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Soundtrack: Your Guardian Angel by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

"What have you done to her?" the Terminator suddenly came online and knew something was wrong. Tensions were starting to run high again and, if he had to, he'd maintain the peace.

"I haven't done anything to her!" Kris replied.

"Not what I have sensed. What have you done to her?".

"Look, you wanna know, go find her".

"I will, and if I find that you have hurt her…your ass is mine, Larson".

He took off in her direction. He knew he was really close when he could feel her conscience in his own (He actually didn't have one, but whatever…)

Lauren? Lauren, where are you? Talk to me. The Terminator reached out to her with his mind (CPU, thing, again, whatever…)

"I'm over here" Lauren came out of the shadows to find her protector searching for her. It made her wonder even more, but for the moment, it was ignored.

"Larson…he has hurt you, has he not?".

"He hasn't hurt me, he's just…he's being a pest that's all".

"He has angered you, then?".

Lauren nodded. "Yeah".

"What happened?".

"It was so stupid" Lauren sighed and sat down, "He kept urging me to give you a name".

"Why?" he went down next to her.

"I guess it's because he thinks I see you just as property. That's not true…you know it's not true".

"I know".

"Well, that's what he's not understanding. Kris not only believes that, he also doubts our ability as a team. It's just ridiculous".

Her protector didn't answer right away. He was merely there to listen, not solve the problem entirely. Believe it or not, he actually found himself thinking, wondering actually. Apparently going forward in time changed things about him in more ways than one. He had gained the power of telepathy, which was something completely unexpected. What really caught him off guard (Surprisingly) was his new found ability to feel. The Terminator had only been with Lauren for about three days now, but she was already provoking in him feelings, deep, preferably buried, feelings.

"I mean, if you want a name, I've got an idea" Lauren's voice pulled him back.

"What is it?".

"What do you think of Angelus?".

"Angel?".

"Yeah…Angels protect, and so do you. Granted, not in the same fashion, but I kinda put two and two together. If you don't like it-".

"Vindex".

"Pardon?".

"You told him you were looking somewhere between the lines of Guardian Angel and Protector. Vindex, in Latin, means protector, avenger, or punisher. Angelus Vindex, angel and protector…That, Animula, is a name suitable for the likes of me" his eyes met hers, "Understand Lauren that I am no angel. If anything, I am the devil's tool".

"That's not true! Angelus, you're my friend, my best friend. If something terrible happened to you…the thought of losing you" Lauren's voice broke and she started to cry, "The thought of it all…it just kills me".

It was only a matter of time before Lauren got close enough to put her face to his chest. What really touched her was when he actually put his arms protectively, almost lovingly, around her. He didn't mind her tears at all. He let Lauren be emotional, since were by nature anyway.

"Tell me you care about me, Angelus. Even if it's a lie. I don't care. I just need to hear it".

I care about you, Animula.

"No, don't say it telepathically. Just…say it, please".

"Angelus" struggled to figure out how to actually say the unfamiliar worlds. After a few minutes, he finally settled on something that was both touching to her and true to himself.

"I care about you Lauren. I will never leave you. I will never abandon you. I will always be there for you, risking everything to make sure you are safe. I do care about you, Animula…little soul".

"Is that what Animula means?".

"Little soul? Yes".

Lauren moved a little so that only one side of her face was touching hi. Like that, she snuggled there in perfect contentment. There, she fell asleep to the sounds similar to a giant house cat's gentle purr. Neither of them cared. She felt, and was, safe. That was all that mattered to them…both of them.

Sweet dreams, Animula…

A/N: Yeah, a little too much fluff here, but I hope it's okay. Listen, I am running out of ideas for this. It sucks! I don't know what to do for the next chapter! Alright, in case to some of you who didn't catch on, Angelus Vindex is an Arnold look alike. I apologize for any confusion. Maybe I'll make an angsty chapter…I don't know. Help with ideas will be highly appreciated! Elunara, you're my favorite reviewer right now…quite possibly my best friend when it comes to this fic. Thanks for the nice words guys. Now click that little button and give me some inspiration! I might add another OC in a few chapters. See ya later!