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Catharine kept looking for signs that the resistance was present. Other then a few mines and some barbed wire fences, there was no protection in this sector. It made her feel…nervous. Something was wrong.

"Is this part always so illy protected?" Her Scottish accent breaking the silence.

Britney shook her head. The TechCom soldier seemed just as nervous about the situation as the terminator. "Normally, t-this area is h-heavily mined. T-there should be traps e-everywhere to keep Metal out. T-the path we are on s-should be the only s-save one. It almost l-looks like someone h-has been removing our e-equipment. It m-must have t-taken months. Oh, d-damn…the M-medal must h-have someone inside t-the Resistance. I-it is the only t-thing that explains this."

"Then we must hurry. If John Henry is here, we can't let him be captured by Skynet. It would mean the end of all of us." Catharine began walking at a faster pace, leaving her guide in her wake.

"W-wait up!"

Catharine stopped and turned. Her companion was jogging to make up the ground. Catherine's CPU noticed the mistake seconds before the blast happened. Britney stepped outside the safety of the path and her foot came down on a mine. The ground shook slightly at the explosion. Britney's body was thrown into the air and rolled within inches of another mine. Once the dust had settled, Catharine moved to the human's side. Britney was gasping for air as she held her bleeding stump where her leg once resided.

"P-please, h-help me! P-please, I d-don't want to d-die!" The woman begged as the color drained from her face.

"You're bleeding out."

"P-please, I'm n-not ready to d-die."

The CPU calculated that Britney's chances of survival were less than twenty percent. Every few seconds, that percentage was dropping. It didn't make sense to help. Termination was the only logical option. Yet…something inside the T-1001 felt pity for the woman. Despite her better judgment, Catharine ripped some of Brittany's jacket into a strip of cloth and tied it around the stump. The blood flow lessened. Without much effort, Catharine picked her up and began walking down the trail.

"They w-will have h-heard the explosion. T-they will b-be coming." Britney mumbled as she shivered in Catharine's arms.

"Then all you have to do is hold on. Help is coming."

"I l-lied to you e-earlier. I'm a d-deserter. I w-was scared and s-so I r-ran away from m-my post."

"Why are you telling me this?" Catharine looked down in confusion.

"Y-you are m-my friend." She gasped slightly and her shivering was becoming more violent. "I d-don't want to d-die with y-you having a f-false image of m-me."

"You're not going to die." She knew it was almost certainly a lie. Britney had lost a lot of blood. "Besides, lying is nothing to be ashamed of. We all do it from time to time."

"I d-don't like d-doing it to a f-friend."

"And what makes us friends?"

"M-most everyone h-hates me. I c-complain a lot. You are t-the first to p-put up with me. D-doesn't that make us f-friends?"

Catharine said nothing. She hadn't many friends in life. Savannah had been her daughter. The little girl had become a huge part of the terminator's life when she went to the past. Mr. Ellison had also been a loyal employee. He was probably the closest thing to a friend she had…until now.

"I've been lying to you this whole time." Catharine watched as the dying girl gave a confused look of her own. "I am not part of the Resistance, at least no' TechCom. I am part of another group who wished to destroy Skynet. I'm not who you think I am."

Ahead, the sounds of a car could be heard. The vehicle quickly pulled up besides the two women and began asking questions. Who they were? What happened? Did they see any Medal?

Catharine only response was, "She needs medical attention right away. I have to see whoever is in command of this base, the enemy might be closer than you think."