TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

WASHINGTON DC

A/N: So I know it was implied Bush was the president in film one. But rather than portray him, I have created a fictional president for the purposes of this fic. :)

Also been working through the upcoming ROTF arc of this fic. And those of you who dislike that entry will be happy to hear that this is going through some serious changes. (and just rewatched some of it to intake some info I may or may not keep) Though for those who liked it, the basic ideas will still be there. I simply am modifying it to fit more in-line with Trevor's story and his version of events. Since as you well know by now, it's already vastly different from Sam's to begin with.

And speaking of ROTF, in this arc, expect an early re-introduction to a character from it. Yes, my version of Leo Spitz (also quite different from his ROTF version, a la Carly) So get ready for that. (Not this chapter though, gonna make you wait until the next one)

Thanks again to my great beta TFPKOFANGIRL, for her awesome work on this chapter as always! :D

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CHAPTER 45
Washington D.C.

Trevor slept soundly on the way to Washington DC, his light snoring filling the transport. The others were tied down by nets to keep them from moving, but Trevor himself was simply strapped in, alongside Will Lennox and Robert Epps, and being carefully scanned by either of his grandparents or his guardian once in a while. Nothing seemed to change, but all the same it went without saying they wanted to make sure it stayed that way, given how long the flight was. But when they finally did land, some miles off from DC in order to give the Autobots room to stretch, they were all visibly exhausted. Trevor had taken a seat upon Optimus's shoulder, head gently rested against the crook of his grandfather's shoulder as he fought to stay awake.

From Optimus's shoulder, he could see the city in the distance. It looked massive, but Trevor was, admittedly, itching to go into it and get a good look around. He knew that the Autobots could've waited a lifetime. It meant they'd be in their holoforms for most of the time, and that was of course, very restricting for them. "Ya know I can take Trevor for a bit if ye want a break OP," Jazz spoke up with a smirk. "You've been keeping a closer eye on 'im than any of us," He added.

Optimus peered over at Trevor, who barely seemed to take in the whole conversation. He simply smiled slightly, running a finger gently along his back as he shook his head. He didn't mind Trevor hitching a ride on in him in the least. In fact, he enjoyed having his grandson close to him for longer than usual a great deal. "Of course not," Optimus shook his head. "Trevor is giving me no trouble. As far as I'm concerned, he may sleep on me if he wishes," He added.

From the side, Lennox looked a little jealous, though Trevor couldn't blame him. Although Ironhide was his guardian, and had insisted on coming with them after the incident a month ago, he was not the type to give rides. Even to him, and God knew the two of them were closer these days. "You know we should head out soon," Lennox finally spoke up. "The president is expecting us to meet him at eleven and it's already ten in the morning," He added.

That clicked with Trevor silently, as he had forgotten that detail. It wasn't every day you meet the "leader of the free world" and he could already feel his muscles tensing. He was already just getting used to being in a big family, but this was another thing entirely, at least in his opinion. "Indeed, it would be best not to keep your president waiting," Optimus inclined his head. "Trevor, are you ready to move? Or do I need to help you into my cab?"

"Have to start waking up if I'm meeting the president," Trevor mused, trying to fight to keep awake. "I'm pretty sure given I'm your grandson my impression is gonna make a difference," He noted as Optimus gently picked him up and set him on the ground. "Unless you and Grandma want to handle that while Jazz and I do sightseeing?" He asked.