I know that there is like zero to none interaction between John and Cam but this chapter just came out of nowhere. I have the other all ready don't worry but I figured this would round out the episode "Some must sleep..." a little better.

Don't worry this will set up two glorious days of John alone with Cameron.

Enjoy...

"We should go. We are not safe here."

"I agree with the metal. Let's go." Derek said shepherding Sarah into the passenger seat. He decided after everything that had transpired today that Sarah needed sleep. "I'll drive." She raised an eyebrow but handed the keys to him.

Cameron and John piled into the back. Sarah visually checked on John and settled into the front seat. Normally she would never have let Derek take command of her family like that but she was just so tired and try as she might she could not put aside the fact that he had been there for her.

'More than Kyle.' That wasn't fair to Kyle but it was true, Derek had been here for her and she had just repayed him with snide comments and general mistrust. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he was hiding that woman from her. Still he was here anytime she needed him. 'More than anybody ever had.' She'd let him slide just this once.

It seemed like only seconds that they had been near that desert hell hole and now they were home. She had slept but not peacefully so it was with mixed feelings that she viewed their home. Collectively they were all aware that their time to engage Skynet was fast approaching. They were running out of leads and running out of miracle escapes.

Any day now one or more of them would not be coming back. Sarah shifted in her sleep tossing and turning until she woke herself up. The strain of several sleepness nights evident on her much thinner and paler face. "We here?"

"Yeah." Derek answered. "Nightmares? Or Winston?" he asked softly so as not be heard by John.

"A little bit of both." she replied popping her suddenly sore back. "John?"

"I'm here, mom."

"Good. I…lets go…need sleep." she shook her head attempting to steady herself. However in her confused state she had already opened the door of the truck and she spilled onto the driveway.

"Sarah!"

"Mom!"

Both jumped out of the truck but it was Cameron that picked her up. Sarah waved them all way including Cameron. "I'm fine."

"No, you're not. You have not slept for three days, 18 hours and 21.5 minutes." Cameron replied scanning her and reading the older woman's fatigued body.

"Have you been spying on me?" Sarah snapped pulling herself farther from the cyborg.

"I don't sleep. I can hear you tossing while attempting to muffle your screams."

John having heard the words coming out Cameron's mouth moved even faster that he already was to reach his mother's side. "Why didn't you tell us? Why didn't you tell me?"

Sarah gripped his hands looking into the green eyes that she had always associated with Kyle. Now all she saw was her little boy who was not so little anymore. She took a good look at his face, it was showing strains much too old for his years.

"She did tell someone," Derek interrupted. "She told me. I've been sitting up with her for the last two days. She didn't want to worry you."

The betrayal was plain on his face making Sarah cringe. "You don't need to worry about me." Sarah responded hoping to deflect some of the anger already shadowing his face.

"Yeah, I know. I have to worry about the rest of humanity. I have to be efficient and run anytime something remotely dangerous comes along. I have to worry about complete fucking strangers but I'm a godamm idiot if I worry over you or Derek or Cameron."

John exploded gripping his mother's thin form and speaking to her as if she was the child. "You are my mother. I will always worry about you. I will always find you and come for you. And nothing you or anybody else says will change that. If you want to continue being a part of doing what is necessary to defeat Skynet than you have better start getting some sleep."

Using what he knew to be his mother's greatest fear, John's eyes blazed into Sarah's as he very quietly threatened, "if you don't I will drop something into your coffee and make you."

"Enough, John. Let her go. You need rest too." Cameron coaxed John away from his mother and into the house, "don't worry, Derek will see to her."

John nodded to his uncle and Derek took up John's previous spot next to Sarah. For her part Sarah tried to glare at Derek but he just smirked and presented his arm to her as if to escort her instead of dragging her inside. Sarah ignored the proffered arm but Derek not to be outdone grabbed her by the waist and hauled her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Sarah's indignant screeches as well as what sounded like a fistfight irrupted outside. John stopped just inside the door about to break up the fight that he was sure his mom was winning when Cameron pulled him into her arms.

"Cam?"

"I am glad…" she knew what she was trying to say but she was having a hard time coming up with how to convey it. "I'm happy that you were not recognized by the HK. I would have been outmatched and destroyed. I would not have seen you again."

John kept his arms limply to his side awkwardly absorbing her soft hug. "That's good…that it didn't see me then." He looked down at her dark eyes and they no longer seemed so blank, " I wouldn't want you to be gone yet," he whispered.

Had he not been in his right mind he would have kissed her right then but his logical side informed him that his mother and uncle were only a few feet behind him and would surely cause harm to one or both of them if they were caught in a romantic setting.

"Sleep. Cameron. I need sleep remember," he urged

"Sleep is required but I don't sleep John. If you need anything, I will be doing checks."

John was released from the hug and he quickly scrambled into his room pretending that his heart wasn't about to burst from joy that Cameron had shown an obvious feeling, that she had a need and that it was associated with him and not his safety.

The happy feeling didn't last long as two days later Sarah fell down the stairs while sleepwalking. Thankfully nothing had been hurt but her pride. John had gotten a good scare and Derek had taken to sleeping in front of her bedroom door in a sleeping bag on the floor of her room in an effort to keep her from hurting herself again.

"Ouch!" Derek and Sarah voiced at the same time.

"What gives, Reese? Do you sleep in full body armor." Sarah yelled grabbing at the foot that had collided with his heavy body.

"I'm the one who was stepped on. What the hell are you doing up?" he asked.

"I have to pee," she replied her hands on her hips. "Want to come with? Make sure I don't fall into the toilet." she said sarcastically.

Derek apparently did not hear her sarcasm for he got up and pulled the door open, "after you."

"Screw you." she replied grouchily as she hobbled to the bathroom. She was mildly happy that he obviously cared but she stamped the traitorous feeling down. "Let him comfort his precious warrior woman," she growled.

She was not about to start letting another Reese boy in. Especially one that had the prickliness of a cactus and the personality of a mountain goat. 'Though that might have been unfair to the mountain goat,' she thought uncharitably.

She was washing her hands when one of the blinding headaches she was experiencing with more and more frequency attacked her. Unprepared for its intensity she dropped to the ground barely missing cracking her head on the sink. Derek must have followed her and been right outside waiting for her because he burst into the bathroom in less than a second.

"I knew I should have followed you in." Derek muttered kneeling to pull her hair back as she vomited what little she had eaten a few hours before. He rubbed her back until she exhaustedly leaned against him.

He helped her to her feet and it occurred to both of them how often this was happening. "Sarah…" he began unsure of how to ask. "Are you sick? …Is it the cancer?" he asked softly.

Sarah did not meet his eyes as she bent over the sink once more this time rinsing her mouth repeatedly. "Who told you?"

"John did. Future John. Actually he told Kyle and Kyle told me." Derek shrugged.

"Oh." was all she could say. She was unsure herself. She knew she had dropped at least 10 pounds since moving here and that she couldn't keep half her dinner down. Not to mention the nights that she didn't sleep from the aches and pains her body was registering.

"I don't know but maybe you should go to a doctor." She glared at him in the mirror but he continued undaunted, "I know how you feel about them but you should have yourself checked."

She turned and stepped past him down the hallway and into the kitchen. Derek followed her determined to make her look after herself for once. "Sarah, if John knew what was going on…"

Sarah turned on him with the speed of cobra, her hands digging into his shirt. "Don't you dare breathe a word of this to him. I will kick your ass out here so quick, your head will spin."

Derek covered her hands with his own but she pulled away and began rooting around the pantry until she found a roll of paper towels. She walked past him and back to the bathroom to clean up her mess. She was down on her knees and pulling sheets angrily when his hand covered hers again.

"Sarah, John is not ready to know. I would never tell him unless you did but you should check yourself. As a precaution," he was pleading with her and Sarah knew how much it was costing him to do it. "Please, we're not ready to lose you."

Sarah put down the roll and rose. She kept a hold of his hand guiding it under her tank top. She tried to remember that she was doing it for a purpose and not just to feel his rough hands on her. She could see his adam's apple shoot up and down his throat.

"Sarah…"

His hand was left to roam without hers and he cupped her small but perfect breast. She gasped and neither was sure if it was because it was his hand under her shirt or because they had both been wanting this for so long. "I feel nothing."

"I must be ok then," she said shakily. She noticed that he didn't move his hand and that she wasn't pulling away. His thumb caressed over her nipple making it stand up and shooting heat down to her center. Reluctantly he withdrew from her and she once again kneeled on the floor.

They stayed like that for a brief moment, her on the floor cleaning and him standing staring at his hand in wonder. Both thinking about what had just transpired not more than a few feet from where John slept.

Derek kneeled down and took the roll from Sarah's hands. "Go back to sleep. I'll clean this up."

Sarah threw the towels in her hands away surprised that she was letting him tell her what to do for the third time in as many days. She got to her feet and washed her hands one more time. "Reese, I mean…Derek?"

Derek stopped cleaning and got up. "Yeah."

"Thanks for the checkup."

"Sure, anytime." He answered embarrassed.

For the rest of her days Sarah Connor would remember the day she made Derek Reese blush. She waved goodnight and left him to clean up for her. She found that sleep came just a little easier that night.

Derek finished cleaning and disposed of the evidence outside. No need to upset John further. He wondered at his body's response to Sarah's body. He had never been a timid man. He had left that to Kyle and though he thought that some of his response had to do with that fact that she was The Sarah Connor, mother of John Connor, he also was sure that wasn't all of it.

He knew that even with Jesse in this timeline he had managed to do the same thing as his brother. He had fallen hard for Sarah Connor and he would lay down his life down for her same as John. He would make sure she was around as long as possible and that the cancer that had taken her life would be delayed as much as possible.

"I'll take care of her, Kyle. Just as I promised." Derek said to the sky where no doubt his brother would hear him no matter what time he was in. Derek reentered the house and silently crept back into Sarah's room. He stood in the doorway shock painted all over his rugged face.

His sleeping bag was folded on top of the dresser and what was more surprising was that the covers on the side of the bed unoccupied by Sarah was turned down. Hesitantly he sat down letting the mattress absorb his weight. Sarah remained sleeping and he bent down to remove his hastily shoved on boots.

He placed them gently by the side of the bed and slid his body under the blankets. He remained stiff even after Sarah's arm draped over him. He heard a chuckle and he turned his head on the pillow. Her green eyes stared back at him, mirth all over her usual stern features.

"Relax, Reese. I don't bite."

He did relax a bit and she snuggled into his side. Her nose buried in his neck like it had been there all their lives. "Don't get too used to this," she mumbled but he felt the soft brush of her lips on him all the same. Sleep overcame them and Derek was sure they were wearing identical smirks.

When next he opened his eyes it was with a startled gasp. Cameron's blank brown eyes were staring right into his and her hand was on his mouth. She had her finger to her lips and inclined her head to John's upstairs room. "I have not malfunctioned. Do not look at me like that."

His panicked eyes did not calm at her statement and they opened even wider at her next one. "Your Baretta is missing as is Sarah. She left early this morning. She told me to not to wake you or John."

She released him and stepped back. Derek leaped out of the bed and stepped into his pants shoving his boots on, quickly tying them up. "How long ago?" he asked reaching for the guns in her waiting hands.

"Approximately two and half hours." Cameron replied. Cocking her head to the side she asked what had been on her mind since she had entered Sarah's room, "Why are you in Sarah's bed? Is John aware of your relationship with his mother?"

Derek grabbed the keys off the dresser, "no and he doesn't need to know. In an hour I'm gonna call you. If I don't find Sarah I need you to call John's cell and mimic her voice. I'm gonna go look for her."

"I will call and pretend to be Sarah," she confirmed. "Derek, why doesn't John need to know. You are his uncle and Sarah his mother."

"It would freak him out ok. He doesn't need to be freaked out. Just stay here and do what I say. Keep him in your sights at all times. Do whatever you have to do to keep him home." Derek instructed but he didn't miss the sudden gleam in her eyes.

He could almost see the delight that showed at the idea of being alone with his nephew. He felt a bit disturbed at leaving John at her mercy especially given their relationship in his future but his desire to find Sarah overwhelmed the desire to stay.

Perhaps being alone would make John understand what she could and couldn't be. Maybe this was all for the better, just maybe fate was smiling down at them for once. He left Cameron at the door and jumped into their second truck.

Derek sped off in search of Sarah hoping that he had not just doomed his nephew to falling in love with a woman that was as unattainable to John as Sarah Connor was to him. He would be gone for two days and in those two days the bond between John and Cameron would be stronger than in his future.