Of course he didn't dwell on the why of things for terribly long since he didn't think that he would have any time to truly sit down and analyze his own troubling thoughts. Not while his mind was otherwise occupied by thoughts of Sara and taking care of her.

Which was part of the reason why once he and Bee reached the hospital, he didn't think twice about slipping from the vehicle while it was still in motion. He was so in tune with the other machine and it's workings that it really didn't matter anyways.

He was able to avoid getting himself injured and didn't so much as miss a step as he ran for the side entrance of the ER. Leaving Bee in the vehicle in the parking lot, staring at his back as he disappeared into the building.

Walking up to the nurses station, he asked if Sara was in the back getting her wrist treated and was told to sit down and someone would let him back in a few minutes. Reluctantly he removed himself from the area and went to grab a seat as Bee entered and walked over to him.

"What did they say?"

"She's in the back getting some X-rays and stuff done. I was told that they would let me back in a few."

"Do you really think that they will let you back? Isn't only family allowed back there?"

Optimus cracked his knuckles. He wasn't trying to be a bastard or an ass or a jerk or even intimidating in that moment. He merely needed to pop them because his hands hurt some from when he had beat the little punk that had hurt his femme. Aside from that, he remained quiet and waited to see what would happen.

Sure enough twenty minutes later, one of the nurses from the back walked through the door leading to the waiting room and called his name. Slowly looking back over his shoulder to make sure that Bee would wait right there until he came back, the smaller mech gave him a little salute and then leaned back in his seat and folded his hands over his stomach as Optimus disappeared into the back.

"Okay, so your Miss Hart's friend?"

"Yes."

"Okay, follow me and I'll take you to her." The nurse said with a kind smile as she started walking. Optimus trailed after her like a ghost until they reached the area where Sara was, because upon reaching their destination- Optimus shamelessly ditched the human female and entered the room to see his femme laying on a bed while a doctor slowly placed a cast on her wrist.

"Come on in son. We don't stand on ceremony much back here so there's no point in hesitating." The man said without looking up from his task. Optimus glared at him for a moment before shifting his attention back to his femme as he slowly approached her other side.

Sara didn't look like she was conscious. Something that made the mech frown before he looked at the human male and asked, "What's wrong with her?" She should be awake shouldn't she?

The doctor made a humming sound before he responded, "She's fine. Merely sleeping. We had to give her something for pain so that we could reset the bones in her wrist without her trying to come up off of the bed and try to rip someone's head off. And pain meds usually make people sleepy."

Optimus absorbed everything that the man said before he then asked, "She didn't want her grandparents called down here, do you have any idea why?"

"I think it's because they are in their late seventies or early eighties. She tends to take care of cooking for them and maybe a few other things several times a week."

"I see. And does she have a job that she needs to worry about?"

"I'm not exactly sure if one can call it a job...but she does a little bit of work here and there in jewelry and sales."

"No heavy lifting?"

"No."

"Any siblings?"

"No."

"Just you?"

What a strange thing to ask. Optimus thought before saying, "Yes. Just me." And every other Autobot in the city at present. He mentally added as the doc finished up his work and then set his tools aside.

"Alright, she's not going to be able to use her wrist for the next few weeks or until the cast comes off. Since she has work and takes care of her grandparents it would be best if she had a little bit of help. The same goes for school stuff. She won't be able to carry any heavy books and such. She needs to be careful of her injury. No accidentally banging her arm on anything, and stuff like that. I don't care how sturdy the cast looks- it could cause more damage than she currently has. I'm going to fill a prescription pain med for her for when she's hurting. She needs to take the medicine on a full stomach with water. Any questions?"

He had a ton of questions. But was apparently to slow to articulate them all before the man got up and started walking before he finally said, "I'm going to go get her medicine filled for you. She'll have three refills just in case. Oh! before I forget, that cast that she has on- she can get it a little bit wet when she bathes- but only a little bit. Once I bring her medicine back, I'll start on the paper work to release her so that you can take her home."

Once he was gone, Optimus sighed and scrubbed his face with his hands and looked at Sara as he wondered, Now what do I do? He wanted to take care of Sara but wasn't sure how to do that shy of either moving in with her for a while or moving her in with him for a little bit.

And due to the fact that his home consisted of nothing but mechs who didn't know the first slagging thing about personal space- and staying out of it- then the only thing that he could really think of was staying with her and her place temporarily.

He'd even make himself useful and cook for her and her grandparent, wash the dishes and help her out in the store. He'd probably do laundry for her too, but he doubted that she would like it much if he wound up handling her...unmentionables. So he'd have to steer himself away from that particular chore. Though he had no problem with helping to fold her clothing as long as she folded the unmentionables and hid them from his curious eyes.

Yeah that could work.