Reunited

Chapter 8

Arcee's POV

I smile as I walk out of Bee's office. I'm happy that he's at least getting along with one family members. My creators haven't returned yet. They were over 100 million light years away so they won't be back for a while. I go upstairs to where we keep food, and rooms and stuff like that. Basically, the living quarters of the police station. I was planning on surprising Bee tonight with something but, his brother came before I could even get the chance to bring it up. It's too early to physically notice but, about a week before we met his creators, we bonded. We didn't realize that while doing that though, I got sparked. So, we're going to have a sparkling. He just doesn't know yet. I mean, he would, if the results didn't come in so late. It takes so long with Cybertronians, it's kind of stupid but, on the bright side, I'm sparked at all. I enter the kitchen area and make us all grilled energon sandwiches (cause creativity sucks, am I right?). I return to Bumblebee's office to hear the sound of two mechs laughing. I wonder what's so funny... I walk in and they both look up at me. Bee smiles.
"Thanks Cee. Really." He says. Wasp looks in his direction with a look of amusement.
"Cee, eh? That's what her nickname is. Cute." He says. Bumblebee gives him a playful death glare and I just sit down and hand out the food. Wasp says thanks and we all start eating.
"So," I start, "what was so funny when I entered?" Bumblebee gives Wasp a sly look and Wasp seems to be silently pleading for him not to say anything. Then Bee looks at me.
"He thinks you're cute." He says in a lovey voice. Wasp slaps him. I just roll my optics.
"Thanks, but I'm taken." I say with a smile. He nods.
"Yeah, this hunk of gears beat me to ya." He says as he nudges Bee. He puts on a fake look of offence and starts pouting.
"Rude." He grumbles. We all laugh at that. Suddenly, a wrench goes flying in the room and misses Bee by a millimetre. His optics widen to their fullest point, which is quite big since his optics are so big in general.
"Ratchet?! What gives?!" He yells.
"Sorry, Bulkhead managed to dodge me!" He responds and just afterward you can hear a clang.
"Got him this time!" Ratchet calls. Wasp just nods.
"Okaaay..." He says. Bee and I just shake our helms.
"Oh, Ratchimo. How he loves his wrenches." Bumblebee says. Another wrench goes flying in the room.
"I heard that!" He says. Bumblebee rolls his optics.
"Your aim sucks! You missed!" He calls teasingly. Silence for a moment. And suddenly, another wrench comes flying in. And then another. And another.
"Take cover!" Wasp yells as we all hide under Bee's desk. One bounces off the wall and hits Bee in the helm.
"Ow!" He yells. Suddenly, the wrenches all stop. Ratchet walks in, collects his wrenches and growls,
"I said don't call me Ratchimo." Bumblebee nods so quickly his helm is like a little yellow and black blur. We all crawl out from underneath of Bee's desk and finish eating. Suddenly two bots enter the room and sigh. I turn to look at them and realize that Bee's creators are standing in the doorway. Well, time for me to prepare for the explosion... I go over to Ratchet.
"Hey, can Bee borrow your wrenches for a moment?" I ask. He looks at me skeptically.
"Why?" He asks. I sigh. I'm about to answer when we both hear yelling in the other room.
"That's why." I say as he hands me a few.

Bumblebee's POV

As I finish eating my dinner, the last two bots I'd like to see right now enter the room. I see Arcee get up and leave and Wasp's expression changes for the worst.

"What the frag is wrong with you guys?! First, you put him through hell as a sparkling by abandoning him, then you lie to me, then you think it's okay to just walk into his life like nothing ever happened and then you tell us we're brothers, and that you kept me but not him?! I can't even look at you guys right now!" He continues ranting on at them and I just sit there. I sit there, and I glare at them. They look in my direction and when my carrier sees the expression I'm giving them, she just breaks down. Which makes me slightly angrier since she's the one who hurt me, not the other way around. I clench my fists and I'm about to step into the argument when Arcee and Ratchet both come into the room with wrenches. I smile slightly, but then I remember why they brought them. I walk up to them and, for some reason, Arcee looks a bit surprised.

"What?" I ask flatly.

"Well, Wasp sounds so much like you. I thought for sure that that was you yelling at them, not him." She says. I look over at my younger brother and nod. He is a lot like me... I then proceed to snatch a wrench from Ratchet.

"Thanks by the way. This is quite helpful." I smirk before taking aim and hitting my sire directly on the back of his helm. Everybot stops what they're doing and the whole room goes silent. My sire just slowly turns around and looks at me, shock written all over his faceplate. He narrows his optics and I do the same. He's about to say something when I speak up first.

"There's a lot more where that came from." I growl and kind of storm out of the room. My frame is starting to heat up from some sort of anger overload but I just let the steam waft off. I go to the roof of the station and just sit there. I look up and I can see both of Cybertron's beautiful moons and all the bright little stars that dot the inky black sky. I spot one in particular that is shining much brighter than the others. As I stare at it, I suddenly start thinking about Optimus. Maybe that bright star is his.

"If only you were still here..." I mumble. As I sit there, staring up at the night sky, thinking about Optimus, I drift off into recharge with out even realizing it. And that night, I actually had a peaceful dream for once. No Megatron, no Lockdown. Just me, Raf, Arcee, Jack and Optimus.