#bummblebee

"Bee!" CC stumbles through the side door and holds her finger to her lips, "Sh- Shush!"

She leans on her palms against his hood, clumsily patting it as she whispers, "Don't want Sammy to know I'm here."

He jerks beneath her in surprise and she giggles, "Relax, Bee. I just need a ride."

She fumbles with the handle of his driver's side door until his radio breaks the quiet.

"Garage door."

She does as he says and when she turns back around the passenger side door is open for her.

"Get in- Sweetheart- Let's go for a ride."

"Hun," He shivers when she runs her fingers across his hood, "I think I should be in the driver's seat, just in case."

"No way- you're drunk."

She is, but that's not the point. He gets all nervous when he feels her hands on his steering wheel.

"Oh come on, it's not like I'll actually be driving."

He whirs in defeat and the driver's door pops open.

"Thank you!"

"Yeah yeah," He whirs.

As soon as she's buckled in he tears out of the driveway, most likely waking the entire Witwicky household.

"Bee!' She squeaks, "Bee, slow down!"

He laughs when she grips the wheel, clinging to him when he takes a corner hard.

"Bee! Bee please just- dear god- Bee slow down!"

The quiver in her voice makes him slam on the brakes, and he's barely able to get the panicked "Are you okay?" across the radio.

He's a flurry of worried whirs when she leans her forehead on the leather of the wheel.

"I'm fine. I'm okay. I just..." She sighs, "I'm really drunk, Bee. Can we just take it slow? Please?"

"Sure thing, darlin'."

The rest of the drive is much smoother and it isn't long before she starts nodding off, mumbling little things he's not sure she means to say.

"You're sweet on me," He swerves in surprise, but she goes on, "You don't think I notice, but I do... and I think it's really cute."

He hopes beyond reason that she's too out of it to remember his embarrassed chirping and the way his whole interior heats up.

She's out by the time they get to her place, not even reacting to his "There's no place like home," when he comes to a stop in her driveway.

The last thing he wants to do is wake her, not when she's so cute all curled up on his seat like this.

Sam won't mind him staying overnight, right? As long as it means Casey gets a good night's sleep.

Casey is beyond confused when she wakes up inside the familiar Camero.

"Bee?"

"Good morning beautiful!" The sweet voice of Steve Holy comes through the radio, a bit too loud for her throbbing head.

"Shhhh..."

He jolts when she nuzzles sleepily into the upholstery, trying to hide from the sunlight.

"How come you didn't wake me up?"

He makes a sound like 'I dunno' and switches through stations to say "Pretty thing - looked too ‐ cute - to - wake up."

"Shut up," She swats at his wheel and he chuckles.

He whines disappointedly when she stretches and opens the door.

"Sorry Bee, cuddle time's over, I gotta get up."

He shifts to stand next to her, steadying her when she nearly falls.

"Steady there - angel. - You gonna be okay?"

"I'll be fine, Bee," She waves him down and when he's about eye level with her she tugs his face closer and kisses the side of his face, "Thank you."

He makes excited noised as she turns around and she bites her lip to keep herself from laughing.

"You're too good to be true, yeah!" He transforms back to his alt and honks a handful of times.