The alarm had been blazing for the last twenty minutes. John had Derek had taken off at a full run. The people they passed in the hall were panicking. John couldn't blame them. This was the second call to arms in one day.

"John." Derek said quickly as he shoved a door open. "What is going on here?"

"I don't know, Derek." John stepped out into the courtyard. The soldiers were rushing in every direction. Officers were trying to organize their ranks. "I'm from the past, remember? You have been here longer than I have."

"Yeah." Derek said as he looked down at his rifle. He switched the safety off the weapon. "Guess I should ask someone else."

"Yeah." John said with a chuckle. He reached out and grabbed a soldier who was running by. "Hey! What the hell is going on?"

"Let me go, I've got to—" The soldier's face pales as he realized who he was talking to.

"Privet! This is General John Connor. You sure as hell better show him some damn respect." Derek said as he stepped forward and stood directly behind John.

"Sirs!" The soldier saluted. "I don't realize…I'm…sorry."

"Soldier, do you want to tell us what is going on?" Derek asked.

"Sir," The soldier looked around nervously. "Um…we're not sure what is going on. We haven't been told anything, just to get ready. Honestly, we're really scared that this is the second time today this has happened. Someone said we already have suffered one wounded. They are bring her in now."

"Alright, report to your unit." John said with a dismissive nod of his head.

The soldier saluted and ran off.

"What do you think?" Derek asked.

"I think we need to see who is wounded. Figure out what is going on there. If the Machines are coming, we need to know."

"Agreed." Derek licked his lips. "What is left of the 132nd is near the medic tents."

"Come on."

John and Derek moved quickly through the courtyard. Derek began shoving soldiers out of his way as the crowds began growing in numbers. As they came closer to the medical tents, John was shocked to find an undisciplined crowd that was moving in. Derek began throwing people out of the way as he loudly announced John's presence.

"Hey, what is going on right now?" Alison said as she joined John and Derek.

"These poor excuses for soldiers are not letting us through. Alison, round up the others and help us keep this mob at bay." Derek snapped.

"Roger that, sir." Alison took off.

A few moments later, Alison returned with Kyle and the others. Between the seven of them, they were able to clear a path to the front of the growing mob. There were a few soldiers attempting to keep the others at bay but John could see they were looking this fight.

"Derek!" John said.

"On it, General." Derek turned to his brother. "Kyle, reinforce those men over there. Alison, take the right side. Keep these people back."

John nodded his head and walked up to the tent. A guard met him and quickly explained what was going on. John left the soldier orders to get on the radio and tell Command to get over to the hospital tent on the double. The mob was getting out of control and it was going to take a lot of manpower to get them to leave and return to their ranks.

Moving into the tent, John found a fairly organized. The front part of the tent was much like a waiting room. There was a desk where a nurse was sitting. In front of her was a stack of papers. Behind her was the flaps of a divider that John guessed led back to the doctors and surgery.

"Excuse me, ma'am." John said walking up to the desk. "I'm General John Connor, Command. Can you tell me about the wounded woman who just came in."

The nurse looked up before saying, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid that I don't have a lot of information to give you. It looks like she might have stepped on one of our mines. Her leg was blown off, sir."

John nodded his head. "So we are not under attack?"

"Honestly, sir, I don't know. You might want to talk with her friend. She is right over there."

John turned around to find Catharine Weever sitting on a chair. Thanking the nurse, John made his way over to the terminator and sat down next to her. The T-1001 didn't blink as he sat down. She didn't even look at him.

"She is in there." Catharine said. "She is probably going to die. I calculated her odds of live at less the three percent when they finally took her to surgery. I'm no' sure why I care. I could have just terminated her and come here on my own."

"You're not Skynet."

"But I was created by Skynet. I'm a terminator. I was designed to kill. I felt pity for her, John. She is my friend." Catharine turned to look at him. "Terminators are no' suppose to have friends. We are no' suppose to feel pity. I think I'm broken."

"Listen to me, Mrs. Weever." John licked his lips. "There is nothing wrong with you. Cameron was beginning to grow beyond her programing as well. I think you might be evolving. You've learned how to ignore your programing to do what you want. It doesn't mean you are broken. You, Cameron, John Henry. You are all very special."

Catherine nodded her head. "Thank you, John."

"Listen, I know your friend is fighting for her life right now, but I need to know what has happened. The nurse said that your friend stepped on a landmine. Is this true? Are we under attack?"

"Not yet. Britney did step on the mine, but there is more to the story. Someone has cleared your southern border of its defense. You have a Gray among your soldiers. My guess is that Skynet will make its move very soon." Catherine turned her head towards the front of the tent. "These humans will no' make it, John. We need to get my son and return to our time."

"John Henry is here. We have him safe and sound in our bunker."

"Good," Catherine stood up. "Then we need to get him and leave, now."

Before John could respond, the flaps to the tent were pulled open and Ellison walked into the tent. Behind him was Savannah and Lauren. John stood up just as Savannah broke into a run and threw her arms around Catherine.

"Mom!" Tears were flowing from Savannah's eyes. "I've missed you."

Catherine looked at John for a moment. She seemed slightly startled by her daughter's reaction. Slowly, however, the terminator returned the hug and stroked her daughter's hair.

"She has always been the optimist in our little family." Ellison said with a smile. "She was the only one who never lost hope of seeing you and John again. She missed her mother very much. It is good to see you again, Mrs. Weever."

"Thank you, James for watching over my daughter." She glanced at Savannah. "Do you know what I am?"

"They told me when I was old enough to understand." Savannah ended her embrace and smiled. "You were my mother. I get that you are different from all of us, but all I can see is my mother. I wish you would have been there to tell me yourself."

"Then, when the time is right, I will tell you." Catherine smiled. "I promise that I will return to my time and I will never leave your side again."

John cleared his throat and looked around at the members of Command. "Ok, we do have a situation. Mrs. Weever believes that we will be in for an attack at any moment. It seems that there are traitors among us. Our defenses have been sabotaged. We need to move all of our forces to their positions now." John crossed over to the flap of the tent and shouted, "Derek, get in here."

"If we are in for an attack, we need to get control of this mob now." Lauren said quick as she jerked her thumb towards the open flap that Derek was pushing through.

"Right." John said. "Here is what we are going to do. We need to move everyone into position now. Lauren, go find Martin. Let him know that he is returning to active duty. He is a soldier that is very respected around here. Get him to deal with this crowd. He is going to take command of our northern forces. Derek."

"Sir." Derek said as he moved into stand closer to John.

"Take what is left of your unit and move to the southern defense. You are going to have total command of the south. Congratulations on your promotion. It must be a very proud day for you, General."

"John, are you sure?" Derek ask. "There are more seasoned officers here. They will not take too kindly to my promotion."

"I don't care." John said. "I need people that I can trust. Right now, the people who I trust all belong to Command. So, Derek, you are going to act as the commanding officer of our southern defense. Move what manpower you can in that direction. We are in a state of confusion and are defenseless according to the report I am getting from Catherine. If I were Skynet, I would strike now."

"Sir." Derek said quickly. He turned and rushed out of the tent.

Lauren gave John a nod before she too took off to find Martin. It left John, Catherine, Savannah and Ellison.

"John." Ellison said. "Your mother wanted me to give you something should she pass away before she could give it to you herself."