Several hours later, Optimus found himself slightly jerking awake to look around for a moment. The need to assure himself that Sara was alright, and everything else was fine- was riding him hard.

Drowsily, he slowly looked down at the still unconscious form of his mate and felt a small smile tug at his lips before he then lifted the arm secured around her waist so that he could bring his hand up and tenderly brushed her damp bangs back from her face so that he could check her for any signs of any further illness, and almost sighed in relief when he felt that her skin was cool to the touch, if a little bit clammy, indicating that she was no longer running a fever for the moment.

Which was good.

Very good.

Especially since it meant that he wouldn't have to let his mate continue to suffer any ill effects of her prior illness when it meant her life could be endangered from it. Especially with her surgery only a few more days away.

He wanted her well enough that everything went smoothly when she went into the hospital. That way she could come home to him that much faster. Leaning over her sleeping form, he pressed his lips to her temple and then slowly made sure to extract himself from her so that he could get up and find something to fix for breakfast and get ready to open the shop.

He didn't know how long she would be sleeping today after everything that had happened last night. But he kind of got the feeling that he'd be working solo today.

Not that he minded overly much, he knew that with as frail as her health and body were- she would likely need the extra rest anyways. He would however make sure to keep a check on her and see to it that she ate some of either of the potato's or vegetable soup that he had bought yesterday.

But for the most part- he expected her to rest while their bond finished forming.

Besides, if he caught her up and trying to do shit on her own today, he was likely to lose his temper a little bit. Making sure that the covers were tucked up around her shoulders, he silently padded out of the room to go and shower, change his clothes and go about his usual daily routine when it occurred to him that he may need to contact Ratchet and the others and see if some of them could swing by.

He knew for a fact that Bee would be thrilled to know of his spark bond with his new mate. Even more so, should Optimus speak to him about possibly being her bodyguard when he wasn't nearby.

He knew that Ratchet would want to look at her. Or at least get close enough to scan her without her knowing about it so that he could check out her health and tell Optimus what she needed and what she didn't at the moment.

The others, he knew would fall in line.

He also at some point needed to speak with her grandparents about possibly marrying her the human way. From what little bit he knew of human courtship rituals, it was only right for the male to ask for the female's hand after approaching her family/guardian's about the arrangement.

But that wouldn't be for a while yet.

Perhaps around the time that they graduate from school would be the best time to sit down with Samuel and Cassy? He would have to think on it more later.

After he had showered and dressed, he then went downstairs after pausing right outside of Sara's room and peeking in to check and see if she were still resting. He was satisfied to know that she was, and so headed on downstairs to the kitchen where he began pulling items out of the fridge, and cabinet so that he could begin fixing himself some breakfast while mentally contacting Ratchet and the others.

And instead of their usual greetings, nearly flinched at the impressive sounding snarl that he got from someone in greeting. Apparently either someone was entirely too pissed to be civil, or entirely too damn frustrated. Still, it was an impressive sounding snarl.

He just didn't want to be on the receiving end of it.

Bee, settle down.

He felt the automatic shift in the younger mechs thought processors a moment before he tentatively sent out the question, Optimus?

Yes. Now calm yourself.

I...will try.

Good. And while you are doing that, you can tell me what the hell you were snarling at.

Damn human sparklings. The ones that have been picking fights with us at that slagging school jumped me while I was on my way home.

Are you injured?

No more than usual. I'll have Ratchet check me over once I'm home.

Very well. Optimus said to the mech before switching frequencies a bit and asking, Ratchet? Are you there?

I am.

The spark bonding process went down last night. Sara is now officially my mate. Already her body seems to be taking to the bond very well, however it would ease my mind if you would come over and scan her...she was...very ill last night when the spark bond was made.

How ill? Ratchet questioned, wanting to get as much information as possible. Optimus sent him some memory clips that he had taken last night about her condition and got back an automatic, I'm on my way. Before the link seemed to have died on the other end.

Optimus sighed and looked balefully at the French toast ingredients that he had just finished pulling out and then left the kitchen to go and unlock the shop door so that Ratchet could let himself in before returning to the kitchen and beginning to make his breakfast.