Chapter 05: Brother, Or Not?

'Hello,' John sat down on across Cameron. She was eating her dinner with her team, when John just popped up between Will and Alec. She looked at him and then returned to her food. She was not talking to him, still.
'I know you're angry,' he just continued, 'and I can understand. But please, forgive me!'
'I don't know what you're talking about, sir,' she said, not looking at him.
'Cameron,' John reached out to take the hands of his daughter. But Cameron quickly pulled them back, almost knocking over her plate. Now she looked at him.
'I don't have anything to do with you,' she hissed.
'Alright,' John sighed, 'if that is what you want-'
'It is,' Cameron said. John nodded and walked away. Her team looked at her, Cameron tried to ignore them, but it had no use.
'Come. Now,' Tim was the first one to speak. He stood up and pulled her by her collar, dragging her along.

'Explain,' Will said as Cameron was pushed in the only chair of their chamber. Cameron just looked back and raised her eyebrows.
'About what?'
'About what!' Josh echoed, usually he had a very soft face, but he looked so fierce now.
'What just happened with Conner!' Will said. Cameron shrugged.
'I dunno,' she simply murmured.
'Alright, enough,' Tim said, he pushed the chair back against the wall so it stood on two feet and had his face close to her, 'Tell us what the entire thing is with Conner.'
'There is nothing,' she said, trying to control herself.
'O, come on! We can all see something is wrong!' Tim yelled in her face.
'Tim,' Will pulled him back and gave Cameron a little space. Tears were in her eyes.
'What is it, Cam?' Alec tried even though they had decided just to be friends, they still fancied each other, 'Everyone knows you're upset.'
'There is nothing wrong, alright. I'm just fine!' she said fierce and stood up.
'We never said something was wrong with you,' Will corrected her and kneeled down beside her. Softly laying his hands on her knees as he looked at the girl with a brotherly look. Cameron bit her lip and tried not to cry.
'I can't tell you,' she said soft.
'Can't or won't,' Tim said.
'Come on, Cam,' Josh just ignored her. Cameron felt so small and looked at the tall, muscled guys around her. They had always been honest to each other, almost completely honest. Why not become absolutely honest? Cameron nodded and a few tears rolled over her cheek.
'John Conner is my father,' she said and wiped some tears away with her arm.
'You've got to be kidding,' Rick gasped. The others also looked wide eyed at the crying girl.
'No, it's true,' Cameron took a few deep breaths, 'My parents were actually Kate's parents and they raised me since Kate died when I was born and John could not take care of me.'
'And you're mad on him about that?' Will sounded understanding.
'Yeah,' she nodded.
'Girl,' Will smiled and took her hands, 'Your father-'
'It's still John,' she immediately said and looked fierce. Will nodded, clear.
'John just wanted the best for you, like any father wants for his daughter, alright?' he said as he wiped some tears away, 'He just tried to keep you safe!'
'It's still no excuse for what he did,' Cameron stood her ground.
'Perhaps,' Will said, 'but I guess we'll never know that, won't we?'
'What should I do, Will?' Cameron sighed.
'Give him a chance, Cam,' Will encouraged her. Cameron looked at him.
'I'll try,' she said.
'I don't buy that, miss,' he smiled, 'I really want you to give him a chance, alright!'
'Alright,' she sighed.
'Promise?' Cameron began doubting who was her father Will or John!
'Promise,' she said. He smiled and stroke her hair.

'Who was Marcus Wright?' Cameron asked Kyle when he passed by. She was looking at the memorial wall. On the wall all of the names of the members of the Resistance who had died fighting were written. But Marcus Wright had a small note behind it: the heart is what makes us human. She did not understand why that was there. Kyle took his cigarette out of his mouth and stood beside her. She pointed at the name and he nodded.
'Marcus Wright was a man who lived years and years ago, he got the skeleton of a droid,' he took a minute to sip his cigarette, 'To make a long story short: he helped dad destroy a large part of Skynet and even saved dad by giving his heart to him.'
'Cool,' Cameron said and turned around. She just wanted to walk away, when Kyle stopped her.
'Were you ever going to tell me?' he said. Cameron sighed and looked to the floor.
'I don't know why I should,' she said, not turning around and not looking at him. Kyle raised his eyebrows.
'Don't know why? Perhaps cause I'm your brother?' now Cameron did turn around.
'You are not my brother, Conner,' she said. He walked closer and narrowed his eyes.
'And why is that?' he said.
'Because I have no brother,' she simply replied. The promise she had made Will flashed through her mind, but Kyle was not John Conner, right?
'Funny, dad says something else,' he said with a challenging smirk.
'Your father, Conner, says many things,' she tried, but it had no use. He was stronger in this debate and he had already won.
'Our father,' he said clear, 'is telling the truth.'
'And how do you know? He told you?'
'Yes,' he said, 'and I believe him. Because he could not sleep for weeks even months when he mom had died and he had to leave you behind.'
'Why didn't you stop him?'
'Stop him? Come on, I was seven!' he said, 'I tried, trust me, I tried! I begged him to only show me my baby sister, but he did not. One day he just came up to me and he said: your mother is dead and your sister is gone. And that was it, that was what I had to deal with.'
'I'm sorry,' she said.
'Sure you are,' Kyle was pretty mad now, 'Just try to see things some another perspective, alright? You're not the only one who struggled with it!'
'Look, I said I'm sorry!' she raised her voice a bit. Kyle sighed and shook his head.
'Don't even bother,' he said and walked away.

'I'm sorry,' Cameron sighed and sat down in front of Kyle. He looked a bit surprised. He shove his dinner aside and gestured her to go on. He had been not been mad at her for long. He had been angrier at his father for not telling him his sister had finally arrived. And now she just sat down in front of him while he was having dinner!
'You were right, Kyle,' it was strange for Cameron to call Kyle by his first name, she was used to call people by their last name, 'I should have seen things from another perspective.'
'Good,' he said and nodded. Neither of them said a thing.
'You knew her, right?' Cameron suddenly asked. Kyle knew about who she was talking.
'For seven years,' he sighed, 'I remember only small bits.'
'What was she like?' Cameron wanted to know more about her mother.
'Soft, kind, sometimes a bit hard, always making clear what she wanted,' Kyle smiled, 'You look like her.'
'You think so?' Kyle just shrugged in response.
'You do curse a lot,' he said. Cameron laughed.
'I do,' she said.
'So, why this sudden apology?' he asked and drank some milk.
'I'm leaving,' Kyle almost chocked in his milk.
'You what!'
'Reese is going home and I'm going with him,' she simply said and stood up.
'What? No, you can't just go!' Kyle objected and stood up as well. Some people looked at them.
'Kyle,' Cameron said soft, trying to calm him.
'No. No!' he said loud, 'You cannot go!'
'I have to!' she said back, raising her voice as well.
'No you don't! You can stay here!' he said, yelling now. Some people stood up.
'No, I cannot, Kyle! Listen to me!'
'You listen to me, missy!' he pointed at her and leaned over the table, 'You have to stay here!'
'I can't,' she said and fought against her tears.
'You have to!'
'Why?'
'Because you are my sister and our father needs you!' after Kyle said that, everything was silent. People gasped at them, not believing what he had just said. Kyle was panting lightly and Cameron looked around. She looked at him and he shook his head.
'I can't stay,' she said again and turned around.
'Damned,' Kyle said. He turned around and smashed his hand against the wall. He roared of pain and anger. Blair quickly ran up to him and laid her hands on his shoulder.
'Come with me,' she said, hushing him. Kyle nodded and walked with her. He looked once more over his shoulder. But his little sister was already gone.