They pulled up outside a large white house with a lot of open class windows. John was out of the car before the Terminator had fully parked and Amy followed right after him. Looking inside, they saw the three Dyson's on the floor. Miles was bleeding. Sarah was on the floor off to the side John tried to open the door but it was locked, so the terminator just pushed right through the lock and into the room. The kids followed after. Once inside, John ran over to his mom who was shaking from her spot on the ground.

"Check them," John told the Terminator, pointing to the family.

Amy looked between the two groups, not sure what to do. Taking a deep sigh, she went over to the Dyson family. She put a hand on the Tarissa's shoulder. The Terminator had informed them before hand of the names of the Dyson family.

"I'm so sorry, everything will be okay," she said, softly," the big guy here is going to patch up your husband."

Glancing behind her back, Amy smiled to see John and Sarah hugging. Turning back, the Terminator lifted up Miles Dyson to check his wound. The family was still scared, but they let him examine him.

"Deep penetration. No shattered bone. Hold here," he said, grabbing the Tarissa's hand and having her press on the shoulder wound," The pressure should stop the bleeding."

The Terminator stood up and Amy followed suit as John came over.

"Who are you people?" Miles asked.

John pulled out a switchblade and handed it to the Termiantor.

"Show him," was all he said before moving around to the kid.

John motioned for Amy to come with him. She moved around as John knelt down.

"Danny, I want you to come with me and Amy right now, okay? Show us your room."

The two of them led Danny away. Once in his room, the kid started asking questions.

"What was going on? Why did that lady try to shoot daddy? Who are you?"

Amy went over to the boy and smiled.

"It was all an accident. Don't worry. Your daddy is perfectly safe now. My name is Amy and that is John. We're friends, really. It's really late, so you should probably go to bed. I promise everything will be okay."

Danny was easily assuaged and was put into bed in no time. When the kid was fully asleep, John and Amy made their way to the kitchen, where everyone was sitting around. The Terminator was telling Dyson everything at the dinner table while Sarah was sitting on the kitchen counter smoking a cigarette. Tarissa got the two of them some orange juice to drink while they listened. After he was done, there was silence. After a moment, Dyson spoke.

"I feel like I'm gonna throw up. You're judging me on things I haven't even done yet. How were we supposed to know?" he asked.

"Yeah. Right," Sarah said, still angry about the future," How were you supposed to know? Fucking men like you built the hydrogen bomb. Men like you thought it up. You think you're so creative. You don't know what it's really like to create something, to create a life, to feel it growing inside you. All you know how to create is death and destruction!"

John sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Mom! MOM! We need to be a little more constructive here. Okay? We still have to stop this from happening, don't we?"

Tarissa looked up in surprise.

"But I thought-Aren't we changing things right now, changing the way it goes?"

She looked over at her husband.

Miles agreed.

"That's right. There's no way I'm going to finish the new processor. Not now. Forget it. I'm out of it. I'll quit Cyberdyne tomorrow."

Sarah sighed.

"That's not good enough."

"No one must follow your work," the Terminator added.

Miles nodded in understanding.

"Right. All right, then we have to destroy all the stuff at the lab, the files, the disk drives, everything here. Everything. I don't care. The chip. Do you know about the chip?"

"What chip?" Amy asked for the group.

"They keep it at the vault at Cyberdyne. It must be from the other one like you," Miles finished, looking at the Terminator.

Amy's jaw dropped and Sarah's face grew into a frown.

"The CPU from the first Terminator."

Now the older woman had grown to be angry again.

"Son of a bitch! I knew it!"

Miles looked around in alarm.

"They told us not to ask where they got it."

"Those lying motherfuckers!" Sarah continued.

"It's scary stuff. Radically advanced. It was smashed. It didn't work, but it gave us ideas, took us in new directions. I mean, things we would've never tho- All my work was based on it."

Sarah stopped pacing and watched Miles.

"It must be destroyed," the Terminator announced.

"Can you get us in? Past security?" Sarah asked, seriously.

Miles nodded once again.

"I think so, yeah. When?"

The Terminator stood up and John shrugged with a sympathetic grin.

"Now?"

It took them about twenty minutes to grab all they needed and get to Cyberdyne Systems. The five of them headed straight for the entrance, dumping their bags behind a pillar at the front. They got in with Miles swiping his card and went up to the desk where a security guard was sitting with a magazine. He closed it as they came over to him.

"Hi. Carl, right?" Dyson said with a smile,"Friends from out of town. I just thought I'd ..."

"Hi!" John added for effect.

"...take 'em upstairs and show 'em around," he finished.

Carl's face did not change as he responded.

"Mr. Dyson, you know the rules concerning visitors in the lab. I need written authorization."

Suddenly, Sarah and the Terminator had turned guns on him.

"I insist," the Terminator said, menacingly.

Carl's had moved to the buzzer, but Sarah warned him against it. The two with guns then moved around the desk. The Terminator grabbed him and lifted him out of the chair after Sarah took his gun. John then pulled out a huge roll of duct tape. Dyson stared wide-eyed at the group before looking at Amy.

"How did you get into this group?"

Amy shrugged.

"It's all about who you know…"

After the security guard was taken care of, they grabbed their bags and went up the elevator. As they walked, Dyson explained how to get to the chip.

"Come on. It's okay. It takes two keys, turned simultaneously, to open the vault. They have to be turned simultaneously. The other one is in a locker at the security station."

They reached a door and Dyson opened it. Going inside, he walked up to a vault and swiped his card. This time, the reader beeped red.

"My card should access this," he said, swiping repeatedly with no change in outcome.

"What?" Sarah asked," What is it?"

The others looked around before Miles realized the problem.

"Damn it. The silent alarm's been tripped."

Amy watched as John examined the card reader. He pulled his backpack in front of him and pulled out a device Amy knew from all the times John had broken into places and ATMs. She didn't need an explanation when John handed her his bag.

"It's neutralized all the codes in the entire building," Miles continued, unaware of what John was doing," Nothing will open anywhere now. We have to abort."

"No!" Sarah said, firmly," We go all the way. Okay?"

Miles sighed and nodded.

Amy cleared her throat and everyone looked over at her and John.

"Hey, you guys get started on the lab. I can open this," John told them.

The adults agreed and moved off toward the lab with the Terminator while John and Amy stayed back with the vault. As they continued working, Sarah suddenly shouted.

"John! Amy! Fire in the hole!"

Peeking around the corner, John and Amy's eyes widened to see the Terminator pulling out the big gun to blast down a door. The teenage boy quickly pushed Amy back into the corner of the wall just as the door blasted open. They covered their ears from the sound. Uncovering their ears, they looked up at each other. Amy blushed slightly, making John do the same. John was pressed really close against her. John coughed and pulled back.

"Sorry, now back to work."

He sat down on the ground as he waited for the numbers to show up. Amy just stayed leaning against the corner. She checked around the corner and saw the blasted door for herself. Shaking her head, she looked down at John.

"You know, something, John?"

"Hm?"

"I'm not sorry I'm here with you even though I'm scared out of my mind."

John grinned up at her just as his decoder came up with the numbers.

"Alright!"

He got up and began putting in the numbers, so Amy moved around to his other side.

"7-2-5-6. Yes!"

The vault opened and John grabbed the key with a wink at Amy.

"Easy money."

They then moved off to find his mom, Miles, and the Terminator. John stopped as a light filled the room, causing Amy to bump into him.

"Uh-oh, back that way. Back!"

He went over to the computer screen. Looking over his shoulder, Amy saw what he did. There were cop cars and a helicopter surrounding the building.

"Oh shit, not good, not good"

John pulled his backpack back on before grabbing Amy's wrist and dragging her along with him to the others. Running into the room, they stopped by Miles.

"We got company," John announced.

"How many?" Sarah asked, exasperated.

"All of 'em, I think."

"Go," Sarah said," I'll finish here."

They all turned and moved out of the room. The Terminator took the lead as he pulled a bag onto his shoulder's.

"I'll take care of the police."

"Hey, wait!" John shouted," You swore!"

The Terminator stopped and turned to him.

"Trust me."