AN: This fic will always hold a special place in my heart. It was my first attempt at a multi-chapter fic, and it also really helped me develop my writing. I regret that I hadn't developed my writing well enough to better this fic. I would have liked to have developed Kate's character a lot more as well as her relationship with John. I'd also have liked to expand on O'Brien's part in this story. Originally, Kate was supposed to leave with O'Brien in chapter seven. Skynet was supposed to intercept her and use her as a hostage before killing her. I was binge watching The Walking Dead at the time of writing this, and I saw that the plot thread was too similar to Beth Greene's pointless death (kidnapped only to die before reuniting with her love interest). So, I figured I'd give Kate a better send off where she would at least spend the last moments of her life around someone that cared for her. Unfortunately, it cut down O'Brien's role in this fic, but I'm content with the change.
Anyways, despite the flaws in this, I really like what I've done with the sequel fic. I feel like this was a good starting point, and I'm glad this small little fic evolved into an even better fic. So, if you liked this, I'm sure you'll like the sequel a lot more. Thank you for reading.
Epilogue
He's sitting in the car with his dad. He's nine years old, and he's trying to wrap his mind around what had just occurred. He fears that he will never see his mom again. He doesn't know why they took her away, and all he wants is for his family to return to normal.
"Why did they take her, dad?" John asks.
"They're assholes. They don't understand," his dad says.
"Is mom crazy?" he asks.
"No. She's not, John. Don't you even think to believe them. Please, I know everything we've told you sounds crazy, but it's not. You are important, John."
He's not sure if he believes his dad one hundred percent, but he doesn't want to believe the alternative. No, his mom isn't crazy, and he rejects this idea without any second thoughts.
"Will they let me at least see her?" John asks.
"No," his father says with bitterness in his tone. "We will get her out of there. I just need time."
John takes a spoonful of his ice cream. His knows dad is trying his hardest to soften the blow, but the ice cream just isn't helping anything. He looks over to his father. His father slams his fist on the dashboard.
"God damn, Silberman," he spits. "I'll get you out of there, Sarah. No matter what it takes."