Okay, now I officially promise to update every other day! So the next chapter will come on Thursday.

Well, thanks to ellen9090, tanama30 and Cellen8for the reviews!! I really appreciate them, because I think that most of the people have lost their interest in my stories...

However, I hope the ones who read it enjoy this chapter. Now comes the meeting between Derek and the others which causes John to put his foot down.

The leader of mankind shows his face

"I told you she won't be able to protect John!"

"No, you told me that she would kill him!"

"Where's the difference for God's sake!? She's a danger for him!"

"Just because of her, he's still alive!"

"So he just got almost killed! Great, Sarah!"

"Yes, that's indeed great, Derek!"

One and a half weeks had passed since John had been injured by the T-888. His wound was nearly healed, only hurting a bit, why the doctors had given him the green light to go home. He had been more then pleased as he had heard that information.

Right now Sarah Connor stood in the hallway of her house, arguing with Derek, who had 'welcomed' them. She had ordered John and Cameron to go upstairs. It had been clear to her, which direction this upcoming conversation would pursue. At first he had stated that Martin Bedell had told him where to find his nephew and that he had known it hadn't been an accident, but that the robot had had something to do with it. Countless times Sarah had tried to explain to him that it had not been Cam's fault. He wouldn't listen. Everytime it ended the same way. What an idiot, she thought everytime.

"Why the hell do you come now?" Sarah wanted to know. "You knew that John was injured. You didn't bother to visit him, though."

Derek's davoured face was red with anger. "I couldn't! A damn terminator tailed me on every step I made. Guess who! Cromartie! I recognized it as I was on my way to John."

"And you dare to come here!?" Shock and fear was written all over Sarah's face. "What if..."

"I got rid of him!" He interrupted her. "I'd never jeopardize John! I'm not her!"

"Never would I jeopardize John, Reese!" An annoyed voice was heard, coming from the stairs. "You however did. Cromartie is perfectly able to lead you to believe that he had lost your tracks. Yet, he still could follow you. Are you really that dumb?"

The resistance fighter shot daggers at cameron. Enough. Derek reached for his gun, pointing the barrel at the girl. Sarah, reminded of her nightmare a while ago, immediately stepped forward, in front of him, causing the gun to touch her chest. Her voice was dangerously calm. "Don't you dare."

Cameron felt a sting inside her as she saw the weapon that was a threat for Sarah's life, how her programmes told her. Calculating the whole situation in a fraction of a second, she decided to intervene. Without hesitating, the terminator walked quickly up to Derek and Sarah, her eyes taxed on the man. She was held back by Sarah. "Stop."

"But he..."

"I'll handle it, Cam."

"So now you're calling her 'Cam'?" He sneered. "How nasty. You're a robot-lover."

Sarah smiled as if she'd enjoy his disgust. She wanted to bring it to the boil. "Of course I am, Derek. You know, Cameron and I often laugh with each other. She has a great sense of humour. Moreover, it's really nice when she comes into my room when I'm lying on my bed, lost in thoughts, and she lies next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist."

"I should shoot you. Right here. Right now." He hissed through clenched teeth. "Then I'll make a man out of John."

"Do it." She provoked. "What you're waiting for?"

The terminator who stood beside Sarah gave her a nervous side glance. "Sarah...?"

"Don't worry." The woman assured her. "He's bluffing."

"I wouldn't count on that."

"Listen to the robot, Sarah."

"I'm waiting."

"I warn you, Reese."

"Shut it, tin can!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU!" John was coming down the stairs. He had heard most of the conversation and now he felt to put his foot down. "What's wrong with you that you're fighting against each other!? We're all on the same side and we're all sitting in the same boat. Yet, you have nothing better to do than to war with one another because of the stupidest reasons I've ever known. Nobody orders you, Derek, to like or trust Cameron, but if I sent her back you should be able to trust me and my judgement. We have to act in concert. Don't you get that? Otherwise the world will be destroyed!"

All three, Sarah, Cameron and Derek, stared at him. They all were gobsmacked. Meanwhile, John had placed himself next to them.

Only now they could imagine that this sixteen-year old 'boy' would become the leader of mankind someday. Reese had thought that Sarah's education was too soft and that he grew too fond of the machine. That he grew fond of her in general was a disgrace. Even Cameron had thought that he was too bland to become the savior of the world. And Sarah just wouldn't want to think of her son as a hard grown up man who had seen the apocalypse.

"He's right." Cameron commented. "While we're arguing in here, the world is slowly falling apart outside."

Grumbling, Derek put the weapon down. "Fine then. Let's work together, but should she show the smallest glitch I won't hesitate to shoot. Did I make myself clear?"

"Perfectly clear." John answered, unknown bitterness in his voice. "And if you should point a gun at my mother and threat her ever again, I won't hesitate either."