So here we are) I made it fast, couldn't have expected this though. Just done with that chapter, and I guess, I wouldn't post anything else till the 2013. That's why I say it here - happy New Year to ya all! I wish you all good luck and happy!

A/N:Please, be patient. I am not so good in portraying Derek, just not my kind of favourites, but I couldn't let it be without him. So please just don't kick me for that :-) BTW, what you'd like to see more in this story? More of fluffies or more of romantic?..

Chapter 6. Derek's Awakening.

What could be more pleasant than the most unpleasant surprise? The answer was simple, name was Derek Reese. Well who else could spoil such wonderful moments of pleasuring each other, if not him?

John hesitated, perhaps just for five seconds before his firm answer to Derek's question. "I am here, Derek." Cameron looked at him with some curiosity. What he was up to now, this tod-teenager?

Derek stunned. What? What the hell he is doing there?.. When Derek just now realized - the door to the room was locked, and John was with Cameron in the locked room. He couldn't imagine anything worse than the most perfect killing machine ever with the future leader of the resistance at the most passionate ever kisses.

Derek turned away. Having imagined how IT kissed John, the experienced resistance fighter felt his stomach growled ominously.

The silence lasted for a full minute, but then the door opened before Derek, and he saw a smiling John, John Connor. And John in his turn found the most incredible of all possible leering faces. Because Derek stood with his mouth open, and a lump of shock and confusion on his face.

Derek finally got out of his stupor and deeply blinked. "What... what the hell are you doing in the trinket's room, and even with the door locked?.."

John sighed. "We were dancing."

Derek choked on his own saliva. "You... WHAT? Are you serious?.." John just smiled slightly back but firmly nodded. "What the hell, eh? What the devil do you dance with this... this..."

"Enough," John's voice was quite a serious. Even more than. "It's enough, Derek."

"Enough of what?"

"Enough insulting her."

Derek smiled and this smile was not so kind. "Are you crazy? Should I call her 'pussycat' and kiss her hands? Then wouldn't you just fu... "

"Derek!" John raised his voice, and glared at his uncle. "I said enough!" Even Derek went cold from such a tone. He stared at John with eyes full of confusion and raised an eyebrow in surprise. Am I sleeping or something?..

Derek's eyes caught something else. Behind John the metal appeared and went to John's back. And then she put her hand on his shoulder. Derek was ready to explode from that.

"John," Cameron said softly. What the hell? flashed through Derek's head. This voice, he had never heard it. Should it be like that?

"It's okay, Cam," John said. He called her Cam. Now full of indignation, Derek rolled his eyes. Definitely, there was something out of the ordinary.

"He annoys you," Cameron said the same calmly.

"He doesn't irritate me, Cam."

"No, he does. I can terminate him." In her tone was not a trace of uncertainty, but her voice was still calm. Derek stared at her in shock. What the hell? Was she really ready to kill anyone falling just for John to be in a bed of roses? She wouldn't accept any offenses or raids then, right? Then what she would do with Sarah Connor…

John's eyes immediately widened, and he turned to Cameron. "What? No, I told you no! Why are you going to kill him? "

"He annoys you."

"So what? No one kills for that."

"But he..."

"Cameron," John put his hand on her shoulder. "Either it's another your 'fool' thing, or just remember, no one kills for just a simple irritation or something. Let me talk to Derek, but give me your word that you will not kill him, in any case. Promise?"

Cameron turned her head to him and looked him in the eye. A few seconds later she smiled. "All right, John. Then promise," she looked at Derek. "But if he starts to get to you, I intervene."

Derek looked into her eyes and saw something that was impossible to be seen in eyes of the metal. What's going on? She looked at him not as a machine, rather, as a harsh wife who didn't love her husband having long walks with his friends. She looked at Derek with human eyes.

But he still couldn't get to drive it into his head that this was not an imitation, but a reality. "Way to go, John, teach her manners. Anything would be better than this." His voice clearly displayed the anger and sarcasm. John was ready to yell at him, but restrained himself.

Cameron tilted her head slightly, but still she just stared into his eyes. And then she returned her head to its original position, and winked at him. Derek was stunned by this. Not only that she looked at him with human eyes, so more she winked at him. What was going on with her? What was going on here? Either she was just beginning to manipulate John more, or inside this cyborg the humanity really began to develop.

Cameron looked back at John. He smiled at her. "Wait for me, we'll go on now," he said. Cameron smiled at him, and went back into the room.

John watched her. Barely the door closed, he looked at Derek. "What are you doing?" He said sternly.

"No, John, what are you doing! What the hell, tell me! It's a machine, a metal, a piece of iron, what are you doing?"

John shook his head. "You are unconvincing, or you're a blockhead one. Shut up and listen," Derek barely opened his mouth when John interrupted him. "I understand your treat to the machines. You were at war, and hate is in your blood. But listen to me now. If you think I'm out of my mind, then I just don't care, think what you want. I'm not going to report to you. Cameron is here for me, and I stand by her while she is here for that."

Derek just blinked in response. What happened to John? What happened to Cameron? Or Derek just sleeping now or it was morphine...

He shook his head. "You're crazy, John. She manipulates you, she's just playing you, it's a machine! And you so easy went on about. What if the next moment she just wrings your neck?"

"I doubt it," John chuckled. "We were close enough, really. Would want to wring the neck, would have done it long ago."

Derek was stunned even more. "What? Intimacy?.. Shit, John, do you imagine that..."

"No, Derek, that's you don't imagine. Because you're used to see them only as metal and pieces of iron that only know how to kill. She's not. She is not like them. "

"They're all the same."

"Not this one. Give me a gun and I will shoot at a T-888. But I wouldn't shoot at Cameron. And oh, remember. Her name is Cameron."

Aghast, Derek didn't know what to say. Definitely, she manipulated John. But on the other hand, her eyes, her human eyes... Where was the difference, where was the border? Maybe she really began to show humanity?..

Derek stopped himself. No, this couldn't be. It was metal, period!

"John. Look, I wish only good for you. And you so trust to that machine, you even look at her as at a girl, but no. That's not right. You can't. You're just blinded by her beautiful figure, and nothing more."

"You're wrong, Derek," John had his serious face ever. "Yes, she is... she looks... um..." gee, I can't tell her beauty in words… wow… "… um, perfect… but inside, she is a person. And she is developing. I want to help her to evolve. Because no one but me would do that. You're always going to grumble and complain angrily, and my mom soon teaches herself to cook at a chief level than Cameron to behave human."

"Speaking of Sarah, she by no means would be pleased to see and hear that. She wouldn't be happy about that. You must be a leader, to lead the people, but in reality, you crushed in the machine. And what Sarah will say? How she would react to her son with this metal sweetie?"

"So you called her sweetie," John smiled. Derek stared at him. "No, I'm not going to hide anything from my mom. Cameron is here for me. It's time for me to stop being a piece of idiot. Derek," John approached him. "I don't ask you just right now to pull and throw you hatred out of the head. Just give her time. You'll see that you were wrong. And my mom will see that too."

Derek sighed. "I don't agree with that," he closed his eyes and clenched his teeth slightly. Wounds made themselves felt. "We'll talk after. I'm going to lie down for a bit. John?" He looked intently into his eyes. "If you're talking about time, I am ready to be patient. But I just beg you, be vigilant. Don't let your guard down!"

John nodded. "Derek. I know what I am doing. I don't lose vigilance. This is my and only my choice. She doesn't manipulate me," oh, yes, sure. But what about the bra that she has left on purpose? Hasn't having no underwear on her been made to seduce you?.. "It's my choice, Derek." John said firmly. Derek wondered at the confidence in his voice, but didn't argue. Right now, before him he saw the confident person who not a bit doubted his decision. Whether he should give time to this metal? Derek said to himself that he would give her this time. But this didn't mean that he ever take her as a person.

He nodded, turned and stamped into the living room, for the sofa. And John smiled and went back inside Cameron's room. When he went in, he was met by Cameron's confused and sad face. "What happened, Cam?"

Cameron looked at him sadly. She wanted to talk to him seriously. Derek's words made her think about all the things that they did.