SO here's the first chapter rewrite, please let me know how you feel about this one and if you like it, I'll keep rewriting!

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Bumblebee sighs quietly staring at the letter in his servos. he's not sure he can open this letter, but he knows he needs to he really needs to.

"Bumblebee, what are you doing?" a voice came from behind the yellow bot. the beetle immediately just two foot in the air, before whipping around. the letter in his servos is immediately hidden behind his back as he comes faceplate to faceplate with his bondmate, Prowl.

"o-oh... he-hey Prowlie." Bumblebee murmurs quietly. Prowl raises an optic ridge, watching his bondmate. the smaller is avoiding optic contact, shifting nervously. the waves of anxiety are rolling from his bondeds side. its concerning and Prowl is immediately worried.

"Bumblebee? are you alright? what are you hiding?" Prowl ask, carefully attempting to look around him. Bumblebee immediately steps back shaking his head quickly.

"n-nothing.... I-I'm not doing anything. why would you think I was doing something? do I look like I'm doing something? I'm not doing anything." Bumblebee replies quickly, faceplates flushing. Prowl gives him a dirty look and frowns feeling his bondmate block his side of the bond.

"Bumblebee." Prowl warned. "your anxious, nervous, you won't sit still, and you just blocked your side of the bond. just tell me whats wrong." Prowl frowns, stepping closer to the smaller.

"I-I swear, Prowl, it's nothing! honest!" Bumblebee says, backing up as Prowl comes closer. the ninja clearly doesn't believe him, rolling his optics.

"look Bee, if you broke something, it's okay. I won't get angry this time. I don't care what it is, I'm not going to get angry or upset, but thats only because you've been locked in the med bay for two weeks with that slaggin' virus." Prowl said. "now please tell me whats wrong." he adds softly. Bumblebee steps back, looking hurt as he watches the taller mech.

"wh-what? why would you assume I broke something?" Bumblebee ask, softly. Prowl sighs softly, before walking closer. he wraps his arms around the smaller and kisses his cheek..

"I didn't mean it like that. you usually only act like this when you've broken something." Prowl said. Bumblebee huffs softly, shoving free and stepping back quickly. he opens his mouth to argue, but suddenly realizes the letter isn't in his servos anymore. his bondmate had managed to distract him and snatch the letter right out of his servos while he wasn't paying any attention!

"hey thats not fair Prowl! give it back!" Bumblebee hisses, reaching quickly for the letter. Prowl raises his optic ridge again, carefully holding the envelope out of his bondmates reach. Bumblebee grunts reaching for it. "its not funny Prowl! give that back! its important!" Bumblebee whines.

"what could possibly be so important about this, hmmm?" Prowl ask curiously, looking over the envelope. all it had was the basic information, but Prowl could use that basic information to get a response from his bondmate, hopefully some answers as well. "Bumblebee, what is this?" Prowl ask, looking over the front of the envelope carefully. he doesn't want to miss a single detail if his bonded isn't going to share details. Bumblebee grunts, lunging for it, but Prowl uses his height to keep the scout from reaching it.

"please give it back! it's, its just important to me Prowl, please!" Bumblebee cires.

"now why would Jazz be sending you a letter?" Prowl ask. he frowns looking his bondmates face over. "hey, I'm just teasing a little, there's no reason to get so upset, here." Prowl murmurs, handing him the letter.

"you're such a fucking jerk! why would you take this? it's important! I told you it was important! I hate you sometimes! you really make me regret bonding to you." Bumblebee snaps, wiping at his face as he snatches the letter.

"alright now Bee, just take a deep breath alright, will you please tell me whats so important about this letter that you're in tears over it?" Prowl asks, frowning. he carefully wraps his arms around the smaller mech.

"it's... the... it's the report of what happened... to my creators." Bumblebee mutters into his bondmates chestplate. Prowl immediately holds tighter, feeling utterly guilty.

"why the frag didn't you say anything? why didn't you just say that?" Prowl ask. "primus, Bee, I never would've messed with you if I had known, you could've just said it." Prowl murmurs. Bumblebee stares at the envelope, servos shaking before he shoves the envelope at Prowl, turning away.

"I.... I can't open it." Bumblebee manages. his voice is shaking almost as hard as his servos. Prowl frowns, taking hold of the envelope, and watching Bumblebee. "will... will you do it?" Bumblebee asks.

"me? Bumblebee... I don't think I should be the one to open this letter. I know what happened to my creators. I think its only fair you finally get to find out what happened to yours. you should be the one to open it." Prowl murmurs, holding him tighter. Bumblebee immediately shakes his head, pushing away from him.

"no, no! I-I can't! I can't do it. please Prowl, please! I can't do it! Bumblebee begs, staring up at his bondmate. Prowl frowns, looking at the envelope hesitantly.

"I don't know Bee-" Prowl starts.

"please I can't do it. I-I really can't do it. what if I open it and they're Decepticons or prisoners or they're mass Autobot murderers? I can't do it Prowlie, please! I'm begging you. don't make me open it..." Bumblebee cries. Prowl sighs and looks over the envelope once more.

"Bumblebee, are you really sure you don't want to do this yourself? once I open this, there's no going back. are you absolutely positive you don't want to be the one to open this?" Prowl asks. Bumblebee nods quickly.

"I can't do it myself... please?" Bumblebee asks, whimpering. Prowl heaves a long sigh while staring at the envelope. the simple letter seems to weigh a thousand tons in his servo. he frowns and rips the envelope open.

"alright, there, I opened it, this is your last chance to do this yourself, Bumblebee, once I read this, nothing can take that back, alright?" Prowl asks. Bumblebee reaches out and shakily pulls the letter out, or attempts to. his fingers won't work properly he can't get them to do more than hover over the letter, before he jerks his servo back and shoots a pitiful look up at Prowl.

"I..." Bumblebee trails softly. Prowl nods slightly, giving his a small, but reassuring smile.

"I know you can do it Bumblebee." Prowl assures. Bumblebee shakes his head, looking almost ashamed.

"no I can't. I'm too pathetic..." he mumbles. Prowl straightens immediately, gently grabbing the smallers chin and lifting his head. he stares Bumblebee in the optics with a soft smile.

"hey Bee, I know its hard. trust me, I know its hard, but it's okay I promise. everything is going to be okay, alright?" Prowl soothes, gently. he shakes his head a little at the scout. "there is not a thing in the world that this silly letter can say, that will change anything, alright? we read the letter, we find out who your creators are, we throw it in the trash, and we move on alright? I'm here with you, I know you can do this. we'll do it together, alright?" Prowl assures, holding the letter out to the mech. Bumblebee nods hesitantly, taking the paper from Prowls servo.

"right... nothing can change what I have." Bumblebee murmurs, softly to himself. he sighs and opens the paper quickly, only to turn away at the last second. Prowl watches him, frowning

"Bumblebee you actually have to look at the letter to see who your creators are." Prowl murmurs. Bumblebee shakes his head.

"I can't! you do it! who is it? who are my creators...? Decepticons, murderers? who are they Prowl?" Bumblebee ask. Prowl sighs and takes the letter reading it over quietly. "w-well...?" Bumblebee asks after a moment. Prowl huffs softly.

"I've never heard of your carrier, to be honest, I have no idea who she is. the letter only says that she is... offlined. I'm sorry Bee." Prowl says softly. Bumblebee nods hesitantly.

"and my creator?" Bumblebee asks hesitantly.

"Primus, Bee..... you're creator..." Prowl pauses to huff a small laugh. "as the humans would say... it's gonna blow your mind." Prowl laughs. "plus they found sibling. a half sister." Prowl adds. Bumblebee turns and yanks the letter from Prowls servos, excitedly.

"sister?" Bumblebee asks. he freezes almost immediately. "no... I.." Bumblebee trails.

"whats wrong? I thought you'd be happy to know your creator was alive and well?" Prowl ask.

"h-happy? Prowl! what the hell am I supposed to do now?! do I tell him? should I tell him? what if he thinks I'm a liar? what if its not true? what if the reports wrong? what if he's not my-" Bumblebee starts, looking as though he's going to be sick. Prowl gently takes him into his arms.

"shhhh, its alright. if you want to tell him, I'll go with you. I promise." Prowl murmurs. Bumblebee nods slightly before dropping to the floor. "Bee? Bumblebee?" Prowl asks, quickly scooping him up. he quickly carries the smaller mech to the medbay, not caring his bondmate still has the letter clutched tightly in his servo.

Ratchet jumps almost immediately as Prowl enters the medbay.

"Prowl what the hell are you- what happened to Bumblebee?" Ratchet frowns.

"we were talking in my room and he collapsed." Prowl says, walking over to quickly lay the mech on a berth. Ratchet walks over quickly.

"why did he pass out?" Ratchet frowns.

"he got some shocking news and hyperventilated. he just started panicking, I couldn't get him to calm down." Prowl says, watching the medic. Ratchet frowns and leans over the mech. Bumblebee groans onlining his optics about the time Ratchet notices the letter.

"what the hell? whats this?" Ratchet frowns, reaching for the paper. Bumblebee stubbornly holds tighter.

"the letter that made him pass out." Prowl frowns. "Bee, just let him see it, alright? it's not going to change anything, just like we talked about, its going to be okay." Prowl assures gently.

"no. no way. I can't... Prowl-" Bumblebee starts.

"just give him the letter Bumblebee." Prowl says firmly. Bumblebee whines softly, clutching the letter tighter, before sighing. he drops his head back on the berth and shakily holds the letter out to Ratchet. "its alright." Prowl assures gently. Ratchet rolls his optics, confused, and takes the letter. what the hell was this kid acting so weird over? why was he being like this?

"you're being more fragging weird than normal." Ratchet mutters, opening the letter and reading it silently. he freezes optics widening as the slowly drift over to Bumblebee. the yellow mech is still laying out on the berth, but he looks utterly terrified.

"I... you... you never told us you had sparklings back on Cybertron." Bumblebee manages, slowly sitting up. he refuses to meet Ratchets gaze. the mech always seems to be annoyed towards him. Ratchet always seems to absolutely hate Bumblebee. the little mech is terrified. Ratchet glances at Bumblebee, before Prowl catches his attention. the ninja watches Bumblebee worriedly, before reaching out a servo to the mech. Bumblebee immediately latches on to his servo tightly.

"I... figured you both were dead. didn't think it was anyone elses business..." Ratchet says softly. Prowl looks between the two carefully, gently squeezing Bumblebee's servo gently.

"Bumblebee appears to be in shock, but I am curious... Bumblebee has a sister?" Prowl asks, curiously. Ratchet looks over at him.

"he has a half-sister." Ratchet corrects. Bumblebee looks confused.

"half-sister?" Bumblebee asks hesitantly. Ratchet nods slightly.

"yeah... your carrier offlined about 3 or 4 days after you were sparked, you were about 5 months old when you were kidnapped by Decepticons." Ratchet murmurs. Bumblebee nods slightly.

"but... then.. who did you have my sister with? a-and whats her name? where is she?" Bumblebee asks.

"her name was Burns and she was... another of Yoketrons students." Ratchet replies, frowning as he stares at the letter.

"was?" Prowl asks hesitantly. Ratchet nods slightly, sighing.

"yeah... well, she went into battle with a troop and... she just didn't come back. never heard from her again." Ratchet murmurs softly. Bumblebee looks at him, tilting his head. he has so many questions, but there's one he seriously needs to ask.

"but... um... if my carrier was dead... who... uh, who did you my sister with?" Bumblebee asks, hesitantly. Ratchet shakes his head, giving him the letter back. he turns away immediately at the question.

"nah, kid, that its not an important question." Ratchet says. Bumblebee gets up quickly, though his legs are still shaking. Prowl holds him up carefully.

"easy Bee." Prowl murmurs softly. Bumblebee smiles slightly at him, before turning to Ratchet.

"thats not fair Ratchet." Bumblebee says firmly. Ratchet goes still, staring at his work bench. "you're gonna tell me you had a sparkling with someone else, my fucking sister and you won't tell me who it was?" Bumblebee ask. Prowl steps back hesitantly.

"I don't owe you any answers kid." Ratchet says softly.

"someone does! my carrier was dead, I was kidnapped by Decepticons, and you were busy having a sparkling with another bot?" Bumblebee glares. Ratchet whips around.

"that is not what happened!" Ratchet snaps. Bumblebee steps back quickly.

"then what did happen?" Bumblebee asks. Ratchet heaves an angry sigh, puffing steam from his nose.

"I had your sister with my bondmate." Ratchet grumbles.

"huh? bondmate? but... you said step-sister, wasn't my carrier already-" Bumblebee starts, confused.

"yeah kid, she was already offlined at that point... but... well... I thought if I brought her back, she could help me find you. I spent day and night on her and... I finally got a lead... a friend and I went looking for ways to bring her back so we could get you back... only I got severely injured. the bot I took with me had to bond with me to keep me online long enough for us to be found, which as you know means he could share his energy with me. he was just trying to keep me alive." Ratchet explains. Bumblebee nods slightly.

"and what, you fell in love or something?" Bumblebee ask. Ratchet snorts.

"not exactly. he bonded with me so I could share his energy long enough to survive right? well... something rare happened when he did that. the bond caused him to get sparked." Ratchet says. Bumblebee looks utterly confused.

"huh? like, without interfacing you guys had a sparkling?" Bumblebee asks. Ratchet nods

"yeah, pretty rare event. then boom, you had a sister, you'd been missing for over a year by the time he sparked your sister and your carrier.. well, she'd been offlined for much much longer... I thought if I could... if I could just bring her back, she could find you. instead, I got a new sparkbond and a daughter." Ratchet replied with a shrug.

"and you just... like forgot about me or something?" Bumblebee asks. Ratchet shakes his head.

"no we both looked for you for weeks, even while he was carrying. we didn't stop, we just never found you..." Ratchet frowns.
"well... how come we don't have some kind of family bond?" Bumblebee asks, curiously. Ratchet shakes his head a little.

"well, I assumed that you were offlined when you never tried to get a hold of me and I blocked it on my side." Ratchet explains. suddenly Bumblebee felt a rush of relief flow into him. he looks utterly shocked, stumbling back against Prowl. Prowl holds him gently, kissing his head gently.

"easy Bee." Prowl soothes gently. Bumblebee looks up at Ratchet confused.

"holy shit is... is that you?" Bumblebee asks, sounding slightly overwhelmed. Ratchet nods slightly.

"yeah. its me. it feels different than you and Prowls sparkbond. family bonds are different." Ratchet explains. Bumblebee nods slightly, then pauses. a confused look comes over his face.

"hey Ratchet?" Bumblebee ask.

"yeah kid?" Ratchet ask.

"you never answered... um, who did you have my sister with?" Bumblebee asks, hesitantly, watching the medic.

"oh, yeah. Wheeljack." Ratchet replies, shrugging. Bumblebee looks horrified, bumping into his bondmate as he steps back.

"wait, surely you don't mean 'blows-everything-up-Wheeljack', Wheeljack, do you?" Bumblebee asks.

"yeah I do." Ratchet snorts. Bumblebee nods hesitantly and turns around, grabbing Prowls servo and dragging him out of the medbay.

"Bee, where are we going?" Prowl asks, letting the smaller drag him by the servo.

"I need help Prowl." Bumblebee says, pulling him happily. Prowl raises an optic ridge as they approach the main control panel. "will you help me?" Bumblebee asks, turning to look at him. Prowl frowns.

"depends, with what do you want my help for?" Prowl sighs. "Primus, please tell me that its not another prank. Prime got really angry after that last one." Prowl frowns. Bumblebee shakes his head.

"nothing like that, I need you to hail Jazz for a favor. I wanna do something for Ratchet." Bumblebee says. Prowl looks at him curiously.

"what do you need? I'm not agreeing without answers." Prowl says. Bumblebee grins.

"please Prowl! please?" Bumblebee begs, pouting. Prowl groans, turning away from his bondmate, whose doing his best puppy dog face.

"fine, fine, I'll help." Prowl mutters, sighing. he mutters and hails his friend. Jazz' happy face almost immediately appears on the screen, grinning at them.

"heya Prowler, howdy lil Bee. whats up you two?" Jazz asks, smiling. Prowl waves at him.

"Jazz, I need a small favor from you. in return, I will get you a few cds of the human band you like." Prowl offers. Jazz raises an optic ridge, confused, but intrigued.

"yeah? whats so important that you're offering me music to me? must be pretty important." Jazz ask. Prowl looks at Bumblebee, his bondmate glances over hesitantly.

"Bumblebee needs a huge favor. I'll make it up to you." Prowl says. Jazz nods slightly, looking over at Bumblebee.

"sure thing, what'cha need, lil Bee?" Jazz asks. Bumblebee fiddles with his fingers hesitantly, before slowly looking up at Jazz.

"um... I uh, I-I need you to find a bot for me, please?" Bumblebee asks. Jazz raises an optic ridge.

"yeah? who and why?" Jazz asks.

"Wheeljack. as for why, I'll tell you if and when you bring Wheeljack to me. no one but me, you, and Prowl can know about this. got it? please Jazz? Wheeljacks important I really need him here as soon as possible." Bumblebee begs. Jazz tilts his head, watching Bumblebee carefully.

"uh, Wheeljack? why is he suddenly so important to you?" Jazz asks, curiously. Bumblebee looks at him hesitantly, before sighing softly.

"he's... he's the bot sparked my half-sister." Bumblebee manages, finally looking up again to meet Jazz' gaze. Jazz's optics widen immediately and he nods quickly.

"yeah, absolutely, no problem Bee. I'll get him hunted down in no time." Jazz assures. he hangs up quickly and Prowl looks at Bumblebee. he gently takes the bots servo.

"don't worry Bee, Jazz will get him found, no trouble." Prowl assures gently, kissing his head. Bumblebee nods slightly, smiling. they quickly separate as the rest of the team, and Sari, come walking into the main room. Bumblebee sits himself on the couch, waving at the girl. Prowl sits with him.

"hey Sari." Bumblebee smiles. Sari grins at him, running over to him.
"hey Bumblebee! you look extra happy today!" Sari smiles. "whats up? I don't think I've ever seen you this happy." Sari grins. Bumblebee grins at her.
"I found my creator, our equivalent of a father." Bumblebee replied. Optimus, Bulkhead, and Sari all looks shocked.

"well who is it?" Optimus ask curiously.

"it's me." Ratchet says, as he walks by to get some energon. Bumblebee smiles slightly at the medic.

"no way! you and Ratchet are related? how can you be related to that grump? he's so... grumpy." Sari laughs. Ratchet scoffs, glaring the girl down. Sari steps back from him frowning.

"you'd be fraggin' grumpy too if you lost both your kids in the war. one was kidnapped when they were barely a few days old and the other just didn't return in the midst of war." Ratchet growls. Sari pauses, looking confused.

"wait two sparklings?" Bulkhead asks. Ratchet nods looking annoyed.

"wait, so... Bumblebee has a sibling that got kidnapped by Decepticons?" Sari asks.

"no I was kidnapped." Bumblebee corrects. Sari nods slightly.

"Bumblebee had a half-sister." Ratchet replied, heading back to the medbay. he's not up for talking anymore. sure it was nice to have Bumblebee back, but it still hurt.

"had?" Optimus asks, looking at Bumblebee confused.

"he said she went out to fight one day and never came back. he's never heard anything else about it." Bumblebee says, watching after his creator. he can feel Ratchet trying to block his emotions on the bond.

"wait.... so... uh, does that mean that now Prowl is also related to Ratchet too? or...?" Sari asks, curiously. she doesn't quite understands bonds, bond types, and the differences between them. Prowl shakes his head, smiling at the girl.

"no Sari. I'm no more then... a son in law." Prowl explains. "I don't have any kind of bond with anyone other than Bumblebee. I can't feel Ratchet or anything." Prowl assures. Sari nods slightly. there's a loud landing sound right outside the base the the small Earth team has learned to mean the SteelHaven had landed out front. Bumblebee jumps up immediately, running out of the door. he pulls something from his subspace and races over to the ship. he gets there as the door opens and a bot steps out.

"hey, you called me here-" Wheeljack starts. Bumblebee cuts him off immediately.

"no talking! put this sheet on and shut the hell up!" Bumblebee hisses, throwing a sheet over him. "come on! keep quiet! I have to get you through the base! don't you fraggin' dare make a noise." Bumblebee warns, shoving the bot. WHeeljack stumbles, utterly confused. "Prowl! hey come help me!" Bumblebee calls. Prowl comes over and helps Bumblebee usher Wheeljack toward the medbay.

"I-I don't understand, excuse me, where are we-" Wheeljack tries. Bumblebee immediately shushes him.

"shut up or I'll make you. you're being botnapped now hush and accept the fact I'm botnapping you!" Bumblebee replies. Wheeljack sighs softly and lets them 'bot nap' him. he's on an Autobot base and Jazz had said this was important. "hey Ratchet! I got a mech here for ya!" Bumblebee shouts, grinning.

Ratchet looks over and sighs. he raises an optic ridge at the sheet, looking utterly confused. he glances over at Bumblebee, who grabs hold of Prowl and takes off. Ratchet walks over to the mech standing under the sheet, and pulls the sheet off. he immediately drops the sheet in shock.

"W-Wheeljack?" Ratchet asks, shocked. Wheeljack is just as shocked.

"Ratchet! you're alive!" Wheeljack shouts excitedly.

"what the slag are you doing here?" Ratchet asks, looking him over carefully. he maybe excited but he's still a medic and he wants to know the mech is uninjured.

"Jazz said someone hailed him. said you guys needed my help with something. he didn't tell me that you would be here." Wheeljack says, hugging him tightly. Ratchet chuckles and hugs him back, just as tightly. "I missed you." Wheeljack mumbles. Ratchet smiles slightly.

"Primus, sweetspark, it's been... so long." Ratchet murmurs softly, refusing to separate from the hug.

"your signal is none existent on Cybertron... I didn't know you were still.... I-I couldn't feel you, I assumed you offlined." Wheeljack replies softly, cupping Ratchets face gently. Ratchet smiles at him softly.

"WHEEEEELLLLJAAAACKKKK" a loud voice screams, nearly rocking the base. Wheeljack grins at his bondmate.

"you're gonna love this! I found her!" Wheeljack says.

"her?" Ratchet asks, confused.

"you know Ratch, her." Wheeljack murmurs. Ratchets optics immediately widen as Wheeljack grabs him, pulling him through the base and back towards the voice. there before his optics, stood a bot, looking not too different from himself and Wheeljack, almost the perfect mix of the two. the black and green bot look annoyed, casting her glance around the little Earth base.

"what happened to her optics?" Ratchet asks, frowning.

"I did what I could with the limited parts I had." Wheeljack assures. she turns and stares at Ratchet, unable to move. this couldn't be real. she's quiet as her gaze wonders over to Bumblebee, who she also manages to look like. Bumblebee is the first to react. he glances down at his armor, then to Burns' armor.

"holy slag! I really do have a sister!" Bumblebee shouts, running over to her. Jazz's jaw immediately drops, looking between the four bots. Burns' raises an optic ridge towards Bumblebee.

"so.... who are you?" Burns asks, curiously, turning to Bumblebee.