The Man From the Dock doesn't give Sarah his name.
She asks him, once she stops shaking, piping up from the passenger seat of his truck. They're driving. She doesn't know where they're going, she realizes. Not towards town, where there are police stations and fire trucks and ambulances. But away from the… the thing at the lake, at least.
The Man doesn't look at Sarah.
"I am a model T-800 Terminator," he says. "I have no name."
It's a strange enough thing to say that it distracts her from her thoughts of fire and water, and what she can't quite comprehend having lost. It's too big. She feels like if she stops to look at it, she'll drown, as surely as if she'd stopped treading water in the lake.
"Well what did your parents call you?" she wonders.
"I have no parents. I am a machine, constructed in a facility that does not yet exist," he replies.
I have no parents.
Sarah stares at the road, and doesn't ask any more questions for a while. Until she suddenly feels very cold. Hazel eyes darting to the air condition, she notices its all the way on cold, causing her to shiver even more. Quickly she darts her hand towards the switch to turn it to hot, when the man's hand suddenly moves towards it as well. Cold, Sarah instantly moved her hand, at the man's cold touch, and watched silently as he turned the nob to the warm area.
Well he's certainly isn't a vampire, but why does he have to be so Damn cold. Sarah thought, as she pulled up the jacket the man had given her to stay warm, trying to look at anything but him. But she couldn't help but watch him curiously as he worked the wheel, glancing back at her every once in a while to see if she was ok.
Of course I'm not okay, what does he think this is? Some sort of cheap entertainment to watch a single seven-teen year old, now orphaned sit beside a complete stranger who happened to be a 'machine' sent to protect me? Sarah quizzled at the last thought. If he was a machine then how did he look so real?
Silently looking back at strange man again, she wonders if she should ask why he looked like man in his early twenties who had to be at least twenty-one, and why the liquid metal cop was after her anyways. But deciding against it, she bit her lip and looked away once more, peering at the sunlight peering out from behind the trees that blocked it's path. She could feel more tears run down her cheeks as she remembered she was an orphan now. She had no one. No family, just a machine who had been sent back to protect her from the year 2029.
Suddenly Sarah felt the man turn the truck off the side of the road. Before she could ask what was wrong, the man without warning, grabbed her by her arm and instantly lowered her to the floor, Sarah felt her knees hit the front of the seat painfully, and she glared at the man before her, who was peeking out of the window, as if something was about to happen, and indeed there was.
Sarah heard the alarm of a fire truck and a police man pass them, as they drove down north. They must be going to Big Bear? But it's too late my father Is already dead, and the Cabin is destroyed what more could they do? Sarah though miserably, as The man finally let her have her seat, as he let her go, heaving himself back onto the driver's seat, as Sarah took her place on the passenger side.
''We can not afford to be seen by the authority's,'' He simply replied, like If it was a fact, as he slowly peeled off of the side of the road and onto the main one, as Sarah shakily grabbed the seatbelt beside her, before clicking it in place. She then heard another click and looked at the man and gave him a raised brow, as he saw he had buckled himself in. Wait if he was a machine why did he need a fucking seat belt?
Ignoring her thoughts, Sarah placed her head beside the window hilt, and felt her eyelids become heavy, as she instantly fell asleep her arms and legs going limp, as her breathing became a steady pace again. The Man beside her noticed she had fallen asleep and tucked his jacket more firmly around her, making sure she didn't freeze to death. Quickly he looked back at the road and scanned the road, and saw there was a motel closest from here called, 'Big Mack's Inn' The man tilted his head a little at how stupid the name sounded, but shook his head, and continued on his way to the motel.
As soon as they arrived at the motel. The man made sure to destroy anything that was electronic of Sarah's, including the Phone on the wall, knowing the T-1000 could mimick any human voices, as well as him. And he could not have the authority's or the T-1000 after him or the girl at the moment. He stored her soaked purse in the closest drawer in the room and use it later for good use.
He wasn't even seen when he picked the trausmatized woman up, and he made sure of it. The motel was in the middle of the woods. No people nor Terminator would be around there for miles. He made sure he had Sarah completely and perfectly hidden away from any prying eyes. No one knew him or what he was, but they didn't know that he was hiding America's next victim.
After making sure everything was according to his mission. He picked up Sarah still asleep in his arms and carried her up to the room upstairs. And he made sure if anyone tried to look inside they would only think it was little girl's bedroom. Setting her down onto the bed, he grabbed the sheets from the floor, and covered her freezing form.
Curiously tilting his head. The man snuck a glance at her and noticed her dark blonde locks were covering her face. Without a word he moved back up to her head and tenderly brushed her locks away from her face. He knew from his mission that this Sarah Connor was different and he knew it as well even without the programming. He then forced himself to sit in the chair next to her and watch over her until she awoke from her slumber.
(The next Morning)
Sarah awoke to someone tapping her awake, and she opened her eyes to see the man from the dock, and she realized her nightmare wasn't a dream, it was real. And the proof was right in front of her very nose. Without any words, Sarah glared at him, as he just sat there watching her impassively, and that's when she noticed he wasn't wearing the shades he wore at the docks, no she finally noticed how blue his eyes were, and how they sparkled in the sunlight. She couldn't help but stare at the handsome man before her, but instantly she shook her head, and glared at him once more.
''You probably have a lot of questions, starting with why you are here, and what this is all about?'' The Man replied, as if reading her thoughts. Sarah was wondering why he had saved when all she wanted for him to do was leave her to die.
Without warning the Man got up and left the room and Sarah moved her gaze to the ceiling. Her head tilted back against the wall as she clenched her eyes shut. The Man returned a moment later with a glass of water in his hand. He held it up for her to take a drink out of the straw, but Sarah just looked at it cautiously. Seeing her hesitation the Man took a sip of the water, much to Sarah's shock.
''It's not poisoned,'' The man replied, as he gave her a look. Sarah raised a brow, but took a sip from the straw, letting the man hold it up for her, after taking another last sip, she leaned back and licked her lips.
''Thank you.'' Sarah replied, still refusing to meet his intense gaze, that would instantly meet hers. She heard the sound of the glass of water being set down, as the Man turned his full attention to the young woman in front of him.
''Are you scared of me, Sarah Connor?'' The man asked, his head tilted the side, patiently waiting for her answer. Slowly Sarah lifted her gaze to his curious ones, and felt tears sting in her eyes once more. He was just a reminder of how she lost her parents him and the bloody T-1000.
''I should be, but I'm not. I guess I'm not afraid to die,'' Sarah replied truthfully, causing The man to tilt his head, he already told her he wasn't going to kill her but here she was wanting him too, and he couldn't help but feel weird about it.
The Man nodded. ''Many, many humans have sat where you are right now. But in a way different situation. Before I was reprogrammed, they begged for their lives. They were scared to die.'' Slowly, the Man pulled out his 9mm handgun, and placed it on Sarah's head, not going to harm her but show her what could have happened to her if he hadn't arrived In time, to teach her a lesson about life. Sarah looked up at him, but did not flinch away. ''Are you scared of me now?''
Sarah shook her head. ''No, I want you to kill me. Show me how easy it is to pull the trigger and do something I am to scared to do myself.'' She begged, tears freely falling from her eyes. The man lowered the gun and put it back in his jacket. Sarah gave him a look and glared at him weakly.
''I am not going to kill you, Sarah Connor.'' The man whispered, not wanting to say it louder just in case someone was listening. Even though no one was even there. But Sarah shook her head, and more tears began to fall.
''But I want you too,'' She pleaded, looking straight into his eyes, that bore her very own. ''Both my parents are dead now. now I'm nothing but an Orphan. Who grew up never knowing what love felt like. Any man I met only wanted to sleep with me. I never had any real friends, just Ginger. But now the T-1000 has probably killed her as well.''
Without warning. The man stood up and left the room. Shutting the door, to let Sarah have time to adjust to this new life style. He was programmed to protect her, to be her supporter, her companion. But his systems were going crazy at how she had reacted to him pulling a gun on her head. She had wanted him to do it. To pull the trigger, to show her how easy it was to pull it. But because of past experience The man knew he would have done it. But if it had been Sarah who begged him to. While the other humans he had encountered begged to go home with their lives. He wouldn't have killed her.