On the 5th day they had traveled over all of the tunnels—getting stopped many times by soldiers demanding to know why they were with a Terminator. Every time they had to stop Catherine from killing the soldiers and then explain themselves. It was a very wearing process.
"We've been here before!" John finally said when he recognized exactly the contents of one of the nooks. "Have we really looked everywhere?"
"Not everywhere," Scott answered.
"Everywhere that we can look," Alison snapped.
"What do you mean?" John demanded.
"There's a place called the loop," Scott said.
"Scott!" Alison glared at him, then turned back to John. "There's an area of tunnel that loops around, but it's too dangerous. It's the easiest point of entrance for Terminators. Looking there is asking to be killed."
"It's also got some of the best hiding places of the tunnels. If I were your Metal friend, I'd go there," Scott added.
"We have one of the most advanced Terminators with us," John argued, eager to go there, and a little miffed that he hadn't been told of that place sooner. Sometimes having people know you were the only hope for mankind's survival was a good thing—people trusted you. Not to say that he was missing his big red target that he wore on his forehead when he was John Connor: the Future Leader of the Resistance.
"That's great, but if we were to go to the loop we'd have to split up. It would be the only way to be sure that Mr. Sensitive Killing Machine doesn't get away." Alison replied.
"Alison, this decision isn't up to you," Scott began.
"So I don't get a say in whether or not we commit mass sucide?"
Catherine, obviously tired of their bickering, turned and started walking.
"Hey!" John called, "Where are you going?"
"To find John Henry."
Faced with choosing between safety and Cameron, John made the choice that he seemed to be making quite often: Cameron.
"Wait up," he said jogging after her.
"Hey!" Scott yelled, starting after John.
"Scott!" Alison called, "What are you doing?"
"We can let him go alone!" John caught up to Catherine and slowed to a walk, seconds later Scott joined them.
Mumbling a string of profanities, Alison came up beside John, glaring in a way that somehow was frightening beyond any thought of Terminators.
After some time they reached a fork in the tunnels and without hesitation, Catherine went left. "Hey super advanced metal idiot," Alison called, "You're going the wrong way." She then went right.
"Is Alison planning on leading us down that tunnel so she can kill us?" John asked Scott, only half joking.
"She's going the right way" Scott assured, "I wouldn't rule out the possibility though."
When they reached the next fork Alison stopped. "Alright. Here is the entrance to the loop. Anything moves, you shoot it—our men have cleared out. Don't step on the white tiles unless you would like some nice metal shrapnel in your skull as a souvenir. Scott you go left with the Terminator, John and I will go right."
"I don't think so girlie," Scott said.
"Call me girlie again, I'd really like that." Alison countered.
"Fine. Alison. I'll go with the boy. You'd just as soon shoot him as any Terminator. And at Catherine is bullet-proof."
"Afraid the Terminator will turn on you?" Alison mocked.
"Just because you're Kyle's favorite little cousin doesn't mean you out rank me." Scott said severely.
"I will someday."
"And that will be an interesting day."
Seeing that Scott wasn't backing down, Alison relented. "Fine. Let's move."
Catherine and Alison started off towards the left.
"Oh, and Catherine," Scott started. Catherine turned around, a distinctly uninterested look on her face. "If Alison gets so much as a scratch, I don't care if you are indestructible. I will find a way and kill you."
"You concern has been registered. I will try to protect the human within my mission parameters." Catherine said. "And Scott, do not let John Connor die, or Cameron will kill you. It won't be very hard."
And with that they parted ways.