Title: When All Else Fails There Is Always Plan C

Author: Lady FoxFire

Pairing(s): none… yet

Rating: PG-13

Category(s): Transformers Movie 2007

Summary: #5 in the 'If Things Had Been Different' universe - The Autobots would do anything in their power to protect and care for Sam but what will they do when they face an enemy they can't not fight.

Disclaimer: A huge black robot a walked onto the stage. "For those of you who don't know me I am Ironhide, the Autobot weapon specialist. Since I am not in this fic this time since I am with Ratchet getting the upgrade needs so that I can play with Annabelle, it was decided that I would give the disclaimer. The person who wrote this fic does not own the Transformers universe nor does she make any money from her writing. And if you decide to sue her I'll have to introduce you to my cannons."

Bad Author Notes: Sorry this took so long to complete this fic but while writing a nightmare someone is having is easy, writing a scene in which you watch someone have a nightmare is hard to do.

"…not gonna get me! "…not gonna get me!" Sam panted in his sleep as if he was running either to someplace or away from someone.

Suddenly Sam seemed to freeze in place; he even held his breath.

Suddenly Sam stated in deadly calm as he replied to someone that existed in his nightmare, "I. Am. Never. Giving it to you."

And then as if a switch had be thrown Sam he sat straight up in his bed, his eyes wide with fear as the word "No!" escaped his lips.

His breath come out in short panicked pants as the nightmare released its hold on Sam.

"Fuck! Another damn dream," he said to himself as he ran a shaking hand through his sweat-dampened hair.

"Sam?" a voice said from near the doorway.

Turning towards the voice, Sam found a young man with dark hair and blond tips standing in front of the closed door.

Sam looked at the man in confusion before he realized who it was. "Bee?"

Bumblebee's hologram nodded his head as he walked over towards the bed. "Are you okay, Sam?"

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine," Sam said as he scooted towards the edge of the bed only to be stop as Bee sat down there.

"What was it about," Bee asked, his concern was evident in his voice and eyes.

"What was what about?" Sam asked as he looked down at his hands, avoiding Bee's eyes.

Bumblebee reached out and tipped Sam's head so he was forced to look at him. "The nightmare," Bee replied.

"Nightmare?" Sam replied as he moved his head so he was no longer looking at his guardian.

Bumblebee sigh. "Yeah nightmare. Like the other nightmares you've been having almost nightly for about a month," Bee replied. "The same nightmares that have to have you up most of the night watching TV until you fall back to sleep on the couch."

"Oh those nightmares," Sam replied as he plucked at a fuzz ball on the blanket as Bee waited patiently for him to continue. "They're mostly been about Mission City and when Sector Seven had captured you."

Bee nodded his head. "Captain Lennox said he was even having nightmares from what happened. He also said that the nightmares are something that will heal in time."

Sam snorted. "I know that Bee but that doesn't help right now." With a sigh Sam plopped back into bed. "Sometimes I dream about you when Sector Seven has you and when I get there they're take you appear like you were just a machine. You were still alive. You kept saying that everything was my fault."

"It wasn't your fault, Sam," Bee replied.

"But it is. If I hadn't posted those damn glasses on Ebay then the Decepticons would never have found me," Sam stated.

Bee shook his head. "They would have found you, Sam. Maybe not when they did but they would have found you; same as I did."

"Yeah but you would have found me first,"

Bee's hologram shrugged its shoulders. "Maybe. Maybe not. None of that really matters. What matters is the here and now; not the what if and could have beens."

"Try telling that to my mind," Sam grumbled as he looked up at Bee from where he lay.

"I'm pretty sure your mind has to figure that out on it's own," Bumblebee replied, "or at least that's what Captain Lennox implied."

"It is," Sam sighed wearily. "It just doesn't help with the here and now."

Bumblebee looked down at Sam before his hologram shimmered for a moment only to reform into bare chested Bumblebee wearing only a pair of black boxers with yellow strips down the side.

Sitting up suddenly, Sam stared his guardian in confusion as Bee stood up and grabbed hold of the blankets on the bed.

"Bee?" Sam said as Bumblebee climbed into the bed. "What are you doing?"

"Going into recharging," Bee answered as he settled into the bed.

Sam opened his mouth. Closed. Opened. Closed. "But this is my bed!"

"Yeap," Bee said as he snuggled down under the blankets.

Sam sputtered for a moment for he was finally able to say again, "But this is my bed."

Bee simply smiled as he grabbed hold of Sam and dragged him down so that he was next to him. "Go to sleep, Sam," he said as he held the former human close to him, protectively.

"But it's my bed," Sam said softly as he allowed Bee's to hold him and protect him.

"I know," Bee chuckled as he closed his human like eyes.

Shortly afterwards Sam followed Bumblebee into the arms of Morpheus.