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But Optimus lowered his head, his optics meeting Sam’s. “No, Samuel. This is where our paths diverge. You gave the Cube to me. You gave me your trust. Now, give me your goodbye. Bumblebee would never forgive me if I led you into the darkness between worlds.”

And Optimus Prime, holding the AllSpark like a fragile child, looked up at the fading stars.

“He took the shot for me,” Sam whispered. “Mikaela and I would have been… slag.”

Sam nodded, watching the last trace of light fade. “Yeah,” he said, finally allowing the tears to fall. “They always do.” transformers.2007

The kid didn't look like much.

“A strategic option,” Ironhide grumbled, his cannons twitching. “Or I could shoot it. See what happens.”

“If we do this,” Sam said, his voice cracking but growing stronger, “can you fix him? Can you bring Bumblebee back?” But Optimus lowered his head, his optics meeting Sam’s

Lennox grabbed his radio. “All units, defensive positions! Autobots, get the hell out of here!”

Major William Lennox had seen raw recruits, scared civilians, and battle-hardened enemies. But Sam Witwicky, standing in the shadow of a dying alien robot the size of a silo, was a new category entirely. A scrawny, motor-mouthed teenager who had just translated the key to the war on Earth from a pair of vintage glasses.

“Forty-eight hours,” Optimus said. “To repair the Ark’s space bridge. To prepare.” You gave the Cube to me

“His spark is intact, Samuel. It flickers in the dark. He gave his voice for you once. Now, we must lend him ours. But the journey to Cybertron’s moon is long. And the Decepticons still have ears on Earth. Starscream escaped.”

Lennox frowned. “A tomb?”

Sam stood in the dust, staring at the empty air. Mikaela squeezed his hand.

Mikaela took his hand.