Ratchet walked out of the med bay with a self satisfied look on his face to await Optimius's call for him to put the woman to sleep after a brief explination about what was going to happen next. And he had to hand it to their technology, it knew how to reconstruct a person.
The woman didn't have any scars, or bruises. Her broken bones and punctured lung had been fixed and her face.
Matrix above, if he had been in his human form- He totally would have done whatever he could to sweep the little woman off her feet.
The reconstruction of her partially crushed face had been achieved in record time and then as if the nano bots in her body had sensed that they had a new host, they had set out to make their new host as flawless and beautiful as the very stars in the sky surrounding the little blue planet that they called home.
They had removed any unhealthy fats from her body and broke it down into protiens that had been used to make her skin softer, her hair longer, her fingernails had grown out. They had forced her body to grow an extra ten inches making the once four foot seven woman, grow until she stood at a nice five foot seven. Not insanely tall, but not as freakishly short as she had been before.
Which was good since Optimus's human form was close to six foot eight and the added height might keep the man from stepping on her.
He stood there for a good twenty minutes before getting a mite curious about what was taking so long and peeked around the corner into the room and saw Optimus placing his spark back inside of his chest while holding the shaken looking human upright with one of his large hands and scowled at his leader's back. He wasn't supposed to form a spark bond with the female until she was asleep, slag it!
Forming such an intimate bond with a fleshling while they were conscious, terrified them. That was why they were put to sleep. To keep them from being so frightened.
"Alright, it's over. See. No more spark, and your still perfectly fine." Optimus said in a low soothing tone as he tried to comfort Miss Evans as she leaned against his palm shaking and pale. She blinked her eyes a few times and sort of patted herself down a little bit just to be sure that he was telling the truth then seemed to gradually relax against his palm.
"Hn. So I am." She said in a relieved tone as Optimus gave her a small smile.
"Now that that's out of the way, you need to rest."
"Hn. Eager to be rid of me already... I wish I could say that I'm surprised-" Saya said in a half joking tone causing Optimus to scowl at her as she rubbed her eyes. The spark bond that he had just formed with her was already working, he could feel her tiredness and knew that she still needed the rest. That was why he had mentioned her need. Yet he had felt, just for a second, a small sliver of hurt from her and wondered at why his words seemed to cause such a reaction in her.
But before he could closely examin the feeling and figure out the reason behind it, she seemed to realize that he was reading her and slammed up a mental block to keep him from using their bond any further as she dropped her hands from her eyes and gave him a displeased look. "Those thoughts are private big guy. And please don't look into them without permission. It's rude."
Unable to figure out what exactly he had done wrong he was about to ask her about her reaction when he noticed Ratchet peeking around the corner of the door across the room and sighed and laid Miss Evan's back down on the berth. "Come in Ratchet. I'm done explaining things to Miss Evans."
Ratchet did as his leader told him too and entered the room and walked over to the berth and asked, "Did you explain everything? Why she is being put to sleep and who she will be watched by?"
Optimus shot him a withering glare and opened the line of silent communication between himself an his friend and thought loudly, Do not question me. I am not so neglectful that I would forget to explain something so important. Ratchet visably cringed a little bit and grabbed a tool from the shelf standing against the wall a few feet away and tried to ignore the unblinking predatory look that Optimus was giving him, a silent indication to how irked the Autobot leader was at him for questioning him and quickly administered the sedative that would put the woman to sleep.
