❝ TRANSFORMERS ❞ [BUMBLEBEE/FEM!READER ] • I

CHAPTER VIII

CHAPTER VIII

     "What? No no-"
     "You have to take me to my car." Simmons only continues filling up his firearm, deciding to ignore you. The amount of mental force you had to bring yourself into shooting the weapon you have to the ceiling was so strong. Though you only try to keep calm, making sure not to show the weapon in question, since its technology isn't exactly- normal.

     "He's gonna know what to do with the Cube." You add-in.
     "Your car? It's confiscated."

"Then un-confiscated it."
"We do not know what will happen if we let it near this thing. For all we know, it can be under the control of NBE One." You couldn't help but scoff. You can't blame him, other than the Autobot's eye colors- the Decepticons do have the same abilities.

"He isn't under their control, he's with us. Bumblebee can protect us."
"I have people's lives at stake!"
"Then you got to trust me if you want everyone to get out of here alive."

     That seems to shut him up.
Simmons only stares at you, and you only stare back not breaking eye contact. Despite not being fans of one another, he can sense the trust you've gained from this... Bumblebee. He closes the cap of his firearm, puffing out his chest. Everyone else at this point has stayed silent, staring at the two of you, waiting for one of you to speak up.

"Take her to her car." A soldier speaks up, walking in between the two of you. "Cause what's out there, is a different level from what we have right now." Adding on.

"You wanna lay the fate of the world on the lady's Camaro, soldier?"

Simmons raises his weapon against his shoulders. "If it means getting back with my family, I'd take the Camaro." His eyes go from the soldier and back to you, you instinctively give a slight nod. "Simmons.." The secretary speaks up.
"I'd do what they say, losing isn't an option for these guys.." Simmons only gives in, nodding at you and the soldier and quickly ordering a "follow me."

     "Thank you, soldier.."
     "Lennox." You nod at Lennox before heading forward towards Simmons.

Quickly, leading you guys out of the firearm and onto a long hallway. Rushing to the large metal doors, sliding them open to reveal groups of employees continuing to freeze the yellow Autobot. The sounds of gas filling the room, smoke coating the air, and the sound of drills blocking out the noises from out the room.
"Stop stop!"
"Everyone stop!"
Voices shout out as employees begin to pause at their work, looking towards the group of people that just walked in. The room is silent as you rush over to the large ledge, looking up to barely see Bumblebee's arm.

"Bumblebee!" You call out, but nothing.
"Bumblebee wake up!" You yell out louder and you see Bumblebee's arms move. The Autobot only begins to lift himself, coughing as shards of ice scrap off his gears. He looks around in a confused gaze before stopping once noticing you. "(Y/N)!" Bumblebee hops down the ledge and lands a few feet from you.
"Oh thank god.." You couldn't help but sigh in relief, your voice is shaky as Bumblebee kneels in front of you. Reaching out with his hand, trying his best to be gentle when grabbing your hand. They were freezing.

     "You're not hurt, are you?" That seems to trigger his instinct, the memory of him being dragged off with hooks piercing through his chest, the memory of hearing your cries, seeing your brother dragged away. Quickly, he reaches over to grab Sam and Mikaela to place them down next to you. He stands in front of you three, pointing his weapon towards everyone else, his head mask transforming.

"Woah Woah!"
"Weapons down!"
"Hey hey! It's okay, they're on our side!" Sam shouts out, causing the Autobot to look over to him. Your brother nods, carefully walking up to the group of agents. You and Mikaela follow behind and the Autobot nods, getting the memo before transforming back to his neutral stance.