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Summary: Sequel to One Last Time. Two years later, Human – Autobot relations are breaking down and Sam is the only one who can fix them. Megatron's forces are increasing and Director Galloway is back with a vengeance. In the midst of all this, Sam and Will still have to try and keep their relationship a secret.

Rating: M

One More Time

Chapter 8:

Sam and Will sat at Diego Garcia airport in the people carrier, wondering what they were going to do. Mainly wondering what Will was going to do. If he refused Galloway's offer, he would have to leave his family and Sam would probably have to go through the same. Both of them had young children. Neither of them wanted things to end up like that. If he gave into Galloway's blackmail, the Autobots would have to leave Earth and never return. What would happen if they didn't defeat the Decepticons? What would happen if an even bigger threat than Megatron came along? Will was sitting with his hands on his legs, drumming to some sort of unrecognisable tune. Sam was staring out of the windshield, trying to spot people in the rain.

"Will?" Sam asked, laying his hand on Will's. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know. I have to sort all of this out tonight." Will confessed, halting in tapping out the tune. "But we have until tomorrow morning. I'm giving the briefing tomorrow morning, by the way. We're leaving the day after. I want to get there before Megatron moves on."

"Can't you tell Morshower what Galloway's done?" Sam asked. "I'm pretty sure it's illegal."

"What's the point, Sam?" Will asked. "I'll have to explain it all to Morshower and he'll probably have to watch the tape. We can't sort this out publicly. It all has to be done under the radar."

"How?"

"I don't know... we could hack into his computer and delete the file or something."

"He said he has copies."

"We'll destroy them too."

"Will, you need to think this through before you do anything." Sam reminded him. "If Galloway catches you hacking into his computer he's not going to be very happy. It might even push him to do something with the film. We don't even know if he's going to make good on his threat. He could be all talk."

"I don't want to give him a chance to make good on his threat." Will sighed. "I know my feelings for Sarah aren't as strong as they used to be... but I still love her. And Annabelle. I don't want either of them to see... us. Just thinking about them knowing about it makes me feel... it makes me feel dirty, like I'm not clean."

"I know how you feel." Sam said. "It's not just you at stake in this. Mikaela might find out about it. I couldn't bear it if she left me, Will. She's my life."

"What are we going to do?" Will asked, gripping Sam's hand. "It's either me or the Autobots... it's me or Earth."

"It's not that dramatic..."

"It is, Sam. If I give in to Galloway, Optimus and the others have to leave. What if we don't kill Megatron and the other Decepticons? What if even more of them come? We can't fight them without the Autobots. Just ask Epps or any of the guys who were in Qatar with me, all those years ago when it started. Remember Mission City? The Decepticons are so damn hard to kill. We can't do it alone. I think I'm going to have to ignore Galloway. I think it has to be me."

"But that's what Galloway wants –"

"What does Galloway want?" Sarah asked, climbing into the back of the people carrier, after pushing Annabelle inside. Mikaela climbed in the other side, carrying Alicia. Sam and Will snapped apart to their opposite sides of the car. Sam tapped on the steering wheel and Will ran his fingers through his hair. Neither of them looked at each other. "Come on, you don't have to stop talking just because we're back." Sarah leant forwards and kissed her husband on the cheek.

"It's work stuff, honey." Will smiled quickly. "It's nothing you need to worry about. How was the flight?"

"It was okay. Annabelle got a bit jumpy when we flew through some of the clouds and we could hear the thunder." Sarah smiled and ruffled her daughter's hair.

"It wasn't that scary!" Annabelle scoffed. "I'm not scared of anything!"

"Of course she isn't! She's my daughter!" Will grinned. Sam started the engine and pulled away from the airport, heading back to the apartment block.

"Will, are you wearing Epps's clothes?" Sarah asked.

"Oh yeah." Will replied. "I got caught in the middle of the storm earlier. I might keep them actually. They're pretty comfortable."

"So, 'Kaela, did you have fun staying with my parents?" Sam asked.

"Oh yeah, they showed me all of your baby pictures." Mikaela grinned, leaning forwards and resting her forehead on the back of Sam's seat. "You were extremely cute in some of those. They also took lots of photos of Alicia. I told them to send them on when they finally upload them to the computer."

"You mean when they get someone else to upload them to the computer." Sam laughed. He knew both of his parents were useless when it came to any sort of technology – especially his mother. "Has my dad finally managed to turn my old room into a home theatre?"

"Not quite yet, but he's getting there. It's just full of boxes at the moment and they're giving it a repaint."

"So I could still reclaim my room?"

"If you really wanted to I guess so."

"So when do you two leave for your next mission?" Sarah asked.

"The day after tomorrow. I've got to give a briefing tomorrow morning so I'll be up at some ridiculous time preparing for it." Will replied, leaning back in his seat. "We need to act as soon as possible to try and kill these things. This war's been dragging on far too long now. We need to start getting some results."

"So soon?" Mikaela asked.

"We know where Megatron is at the moment. We want to move while we know he's there." Will replied. "I didn't want it to be this soon, but Morshower made it clear that he wants results. He's close to losing his job." Will answered.

"Where do you have to go?" Sarah asked.

"Sorry, but I can't give out any details. Not even the team I'm taking know if and where they're going. I have to sort that all out later tonight or early tomorrow morning."

"So you'll be working late tonight." Sarah asked. Will could hear the annoyance in her voice. He was always working now, after getting his promotion. Sarah thought he spent even less time with her and Annabelle than he had before.

"Sorry, honey. There's nothing I can do. Maybe if I had been told about this earlier I wouldn't have to. That reminds me – Morshower should be calling me about our transport." As if on a cue, Will's phone began to ring. He answered it and pressed it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Will, Petr said he can get you in." Morshower's voice growled down the phone. "You'll be flying in on a C-17 and landing at 1700 hours. I can't tell you where you're landing because this is an open phone line. I'll give you the proper details tomorrow."

"Thanks."

"And Galloway wants to sit in on your briefing tomorrow. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"Okay. I understand. I'll speak to you tomorrow." Will ended the call and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Sam's glance kept flickering in his direction. He could feel Sarah's eyes on him. "That was Morshower. He's given me the transport details. Galloway also wants to sit in on the briefing tomorrow morning."

"Are you going to let him?" Sam asked.

"I don't exactly have a choice, Sam." Will answered bitterly. He knew why Galloway wanted to sit in on the briefing. It was so he could do everything in his power to goad Will into making a mistake. He wanted to show Will who was in control of the situation. "I might be able to get him to leave if we're talking about something that can only be known by the operating team... I hope I'll be able to get him to leave."

"Why do you have such a problem with Director Galloway?" Sarah asked. "He seems like a civil man... I mean sure, you haven't always got on with the people you work with but you really seem to hate this guy."

"Y'know those people you just hate?" Will grunted. "Galloway is one of them."

"I second that." Sam said. "Okay, Will, we're here." Sam pulled up against the curb. Will climbed out of the front passenger seat and opened the door for Sarah and Annabelle. They climbed out, covering their heads in the rain. Will helped them take their luggage out and knocked on Sam's window. Sam rolled the window down about an inch or two in order to talk to Will.

"Sam, be outside the briefing room for ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Will called. "I'll pass the message onto the others... and Galloway. I'll speak to you tomorrow."

"Alright, see you tomorrow." Sam called, winding the window up and pulling away from the curb. Will watched him go and then followed Sarah and Annabelle into the apartment. Will sighed and looked around. After it just being Sam and him in there for the week it looked too full with Sarah and Annabelle in there. The atmosphere didn't seem right either. It didn't seem like home anymore. He wanted Sam back.

"Sarah, I have to do some work. There's some pizza and stuff in the fridge... I meant to go shopping but I totally forgot." Will said, rubbing his eyes. "I'm not sure what time I'll come to bed."

"Okay." Sarah sighed. Will turned to walk into the study, Sarah grabbed his arm and he turned to look at her. "Is everything okay? You just seem a little distraction and... well, you seem to be away with the fairies."

"I'm just tired, Sarah. Tired and stressed." Will walked into the study and closed the door behind him. Finally. Peace and quiet. He slumped down in his chair at the desk and switched the computer on. When it loaded, he instantly opened his e-mail account to send the details of tomorrow's briefing to the people he needed there. The inbox read "1 New Message". Will checked that the door was closed and opened it. As he had suspected, it was from none other than Director Galloway himself. Will opened it and saw a screenshot pasted at the top of the e-mail. He scrolled down to the message underneath. It said:

Remember, you have until tomorrow morning. I expect your co-operation soon.

Will swore under his breath and closed the e-mail. This was the last thing he needed. He typed a simple message giving the details of the meeting to everyone he wanted there – he wasn't bothered about pleasantries. They just needed to know when and where. He pulled out his phone and dialled Sam's number. He walked over to the study door and locked it, then returned to his seat.

"Hey Will, what's up?" Sam's voice answered the phone.

"Are you somewhere where you can talk?" Will strained the word, hoping Sam would get the hint.

"Ah. I will be. Just hold on a sec." Sam disappeared from the end of the phone. "Okay, I've locked myself in the bathroom. What's happened?"

"I just got an e-mail from Galloway." Will growled. "We need to make a decision, now. We can't do it straight away – we need to think about the consequences and discuss it properly. I think I may need to speak to Ironhide or someone right now... in fact, I'm going to do that. Sorry to bother you Sam, but I really need to go."

"Will? What are you going to do?" Sam asked. He sounded worried.

"Don't worry about it. I'll call you later." Will replied.

"Will –"

"Bye Sam." Will ended the call and walked out of the study. "Sarah, something came up. I have to go back to the base."

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Will showed his security pass to the guards at the Autobot hangar and walked in. He shone his torch around the hangar, looking for Ironhide. He knew he could trust the Autobot weapon's specialist – he was his closest friend besides Epps. He walked over to Ironhide and tapped him on the hood. Ironhide's headlights came on and Will patted him gently.

"Easy 'Hide, it's just me." Will whispered. He didn't want to wake the other Autobots out of their recharge. "I need your help 'Hide, but first you have to promise me something."

"What is it?" Ironhide's voice rumbled from the topkick.

"That you never tell anyone what you're going to see. You have to take it with you to the grave. Can you promise me that?" Will whispered.

"I promise, Will." Ironhide growled.

"Good. Right, I'll get you out of here." Will said, walking towards the hangar doors. The topkick slowly advanced behind him. Will knocked on the hangar doors twice and they opened.

"Sir?" one of the soldiers asked. "There's an Autobot behind you."

"I know." Will replied, patting Ironhide on the hood again. "I need to take him with me for a job. It's okay, I trust Ironhide more than I trust myself. Now, if you'll please step aside..."

"Of course sir." The soldier said. Will walked out of the hangar, followed by the topkick.

"Where are we going?" Ironhide asked as Will climbed into the front seat.

"To find a network terminal." Will answered. "How do you feel about doing a bit of hacking?"

"Into what?"

"Galloway's computer."

"I am unbelievably glad that you asked me."

"I thought you would be."

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