Stop Them From Making Me

By The Alternative Source

Disclaimer: I don't own the Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. But it doesn't stop me from writing about it.

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Chapter 3

Cameron sat in a tree a block or two from the house and studied it. She had left the home three hours ago. And in those three hours a couple of curious things had happened.

First off Derek and John apparently had an argument.

Then John and Riley had an argument.

And then Sarah and John had an argument.

She was a little too hear the topics of each argument but she could hear and see them sometimes shouting and walking around the house. But all that mattered was that they were safe and that Riley had left the house in a heated rage. Cameron contemplated stepping down from the tree, but she decided not to when she heard Sarah and John arguing from inside the house. After about 20 minutes the argument had died and everything was quiet again.

Deciding that it was about time that she returned to the house she jumped down from the tree.

'They're probably about to go to sleep.'

She started walking back towards the house. In a couple of minutes she was in front of the house. She stopped with a hand placed on the gate.

'All the lights are off except the kitchen. Everyone's probably asleep besides Sarah…'

Cameron's thoughts were interrupted as the front door opened and Derek Reese stood in the doorway. He had an indifferent look on his face.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Cameron smirked and made her way to Derek.

'Derek always likes to make himself seem like the aggressive male.'

When she reached him she let her emotionless because Sarah was probably right around the corner, "I was not far."

"Not far? You better be protecting John like your programmed too."

Cameron walked through the door. Just when she was passing him she stopped and whispered to him, "I needed some time."

"Why?" Derek closed the door and kept an eye out for Sarah.

"Sarah came to me and questioned me."

At this his eyes darted to hers quickly before looking up again.

"About what?"

"About the way that I've been acting lately."

"She's been noticing things about you since the explosion. She watches you more. I don't think it'll be long until she figures out something."

"Like you did."

"Yeah like I did."

FLASHBACK

Cameron walked over to the stereo and was about to press the replay button on the classical piece when she heard someone shift by her door. Turning her head she looked at her intruder, Derek Reese. He was standing in her doorway with a confused look on her face.

"Derek," Cameron said. At his name being spoken his eyes focused in on her. His eyes hardened and he walked in the room and closed the door behind him.

"What were you doing?" Derek asked with his teeth clenched.

"Ballet," was Cameron's simple reply, "I was practicing so I would not look like…"

"You're LYING!!" he yelled all of a sudden, "I wasn't sure before but I am sure now. You were there. You were in that room. YOU WERE THERE!!"

Cameron watched him for a couple of seconds with her big brown eyes. Her face looked emotionless but inside she was contemplating how this conversation would end. She remembered everything that he was talking about. She remembered the room. She remembered the pain. And she remembered the music. Cameron's shoulders slightly fell and she sighed.

"Derek."

"TELL ME!!"

"Derek, lower your voice. John and Sarah will hear you."

"I DON'T CARE," Derek yelled while pulling out his gun and pointing it at her, "TELL ME."

She looked at his rapidly shifting eyes. Being calm with Derek was not an option anymore. It was of no use to hide it from him. This was the confrontation she had been waiting for. Turning away from him, Cameron turned off the stereo. She turned her head and saw that he still had his gun pointed at her. Still keeping her eyes on him she walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge.

"Sit down, Derek," Cameron pointed at a chair next to the door. When he didn't move she let her emotionless face slide away and a sad face replaced it, "TELL ME."

"It was the music wasn't it?" Cameron asked. Derek nodded and she continued, "Derek you need to understand that whatever I did was out of my hands."

"I know," Derek said before lowering his weapon and leaning back in the chair, "Explain this."

Cameron lowered her eyes and looked at her hands, "These hands look so much like what I looked like before. Human. Even my fingers, my eyes, my lips all look human. They look like me when I was alive."

"What do you mean?" Derek asked with a bit of curiosity in his voice.

"When they brought you down to the room to torture you they were planning on using their newest project. Me," she looked up at him, "I remember the first time I saw you. You looked brave but there was a slight sliver of fear in you. What do you remember about me?"

Derek placed his hand on his chin and thought for a couple of seconds before replying, "I remember being thrown into the room and seeing you sitting by the grand piano in the corner. I couldn't understand why a small thing like you could be there. But it changed when you stopped and just sat there. I saw that your hands were gripping the edges of the stool and when you let them go the wood was broken and splintered. I then knew what you were."

"I wasn't complete then. I was gripping the wood because I did not want to hurt anyone anymore. They had captured me three months before when they destroyed my camp. Apparently they had been looking for the most able bodied human in the small camp. And after I destroyed three of them they knocked me out and took me with them. I woke up a week before I met you in some sort of lab. I was their biggest success apparently. I was the newest model that looked and acted like a human. I would be able to infiltrate any location that they assigned me because of it," Cameron looked up at Derek with tear-rimmed eyes, "They took what I was away from me. They took my laughter, compassion, will, and the most important thing. My heartbeat."

Cameron touched the spot where her heart should have been and paused for a second before growing angry, "THEY TOOK MY HEART!!" the tears slipped down her cheeks and Derek could only sit there in shock as every tear slipped down her cheek, "But I had my heart when I first met you. That's why I barely hurt. I just hurt you enough to make it look real. I remember walking over to you and seeing the hatred in your eyes for me. I hated myself for making you fear me."

"I remember. You showed me the parts of you were machine. And I remember feeling your heartbeat. That was the last time I saw you. Well that is until I saw you at the base. At first I thought you were still the disaster that I met with a heart but when I saw your eyes I knew you were completed."

Cameron wiped the tears off her face, "I was completed by then and they had changed my mission and wiped out my memory. When I came to destroy John he captured me and reprogrammed me. I didn't remember you or anything about my past. After a couple months of being John's protector something changed."

"They started coming back. Didn't they? Your memories?"

"Yes, they started coming back."

"How?"

"It was John," she bit her lip and a faraway look came to her face.

"John?"

"He treated me differently from you, or his soldiers, even the other reprogrammed terminators."

"I know. He treated you like….like…."

"Like he loved me," Cameron completed Derek's sentence and then stood up, "He did. He told me so."

Derek watched her approaching form, "I know. He could hide it from others but I could see it in his eyes when he looked at you."

Cameron stopped a couple of feet away from him, "When my memories started coming back I knew it was become of him. And when I told him…..he was happy. Every hold, every touch, every word was calling out to them. It's been a year since then and I'm still waiting for the rest of them. They come when they please but….but….I love them. But they haven't been coming recently. I need my John."

Cameron dropped to her knees in front of Derek with a look of anguish on her face, "Cameron."

The said girl looked up as her name was called. Derek sat up and looked at her eyes, "I don't know what to say."

Cameron looked at the floor, "There is nothing to say. I have told you everything and things can go back…"

"GO BACK. I SOMETIMES ACT RASH BUT I CAN'T JUST LET THIS GO!!"

"You have too. John must think that I'm a machine."

"Why?"

"Because he would be in danger."

"You're not telling me the truth."

"Derek I am telling the truth."

"No you aren't. TELL ME THE TRUTH!!"

"BECAUSE HE'S NOT MY JOHN!! HE DOESN'T LOVE ME!!"

Derek yelled right back, "HE IS YOUR JOHN!!"

Everything grew quiet and Derek looked like he was still in between on what should be done. Sighing he put his hand under her chin and lifted her head, "Look, you know I'm not good at this shit but…things can't be the same anymore. You're that girl at the piano now."

Cameron's eyes lit up a little, "But my memories. I can't…"

"The John from the past, present and future are the same person. He's John. And if one of them cared for you and loved you then the rest will probably too."

"We have to act like everything is still the same."

"I know."

"I'm sorry if you got something that you didn't expect."

Derek let her chin go and scratched his head, "Things have been crazy lately with the Turk and all and it's kind of nice to know that one of you is still a human inside."

They both stood up suddenly when they heard the front door open and close.

"They're home."

"Look. Just act like you normally do and I'll talk to you later."

Derek made his way around Cameron and just when he was slipping through the door he turned around and hesitated before saying, "I haven't seen anyone move like that. Human or terminator."

And with those words he slipped back out the door and she was left standing there looking at the door.

'Things are going to change now.'

End of Flashback

'Things have definitely changed.'

"Is Cameron back yet?" they heard a voice call from the kitchen.

"Yeah. Tin Miss ran up to her room," Derek yelled to Sarah before looking back at Cameron, "Come by my room later. We need to talk."

"About the arguments?"

Derek nodded, "Yeah. I have a feeling that things are about to change again."

"Ok."

Derek walked over to the kitchen after the conversation ended and Cameron headed up the stairs to her room. She saw that John's room door was open but she wasn't ready to talk to him so she just walked past it without a glance at the occupant inside.

But luck wasn't with her because at that moment John stuck his head out of his room, "Cameron?"

Author's Note: Ohhhhh, long chapter. I was going to keep on writing but then the chapter would have been big so I decided to split it into two parts. But tell me what you guys think. And tell me if you find any mistakes. My muse has been fired and I have no one to double check my work so I appreciate if you guys tell me if I made any mistakes.

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