TERMINATOR :RISE

Pray For Answer

Part Two: Her Reason

'Thomas has been shot!'

John Connor

Allison breathes out in disbelief watching Jessica carrying the limp body of Thomas Haden in her arms. The tears rolled down from her eyes as she carefully placed his body down on the tarmac for the waiting Resistance Medics to render medical assistance to him. Thomas' own blue-eyes were open the life quickly fading from them, his face deathly pale, and his mouth slightly open.

"Get the hot packs!" One of the medics holler out ripping open the private's bloodied uniform shirt exposing the massive wound underneath.

"Thomas!" Allison calls out wanting to rush over to by his side, but Derek grabs at her. "Let me go!" She tearfully cries out struggling in his grip. Then before realizing it the feelings that she kept bottled up on the inside for all these years finally break through. "He needs me!"

"Let the them do their job," Derek softly tells her, watching as one of the medics unzip a backpack removing the portable defibulator, and turning on the life saving device.

Allison tears herself away from the soldier's arms her combat boots feeling like concrete weights slowing her down, running as fast as she can towards his body. She skids to her knees on the wet pavement yelling out in pain, tumbling to the cold concrete beside him. "Thomas!"

A medic tries to move her away, but Jessica intercepts the man tossing him aside like a rag doll.

Allison runs her hands through rain soaked hair unable to control the heavy emotions tearing painfully through her ribcage.

"Somebody do something!" She calls out watching one of the lead Medics place their hands on Thomas' chest performing CPR. "Please!" Allison tightly grips the sides of her head watching with uncertainty as the medic continues to force him to breathe.

Allison kneels down over by Thomas' body staring down with widened brown-eyes, long auburn hair falls over her shoulders, as the life finally fades from his own blue ones. Despite the efforts of the medic, death was quickly setting in.

No! Oh God…No! Please no! She fretfully thinks seeing his face go slack. THOMAS!

Time seems to slow to a thick liquid like stand still as the medic places his ear over Thomas' partly open mouth, the expression on his experienced face changing to horror at not feeling him breathing. Allison looks into the man's face his eyes confirming the worst. Her hands instantly go for Thomas' rapidly cooling ones seeing the silver pocket watch that was resting in the palm of his bloody right hand.

"Come on," Jessica softly tells the tearful Allison gently pulling her away from him. "We have to move and let the medics do what they can."

She allows the blonde haired Terminator to pull her away from Thomas' still body as John Connor followed by Kyle Reese dropping heavy medical packs. John drops down onto his knees taking hold of the fully charged paddles from the Medic.

"Clear!" Connor yells out placing the paddles against Thomas' chest.

Thomas' body vibrates from the electrical shock against the pavement. No response.

"Clear!" John calls out once more waiting for the paddles to charge. He tries again as Allison tearfully calls out Thomas' name. Still no response. His body trembles from the shock as Connor shakes his head, not believing this was happening. "Come on!" He places his head over Thomas' open mouth not feeling any air.

Nothing. Thomas Haden was dead.

He stands up in defeat sadly shaking his head at Jessica who held onto the badly trembling Allison who watched with disbelief. The female Terminator looked on with saddened blue-eyes as her human friend finally tears herself away falling down beside Thomas' body.

The tears fall from her brown-eyes and onto his deadened face, not caring if anyone had to hear what she said.

"Thomas," She begins her voice choking with heavy emotion. "I know you're in there…I know you're alive! Please…please…come back to me. Thomas! I need you." Allison leans closer raising her voice and painfully shouting as if trying to wake him from the sleep of death. "I love you!"

The tears stream down her face watching as his hand goes slack and the watch slides off his palm and clatters onto the wet pavement. She places her hands to his face staring into his empty blue-eyes sobbing out heavily not believing this was happening to her. After all these years of knowing each other, Allison Young never let Thomas Haden knew how she truly felt about him. She had kept those feelings bottled up on the inside afraid to let him know, even with Jessica in his life, she never wanted to drive a wedge between the two of them. Allison never wanted to endanger her friendship with Jessica or the growing bond that existed with Thomas.

She always believed that Thomas would wake up about Jessica and realize that she loved him, Allison never counted falling for him. Now it was too late for anything to ever happen. The man that she knew ever since growing up was gone. The man she loved for all these years was gone. She tearfully gazed into his dead blue-eyes painfully crying as John Connor knelt down beside her placing a comforting hand onto her shoulder.

"He's gone Allie," John painfully says not believing this was happening. "He's dead…"

The rest of the soldiers sadly gather around as Jessica allows the tears to stream down her face, soul crushing waves of sadness rushed through her systems at the sight of seeing the man she loved die twice. Once in her future taking the blast meant for her and now in the past wounded mortally by a sniper. She had failed…again…to change destiny. Why was there always a heavy price to pay to change the fate of the one she cared for?

"No!" Allison cries out causing Jessica to look up from the ground. "He's alive! He's still in there!" She yells out pushing away from John and placing her hands onto Thomas' chest desperately pushing to force him to start breathing once more.

"Shock him again!" She determinedly tells John. "Please!"

Connor sadly looks on seeing the determination to save Thomas in her brown-eyes, he reaches for the defibulator paddles. Kyle unzips one of the medical pack pulling out a hand held oxygen pump, placing the clear plastic mouth piece over Thomas' partly open mouth. He squeezes the rubber pump forcing oxygen into the dead man. Another medic reaches for a syringe injecting adrenaline into his veins. John rubs a clear gel over the charging pads handing them over to Allison.

"Clear!" Allison yells out placing the pads onto his chest. "Breathe Thomas!"

His body vibrates from the charge as John reaches out placing a finger onto his throat feeling for a pulse.

"Oh Christ!" She tearfully pleads out. "Come on! Breathe!"

"Charging," The stained voice of Kyle Reese calls out watching the status of the defibulator. Derek reaches into the medical pack pulling out fresh conductive gel, ripping open the packaging and slapping it onto the paddles.

"Clear!" she calls out hitting Thomas with the paddles again only to have his body tremble from the contact.

Derek reaches down feeling for a pulse, sadly shaking his head. "Nothing."

Kyle places the oxygen pump over Thomas' mouth forcing more air into his airway trying to force the lungs to breath on their own.

"Come on Thomas!" Allison cries out shocking him with the pads again only having the same results as before.

Kyle tries to use the oxygen pump on Thomas again, but looks up defeated.

"No pulse," He sadly says. "No pulse."

"This can't be happening," John sadly says shaking his head only to have Allison shove him away and try CPR on Thomas again.

"1, 2, 3, 4, breathe!" She softly says carefully doing the compressions. "1, 2, 3, 4, BREATHE!"

Kyle uses the oxygen pump again, forcing the air into his mouth while Allison tearfully pushes down onto Thomas' chest trying to get him to breathe again. His vacant blue-eyes stare into hers as she tries to bring him back from the brink of death. John runs a hand through his short brown hair feeling the tears beginning to well up in his eyes.

"Come on! Live! Please just live! Come on!" Allison cries out to Thomas desperately to save him. The tears roll down her tortured face still performing the CPR with no results.

Kyle finally gives up knowing that it was too late for Thomas looking up at Allison with pained eyes, his hand falls away from the pump reaching out for her's. Jessica runs a scan on Thomas' body knowing the results before they even flash on her HUD. Her whole world…her whole reason for existence was dead…her future was gone.

"He's gone…"

"It's over Allie," John carefully tells her. "We have to face it."

Kyle removes the pump from Thomas' mouth finally accepting the cold hard reality of the situation.

"I'm sorry. It's over," He says staring into her tortured face. "No pulse…"

Allison badly trembles from the revelation not wanting to believe it. The tears fall from her pained brown-eyes falling onto the body of Thomas as she shakes her head in denial. She looks down into his face seeing the emptiness of his once vibrant blue-eyes, the mouth partly open, and the deathly like paleness of his skin, Thomas looked like he was wearing a death mask. John reaches down carefully folding his hands together as everybody looks on watching sadly.

Jessica strolls forward placing her hand onto the crying Allison's shoulder in support allowing her own tears to fall, mourning the loss. This was not supposed to happen this way…Thomas was supposed to live not die like this. Why did destiny always have a heavy price to pay to change fate? This was unbearable for Allison to go through as well for Jessica. This was too cruel.

Kyle reaches forward placing a hand of support onto Allison's head as she bows her head not believing this was happening to her. Her body trembled from the exhaustion and sadness of trying to save Thomas.

"NO!" She yells out shrugging everybody off and placing her hands on his chest again. "He has a strong heart and wants to live!" Allison begins the CPR again, refusing to give up. "Come on Thomas! Come on baby!" She performs several more compresions then leans over breathing into his open mouth. Allison stops, checks for any flowing air and then goes back to breathing into his mouth. She repeats the process two more times, going back to doing the compressions.

Her rain soaked black jacket suddenly feels very heavy, she shrugs out of the heavy garment returning to the CPR pressing down harder determined to bring Thomas back to life as the tears fly from her eyes. Allison leans forward breathing into his mouth once more, checking for any flowing air and repeating the process.

"Zap him again!" Allison yells out at the confused John Connor. "Do it!"

"Charging," John says taking the paddles, waiting for the machine to fully charge.

"Do it!" She yells out watching as he shocks Thomas again.

"Come on baby! Come on!" She cries out seeing the vibration of his body. "Come on!"

"Nothing," John sadly says knowing it was already too late.

Allison shoves John away staring down into Thomas' deadened eyes as if he could see the determination in her tearful brown ones. She goes back to performing the CPR and breathing into his mouth with no effect.

"Breath baby," She pleads to him. "God dammit breathe!" Then Allison raises her voice shouting at him feeling fresh tears track through the dried ones. "God dammit! Thomas! You never back downed from anything in your life you stubburn son a bitch! Now fight!" Then she slapped him hard across the face.

"Breathe!" Then she slapped him again watching as his head lolled to the side. "Fight!"

"Fight!" Allison tearfully yells out again slapping Thomas once more. "Right now! Do it!" She places her hands onto his shoulders shaking him. "Fight God dammitt!" She raises her head in disbelief feeling her heart breaking into a thousand pieces. "Fight!" She yells out through clenched teeth digging her hands into the flesh of his shoulders. "Fight!"

"Fight!" She screams out her voice breaking painfully shaking Thomas roughly. "Fight!"

Allison screams out once more putting everything she had into one last painful scream determined to save his life. "Fight! Damn you!" She tightens her grip on his shoulders shaking him again like a rag doll unable to accepct the fact that he was dead.

Then the impossible happened as Thomas suddenly closed his eyes in pain and drew in a deep gulp of air. His eyes flutter open and look into Allison's tearful brown ones, seeing the joy that was beginning to chase away the stress. A smile spread across her face as she tells him to breathe.

"That's it," She softly tells him taking hold of his hand. "Breathe, Thomas. That's it you can do it."

Thomas closes his eyes leaning his head back continuing to draw in deep gulps of air.

"That's it Thomas," Allison happily tells him, stroking his clamy forehead. "Come back to us…" She reaches down gently shaking him as Thomas closes his eyes in pain. "Come back to me."

Thomas painfully coughs some blood opening his eyes again. Allison laughs out in relief as John smiles at the sight of seeing him alive, Kyle and Derek look on in amazement, the complete shock evident on their faces.

"You did it!" Allison joyfully calls out placing both of her hands on the sides of his face. "You came back."

TO BE CONTINUED...