Chapter 2: Onwards

It all happened so quickly that John wondered if it did happen but nothing else would explain this. The moment his men charged into battle, chaos was all around. He was quickly separate from his platoon, all but Sarah. He opened fire at the closest endo, taking it down.

John identified it to be an old model, probably a T-1. One of their thermite filled bullets to the head and it's down. Guess sitting in Crystal Peak filling bullets was not for nothing. Now they had enough thermite ammunition for his army; which was currently small. But he is John Connor, he'll make this work.

His heart was beating so fast, John could hear it loud in his ear despite the chaos. This is real…He thought. He's finally at war after all these years of running.

He ran to his most recent kill and knelt down quickly. John grabbed its gun and tugged but noticed that it was attached to the shoulder by a leather belt. He grunted, snapping it with a bullet.

"John!" Sarah shouted out. Instantly, John spun around. He saw a glimpse of metal before searing pain at his head. He was on the ground, his head ringing. John grimaced and tried to crawl. All his aching head took in was the musty smelling ground and the gunfire all around, most of all, the screams as his men were gunned down one by one.

He cursed, knowing this was his mistake. He had not prepared his soldiers for what was to come. Most of them froze in fear as they laid eyes on the terminators, bare from skin and only their metal endo skeleton gleaming. Shock was all it took to give the terminators opportunity to kill the humans. They were losing.

John cried out in a struggle to move, his head hurts.

"Connor," He felt a warm hand on his shoulder. It curled around under his arm and pulled him to his feet. John's head was spinning. He leaned heavily on his savior as he was dragged to safety behind some rubble. He was dropped to the floor and he heard panting, it sounded like a lady's but not Sarah's, "Connor?" She knelt down in front of him, slapping his cheek.

John winced. The blood caked half his face. He forced his eyes open and took in the woman in front of him.

She, like all others, wore fatigues. Her balaclava was pulled down to her neck, her face grim. She had green eyes, sharp nose. Her lips were parted as she breathed. John could see stray red hair peeking out from the cap she wore. She grinned as he got his bearings, "Katherine Brewster." She shook John's hand without his response and spun around abruptly at the noise.

"Thanks. Suppose you know who I am." John grunted as he pushed himself to his feet to peep over the rubble.

"Who else but John Connor would be so kind hearted as to check on a dead machine." She sang as she took a shot and downed another endo.

John was caught off guard. For a moment, he became wary if she knew he had machines on his side; not including Cameron but then he shoved that thought aside, "I wasn't. I wanted this." He raised the gun he took off the endo.

"So…grave robbing." She whistled, amused.

"Shut up." He failed to hide his smile.

"Yes sir!" She grinned in return before she composed herself, turning serious. John glanced at her, if he didn't knew better, he'd say she was flirting with him. They ran out into the fight, working as a pair, covering each other backs. It felt good to have someone covering you for a change; he wasn't alone, for now. John smiled as he heard Kate's cuss loudly; shooting a terminator that was almost upon one of the poor soldiers.


A breath hitched in Cameron's throat, "No." She stated firmly, "John is important. He's all that's important." She glowered at Weaver before turning to the fight. Weaver grabbed her arm and held her back, "Let me go!" Cameron struggled.

"No. I cannot comply." Weaver tightened her hold on Cameron, pulling her back.

"He needs my help." Cameron tried to pry Weaver's hand off her.

"You can help from here with your rifle." Weaver told her blankly. They engaged in an intense staring match. Cameron soon cried out in frustration, knowing every minute she stayed here, John was in more danger. She brought up her rifle and looked into the scope, starting to look for John.

She let out a hiss of silent anguish to find John sprawled on the ground with a t-1 hovering over him. Quickly, she hit the trigger and watched it fall behind John. Cameron was relieved as a soldier swooped over and picked John up from the ground, dragging her love behind cover and away from her line of sight.

Quietly, Cameron observed John closely. He was soon back in the middle of the fight, beside Sarah and another woman. Cameron pursed her lips, getting ready to shoot. The rest of the soldiers were restless. Finally, Cameron spun around, "Go down there. They need you all." She instructed them before resuming her position to snipe. The men hesitated before dashing down, "Why are you doing this to me?" Cameron asked Weaver, her tone helpless, still looking in the scope and gunning down endos.

"Because John Connor told me to." Weaver replied.

"And what I tell you doesn't matter anymore?" Cameron asked, pressing the trigger and watching a terminator fall at John's feet.

"It does when it make sense. I will not follow Mr Connor's orders if it is irrational." Weaver said, her tone monotonous.

"This is irrational and you know that."

"You would be more of a hassle than a help if you go down there." Weaver stated.

"And you?" Cameron countered.

"I need to protect you."

"From what?" Cameron scoffed before she jerked up, tensed. Weaver turned around to access the situation in the battle, "He needs me, now." Cameron snapped.

"No." Weaver said, "You are pregnant. Children are important after Judgment Day."

"Not as important as John Connor." Cameron shot back.

"No, but…" Weaver paused, her face betraying none of her thoughts.

Cameron frowned, "But what?" She probed, curiosity striking.

Weaver was silent and Cameron knew she was hiding things again.

"Is there anything you can tell me now?" Cameron growled, looking into the scope.

"Yes," Weaver continued after a dramatic pause, knowing this would make Cameron more attentive to what she was about to say and it worked, "You don't have much time."

Cameron scoffed, grimacing as John, so close to the sea of terminators that overwhelmed his forces, resorted to hit a terminator with his rifle; barely fazing it, just before Sarah shot it down for him, "Don't I know it. He needs me there now, and you are the only thing stopping me."

"That's not what I meant." Weaver stated, glancing down and seeing John perfectly with her vision.

Cameron pursed her lips, tears brimmed in her eyes, "I know." She breathed before lowering her rifle and standing up, "I'd never forget that." She turned to go into the battle and this time, Weaver didn't stop her, she followed. They trudged down the hill, hearing the gravel crunched under their boots.

"You would die for John Connor." Weaver looked at Cameron.

"Won't we all?" Cameron raised her eyebrows, regarding Weaver's blank mask.

"Not all of us will die for him the way you would." Weaver said, her eyes seemed to be scrutinizing Cameron. They were quiet, listening to the cries as the humans fell and the chaos. Then Cameron pulled her free arm back to pull out her pistol.

"Here." She passed it to Weaver.

"I don't need it." Weaver turned to her, somehow, looking surprised.

"We need to remain inconspicuous. Pretend." Cameron retorted impatiently. Obviously uneasy with leaving John down there 'unprotected' for more than necessary.


John took a step back and felt Kate's back to his, "Down already?" He panted, teasing her.

"Not as you are sir." She scowled, firing at the closest terminator. John grinned despite himself and took a shot to cover Sarah.

"Listen, we're going in." John breathed out quickly, trying to reject all the smoke driving up his nostrils.

"I'm not in the platoon that is supposed to-"

"You're coming." John instructed swiftly before ducking down, pulling Kate down just as the terminators shot at them; the plasma singeing their hair.

"Yes sir." Kate grinned.

"Connor! It's open!" John heard Derek's voice crackling over the radio. He looked up to see his uncle just a distance away, looking out for attack.

"Round up some of the men!" John instructed, gesturing to Kate to follow. She nodded and covered John. Sarah instantly moved in with Derek.

"HK's on the way. According to our scouts." Derek shouted to John over the noise. John nodded.

"Radio Perry to see if he can send in some air support." John said, frowning. He didn't want the HK to be involved in this fight as Crystal Peak had the planes but they didn't have the fighter pilots. He'd made an announcement for volunteers but none had come up to him yet. Derek nodded and yanked out his radio.

Soon, John had a few men around him, shooting their way through to get into Serrano. They'd lost a lot of men and John didn't feel at all assured by that. Kate and Sarah covered John while he advanced. From his position, John could see that the machines were winning. He had to get in quick. John used his free hand and attempted to wipe the dried blood out of his face, they were getting on his nerves. He managed to rub it out of his eye.

"Connor, two ogres are guiding the entrance. Alpha would continue to pull the endos back and away from the base," Derek panted into the radio.

"Where the hell are the men with the damn javelin?" John growled, ducking to the ground as he struggled to talk into the radio over all the assault and noise.

"Dispatched over Platoon Alpha and Delta!" Sarah shouted to him, pulling the gun off a dead endo and handing it to a soldier who was disarmed.

"We can't progress without getting rid of those two. Get those men here now!" John ordered. Instantly, soldiers who had heard it, scattered across the battlefield while John, Kate and Sarah struggled to hold their position. They could see the tall structure of Serrano point looming over them from where they are.

"Damn it!" Kate swore and pulled out a fresh set of ammunition, "How many of these bastards do they have?"

John knew it was rhetorical but somehow, he found the need to reply to that as he crouched low behind cover, "Many more. Skynet would be manufacturing more as we kill these." Maybe being around Cameron was getting to him.

Kate's reply of another curse fell on deaf ears as John thought of Cameron. He wondered if she could see him now. She had obviously shot down some that got him from his back but for a while now, it'd stop. He wondered if she was fighting Weaver to get to him. He wondered if she felt torn to be away from him just as he felt to be away from her. He wondered if she was hurting herself by struggling with Weaver.

"Connor!" Kate's screams interrupted his thoughts. He automatically looked up, just in time to see the muzzle of the T-1 gun just in front of him. John gasped, attempting to raise his rifle but he knew there was no time for that. John dropped to the floor and hoped for the best. The gun went off and John could hear it but he didn't feel the searing pain of the bullet. He glanced up in time to see the T-1's body buckle and fell to the ground, limp. Its head was hanging pathetically by a wire.

Cameron stood behind the fallen T-1, tilting her head in an endearing manner for John. For a moment, John couldn't believe his eyes. He was just thinking about her when there she stood. He began to dismiss this as a hallucination when she crashed into him, her arms around his waist tightly. She felt real, solid and warm.

Tentatively, John wrapped his arms around her, burying his face into her hair and breathing in deeply. The fuzzy smell of explosions and smoke was gone, replaced by the familiar scent that Cameron always had on her wherever she was.

"You're welcome." Cameron said stoically but he knew she felt ecstatic, just as he was.

He held her at arms' length, ready to slap some sense into her head then shake her silly but thinking of doing this was one thing and looking at her while doing it was clearly another. John had to resist pulling her in again instead.

"You're stupid to come here you know that?" John mumbled, rubbing her arm gently.

"Mr Connor, this is not the best time." Weaver interrupted. John turned and of course, there Weaver stood, looking as unharmed as Cameron. In her right hand was a pistol which John could tell was a prop but not a very good one.

"You might want to pull the safety off your prop." John shouted over the noise. Cameron chuckled while Weaver, oblivious to the humor, pulled off the safety.

"Connor!" Kate ran over, clearly a little shocked to see two more stunning ladies there. John understood her surprise. Both Cameron and Weaver were unharmed, not even a graze or a tear of the fabric as far as she could see.

"I'm fine. I think I know how to get rid of the ogres." John told her, crouching down. He hid a glance at Weaver from Kate.

"How?" Kate frowned.

"You'll find out." John told her before running closer to Serrano Point with Cameron and Weaver flanking him. He caught Kate's unhappy look as she ended up at his far left. Weaver used her prop pretty well in the fight but if someone looked hard enough, they would see a silver sword transformed from her left hand, piercing the main power source of all the endos to kill them, rather than a well aimed shot from her pistol. Cameron used her rifle instead of going physical with the endos, which John could tell she was dying to.

"Cameron, what are you-" Sarah shouted but was cut off as she took down another endo.

Cameron shot Sarah a meaningful look which John didn't understand but he didn't have time for this.

"Connor," Derek's voice buzzed from the radio, "We got the javelin."

"It's alright Baum, Weaver's here." John replied. He could sense Derek's confusion but he decided to cut off the connection.

As they got closer to Serrano, more and more terminators flooded out from the main door, which was opened and as Derek had said, guarded by two ogres nearby.

"Weaver." John sidestepped to get closer to Weaver, muttering the cue. She nodded and lunged forward. However, then, John heard a loud rumbling behind him.

John didn't have time to duck for cover as he heard the loud explosion and felt the searing heat behind him. He felt someone jump on him and he fell to the ground, flat on his stomach. The deafening noise tore into his ears.

When it started to fade, John struggled to glance behind, seeing some of the soldiers whose body was blasted beyond recognition by an ogre which somehow, appeared behind them.

There were cries of horror and pain as the ogres began to blast its way through the few soldiers they had left.

John watched, disheartened. Then suddenly, he was yanked to his feet by Sarah and Cameron and they scrambled for cover as the ogre headed closer to the entrance of Serrano.

"Connor, what's going on?" John's radio burst into life.

"Baum, we got one ogre on our ass, we need the javelin!" John growled angrily.

"Copy that." Derek replied before the communication was cut off.

Then before they know it, a loud noise was set off and a huge HK plasma shot was fired over the fights and straight into the ogre which had it's back turned. There was a deafening explosion and its top burst into metal shrapnel. John instantly ducked down behind cover, feeling shrapnel hit and rebounded off his cover.

"John." He heard Cameron call his name and he rose from his cover, looking towards where the shot was fired. From afar, he could see a HK that crashed by the destroyed ogre, and a person, scrambling down from the HK as it powered down. The person landed agilely on the hard gravel and ran towards their position.

Through the chaos of soldiers and machines, John made out his own son as he approaches.

"Zander…." John muttered angrily.

Zander was wearing fatigues and combat boots, his belt at his hips like always and his old but powerful rifle in his hand. Unlike everyone else, he didn't have a balaclava. His dark brown hair was thrown into a tousled mess from the flight he had when he hijacked the HK; however he did it, John didn't want to know.

John thought he was actually heading for their direction; however, Zander surprised him again. Without hesitation, Zander ran towards the ogre and scrambled down for cover as they turned. Cameron began to make her frantic way over to him, followed closely by the rest.

John saw Zander pull out a pin of the grenades with his teeth and with a good fling; he threw it right at the feet of the ogre. He ducked down his head as the grenade went off, maiming the second ogre. In a well trained motion, he held up his rifle, shooting straight for its sensors; rendering it offline.

"What are you doing?" John demanded, yanking Zander by his arm.

"Isn't that obvious?" Zander panted, shrugging away John's hold to shoot at a nearby terminator. In one shot from his powerful modified rifle, the T-1's head burst into a flurry of metal parts and a shower of sparks and the body fell to the ground limply.

Reluctantly, John let that slide for the moment, turning to Weaver, "Get the last ogre." He mumbled softly just enough for her to hear. With a stiff nod, she was gone. John watched as the last ogre was rendered offline by however way Weaver did it. He had more to be concerned about. They had to get to the mainframe of Serrano, now.

John went in first, followed by Zander with Cameron and Sarah. Weaver, Kate, Derek and some of the soldiers from Platoon C was behind. Cameron hooked her rifle by its belt on her shoulder and picked up a dried thick wood. John didn't see her light it but it provided them with sufficient lighting in the dark environment. Cameron overtook him and stood in front, lighting the way.

She couldn't see very well in this darkness and neither could the rest of them, other than Weaver and maybe Zander, who was accustomed and enjoyed the darkness; having lived in the forest for most his life with no light available. Cameron was becoming increasing annoyed with her vision impairment. They hindered her efficiency as a machine; to protect John.

"Cameron…" John mumbled, his hand on her arm as she threatened to pick up her pace. She nodded but kept forward. The soldiers were twitchy and tired. They jumped even to the sound of water droplets dripping from the ceiling.

"The control centre should be that way." Cameron said, loud enough for the soldiers at the back to hear. She continued to lead, holding the lighted fire torch. They walked down a long corridor, eyes wide open and ears pricked. It was silent other than a soft constant whirling of engine from faraway and the water droplets landing on the hard concrete.

Suddenly, John's radio burst into life, startling everyone. They raised their rifles instantly.

"Stand down." He commanded, pulling the radio out.

"Connor, we're losing ground. Requesting permission to retreat." The Platoon Sergeant, Sean, panted into the radio.

John pursed his lips, "Negative. Hold your ground. We're already inside."

There was a slight hesitation before a reply, "Yes sir."

John lowered the radio, a little shaken before he looked up to see all the eyes on him, "We gotta hurry." He said, nodding to Cameron. She gave him a faint smile, dashing off. The rest of them struggled to match her fast pace, "Doesn't make sense, there's no-" John started to speak but was cut off as they turned the corner to see about 5 T-1s guarding the corridor. He cried out, pulling Cameron back immediately. They both fell back to the ground with John cushioning Cameron's fall as much as he could with his own body.

He leaned over her as the T-1's opened fire, shooting down two of his soldiers but not without Zander avenging them by managing to gun down one of the five. John struggled to get up, holding Cameron's hand. The team of soldiers scattered for cover. Weaver followed John and Cameron behind a crate, taking a few shots in her torso but they healed before the soldiers could notice. John glanced over at Zander just in time to see him duck before another crate by the side.

John collapsed to the floor, holding his rifle tightly in one hand and Cameron's hand in another. She yanked hard from John's grasp and dashed out with Weaver right behind her.

"Cameron! No!" John hissed and lunged forward but she was already gone from his sight. He scrambled to his feet and was about to run out with her when he felt a hand on his arm, "Lemme go!" He ordered, whipping around fiercely. Kate was crouched behind him, her hand gripping his arm tightly.

"If she wants to die there's nothing you can-" Kate scowled but John struggled out her hold, pushing her off balance.

He leaned forward, "You don't know anything!" John seethed into her shocked expression. He spun around and ran out of cover.

John saw Cameron shoot at a T-1, bringing it down and deftly jumping behind another, twisting its head off. Weaver took out another one in a similar manner with the T-1s all disorientated and firing their guns wildly. John's heart thudded with fear. He ran right into the fight, plunging his finger down on the trigger and shooting into the last T-1's head. John saw other shots hitting the same T-1 as it fumbled from the impact and fell to the floor. John looked up, panting. Cameron threw the head she had in her hands to the floor by the body, looking up to meet his eyes.

Sarah was the first to join John. She seemed to be hesitating as her hand lingered near his shoulder. In the end, she settled for a nod of confirmation from him. Without missing a beat, Cameron and Weaver turned around as the soldiers regrouped. They walked closer to the doors which the T-1s were guarding. Cameron touched the rough concrete door as she looked for an opening.

Weaver walked to the side, looking towards John and Cameron, gesturing at the scanner. It requires a scan of a terminator's eye. Cameron made a move, walking towards Weaver. John panicked, thinking she would want to scan her eye into that thing.

But once again, John underestimated Cameron's intelligence. She bent over the T-1's decapitated head and picked it up with both hands. She carried it to the side the let the device scan the T-1's eye. Its eye was still glowing as Cameron hadn't killed it; she'd merely tear its head from the body. Without either, a terminator was useless at the moment. John watched as the door sounded the alarm before opening smoothly. Cameron threw the head away and removed its chip, crushing it before walking into the control centre.

The place was empty of terminators but filled with computers. John avoided Kate's gaze as he went to the controls. Cameron followed, taking in every feature of the room. She cautiously examined each and every corner. The inside of the place was made of marble. The control centre was similar to Crystal Peak's. There were many screens on the wall. On it was the visual images of the footages from the security cameras planted around Serrano.

John lowered his rifle, moving forward to take a closer look. The resistance was winning when Sean seemed to have regrouped all the different divisions to take on the T1 as a unit. He smiled, gratified that their efforts paid off; although with high price. He picked up his radio and brought it up, "Reeds, brief report."

"We got those tin cans, Sir."

"Good. Well, we got the place covered. Bring the soldiers in, there shouldn't be any disruption but be careful, over."

"Affirminative." Sean replied and the radio went dead. John looked up but the attention wasn't on him. He saw Weaver plug in a thumb drive into the systems, sitting down into the black rough cotton stuffed chair. John wondered what Skynet needed that for. He watched as Weaver confidently typed on the keyboard.

"John Henry will be able to control Serrano from where he is now." Weaver reported, spinning the chair around to face John.

"Good." John nodded stiffly. He smiled at Cameron, who seemed to be looking elsewhere. Her mind wasn't here either; John knew that much from looking at her. He spun around and instructed the soldiers to gather the rest of them, who were just coming in, according to the cameras, and bring them to the soldiers' quarter for a rest. They nodded and ran off. John then radioed all the platoon sergeants for a quick meeting in the hall.

Derek took off for that first while Sarah followed the rest of the soldiers to get comfortable, keeping a close eye on Zander on request from John. Weaver remained at the controls. When everything was taken care of, John walked towards Cameron, taking her hand.

"Don't do that again." He said in an accusing voice.

"What?" Cameron blinked at him, innocent.

"You know what." John growled slightly, "I'll deal with you later." He turned around, holding Cameron's hand, heading for the hall. Kate stood in the middle of the control room, looking at him. She looked confused, her eyebrows furrowed. Cameron bit her lips, "Erm, Kate." John started, scrambling for something to say, "I'll see you later." He managed before quickly walking out of the control centre, pulling Cameron behind him.

Later John briefed the sergeants about the posting from now on. John had appointed Perry in charge of Serrano and that Weaver would be their main tech there (and also to spy on Perry). Sean was also to stay there and John promised him that Abigail, his wife, would be sent over to be one of the medics which Serrano would need. Everything else would be planned by Perry while John and Cameron returned to Crystal Peak.

They left for their transport back to Crystal Peak with Derek, Sarah, Zander and Kate.

"You shouldn't have gone down there." John mumbled as they walked out of Serrano, which was stationed with soldiers outside and around the area.

"You needed me." Cameron countered.

"You don't know that." John stopped walking, turning to face her, "I told you I needed you safe." His eyebrows lifted, practically pleading for some understanding.

Cameron pursed her lips, "Maybe you can have what you need but what about what I need?"

John frowned, his brows furrowing, "Cameron, what is going on?" He demanded, "Something is wrong and you won't tell me what!"

"Nothing is wrong John. You need to put your mind in the fight." Cameron forced a smile before marching towards the jet that was bringing them to Crystal Peak. Zander, Sarah and Derek were already in the jet, the latter two sitting opposite each other and staring each other down. Cameron walked up the ramp and sat down beside Sarah. She caught Kate's eyes as she glanced at Cameron and then quickly looked away. John walked up the ramp, nodding to the pilot who closed the ramp and started the engine up.

John wanted to talk to Cameron but then decided to let both of them breathe. He went to sit by Kate who stiffened, "Hey." He started, seeing her nod at him formally, "That's some good shooting." He smiled but Kate was avoiding his eye.

She nodded, "Thank you, sir."

"Kate? Call me John," John frowned, leaning forward to make eye contact, "Even if I am the General, doesn't mean I don't need any friends." He smiled but inwardly, he was thinking how much Cameron had done to change him. She changed the future. He was meant to be cold hearted and distance himself from his men, apart from Cameron. For John it would've been plenty but Cameron convinced him otherwise. She made him better.

"Well you have enough." Kate said sharply.

"If you meant the soldiers I have under my command, those are not my friends. Those are my soldiers. And I make the line clear." John stated, "But you could be my friend instead of my soldier."

"What's the difference?" Kate turned to him but her eyes looked away.

"You will be someone who could go against my orders to do something better. Something I missed. Friends help me win this war; soldiers just help me keep it going." John smiled, clasping his hands together.

Kate gave a small smile.

"So we're friends?" John asked, hopeful. Kate slowly looked into his eyes and John could see she was really thinking and somewhat, hurting.

"Friends?" Kate managed to get out, her lower lips trembling, "Alright." She forced a smile, nodding.

"Good." John grinned, shaking her hand. He then let go of her hand to clasp both of his together. Then leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, John looked towards Cameron. Somehow, she was always drawing his attention. Her presence draws him to her. He mildly noticed Zander dozing off in the corner.

Sarah was talking to her. Both of them looked serious and Cameron looked tensed and unhappy, plus she was leaning back. That was never a good sign. John wanted to eavesdrop or even intervene with whatever Sarah was telling her but he decided to wait and see if he could get something out this.


"Cameron."

She was looking at John and Kate. John looked to be telling her something but Kate didn't look too happy. Then she heard Sarah call her. Cameron turned, looking at Sarah expectantly. Sarah's hair was now in a messy ponytail, her fatigues were dirty from all the fighting. Otherwise, Sarah didn't seem to be suffering from any life threatening injury.

"Yes?"

"I heard what you and Weaver were talking about. Before judgment day. In the jet." Sarah spoke. Her voice sounded shaky and her hands clenched into fists.

"And?" Cameron kept up her blank expression.

"You do know how much this is going to hit John." Sarah looked away. Cameron relaxed a little, the pain seeping through the cracks and showing on her face, "You're going to tell him?"

"No." Cameron stated firmly, "John doesn't need to know some things before it happens. They would only distract him from the more important things at hand."

Sarah grew agitated, "Important things? You said John is going to lead the resistance to victory against Skynet…"

"Yes. That is the truth. John Connor will win the war." Cameron stated calmly.

"And how will John do it if you are dead…" Sarah clenched her teeth together, the tendons in her neck showing.

"He will have to learn. Just like how he has, his whole life…" Cameron turned look at John, her expression thoughtful and calm.

"By a miracle maybe he would succeed." Sarah muttered, "You have no idea how dependant he is becoming on you day by day."

"I do know." Cameron closed her eyes.

"And you do nothing to stop it!" Sarah hissed an accusation.

"What can I do?" Cameron turned to Sarah, "John is important to me. He loves me. I can't ignore him."

Sarah rolled her eyes and buried her head in her hands, "I knew this would happen. I knew nothing good could come out of John falling in love with a machi-" Sarah caught herself, pausing as she looked at Cameron, "you." She finished.

"I'm sorry." Cameron breathed out, leaning back, "I never wanted this to kill John too."

"Too late for that. Look at him. His eyes, when he looks at you." Sarah looked over at her son but he was too busy looking at Cameron. Sarah could see something in John's eyes. They were practically glowing. It was happiness and…"It's devotion, and love." Sarah admitted bitterly, "and…you love him back."

"I know how selfish I am." Cameron turned to Sarah, feeling John's eyes on her all the time, "But I can't stop it," She gritted her teeth angrily.

"There is nothing you can do," Sarah narrowed her eyes and mumbled, looking behind Cameron. Cameron frowned, turning around and find John walking to them curiously. He sat down beside her, taking her hand. Sarah turned away with a soft sigh just as John sat down.

Sarah couldn't understand why she even let this happen or how it happened. No matter what she did, she can't stop them from falling in love. Her son would run away from her to be with Cameron. And they even strengthened their relationship by bearing a son, a son so beautiful that he could only be the evidence of the love they share.

As she thought about it, she began to realize that she understood everything. She knew why it happened or how… there's no answer. This was just like how she loved Kyle Reese, after hating him so much for kidnapping her. Even if she knew then, that they belonged to a different world, it didn't stop Sarah from loving Kyle back; or for Kyle for love her in the first place. This was just like how Cameron knew John and her belonged to a different world but they loved each other.

Then Kyle gave John, the future leader of the resistance to her. Kyle died protecting her from the machine. It was fate.

Maybe John and Cameron were just like that. Maybe the child Cameron was to bore for John would somehow save mankind. Maybe that was fate too; just an unwritten one. After all, who was them to decide, they were changing the future.

Sarah looked towards Zander, who was already asleep. Kyle is dead and Sarah loved him but she lived with that, with shouldering his death that was really her fault. She could only hope and pray her son could stand up on his own two feet after Cameron die, just like how Sarah did…

She glanced over, idly taking in the conversation going on beside her.

"Are you alright?" John frowned.

"For now." Cameron nodded, looking ahead instead of at John. Then John cupped her face in his warm and large hands, forcing her to look at him. Cameron resisted but John was persistent. She met his eyes reluctantly. They were prying, curious.

"Cameron…" John gave a crooked smile, the folds in his brows evened and Cameron was lost.

To be continued…

A/N: I'm not much into army and guns so I try to keep it brief to avoid making too many mistakes about them (which I know can be annoying to people who know their stuff) Please don't hesitate to alert me of any of the mistakes so that I can correct them as soon as possible! I'm not fully satisfied with this chapter and is admittedly quite nervous about this (probably explains the looooong wait for this chapter!) please leave some feedback for me! I apologise for the wait!

Thanks so much to the reviewers of previous chapter; I hope I haven't let you guys down!
Yuumei-Tenshi: I'm really sorry for the long wait! Glad you're interested and thank you so much for reviewing!

Rich: Thanks so much! I'm so sorry for the long wait; I understand the agonizing wait as a reader but I'm really not very confident about this particular chapter. I intend to explain what John and Cameron's children really are; hopefully the truth will not be too brutal for you guys. Unfortunately, this will not be for a while. Thank you!

EvilTheLast: Thank you! Hahaha, no, it's evident, she defied John Conner! Thank you for this review! I had fun reading it!

Josefine: Thanks so much! Hope I didn't disappoint you!

Sumofme: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed this!

Lee: Thanks for the review! (:

Kat: I'm glad you did! Thank you for this review!

ACCOUNT-NO-LONGER-IN-USE2: Thanks so much!

PSG1JOHN: I'm so glad you enjoy it! Family interaction has been the most interesting to write! Haha, I think that whatever he's thinking, he handled them pretty well! Yes, from the show, I'm under the impression that Serrano is an important plant for them to have. As I've said, I'm not really an army person but I did as much research as I can so…I apologise if I'm made a mistakes with the facts. Please do comment and criticize! Well, I think you'll be glad when you've read that Cameron didn't take to being guard by so many that well (: Thanks for the tip! I really really hope you can enjoy this despite the lack of detail!

XxDeathStarxX: Thank you so much! Haha, angry more like ;) I apologise for the long wait and I hope you enjoy this!

Cartman-2029: It's glad to be back! Thank you! I hope you will enjoy this!

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