(I had trouble writing this chapter cause every time I would type something out I kept thinking come on man that is unlikely. In the end though I think back to action movies. Movies where you go man they would never do that. It will be easy for you to go man that is just unrealistic but I am asking you think like an action movie where anything is possible)

Miller looked on at the monitors frozen. "I don't know what to do. This isn't my call."

Xander grabbed Miller turning him around "Look at me Ghramm. Right now those men are pinned down and the weapons they have aren't going to help. They need help and right now you might be their only hope. So get your shit together."

Ghramm looked at him and nodded. "But I'm not rank. I don't get to make orders."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Right now your commander isn't available and we could be his only life line"

Ghramm took a moment to steady himself. He looked at Xander. "You are right." He looked at the monitor trying to figure up a battle plan. "Maybe if we flank him from the behind we could"

Xander shook his head "You can't send more men in. Not with just side arms. It would be like throwing logs on an already growing fire."

Ghramm looked at him. He knew that Xander was a civilian but he knew more about this situation than any one else. It was against military protocol but he found himself asking anyways. "What should I do here? What do I need to take this thing down?"

Xander stepped in front of him looking at the monitor. "First get on the system and send out an all call to fall back. No one approaches or attacks him. We need a clear open target. That can't happen if we have other soldiers in the way."

Ghramm looked at the soldier sitting at a command post. "Open a line to the base."

The soldier rolled his eyes. "You are going to be court martialed for this."

Ghramm barked at him pissed. "OPEN A GOD DAMN LINE." The soldier did as he was told and slid the microphone in front of him. Ghramm sucked in a breath and spoke. He relayed Xander's orders not sure if it was the right thing but for now it was the only thing he could think of. The Terminator for now was scanning the base. He had ceased firing but only cause he was using his other systems to figure out the most logical location on base Xander Harris would be kept at.

Xander looked at Ghramm. "Okay we are ending this right now. We go on the attack."

Ghramm looked confused. "But you said"

"What I said was that thing isn't going to be taken down by a pea shooter. We need something bigger."

Angel looked at the monitor "Everything bigger Xander is going to be kept in the armory and to get to the armory you have to cross right in front of The Terminator."

Xander rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "Holy hell. Can't I get one win today?"

Buffy looked at Ghramm. "What about the van and the stuff that was in there?"

Ghramm looked at her realizing what she was saying. "We kept it in the lock up. It's going to be used at evidence against you so we couldn't return it to the armory."

Xander looked at him with a smile. "Where is lock up?"

With out hesitation Ghramm led the way. "Follow me." He started running with a sense of urgency. At the end of the East Hall they entered a garage with the van. Xander ran to the van and flung the cargo doors open. Just like they left it all the crates were still there.

Xander smiled. "Oh god you are so beautiful." He turned to Ghramm. "Okay we have weapons. Angel and Buffy start unloading."

With out skipping a beat Angel jumped in the van and started handing the boxes to Buffy. Xander looked at Ghramm. "We need to find the way to move the Terminator. He is to close to the other soldiers. We need to get him some where out in the open and away from people."

Ghramm snapped his finger. "On the other side of the compound is the firing range. It's nothing but a big open field."

As Buffy unloaded the last box she looked at Xander. "How do we get him there."

Xander sighed and knew she wasn't going to like this. "We have to draw him out. We draw him out with the one thing he wants more than anything."

Buffy just shook her head. "I know where you are going with this and NO."

Xander sighed and looked to her. "Buffy this is how it has to be. I am trusting the three of you with my life."

Ghramm looked at him "What are you thinking?"

Xander looked at the van. "I'm going to get in the van and drive at thing as fast as I can. I'll make sure he sees me and follow me to the firing range. Once I have him out there." He looked at Buffy. "Remember the judge and the rocket launcher."

Buffy grabbed his arm. "This is to dangerous Xander. We find another way."

Xander looked at her. "Buffy I'm going to be fine. This launcher you are using as a locking mechanism. You lock on to the target and I will get the hell out of the way."

Buffy swallowed the lump in her throat. "Xander."

Xander knew they were wasting time. He looked at Angel. "We don't' have time for this. Take the weapons now and get in place. Get ready. I'm going to give you 3 minutes and than I'm taking off."

Buffy wanted to tell him no. She wanted to argue but Xander was right they didn't have time. Ghramm grabbed the closest cart and started loading the cases up. "Wait. I think." Ghramm went reached behind his back and pulled the Velcro off his vest. "Put this on." With out hesitation Xander quickly strapped on the vest. "This vest can take a direct shot. I'm hoping you don't need it. But it might save your life."

Xander nodded. "I hope he doesn't get close enough I need it but thank you." Angel and Buffy continued carrying the crates. They carried what they could and Buffy turned back one last time looking at Xander praying this wasn't the last time she would see him.

Xander hopped in the van and started the count down in his head. His heart was beating so fast out of his chest. "Time to play stupid cowboy Harris." He counted down in his head and when it was time he started the engine and drove to the bay door. He pushed the button and waited as the door raised up. He threw the van in gear "Okay you son of a bitch lets play."

With that he put his foot on the gas and headed directly toward the front gate. As the Terminator continued scanning the area he heard the roar of the van engine. He turned just in time to see the van speeding towards him. He stood there cold and calmly unafraid.

Xander locked eyes with the Terminator and kept his foot on the gas. He wished the approach was closer but there was half a football fields distance between them. The machine fired at the windshield and Xander watched at the bullet hit the passenger seat next to him. Another shot and another miss Xander just kept the van pointed at his target. Xander white knuckled the wheel and finally connected the terminator with the front grill.

It felt like he was plowing directly in to a concrete post. The radiator cracked and the engine felt like it was close to seizing up. As the Terminator fell to the ground he dropped his guns. Xander knew he wouldn't stay down long. "Get up you son of a bitch."

Angel, Buffy and Ghramm ran as fast as they could to get the weapons ready and in place. As they approached the outside Angel froze. Ghramm looked at him "Come on man. We don't' have time."

Buffy knew the sun took Angel out of the game. She shook her head. "Were a tag team from here out.

Angel looked at Buffy "Please be careful."

Buffy grabbed the cases and ran to the firing range. Ghramm just followed with out saying anything. As they put the cases down she looked at Ghramm. "Which one of these is the rocket launcher?"

Ghramm opened the box pulling it out. "I know how to load it but the thing is. I've never actually fired one of these things. I don't' know."

Buffy just sighed "Relax. You load it up and I can take it from there." Just then they heard the van. It was filled with black smoke and looked like it was on it's last legs. The terminator clung to the roof punching holes reaching in and trying to get to Xander.

Ghramm started loading the rocket launcher and looked at Buffy. "It's time."

Buffy shook her head. "Not yet. We have to give Xander a chance to get clear."

The Terminator stood up and Xander stepped on the gas trying to run him over once again this time the Termintor grabbed the grill clinging to the vehicle. The Termintor climbed to the roof punching holes through the metal tearing it easily.

Xander kept driving but felt the vehicle sputtering. He did a sharp turn to the right hoping to shake the Terminator from the roof. The shaky terrain though didn't help matters as the van flipped on it's side.

Xander groaned and the van died all at once. He felt like his right shoulder was out of it's socket. Add to that he wasn't sure where the terminator was. He knew he needed to get free and clear of the vehicle now. The van now on it's side made it difficult to get out. Xander pulled himself up off the floor. With the van now on the drivers side door he had to climb up and out to get out of the passenger door.

Buffy looked on through a pair of binoculars. "I can't see the Terminator. I can't see Xan"

Ghramm interrupted her. "Wait. I think he's getting out of the vehicle." They watched as Xander struggled to get up and dropped to the ground. As he dropped to the ground bullets sailed through the van . One connected with the back of the vest knocking Xander to the ground. The next bullet whizzed by his ear.

He turned to see the terminator. The machine was pinned partially under the van. His legs were wedged and damaged but he would go down fighting. With the last of his own strength Xander stood up. He knew Buffy well enough to know she wouldn't take the shot till he was clear. He used the last of his strength to sprint to them. Another shot rang out and this one connected with his shoulder. He wanted to scream in pain but had push past it.

Ghramm yelled out. "He's hit. You have to take the shot."

Buffy measured the distance between Xander and the van. "Oh God I hope this is enough." She swallowed a breath and aimed directly at the van. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. The rocket fired and was a direct hit. The explosion made a hell of a light show in the sky. Xander could feel the flames and warmth on his back.

Ghramm ran to the field. He knew Xander was hurt and needed help right away. Buffy was close behind him setting the rocket launcher down and running behind.

Xander felt Ghramm hand on back. "Come on. I'm getting you out of here."

Xander pulled himself up with Ghramm's help. "The Terminator?"

Ghramm cut him off. "He's done. Toasted."

Buffy joined Xander on his other side helping to hold him up. "It's over Xander. He's gone."

Xander turned his head looking at the fire and wreckage that was the van. As the flame climbed higher Xander couldn't believe what happened next. From out of the fire and flames a shadowy figure emerged. Gone was the flesh and clothes. All that remained was a silver exoskeleton. Xander just shook his head. "It's not over."

Ghramm froze looking on. "That isn't. I mean that's not possible."

Buffy yelled at the two of them "GET MOVING NOW. We take cover."

Xander shook his head. "No more taking cover. I said we finish this today and I mean it. " He looked at the weapons crates.

Buffy shook her head. "Xander you are bleeding. You need help." He pushed away from both of them and limped toward the crates.
Buffy just followed frustrated he was being so bullheaded. Ghramm looked at him. "What do you have in mind?"

Before he could answer an earth shaking boom echoed out from the left. The Terminator sailed back 30 yards as the shot connected straight on with his chest. The right arm of the machine was blown completely off. From the direction of the armory a steel tank rolled on to the field.

Xander looked on shocked. His eyes were wide as pancakes. "You have a tank?" Before he could respond the Terminator started picking himself up off the ground again.

Ghramm just shook his head. "What the hell does it take?"

The tank barreled down aiming right for the Terminator. Before the machine could respond the tank knocked him down once again and rolled over him. The crunch of metal on metal could be heard as the steel tank flattened and crunched it.

As the tank rolled off the machine Xander looked for any sign of movement. Broken and damaged the machine had lost both it's legs but still moved trying to pull itself up and away from the tank.

Xander shook his head. "I'm done with this. " Xander scanned the crates reading the serial numbers. When he found the one he wanted he picked it up.

Buffy looked at him. "What are you doing Xander?"

Xander just carried the crate to the field. "Ending this." Buffy followed close behind still worried. As he approached what was left of the Terminator the machine tried to crawl away. "Are you finally afraid?" The Terminator just tried to crawl ignoring Xander's words. Finally his arm failed him and he laid there like a stump. "I'm sure you don't feel fear." Angry he set the crate in front of the terminator. He pulled the lid off and Buffy gasped as she saw what was inside. There must have been at least a dozen hand grenades. Xander fished a single one out of the box.

Buffy looked at him. "Xander what are you doing?"

"Just get ready to run." She nodded and followed Xander's lead. The tank pulled back giving Xander the distance he would need. "Your terminated fucker." With that he pulled the pin on the grenade and jammed it in the machines mouth. With that he ran with everything he had taking cover behind the tank. As the grenade went off it blew the other ones that was in the case. For the umpteenth time that day the earth shook beneath them.

Ghramm ran to the tank. "Hey who the hell is in there? We owe you one."

Ghramm went to the latch trying to open it but stopped. "DON"T OPEN THAT."

Buffy knew the voice right away. "Angel?"

He opened the side slot so he could talk. "I doubled back to the motor pool and found this."

Buffy was a little shocked. "You know how to operate a tank."

Angel chuckled, "Hopefully it balances things out with the whole knowing how to sew thing."

Ghramm turned his attention to Xander. Xander was focused on the flames and fire. "So is it over?"

Xander turned to him "One way to find out." Xander made his way to the field and to the fire. Ghramm and Buffy followed close behind. As the smoke cleared Xander could see a single silver skull blown in to the ground. Ghramm reached in to his pocket putting on some gloves. "It's still hot."

Xander looked at the red eyes on the Terminator. The light behind them was fading quickly until it was completely gone. Buffy put her hand in Xander's "It's over."

Xander nodded. "For now." He than spun around looking at Ghramm. "Those men that were pinned down Briggs and the other soldiers they are going to need medic aid right away."

Buffy looked at Xander. "Xander you've been shot. They can take it from here."

Xander looked at Buffy. "I can wait. Let's make sure everyone is okay first."

Ghramm slapped the tank. "Get this back to the motor pool and take cover. You two should get back inside and avoid any more possible trou"

They ignored his orders running past him and started toward the bunker Briggs was in. In the back of Xander's mind he hoped they didn't wait to long to act. As they approached the medics and ambulances could be heard approaching in the distance. Buffy knew what Xander was feeling. She could read the look in his eyes.

"It's going to be okay."