Ratchets Little Femme

Chapter 5

When Nightingale came out of the room a few hours later, Optimus walked over to her carefully.

"Nightingale?"

"Mmm? Yes sir?"she said a bit tiredly. "Uh, i mean Optimus." He chuckled softly.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm alright."

"Are you sure? You still seem a bit tired."

"Yes, i just had a bit of a fitful recharge..." She didn't seem to want to talk about it any more so he left it alone for the moment.

"You are going to need a room of your own." She nodded. "I'll make sure your still near your sire." He told her.

"Thank you sir... I mean optimus." He laughed a bit more again.

"You should probably get some more rest. You seem to need it."

"I uh... Would rather not." She said quietly. "Excuse me." She said softly and walked past him. He watched her walk away and shook his helm a bit. 'Nightmares. I hope they are not too bad on her... And  that they are not often.' He thought as he walked in the opposite direction. He opened the door to his berthroom and let out a small sigh. He closed the door and wen over to his night stand, opened the drawer, and pulled out a data pad. It was a book he had saved from before the war, one among about ten or twelve. It may seem like a lot for him but that's all he could find after everything was destroyed... He sat down on his berth and got comfortable, which wasn't that hard. He started to read it, getting lost in the words. He got so lost in them that a knock on his door startled him, causing him to drop it when he jumped a bit. He quickly picked it up and put it away before getting up, not knowing the door was already open as he picked it up.

"Optimus, sir? What was that?" Nightingale asked, smiling slightly.