Takes place after the fourth episode "Heavy Metal", most likely will remain unrelated to following episodes.

May include scatterbrain mistakes and plot holes due to my lack of a built in hard drive.

I claim no ownership to Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, or any of the characters.

Rating: For now, this should fit mostly into the T category. If need be, or anyone objects, I will alter the rating as needed and post appropriate notices.

Notes to Reviewers:

Okay, yet again, thanks to all of you for your support. Sorry for updating so infrequently! I know this is short, but really it's just to give you something rather than leaving you hanging. I expect to be writing at a much more regular pace within 2-3 weeks.

Tonight…

Chapter Ten

John rolled out of bed, yawned, and stretched, minding his tender back. It wouldn't do him any good to pull it open again. He glanced at his clock; his first class was already underway. Cameron followed a second later, imitating his actions. He chuckled "Don't try to hard"

She tilted her head "Why?"

"Because…Sometimes you do something that girls shouldn't."

Cameron nodded, trying again and doing her best to look more 'cute' and 'girly'. "How was that?"

John grinned "Better, I guess."

Sarah was waiting for them at the kitchen table. "Good morning John"

"Morning" John cleared his throat "So, uhm, it looks like I'm going to miss my first class."

"I was planning on having you miss all of them."

"Yhea, but…You know. Absent gets me on the radar."

"Are you feeling up to it?"

"Yhea, I'm fine."

Cameron interrupted "Why must I wear a watch?"

"What time is it?"

"Six forty."

Sarah gestured around the room "Do you see any clocks in here?"

"No."

"How did you know what time it was?"

"My internal systems maintain a precise-"

"Stop." Sarah waved her hand "From now on, you wear a watch, look at it for at least five seconds before you answer, and round off to the nearest minute."

"Understood."

"So…Does this mean that I can go to school now?" John was practically dancing on the tips of his toes.

Sarah rested her head in her hands and sighed.

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Agent Ellison strolled down the hallway of the hospital, looking for room 504. He found it easily, there were armed guards posted outside. Ellison entered, looking the patient from head to toe. Parker was in bad shape, but recovering quickly. He had somehow badgered or tricked the nursing staff into allowing the black BDU uniform of his entry team rather than a hospital gown. He was sitting upright in bed, flipping through channels on the TV. The doctors said he was suffering from an extreme form of post traumatic stress disorder. He ignored Ellison. Ellison cleared his throat "So, do you want to tell me what really happened in there now?"

"I told you. The objective wasn't there…Connor wasn't in the building, you were mistaken. And as crazy as it sounds there were humanoid robots under human flesh armed with AK-47's. Sarah Connor was right…"

"Bullshit! You let Connor go, I know it was him! I know I saw him! He MUST have been there!" Ellison waved his hand "And killer robots? Hah! Either you're insane, or you got hit too hard on the head."

"Bullshit! I know what I saw!"

"Easy tiger…Look let's just go over exactly what you think you saw and how Connor escaped…"

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Outside one of the two guards turned to the other. This wasn't the first time Ellison came to Parker pushing for answers, and would probably not be the last. Ellison was in 'Cover your ass' mode. He had to convince his boss that it really was Connor, and find a way to explain the deaths of seven agents. "So…You think he's telling the truth?"

"Man I don't know…I mean…I've known him for years…We saw some bad shit together…"

"Yhea, and?"

"If Parker says he just shot somebody twice in the head and the guy is so high on meth he's still running around, he's telling the truth. And I saw that happen."

"Whoa, wait, that happened? I heard that as a rumor back in basic firearms training."

"It happened, I saw it, and Parker was doing the shooting. If Parker says he's being attacked by killer robots covered in human flesh…Well…He thinks he's telling the truth…And if he's telling the truth…Sarah Connor might have been too…"

"Well…Shit. We're boned."

"No shit 'we're boned'!"

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Coming Soon

Chapter Eleven

John goes to school. No. Really.

Thank you for reading! Your reviews, questions, and comments are always welcome!

-- 13percenter