Martin continued to scream out. The T-888 had stretched Martin's hand out toward Mikey. The man was using a pair of pliers to tear off fingernails. This had been going on for six different fingers now.

"Both of you are good soldiers. I'll give you both that. Hell, I wish you would switch sides, come work for me." Mikey stood up and walked back to the chair he had been sitting in before. "Just give me the information my boss wants." Martin moaned and Sarah just glared. "What causes your great hatred for my boss?"

"Besides it's trying to kill us and has sent you in here to beat me?" Martin coughed.

Mikey raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

"When I was younger, I was target for termination. Skynet sent a T-800 to kill me. My son sent a lone soldier to rescue me. We destroyed that machine. When my son was a boy, they tried again. You ask why I hate Skynet? It wants my son dead." Sarah looked at Martin. "Please forgive me, but I won't talk."

"I would be hurt if you did." Martin muttered.

"Well," Mikey stood up. "I am sorry about your son. Heaven knows I don't want to see anyone killed. However, I have my orders. I believe you when you say you won't talk, so hurting either of you any more is a waste of my time and energy. Kill them both."

The T-888 threw Martin to the floor, next to Sarah. The terminator walked towards them and raised its fist. There was a flash of red in its eyes before it brought its fist down. Sarah rolled to the side just in time as the fist crushed the floor where her head had been moments before. Moving faster then before, the Machine grasped Sarah by the throat and lifted her into the air. Gasping, Sarah began smacking the hand that was choking the life out of her.

Sarah wasn't sure who it was, but she heard someone scream out in pain. At first she thought it was Martin but she could still see him out of the corner of her eyes. He wasn't screaming. Then she thought that maybe it was she who was screaming. Yet that didn't make sense as if no air could enter her lungs then no air could exit them either. The triple-eight turned and Sarah could see that Mikey was on the ground. Stand behind him was Catherine. She was covered in blood.

Catherine's finger became long, skinny, and metallic in color. With a flick of her wrist, the T-1001 sliced through the hand holding Sarah. She fell to the ground gasping for air as the body of the triple-eight fell besides her. Its eyes flickered for a second before they dimmed and the terminator became terminated.

"Let's get a move on." Catherine said as her body returned to normal. "My son can no' wind of your son does no' win."

Sarah picked Martin up from the ground. His body was bleeding and his face was pale. He moved only a few steps before he collapsed onto the chair.

"No." Martin shook his head. "Go. Come back for me on your way out."

"Martin—"

"I said go, Connor." Martin pushed her away from him. "I'll be fine. Come get me as soon as you leave."

Sarah nodded and took a step back.

"This way." Catherine said. "John is in trouble."