Sarah Connor was not a happy woman since travelling to the future she had watched as John interacted with Cameron, once he was old enough to understand John had taken to ripping toys apart and rebuilding them which developed into him fixing her trucks and then the computer she first bought him.
She knew John didn't see an unstoppable killing machine hell even when his future self-had sent a huge hulking Terminator wearing the face of Kyle's killer John never once saw the machine for what it was but instead saw it like a father/child for a killing machine Bob was very curious to the things around it.
She remembered the day she sat in the back of the estate car the machine was driving through the desert John was sitting in the passenger seat and was teaching it slang words and how to act more human at the time it sickened her to her very core.
In the end though she saw that the machine was the best thing to ever happen to him it would have never hurt him or yelled at him it was why she was willing to leave the leader of the human race in the very hands of his future enemy.
With Cameron it was different instead of a huge hulking T-800 his future self-had deemed to send back a machine that had the body of a young model, she had watched as John had instantly took a liking to Cameron and took time to guide her through human behaviour.
So she resorted to working out to release some tension but even that ended in an argument with the damn machine, she had been using the swing to pull herself upwards and downwards when Cameron had come over and watched her the machine had been silent for all of a minute before it spoke.
"Your technique is flawed I believe your legs should be bent at a 90 degree angle not at the angle yours are."
Sarah gritted her teeth "I didn't ask for your advice." Despite herself she bent her legs she struggled to pull herself up and slipped landing with a thud on the ground as she lay there panting a hand appeared above her.
A dam seemed to break within her and even though she knew it was fruitless she tried to smack the hand away "Damn it." She muttered as she cradled her hand to her chest.
She got to her feet and glared at Cameron "I know what you're doing Cameron." She watched as the terminator teen tilted her head to the side and a slight frown appeared on her perfect face.
"I am patrolling the area."
Sarah spat on the ground near Cameron's feet "You know that's not what I meant." With that she turned away and sat on the swings seat and watched as a flock of birds flew through the sky "Well what are you still doing standing there." She watched Cameron move away before she got lost in her thoughts.
John was sick of being stuck inside the house for the last two days he had tried to convince his mother that getting ID's was a priority but his mother kept brushing him off, Cameron wasn't helping either if she wasn't acting like a second shadow she was marching around the house and grounds holding a gun that she tried to hide by constantly wearing a large coat even on a sunny day.
For the past couple of days Cameron and Sarah seemed to have many disagreements and it was frankly getting on John's nerves, it didn't help that every time he tried to get some air and go in the garden his mother would jump out from seemingly no were and launch into a lecture about his safety.
For something to do he had ripped the houses security system apart but even then his mother hadn't been happy and he ended up repairing the damage he had done.
Cameron on the other hand seemed to watch him with a strange expression on her face it was like she was trying to see something within him whenever he commented on what she was looking at he got a blank look from her before she turned and walked out the room without a word.
He glanced out the window to see Sarah sitting on the swing gently she seemed lost in thought, shaking his head he went about rewiring the houses home security devices.
He was so lost in his work he didn't hear his mother walk into the room he was in and unpack some cheap ass books they had found in the houses attic, he thought of something to break the ice between them and as he looked at the mess in front of him.
"Alright John how's it going?" Sarah asked as she sorted out the boxes.
John found the answer to his question "Ah you bought me the wrong needle nosed pliers." He told her as she glanced at him over her shoulder.
"I did? You sure I bought you the red handled ones like you said."
John held up the blue handled pliers with a smile "These are blue in case you forgot your colours." He smirked at her glare before her face softened.
"I'm sorry, I just feel…."
John nodded "Time lagged." He leaned back in his seat "At least that's what I'm calling it, it's like jet lag but for time travellers." He pushed his hair from the front of his face "You know what will help don't you."
"What's that then?"
They both knew the answer of course but John still felt the need to say it "Well fresh air of course." He watched his mother's face fall and a scowl cross her features.
"John…"
He didn't give her the chance to finish "I've been cooped up here for two days. It's ok for you you've been outside were as I can't leave the garden." He watched as his mother dropped the box she was carrying and walked towards him and lean over him almost like she was threating him.
"John we been over this it's not just a name it's a whole new legend we need to think of a past, places we been basically create a whole new life."
John sighed "Yeah I know it's the same thing every time." He knew his mother was stubborn and frankly he was sick of it.
"This is different John."
He was about to say something when he heard the sounds of heavy feet coming towards them and looked over his shoulder as Cameron walked towards the archway that separated the dining room from the living room.
"We should go for the new ID's tomorrow. I have things that I need to do with John."
John took a minute to look Cameron over she had opted to wear a green tank top and dark blue jeans, he turned back to his mother "Can't you track down Enrique." He knew it was a long shot I mean the last time he or his mother had saw Enrique was ten years ago.
"Fine I'll see if I can't track down Enrique."
John watched his mum turn to Cameron who had tilted her head to one side, in the short time he had known Cameron he had picked up on certain traits which was remarkable considering she was a machine he had no doubt she had no idea who Enrique was.
"Oh Enrique's an old friend ten years ago he was the best fake paper guy around."
John turned from the pair and continued his fiddling with the security system one thing he was impressed with was how technology had seemed so advanced to what he was used to, Cameron's voice broke his train of thought and what she said nearly made him want to face palm himself.
"Future John has already sent back the necessary recourses." With that Cameron turned and marched out the room.
John knew there would be hell to pay as he watched his mother's face fall as she clenched her teeth and clenched her fists on top of the table, he did his best to ignore the noise of the chair as it screeched across the floor.
He lost himself in his work so much so he didn't realise Cameron had returned and stood over him unmoving and unblinking as she watched him work, he felt a hand land on his shoulder and he almost jumped out his seat "Jesus Cameron what the hell?" he asked as he glanced at his protector.
"You haven't had any substance in the last nine hours, would you like me to make you a sandwich?"
John smiled at her "Sure." He watched as Cameron turned away and walked into the kitchen, he stood up from his seat and stretched his sore muscles before following Cameron into the kitchen.
The next day Sarah, Cameron and John had set out to find the Resistance fighters, john had wanted to stay at home but one look from Cameron and any resistance he had crumbled.
So here he sat in the back of a car that Cameron had deemed worthy of their time to steal, he watched as Cameron professionally hot-wired the car.
"You didn't think to use that super brain of yours and tell us that John had already sent people back to help?"
"John thought it prudent to send back recourses, Resistance fighters that were to gather supplies."
"So what are they manning an apocalyptic covenant store filled with guns, money, fake ID's and a small army."
"Yes exactly." Once Cameron finished speaking the car rumbled to life and the cabin was filled with the sound of a rock singer singing.
On the day I was born, the nurses all gathered round and the gazed with wide wonder at the joy they had found. The head nurse spoke up said leave this one alone, she could tell right away that I was bad to the bone…
John had been nodding his head to the catchy tune when his mother had turned the radio off "So where are we going cam?" he asked as he took a bite of his mother's famous burnt pancakes he scrunched his face at the cold almost soggy taste.
"I have detailed files of various Resistance hideouts located throughout the city but first we need to buy a local map."
"Ha so the mighty machines don't know everything."
John pinched his nose as he closed his eyes "Why the hell can't you two just get along." He opened his eyes and looked to his mother "Mom you got along with uncle Bob just fine why not Cameron?" he opened the window and threw his left over pancakes which had been wrapped in foil out the window.
"John tin-miss here is completely different from uncle Bob and you damn well know it."
John never replied to his mother as Cameron drove to the local garage he had to question his future self on the entire issue of Cameron sure she had proved herself more than capable at fighting other Terminators but he knew that as a result of her unique design she had some disadvantages to other terminators.
Why would his future self-send him a female Terminator that would be more at home as a glamour model than fighting against killing machines he noticed that around his mother Cameron seemed to act like an emotionless but when alone she seemed to become something akin to human.
He had to wonder if it was a trick to lure him in but he didn't think so she almost acted like a child a very intelligent child sure but a child none the less, she wondered about the world around her she wanted to understand the very humans she was once forced to kill.
He watched as Cameron came marching out of the gas station he watched as her hips moved he coughed and turned away from the sight as he felt his face burn.
"Everything ok John?"
He nodded "Y-yeah I'm fine." He forced himself to take a few deep calming breaths and focused on the streets outside the window as Cameron drove the car to their destination.
A few miles away inside the head office at Zeira Cooperation or as some people called it ZeiraCorp A woman with striking red hair sat in front of her laptop typing away at a speed most people would have been impressed and awed by.
The sound of a child giggling caught her attention and she looked up from the laptop to watch another young child sitting on the leather sofa playing with three rubber ducks, she tilted her head and watched as the child moved the ducks about making little quaking and speaking noises, she found a child's imagination quiet fascinating.
A small almost tiny smile appeared on her face this had been happening more and more over the last couple of years at first she was disturbed by the fact her body acted without her consent around the young Scottish girl and no matter what she did she was unable to stop the act. A news feed interrupted her train of thought and she glanced to her laptop to watch as a news reporter.
"I'm currently standing near the spot were according to eye witnesses three people suddenly appeared here not more than three hours ago. Many cars crashed while attempting to stop causing many injuries, eye witnesses say the three people which were naked ran to a nearby field that was under construction from there one of the unknown women brutally attacked three people that were in a nearby car, sorry we have no further information than that but we will update you as soon as we learn something new, back to you at the studio."
Catherine Weaver paused the news feed on her laptop and looked at the scene of carnage on the small screen, it was taken from an elevated position likely from a helicopter it showed a perfectly formed sphere burnt into the ground surrounded by cars which either had electrical damage or had been involved in an accident.
She knew instantly what had caused such damage it seemed either Skynet or the Resistance had deployed one of their assists she would have to do the same, she stood and walked to the large window that covered the whole wall behind her desk and looked to the street far below from this position everyone below looked like ants scurrying about.
Somewhere out there waiting was her creators brother the one that in the future freed her from Skynet's control, it seemed she needed to proceed to actually acquiring the hard drive that would one day become a part of Skynet were hopefully hidden in the hard drive was Skynet's brother John Henry.
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