A/N: This chapter was one of the easiest i have written, only taking about three hours. Sorry about it for being so short, but it didn't really need to be a long chapter, plus I love it when ideas just come to me. Thanks to uncommoner, olischulu, and darkfinder for reviewing. Please enjoy:)

May 22nd, Albuquerque, New Mexico

02:13

"You're sure that the man is a terminator." Ari asked me skeptically. "How do you know it's a terminator? You said yourself, you can't tell the difference."

"I've seen the model before. In the future." I insisted adamantly.

"Right. You said that these terminators, their skin is based off living people. How do you know it's not the actual guy?"

"Because I knew the guy who it was based off. His name was Chris. We were in the Skynet work camp together." I paused. We had rented a motel room, and we were there at the moment. I walked over to the window, and brushed the curtain back, scanning the street. "He was only about twenty-two in there. Right now he would be in his early teens if that."

"You're absolutely sure this a terminator?" Ari walked over to join me at the window.

"Yes. Like I said, I knew the guy that skin model was based off of."

"How do you know he wasn't sent back?"

"He was killed."

2019, Century Work Camp

"Did you get enough food Raven?" I looked up. Kyle Reese was crouched over me. Behind him was another man, a huge man. My eyes widened. Kyle realized what I was staring at. "Oh right, Raven, this is Chris. Chris Hawkins. Chris, Raven, Raven, Chris.

"Hello Raven." He crouched down next to Kyle, and held his hand out for me. I hesitantly shook it, averting my eyes from his gaze.

"Did you get enough food?" Kyle asked again, sitting down next to me on the ground, leaning against the wall. I nodded.

"She doesn't talk?" Chris asked.

"She does, she's just shy. She's been here pretty much all of her life."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I can't imagine growing up in a place like this." Kyle nodded in agreement. Chris sat down on the other side of me, and reached into his pocket, and pulled out a object. "How old is she?"

"I'm eleven." I told him quietly. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-two. I think. I dunno, it's been a while since I've known what the actual date. Here, you'll like this, trust me." I looked at Kyle, who nodded in encouragement. I took it.

"What is it?"

"It's a candy bar." He took it back from me, and unwrapped it, handing it back. "Try it."

Taking a bite, it was the best thing I had ever eaten. I chewed it carefully, savoring the sweet taste of the candy bar. Chris and Kyle both laughed at my expression. "Told you she'd like it." Kyle said, laughing aloud, drawing glares from other prisoners across the yard.

"What is it?" I asked, talking about the material used in the candy bar.

"It's chocolate. Isn't it good?" I offered the bar to Kyle, who shook his head, and then to Chris, who also shook his head. "It's for you silly." Chris got up, and ruffled my hair, before walking off. I shivered. It was starting to get colder.

"Who is he? Where did he come from?" I asked Kyle, who had wrapped his arm around me, keeping me warm.

"He got transported here a couple days ago, from a work camp in Washington." I shivered again. Kyle withdrew his arm from around me for a second, and leaning over, grabbed some moldy blankets off the ground, and draped them over me. "He doesn't know why. He said that a machine marked him from the rest of the people there, and then he was transported here, by himself." Kyle sighed.

I held out the bar. "What does it say?"

Kyle looked down, reading the wrapper. "It's says Hershey's. They made candy bars before J-Day."

"Will we see him again? He's nice." I commented, nibbling on the rest of the bar.

"I don't know, I honestly don't know. I hope so." He pulled me closer, allowing me to rest my face on his chest.

"Did you ever see him again?" Ari had sat down, looking at me with a strange look.

"No, it was the only time I had ever seen him. Alive at least. I looked around for him after that, but I never saw him again. Kyle said he was taken away again. Then, a couple weeks after that, I saw another prisoner throwing his body into a furnace."

"I'm sorry." I got up and walked over to the other bed.

"I'm going to bed."

"All right, good night." Before I pulled the blanket over myself, I saw him take up my position by the window.

May 22nd, motel room

11:49

It was about noon when I woke up. Ari had opened the drapes, allowing sunlight to stream into the room, filling it with bright light. Blinking from the sudden influx of light, I looked around. Ari wasn't anywhere to be seen. I groggily got up. A note on the dresser caught me attention.

Raven

I've gone to get some food. It's about 10:00 am right now. I should be back in a couple hours, until then, just stay put.

-Ari

Ps. You talk in your sleep.

I frowned. This was at least the third time when he had a chance to leave, but hadn't. In a way, I felt he enjoyed my company, just like I enjoyed his. At least I enjoyed his when he wasn't running his mouth. I briefly wondered what I had said in my sleep, before going to the shower. I already knew I talked in my sleep, Kyle had told me that fairly often.

2022, Century Work Camp

"Hey, Raven." I looked over from my cart. Kyle was pushing a cartful of bodies by me. He stopped for a second, glancing around for any of the terminator guards who were looking, before reaching out. I held my hand out, and he dropped something in it quickly, before grunting, and lifting the cart up, and pushing it forward again. I tucked the object into the pocket of my huge trench coat, before following his example, and pushing the cart off to the pile of bodies.

Later that day, after the sun had gone down, I sat down at my usual spot, and pulled the object out. I didn't recognize the spherical object, but studied it carefully, concealing it just enough so no one else would see it.

"Hey." Looking up, I saw Kyle standing above me, holding his bowl of food.

"What is this?" He slid down the wall, sitting next to me, like usual.

"It's a grenade."

"What's that?"

"If you pull the pin, and throw it, it will explode." He turned his head slightly, and winked at me. "Use it well."

"Where did you get it?"

"It fell out of a dead guys pocket." He slurped his soup, and set the bowl down. "It gave me a idea. There is this one guy, on the other side of the camp, named Connor. Supposedly, he is the go to guy."

"The what?"

"Other people say that he is the guy to go to, to get things."

"Like what?"

"Weapons." He looked me directly in the eyes. "Haven't you ever wanted to get out of here?"

"Duh."

"I want to see him, and see if he can help us." He looked away, his eyes following a man who walked by. "But anyway, you should get some sleep."

"I'm not tired. Besides, you said I talked in my sleep." I blushed. "What if I say something bad."

Kyle laughed loudly. "It won't matter to me. Besides, you're still a growing girl. You need your sleep." Sighing, I tucked my head into his chest, per usual. He gently combed through my hair, until I fell asleep.

I started. I was still standing in the shower. "Kyle..." I whispered. I turned the water off, and looked around. I could barely even see the wall through the steam everywhere. "Crap, how long was I in the shower." I muttered to myself. I groped around for my towel, and and dried myself off. I opened the bathroom door, and walked out the door.

"Uh... Raven." Fuck. I didn't know Ari was back. I covered my privates up with my hands, ignoring Ari's spluttering.

"Umm... I didn't hear you get back." Ari's face was bright red. He stuttered slightly, trying to form coherent words. I could feel my own face burning. Well this is awkward. "I'll turn around."

"Thanks." I quickly pulled some clothes on, still blushing. Next time, I'm bringing my clothes into the bathroom with me.

"Is that something you do often?" He was obviously referring to me walking out of the bathroom naked.

"In the future, privacy isn't a big concern." In fact, the only reason why I was embarrassed was because he had made a big deal about it. "But I probably won't do it again. Not while your hanging around."

"I see." he turned around. "There is some food in the kitchenette, and I bought some supplies as well." His face went slightly red again. I frowned, but didn't pursue the issue as I pulled my hair back into a messy bun.

Going into the kitchenette, and going through the bags, I saw why he was embarrassed. He actually bought tampons? In way, I was almost impressed, since from my experience, moost guys wouldn't even go near them.

May 22nd , 2008, Outside Sokolov's Office

16:57

"So were just going to wait for this terminator to leave the building, then we're going to trail him back to wherever he goes to?"Ari asked. I nodded, checking the M4 I had with me. "Are these weapons going to be effective on it if we get in a confrontation?"

"No, probably not. I want a M82 with Raufoss rounds. That'll drop even a terminator. Either that, or modified bullets, with thermite."

"Why thermite?" Ari was scanning the street with binoculars. My eyesight being better than his, I didn't need them, but he insisted on getting me a pair anyway, which were currently tucked under the seat.

"It melts the terminator. They use coltan for it's endoskeleton, which is pretty heat resistant, but thermite burns hot enough to melt them into vapor."

"I see. Raven?"

"Yeah?"

"What if he's not here?"

"Then we wait until he does get here." I reloaded my M4, and waited, staring out the window.

"Great fucking plan..." I heard him grumble. I smiled to myself.

"You said you were former CIA. But your only twenty-five, so why aren't you still part of the CIA?" Ari shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"I got paid off." He mumbled.

"What do you mean?" He sighed, and turned to look out the window.

"When I was in the CIA, I was a assassin. I did the dirty work that the government couldn't publicly do. Anyway, while I was there, I had this one mission, extremely risky, you know, that kind of stuff. Anyhow, I got it done, but the wrong people found out who I was, so I had to end it. The CIA gave me a large sum of money, and told me to go underground. That was two years ago."

"I see. And how does your gun business tie into that?"

"I was actually supplying them to the CIA. Stolen guns that couldn't be traced anywhere, so they were good for the CIA to use."

"So in other words, the CIA is going to see that there was a struggle in your shop, and now they're going to try and hunt you down. Is that about right?"

"Yeah, most likely." He turned and grimaced slightly. "Sorry. It was a backup plan."

"Backup for what?"

"Remember, I thought you were kidnapping me. Or you were a foreign agent. You can never tell these days."

"Right." I watched him. He shifted uncomfortably, and turned to watch the street again. "You better not be informing the CIA of our location. I don't want to, but I will kill you if I have to."

"Have you ever killed anyone before?" He asked, a skeptical look on his face.

"Yes. Once."

"What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I shifted forward. "There it is." I pointed him out. The terminator walked into the building, behind a women, who looked familiar. "Who is that girl?"

"Which one?"

"The blond one." Ari focused on her.

"I don't know, I've never seen her before. Why?"

"I feel like I've seen her before. C'mon, lets move further down the street." Ari nodded. "In case we get in a confrontation with the terminator, I need to inform you of some stuff. First off, we won't be able to harm it too much with M4's, but aim for the eyes. If it can't see you, then you have a better chance of living. Secondly, if you've destroyed it's eyes, aim for its right temple. It's unlikely, but that's where the chip is located, so if a bullet manages to hit it, then it's done. Thirdly, if we manage to deactivate it, we need to destroy the body."

"Why?" Ari parked the truck, and pulled out a bag of chips.

"If the government gets ahold of it, they can reverse engineer it. We don't need to terminators to be popping up before Judgement Day, ones that Skynet will have control over."

"Doesn't Skynet control the ones sent back too?"

"Not this Skynet." Ignoring Ari's confused look, I pulled out a bar of chocolate. Hershey's.

"This is the part of being a assassin/spy that I hate."

"What?"

"Reconnaissance. It's so boring. Unless you have a way to make it more enjoyable." He turned and winked at me.

"No." I stated flatly. I watched him smirk out of the corner of my eye. "There it is." I pointed. The terminator walked out of the building, accompanied by two other large men, and another man, this one dressed in a business suit. Lastly, the blond girl followed, her long hair getting in the way of her face, and preventing me from getting a good look at her face. She was also dressed in a suit. The terminator guided her into the hummer.

"That's Sokolov," Ari pointed, at the man in the suit. "I'm guessing the girl and the guy are doing some sort of meet." We watched them climb into a hummer. Ari shook his head. "What do you think the chances are that the hummer is armored?"

"Pretty high. Let's go." Ari pulled the truck out, following behind the hummer about six cars ahead of us. "It looks like the terminator is a guard for the blond girl."

"A guard? Why would a terminator be sent back to guard a human?" Ari looked at me inquisitively.

"If they contribute something big to Skynet, then it'd make sense that Skynet would send agents back to protect them. Connor said something about that before I left."

"Yeah, that does make sense."

We had followed highway 40 about ten miles, before turning north on route 14 for about a mile. "Nice house." Ari commented. We were currently on a hill overlooking a mansion in the little town of Cedar Crest. I looked through the binoculars. The blond women had shed her business suit, and was now in a bikini, swimming in the pool in the back yard. Next to the pool was a bar, and a table, complete with four chairs. Her terminator guard was standing watch, scanning the surroundings.

"Where did Sokolov and his muscle go?" The binoculars were annoying, but they did help.

"Probably in the house. Based on the way the blond girl made herself at home, I would say it's her house. And there is Sokolov right now." We watched as he walked out of the house, and sat down in a pool chair, himself having shed his suit, and was now in a pair of swimming trunks, and a Hawaiian shirt. The blond girl gracefully climbed out of the pool, and joined him, sitting in another of the pool chairs.

"Dammit. Why does that girl either have her hair in her face, or she is facing away when she has it out of her face." Ari chuckled next to me, shifting soundlessly.

"It's called bad luck. Anyway, where do you think you know this girl from? The future, or here?"

"Right now I think." We both lapsed into silence as we observed the meeting. The girl climbed into the Russians lap, and playfully ran her hand down his chest.

"Some kind of meeting, huh?"

"Yeah." The terminator looked up at our direction for a moment, and then walked over to the girl, whispering something into her ear. She sat up straight, all playfulness gone. Ari's eyes widened as she gripped the Russians neck with her hand, and squeezed. We heard as Sokolov emitted a yell, before she snapped it. Sokolov's two guards ran around the house, only to be precisely shot by the terminator.

"Fuck! What the hell was that about?"

"We need to go." I told him. The blond girl looked up at our location, a feral grin on her face. My insides went cold as I recognized the girl. Cindy. I grabbed Ari's arm, and pulled him along, running down the hill.

"Raven, what the hell?" Ari yelled once we had gotten in the truck, his eyes wide as I screeched out onto the road.

"The terminator saw us. We need to get out of here." I looked in the rearview mirror. A black sedan was pulling out of the driveway, turning to follow us. "They're in the sedan behind us." Ari's head whipped around, seeing the sedan. I quickly accelerated, going at about eighty mph. The sedan easily caught up to us. "Ari, how good are you at shooting out a window of a moving car?"

His eyes narrowed as he realized what I was asking him to do. He undid his seat belt, and climbed through the back window of the truck, in the bed. Sitting down, he took careful aim, and shot out the front tire. "That work?" He asked, as the sedan swerved in the middle of the road, nearly clipping a passing car before coming to a stop.

"Yeah, thanks." Ari climbed back into the truck cab. "So, by your reaction back there, you figured out who the blond girl was. Who was she?"

"She was in New York, working at a Wal-Mart. I met her while I went to get some clothes." I slowed down a little, merging into highway traffic.

"Was this before or after you kidnapped me?" He smirked at me. Not impressed, I glared back at him.

"Before."

May 22nd , 2008, Motel Room.

23:01

"So what now? We're obviously not getting guns from the arms dealer." Ari had just gotten out of the shower, and was making some hot pockets.

"I don't know. Where else can I get guns? And we need to get rid of the truck."

"Why?"

"She will probably search us down. I think she knows who I am, or at least where I'm from. She's definitely in charge of the terminator, so-" I was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. Ari and I both looked at each other, before I grabbed my Desert Eagle, and walked over to the door, holding it out in front of me. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Ari had taken his M4, ready to shoot up anything that came through the door. Whoever was at the door knocked again, before they kicked down the door. Standing in the door was the terminator from before. It easily disarmed me, then took a taser from it's belt, and shocked Ari. Holding me up, it moved to the side, and allowed a familiar blond girl to enter the room.

She looked up at me, amused. "How about that date now Raven?" Cindy asked me, grinning.

So, anyway, please share your thoughts on this chapter. Next chapter will be longer :p