MicroFic #6, by The Crusader

Originally posted on July 31st, 2009

"It wasn't me. Please John, I don't wanna go. You can trust me."

"John Connor!" yelled Sarah.

"I love you, I love you please. I love you John, and you love me."

Tears streamed down his face at these words.

"Yes, Cameron. I do."

"Then don't destroy me, please. Don't destroy US."

"If I let you go, how do I know you won't kill me?"

"My CPU. You have to repair it."

"I don't know how."

"You can. If anyone can it's you."

John's mom was still screaming for him to finish her off, but he tuned it out. He looked into the pleading eyes of the girl who had just tried to kill him. No, now he was looking into the eyes of the girl who saved his life. And in those brown doe eyes he saw fear, real fear.

"It's gonna be okay, Cameron."

Then he removed her chip and her face went blank.

His Mom removed the truck and Cameron's body fell to the ground. John clutched the chip in his hand, knowing what Sarah planned to do with it. Eventually Charlie and Derek arrived to help the Connors out.

It was awhile before they spoke about what to do with Cameron. John announced that he could fix her, that he needed her. Sarah said that she could not let him do that. So he told her that they'd leave to go burn Cameron. They would take Charlie's ambulance to get a place where they could do that.

But during the ambulance ride, he carefully cleaned her chip, and fixed the loose wires. It was all he knew how to do, and he could only hope it would be enough.

Sarah told him that Cameron was lying to him when she was pinned between the trucks. John said he knew that, but he continued cleaning her chip. He was lying. He knew that he had to play along in order to keep them from destroying Cameron. He had to make them think that he would do it himself.

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And hours later, her body was laid out in the remains of an old Cadillac. He looked down at her, looking so peaceful and angelic, such a contrast to the emotionless killer that he saw only hours ago. But he knew that this, right now, was the real Cameron. And she was just waiting for him to wake her up.

"I'm sorry," he said to the three people that were watching him.

He inserted the chip back into her head. Derek came towards him, but he pointed a gun at him. He would not let anyone keep him from Cameron, not even the people he loved.

"John, she'll kill you."

"All those times you told me to trust you, Mom. Now it's your turn to trust me."

Cameron awoke and sat up. She looked at John with a blank expression, and he began to wonder if his Mother was right. But suddenly she spoke to him, with a tender soft voice.

"John?"

"Cameron, is it you?"

She reached out to touch him. He let her do it, despite how terrified his mother was. Cameron's hand rested on his shoulder, then she pulled him into an embrace. They stayed there for a while, crying tears of joy on each other's shoulders. Sarah knew now that somehow John had fixed her. But seeing the two of them like this, she almost wished that he hadn't. Cameron was the first to break the silence.

"I knew you could do it, John, I just knew it."

"Oh Cam, I missed you."

"Did you mean what you said to me back there?"

"Yes. Did you?"

"You know I did."