Author's note: PLEASE REVIEW PEOPLE! Good? Bad? I need to know so that changes can be made. BTW: This whole Chapter is on John/Cameron. And listen to Just The Girl by Click Five, really fits John/Cameron.
And many thanks to people who reviewed…
GreyWolf D'ancanto : It really is starting to get interesting the way I planned it but there will be some drama in my plan and perhaps it would be go on until judgement day.
Jan: I'm evil I know… But relax, no sexual attention. Mentally or physically.
Zahnfan23: Sorry if I disappoint you… really sry but I want John and Cameron to get closer gradually… Not eruptly…
Chapter 7: The 'Perfect' Plan
John was looking at her direction but not exactly keeping eye contact with her. When he realized she was staring at him, he pulled his hand away, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Cameron opened her mouth to speak but decided not to. Instead, she removed John's shoe on his injured ankle. This process was done in silence and gently. Cameron put aside John's shoe and ran her index and thumb up his swollen ankle.
John winced, jerking a little as her fingers came in contact with the sensitive portion of the wound. Cameron rolled up his jeans and stood up. Leaving the room and returning with a medical box. Although John intended to stop her but he watched her as she applied his ankle with cream for a quick recovery. Cameron spread it generously on his ankle.
"Cam… It's enough…" John stammered, "There isn't a need to apply excessively. Just a little will do." Cameron paused and picked up a bandage from the box and tore a small piece, attempting to clean off most of the cream but John stopped her. "Just put on the bandage. What's done cannot be undone." Cameron's hand stopped just over his ankle.
"I'm sorry about what I did John." Cameron said. Surprisingly, her voice sounded shaky as she proceeds to tear a broader piece of bandage to bandage his ankle.
"About what?" John frowned.
"Hurting you," Cameron said, in a dull voice. She sounded sad, to John. "You're right John, what's done cannot be undone." She started bandaging his ankle, leaving John working his brain furiously, searching for a reply to that.
"Cameron, that's not what I meant. My words are solely only about the cream, not consisting of other meanings," John said, trying to sound as gentle as possible. Cameron stood up after packing the medical box. "Take a seat." John pointed at the chair that Cameron picked up after he fell over it.
Cameron obeyed. John realized she's being overly obedient.
"Cameron, I know you didn't mean to hurt me, you don't have to apologise. You were saving my life." John explained, struggling to lie down on his bed. Cameron got up, to assist him. After John was comfortable, Cameron replied.
"But after reanalyzing the situation a while ago, the jeep was coming at me, not you. I pushed you because of my misjudgment. It was coming at me, away from you by 15 centimeters. You were perfectly safe." Cameron clenched her fists.
"There's nothing wrong with that. You were only reacting." John said. Cameron didn't reply this time, instead, she clamped her mouth shut.
"I hurt you John." Cameron muttered. John smiled, shaking his head. He reached out, putting his hand on hers. He fingered the smooth surface of her skin. Suddenly, a drop of hot liquid dropped on John's hand. Rolling off, leaving a red lining there.
"Oh shit! I got to get you bandaged up!" John jolted upright in bed. Cameron's cut at the side of his face escaped his attention as he concentrated on keeping eye contact. John cursed himself for being selfish. How could he forget about her?
"Its fine," Cameron assured, wiping of the blood rolling down to her chin with the back of her hand.
"No it's not. Pass me the medical kit." John gestured. Cameron reluctantly hand him the kit. John gently cleansed her cut with a bandage and then he applied some cream when he decided to tell her his decision. "Cameron…"
"Yes, John?"
"I've decided to burn Carter," John said. "We'll have to do away with him."
"No!" Cameron stood up so abruptly that the tube of cream in John's hand fell out of his grip. The room was silent as Cameron and John looked into each other's eyes. Cameron's stare was unwavering. Then she blinked, bending down to pick up the tube and handed it to John, muttering an apology. John capped the tube, putting it back into the kit, closing it and stowing it under his bed.
"John, you should keep Carter here." Cameron said, settling down.
"Can we shut up about this? I was just telling you my decision not expecting you trying to convince me to make a new one. I don't want Carter here!" John said, struggling to keep a kind voice but it was unsuccessful. He had no idea why is he always on the edge these days.
Cameron clamped her mouth shut.
John sighed, thinking maybe he should hear her thoughts, not that he was sure if she had any. "Please, enlighten me about letting Carter stay here."
"It increases your chances of survival. Isn't that enough?" Cameron frowned, genuinely confused why John doesn't value his life.
"But Derek was right," John paused, recalling what Derek said, Not if Metals here have intentions of killing him. Derek said it really loud. "Only about the part if Carter's bluffing." John added hastily.
"Then I'd protect you. I'll blow the both of us up, you'll be safe with Sarah," Cameron argued.
"But I don't want that…" John looked lost.
"John, you can just build me again. Another protector to protect your life. I'm sure you'd send another back from the future," Cameron explained. Somehow, John didn't like the way it sounded, he didn't like the way Cameron said it. Like it was how it's supposed to be.
"No! It wouldn't be the same! Lives that are taken into consideration about the risk include yours!" John blushed, after a while, realizing what he said had just made the atmosphere tensed up. Thus he tried to savage the situation "and mom's and Derek's as well."
"I'll protect you John. It's what I do. I kill for you," Cameron said bluntly. "I may not have a life, but I can sacrifice myself for you."
John stared at the ground, looking lost for words "But…I need you."
Cameron bent over hugging him tightly. John reacted instinctively, wrapping his arms around her waist. After a while, Cameron pushed away from him.
"You need to sleep." Cameron stated.
John nodded, lying down with Cameron's help. They kept eye contact until John couldn't keep his eyes open anymore.
Cameron can't imagine what it would be like if she told him she had to leave him eventually if they are going to terminate skynet permanently as skynet would not be really and truly gone if she's there… She remembered future John telling her that before she was sent to the past.She can't imagine it… Not just John's reaction but also her reluctance as well. She touched John's hand which laid limply in front of his face, which was half buried in his pillow, on his bed. So she secretly decided. When the time comes, she'd leave him without his noticing and perish (thanking future John that he had allowed her to self-terminate at the appropriate time.) Slip away from his bedroom while he slept. And when he woke, she wouldn't be there to see his lost look when he couldn't find her. Or worst, his pained look. Yes, that's it. The perfect plan of parting with John when the time comes…
