Author Note

Here the second chapter. I managed to smash this out a lot quicker so you were all satisfied. Now this will be the only time this month I can do that. I've got an assignment to hand in by Monday and I've got to exams at the end of the week, these were the two I fail before so fingers crossed all will go well. Check out my deviantart page as I still have the time to upload there.

Enjoy

It was the next morning and Michael slowly woke up to a throbbing headache. He groaned and sat up in the bed, wiping the sleep from his eyes. He noticed he was still in his clothes from the night before. He also checked his watch which he still had strapped to his left wrist. It was half eight. He paused to wonder how his body managed to naturally wake up at such an early time, considering how much alcohol he drunk the night before. He didn't remember the latter part of the night. He remembered starting on a bottle of rum but then it all got a bit hazy. He hoped he hadn't made a fool of himself like he did on his nineteenth birthday, never again would he climb a tree if it wasn't necessary.

He slowly climbed out of the bed and when his feet touched the floor, he discovered that his black Chelsea boots were still on his feet.

"Oh, damn it" He realized that he must have been completely out of it last night. He looked up again and was slightly surprised to find himself in his room at the Autobot base. He knew the plan was at the end of the night, he and Jack were to come back to the base, but he couldn't remember for the life of him when he had got there.

He stood up and padded to the door. He pushed the door open slowly and stepped out into the corridor. He slowly walked down the corridor towards the main control room of the base. He wasn't looking forward to what he think might happen.

He walked into the main room and all the Autobots, along with the three children were there, all looking at him. He slowly climbed the steps to the platform that was the human living area in the room. He went straight for the makeshift kitchen and put the kettle on to make a cup of coffee. He leaned back on the worktop and looked at everyone.

"Ok, how bad was I?" He asked everyone.

Optimus answered for everyone "I was I told that you threw a spanner at Ratchet"

Michael raised his hand to his face in shame "Ah shit" He muttered. "Did I do anything else?" He asked, not really wanting the answer but knew he would find out at some point.

"No, you pretty much past out before you could do anything else" Ratchet replied in a tone that might have suggested otherwise.

Michael looked to Jack who too looked like he had a slight hangover, but Michael knew he wouldn't be as bad because he drank less than Michael did and his liver was in much better condition than Michael's.

The kettle boiled and Michael got a jar of instant coffee out and made himself that cup of coffee. He put in four teaspoons of the stuff for a strong cup.

"Fowler called earlier" Optimus started "He said the British government know you came here as an extradition order has been given to the government of this country"

Michael looked at Optimus surprised, he didn't think they would have put one together so quickly.

"Fowler will be arriving shortly to escort you to an airfield where you will be flown back to your country"

"Why can't I just use the Ground Bridge?"

"That was against the conditions of the order. You are to taken back under British control"

"Oh"

Michael got some milk out of the fridge and added some to his coffee. After he replaced it, he had a sip of the coffee which was definitely needed.

The sound of a car engine was heard and a few moments later Junes car entered the base and parked up to the side near the Ground Bridge control. She got out of the car and she didn't look pleased.

"Jack!" She yelled in that tone that only mothers do. She walked up the steps, the body was rigid while she walked, she was very angry at Jack. She stomped over to her son who was near the TV and pointed at him.

"What did you think you were doing, Jack?"

"Mom, I-"

"You went out drinking in a foreign country, UNDERAGE!" She shouted.

"Mom, please-"

"What have I told you about staying out late at night? Something could have happened, you could have been arrested"

"Mom-"

"No, I don't want to hear it. I brought you up to be a responsible, grown up young man and this is how you behave…"

Michael was getting sick of listen to Junes lecture to Jack, plus it was giving him a headache.

"Oh god, don't you ever shut up!" He yelled over to her.

This made June's blood boil, she spun on her heels and stomped over to Michael "And you should have known better. You're not that much older than Jack. You should be setting an example, not encouraging this sort of stupid behaviour"

Michael looked away from her to show he wasn't listening.

"You listen to me young man, I will not tolerate this stupidity. Start acting your age"

"I don't care about what you've got to say"

"I don't what's got into you lately, but you have been very confrontational. I've seen this sort of nonsense before and I know exactly what you're feeling"

Michael swooped around June and shoved her to the worktop and slammed his fist into the cupboard just next to her head, completely smashing the wooden door panel. June yelp in terror, Michael had almost punched her full force in the head. He snarled at her and breathed loudly through his nostrils like a raging bull.

"You have no idea what I'm feeling right now. Have you ever been betrayed by your own country and had to face life in prison because you decided to do what was right?" He shouted down at her.

She was shaking in fear where she stood. Michael had never actively shown aggression to any one of them like this before. Michael stood still for a few long seconds, still breathing like a raging bull. Finally he pulled his fist out of the broken cupboard and stepped back, allowing June to get away from him.

"Michael" Optimus spoke. Michael slowly turned to face him, the same expression etched on his face "I believe a quite word is in order, don't you?" He said in an authoritative tone.

Michael however had other ideas, he snatched the kettle and before Optimus could react, Michael threw the kettle at his face and it hit its target with the kettle smashing to pieces all over Optimus' face.

"FUCK OFF!" He screamed at them all "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Michael stormed off toward the lift and headed for the top of the mountain.

"I better go after him" Elita said, heading for the industrial sized lift. Optimus however stopped her by grabbing her by the shoulder.

"I think it would be best if we leave him to his own devices for the time being. Obviously he is under a lot of stress. He will come back when he is ready"

Only now was everybody truly seeing how stressed Michael really was and it was starting to get to them. They all knew that Michael might never come back to them if the worst were to happen. The mood on the base wasn't good.

By now the time had gone past ten in the morning and Fowler was coming in to land on the helipad at the Autobot base. Once landed and the helicopter's gas turbine engines were winding down he got out of the aircraft and headed for the lift into the base proper.

Everyone knew Fowler had arrived and now was going to be there last moments with Michael before he was to be handed over to the British. Fowler stepped out of the lift and headed straight for Michael who was standing close to Elita, now that he had calmed down and apologized for his violent outburst earlier.

"Michael, I have an extradition order for you to be sent back to the United Kingdom. I have to escort you to the transport that will take you there" He said in a formal manner.

Michael leaned on the railing looking at him with a blank face, finally accepting that the time had come "What's the transport?"

"An RAF transport plane from an airbase not far from here"

Michael nodded slightly "Can we use the Ground Bridge to get there? So the Autobots can come as well?"

"Sure, shouldn't be a problem"

Michael looked back up at his guardian, and she nodded to him that she was fine about it. He also looked to Optimus as well and he too agreed with a single nod.

Michael took a deep breath and exhaled "Right, let's get going" He stated.

"Ratchet, activate the Ground Bridge" Optimus ordered.

Everyone except Ratchet made their way over to the Ground Bridge. Ratchet entered in the coordinates that Fowler gave him and pulled the lever down. The ground bridge erupted to that amazing display of a swirling wall of light. One by one, they all walked through.

In an airbase in the middle of the Nevada desert the ground bridge portal opened up and everyone came out and into the hot sun. Fowler took the front as a swarm of army Jeeps surrounded them. Fowler flashed his badge to the Sargent of the platoon and told them to stand down. He quickly explained why they were here and they were all escorted to the hangers on the air base where they saw an RAF Airbus A330 transport ready and waiting, with a number of British special forces troops surrounding it.

Michael faced Elita and for the first time in a while, he looked afraid. Elita knelt down and scooped him up and hugged him hard.

"It's going to be ok. You'll be back in no time" She told him.

"Something tells me, I'll never see you again" Michaels eyes began to water.

"You will, you will" She reassured him.

"I-I don't want to go, I want to stay with you"

"You have to go. You don't have a choice" She hugged him harder. She put a hand behind Michael's head and held him there. She had become something like a second mother to Michael and she had grown to love Michael as a son to her, so it wasn't easy for her to say goodbye either. The last time they said goodbye for a long time, Michael almost ended up getting killed by Megatron. So naturally she was afraid for Michael. But the time had come for Michael to go. Elita lowered him back to ground but held onto him for a moment "You will come back to me, just you see. We'll get through this" She leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead.

"I'll miss you" He said.

"Go now, remember I'll always love you" She said.

"Same"

Elita finally let go of him and took a step back. Michael took a final look at everyone in front of him. He gave them a brief smile then turn on his heels.

He walked over in a sort of march toward the RAF transport plane where a line of troops readied there SA80's at him.

"HANDS OUT STRETCHED!" The commanding officer ordered Michael.

Michael stopped and did just that. Two troops cautiously approached him with weapons drawn. When they got close enough, one patted him down to check for weapons. He removed Michael's phone, wallet and keys from his inside jacket pocket. The troop reached for a pair of hand cuffs.

"Is that really necessary?" Michael asked.

"Sorry Mr Rickers. Orders" The soldier explained.

He turned Michael around a place the cuffs on Michael's wrist behind his back. He then guided Michael towards the steps at the front of the plane where all the other personnel were boarding. Michael was led up the steps and towards his seat. His cuffs were taken off and put back on in front of him and was strapped into the seat. The other troops took their seats as the air crew prepared for the flight.

The engines started up and the transport plane taxied off the apron and towards the runway. The plane taxied around and lined up on the runway and the engines roared, the plane quickly picked up speed and halfway down the nose came up and the big transport plane took off and climbed quickly into the sky.

The Autobots and the humans watched it till it went out of sight. Elita felt as if Michael had been taken from her and was very upset to see him being taken away like that. He was treated like a criminal and she hated to see that. Optimus came up beside her and gave her a reassuring hug. None of them were sure if he would ever come back.