It's been two years since the Mission City attack and guess what? I'm scared. Yes, Transformers Revenge of the Fallen has already started to happen. I'm not excited, I told you I'm scared of what's going to happen, what if I mess up and everything goes haywire?

Since I've last talked to you we've moved base to Diego Garcia and the other Autobots have settled in. Optimus informed them of what I know and now Mudflap and Skids try to get me to tell them what they do in the future....I couldn't tell them exactly.

I've been thinking about how I'm going to let all of this play out because I didn't want to change too much of this movie. I'm actually thinking of letting all of it play out as its supposed to....what do you think?

The Shanghai sighting was just a couple days ago and everyone was sent out, of course Will and Ironhide told me to stay at home, but I decided to do something else.....

"Come on, let's go! All hands on deck! Frankie, Mojo, out! Come on, kiddo, we're on a schedule." Ron called out as he came out of the house, I watched Frankie and Mojo run outside since I was leaning against the door frame.

"Slow down, Dad. Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me, huh? Did you rent the room out?" Sam asked Ron as they carried boxes and bags out of the house.

"No, I got other ideas for your room and it rhymes with home theater." I laughed with Ron.

"I'm totally using that theater!" I called out to them. Sam glared at me while Ron nodded his head at me with a smile.

I walk inside wanting to help them pack with Sam behind me when I heard sobs from Judy.

"Oh, no..." I murmured before walking quickly over to the boxes by the table.

"Look what I found. It's your little baby booties." Judy tells Sam when he appears in the doorway.

"Aw, Ma." He sighs as he looks at her before hugging her. Only does he know, he just trapped himself.

"My little baby bootie boy. You can't go." Judy hugs him until his face is squished together and starting to turn red.

Ron walked into the room, looking at the boxes then up at me as I tapped the table. I smiled and pointed over at Sam's predicament.

"You see this, Dad, this is how you're supposed to react when the fruit of your loins goes out into the cruel world to fend for himself, okay?" Sam tells Ron from the bear trap you call Judy's arms.

I start laughing at him because I loved this part of the movie, but seeing it in real life just makes it better.

"Yeah, my heart bleeds for you, pal. College. Bummer." Ron tells him before going to pick up more boxes.

"You have to come home. Every. Holiday. Not just big ones. You have to come home for Halloween."

"Well I can't come home for Halloween, Mom."

"Well, then we'll come to you."

"You're not coming."

"We'll dress up-"

"No, we're not going anywhere." Ron fitted it.

"We'll be in costumes, you'll never know it's us."

"You can't do that, Ma."

I was watching them like a tennis match until I remembered what happens after this. I frown and I stared wide eyed at Ron before closing my eyes quickly.

"Sam, your going to be scarred for life if you don't close your eyes." I called to him. I was, of course, ignored. Come on, people, it's Sam. Since when is he smart enough to listen to what people tell him?

"Would you let the kid breathe, for crying out loud? Come on, go pack. There's no way you're packed for a month-long trip. Come on, chop, chop! Let's go. March, young lady." I heard the smack and made a grossed out face, it was bad enough witnessing that on screen, I do not need to see it now.

"Ooh. Oh, Dad." I heard Sam say.

"I told you." I mumbled.

"I love it when you call me young lady, you dirty old man."

"Eh, you ain't seen nothing yet."

Mental scream, EW! STOP!

"Dad, Dad, Dad, whoa!"

"What?" I opened my eyes again to see Ron shake his head.

"I'm watching what you're doing, Dad. It's not a rap video."

"It's like a coach thing." I scrunched my face up before walking to the couch where Mojo and Frankie just hopped onto it.

"Run, Frankie." I hissed at him. He's a dog, he didn't listen. Go figure.

"Look. You, you, your, ah... your mother and me are really, really proud of you. I mean, you're the first Witwicky ever to go to college-"

"Now I'm crying again! This sucks!" We heard Judy yell from upstairs.

"You're gonna be okay, Ma." Sam reassured her.

"You know, it's just going to be, you know, hard for her to accept that her boy's all grown up, you know, going out to handle the world on his own." Aw! Was Ron getting teary eyed?

"You okay, pop?"

"Yeah." I looked behind me to see Frankie trying to get away from the monster known as Mojo. "Mojo, no dominating Frankie! Get the hell off the couch, you filthy beasts! You'll see a lot of that in college, too." Poor Frankie.

"What are you talking about, Dad?" Agaaaain with the stupid questions! I followed them outside where Ron had to explain to Sam that there will be girls and boys in college.

"There's gonna be a lot of women there."

"Yeah, well, I'm a one-woman kind of guy." Sam shrugged.

"Look, Mikaela's the greatest, but you gotta give each other room to grow, okay? You're no different than any other couple your age."

"Except we discovered an alien race together."

"Hah! How long you gonna be riding that scooter?"

"Ask Ellie, she probably knows!" They looked at me.

"Oh, I know, I'm just not telling you." I told them leaning against the house.

Sam phone started ringing. Mikaela. Wanting to break up. It makes me think what would've happened if they did break up? How different would ROTF be?

"Dad, listen, I know what the odds are. We're the exception, okay? Wait a second. Oh, who could that be?" He waved the phone at Ron.

"In two weeks, it could be Muffy." I just shake my head before heading towards the garage.

"Hey, beautiful." I heard Sam greet before he disappeared into the house.

I walked to the garage before opening the door and stepping in. "Bumblebee?" I whisper. He flashed his headlights at me telling me he's listening, though it blinded me for a second. "Okay, listen, Sam is going to call for your help in a bit and I need you to try not destroying half of the house, okay?" I asked him. Only then did I find that what I'm doing in pointless. He flashed his headlights again anyway.

I nod before walking out and in time to see Sam climbing out of his window with sparks and bullets flying out after him.

"What is all the racket? Sam?" Ron asks coming around the house. I ran to the other side of the shed for cover.

"Dad!" Sam yells while jumping down.

I flinch when Ron face plants the grass, though I doubt he felt, nor cared about it since he was being shot at.

"BUMBLEBEE!" Sam yells. I back up as Bumblebee breaks through the garage doors and starts shooting everything he sees move. It was awesome to tell you the truth.

Judy comes running out of the house screaming before banging her head on the low hanging pot. I snort back my laughter.

"Oh- Nine- Nine-one-one!" Ron starts to freak out.

"Bumblebee! Get in the garage. Go!" Sam is pissed, why? I don't know. Poor Bee. "I'm about to have a nervous breakdown. Just go in the garage quietly, please." I walk up to Sam and grab his shoulders before smacking his in the face.

"He just saved your ass! The least you could do is say 'thank you'!" I yelled at him. You know what he did? He. Shrugged me off. What?!

"Holy Mother! Oh, my God!" Judy starts freaking out.

Bumblebee starts back towards the garage making electronic noises.

"Get in the garage now!" Sam orders. Bumblebee threw a TV behind him as he crawled into the garage. I found myself disappointed it didn't fly far enough to hit Sam. Okay. Ellie, aggressive thoughts need to stop.

I heard Ron and Judy yelling with sirens getting closer. I heave a sigh before going into the garage to chill with Bee.

"Bumblebee." I sigh as I walk in. He looks up as me and whirs before looking back down. "Oh,no! Bee, you did nothing wrong! Sam is just about having a nervous breakdown because everything going on around him." I, at least hope, reassured him. I leaned against the wall waiting for Sam and Mikaela to come in. I picked up a wrench. Thank you Ratchet.

We waited for a bit before Sam and Mikaela entered. Bee started hitting himself on the head.

"Yeah, you know you're in trouble." I glared at Sam and raised a wrench threateningly. I was ignored.

"He still having voice problems?"

"He's playing it up." I threw the wrench at Sam, which hit him on the shoulder. "Ow! What was that for!?" he yelled at me while rubbing his shoulder.

"You know why." I hissed at him with narrowed eyes.

He huffed at me before turning back to Bee. "Bee, I want to talk to you about the college thing, okay?"

'I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it.' I smiled while bobbing my head along with him.

"Hey, I'm not taking you with me." And BOOM! Dream, gone.

Bee sagged in defeat.

"I'm gonna wait outside, okay?" Mikaela said before leaving.

"I meant to tell you about this earlier. It's just that, you know, here's the thing. Freshmen aren't allowed to have cars. I, I know, and if it was up to me, I'd take you with me, but it's not, Bee. Look. You're an Autobot. You shouldn't be living in my dad's garage. I mean, you're suffocating in here. You deserve better than this." Sam explained. I smiled sadly at Bee knowing what was coming next.

"This is hard enough, man. Don't make it harder. Can you just look at me, please? Come on, big guy... Look, the guardian thing is done, okay? You did your job. Look, I'm safe now. You need to go be with Optimus Prime and the others. I just want to be normal, Bee. That's why I'm going to college and I can't do that with you." I shook my head. If only Sam knew he's been far from 'normal' since he bought Bee at the car dealer ship. Then, again, he's never been normal, ever since Archibald found Megatron, he was meant to do this.

Bee started to 'cry' which made me almost cry. Goodness I need to toughen up.

"It's not the last time I'm gonna see you, you know, Bee. Come on, don't do that. Bee. You're killing me, Bee. But you'll always be my first car. Love you, Bee." Sam told him before leaving.

"Ah, Bee, look at me." I told him. He looked at me with the big baby blue eyes. "Everything's gonna be fine, you trust me?" He nodded with a whir before straightening up. I smiled before walking out. "See ya, Bee."

I walked up to the car and got in it while waiting for Sam to say goodbye to Mikaela, just then I remembered that Wheelie was watching us. I shrugged and sat back against the seat. Mikaela will take care of him.

A/N: If you have any questions please ask me and I'll answer them! Thank you!