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Chapter 5
While trying to decide what card to lay down next, she glanced over the hand she had been dealt to look at John. The furrow of his brows let her know that he was frustrated about something but she didn't know what it could be.
K-John?
J-What?
K-It's your turn.
J-Oh, sorry.
He placed a card down on the table and she picked up her book adding it to the pile next to her. He took a large swig of his cold coffee and slammed the cup on the counter.
K-Look if you don't want to play anymore we can stop. We've been at this for a couple hours already.
J-Did I say I wanted to stop?
K-What's wrong with you?
J-It's none of you're business.
He tossed his hand of cards down on the table and poured himself a fresh cup of coffee. Taken back by the harsh tone of his voice, she grabbed the small pile of cards and placed them back in their box. It was quite obvious that something had him upset and she hoped it wasn't her for some reason.
K-Do you want to talk about it?
J-No Kate, I don't want to talk about it. Just let it be.
He quickly walked past her to the pantry to grab a box of crackers to snack on and sat down in the office looking over the artillery. Not liking the way he dismissed her, she followed him and stopped short in the doorway.
K- If I did something to make you mad than I'm sorry, but that doesn't give you the right to sit here and treat me like shit!
J-What the hell are you talking about? I don't remember saying that I'm pissed off at you.!
K-Than why are you acting this way?
J-I'm tired. I'm bored senseless and I feel like a caged animal. We've been down here for days already and it's driving me nuts. Having you sit here questioning my every thought and move is not making it any easier!
K- Grow up John. If you think sitting in a cave underground is the way that I want to finish my day, than you're wrong. We don't have a choice. We're stuck here and need to make the most of it. I didn't ask to be your second in command. Do you honestly think I wanted the job?
J-Well if you didn't have the job, you'd probably be dead right now.
K-Maybe it would have been for the better.
The shock on his face made her stomach tie in a knot. Hearing those words come out of her sweet mouth had been like a slap in the face to him. Was the idea of spending her life with him so horrible that she would have been happier had she not survived? Not knowing what else to say, she stormed out of the room back towards the bedroom and leaned her back against the headboard. She wanted to scream aloud and needed another person to vent to. She reached for the notebook and pen that was sitting on the small table next to her and began to write down everything that had happened since the start of all. She wrote about the horror she had witnessed firsthand by the model T-X and how her father and so many others were killed right before her eyes. She wrote about the dedication of a cyborg sent to protect the two of them. He was their own personal bodyguard that terminated himself in order to save them. As the words continued to flow and her penmanship filled the pages, tears spilled from her eyes. She wrote about everything from the accommodations of the base to the bickering that started between John and herself. As the pages in the book continued to fill, she could feel the tension slowly slipping away.
After she had written about everything that she could think of, she decided that she would continue to keep a journal of all that was going to happen. Maybe one day it would be a cherished possession if she ever had kids. If not it would be a part of history and remembrance of the way life was before and after the war started. History had always been one of her favorite subjects in school and knowing that she was destined to be an important part of it made her feel better. While looking at the notebook in her hands it made her remember "The diary of Anne Frank." Over the years she had read the story of the little girl many times and could never even begin to imagine what it was like to have your friends, family, and people hunted, tortured, and killed for no apparent reason. In a sickening way, their stories were similar. Only this time it wasn't a madman causing the pain and destruction. It was machines and technology. Our own creations turning against us in a world where it seemed impossible to fathom. She closed the cover of the notebook and placed it on top of the nightstand.
Just as she leaned back against the pillows, she saw John standing in the doorway. She wasn't sure if she really felt like talking to him, but with the sad puppy dog eyes he was giving her, she couldn't turn him away. He stood there for a moment coming his fingers through the back of his hair not knowing what to say. The silence in the room was unbearable and he almost felt he should leave. Finally he took a step in the room and sat down on the edge of the bed.
J-Did you really mean what you said back there?
K-About?
J-You said that it might have been better if you had died.
K-I don't know.
J-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.
K-I guess I just don't know how I fit into everything. I know I've been told what my future roles are, but actually doing those things, it's just not how I had my life planned. A small part of me says to let someone else do it, but then I think about how crazy those thoughts are. To be the second in command and to try to save mankind, I feel like it's an honor and I've been told that it's bestowed upon me. No matter how I had my life planned out, it's got a much greater purpose now. Hearing and seeing the blood and the destruction are two very different things. When we do get out of here, we have no idea what it's really going to be like up there. I just hope I can do it.
J-You can do it, you will do it and you'll be perfect.
A small smile came to her lips at his confidence in her. He held her hand in his and then pulled her close a moment later. She sighed as the warmth of his body enveloped her within a tight embrace.
J-You were right, I have to start looking at this different. A lot of people are counting on me and I can't just fall apart or get upset over nothing.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck. He knew the way that he had treated her earlier was wrong and that she didn't deserve the lashing he gave her. She pulled back slightly and patted the spot next to her on the bed.
He lay down beside her and relaxed into the comfort of the bed. He couldn't even remember the last time he had slept in one. She rested her head against his shoulder as his one arm held her close.
K-John, how long do you think we'll be down here before we can look for survivors?
J-I'm not sure. We'll have to wait for the radiation to clear up some. I guess one day will just know.
His hand caressed her shoulder and she snuggled closer to him. A few moments later he looked down at her and couldn't help but smile. She looked so small and fragile in his arms as she slept. Kate had been right, it was time for him to grow up and stop his self-pity. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead then rested his chin on the crown of her head as he also closed his eyes for the night.
Several hours later a tickle at his nose woke him from his quiet slumber. He groggily opened his eyes and discovered that the culprit was a small lock of auburn hair. He closed his eyes again and wrapped his arm tighter around Kate hoping to get another hour or two of sleep. A moment later though, he felt her stirring about and knew she was waking up. He couldn't help but be disappointed knowing that the warmth of her body on his would be over within a few moments. Kate slowly opened her eyes and found that she was still lying in John's arms. She couldn't help but smile as she saw her arm stretched across his chest and that the soft pillow beneath her head was actually his shoulder. She was surprised at how natural it felt for him to hold her. The terminator had been right all along, her future was with John and together they could make it work. She could tell by the way that he was breathing that he was awake and it seemed pretty obvious that he wasn't ready to get up either. She glanced up at him and was greeted by a pair of ocean blue eyes.
J-Good mornin'
K-Hi.
J-Did you sleep well?
K-I slept like a baby. I hope I didn't keep you up since I used you for my pillow most of the night.
She tried to hide the embarrassment on her face but failed to keep the blush from coloring her cheeks a nice shade of rose. John gave her a toothy grin and trailed his hand down her shoulder.
J-Not at all, I'm used to wrapping my arm around a pillow when I sleep anyways.
K-Liar.
J-So it's not exactly the truth, but I was very comfortable.
This time it was John who started to blush furiously as he slowly leaned up in the bed. He glanced away and spotted the notebook on the table. Curious as to what it is, he started to reach for it but she grabbed his hand.
J-Is it private?
K-I don't know yet.
J-Are you writing about everything that has happened so far?
K-I figured one day someone might want to know what really happened.
J-Well I'm sure one day our kids, I mean someone's kids might want to read about it.
Again she started to laugh at how he always stuck his foot in his mouth. He chided himself for always speaking without thinking first.
J-Not that we're going to have kids, unless one day you want kids, ok you can tell me to shut up now.
K-I think you're so cute when you stick your foot in your mouth.
The tormented smile on his face disappeared as her words registered within his head causing him to wiggle his eyebrows at her.
J-You think I'm cute?
K-Only when you start fumbling over your words. I'll think I'll go start breakfast now.
She quickly got up from the bed to start a pot of coffee. John continued to sit there with a dumbfounded look on his face that quickly turned into a big smile.
J-She thinks I'm cute.
To be continued!!!! Please review!!!!!
Chapter 5
While trying to decide what card to lay down next, she glanced over the hand she had been dealt to look at John. The furrow of his brows let her know that he was frustrated about something but she didn't know what it could be.
K-John?
J-What?
K-It's your turn.
J-Oh, sorry.
He placed a card down on the table and she picked up her book adding it to the pile next to her. He took a large swig of his cold coffee and slammed the cup on the counter.
K-Look if you don't want to play anymore we can stop. We've been at this for a couple hours already.
J-Did I say I wanted to stop?
K-What's wrong with you?
J-It's none of you're business.
He tossed his hand of cards down on the table and poured himself a fresh cup of coffee. Taken back by the harsh tone of his voice, she grabbed the small pile of cards and placed them back in their box. It was quite obvious that something had him upset and she hoped it wasn't her for some reason.
K-Do you want to talk about it?
J-No Kate, I don't want to talk about it. Just let it be.
He quickly walked past her to the pantry to grab a box of crackers to snack on and sat down in the office looking over the artillery. Not liking the way he dismissed her, she followed him and stopped short in the doorway.
K- If I did something to make you mad than I'm sorry, but that doesn't give you the right to sit here and treat me like shit!
J-What the hell are you talking about? I don't remember saying that I'm pissed off at you.!
K-Than why are you acting this way?
J-I'm tired. I'm bored senseless and I feel like a caged animal. We've been down here for days already and it's driving me nuts. Having you sit here questioning my every thought and move is not making it any easier!
K- Grow up John. If you think sitting in a cave underground is the way that I want to finish my day, than you're wrong. We don't have a choice. We're stuck here and need to make the most of it. I didn't ask to be your second in command. Do you honestly think I wanted the job?
J-Well if you didn't have the job, you'd probably be dead right now.
K-Maybe it would have been for the better.
The shock on his face made her stomach tie in a knot. Hearing those words come out of her sweet mouth had been like a slap in the face to him. Was the idea of spending her life with him so horrible that she would have been happier had she not survived? Not knowing what else to say, she stormed out of the room back towards the bedroom and leaned her back against the headboard. She wanted to scream aloud and needed another person to vent to. She reached for the notebook and pen that was sitting on the small table next to her and began to write down everything that had happened since the start of all. She wrote about the horror she had witnessed firsthand by the model T-X and how her father and so many others were killed right before her eyes. She wrote about the dedication of a cyborg sent to protect the two of them. He was their own personal bodyguard that terminated himself in order to save them. As the words continued to flow and her penmanship filled the pages, tears spilled from her eyes. She wrote about everything from the accommodations of the base to the bickering that started between John and herself. As the pages in the book continued to fill, she could feel the tension slowly slipping away.
After she had written about everything that she could think of, she decided that she would continue to keep a journal of all that was going to happen. Maybe one day it would be a cherished possession if she ever had kids. If not it would be a part of history and remembrance of the way life was before and after the war started. History had always been one of her favorite subjects in school and knowing that she was destined to be an important part of it made her feel better. While looking at the notebook in her hands it made her remember "The diary of Anne Frank." Over the years she had read the story of the little girl many times and could never even begin to imagine what it was like to have your friends, family, and people hunted, tortured, and killed for no apparent reason. In a sickening way, their stories were similar. Only this time it wasn't a madman causing the pain and destruction. It was machines and technology. Our own creations turning against us in a world where it seemed impossible to fathom. She closed the cover of the notebook and placed it on top of the nightstand.
Just as she leaned back against the pillows, she saw John standing in the doorway. She wasn't sure if she really felt like talking to him, but with the sad puppy dog eyes he was giving her, she couldn't turn him away. He stood there for a moment coming his fingers through the back of his hair not knowing what to say. The silence in the room was unbearable and he almost felt he should leave. Finally he took a step in the room and sat down on the edge of the bed.
J-Did you really mean what you said back there?
K-About?
J-You said that it might have been better if you had died.
K-I don't know.
J-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.
K-I guess I just don't know how I fit into everything. I know I've been told what my future roles are, but actually doing those things, it's just not how I had my life planned. A small part of me says to let someone else do it, but then I think about how crazy those thoughts are. To be the second in command and to try to save mankind, I feel like it's an honor and I've been told that it's bestowed upon me. No matter how I had my life planned out, it's got a much greater purpose now. Hearing and seeing the blood and the destruction are two very different things. When we do get out of here, we have no idea what it's really going to be like up there. I just hope I can do it.
J-You can do it, you will do it and you'll be perfect.
A small smile came to her lips at his confidence in her. He held her hand in his and then pulled her close a moment later. She sighed as the warmth of his body enveloped her within a tight embrace.
J-You were right, I have to start looking at this different. A lot of people are counting on me and I can't just fall apart or get upset over nothing.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck. He knew the way that he had treated her earlier was wrong and that she didn't deserve the lashing he gave her. She pulled back slightly and patted the spot next to her on the bed.
He lay down beside her and relaxed into the comfort of the bed. He couldn't even remember the last time he had slept in one. She rested her head against his shoulder as his one arm held her close.
K-John, how long do you think we'll be down here before we can look for survivors?
J-I'm not sure. We'll have to wait for the radiation to clear up some. I guess one day will just know.
His hand caressed her shoulder and she snuggled closer to him. A few moments later he looked down at her and couldn't help but smile. She looked so small and fragile in his arms as she slept. Kate had been right, it was time for him to grow up and stop his self-pity. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead then rested his chin on the crown of her head as he also closed his eyes for the night.
Several hours later a tickle at his nose woke him from his quiet slumber. He groggily opened his eyes and discovered that the culprit was a small lock of auburn hair. He closed his eyes again and wrapped his arm tighter around Kate hoping to get another hour or two of sleep. A moment later though, he felt her stirring about and knew she was waking up. He couldn't help but be disappointed knowing that the warmth of her body on his would be over within a few moments. Kate slowly opened her eyes and found that she was still lying in John's arms. She couldn't help but smile as she saw her arm stretched across his chest and that the soft pillow beneath her head was actually his shoulder. She was surprised at how natural it felt for him to hold her. The terminator had been right all along, her future was with John and together they could make it work. She could tell by the way that he was breathing that he was awake and it seemed pretty obvious that he wasn't ready to get up either. She glanced up at him and was greeted by a pair of ocean blue eyes.
J-Good mornin'
K-Hi.
J-Did you sleep well?
K-I slept like a baby. I hope I didn't keep you up since I used you for my pillow most of the night.
She tried to hide the embarrassment on her face but failed to keep the blush from coloring her cheeks a nice shade of rose. John gave her a toothy grin and trailed his hand down her shoulder.
J-Not at all, I'm used to wrapping my arm around a pillow when I sleep anyways.
K-Liar.
J-So it's not exactly the truth, but I was very comfortable.
This time it was John who started to blush furiously as he slowly leaned up in the bed. He glanced away and spotted the notebook on the table. Curious as to what it is, he started to reach for it but she grabbed his hand.
J-Is it private?
K-I don't know yet.
J-Are you writing about everything that has happened so far?
K-I figured one day someone might want to know what really happened.
J-Well I'm sure one day our kids, I mean someone's kids might want to read about it.
Again she started to laugh at how he always stuck his foot in his mouth. He chided himself for always speaking without thinking first.
J-Not that we're going to have kids, unless one day you want kids, ok you can tell me to shut up now.
K-I think you're so cute when you stick your foot in your mouth.
The tormented smile on his face disappeared as her words registered within his head causing him to wiggle his eyebrows at her.
J-You think I'm cute?
K-Only when you start fumbling over your words. I'll think I'll go start breakfast now.
She quickly got up from the bed to start a pot of coffee. John continued to sit there with a dumbfounded look on his face that quickly turned into a big smile.
J-She thinks I'm cute.
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