TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

CHANGING TIMES

A/N: Surprise! A little early a return? Maybe, but lately my muse for this has been going crazy so I digress. Sadly, no Christmas chapter, I've lost my idea for that somehow.

Three fics does mean I will be updating a little less for each fic. But I personally feel it's better to keep all three going and update each when I feel the muse for them, rather than continue to put things on hold. Hope you guys will be okay with my new way of handling things. But hopefully this will cut down on canceling or hiatusing fics, and allow my muse to run free. :)

Thanks as always to my amazing beta, TFPKOFANGIRL for her work on this chapter!

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CHAPTER 44
Changing Times

Christmas came and went without much activity whatsoever. And for his part, Trevor was thankful for it, after what had gone down with Barricade, he needed the break, desperately. Things didn't calm down much though, not as long as there were Decepticons around. And what was more, the Autobots plans to bring NEST stateside were only growing in speed. Though Optimus and Elita had needed to go to London on their own due to his recovery, they promised Trevor he was coming on the next trip. One to what could possibly be there new main base of operations, namely: Washington DC. The trip was scheduled for sometime in the next week, and in general he could barely contain his excitement, never having had the chance to go there in his young life.

What's more, the Witwicky's had been given their guardian, a young mech named Jolt. Which meant Jazz hadn't had to leave either, and had been officially assigned at Trevor's guardian. That had practically had the sixteen year old bouncing up and down like a five year old in response. But on the converse side of the whole situation, Trevor and Jazz had gotten into a few more pranks with the twins, and got into trouble as a result. It hadn't been anything too bad, and the punishment hadn't been too bad though, so he could handle this easily.

Bumblebee himself had gotten slightly busy over the last month as well. Trevor didn't know all about it, but he did know that he was getting more involved in training the recruits. The other part, though Bumblebee had refused to tell him, he was dealing with his biological father at the same time. It was at this point that he really wish that Michael Field would drop dead, as it had been a month of this, but there was nothing they could do for the moment. And that was something the Autobot scout hated, especially because the fact he was so far away from Trevor meant he was doing nothing illegal. Which meant they couldn't legally do anything to him and it sucked.

Yet life went on all the same, and what hadn't killed Trevor during the Barricade situation had, indeed, made him stronger. Maybe it was because he had encountered even more first hand just how bad the Decepticons were. He had seen them murder his parents, that much was certain. But now he had experienced first-hand that they could, and would torture/possibly kill anyone they could get their hands on, even including a child. It reaffirmed him more that the Decepticons needed to be stopped, and even moreso, really hammered home what his family was doing more than ever before.

It was for this reason that Trevor began to push himself harder in his training with Ironhide. He'd stopped his complaining, dropped his annoyance and began to push himself even beyond his training. Every so often, during the month, Ironhide would walk by Trevor's room to - (see) him forcing himself to exercise further, and push himself harder. To make himself a better fighter, and someone that could, and would be ready for the Decepticons the next time that they decided to rear their ugly heads. And for all they knew, it could have been any day now that, that happened.

And then there were nights like these, where Trevor would go into the training room alone. At least, after most of the others were busy with other things. Here, he'd develop his fighting style and his moves. He hadn't quite done much with it yet, after all, it had only been a month since the Barricade incident. But he could feel himself getting stronger, and faster every day. But tonight, he could also feel his body growing exhausted, sweat pouring down his face slowly. "I believe it's time that you took a break for the day," Trevor jumped, turning to find that Optimus had entered the training room. "Your energy levels suggest exhaustion," He explained.