A/N - I Do not own anything to do with The Terminator, or the series. Only DVD's and Video games. If i did, we would be in the third season by now...

This story is Completely out of my mind, something that i wanted with a little Jameron involved. I have massive writer's block for my first story, thats why i wrote this Microfic. I have other ideas that could possibly spawn this story into another book, but i want to see what people think of my writing before i start on that and leave myself dissappointed...

Please... READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!! Lol

Sitting round a campfire, John and Cameron were deep in conversation. They relaxed in plastic beach chairs, enjoying the time away from Sarah Connor. Its been a while since they could both just lounge around and relax, without the threat of Terminators or someone wanted to terminate their relationship.

"Skynet gave a few Terminators something called an 'emotion simulator'… It basically allows us to simulate and mimic human emotions. Shortly after the explosion on your birthday, my emotion simulator started turning on and off without my control." Cameron stated while looking at the fire dancing back and forth.

"So you don't have control on when it turns on or off… Your… emotions, if that's what we can call them, aren't in your control anymore." John stated with curiosity on his face.

"Yes. They are no longer in my control." Cameron stated matter of factly.

John sat there for a while watching the dancing flames of yellow and orange, thinking about what he just heard. If she cant control her emotions, what really makes her that different than a human…? Well… other than the hardened coltan and wires, she really is just like us. She wants to live, she wants to learn, she wants to love.

"Cameron… What do you want?"

"I don't understand"

"What… Do… You… Want? Its not that hard of a question. What do you want out of life, if you can call it that, what do you want? Why are you here?" John asked.

"To protect John Connor, to ensure the survival of the human race. To stop Skynet."

"No, im not talking about what you have been programmed for, im talking about what you want. You. Not your programming. What do you, Cameron Phillips, What do you want?" He asked.

"John, I want you. When we lived in the future, you showed me what it was like to live. To truly live. You showed me mercy when others thought you should Terminate me. I made a mistake, I know that I should have been destroyed, but you thought I should live. You never discriminated, you hated the thought of taking my life. You taught me that all life is sacred."

"What do you mean that others wanted me to terminate you?"

***2027***

John was sitting at his desk working on plans for his next attack on Skynet. The plan was to take a mass group of soldiers and reprogrammed machines and mount an attack on Serrano Point. If they were successful, it would mean the upper hand for humanity, they might have a chance of winning the war after all.

After hours of working and planning, John looked at his watch.

3:18 AM

Where the hell was Allison? She had went on a mission for intel on Serrano point. That was two days ago, why the hell wasn't she back yet? It shouldn't have taken this long for her to go out there and come back. John was beginning to worry.

'She can take care of herself. She's a strong soldier in this resistance. I have to just relax and stop worrying… she'll be back shortly.' He thought to himself as he laid down on his cot in his room. He stared into the dark grey celling of his room when he heard soldiers start screaming and dogs barking like crazy. 'What the hell?'

He grabbed his R-181 Phased Plasma Rifle from under his bed and went out to investigate. The sight stole the air out of his lungs…

There she was, Allison Young, the love of his life, pistol in one hand, shotgun in the other. She had kicked open the door to his bunker and started killing everything and everyone that got in her way. She had just shot Sgt. Julia Martin before looking up and finding John Connor in her sight.

"John Connor…" She stated before raising her gun and pointing it at his head.

"Allison… please…. You don't want to do this. You don't have to do this." He pleaded with the machine.

The machine cocked its head as if trying to understand the meaning behind his words. Something deep in her chip was conflicting with the termination protocol listed by Skynet. Allison Young was keeping her from killing Connor.

"Please, you don't have to do this, we can figure something out, we can make you better, you don't have to do this… Please, I love you." A single tear slid down the side of the hardened soldier.

Her gun began to faulter, her hand began to shake, and she could no longer make the shot that could kill John Connor. She calculated that she was no longer at 100%.

"John, I love you t----" She started to say as her world went black.

The trap had worked. She didn't realize that there was a failsafe incase a Terminator attacked the bunker. She stepped right into it.

120 seconds. That's all the time he had.

He flicked open his knife and cut a semi-circular cut in the machines head right above the chip port cover. Peeling back the flesh and exposing the shimmering coltan underneath, he placed the knife in the port cover. A pop let him know that it was loose. Carefully he removed the shock dampening assembly which allowed him access to her CPU. Carefully and tenderly, he removed it.

***Present***

"Do you understand what I'm telling you so far John? Cameron asked.

"Yeah, I do. It's a lot to take in Cameron. Basically your saying that I was in love with a girl named Allison Young. You were made in the exact image of her, to infiltrate my base, and kill me."

"Yes."

"And what happened to Allison? Did she live? What Happened to her?"

"She's dead John. I killed her. I terminated her life at 9:28PM on April 15th 2027. I'm sorry." She stated with a hint of guilt in her voice.

"What do you mean that you killed her? Why did you kill her Cameron? Why did she need to die?!" John screamed.

"It was my mission to interrogate her and get as much information on the 'Connor Camp' as I could. IT was not my choice, i was still under Skynet programming. She had stated that her sister gave her a silver bracelet for her birthday. It turned out that it was a pass to the 'Connor camp'. When the Trip-8's raided the base the first time, they had returned with a count of 5 bracelets. We determined that it was a pass to get into the base. If I would have gone there at that time, they, You, would have known what I was. What I am. She was terminated because she lied to me.

"What if she didn't lie to you, what if she would have told you what it meant from the beginning?

"She would have still been terminated. She would have no longer have been of any use. She loved you and I killed her. I killed her John, I'm sorry. I didn't meant to kill her. If I would have known what I know now, I would never have don't that in the first place. I'm so sorry John." Cameron stated as tears began to flow freely from her eyes. She was truthfully regretful.

John without thinking cupped her face with his hands, looked deep into the dark chocolate pools of brown, and without thinking, kissed her. A deep passionate kiss that lasted as long as his lungs could. The kiss broke as John's body demanded air.

"Cameron, I loved you, I always have, and always will. Nothing will ever change that." He said breathlessly.

"But I killed someone in your life that you loved. You loved her. You loved her more than life itself when we first met. You couldn't stand the sight of me because it reminded you too much of Allison. How am I suppost to deal with that?" She stated, still with tears streaming down the side of her perfect face.

"Cameron listen to me. That wasn't you. That was Skynet's version of you. Not… you… You are you. If it came down to it again, I'm sure that I would have done it all over again. I don't know Allison, nor do I really care to know her. I'm sure she was a great person, but she isn't you. I love you, only you. I would cross the fires of hell and back for you. You don't know how much you mean to me." He stated with sorrow in his eyes.

Cameron sat in silence watching the fire as she sniffled. "What makes you so sure. She was a human, she IS human. Im nothing but a machine. I am, and always will be a machine. You said it yourself, I have no soul and never will. What makes me so much better than her?"

John sat belated. He had no clue on how to answer her question. What she said is true. Allison is human, and Cameron will always be a machine. How can she compare? There are things that Allison would be able to do that Cameron would never be able to do… Why did he favor her so much though.

"You're right. You're a machine. You will never be human."

Cameron turned in her chair as her eyes started to well up again. She could feel the tears clawing her eyes.

"But still. I love you. I'm, sorry for what I said before. I know you have a soul. I Don't know what kind of soul you have, but you have one. I love you and will always love you. You may never be human, but you make me feel better than a human ever can."

Cameron turned back around in her chair and looked at John, her eyes red and puffy from so much crying. "What do you mean?" She asked.

"What human would lay their life on the line form me to live? What human would take a bullet for me and ask nothing in return. Im sure that I have many soldiers in the future that I would send to their deaths and would ask nothing in return. But you, your someone I could never live without." John stated.

"Thank you." She simply stated.

"What for?" He asked

"For saying someone instead of something. Ive heard it so much in the future and present. People calling me and 'it' instead of anything else. You're the only one that ever truly treated me like a person. I love you for it…."

" I Love you too Cameron."

***2027***

After reprogramming the machine known as 'Cameron Phillips', John Connor sat at his desk in his room looking though different plans that he had made to attack Skynet. His SIC (Second in Command) stood next to him, ever watchful, ever waiting for a threat.

"What's the matter John?" She asked after 74 minutes of silence.

"Nothing really, just wondering about things, and what really could have been. I don't blame you for what happened, I know that you were working for Skynet, but im just wondering about what could have been. Could I have ever had a family? Could I have ever had little Johns running around? What could have been… something I will always wonder." Hints of sadness marred his tone of voice as he spoke.

***Present***

"Cameron…? Do you ever wonder what would have been? I mean… if Allison was never killed, what would have happened? Would I have ever been a family man?" John asked.

"I don't know. I find it strange though. Future-you asked me basically the same question before he sent me back. Im going to tell him the same thing that I told you. I don't know. My main purpose in all of this is to protect you. Without you my being has no purpose. Without you I am nothing."

John sighed. He moved closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and continued to look at the fire.

"Im not sure if Future-me would be pissed off or not, but honestly, I don't think I would have changed anything. You're my world." He stated.

A hint of a smile crossed her face as she watched the fire dance from one log to the other. As much as she knew… she wouldn't have changed anything either.

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