"Sam!"
Pain.
Gun shots.
Blurry shadows...
"Hold your fire!"
"Sam!!"
So much pain...
Sam couldn't move...he couldn't see...
"Mikaela, stay back!"
'...Mikaela...' Sam lingered on the brink of consciousness.
"Fuck! Do something! Ratchet!"
"Sam! Sam!"
"Sammy!"
Numbness...
"We got a weak pulse!"
"Get off! I have to see my kid!"
'...dad...'
"Sammy!!"
'...mom...'
"Mikaela..."
"Ratchet...please... save him!"
"Get back! All of you...back!"
Sam sensed the surrounding presence disperse at the Autobot medic's command.
He could barely make out the sensation of the giant fingers sliding beneath his head.
"Samuel...don-" The rest of Ratchet's words grew muffled as Sam slipped further away.
No...he couldn't go! Not now, not like this!
"-isten to my voice!"
Mikaela?
"I love you, and I need you! Please, please come back to me!" a chocked sob, "I love you..."
If Sam could, his eyes would water at her words.
'...I...I love you too...' Sam thought desperately, as he felt his life slip further and further away, '...and mom...and dad...and Mojo...and Frankie...I love you...' his heart slowed even more.
"Samuel!" Ratchet's voice called out.
Ratchet...
The Autobots...
Optimus...
'I'm sorry Optimus...' Sam thought as the last of his life drained from him, '...I'm so...so... sorry...'
And just like that, Sam Witwicky's soul left the Earthly plane.
Darkness.
That's all that Sam was met with.
No angels, no clouds, no Heaven...there wasn't even the infamous bright light at the end of the tunnel.
Maybe he was in...Hell?
No...no that's not right. Hell stunk of sulfur and was unbearably hot and loud with the screams of the eternally condemned.
The only sounds he heard was...beeping?
Beeping...
Was he in the hospital? A medical wing?
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Of This Life and the Next
FanfictionSam dies during the battle of Egypt, but...he doesn't wake up. There's no Primes, no walking among the Matrix...there's not even the infamous bright light at the end of the tunnel...just the brief darkness of death. And then...he was back! But somet...
