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Chapter 28: On the Road

John's glanced sideways at Cameron. Her tear streaked face made his heart ache. He asked if she was alright more than a couple of times already and she'll always assure him she's fine but he wasn't assured.

"Cam?" John turned back to face the front, reaching out to his side with his right hand. He placed it gently on her thigh, "talk to me."

He felt her slip her hand to grip onto his, "I'm fine," She forced a smile.

"Don't lie to me," John said, turning the Mercedes off the road and onto the side. He pulled the handbrake and released his seat belt. Finally, John turned in his seat, giving her his full attention, "I want to you know that all this is necessary. For the sake of this baby and you."

"It's not right to do this." Cameron sobbed, leaning on his shoulder.

"When is it ever?" John mumbled gently, stroking her hair. She didn't reply, "I know you like that house. You want to call it home. You want the baby to grow up there. You want me to be able to settle down finally. It's important to you. I know but the wellbeing of you and the baby are more important."

"To you?"

"To us."

(5 hours ago)

"Think Savannah would be safe?" Cameron asked softly as they watched Ellison stop his car by the curb where they left Savannah. Ellison walked out his car and carried Savannah into the passenger seat. He strapped her in before driving off.

"I know she will." John nodded, starting the engine.

"Where're we going?" Cameron asked.

"Home." John said, "We're leaving."

(Present)

"Have to ditch this car. Wouldn't fit in if we don't." John told her as he drove down the road.

"Where exactly are we going?" Cameron asked, feeling the desert smell filled her nose. The wind blew and dried her tears, leaving no trace of her ever crying. Sometimes, it was not all a lie to say that some sun might do you good.

"Where I grew up. I think it'll be good for my child to grow up there too." John smiled.

"Dejalo?" Cameron frowned, remembering the last time he went there with Riley.

"Yes and no. Yes, we'll be going to Mexico, crossing the borders and no, we won't be going to Dejalo. People might recognise me there." John replied.

"Like the last time you went with Riley." Cameron stated monotonously.

John knew her well enough to know once she went into 'robot' mode, it means she's upset. Time to do what he did best: Make her smile again.

"Drop the Riley-thing." John snapped playfully, "I never want to remember that." Cameron chuckled, getting a hold on his hand, squeezing it.

"So where exactly are we going?"

"Just a small village." John replied flatly, "Some thing near a river, a forest, and nice folks as neighbours and we can live as ourselves to raise the child."

"Sounds like something I'll only find in a dream." Cameron smiled, leaning back into the seat.

John scoffed, "I'll surprise you when I find it." He grinned, "Why don't you lean back and have a nap. It'll be awhile before we reach the next patrol stop."

Cameron nodded, feeling the desert heat getting to her head. She pulled the lever and felt the backing in her chair fall backwards. She leaned back and let out a soft sigh. After making sure John's hand was in hers, she fell asleep.

John glanced at her occasionally to find her in a new position. She was perspiring profusely and her breathing was irregular. He almost regretted bringing her to Mexico. He opened the window wider and sped up the car. John hadn't considered that Cameron would be uncomfortable here with all the desert heat and all.

He turned on the radio, switching the music to some soft music.

He continued driving, watching miles of dry and hot desert fly pass. John drove non stop for another hour before Cameron was woken by the increasing amount of traffic as they neared a town.

"Hey," John smiled, slowing down the speed and winding up the window a little.

"Hey," Cameron greeted him with a bleary smile, "how long have I slept?"

"About an hour," John replied as she carefully brought up her seat backing, "You're not going to sleep some more?"

"No, I don't like sleeping in the day." Cameron stated, looking out of the window, "And you could use some company."

"Do I?" John chuckled.

"Yeah." Cameron grinned, "Why don't you stop the car, I'll drive for a while."

"No. No driving for you till the baby is born." John said firmly. He swore he saw Cameron pout. He was aware of the fact that she love driving but he'd never know she'll react like this to the fact she won't be allowed to drive. Then an idea struck John, "Hey, do you want to play a game?"

"Yes." Cameron replied, sounding a little more cheery instantly, "what is it?"

"Bug slug."

"Bug slug?"

"You don't know how to play it?"

"I know." Cameron smiled, looking out of the window.

"How did you know?"

"You and I play that a lot."

"Bug Slug?" John raised an eyebrow in confusion. He doubt there would be any Volkswagens around in the future.

"Metal slug." Cameron replied flatly, turning to him with a small smile. She saw him smile in amusement at how useful and fun that game would be.

"Just don't hit so hard, you could do some real damage." John joked. They were both silent for a while, looking out of the window.

Cameron turned swiftly and punched John on the shoulder lightly with a grin.

John spun his head around and looked outside her window, spotting a yellow Volkswagen nearby. He gave her a sour look before adding gloomily, "One point to you. Whoever gets the highest till we reach the petrol station wins." He smirked, glancing around on high alert for a bug.

(5 hours ago)

"Pack the clothing, I'll settle the guns," John said gently as they entered the house. Cameron stood there, rooted and dazed, "Cam?" John took both her hands in his gently.

"I'm on it." She forced a smile and walked briskly to the bedroom. He watched apologetically before turning to keep the guns in the bag. John was packing up their stock of C4s when Cameron descended the stairs with two bags in her hand.

John ran and took it from her halfway down the stairs. He smiled at her, trying to extend some comfort but he wasn't able to. She looked gloomy that they were leaving and John could tell she cried.

He stood rooted as she brushed past him.

"Cam," He conveniently scooped her hand into his gently. She stopped, turning to face him. She gave him a quizzical look but squeezed his hand nonetheless. John know she enjoy subtle contact like that, once in a while, just like a person should, "Come here." He mumbled. Tentatively, Cameron walked into the distance of his embrace and felt his strong arms around her.

"John? What are you doing?" Cameron whispered despite enjoying the little moment.

"Since we're already leaving, I guess we could afford to spend our last time in this house together. Just a short while." He replied in an equally gentle whisper as he kissed the top of her head, taking in the scent of her long silky auburn hair which always seems to smell good no matter what the consequences. He gently disentangled himself from her and guided her to the couch.

He sat down on the couch and gestured for her sit. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her to place her head on his chest.

They were both quiet as Cameron relaxed in John's embrace, feeling the soft rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. She could hear his soft heartbeat as she pressed her ear to his chest. His warm hand slowly crept from holding her loosely around the neck to her belly; where the third party of their every moment slept.

"She'd grown since I last touched her." John commented with a smile, his eyes closed as the sense of touch was directed to just his hand.

"Or he." Cameron offered softly, pressing John's hand firmly on her belly.

"Why don't we settle on one gender, this is getting awkward to address our kid," John grinned, relaxing on the couch.

"Do you want your first child to be a boy or a girl?" Cameron asked, opening her eyes and looking up at him.

"I don't know." John chuckled, "Boy's good but girl's awesome too."

Cameron's smile widened.

"What do you want?" John asked curiously.

"I'm fine with both."

"Great," John grinned, "So let's ask your intuition, do you think it's a boy or girl?"

"I think it would be a boy." Cameron smiled, "Brave and handsome, like you."

"When would we know for sure?" John asked, shifting the position of his hand a little as he swore he felt a small movement in her belly.

"We won't, I told you. We'll need some equipment from the hospital, which we don't have," Cameron stated.

"Cameron, has the baby moved before?" John asked; puzzled as he felt the small movement again.

"No I don't think any major movements have-" Cameron started to reply but was interrupted as she gasped in surprise. John felt a small movement in her belly. She didn't speak but brought both hands down onto her belly as the movement went on, shifting to a new position each time. Cameron held John's hand which he had shifted away subconsciously. She placed it gently down onto every spot the movement can be felt from.

John's face was imprinted with amazement as his jaw dropped before curling into an exhilarated smile. It was a while before the small movements that was creating barely noticeable bumps on Cameron's belly, stopped.

John's mouth was still open in a big smile. Cameron was just plain relieved it stopped.

"What was that?" Cameron turned to John, puzzled and somewhat scared.

"Might be our baby moving," John replied, managing to get a grip on his excitement, "Did you feel that? It was so amazing, it's-it's like…" He paused and looked at Cameron's happy and scared expression, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know. It felt…" Cameron paused, finding the right word, "different and unusual."

John chuckled, holding her cheek in his hand and pulling her into a passionate and yet slow kiss.

"Cameron…" John gasped out as they broke away from the long kiss, "I love you." He breathed out, kissing her on her forehead before letting Cameron relax on his chest again, "Is this the first time he moved?"

"Yes. I did feel small sensations but not as intense as this one." Cameron mumbled, letting John explore her belly gently.

"Wow," He couldn't help but let it be audible as he imagined, once being that little baby, moving around in his mother's womb, "How old is he?"

"21 weeks, 3 days, 7 hours and 47 minutes." Cameron replied flatly.

"Wait, you took the time from-"

"When after we made love." Cameron stated. She could almost feel the warm blushing radiating from John's cheeks.

(Present)

"We're here. So what's the score?" John asked proudly as he pulled up the handbrakes.

"I had 5 points, you had 1." Cameron announced proudly, her hand on her belly.

"You sure?" John asked with a frown of pure doubt. Cameron turned to him and gave him an earnest nod. For a moment he was lost for words and hated to admit his lost at his own game. Finally, he frowned playfully, "This doesn't count! Two against one!"

Cameron chuckled, feeling a small shift in the baby and there was no more. John's protesting stare faded into a soft gaze as he looked at his wife affectionately.

He leaned over and planted a small kiss on her cheek, "He moved anymore?"

"A little, just as you protested." Cameron smiled, gazing at John, "he must be supporting me how you are such a sore loser." She gave him a smug smile.

"Me? A sore loser?" John raised an eyebrow. They exchanged a serious stare before John burst into laughter, "Alright, alright. Stop staring at me, it's creeping me out. So what's my punishment?"

"Get me a smoothie," Cameron said with little hesitation as if she were expecting him to accept the punishment sooner or later.

"Wow, you sure didn't hesitate ordering the Future leader of mankind around."

Cameron smiled, leaning over and propping her chin up on his broad shoulder, "Alright leader of mankind. Would you please get me a smoothie?"

John chuckled, "I was just kidding. You can order me around any day but only you." He turned and kissed her forehead, "What flavor?"

"Peachy Keen." Cameron smiled.

"Sure, I'll look for it but I cannot say for sure they sell it here." John grinned before turning to get out. Cameron also got out, stretching her sore legs, "Cam, must you come out? It's kind of dusty here and there are people..."

"My legs are sore; I need to stretch a little."

"Alright fair enough, can you pump the oil while I get your smoothie?" John asked.

"Alright." Cameron nodded, walking around the back of the car to reach the oil pump.

"Thanks." John grinned, "Be careful." Cameron nodded and watched as he walked to the convenient store.

Cameron held on the to the oil pump while it fills their car with the best oil they have. She looked around curiously at the activity. There were only a few cars around the other pump stations. Cameron smiled as she felt the baby shifted, just slightly.

Cameron silently decided to read up on child care and pregnancy the moment they passed a bookstore. She didn't want to admit to John but she's afraid of so many things. How their child would turn out? What happens when it's time for childbirth? What should she do? What should he do?

She blinked out of her thoughts as a small jeep drove up. A man in his early thirties stepped out. He looked decent besides the dusty boots and ragged outfit. Cameron watched as he walked to the oil pump.

He caught Cameron looking over and gave her a simple smile before pulling out the oil pump. She noted that he'd only pumped a little oil into his jeep; she wondered why but decided not to ask. She watched as he jumped into it and drove off.

Sighing, Cameron pulled out the oil pump and placed it back at the rack.

There was a loud noise as the jeep came to a screeching stop at the side entrance of the patrol station. Cameron cleaned her hand on the towel provided and glanced over to see the man bending over his inflated tire. Cameron thought for a moment and decided to help.

"Excuse me." Cameron said, "Do you need any help?"

That man looked up at her, squinting at the sunlight. He looked her up and down before shaking his head, "Not really little missy. Tire really blew. Guess 5 bucks would be enough to change it but not enough for my lunch after." He sighed.

"Do you have a spare one?" Cameron asked, not faltered by his rejection of her help.

"Yeah," He stood and narrowed his eyes at Cameron, "In the back." Cameron nodded and walked to the back of the jeep, taking the spare tire and walked to the inflated tire, "Erm little missy?"

"I'll change it for you." Cameron said, not looking at him as she adjusted her posture to accommodate her growing belly before kneeling down slowly. She started working on the tire.

"Are you sure you know how?"

"I changed one before." Cameron replied simply, beginning to remove the tire, "Excuse me but do you have a metal piece? To hold up the jeep?"

He nodded and handed her a small metal box. Cameron actually didn't even need it as she could support it with her hand but she didn't want to freak the man out. She placed metal box under the jeep just behind the wheel and started on it. She saw the man kneel down beside her.

"Thanks y'know."

"You're welcome." Cameron flashed him a small smile.

"I know I look like a big guy but I'm just an old one, with no knowledge of even working his computer." He chuckled.

Cameron smiled, removing the inflated tire, "It's not that hard."

"The tire or computer?"

"Neither is." Cameron replied, fixing on the tire.

"Jeffrey." He cleaned his hand on his ragged vest before reaching out for a handshake.

"Cameron." Cameron smiled, taking his hand. He watched closely as she got the job done easily. She stood up, feeling her knees numbed. She winced a little, testing her weight on her left one.

"Thanks again, Cameron." He smiled.

"Cameron!"

Cameron turned and saw John running to her. He looked nervous and scared.

"Hey, what're you doing here?" He asked, breathing a little erratically.

"Hi, I'm Jeffrey." Jeffrey shook John's hand, who looked at him suspiciously.

"John." John mumbled uncomfortably after letting go of his hand, "Come on, we got to get going." John slipped his hand into Cameron's and walked her back to the car after nodding a goodbye to Jeffrey who waved in thanks.

John jumped into the Mercedes and on the other side, Cameron did likewise.

"What the hell was that about?" John asked quickly, trying not to sound angry.

"I was helping him." Cameron replied innocently as John passed her the smoothie, clearly upset, "He needed help and I saw it so I tried to help him."

John felt his anger fade away instantly. She was following what he taught her:

"Back there, why'd you decide to let that guy go?" John asked.

"He is in distress and you told me when people see others in pain or in trouble they'll try to help. Empathy." Cameron smiled.

"I told you?"

"You will."

"Future changed, Cam. I've never had a baby with you when I told you that." John gave her a small smirk.

"But that's what you told me. So I learn and understood."

"But you never done that, before; when you were with me?" John asked.

"I never felt like how I did back there before when I was with you, until now." Cameron replied stoically, "He pleaded to me and I just wanted…to let him go. To give him a second chance in that, to try again."

"You empathize with him."

"I guess so." Cameron nodded as John's hand gripping on hers tighter.

"Empathy." John repeated, from his memories.

"Yes." Cameron smiled, "One for the human race." She added, drinking her smoothie, "and thanks for the smoothie."

"Don't mention it," John smiled, starting up the engine before he frowned in realization, "And isn't smoothie bad for the baby?"

To be continued…

Next chapter: John and Cameron continue their exploring in Mexico to look for a place to settle. Instead, danger seems to lurk everywhere they turn. Unknowingly, John got Cameron and his child into the mouth of a dangerous village. While Riley got a place to stay through Jesse but she had no idea what news awaits her…

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