I couldn't think of anything... Sorry. I'll try to have another chapter up tonight! Please review! It's like candy for writing. Alexis
Moments after he finally calmed down, Optimus proceeded to lose any Energon he had all over the ground. Ratchet had instantly started to help Optimus, and Ironhide had gone to look after the sparkling in the other room who had started to cry. "What's wrong with Optimus?" Ironhide asked when he re-entered the room.
"You should know Ironhide. After a sparkmate dies..." Ratchet replied. It had slipped Ironhide's thoughts.
"You can keep Primus from claiming him, right?"
"I don't know. It's possible, but he'll be ill for a while," Ratchet replied. He picked up a needle and filled it with a medication. He walked over to where Optimus had layed down and gave him the needle. "Optimus, get some recharge. You need it." Optimus nodded and let recharge claim him.
"Ratchet, I can watch the sparkling until Optimus is back on his pedes," Ironhide offered. Ratchet sighed and faced him.
"Don't get too attached. Optimus is still the sire. Bring him back every day, since he may help Optimus heal."
"Alright," Ironhide said. Almost reluctantly, he left the room with Ratchet to get the sparkling. "Did Elita or Optimus give the little one a name?"
"No. Never gotta chance. Her health went bad before they even spoke of it. The little mech's never been out of my care," Ratchet replied. He opened the incubator and gently scooped the sparkling into his arms. He had yellow armour like Elita, and the bright blue optics that were windows into him like Optimus. Ratchet carefully handed the sparkling over to Ironhide who knew exactly how to hold a mech this young from raising Optimus.
"Hey kid. You'll be spending some time with me," Ironhide said. The sparkling met his optics briefly before struggling to get free. "Whoa! I know I'm not your parent, but I won't hurt ya." The sparkling continued to struggle until Ratchet gave him a very mild sedative.
"He needs to be around his sire. He doesn't know you. Slag. Bring him home tonight, but tomorrow Optimus meets his son," Ratchet ordered. Ironhide gave him a nod and left with the little sparkling tucked against his chest plates.