/Yeah I'll get the mod...thingy mabobber?...but I wanna wait until Opt and Lita get back/ Bumblebee warbled to the medic.

"Altight Bee I'll do it when your throat is healed enough, it should be by the time Optimus and Elita get back" Ratchet chuckled patting Bumblebee's helm.

"Now rest please" Ratchet said leaving the room letting the sparkling fall into recharge.

"Hey Ratchet Bee recharging now?" Sideswipe asked the medic that came out of the sparklings room.

"Yes twins he is, you can play with him later" Ratchet scoffed walking around the twins.

"Oh yeah, we know we just wanted to make sure he was alright" The twins chuckled following Ratchet down the hallway.

Bumblebee sighed as he heard the voices and footsteps fade down the hallway, Bumblebee knew his body weakened over the time he spent out, instead of resting like he should have, he pushed himself into a sitting position and slid down off his berth falling on his aft.

Bumblebee clicked and knew right away that was a bad idea, he was to tired and weak to run around now, this only being day 3 of recovery, he tried to pull himself up but did not succeed.

Bumblebee didn't know that Prowl was watching from his doorway and jumped when Prowl spoke.

"I think you need some help there" Prowl said walking up to, Bumblebee who sat on the ground.

/Yeah.../ Bumblebee gave a robotic sigh as he was lifted back onto his berth.

"You know you should be recharging, and not getting up to sneak past Ratchet, you need to recover" Prowl scolded, gently placing Bumblebee back on the berth.

/I know... but I don't like recharging and lying around, it's boring and not very helpful to you guys/ Bumblebee spilt his complaints to the officer.

"Bumblebee, you shouldn't be worrying about throwing yourself into the war effort, to be honest we shouldn't allow you into battle period, you are a fragile sparkling, and very vulnerable" Prowl shook his helm at the young scout the sat infront of him.

/I know I'm still a sparkling you don't have to remind me/ Bumblebee rolled his optics at the caring officer.

"Bumblebee what is the motive that keeps getting you hurt?" Prowl asked not expecting Bumblebee to no what motive ment.

/...I just wanna help end the war, like Opt/ Bumblebee sighed lying down staring at the ceiling.

Prowl sighed staring at the wall behind him, he knew Bumblebee wanted to be just like Optimus, being the son of the leader of the Autobots wasn't an easy task, being painted the main target for the decepticons, to many dangers for one small sparkling to be out and fighting a war.

"Couldn't you have chose to join the war when you got a little older then 2..." Prowl joked with the tiny sparkling, even though it wasn't really a joke.

/3!/ Bumblebee warbled.

"Ok 3 same thing, now get some rest, recovery is what you need" Prowl chuckled leaving the sparkling to recharge.

Midnight

Bumblebee voilently shot out of recharge, frantically looking around to see was in a pitch black room all alone, Bumblebee's fear inside of him was building up, he needed to know he was safe.

Arcee woke to a small stress in her spark, Arcee knew it wasnt any of her sisters she easily traced it back to her nephew, Arcee sighed tiredly got up and ended up walking down the dark empty hallways into a certain distressed sparklings room.

Bumblebee squeaked and let out a cry when a hand touched his back unexpectedly.

"Hey sweetie are you ok?" Arcee cooed softly as she walked into Bumblebee's line of sight.

/Cee, where Opt and Lita!/ Bumblebee cried jumping into Arcee's arms ignoring the searing pain from his leap.

"They are out working, they're fine Bee, what's the matter?" Arcee cooed rubbing the back of Bumblebee's helm.

/They were at Tyger pax, n Megtron took my voice, n then Opt n Lita try help me, and Megtron killed them!/ Bumblebee cried and coughed energon.

"Shh Bumblebee that's not going to happen, lets go find Ratchet to fix your throat" Arcee reassured as she walked to the med bay.

"The last time a femme came to with screaming sparkling was about three years ago, but this time it's the same sparkling, different femme" Ratchet said as he gesturred for Arcee to come in the med bay.

"Ha ha Ratchet, Bee's had a bad dream" Arcee said handing the sore crying sparkling to Ratchet.

"Give me a second" Ratchet said wiping Bumblebee's tears away.

Bumblebee easily calmed down as Ratchet soothed him into recharge with ease.

"So what did he tell you?" Ratchet asked turning to Arcee.

"Bumblebee was in Tyger pax after Megatron ripped out his voice and Optimus and Elita were there this time, Megatron slaughtered them infront of Bee and that's when he woke.

"Alright well the good news is Optimus and Elita are comming back tomorrow, they can talk with him about that" Ratchet sighed.

"Ok well that's good so what do we do with him tonight?" Arcee asked leaningbagainst a wall.

"I suggest you take him for the rest of tonight" Ratchet said handing the tired femme the sparkling.

Morning

"So he had this dream last night?" Optimus questioned the old medic that was curently adjusting Bumblebee's soon to be voice modulator.

"Yes and randomly waking, getting no recharge, which is expanding his recovery time" Ratchet shook his helm.

"How can we help with that?" Elita spoke from where she stood beside Optimus.

"I suggest keeping out of the field for a while even after he recovers ful..."

"Done!" Elita answered quickly with no second thoughts or opinions.

"Ok... good, and keep him with you at night, after all he is still at a very young age" Ratchet said looking to Optimus.

"We will" Optimus sighed, knowing he shouldn't have even had the thought of throwing him in training and into battle.