It was nearing midnight when Pops began to stir in his sleep. Robin's eyes flashed open, it was not the first time he did this, it was the ninth time actually, and now she was going to get some answers. Pops eyes squeezed tighter, as his hands gripped tightly to the sheets.
''Pops!'' Robin cried out, as she held their daughter towards her chest. Their was tears forming in Robin's eyes, as she moved backward, as Pops decended forward, a gun in his hand.
''Stop this!'' She yelled, clutching Prue closer, as Pops drawled his gun at them. ''he cant,'' a familiar voice filled with disdain replied, stepping out from the shadows, to reveal John Connor.
''What did you do to him!'' Robin Demanded, as John motioned for Pops to stop, which he did, but his gun still leveled at his daughter and Robin.
''I just made a few alter-rations in his programming,'' He smirked, as he walked over to the daughter and mother. ''Where is Sarah and Kyle and Josh?'' Robin asked.
John smirked, and moved aside, and Robin gasped at what she saw. Sarah, Kyle and Josh were dead, lying in their own blood. ''No!'' Robin sobbed, as John ordered Pops to continue.
''Kill them,'' John said, as Pops leveled his gun at them. ''Pops! No!'' Robin yelled, just as he fired, and both Mother and Daughter fell dead onto the ground, a small pool of blood started to form, as John smirked evily.
''No!'' Pops yelled, his eyes flashing open as he took deep breaths, as Robin gently touched his arm. ''Pops,'' she whispered. ''everything's ok,'' she smiled, as Pops turned to look at her, his eyes filled with fear.
Before Robin could ask what was wrong, Pops pulled her into a hug, causing her to yelp in surprise, as he hugged her to his chest.
''Pops, what's wrong?'' She asked, as He finally let go. ''I had a nightmare,'' He admitted, as he whipped the sweat from his face. ''I thought you don't sleep?'' She questioned, Pops shook his head. ''We can if we want to.'' He admitted, as he looked at her.
''What was this nightmare about?'' Robin asked, gently stroking his head, as he laid his head down on her lap. ''I-I,'' He tried to say, but couldn't bring himself to do it.
''You what?'' She asked. ''I was re-programmed by John to kill,'' He paused once more, as Robin gently rubbed his arm. ''Kill who?''
Pops looked at her. ''You and Prue.'' He admitted, and Robin frowned finally understanding what he was going through. ''That will never happen.'' She said, trying to comfort him.
''It did happen,'' Pops said, and Robin raised an eyebrow. ''It did?'' She said, ''When?'' Pops took a deep breath before speaking.
''In the other timeline,'' he admitted. ''It was a t-850 model.'' He explained. ''And he was taken over by a T-X, and almost killed John. Because of what The T-X did.''
Robin didn't know what to say, but she gently rubbed his back, and kissed his cheek, before pulling him up into the bed.
''Pops,'' She said. ''That is never going to happen to you.'' She reassured him. Pops swallowed but nodded. ''I love you,'' He smiled, kissing her lips. ''I love you too Pops.''