Again just like with Hadfield before I was sat in a chair on the opposite side of a table to Borken with Fowler in another chair on my right. This time everyone else was close in as well as we consider Borken not to be a threat. The Autobots surrounded the table, glaring at him as they had been betrayed by him.

Fowler's and the Autobots emotions were running a high due to this betrayal so I opted to lead the interview as I didn't know him personally. To me he was just another man to deal with.

"We have a few things to discuss you and I" I started. Borken sat slumped in his seat. He was the exact opposite to the recently deceased Hadfield, there was no confidence, no flare. Just a man who knew it was all over for him, utterly defeated with nothing left to lose.

"Shall we talk about your reckless driving, endangering other road users? Or should we discuss about how you fired a gun at Fowler and myself?" I paused for added effect and lowered my voice slightly and leaned in closer "Or should we talk about how you have been leaking information to the Decepticons and betraying the Autobots?"

He remained silent, looking at his feet at shuffling in his seat slightly.

"Well?"

"I… Well…" He was struggling where to start.

"Ok, let's start from where it all began shall we? How long have you been passing information?"

"Not long, since late August"

"Ok, now how have you been in contact with them?"

"I sent out a signal on a certain frequency and they come to that location straight away"

"And so far, how much have you given them?"

"Little, I try to keep things on my terms, but they lean on me more and more"

"Ok. When you got your hands on the Custodes terrae file. What did you with it? Do the Decepticons have it?"

"No, well not entirely anyway. They tried to force me to give it all up, but I didn't because then I would lose what little control I had over them. After a while they were getting tired of waiting and started to question if I had anything at all. So to prove I did I gave them information about the CSV Nevada Highway and that you were serving on board it, as they had mentioned you from time to time. Until they made their move on you which they informed me about they were relatively happy with what I had given to them. But soon they want more and more. But I tried to hold back as to keep control because if I gave it all, I was afraid they would kill me when I was beyond useful"

"So if they don't have it, then where is it then?"

"Somewhere where I knew the Autobots couldn't reach"

"And that would be?"

He slowly looked up at me, his face changed. He was grinning, as if pleased with himself. He chuckled slightly "It's in a military base in Montana. Only this base is manned by people like myself. We have sworn an allegiance with the Decepticons. So if the Autobots wanted to retrieve the files on behalf of the British government, it would mean they would have to kill us humans which they have vowed to protect. Also it is within sight of a town so they would also be spotted. It is immune to Autobot attack" He started to laugh out loud, very pleased with himself.

I looked up at the Autobots. If it wasn't for Optimus I was pretty damn sure Borken would have been pancaked. I raised my hand to try and calm there nerves.

"Ok then. So it is immune from them then? Did you think about someone like me?"

"Ha! You think you can just walk in there? And what would you do when to get there? I'm pretty sure you couldn't hack the security systems"

I started to glace to Ratchet "Don't think about it. The place is isolated completely. It even has its own power supply so even he can't hack the system, you have to do it on site. And besides you would need a small army to break in"

"So you don't think I could get it?"

"Yeah"

"Then obviously there is something you don't know about me"

"And what's that?"

"Just like Hadfield, I was trained by the SBS and have done some work with the service"

His new gained confidence just drained out of him. His plans had been ruined by that sentence. Just like when I criminal who thinks they have gotten away with it turns the next corner and runs smack into the hands of the law. All his efforts were thrown out of the window.

A new emotion came to him. Anger "Grrr, you English think you have the right to police the world"

At that moment everyone, possibly even Optimus, winced at that comment. They all knew my distaste at begin labelled as English. They knew I took my Welsh heritage seriously. My face scrunched up. Now was my turn to be mad at him, but he didn't stop there.

"If this is the best the English have got, then the Autobots are in more trouble than I thought"

I stood up and strode around the table and stood tall over him, I picked him off his chair, standing him up.

I snarled at him "I'm Welsh"

And with that I head butted him, He collapsed back on the chair and was out cold.

The Autobots save Optimus looked pleased that how they saw it, some justice begin done.

I looked up at "Optimus, Arcee. May I speak to you two in private please?"

Optimus gestured to the nearest corridor. I followed behind them, trying to keep up.

I got myself to a ledge. It was just like all that time ago when I admitted to them about my past and for permission to carry a gun in the base. Only now I was going to ask a lot more.

"From what I gather, I would guess that this base is going to be a challenge. We know you can't go as he just explained how. But I doubt that even I could break in"

"So what is your suggestion?" Optimus asked.

"I need a highly trained team. A team made for this sort of purpose" I paused and tried to think how to say it. But I simply went for the simple way "Ok, I'm just going to come out with it. Optimus I would like your permission to invite more people to this base"

"Whoa!" Arcee exclaimed "Michael, we just can't allow more humans into our war. We can't possibly protect more humans"

"Hold on Arcee" Optimus ordered putting a hand out to extenuate his verbal command. "Michael, who is this team that you speak of?"

"My instructors who taught me to fight. Squadron X of the Special Boat Service"

I could sense Optimus' doubts about allowing this request

Arcee made her say "Optimus, I have to object to this. We simply can't have more humans knowing about us. If the Cons find out, I doubt we could protect them as well the others here"

"Actually Arcee, that's where you're wrong. They know about you already. If the British Government know of you then so does all the British special forces. That's the SAS, the SBS, the SRR and the SFSG"

"So you wish to team up with your instructors to reclaim the stolen files?"

"Yes Optimus. It's the only way. They already know about you and they are an elite war unit. I doubt the Decepticons could even find them first, let alone attack them"

Arcee was still clearly not happy, but she couldn't argue. We remained silent as the great Prime thought to himself as to what decision he was going to make.

"Michael, I will allow this"

Arcee was about to protest but Optimus stopped her "However, for as long as they fight on our behalf, we Autobots will watch over them should the Decepticons show up. I understand that there ability to hide is second to none, however I am under no illusions to the fact that if they were to be ambushed by the Decepticons, I would seriously doubt in their ability to fight back. We will guard them from a distance while they operate"

"Thank you Optimus. I know it is a great ask for you. Like before, I wouldn't have asked if there was another way"

"That is quite alright Michael. I understand you have our best interests at heart. And for that I thank you"

I felt very humbled by that statement. "Thank you. Well I better start drawing up plans"

I hopped back to the floor and the three of us made our way back to the main room.

Borken was still out cold so I pulled Fowler to one side "Fowler, I'm going to need a layout of that base, can you do that?"

"That shouldn't be a problem. We've known about that base for a while"

"What?"

"There was a base taken over by a militant group a few years ago in Montana. But the base was of little use to the Pentagon, it was built in the cold war days and has never been used. It was due for decommissioning. But when this group took a useless base and started claiming independence we just left them to it. Guess we didn't really know what I was all about after all"

"So can you get the plans?"

"I'll call the Pentagon for them, straight away. So what's your plan?"

"I'm calling in the SBS to help out"

"Why not the taskforce?"

"No, the task force is an army, should the Bots fail. We need a team that works secretly all the time. I know the SBS and I know what they can do"

"If you say so. I'll call the air force to have spy-planes fly over the area"

"Won't the base spot them?"

"No, they'll look like commercial jet liners from high above. They don't fly in circles, just long straight patterns mimicking the jet above, they won't suspect a thing"

"Right ok. You get on with that while I call an old friend" He went towards the platform with computers to get on with that. I walked around to the table in the middle of the vast room, in front of the ground bridge to see Borken still out cold.

"Bulkhead, Bee. Just keep an eye on him for now would you?"

"Sure thing" Bulkhead replied, Bee just nodded.

I made my way up the steps to my desk and picked up the phone. I dialled a number and it rang.

"Captain Wallace speaking" Said a man's voice who had been woken up.

"You're a Captain now?"

"Who is this?" He sounded annoyed.

"Michael Rickers, sir"

"Mike? Is that really you?" His voice changed from one of annoyance to that of surprise.

"Present and correct, Sarge" I replied to him as I did all those years ago.

"Now this I didn't expect, wow your voice has changed. How old are you now, twenty?"

"Nineteen"

"Well what can I do for you?"

"Well, this is going to take some time to explain, are you busy?"

"No, I was sleeping"

"Sorry to have wake but it is very urgent. Well this is the situation…"