Ok. For those of you that haven't had the pleasure of having a baby, believe me. It's one of the most painful, most exhausting, most terrifyingly AWESOME experiences you can go through. It's messy. It's chaotic. It's beautiful. My son looked like an alien when he was born. I kid you not. New born babies, when they first come out of you, don't look quite as cute as they do after they're all cleaned up. They haven't been breathing on their own very long, so they have a purplish tint, they are covered in birthing fluids, which looks like oatmeal and they tend to be really pissed when they come out so they have scrunched up little faces. However, after 9 months of emotional hell, swollen ankles, back aches and puking and 11 hours or more of pain and suffering, your just happy it's finally over. It gets better, trust me. I've decided to be nice and not go through the whole labor thing here... We're going to say Mikaela went into labor then popped out a baby without all the gory details.

Other note- Thank you all for your prayers regarding the fires in Southern California. We really need them. My other stories will continue when I'm back home and everything has calmed down. Until then, enjoy this little plot bunny that's been running around inside my head.

Chapter One- From metal to flesh

"Sam... Run... "

"I told you before... I'm not gonna leave you Bee"

"P...Please Sam...Save... Save yourself..."

Sam's heart was breaking. Good old Bee was still trying to save him, even as he lay in pieces on the floor. Faithful to the end. Those beautiful blue optics were dim and flickering as the Autobot struggled to stay online. With a sob, Sam threw his arms around Bee's face plate.

"Don't leave me Bee..."

Bumblebee dragged his arm across the ground, gently stroking his back with a finger tip, his voice weak and crackling as his system's shut down. "I...I'm sorry Sam..."

"I love you Bee..."

"Love...You...Too...Ssssssssssssaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmm"

Sorrow turned to panic as Bumblebee's optics flickered one last time and went dark, the soft hum that Sam had grown accustomed to slowly grinding to a halt and going silent as his fading spark dimmed and went out.

"Bee... Just hold on Bee... DON'T GO!"

"..."

"BEE!"

Sam jerked out of bed, his heart pounding. It took him only a moment to realize it had been a dream. He hung his head, letting his tears fall.

"Oh Sam..."

Mikaela wrapped her arms around him, holding him as he sobbed. It had been a year since Starscream had taken his Bee from him. It hurt every bit as much now as it had the day Ratchet had looked at the broken form that had once been so full of life and simply shook his head.

That had been the first time Sam had ever seen an Autobot cry. Watching tears of blue streak down the faces of Optimus Prime and Ratchet was scary enough. Watching Ironhide weep like a baby was terrifying. It had been a true testament to just how much Bee had touched the people in his life.

"I miss him Kaela..."

She nodded, tears of her own brimming. "I miss him too Sam..."

Unseen by human eyes, a glowing blue orb hovered nearby, watching in silence as he had since the moment his spark had left his body. He didn't look away from Sam and Mikaela as another blue orb shimmered into existence beside him.

"Ready to join the matrix yet?"

"I won't leave him."

"You always were stubborn as pit."

"I'm sorry Jazz... I don't mean to be."

"Oh don't give me that scrap. You wouldn't be the Bee we know and love if you weren't. That's why I talked Primus into letting you go back."

The smaller of the two orbs flared excitedly, practically bouncing up and down in mid air. "JAZZ! HOW? You said my body was destroyed..."

"It was. That's why we're going to put you in a new one."

"A new one?"

"Yep."

"Jazz your the best!"

"Aw, I love you too Bee."

-9 months later-

"Sam, I need more towels."

"..."

"SAM! Panic later. I need more towels."

Sam pulled his eyes away from the scene in front of him and the sounds of the woman he loved in pain and the hologram kneeling in front of her and ran for the linen closet, grabbing every towel in the entire house and hurrying back to Ratchet as his heart pounded in his chest. He hung his head as images of Bee, laying there in a puddle of energon filtered through his racing mind. Mikaela's screams tore through the house, snapping him from his daze.

Ratchet had braced her shins against his shoulders, his hands under her nightgown as he gently talked her through the birth of their child. Not for the first time, Sam was grateful for the giant alien robots that had changed his life 6 years ago. He jumped as a strong hand clasped his shoulder. A soft chuckle calmed him as he looked up into the strong faded blue eyes of Optimus Prime's hologram.

"Ratchet has been delivering sparklings longer then your race has existed Sam. Mikaela will be fine."

Sam nodded numbly as Optimus took the towels from him " Let us take care of things. Your place is by her side."

"Hold her hand kid."

Sam's eyes widened slighly when Ironhide's hologram appeared beside him and pushed him gently towards his wife.

-4 hours and lots of screaming later-

Sam stared in complete awe at the squirming, wailing baby that Ironhide was gently wiping clean. If he hadn't watched Ironhide interact with Will's daughters Annabelle and Claire, he wouldn't believe what he was seeing. The weapon's specialist was actually cooing, the biggest smile Sam had ever seen crossing his face as he tenderly wrapped the newborn in a blanket and reluctantly handed him to his mother. Ratchet smirked, gently helping him to his feet. Sam of course, had fainted dead away at just the right moment, missing the last part of the process.

"It's male Sam."

A boy. The baby was a boy. Struggling to form coherent words, Sam felt tears forming. "Boy... I have a son...Kaela..."

Mikaela laughed. "Yes Sam, we have a son. You can thank me later."

"So. Whatcha gonna name the runt?"

Mikaela looked at Sam and stated proudly. "Bumblebee."

Sam couldn't hold back the flood gate of emotion tearing through him.

As he fell asleep in Mikaela's arms, Bumblebee finally understood why Sam had been so obsessed with Mikaela's breasts...

Breasts were warm.