Chapter 11

Development Problem. The Trap is Set and Sprung.


The darkness surrounded the night once more, storm clouds roared high above with thunder, the sky lit up with sharp bolts of lightning which seemed to strike things beyond the naked eye, the rain bounced off the ground like a hail of bullets bouncing off body armor.

The soft yellow carpet stained red with grey tissue and shattered white pieces littering the ground.

The Machine scanned the sight before her and what she had done, with cold detachment she turned around and left.

SUSAN ANN JONES

TERMINATED.

She'd killed her, one of five Susan Jones', it had to be done, right now, she had to reign herself in, it was her mission she had to carry it out coldly and cruelly.

She pushed the lever to the right with her left thumb, the barrel fell open from release. External Hammered Shotguns worked like that, to strain to open, nothing to automatically cock like internal hammered models, everything done by hand. She liked its simplicity, less to go wrong, a friend had taught her that.

With her right hand she remove the two empty shells and put them into her top pocket of her jacket before loading in two more, she holstered the shotgun in a shoulder rig then rode off to her next target.

CHRISTOPHER DWIGHT

AGE – 17

STUDENT – UNEMPLOYED

The Cyborg chuckled slightly, there was something humorous about this, he went to the same school and Christopher Chain, her favourite pre Major Pizza boy, she'd have to deal with him later,

TARGET GROUPING … ANALYSING.

She blinked for a moment and waited as her CPU went into a deeper scan.

CHRISTOPHER DWIGHT

ALLISON ROGERS

ALAN SMITH

GROUPING AT STUDENT ACCOMMODATION.

So… three targets one area, it'd save on gas, she liked to think she was economical.

'Don't want to ruin the planet' she laughed loudly at her joke.

The old motorcycle roared through the city at the darkening hour, people across the city would be considering slumber, her thought turned to Connor, what would he be doing now? Hiding, terrified for his life, setting up a strategic plan of brilliance? Connor was cunning. She knew that, no mind to his age, the mind of John Connor was a complex thing, far more so than most humans.

He was a mystery wrapped around a myth, chained to an enigma, spoken about by some guy's cousin's aunt's best friend's baby sitter who heard a reprogrammed Machine talk about him. That was why he was feared, during the war, John Connor was nowhere, but he was everywhere, Skynet had feared him like a mortal fearing Ancient Greek Gods.

She shook her head from the thoughts, if she slept she'd be having nightmares of him. She'd heard horror stories of John Connor. A human so tough, he stared enemy Machines into submission, a human so terrifying that he merely glared at a Machine and it's CPU would reprogram itself in fear.

But she knew the truth. John Connor was human. Just human.

'No. Not JUST human' she told herself. He may have been mortal, but there was nothing 'mere' or 'just' about him, there was a reason HE was General.

She turned around the corner on her bike and headed for the school accommodation building. Chances are it'd be a repeat of the Clarissa Payne incident, but, not so graphic. Too many people, she'd have to be in then out, quickly.

She adjusted herself on her seat, she felt three pistol stroke against her legs, her 4" .44 magnum revolver gently stroking at the front of her right leg, and two Tokarevs, one against her left the other right behind the Revolver.

She reached her location and dismounted.

She turned her eyes back to the city, it's tall building and lights were a wonder to see, it was a shame it could all be destroyed, she'd found she liked the world as it was, sunny, bright and beautiful. She remembered how it would be, black, and desert like. There was some light, but it wasn't anything like this.

She sighed and steadied her bike on its stand she rolled her shoulders to loosen up, she had a job to do.


John and Cameron laid next to one another on his bed, they had only listened to the music playing on John's playlist since Cameron performed oral sex on him, his mind was still trying to restore itself to some normalcy, it was mind blowing, he turned to look at her, she was curled up against him, her left arm laid softly on his chest, her right was behind his head, embracing him. Their legs were intertwined with one another, her eyes looked lovingly in his a warm smile on her face.

"You're so beautiful" he said softly to her he leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"You're very handsome" she replied and kissed tried to reach his lips, John chuckled lightly and leaned down meeting her half way their lips touched against one another in a sensual loving kiss.

She were quiet a little longer just enjoying the company of their lover, Cameron broke the silence as she spoke up.

"John?" she asked quietly, her voice timid.

"Yeah Cam" he asked his voice just as soft as her's.

"Will we ever tell Sarah?" she asked, she was fearful of Sarah finding out about her and John's true relationship, but then she realised. There was Derek. "or Derek" she added.

John visibly winced. He hadn't wanted to tell either of them, but he realised that was impossible, they'd find out eventually, no matter how discreet he and Cameron were then he had a revelation.

If he was to be leader of the Resistance, mankind's leader. Then his first challenge would to overcome his mother and Uncle.

"I know Cameron." He said finally as he thought. "I think we should tell them after our trap, we need to find where Jesse is hold up, then I'll feel safer, knowing where one of our enemies is." He said strongly, Cameron understood him, it was a good strategy, telling Sarah or Derek would be a problem.

Then there would be the matter of Jesse, the wild card, they didn't know how she worked or where she was. Cameron knew her face and her voice, but still didn't know where she was.

"Once we find out where she is, then I'll feel safe, well safer." John said further.

"Good plan John. We should do it as soon as possible." Cameron commented.

"Agreed. We're going to need a different car, think you can get one?" he asked, she smirked and nodded. "Great, tomorrow, we catch ourselves an Aussie." He smirked.


The Terminatrix left the building behind, she could hear sirens in the distance, someone had called the police before she stopped them, she mounted her motorcycle, started it up and rode off, she had to get a good distance away, to remove any suspicion. These missions were getting more risky, not so much by threat level, but by the locations, high populations, few exits.

Nevertheless, three targets were Terminated, now for the Lesbian couple, Rebecca and Sofia Anderson, she looked in her mirror and saw the police turning a corner and driving down towards her previous location, they'd find nothing but corpses and eject 7.62 Tokarev rounds.

She made her way into the city, and found herself a small quiet corner, she looked around scanning for cameras, she found none, she parked her bike and stood up then leaned against the shadows, she removed a single Tokarev and reloaded it, putting the empty magazine into a pouch before sliding in another, she repeated the process with the other pistol.

She sat down on the ground, and leaned back against the wall.

They were kids. They had been just kids, drinking alcohol and enjoying themselves and she …

She took in a deep breath and let out a long stress filled sigh,

"Fuck." She cursed, she shouldn't have felt this conflicted, but she had no choice, this had to be done, it was her mission, but yet, doing it still didn't make her feel any better. Killing was easy when the target was a threat, the security guards in the Kaliba building, the T-888.

She removed her glasses and looked at her hand, a dim red light was shining onto it, her eye still not fully healed, she groaned in annoyance and put her glasses back on and remounted her bike, still so much work to do.

She reached an apartment complex, not unlike the one where she lived, she looked it up and down from top to bottom.

"There'll be security" she told herself. She looked at the front of the building, there was a security door with a video phone next to it, and most likely inside there would be security cameras, she watched as one person walked to the door, he scanned a plastic card at the door to allow him entrance.

"Okay so I was wrong." She told herself. "This place has better security than mine Apartment block." She grumbled, the Andersons must have good jobs.

REBECCA ANDERSON.

AGE 24

ELECTRONICS SPECIALIST

SOFIA ANDERSON

AGE 27

POLICE OFFICER.

Okay, so they had good jobs.

She looked at the apartment one more time, there was no way she'd be able to sneak in, she'd have to do it with the grace more befitting of a standard T-800. Smash the door in, get the information and kill everyone.

But not now. Another time, tomorrow she'd come better prepared, she turned her head and rode off once more, her HUD brought up her next target.

JOSEPH RYAN JR.

AGE 27

MECHANIC

EMPLOYEE – "JOE'S WORKSHOP"

The Terminatrix rode past traffic, dodging cars, the rain bounced off of her hair, her bike and her body. She road was slick and wet, and was only getting worse as time went on, around her cars were skidding as they braked, sliding a foot or so across the gravel.

The Cyborg scanned the road's surface to determine the speed of maximum efficacy and safety she didn't have time to crash, people would be aroused to her existence, and would notice the gun around her legs, she'd have to kill them, but even then there would be witnesses.

SCAN COMPLETE.

MAXIMUM SAFE SPEED 40MPH/ 64.3738KPH

LOWER SPEED.

The Terminatrix adjusted her speed so she wouldn't crash, she followed the fastest route her CPU had brought up towards Joe's Workshop, she slowed down as she neared it and got off of her bike leaving it by the front door, she walked in and found the reception area, no one was around, she suspected at this hour mostly everyone had left.

"Hello?" she called out.

"In here!" came a voice from the work shop, she walked around towards the door that led into the workshop, she walked in scanning the area and found a man with his head in the front of a car, the lid lifted as he worked on the engine.

"Joseph Ryan Junior?" The Machine asked as she reached for her Tokarev.

"Yeah?" he asked and looked up. Joe was a nice looking guy with an unshaven neck, a little rugged, messy black hair on his head and dark brown eyes. He was a definite looker.

Joe saw the woman's pretty face, he smiled before his eyes dropped lower seeing the pistols around her legs he stumbled back away from his car as she raised up her pistol and fired.

Joe dived to the side using the car for cover, the Machine grabbed her other pistol and walked around to the other side of the car, no Joe. Suddenly she felt something hard strike the back of her head, she flinched momentarily then snapped her head to the side and glanced back with her eyes.

Joe had hit her with a pipe wrench, she turned around just as Joe brought the pipe wrench down on her again, her glasses cracked then fell from her face, she flinched again her head snapped down a little from the strike.

Joe was scared, he'd hit this woman twice with his wrench but nothing, his wrench came away from her face, he had to get out of there, he turned and ran towards his office, the woman looked up and aimed her pistols at him and continued to fire, he jumped over another car hood in desperation, the bullets tore into the car's frame, the cyborg ceased fire and walked towards him.

The Machine began to reload her pistol, Joe who watched from between the gaps of the frame and the car's tire, he saw he begin to reload then turned, getting up quickly and ran to his officer, the Cyborg watched him surprised at his speed and ran after him as she reloaded.

Joe ran through the back door of his office and slammed it shut behind him running down the back way towards his car, the Machine burst through the door and chased him raising her pistols and started firing. Joe yelped out in fright and dived behind a dumpster, he looked at the woman still running towards him, he had to do something.

He grabbed the Dumpster and pushed it towards her as fast as he could, before turning and using it as cover, The Terminatrix avoided the dumpster and moved around it, raising her pistols just as a Wrench smacked her in the face, her head jolted back a little from the impact and she stumbled from the impact.

She looked up and saw Joe getting into his car, she reloaded her near empty pistols, one round in the chamber, of each as she loaded in fresh magazines, a full 18 shots at her disposal, she holstered her pistols and drew her short barrel magnum.

Joe was starting up his car, he slid his keys into the ignition and looked up, the woman had her armed raised, he didn't chance it and ducked down, no sooner had he done so a shot rang out, he heard the shattering of his windshield as he turned his car on, more shots slammed into his car as he kept himself low and pressed his foot on the accelerator, the car jolted as it moved rapidly picking up speed.

Joe dared to look up, he saw the woman stood in his way still aiming the gun in her hand, Joe didn't know what her problem was but he was going to get out of there one way or another, the woman fired another shot lower, than the previous five.

Joe felt his car's power cut out slowly as it's accelerated speed began to slow. The woman had reacted too slowly and slammed into the car's hood her head slammed against it as she dropped her gun, in panic Joe turned the wheel of his car as the whole thing went crashing into the wall.

He gulped and stayed there for a moment to collect his thoughts, he's just hit someone with his car, but hell the woman was trying to kill him for who knows why. He put the hand brake on his car, and slowly opened the door, he looked to his left, he saw the dropped gun, he looked to his right and caught a glimpse of the woman trapped between the car and the wall.

Panting slowly, he picked up his phone and rang the police, he gave them a brief description of his attacker, tall, female, long black hair, he hung up once they said they were on their way. He got out of his car and walked over to the woman.

CONNECTION FROM CHASSIS INTERRUPTED.

REBOOTING …

WARNING AUTHORITIES HAVE BEEN CONTACTED.

IMPLEMENT IMMEDIATE TERMINATION AND ESCAPE.

The damage to her head from banging it against hood had caused a slight malfunction in her systems, she'd been sloppy in her execution, she'd underestimated this human. That was fine, she liked a challenge, she realised his proximity.

Joe lifted her hair and looked at her, her right eyes were closed.

"Damn, why all the pretty girls I ever meet be fucking nuts?" he sighed and checked her pulse, nothing. "Damn." He rubbed his head totally unaware of the danger he was in at such a close proximity.

The Terminatrix's body began to reboot, Joe heard the soft whining coming from her body and backed away immediately, the woman's eyes shot open and stared at him, he could see a red light coming from one of her eyes, Joe made a religious cross gesture over his body as the woman lifted herself from the hood of the car then looked at the wall, she was trapped, she enhanced her audio receptors as listened to the sound of sirens coming closer.

She looked at him dead in the face, her legs were blocked unable to reach her pistols.

"Who are you?" he asked warily.

"I'm sorry" she replied. "It's nothing personal, it's my job." She explained.

"Your job, what are you, a hitman or something?" Joe asked annoyed.

"Exactly, I'm an assassin." The woman explained, before Joe could ask anymore, she reached into her jacket and pulled out the Sawn-Off Shotgun, Joe saw the weapon and panicked and began to move as the woman used the side of her right hand to cock both hammers then aimed the gun at Joe.

She fired both barrels at once the recoil none existent due to her strength, the spread of the buckshot hit slammed into his body knocking him off his feet, she couldn't waste any time, she began to pound her fists into the car buckling it bending it, the metal dug into her legs and it broke, eventually her hands went through the metal, she grabbed it and began to push, slowly, but surely the car moved away from her, she hadn't much time.

Joe had watched as she pounded the hell out of his car and moved it with the brake on, he was astounded amazed and shocked, his mind was going dizzy as he lost blood, his vision was getting blurry, he could just make out the sound of sirens, as the woman pulled herself from the wreckage. She holstered her shotgun and stumbled towards her motorcycle, her leg joints were damaged and in need of repair, she'd have to leave behind the .44 and Joe, let the man bleed out.

The Machine looked down the road and saw the flashing lights of the police, she pulled her keys out of her pocket and grimaced, they were bent, she'd have to get a new key recut.

She walked back into the Auto shop and waited, she had a plan, she just had to be smart, she watched as the cops entered the place, their bodies covered in riot armor with an assortment of weapons some in standard uniform and ballistic vests with shotguns.

She scanned everyone who was within range for their dress size, they wouldn't catch her.

They couldn't.


John and Cameron were downstairs watching the Television, Sarah and Danny had gone out, at Danny's request to go to his mother and sister, to bring them up to speed, Derek had yet to come back. Cameron had her head rested on John's shoulder, John in return rested his head on her's, they were comfy with one another.

On the screen was an old favourite of John's the Wizard of Oz, with Judy Garland, the movie was good, but a very light interpretation of the book.

Cameron looked at the scene with Tin-Man with interest, he sang about how he wanted a heart even though he was a Machine made of cheap materials. Cameron thought about what John had said to her during their times alone that she had found her heart.

She hadn't truly understood him at the time, but now, watching the man in costume sing about love, having John so close to her. She understood. John, John was her heart, for if he died, she would too, if he was hurt, she would hurt, John was her heart.

"I love you" she said quietly then turned her head and kissed his cheek, John turned and kissed her lips in return and nuzzled her body against his.

"Love you too babe." He whispered back. Cameron liked the pet names he used for her, she'd heard them before, men calling their girlfriends "babe" or "baby", she hadn't understood and would have felt insulted if someone had called her that, but with John, and the way he said it, they sounded affectionate and loving.

They adjusted themselves and embraced one another and watched the TV, they were together, nothing could ruin it now …

Outside a car pulled up into the drive way.

Well almost nothing.

The two reluctantly separated, Cameron decided it best to sit on another seat altogether, watched her sadly, he longed for the day he could be loving to her in public, but they weren't ready, him nor the public, Cameron was ready, she knew it, he knew it, she only cared about John's feelings on the matter but understood his reasoning.

Once Jesse was done, then they'd reveal themselves. He knew it. He wouldn't care once all his present threats could be located.

Sarah and Danny walked in, both looked rather pleased with themselves, Danny had a few tears in his eyes.

Cameron looked at them before speaking. "Is everything alright?" she asked, Sarah was mildly surprised at Cameron to ask something that wasn't based on her mission.

"Yeah, we've just been to see Tarissa, Danny's mom." Sarah said as Danny walked into the living room and sat down on the couch near John.

Cameron had watched his movements before looking back to Sarah. "Yes I remember her."

Sarah nodded slowly, "Of course you do, I doubt you forget anything"

John noticed Cameron flinch a little. "Only what hasn't been blocked from my CPU, no, I don't forget." She said, the way she said it sent chills down Sarah's spine, but she didn't react to it.

"Figured." She shrugged. "Tarissa was happy Danny was alive, and free, we told her Kaliba could be looking for them, so we are going over there for a time to set up some safety measures just in case, also teach Tarissa and Blythe how to shoot while I'm teaching Danny." Sarah paused for a moment to gather herself. "That way, they'll be better prepared and when Danny has given us some help, he can go home, it'd be better for them to have an extra hand."

John nodded slowly.

"That's a good plan, you think so Danny?" John asked looking at the older yet younger dark skinned man.

"uh, yeah that's a good idea." He said his tears still dropping from his eyes though he wasn't sobbing.

"you okay?" John asked concerned for him.

"What? Oh yeah John, just, just happy to see my mom ya know. I thought I'd die in that complex, never see my mom again. It's a small blessing to see her." Danny smiled to John, John nodded in understanding, he felt the same back when he and Uncle Bob broke his mother out of Pescadero Mental Institute.

"I know what you mean." John said before turning to his mother and smiled, Cameron watched the interaction before her curiously. 'Family … a strong bond between loved ones connected by blood, DNA or/and love.' She smiled a little, John caught her smile and winked at her. Cameron's smile grew a little bigger.

Sarah meandered over as she removed her coat, placing it on the back of the sofa she then sat down on another single chair and looked at the Television.

"Derek not come back yet?" Sarah asked

"Not yet, you know where he went?" John asked in return as the four of them began to get comfy.

"Not a clue, he left about half past 10 in the morning, haven't seen him or heard from him since." Sarah groaned in reply.

Derek could be a nuisance, he was a good fighter, a good shot and knew how to work in a combat situation, if they were suddenly attacked he'd be a great help, Danny who was with them now, not so much.

"Then Derek Reese has been missing for 8 hours and 27 minutes." Cameron informed the others in monotone, her blank emotionless look once again upon her face hiding the life John has seen. "Perhaps he is in sort form of trouble."

Sarah chuckled. "Maybe but I think he'd have called us, I'm guessing he's either following one of his leads or he's passed out in a bar."

Cameron nodded to that reasoning, Derek did like a drink.

Everyone was silent once again as they watched the old movie on TV in that brief moment of life, they had the appearance of a real family.


"God damn it. You find her?" a police officer asked one of his co-workers.

"Not a damned thing, she's gone." The female police officer raised her revolver in a plastic evidence bag. "We'll have to take this to forensics see if we can get any prints." She paused and looked at the gun then to her Co-Worker. "How's, what's his name?" she asked

"Passed out, blood loss, he's been taken to the General Hospital downtown, he might be okay." The man removed his police hat and stroked his hair, "Where the hell did she go?" he wondered out loud.

"Not sure, I'm more interested in why." She reasoned, he nodded. "What should we do now?" she asked.

"I don't know, let forensics see if they can find anything, then get out of here, you heading out now?" he asked.

"Yeah, forensics don't need all of us around here, I'd say some of us stay here in case the bitch comes back, then we'll book her." she reasoned.

"Alright, you staying?" he asked.

The woman paused for a moment, thinking it over, then replied. "Yeah, I've not got anything better to do."

"Right, we'll leave Anderson and Wright with you." The officer said, "You guys be okay?" he asked.

"Shouldn't be a problem." He smiled at him, he smiled back showing his top teeth.

He walked off, SWAT got back into their truck and drove off, most of the other squad cars followed leaving behind three armed police officers and the forensics team.

"Some people huh?" another female voice came. The officer turned to see a women with dark hair walked up next to her. "you know, suddenly going nuts attacking random strangers." She shook her head slowly pondering deeply.

"I know what you mean" the women replied, never breaking her eyes from the other officer.

The other officer caught her staring and looked at her. "What?"

"Sofia Anderson" she asked with a smile.

"Yeah?" Sofia replied curiously.

The woman smiled and looked around, no one was looking, she leaned forward and kissed Sofia on the lips. "I heard you swing." She smirked.

Sofia blinked from the sudden contact, and stepped back. "ugh, yeah, but I'm married." She replied shocked.

"To another woman right?" the officer asked and smirked, Sofia nodded, the officer looked around, then stepped forward narrowing the distance. "If you want to have fun while the boys are playing with their toys, meet me in the Auto shop, in 5 minutes."

The woman stepped back, winked then walked off into the Auto Shop.

"God, damn" Sofia coughed a little, she couldn't remember the woman, she was probably new, she was tall, great legs beautiful face. 'Oh what the hell, I'm not hurting anyone' she smirked looking around then walked towards the Auto Shop.

The officer, The Cyborg had a choice now as she watched her target walk towards her. She could Terminate her right now get rid of her this moment, or, use her, gain her trust, until the time came for her to terminate both Andersons at the same time.

"So, what are you got in mind?" Sofia smirked.

The machine removed her jacket. "Guess."


The next morning, John and Cameron were in the living room getting ready for another day of school, Danny was sipping his coffee and Sarah was cleaning her cup, Danny had offered to clean the pots later. Derek had not returned.

"Right mom we're going." John called out to his mother.

"Have a good day at school kids." Sarah replied, she blinked and looked back seeing John and Cameron looking at her, both with varying degrees of amusement, even Danny was smiling at her.

"You know what I mean." Sarah corrected slightly embarrassed, that family feel of last night hadn't left just yet, there was no Derek to stir problems and complain.

"Yeah see you mom" John chuckled and turned to the door.

"See you later Sarah." Cameron said before following John.

Suddenly the phone rang, John and Cameron stopped for a moment and looked at it.

"Cameron, answer it." Sarah told her, the room was quiet, no one had rang this early before.

Cameron did so using Sarah voice.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Mrs Baum?" came the voice, Cameron recognised it as Mr Sinclair, the Principle, he was speaking in a remorse filled tone of voice

"Yes, who's this?" she asked keeping up the pretence of being Sarah

"This is Mr Sinclair, Principle at the School" he said. "I'm letting you know School has been cancelled this week due to the recent murders of three of our students. We um, hope Cameron and John haven't yet left for school."

Cameron smiled a little hearing the words this would work to her and John's advantage.

"No they haven't left yet, I'll inform them, thank you for ringing Mr Sinclair." She said, before adding. "If you hear from any of their parents, tell them I'm sorry for them, they'll be going through an awful time." Cameron said putting deep sadness into the Sarah voice.

"I shall Mrs Baum and thank you. Have a nice day." With that Sinclair hung up, so did Cameron.

"Me and John have the week off," she said, Sarah and Danny looked at one another then at John and Cameron. "There have been more murders, three were of students at the school, I believe this will be a time to mourn." Cameron added.

Sarah nodded slowly. "Alright, well, plans?" she asked.

"Yeah" John smiled, "I have an idea of what I can do today." This was perfect opportunity.

"Alright, but you be careful John, whatever you're doing take Cameron with you." Sarah told him then mentally kicked herself for it.

"Don't worry I will" he said then looked at Cameron. "Come on we'll leave our bags in my room then we'll go" he told her, Cameron nodded as they both rushed to John's room.

"Machine?" Danny asked looking at Sarah.

"Maybe, but why those kids?" she asked, wondering.

"Maybe they're I don't know, important in the future?"

"Most likely, come on, we'll put on the news see what we can find out." She told Danny before walking into the living room, Danny followed with his coffee.


Upstairs John had sent a text message to Riley.

"Right I've told her where to meet me and I've told her to contact Jesse and try to get her to follow her, to watch us." John explained to Cameron.

"Right, and I'll be waiting in the security area I have to remain in disguise." She spoke her part.

"Yeah, if you locate Jesse keep an eye on her, if she moves follow her, I've finished the tracker…" John said pulling out a small device that he and Cameron had worked on, "I just hope it works." He sighed.

Cameron placed a hand on his shoulder. "We put it together John, it our creation, it'll work." She smiled at him.

"Thanks, of course it will" he smirked then leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "it's got your genius in it" he gave her a wink making her smile bigger, "Come on I told her to meet us there at about 10-30. How much time do we have?" he asked as he looked around for the time.

"We have 2 hours and 15 minutes." Cameron replied, John smiled at her

"Thanks Cam." He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

"We better go, and get ourselves prepared, more preparation means a better execution of the plan." She told him. He nodded in agreement then the two got up and left.


Riley got the message, today she'd have her not-date with John, to ensure her own survival and that she remained somewhere on top, she needed his trust, she had to go along with the plan. She called Jesse's number, the phone rang then picked up.

"What the hell Riley?" Jesse said into the phone. Riley should have known than to ring her, it was always a one way system with communication, but she had to try.

"Jesse, the date is ago, me and John are having some lunch at a café in the Mall, I think I'll need your help with this, I have to get John to be more open to me, to like me more, you've got to come Jesse." Riley said in a panic yet excited tone of voice.

"Whoa, whoa slow down lass, you got the date, that's great I was getting worried, so you need pointers and you want me there for support right?" she said trying to simplify what she'd heard.

"yeah that's right, I know you don't normally but this is important Jesse, the mission." Riley told her desperately.

"Alright, alright, when are you two meeting?" Jesse asked.

"We're meeting at the café Rouge, a fancy little place, you heard of it?" Riley asked, so far she was impressed with herself and how she was pulling off the act. 'I could have been an actress' she told herself.

"Yeah, I heard of it, but when Riley. When?" Jesse asked losing her patience a little.

"Half past Ten, that's when we're meeting. Think you could make it?" she pleaded.

Jesse was silent for a minute, Riley could hear shuffling of covers and a deep groan, a man's groan then heard Jesse again.

"Yeah I can make it, I'll see you there, or if I'm doing my job, you won't until you need me." She smiled then hung up.

'Hook, line and sinker.' Riley smirked, Jesse may have been calculative, and cunning, but Riley she was a quick thinker, she smirked, if they pulled this off, perhaps she'd be in with Resistance perks, if the Connors and the metal didn't stop Skynet that is.

She went downstairs to find her foster parents.

"I'm meeting John at 10-30 that okay?" she smiled.

"Sure, just be careful okay, young men can be dangerous." Aaron told her, she smiled and nodded.

"Sure, don't worry, I'll be okay" Riley replied before leaving.


Jesse got up and dressed, Derek laid next to her, groaning softly as her body heat left his.

"Where you going?" he asked.

"Riley and John are going on a date, Riley wants support she's going to try and get John to open up, this could be a major step in our plan Derek." She smirked.

"Great, then maybe we'll be able to have John get rid of the Machine." He groans as his joints cracked from use.

"Exactly. Everything's carrots and apples Derek." She smirked almost feeling the enclosing victory.

"Yeah, yeah carrots and apples." He grumbled. "You mind if I stay here for a bit longer?" he asked not wanting to get up.

"Sure, I've got a spare set of keys, lock up when you leave." Jesse told him then looked at her catch, "I'll get some breakfast."


Darkness surrounded her, confusion, disorientation. A brief glimmer of light, then slowly, slowly she opened her eyes.

"Your awake." Came a woman's voice.

Sofia Anderson woke up shock then looked around frantically, she saw a woman in black pants and a black sleeveless T-shirt.

As the woman features became clear memory struck Sofia.

Last night, the Auto Shop the make-out session, nearly getting to the good part when she found the bodies of her co-workers, one of them nude.

"You, you killed them." Sofia said slowly.

"I did." The woman replied.

Sofia tried to move but couldn't, she now felt her restraints two sets off handcuffs, one cuffing her hands together behind her back, two at her ankles. Sofia realised how much trouble she was in, her eyes travelled down the woman's body and saw a holstered pistol, a Glock .45 ACP, one of the standard sidearms of the force.

"Look listen." Sofia said softly, her voice stammering, "If you let me go, I promise that you'll have a fair trial, okay?" she asked, she was trying to appeal to the woman who was clearly a psychopath.
"If you plead insanity, you might not go to jail."

The woman didn't move, didn't blink, there was a long pause before she replied.

"But I'm not crazy." She replied in monotone, Sofia thought otherwise.

"Then why kill them." She asked, "what did they do? They were doing their jobs."

"I didn't want to get caught." The woman explained still stood at the door way.

"Why did you try and kill that man?" Sofia asked.

"Joseph Ryan was just another on the list." The woman said.

Sofia's eyes opened wide in realisation. "The Murders, it's you." She said.

"It was me, I even killed Daniel Mattison." She said

"No, it was on the news, he said…" Sofia said, trying to tell her Daniel said it was a man he saw.

"There's a man outside, that's what I said, I remember." The woman said using the voice of Daniel Mattison, Sofia gasped.

"How did you do that?" she gulped now truly terrified and confused.

"Just a trick." The woman said.

"Why kill them, why?" Sofia asked.

"It's my job." The woman replied and pulled out the Glock but did nothing more.

Sofia was quiet her eyes focused on the gun. Nothing happened.

"Job, like paid?" she asked.

"No, it was my mission. Joe may still have been alive and well if it weren't for you." The woman said finally she walked closer, Sofia noticed the slight limp in her right leg.

"Why me?" she asked

"You and your wife Rebecca are also a target. I'd have killed you last night, either of you I your apartment, but I was not equipped for it." She explained now stood at the foot of the bed.

Sofia smirked.

"Rebecca is away this Month, and I was at work." She said.

"Clearly, at least now I know can wait for Rebecca to return." The woman said.

Sofia gulped, her little victory ended short.

"Please don't hurt her, please. She didn't do anything." Sofia pleaded.

"No, not yet anyway." The Woman told her. Sofia looked at her in confusion, this woman had to be nuts. "And neither have you."

"If you were going to kill me, why aren't I already?" Sofia asked, dreading the answer.

The woman paused and tilted her head. "I don't know, you should be, I'm being unprofessional." The woman told her then looked to her right leg. "You saw my limp, my leg is damaged after Joe drove his car into me, you saw the damage to the car, and to the wall of the Auto Shop."

"You should be crippled." Sofia said confused and surprised. This woman must be nuts.

"I require fixing." The woman limped towards the wardrobe and looked through it, she found a small case and pulled it out limping back to the bed then looked at Sofia. "I hope you're not squeamish. You must see, and understand. Afterwards, I'll decide what to do with you."

Sofia was confused, the woman removed the gun belt and holster, then dropped her pants, Sofia noticed she did indeed have great, long legs, the woman propped her right leg onto the bed.

"Now, where shall I start?" she wondered, Sofia had to understand, the Machine didn't know why, had she, taken a liking to the woman? Perhaps, even if temporary, she opened the case and pulled out a scalpel, Sofia stared at it in horror.

"Please don't hurt me." She whimpered. The woman glanced at her, confusion written all over her face.

"I don't hurt, I kill." She followed Sofia's eye and looked at the scalpel. "Oh, no this is for me." The woman said before lowering the blade and piercing the skin above her knee.

Sofia gasped then screamed as the woman began to cut into her own leg, not a word came from the woman's mouth not a blink, or a wince, just a cold emotionless face, small traces of blood dribbled down the wound, but far less than should be.

"A few years from now," the woman began getting Sofia's attention, who had stopped screaming and shivered in fright. "mankind will create an advanced artificial intelligence, Skynet, this intelligence was to be mankind's greatest achievement and America's guardian angel. Defending them from threats, they were wrong." The woman said pausing in her cutting and looked up to Sofia's eyes.

"Skynet became self-aware and Terminated billions of human lives with the Nuclear weapons they'd designed to protect themselves." The woman said before looking back to her wound and continued cutting. Sofia said nothing and listened to this obviously drugged, nutcase.

"The survivors called it Judgement Day, and survived only to fight a war against Machines, Cyborgs." The woman explained. "Skynet would develop new and more powerful Machines, becoming advanced enough to appear human."

"You can't honestly believe that." Sofia said terrified.

"I do." The woman said as she finished cutting. "I would know. I'm am one."

With that the woman grabbed the cut skin and pulled it away, Sofia yelped then looked, she stared in horror at the metal plated leg underneath. "Oh, my god." She stammered in shock.

The woman put the scalpel away and removed a screwdriver. "The damage is below the armor plating, I am an advanced armoured Cyborg." She explained and began to unscrew the protective armor plating from her endoskeleton. "Skynet's earlier units were becoming too easily damaged from Plasma fire, so it created powerful machines with armor plating, such as the T-850 then a redesigned form of a Triple-Eight."

The woman removed a piece of plating from her leg then looked at the woman. "That's another advanced Machine, a better infiltrator than the 850, but not as physically dominating, the Armored Triple Eights were eventually redesigned, along with the 850s. The armoured remodeled Triple Eights were given the designation of Eight-Nineties, which I am a variant of, a female variant. I am a T-895." She smiled proud of her model number.

"I'm dreaming" Sofia said staring at the leg, she'd half listened to the woman, robot, thing. "I'm unconscious, or dead and now I'm dreaming or I'm in hell because God truly hates lesbians." Sofia panted slowly.

The Machine leaned forward and slapped her face. "Damn it, that hurt!" Sofia cried out.

"See you're awake and alive." The woman said.

The machine continued to work in silence fixing her knee joint, it was nothing major, just a slight dent which she easily fixed, then reattached her armor plating.

"So" Sofia said suddenly, whimpering a little. "You're here to kill people" she said.

"Yes, that's right." The Machine said not even bothering to look at her.

"Like me and Rebecca." Sofia gulped slowly.

"Yes. Like you and Rebecca." The machine said as she finished her leg then picked up the piece of skin she cut off, she grabbed needle and soft metallic thread then began to stitch it back on.

"Please don't" Sofia begged quietly. "I'll do anything, please."

The Machine paused. "I'm a Machine, I can't be reasoned with, I don't make deals." She said then continued to sew up her leg.

"Oh please, please, anything, please." Sofia begged louder tears running from her eyes, the Machine looked up pausing for a moment as saw Sofia's pleading face.

She looked away from the woman to the window and looked outside at the skyline, she said nothing, did nothing.

"Anything" Sofia repeated.

The Machine let out a very human sigh.

TERMINATE REBECCA ANDERSON

TERMINATE SOPHIA ANDERSON

OVERRIDE AWAITING …

"There are more people I need to kill." The machine explained. "Go to where I've been, but say nothing of me, I'll know if you have, your weapons cannot harm me, cannot kill me, do you understand, if Police come here to kill me, I'll know you've lied, and I'll kill them, you and Rebecca."

The Machine threatened.

"So, what are you saying?" she asked weakly.

"Stay out of my way, if it were any other Machine, you'd be dead, this conversation wouldn't have happened, you're lucky it's me." The Cyborg explained as she continued and finished her stitching, already her systems were going to the wound the fix it.

"Okay." Sofia conceded, she looked over the woman carefully.

"When will Rebecca return?" The woman asked.

"In two weeks." Sofia told her.

"Then you will remain here until then, you will instruct Rebecca to only ring your cell phone, understood?" The Machine told her.

"You can't keep me here, I'll starve." She whimpered.

"you will be fed, dumbass." The Terminatrix rolled her eyes, humans could be so stupid. "If you behave, your stay will be pleasant. Understood, if not, you die."

Sophia nodded slowly, she looked at the Cyborg carefully. "What's wrong with your eye?" she asked.

The Cyborg tilted her head before replying. "Regeneration only finished last night while the police entered the Auto Shop, it has continued to heal." She explained then looked at her leg. "Soon I will be able to remove the stitches, and it'll be as good as new" she gave Sophia a very human smile.

Sophia was terrified, and in awe of the machine woman, she knew she could die at any moment but she was betraying her people, her kind, but she had to, or she and her love would die, self-preservation, if people were going to die in a few years it was every man and woman for themselves.

"Now then." The machine woman said in a very human way, a slight mischievous look in her eye and a smirk on her face. "Where were we last night?"


10:25

The Café Rouge.

John was sat in his seat outside the café, awaiting Riley and possibly Jesse, he looked around, not many people were in the Mall just yet, people were at work, or in school, he recognised a few faces, people he'd seen in High School now and then, none of them he knew directly.

He looked inside the café, again not many people were inside, but an idea came to his head, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell, bringing up Cameron's name he texted her a message.

He waited then looked at his watch. 10:26. God time was going slowly he thought impatiently.

His leg vibrated, he got out his phone and read the reply. "Good idea John ^_^ xx" it said. John chuckled at the grammar, as he finished another message popped up, he opened it up.

"Riley is here, towards the entrance." It said. John looked up from his phone, and looked, he couldn't see too well, but soon enough saw Riley.

John stood up and waved to her, Riley turned her head and ran towards him.

'Show time.' Both he and Cameron thought at the same time.

"Hey Riley" John greeted, with a smile.

"Hey John" Riley replied happily, they had to get into character in case Jesse was already watching them, John turned and led Riley into the café.


It was an alteration to the plan, they went inside, Jesse if she showed up could stay outside, and use it as a tactical vantage point, but would be more in Cameron's line of sight.

Cameron had broken into one of the security areas which had a lookout point at the top, she'd broken in without much force an incapacitated the men inside, to her delight there was a full range of camera monitors, things she'd easily be able to keep up with, there was also basic 9mm pistol Glocks if they were so needed.

'Well I am in a Mall, I should shop' she'd told herself before gathering all the 9mm rounds and the approved 17 round magazines, she'd also found a few 19 rounds magazines. 'It's amazing what you find in the Mall' she'd thought at the time.

Right now, Cameron was in disguise, wearing security overalls, her hair tied back and hidden under a neat Security cap, she also had on a pair of sunglasses, it was justified, it was a sunny day, she leaned against the bars of the lookout area and appeared to be looking around nonchalantly, she was however keeping her focus on the entrance.

She had to keep up the appearance of a security guard, which would also relate to a bored human, especially if there was another person or two in the same area, she grabbed her phone and imitated idle use of it, playing games and such, in truth her phone had no games, she had no need of them, human psychology, and Television were entertainment, especially shows that were on early in the morning.

Cameron turned her attention back to the entrance, her HUD scanned multiple faces nothing, then…

TARGET LOCATED

COMMANDER JESSE FLORES.

FOLLOW TARGET.

CONTACT JOHN.

While her eyes locked onto Jesse she used her internal memory of her phones layout to type a message to John contacting him of Jesse's entrance.


Meanwhile in the café John and Riley had ordered their drinks and now were just having some small talk.

"So what've you been up to?" Riley asked John as she sipped a creamy chocolaty coffee.

"Not bad, surviving, Mom and Cameron saved an old acquaintance of ours." John said as he looked at his coffee in deep thought. "Daniel Dyson, his dad was someone important, he was a hero, Mom said she had to save him." He told her, she gained nothing from the info so he felt free for telling her.

"Your mother actually goes alone with the, ugh with Cameron?" Riley asked surprised, she nearly slipped but saved herself, if only just barely.

"Yeah, Mom may not trust Cameron that much anymore, but she understands that we need her. Cameron's important, she's special." He said smiling a little at his own words.

"You keep saying that, why is she special?" Riley asked, she'd never met many Machines face to face, she'd admit she'd been had closer encounters with Machines now that she'd gone back in time than before when she was in the tunnels.

"She may have an advanced CPU, more so than a Triple Eight, but there's something else, she's developing, going beyond protocol, beyond programming." John told Riley. Riley gasped, this sounded bad to her.

"What if Cameron is Skynet John? Think about it, you say she's advancing, what if her mind becomes Self Aware. She could become Skynet." Riley warned.

John looked at her disgusted, looking at her as if to say 'you're a fucking idiot.' He was about to defend Cameron when his leg vibrated, he said nothing then pulled out his phone.

"Jesse Flores is here and making her way to the café'." John chuckled as if reading something funny.

"What is it?" Riley asked curious.

John leaned in closer and whispered. "Jesse's here, act natural."

Riley gulped and nodded.

"Anyway, Cameron isn't Skynet, I know that much for sure, she may become Self Aware, hell she may be already, but I know she isn't Skynet, I have a gut feeling." He said to her. He kept his annoyance to himself.

"She could be though, or maybe a new Skynet, a more advanced one, she'd know all the Machine blueprints and stuff, she wouldn't have to wait a long time to make a Triple Eight she could keep herself quiet after the bombs then build them straight away, we'd be fucked." Riley tried to push her point.

"Look Riley, shut up." John said now showing his annoyance. "Cameron isn't Skynet, she won't become Skynet, I know, I trust her, besides, we may already have a lead on Skynet." He said, his final words becoming cold.

"What?" Riley gasped.

"I've told you that, so you'd shut up about Cameron, that's all you need to know, trust me, we're onto it, we got the best possible people on it, me, mom, my uncle, Cameron and my Uncle." He smiled.

Riley was only slightly convinced. "Yeah, some A-Team." She said in a sad joking manner.

John looked around, making sure not to look outside in case he saw Jesse, he wouldn't know her, but he could make her suspicious. He and Riley had been talking quietly enough, no one bothered them, he thought for a moment and looked at her.

"Hey Riley?"

"yeah?" She asked.

"What was it like, in the future, from your point of view?" he asked curiously

"How do you mean?" she replied with her own question.

John shrugged his shoulder.

"I've had a point of view from a disgruntled Veteran soldier, I've had it from a reprogrammed machine, and Cameron… I'd like the point of view of like the closest thing to a civilian." He explained, however Riley had only listened and concentrated on one bit.

"Wait." She said, then paused to think over what he said. "you'd had a point of view from a reprogrammed machine, and Cameron, like they're separate?" she asked.

"I told you, Cameron is more than a Machine." He said annoyed again but tired of having to repeat himself.

Riley her hands up in defence "I know I know, I didn't mean it like that." She tried to explain.

John realised her meaning. "Oh! Sorry." He apologised then took another sip of his drink. "Back when I was younger, when I was a kid, when I was 13, Skynet sent a 1000 series to kill me. Scary thing, much scarier than a Triple Eight." He told her.

"What's one of those?" she asked.

John gave her a brief description of it, a Machine made of liquid metal that turns its arms into blades and turned into other people.

"Shit, that's scary" Riley said thankfully, she'd never met one, or rather, she didn't think she'd met one.

"I sent a T-800 to protect myself." John paused in memory of Uncle Bob. "I enabled him to develop, I taught him things, how to smile, how to understand, the importance of human life, and in the end, he sacrificed himself, so nobody would find him and use him to build Skynet." He smiled in memory.

Riley was stunned to hear a Machine could do such a thing.

"It was the closest thing I had to a father." He chuckled dryly. "So, anyway." He asked.

"I grew up in the tunnels, two years after Judgement Day, my father kept me, mom and my two brothers safe as long as he could, we moved in the runnels with other families, then one day when I was 14, everyone, the whole well community, I guess we were. We got ambushed by Machines, a lot were killed, my family were blown apart infront of me, I managed to escape." Riley went quiet for a moment.

John felt bad for her, very bad, others he'd met had been war hardened killers, Riley and her family her community were just trying to live.

"I'm sorry." He smiled hoping he was being encouraging, Riley smiled at him sadly.

'If I hug her now, Jesse might leave thinking we're getting closer' John thought to himself, Riley had mentioned earlier that Jesse was coming in case she needed support.

With that John leaned over and hugged Riley.

Riley hugged John back and looked at Jesse, the Aussie was outside the café watching them, Riley smirked and gave the woman a thumbs up and a wink, Jesse took it to mean everything was going according to plan.

'Riley didn't need me, but it's good to see some progress' Jesse thought to herself before she got up and left.


Cameron watched the woman walk away from the café, now what her time to act, she moved away from her lookout point and tore the overalls from her body revealing a light blue dress with a flower pattern on it, the dress only went down to her knees, she'd never wear something like this, as was the plan, she grabbed a sun hat John had got her and put it on before slinging her backpack over her back, she moved quickly to catch up with Jesse.

The woman was insight walking out of the Mall, Cameron had to keep her distance and act like a normal shopper in case Jesse turned around. Thankfully she didn't as the woman made her way to her car, Cameron stopped momentarily, positioning herself along the one way exit way, Jesse would have to pass her leave.

Jesse got into her car and followed the directions around to the exit, Cameron bide her time, pulling from her backpack the small transmitting device she and John had made, Jesse drove past Cameron completely unaware.

'John's disguise is perfect' she told herself, it was him who picked it, Cameron held the small device in her hand, the magnet held away from her fingers in case it stuck to her, she raised her arms as if stretching, then thrust her arms forward mimicking another stretch, in actual fact she threw the device the magnet slammed against Jesse's moving car with enough force for the magnet to grip onto it.

Cameron smirked and made her way to a different car, one she'd hotwired and stolen earlier, she got inside, turned it on then pulled out the tracking device. She had to admit, this piece of tech put together from scraps was genius, she was proud of her John. She followed the signal and drove after Jesse.


"Okay Jesse's gone." Riley said

John nodded. "Listen, I know we ended bad but, that doesn't mean we can't be friends." He smiled.

Riley smiled back. "You don't want me?" she asked hopefully. John sighed and shook his head.

"No, everyone I care about gets hurt eventually, it's safer for you, being your friend alone is bad enough, but you lied to me, I think this is the best offer I'm willing to give"

Riley nodded. "Alright, I understand. Thank you." She smiled again a little brighter. "but listen, if something happens, you'll keep your promise right" she asked a little worried for her future at this point.

John remembered his promise and nodded. "Yes I, we will look after you, that's a promise, me, mom and Cameron." He smiled

"Thanks. I feel a little better about that." Riley confessed.

"Come on, let's go." John said before finishing off his coffee.


Sofia panted softly, her eyes were wide open from release, she was still bound and cuffed, The Cyborg was in the kitchen preparing some dinner for her captive.

It had happened. She and the Machine, a machine that was sent to kill her for something she hadn't yet done, they'd done it, something terrible but blissful, she only prayed she wasn't damned for it.

"What…" Sofia began. "what are you going to do to me?" she asked. She heard sizzling from the kitchen get quieter then heard soft footsteps, the cyborg whose leg had healed fully already looked at her, she was wearing short shorts and a plain white t-shirt, no shoes.

"I'm going to keep you here a while, I will release you soon though, then you shall have to prove I can trust you, you may go home and get your clothing later, I'll be waiting outside, if the police come, I'll kill them, then kill you, fair?" she asked.

"Yeah, very fair. But how about you trust me now, uncuff me, I'm not going anywhere." Sofia said timidly.

The Cyborg thought it over and nodded, she walked over to her prisoner and uncuffed her, Sofia stretched her limbs then watched as the machine opened her wardrobe once more.

"There are multiple guns in this case" she said pointing to it. "some can slow me down, the ammunition is in this backpack." She pointed to it. Sofia blinked for a moment confused.

"Why tell me?" she asked

"Trust." The cyborg said before leaving to continue cooking.

Sofia thought it over, she'd be insane to fight a robot woman from the future, she could barely handle Rebecca when it was her time of the month, Sofia shivered at the thought.

She was a prisoner, until two weeks were over when Rebecca would return, that is if the cyborg kept her word, and if she didn't die before then.

"What am I gunna tell the chief?" she asked out loud.

"I called him while you were dazed, I told him it was 'woman problems' he seemed to get the picture." The cyborg called out, she spoke "woman problems" in Sofia's voice, reminding the woman of that ability Machines seemed to have.

Sofia sat on the end of the bed for a minute before getting up and walked into the kitchen to see the machine cooking.

"Can all robots cook?" Sofia asked curiously.

"We can learn quick enough, but I've been around, I can cook. I'm no gourmet chef, but I do okay" she looked at Sofia and smiled.

"You're scary, you know that?" Sofia said slightly disgruntled.

"How so?" The cyborg asked the smile falling from her face into a frown.

"One second your dead, robot like, another you're … well" Sofia said, she tried to find the right words, the right phrase

"Alive?" the Machine smirked. "Human?" she chuckled. "I've been around I've developed, for its good and bad points" she shrugged and continued cooking.

Sofia looked into the pan and saw the machine cooking bacon, onions and an assortment of other things.

"You're going to kill more people tonight, aren't you." Sofia said rather than asked.

"I have to." The cyborg said as if the subject wasn't so heavy or tense.

"I can't stop you, can I?" Sofia asked sadly. The machine only blinked looking at the food.

"You could try." She said.

"Not even with bed?" Sofia chuckled without humour.

"Tempting" the cyborg finally smirked. "But no, these other must die. Trust me on this." she said. The machine looked at Sofia sadly. "Please don't try and stop me, I like you as strange as it is." She admitted. "A flaw in my development, I begin to like people, I was beginning to admire that Joe guy, very persistent, very resourceful." She admitted again.

"And what about me?" Sofia asked.

"You have a nice ass." The machine chuckled.

Sofia found herself chuckling too, regardless of the strange situation she was in.


John was finally home, it was getting on in the afternoon, nearing 3pm, Sarah was still out with Danny training the man in how to use firearms, and Cameron had not yet returned from her recon of Jesse. He was worried about his love.

He heard footsteps outside, John heard them then ran into the kitchen and grabbed a hidden Mossberg shotgun, he readied the weapon and watched as the door was opened. He sighed in relief as Cameron walked in.

"Oh thank god." He said getting Cameron's attention, she looked at him and saw the shotgun.

"You did right in grabbing a weapon John, I take it Sarah and Danny are not back yet?" she asked.

"Good call, I'm alone here, I took Riley home, how'd the mission go?" he asked putting the Mossberg down and walked up to her.

"She had multiple stops, a take away, a bank, a grocery store, then finally to her a small hotel room number 12" Cameron told him a smile crawled across her face.

"Yes, this is perfect, you got the address?" he asked, Cameron nodded having written it down, and gave it to John. He looked at it and smirked. "Perfect" he said looking into her eyes, her beautiful smile. "You did great Cam." He said as he put his arms around Cameron and pressed his lips to hers.

Cameron was taken aback a little, before happily returning the kiss, she slid her tongue into his mouth and he did the same, the pair held each other in their loving embrace, arms protectively holding the other, mouths pressed against each other.

Both lost in their own world.

Which was why Cameron never heard the car pull up outside, or the opening of the door.

"What the fuck!?" Sarah's voice came suddenly loud and clear.

Cameron and John separated suddenly if surprise and shock, both turned to look at a shocked Danny and a shocked and horrified Sarah, both staring at them from the door way.


Jason's Notes

Hi again everyone I'm sorry this one is another long one, I kind of went a little crazy here, so I do apologise, they won't all be this long, but I don't like to going too low, a minimum of 7150 is normally good for me.

Now I understand some aren't into detailed sex, I'll say it now, be warned, there will be more detailed sex in the future.

Anyway I hope you all enjoyed. Please leave a review and such. And thanks again.