Just visiting 16

How long could a Cybertronian mourn?

Bumblebee wasn't sure but for him it felt already like eternity. And if he thought about the fact, how old Cybertronians could be he didn't want to imagine, how long it would continue.

Actually, he already should be over the loss a long time ago. After all, it was already so many years ago, almost a century. Why was it so hard for him just because one little, young man? Sam Witwicky, the secret savior of Cybertron, sacrificed himself and crashed to the ground.

I'm not gonna leave you!

Liar. Sam had been such a damned liar. And he was lower than lousy scrap, for he had pressed the Allspark into his hands and thus the fate of both worlds. And now he sat here, on the other end of town, staring into the distance of the stars. In the same direction in which lay the planet earth.

For him, the pain was in the beginning almost unbearable. He hadn't enough courage to go to Sam Witwickys funeral and the parents and Mikaela would have probably not allowed it anyway. He said so to himself, at least. When they were back on Cybertron Optimus Prime offered him a position in his top group, but he had refused. Alone to be near the Allspark fanned the strange feeling that he had because of this object. He thought that somehow everything was the fault of Allspark. And he didn't even know why.

Bumblebee sometimes wondered how Optimus could stand it to work in the vicinity of the Allspark. For he was always reminded whom he had failed to save. But rumors spread faster than wildfire and so it was soon clear to Bumblebee that even for Optimus it was just as terrible. For why should he let out his frustration and give Megatron the beating of a lifetime?

He has already determined a successor

Jazz, Ironhide and Ratchet come often to visit him when their time would allow it. And his. Bumblebee has worked as a constructor and helped re-build the cities that lay in ruins because of their war. Even if that was not his primary directive. It was something that distracted him. And when Jazz visited him, Bumblebee knew what it meant. Optimus Prime was in danger ... and Megatron somehow had to do something with it. But the facts were even more confusing and Jazz could not figure out Soundwaves behavior and what the frag was up with this, mission'-stuff? And then the surprising news.

Optimus and Megatron have built a protoform together

That was… weird to say at least. First they argued, then it seemed as if they would die and now this protoform! The latter was a very intimate act after all! The Spark of one joined over the Allspark with that of other to give the protoform life. And this was done only with the person you loved and trusted most. Since when was the relationship of these two so… so close?!

On this day the stars were beautiful. They glittered in the sky and gave their part to the quiet atmosphere. Most Cybertronians had left to their quarters or to go out with friends. Finally, there was only Bumblebee left. He stood on a hill in his favorite shape: the yellow Camaro. He had never given up this shape, not even the songs. A lot of songs he had saved and he heard them, when he felt sad or wanted to think about nothing.

He didn't even notice the figure which approached him slowly. Only when a hand was placed on his roof and stroked over it, he twitched.

Racing stripes ...

Bumblebee drove back with screeching tires and then transformed. Blue optics looked calm at him, before the ground seemed more interesting. A Cybertronian, bigger than himself, indeed, almost as big as Optimus Prime, stood before him. Still with this outstretched hand, he looked a little lost. He had extraordinary resemblance to Optimus, but there were parts of Megatron, too.

Hi! I ... I'm Spark Binder! Sorry if I scared you and really, if you want me to go, then I will. Because I don't want to disturb you, that's certainly not what I want, so ...

Bumblebee said nothing, even if he could. The only gift he had accepted by the Allspark was his voice. But the silence seemed to unsettle the other again. And though Bumblebee was smaller than the other it felt for him more like as if it were reversed.

I understand ... I know ... It is because I am Megatron's son, right? Excuse me ... I go, this is definitely better ... I just wanted to know if you are alright ... and ... oh forget it!

The other turned, and he muttered to himself. Sad face. Drooping shoulders. Bumblebee felt sorry for him. What did he even want for him? Spark Binder's form disappeared slowly… and suddenly it dawned on him that this Spark Binder spoke English with him. He jumped forward and grabbed the arm of another. This seemed to surprise him a little but now another emotion shone in his optics. Hope.

Why…Why did you talk to me? What is it that you want?

At the beginning Spark Binder looked as if he wanted to say something, but decided against it and looked up at the stars. Time seemed to stretch endlessly and Bumblebee felt a light despair in his Spark. He wanted answers… He didn't know why it was important…only that it was! Bumblebee tugged on Spark Binders arm and the other came out of his trance.

When there would be a…Sam Witwicky….would you, you know, recognize him?

Bumblebee let go of him and replied outraged that he would recognize him anytime. After all, he had watched him a long time and Sam Witwicky had become his friend. Spark Binder looked at him with bright shining optics and Bumblebees Spark threatened to jump out of him when he realized something.

Are you...? No, this is impossible!

Spark Binder had grinned. He had completely turned around to him and laid a hand on his shoulder.

Impossible, huh? I was also thinking that it would be impossible that an alien would disguise as my first car and pursue me later on the bike of my mother!

That was all he needed. Bumblebee threw his arms around the other as best he could to. Even if this was just an illusion, a trick ... He wanted, even only for a moment, the feeling of having Sam back. But somehow it felt right. The behavior, his rambling if he was nervous… It had to be right!

I told you that I'm not gonna leave you, right? And here I am…I was here the whole time!

In the world there was no stronger evidence than this sentence. That was the best proof that Sam was standing before him. Because only the two of them had heard this words. He tightened his embrace. He wasn't sure whether he would ever release Sam again. Bumblebee asked quietly why he was here, why he was now a Cybertronian.

Spark Binder, also known as Sam Witwicky, laughed happily. Bumblebee was sure he never heard something quite as beautiful.

You know, Megatron was just visiting when he said something really mean…

~ end ~


My, what a happy end. :D I hope you liked the last chapter of ,just visiting'.

Bumblebee suffered all these years but now he has his Sam back. ;)

At the beginning I never would have thought that all of you would like my story so much. I'm happy and relieved :D And ambitious to do my best in the sequel. :3

We have 13,476 hits, 40 favs and 56 alerts and I thank you so much for this feeling of happiness inside :)

My lovely reviewers Lucretzia, Marinelife37, ManziniLuvr483,

warriorsfan (Thank you~ Well, let me surprise you then :D What a strange question . I would think so, too. I mean you would be dead, right? really, I have no idea -.- We'll see about your last request;) )

MonkeyRead, Moonlight black rose,

Layjin ( Thank you :D Yes, in this story it's only Megatron as a father. Would seem a bit strange if he suddenly seduced Sam. And there is Optimus, too. He would get really, really, angry if Megatron tried something like that and then all of this "one shall stand, one shall fall"-crap happens all over again. We don't want that, do we? o.o)

smounged1989, Sipi3, SKIDDY, 1Timberwolf, Httw and Dagger Kitsune! Thank you for your encouraging words and critique! It's because of you that I go on writing :D

So I close my poll like I said. And the winner is:

Megs/Sam! (But like a ,couple' this time :D)

Nothing surprising there;) I write the story sometime next year, when I have enough time. Thanks vor the votes!

So, thanks for everything and I'll read from you hopefully in my reviews-section in my next story.

I wish you a Merry Christmas, may Santa Claus have many presents for you! Love and Peace for the world!

JuJill