Star Fleet Command had received the Romulan Audio message and it was entirely, as expected, in Romulan. The look on Admiral Archer's face indicated he knew what was happening. Robau was confused, as everyone else, on who the empire had captured. There were check ups scheduled in the next two weeks sending messages to starships that were deep in space to see which one was out federation space. Robau had a nice office that gave a good overview of San Fransisco. Most of Robau's belongings had been sent back home during his final stop at a starbase on the Kelvin. Archer entered the officer's office.

"Mr Archer," Robau greeted him. "Fancy seeing you here," he cocked a brow up. "Did Shran . . ."

"Shran is very interested in this issue," Archer said. .

"Struck a cord in the Andorian?" Robau asked.

"Seems so," Archer said. "he pressed the issue in pointing out it could have been him in Spock's position."

"That would strike a cord," Robau said.

"Tell me, do you happen to know where your former first officer went?" Archer asked.

Robau came over bringing a bottle of bourbon and two glasses.

"Not really," Robau said. "Last I heard, they were in Iowa."

"They're not," Archer said, taking a filled glass. "Your previous second officer told me."

Robau gave him a look in return as it had only been four days since the message had been received. Robau had been busy with the new paperwork that showed up. There were rule breakers who needed to be put under the rug. Not a line closer to court martial even if one or two said they were about to be court martialed but the situation had changed that had the process be halted and hadn't been covered by the media outlets. A part of Robau was relieved the process didn't become completed. Star Fleet did not need the wide spread news that someone mutinied against the captain.

"That is unlike them," Robau said. "and why are you interested in George of all people?"

"Because he is a familiar face to the Ambassador," Archer said. Robau sat down into a chair and took a sip from a glass.

"He is the trust worthy kind of officer," Robau agreed, with a nod of his head. "I take it you want to use him for the rescue mission."

"Yes," Archer said.

"And you were directly told by Spock not to have that rescue mission," Robau said.

"Uh huh," Archer said. "I have the greatest respect for Vulcans," he gently rotated the glass in a circle in his free hand. "Love them, frankly. Cute the way they deny they have feelings."

"But you won't abide their requests," Robau said.

"Uh huh," Archer said. "You know the commander best."

"You want me to go find him?" Robau asked.

"Yes," Archer said. "I will make it worth his while."

"I will see what I can do," Robau said. "What ship are you sending?"

"The Shran," Archer said. "I am sending Captain Bole along for the rescue mission."

"Didn't she get tortured for five months by the Catalians?" Robau asked, concerned.

"She did," Archer said. "and she is better than when we got her back."

"Back on duty so soon?" Robau said. "That is concerning. It is not like we are going to need that kind of ..."

"We may need that," Archer said. "after all, these are Romulans."

"Catalians are known to be less empire like but other than that..." Robau said. "I get it!" he snapped his fingers. "Using someone familiar to the Romulans to captain this mission. That's really clever."

"May have been a couple decades since taking command," Archer said. "time won't stop me from retrieving an ambassador whether they want it or not."

"To the extraction," Robau said, holding his glass up.

"To the Ambassador's safe return," Archer said, as their glasses thunked together.

It was decided, Robau was definitely going to be on George's tail.