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There's always a 'but'
Near the Presidio Militar Prep School was a hospital, what had saved John Connor's life.
After he passed out, Martin, who ran to him and Cameron to help, called an ambulance, telling them that an accident had happened on the rifle field. In the meantime the terminator did her best to stop, or at least to reduce the bleeding. She failed miserably, and it didn't take much time, until she was covered in her friend and charge's blood.
Cameron tried to remain calm. She was wise to the fact that it wouldn't help at all, if she became hysterical. Yet, she couldn't remain calm, because she didn't react her feelings blocker. John, the person she had to protect, the person, who had become her closest friend, her brother, was lying on the ground, slowly dying. How could she have chosen not to care?
Suddenly her cellphone vibrated in her pocket. It was Sarah for sure. Nobody else than she and John had the terminator's number. It would have been too dangerous, if anyone other would have had her number. All the boys, who had asked her about it, for example.
Panic. Stress. Fear. Slowly but surely, Cameron comprehended what these words meant. And it sucked. Obviously, humans were more hard-wearing than she had expected, living with such things every day, until death. The terminator just felt for a short time now, but was already fed up with it.
She couldn't answer the phone, although, she knew that Sarah would be worried. It didn't matter anyway. John was badly injured, and Sarah would desmantle her for that. Hell, Cameron would have dismantled herself, would she've been able to do so.
After five minutes, and thirty-eight seconds, in which Sarah had tried to call another time, the ambulance arrived. The medics stabilized John, before driving him to the hospital. Cam, who told them that she was his sister, wanted to go with John, but the small part in her complex chip brain, responsible for her mission, forbid her to. She had to get rid of the deactivated terminator first. The one she had ordered Bedell to hide in the wood, and to keep silent about, before the ambulance came. Thank god, there were no stupid bystanders. It was Sunday, and most of the cadets were at home, or at least in the city.
"Martin, you go." Cameron told Bedell. "I've to do something. I'll be right there."
"Okay." The boy was still too perplexed to act normal. He had dozens of question, but he knew, they had to wait. So he climbed into the ambulance coach, and the they rushed to hospital.
She completely destroyed the terminator, making sure that he would never return. Then she speeded into the hospital on foot. In situations like that one, it was good not to need to breathe. Sarah called, and Cameron didn't answer. She couldn't, because either she had to lie to the mother of all destiny, or she had to tell her truth. Neither was possible, at least not at the moment.
When she arrived, Martin told her that John was in surgery, but would be alright. He asked her about what exactly had happened on the field, about the man. Cameron didn't know better than to tell him some stupid lie, which he didn't believe a second. But Cameron didn't wish to talk to him any longer. She told him to go and adviced him to better keep his mouth shut. After all, nobody would believe him.
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Half an hour. For half and hour John had been in surgery. No end was in sight.
Cameron counted the seconds, and the movements in her pocket, caused by her cellphone. The terminator was scared to answer. Yet, she knew that she couldn't keep Sarah in the dark. It would have been cruel. So she picked up, finally. "Hello, you're bored...?"
"Cameron!" Sarah yelled practically in the phone, a bit relieved as she heard their code word. "Thank god! I tried to call you several times! What happened? How's John?"
The terminator had no idea what to say. "Please, don't get upset now."
"Why?"
Silence on the other end of the line.
"Cameron!" The raven-haired demaned. "Why?"
"The T-888 showed up, and I destroyed him. Martin Bedell is perfectly fine."
Sarah swallowed hard. "There's a 'but' coming, right?"
"But John has been wounded. A bullet hit his shoulder." Immediately Cameron proceeded. "He'll survive it! It's not that bad! Don't get upset, please! John's going to be okay!"
Strangely calm, Sarah intercepted her. "Cameron, stop it!"
The girl did. She was silent, waiting for a spate of insults and threats.
"You said that John is going to be okay?"
"Yes."
"Absolutely sure?"
"Yes."
Sarah sighed with relief. "Good. Where are you at the moment?"
"In the hospital, near Presidio Alto." Cameron informed her. "Just a few minutes away."
"I'm on my way. And then you'll tell me exactly what happened."
"Sarah..." Cameron wanted to say, but the line was already dead.
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"Don't worry, Miss." A Doctor told Cameron, who looked...pale. "He lost a lot of blood, but he'll be fine. He was lucky, though. The bullet just missed an essential nerve in his left shoulder. Mister Baum could have had one arm by now."
"Thank you, Doc." The girl simply answered. "May I see him?"
"Yes, but he's still unconscious."
She nodded, and didn't hesitate, but walked straight into his room. Something inside her twisted, as Cameron walked through the door, where she stood still, and saw John. His eyes were closed, lying in a bed. His left shoulder was bandaged thickly, and he was on an IV. How could she have let this happen? She was supposed to protect him.
All of a sudden, the door bumped into Cameron's back. The girl didn't move a bit. Instead, the door had a dent.
The terminator turned around. Sarah stumbled into the room. "John!"
Sarah didn't look at Cameron. She went straight to her son, taking his hand, and fondling his hair. Pure mother love, and tenderness laid in her eyes.
Cameron licked her lips. "Sarah..."
"Do me a favor, and go home." The woman ordered her, because Cameron knew, it wasn't a plea. "Take Marty back to his parents. Make sure that nobody sees you."
"Alright." The terminator turned around, and was about to leave. "Sarah..."
"Now go, Cameron."