Hey guys so I know alot of you are like

WTF Why arn't you working on Trials!!

I'am but I got this great idea from Salvation and DESTINYSARAH on the Terminator wiki chat so I decided to go for it.

so here it goes

A Noble Sacrifice

"I always knew my purpose in life: Protect my son; get him ready for the coming apocalypse."

It seemed so easy for Sarah, jumping into that brawl with those cops to give John enough time to get away. It was what she did; it's all she has ever done since she was barely eighteen years old. She protected her son, John Connor, the future leader of the human resistance and her sole purpose in life. But lately her 'purpose' has been straying away from her, no longer needing either her embrace or advice. Now he looked to the machine for comfort and council; he no longer needed her anymore. So, she went to the priest and through other contacts to make sure that he knows not to come for her, to leave and never come back.

"CONNOR, Visitor!!"

Sarah was immediately taken out of her self reflection and back to reality by the booming voice of the prison guard. Sarah looked up from the dirty, dull gray floor toward the burly guard whose face was obscured by the thick cage-like bars.

Sarah stood up, thinking that she would be taken to an interrogation room to talk to one of two people: the priest, who would have word on John and Cameron, or the second, her legal council who would advise her to take the Attorney General's plea deal. She was hoping for the former so she could get some news on John.

She was, however, mistaken when the guards opened her cell only to let in a woman in a blue business suit. She was very pale and sickly looking with a cream bandana covering a bald head. The only color Sarah could see on the women was from her suit and her brown, sallow eyes.

"Hello, Sarah," the woman said in a gentle and weak voice, smiling sadly at her.

"You my legal council?" Sarah asked, sitting down on the cot, avoiding the ill woman's gaze. For reasons unknown to Sarah this strange woman's appearance brought up a sudden but passing fear that Sarah had not felt since she was a child.

"No, my name is Dr. Serena Kogen, I'm here to give you back a purpose, Sarah." Serena's words brought Sarah shocked eyes to the tired brown ones of the doctor.

"What do you mean, 'a purpose'?" Sarah tried to ask neutrally, but shock laced the question. Serena smiled slightly and sat next to Sarah on the cot. Sarah scooted down a bit as the woman sat in Sarah's personal space.

"I'm a genetic scientist with… a company, and you have came up as match with a certain subject's blood type. We were wondering if you would agree to give up some of your bone marrow to us for our experiment." Serena explained with almost a desperate tone in her voice. Sarah stared down at the floor in thought for a minute and sighed as she looked up at Serena.

"No," Sarah stated firmly, returning her gaze to the floor. Serena stood up immediately looking at down on Sarah with an expression on her weary face closely resembling anger.

"This will look favorable in a jury's eye Sarah!" the woman offered, trying to elicit a positive answer out of her.

"I don't give a rat's ass what a jury thinks. I've done my living and now it's over," Sarah replied with no emotion in her voice.

"Maybe you don't care about killing a man, but you can save a baby's life by doing this, Sarah!" the comment caught Sarah's attention, causing her to pause a moment.

"A baby? You told me it was an experiment!" Sarah asked, looking at Serena with alarm.

"This experiment will save the infant's life for sure" Serena assured, placing a hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Please!" Serena pleaded with Sarah squeezing her shoulder desperately. Sarah looked once again into the women's eyes. The look was one Sarah recognized immediately as one of a desperate mother.

"Is it your baby?" Sarah asked

"My grandson," Serena replied without hesitation.

Sarah stared at the cell wall, lost in the memory of a chubby two year old John cuddling into her arms with the sounds of the jungle as his lullaby. Sarah smiled sadly closing her eyes with one tear staining her beautiful face.

"I'll do it."

***

Several days later Sarah was lying down on an examination table in a completely white surgical room. Sarah felt vulnerable and uncomfortable as she was only in her bra and panties; there were no gowns she could put on according to an old female prison guard with a lecherous look on her face as she watched Sarah from a gallery window.

The door opened and and a man in a lab coat entered. He had a blank look on his face and walked stiffly without any wasted movement.

"Hello Sarah, How do you feel?" Serena asked from behind a surgical mask she was putting on.

"Cold," Sarah answered, shivering a bit.

"Don't worry, Ms. Connor, this will only take a moment." The man that followed Serena inside the room replied just out of Sarah's vision. Sarah nodded looking up at the gallery to see that the perverted female guard was gone.

Sarah suddenly felt cold hands grip her wrists and pin them above her. Sarah looked up, alarmed to see Serena looking down at her, holding her down tight. Before Sarah could react she felt a sharp pinch right under her rib cage. Sarah turned her head to see the other doctor pulling a syringe out of her. Almost suddenly Sarah vision began to blur.

Sarah stared at the male doctor with panic as his eyes glowed red.

"Don't worry Sarah you have made a noble sacrifice," were the last words Sarah heard before she blacked out.

Okay so some foot notes.

this is AU from "Born to Run" in that Sarah leaves prison before John and Cameron can break her out.

the pervert prison guard is a writing tool that was suggest to me to give the readers a feeling of uncomfort like Sarah.

Okay Peeps R&R