Hey. This is my first fanfic. I want honest opinions on it. Tell me if you liked it or if you hated it. If you hated it maybe some constructive criticism would be nice. I love this show and I decided to finally write a story for myself. I think it came out pretty good. I'm actually pretty proud of it, but that's probably because this is my first story. I think the beginning was okay, but I think it gets better. I will be writing more chapters. The second one is already under construction so let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't own T: SCC. I can dream though, can't I?

John woke up sweating and shaking slightly. He knew it was just a dream, but that didn't make him feel anymore hopeful about the future. It was early, about 3 am. John finally became aware of another presence in his room. He felt kind of embarrassed about anyone seeing him in his current state. He realized it was Cameron. This freaked him out a bit. "Why is she in my room?" he thought to himself. He wasn't sure he liked her being in his room. He wasn't sure of himself around her. Then again he was never really sure about anything anymore.

He knew she was a machine. Hell, he'd even seen what she was capable of. Still, something inside of him kept clinging to the memories of those first two days at school back in 1999, before he knew what she really was.

"She's sitting close," he thought,"too close." Her fingertips swept gently across his forehead.

"Your heart rate is elevated and you are shivering profusely. According to your symptoms you have just had a nightmare."

"Well yeah, there's a lot of pressure on me," He said.

"Don't worry, you are strong in the future," Cameron responded.

John felt the need to tell her about his fears and worries. Or maybe it was just the need to tell someone, anyone that wouldn't judge him.

"I am so tired of people talking about how great I am in the future. I'm tired of people acting like the only reason for me to stay alive is so I can be the savior of mankind. We are the same person. Whatever he is, I am" John spoke somewhat angrily," Thing is, I know who I am and I'm no savior."

"You are feeling self doubt. Its ok, that's normal for someone your age under such circumstances," Cameron once again stated the obvious.

"No, this is not just some teen angst thing." John stated impatiently" I don't want this responsibility."

Cameron had a slight look of understanding and loyalty on her face. John knew that Cameron understood the future better than he did, but that she could never fully understand the pressure of having to live up to something you did not choose for yourself.

All of his thoughts started to come forth, all of his fears, and worries, and doubts coming out in one huge rush.

Cameron just sat there and listened, remembering the future John; her John telling her that he was very alone growing up, telling her that he wanted her to be more than just a protector. He wanted her to be a comfort and a confidant to his younger self, to be a friend. Remembering this conversation Cameron wrapped her arms around John and stroked his hair.

"It's ok," she stated confidently.

"W-what are you doing" John mumbled, trying to compose himself a little.

"What you told me to do," Cameron whispered against his neck.

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