"He wanted you to come with me..."
There's no fate except what we make for ourselves. Sarah's words to her son, spoken long ago. Kate remembered John telling her that. But he didn't believe it. And now neither did Kate. Once upon a time she thought she did, her destiny seemed secure. She had a career, a fiance, a plan for the future. But the future was not what she thought it was. And it was not as John said to her in the plane "the future is up to us." It never was. And now they stood in the center of a secured bunker in the middle of a mountain, listening to the cries of men who would not survive. Hand in hand, they stood, knowing that what the Terminator had said was true, they would survive this day to fight the future.
One year later....
John surveyed the weapon room as he did most every day. He had counted and sorted the weapons and ammo, stockpiling everything he could find, making ready for the day when they could leave the facility and find other humans who had survived Judgement Day. He only hoped he could find them. He knew the world was not as he once knew it. The machines would be in control. The sun would be hidden behind a nuclear winter haze. But one day the radiation would clear and humans could venture out and begin to take back the world. At least he hoped they could. That was his future, wasn't it? To be the leader of the human resistance, after all he had sent the Terminator back in time to ensure his survival long ago. John didn't like to think of the past too much. It was too confusing to put all the pieces together. All he knew was now. He was alive, he had survived Judgement Day. Together with Kate. He smiled when he thought of her. She was his world now. He loved her with a passion he didn't know he was capable of. He would die for her, kill for her. She had become the most important part of his world. His desire to leave the mountain and begin the resistance was strong but he knew he would never be able to do it without her by his side.
"What are you thinking about?" Kate said softly, coming up behind him.
John turned around and smiled at her. "You, actually." he said.
She laughed and waved her hands at the weapons surrounding them. "Sorting weapons makes you think of me?" she asked.
"Anything I do makes me think of you," John said, " don't you know that by now?"
Kate stepped closer and took his hand in hers. "If you mean do I know you love me, well, yeah, I do. You've shown me time after time."
"I'm glad of that," John said, "I know I don't say it very often, but I'm glad you're part of my destiny. A very important part, I don't think I'd want to try and do this without you."
"You won't have to, John" Kate said gently, "There's no place I'd rather be than here with you. We'll fight this together."
John pulled her into his arms and leaned in to kiss her. Kate welcomed his mouth on hers and returned the kiss, closing her eyes at the feel of his strong arms protectively around her. He made her feel strong, like she could fight anything. She didn't realize yet that she made him feel that way, too. He remembered the day the bombs fell, her hand stroking his back then taking his hand in hers. He knew at that moment that she was meant to be with him, to give him the strength to become the leader he was destined to be. And the wonder of it all was that she was becoming the wife she was meant to be. John couldn't believe that despite all the horror, the pain of Judgement Day, that the one amazing gift to come out of it all was finding her. For her part, Kate was amazed at the depth of her growing love for this man. At first she was so in shock over the events of that day, she had felt numb. But John had brought her back from the despair she felt, given her courage and hope. She remembered his words to her...
to be continued
There's no fate except what we make for ourselves. Sarah's words to her son, spoken long ago. Kate remembered John telling her that. But he didn't believe it. And now neither did Kate. Once upon a time she thought she did, her destiny seemed secure. She had a career, a fiance, a plan for the future. But the future was not what she thought it was. And it was not as John said to her in the plane "the future is up to us." It never was. And now they stood in the center of a secured bunker in the middle of a mountain, listening to the cries of men who would not survive. Hand in hand, they stood, knowing that what the Terminator had said was true, they would survive this day to fight the future.
One year later....
John surveyed the weapon room as he did most every day. He had counted and sorted the weapons and ammo, stockpiling everything he could find, making ready for the day when they could leave the facility and find other humans who had survived Judgement Day. He only hoped he could find them. He knew the world was not as he once knew it. The machines would be in control. The sun would be hidden behind a nuclear winter haze. But one day the radiation would clear and humans could venture out and begin to take back the world. At least he hoped they could. That was his future, wasn't it? To be the leader of the human resistance, after all he had sent the Terminator back in time to ensure his survival long ago. John didn't like to think of the past too much. It was too confusing to put all the pieces together. All he knew was now. He was alive, he had survived Judgement Day. Together with Kate. He smiled when he thought of her. She was his world now. He loved her with a passion he didn't know he was capable of. He would die for her, kill for her. She had become the most important part of his world. His desire to leave the mountain and begin the resistance was strong but he knew he would never be able to do it without her by his side.
"What are you thinking about?" Kate said softly, coming up behind him.
John turned around and smiled at her. "You, actually." he said.
She laughed and waved her hands at the weapons surrounding them. "Sorting weapons makes you think of me?" she asked.
"Anything I do makes me think of you," John said, " don't you know that by now?"
Kate stepped closer and took his hand in hers. "If you mean do I know you love me, well, yeah, I do. You've shown me time after time."
"I'm glad of that," John said, "I know I don't say it very often, but I'm glad you're part of my destiny. A very important part, I don't think I'd want to try and do this without you."
"You won't have to, John" Kate said gently, "There's no place I'd rather be than here with you. We'll fight this together."
John pulled her into his arms and leaned in to kiss her. Kate welcomed his mouth on hers and returned the kiss, closing her eyes at the feel of his strong arms protectively around her. He made her feel strong, like she could fight anything. She didn't realize yet that she made him feel that way, too. He remembered the day the bombs fell, her hand stroking his back then taking his hand in hers. He knew at that moment that she was meant to be with him, to give him the strength to become the leader he was destined to be. And the wonder of it all was that she was becoming the wife she was meant to be. John couldn't believe that despite all the horror, the pain of Judgement Day, that the one amazing gift to come out of it all was finding her. For her part, Kate was amazed at the depth of her growing love for this man. At first she was so in shock over the events of that day, she had felt numb. But John had brought her back from the despair she felt, given her courage and hope. She remembered his words to her...
to be continued