when his Bee's voice floated through the other Bumblebee's speakers, surprising him. He knew that his Cybertronians could communicate with each other through comm links internally, like a mental walkietalkie, or have it come out through their radios. They did the radios whenever there was a human with them who might want to be in on the conversation.

"Oh, you can do that with these guys, too?" Sam asked, and then frowned. "And you've been watching way too many horror movies, Bee! It's not like we're driving by any telephone poles out here."

:Once this Bumblebee was kind enough to give me his comm frequency, yes. Would you let your Charge stick his head out your window, Bumblebee? If you have one, that is.:

The other Bumblebee seemed to hesitate, unsure whether he should actually get into this seemingly mini-argument between Bee and his Charge. Finally he beeped a couple of times. Bee wasn't versed in the meaning of these beeps and boops like Bumblebee's team was, and had no idea what he was saying, but if Bumblebee responded through comm, where he would be able to use Cybertronian at least, then Sam would be unable to hear him. Bumblebee was trying to be polite, he just forgot that this wasn't his Charge and Bee wasn't one of his mechs, so he wouldn't be understood.

:Hmm…: Sam's Bee made a confused noise, :It is unfortunate that Sam will be unable to understand you if you respond to me over the comm, but I can easily tell him your answer.:

"Pretty sure he said it depends on where he is, Bee." Sam responded, and then blinked. The Bumblebee he was riding in made a surprised but happy sound, while his Bee was silent.

:You can understand him, Sam?:

"I guess?" It was more of a question than an actual response, and Sam shrugged. "Couldn't make heads or tails of what he was saying a bit ago, but now it's just kind of what seems to make the most sense? I have no idea, actually. This is confusing enough already, Bee, let's not question my skills."

:Oh, I think they need questioned, but I agree that it should be saved for another time.: Bee responded in a dry tone, and Sam could feel Bumblebee's frame shake almost imperceptibly as he started to laugh.

Bumblebee beeped and booped a few times, speeding up and pulling in front of Bulkhead to cut him off in a playful manner, while Bee sped up to try to keep even with the mech his Charge was sitting inside of. Bulkhead had to slow down considerably, and Ratchet, who was behind him, honked angrily.

"He says he has a Charge, too." Sam translated for Bee, "I think he might be talking about the one who Ratchet mentioned earlier, the Raf. He also wants to know if you're talking to any others of his group, and if you've contacted base yet."

:I'm talking to your Optimus Prime, and yes, I have contacted my Optimus.: Bee responded immediately, :He and my Ratchet are aware of the situation at least somewhat, though explanations will still have to be made.:

"What about Ironhide?" Sam asked, glancing out the window at his Guardian.

:Ironhide will be coming later on with Will. We've all decided he need not be informed, yet.:

Bee sounded mischievous, and Sam couldn't help but laugh. Ironhide would have a spark attack when he found out there were two Ratchets waiting for him on base. Today was supposed to be Ironhide's checkup day, too. Sam half wondered if the red and white Ratchet was as bad tempered as his own, whether he threw wrenches, or on one memorable day, actually went far enough to tackle his patients when they didn't stay still for him.

The rest of the ride to base was rather uneventful, Sam talking to Bumblebee with his Bee jumping in every now and then, when Sam would have to translate whatever it was that Bumblebee had said. It was getting easier and easier to understand whatever Bumblebee was saying the more they talked, and Sam wasn't going to question it. Bumblebee's own Charge, Raf, could apparently just understand him immediately while the other humans rarely could, so it wasn't like it was that unusual. He supposed he was just in tune with all things Bumblebee, though ironically enough he hated Earth's little insect bumblebees.

When they pulled up Optimus and Ratchet were already waiting outside, a standard military jeep beside them with top put back, Epps and Fig sitting inside of it. Optimus Prime immediately pulled up in front of Optimus, transforming, and the two began to look the other over. The red and white Ratchet did the same, stopping in front of his apparent counterpart, only they looked worlds different. The only thing similar between the two was the height, the fact that both their alt modes were ambulances, and the default expression on their faces, curious but carefully guarded after so long at war. Bumblebee and Bee pulled up side by side, and once Sam climbed out of Bumblebee, transformed, standing side by side just behind the teen.

Bulkhead and Arcee pulled up and transformed, both walking over to the jeep to examine the two organics inside, but neither they nor Bumblebee said a word. All three were respectfully silent as their Optimus Prime and Ratchet studied their counterparts. Finally, after a couple minutes of studying Optimus, Optimus Prime took a step back, gaze thoughtful as he looked around at the assembled group. This signaled the red and white Ratchet's own studying to stop, stepping back beside his Prime.

"The boy was right," Optimus Prime said finally, directing his statement to Optimus. "The only real difference between us, physically, is our legs. This is stranger than I had anticipated."

"Indeed." Optimus agreed, tilting his helm in acknowledgement of that fact. Bee had done his best to explain the situation, but there was no real way for a mech to prepare himself for meeting a counterpart from an alternate dimension. "I believe introductions are still in order, however."

"They would not be amiss. I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots and bearer of the Matrix." He gestured to Bumblebee, Bee taking a step to the side just in case Epps and Fig hadn't figured out who was who yet. "This is Bumblebee, our young scout. His vocalizer was damaged early on; do not be surprised if you have trouble understanding him. He is the Guardian of Rafael Esquivel."

Bumblebee beeped happily in greeting, giving a little wave.

"Then there is Arcee, one of the best femme warriors I have had the honor of fighting beside. She is the Guardian of Jack Darby."

Arcee crossed her arms over her chassis, an optic ridge raised even as she nodded curtly.

"Ratchet, our own great Medic."

The red and white Medic just nodded, glancing down at the humans with a face his own team well recognized. He'd thought Jack, Miko, Raf, Jack's mother, and Agent Fowler had been enough to deal with. Now there was even more.

"And finally, Bulkhead, his Charge being Miko Nakadai."

"Yo," Bulkhead greeted with a grin.

Optimus nodded at each of them in turn, "It is an honor, and quite the unique experience, to be able to meet all of you. I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobot contingency on Earth. This is our Bum-"

"Sorry to cut you off, big guy, but let's just go with Bee for him, yeah?" Sam asked, "It's going to get confusing saying Bumblebee and Bumblebee."

"Very true, Samuel." Optimus replied, "Then, please, just refer to me as Optimus. That is Bee, our own Scout, Guardian to the human standing in front of him. His vocalizer was also damaged, though Ratchet has managed to repair it to some extent. Otherwise he uses the radio or comm channels."

"Hello, my honey! Hello, my baby! Hello, my ragtime gal!" Bee played through his speakers.

"Ratchet, our Chief Medical Officer. I am not sure what he would prefer to be called."

"Just call 'im the Hatchet! He loves it." Epps smirked from his place in the jeep.

Ratchet growled, "And I'll be calling you in for a checkup, Robert. Ratch will be fine, if we must differentiate."

"We also have Ironhide," Optimus said, "But he is not here at the moment. He will be arriving later on with his Charge, and maybe even another human."

"More humans?" Ratchet groaned, Bumblebee booping in laughter as Optimus Prime shot his medic a look.

"We do have an Arcee, but she is not on Earth with us." Optimus continued, "We do not have a Bulkhead."

"Scrap, I was actually kinda hopin' for another me…" Bulkhead frowned a bit.

"Then there are our humans. First is the one standing with Bee and Bumblebee, Samuel James Witwicky, Charge of Bee, and defeater of Megatron. We'll get into that more later, as I am sure you have your own Megatron to deal with. He prefers just Sam." Optimus glanced at his counterpart, and Optimus Prime nodded to confirm that even as he and his 'bots stared down at Sam in shock. Sam tried not to fidget, edging closer to his Guardian. "Next is Technical Sergeant Robert Epps, prefers to be called Epps."

Epps saluted the newcomers, "It's nice to meet all of you, but I have to say I am getting really tired of all this crazy alien stuff. Is there any more surprises?"

"Hopefully not, Robert." Optimus replied with some amusement, "Then there is Jorge Figueroa, Technical Officer, and we all call him Fig."

"Hola!" Fig greeted, waving at them, only to get elbowed in the side by Epps for his Spanish usage, even if it was just hello.

"Captain William Lennox will be the one coming with Ironhide," Optimus continued, ignoring the squabbling soldiers in the jeep. "Ironhide may pick up Mikaela Banes as well, Sam's Sparkmate in human terms."

"Pleasure to meet all of you," Optimus Prime said, though his gaze was focused on Sam. "Now you were saying that this human managed to kill Megatron?"

Sam groaned, "Honestly, it wasn't and still isn't that big of a deal! Optimus was the one who did all the work, I just shoved the Allspark cube into his chest, and that was what killed him. It could have just as easily been anyone else."

"Yes, but you were always fated to do so, Samuel." Optimus replied.

"Gah!" Sam tossed his hands in the air, "Can't we just chalk it all up to coincidence instead?"

"Fated?" Ratchet echoed, shuttering his optics as he glanced down at Sam. "How was an organic fated to kill Megatron? Was your Megatron exceedingly weak? No offense to you, of course, Samuel."

"None taken," Sam muttered, torn between somewhat insulted and happy that the red and white Medic wasn't just taking it at face value and putting him in a position of high respect like Sam's own 'bots had done.

Optimus shook his head, explaining how he decided to send the Allspark cube off of Cybertron to keep it out of Megatron's servos, only for the Decepticon leader to give chase. The cube landed on Earth, Megatron following it and landing in the Arctic. Cybertronians could easily survive the subzero temperatures of space, and they had figured out that Megatron's scorching hot entry through Earth's atmosphere and instantly made him melt the ice on impact, creating water that instantly chilled him and got into all his crevices, effectively freezing him and trapping him. Then how Sam's ancestor, Archibald Witwicky, had found Megatron on an expedition to the arctic circle, accidentally managing to activate the Decepticon's navigation system, which then imprinted the coordinates of the Allspark on to the man's glasses, and effectively drove him insane. How Sector Seven was formed to study Megatron and keep him a secret, and that was where all of Earth's technology had come from, being slowly recreated from the Decepticon.

Including how, years later once both the Autobots and Decepticons had located Earth and pinpointed it as the planet the Allspark cube had landed on, Sam had created an ebay page under the name of LadiesMan217 to sell the very glasses that the coordinates had been imprinted on. Sam buying Bee when the Scout placed himself in Bobby Bolivia's auto shop and petting zoo, though Optimus didn't include that Bee had gone as far as breaking the windows in all the other cars to get Sam to buy him.

Then it was just a short explanation of having Barricade, a Decepticon, target Sam to get the glasses, finally making Bee truly reveal what he was to both Sam and the girl who had gotten mixed in on accident, Mikaela. The race to Sam's house to find the glasses, only for Sector Seven to come in and grab both Sam and Mikaela before they could get them. The Autobots stopping Sector Seven, only for backup to arrive and for them to lose Bee, Sam, and Mikaela to the human government group for a bit. There was Sam realizing that Megatron and the Allspark cube were both in the same place, and that when one of the Decepticons cut the power, Megatron's cryogenic freeze was stopped, letting him begin to thaw out of the frozen state he had been kept in. Then there was the race to Mission City with the Allspark to keep it as far away from Megatron as possible. And, finally, the entire battle of Mission City, including Sam's fall off the tall building and his shoving the Allspark cube into Megatron's open chassis, directly into his spark.

Optimus Prime, Arcee, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, and Ratchet all listened in silence until Optimus finally finished telling his story. At the end of it Bumblebee let out a long boop.

"He says wow," Sam translated without even thinking, several sets of optics and two sets of organic eyes focusing on him immediately.

"You can understand him too?" Optimus Prime asked, looking at the organic curiously. "The only other human that can is his Charge, Raf."

Sam shrugged helplessly, "Couldn't at first, and now I can."

"You're just turning into a regular beekeeper, eh, Sammie?" Epps teased. Sam tossed the older man a glare, but he couldn't do much to argue it. Bee and Bumblebee were standing behind him, and it already seemed like Bumblebee was willing to take him on, and quite happily at that since Sam could understand him for whatever reason. And Bee didn't seem to mind putting up with his counterpart.

Megatron snarled, kicking at a few innocent rust colored rocks that happened to be in his way in his anger.

An Energon deposit had been located through scans, and a ground-bridge had hastily been opened. Megatron himself had been the first to go through to see if any of those disgusting Autobots were already lurking about, and some of his mechs were supposed to follow him. He didn't know what had gone wrong, but he just knew something had gone badly. He didn't recognize his surroundings at all, and even an hour later there was no other ground-bridge formed to let other Decepticons through. A scan of his own couldn't pick up any Energon signal, either.

He had no way of knowing that the exact moment his ground-bridge had been opened and he had gone to step through, the Autobots had opened theirs and were going to step through it to the same exact location. The two bridges interfered with each other, sending Megatron and the Autobots to an alternate dimension. But Megatron knew none of this yet; he only knew he was not where he was supposed to be.

Megatron ran another scan, still not finding any Energon deposits, though an interesting blip of a Decepticon signal did show up, and Megatron looked to the sky. He spotted an F-22 Raptor, an alt mode he didn't recognize, but his scans would never lie to him. Megatron's optics narrowed, but he waited to see which one of his Decepticons would turn up.