TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

MEETING THE "FATHER"

A/N: So after much debate, I have decided to let a certain character appear in this story after all.

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CHAPTER 28
Meeting The "Father"

Trevor was out with Bumblebee when he saw Michael Field for the first time in eleven years.

At first, when he'd seen a man that looked like what he remembered of him across the street, he thought he was losing his mind. Why would his "father" be in Tranquility? He no longer lived there, his mom and Joseph were gone, so why would he be there? And so he went about his life, and approached the nearby hot dog stand without giving it a second thought. He'd just gotten his hot dog when the hand grabbed his arm. "Hey there," He heard a voice whisper into his ear as Trevor immediately searched for Bumblebee. "Don't make a sound, Trevor. Your guardian is preoccupied on his phone," Trevor knew that meant Bumblebee was on his comm.

Trevor half expected Barricade as he turned around to face the person. But instead, he did indeed see his father, his eyes widened, and he tried his best to tug away. But the man kept his grip tight on his arm, tugging him along. "Let me go," Trevor hissed. "I have a restraining order against you."

That's how I knew I had to get to you fast, and try to talk sense into you." Michael's green eyes stared around slowly as he led Trevor through the small park in Tranquility that he and Bumblebee had gone to. "Your mom and Joseph die, and I don't get any calls. No warning. The next thing I know is that I'm getting slapped in the face with a potential restraining order." He then added. "You should come live with me, period. And tell that... That imposter to get lost."

"You signed your rights away," Trevor spat.

"I didn't have a choice," Michael snapped. "He had no right taking you, and neither did that guy, whoever he is. You're my son, I had a right to you," He stated, pushing Trevor up against a tree. "But I didn't get any of that because I was an ex-felon. Instead, I just got told "oh, sorry, you're no longer a dad"," Trevor winced slightly. "Well that's changing, it's changing big time."

"My dad will not put up with that," Trevor muttered. "He knows what you did to mom and I."

"You told?"

"I'm not afraid of you," Trevor breathed out. "I'm never going to be anymore. And if you knew who my dad was? You'd know why."

Michael stared at his son, his eyes narrowed, and he tried to keep his cool. Trevor was relieved at the fact that he hadn't hit him yet. After a moment, however, he was surprised to find Michael's hand wrapped around his neck. "Stop calling him your dad!" Michael snapped, his voice changing to something as dark as he remembered. "Whoever the hell that man is, he is not your father! I AM! I was there at the hospital when you were born. I was the one that changed your diapers!"

Trevor tried to get a response out, but the grip on his throat only tightened. He tried to throw hard punches at him, but Trevor now remembered just how big and strong Michael was. He felt relief when he finally let go, heaving out his breath as best as he could. "Yeah, you're a father of the year," Trevor choked. "You're just going right back to hurting me."

Michael looked angry at that, really angry. A fact which made Trevor brace himself for whatever punch he was going to land. That was always his answer when he was angry, after all. Trevor may have been young, but even he knew that it was true. "You don't scold me, Trevor," Michael snapped. "You're my son, I'm not YOURS!"

But before the fist he threw could connect a hand had gripped his wrist hard. Michael yelped as Bumblebee's holoform met him with a cold glare, his electric blue eyes flashing. "Actually, he's my son," Bumblebee told him bluntly. "And I don't appreciate you putting your hands on him like that," He added rather bluntly.