Author: Passion Akatsuki Nika L PM
Takes place after the movie T2. After John saw his Terminator sacrifice himself, he feels he will never be able to cope with the depression that weighs on his shoulders. But what if John has another chance,to meet the T-800 once again.. first fanfic!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Hurt/Comfort - John Connor & The Terminator - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,871 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 01-01-12 - Published: 08-06-11 - id: 7260198
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Disclaimer: I dont... own...T2... :/
Tim fist-pumped the air as John neared to the car. He stopped and looked at John, a thought coming to his head.
"What about your mom?"
John slowed down and turned around to look at Tim. He already made up his mind.
"I'm planning on leaving her behind, I already know that she'll try to stop me... I'm just going to grab some food, some cash.."
He jerked his head in the direction of Tim's motorcycle. "Got enough gas?"
Tim smirked. "Just enough."
John nodded approvingly. Right. As they both stopped just yards from the car, John held up his hand. Dawn was slowly approaching, and he knew he didn't have much time.. He knew his mother, who was sleeping in the front seat, would be stirring soon. He swore silently.
Tim tapped his shoulder. "Dude?" John sighed, as sad as it was, and tempting, they would have to make a dash the next night, during the day they had more of a chance of getting caught.
"We'll have to do this tonight, ok? We might get caught if it's in the morning.." Tim sighed, disappointment radiating from him. John quirked an eyebrow. It seemed that Tim was even more excited than him.. probably for the thrill of it... John thought wearily.
"Can you meet me back here at 10 PM?"
"Yeah... But how are you going to deal with your mom?" John bit his lip.
"Easy as pie, I'll just sneak out when she falls asleep.." His voice faded as they both knew that John's mom was not known to be a heavy sleeper, it was only luck that this time John was able to sneak out.
Tim patted John's back sympathetically. "Good luck bro, I gotta go, see ya tonight." With that Tim left, leaving John to deal with his mother, who was now out of the car and calling John's name.
"John? John Conner! Where are you?"
His mothers voice was strained and full of worry. One time John would have thought that she was actually being the mother all mothers should be like, when it only turns out it was just because John would be the savior and blah, blah, blah... Annoyance twinged within John as he put on a hurried face and went to his mother.
"Right here mom. Relax. Had to use the restroom." John rolled his eyes when Sarah rushed over and pulled him in a tight, quick embrace, to pull back and to glare at him.
"Don't you ever, ever, leave my sight again, do you understand, John Conner? You know what might happen if-"
John shrugged out of her grip, "Yeah, yeah, whatever, mom." He didn't need her going off again...
Soon it was getting late, and John still had no idea how to sneak out without Sarah catching him. Thankfully his mother decided not to travel anywhere to take a break and restock on food and supplies... where John knew some of those things he would be stealing..
It was 10:23 pm, and John glanced at his mother, who was still keeping watch outside. She turned to return his gaze, and narrowed her eyes. John quickly shifted his gaze away, not wanting to arouse her suspicion. What's wrong with looking at your own mom anyway?
John closed his eyes, trying to pretend to fall asleep, and hoping his mother would soon retire to sleeping as well. Tim would have to wait a bit. John crossed his fingers and prayed that his friend could be patient.
Finally, around 11:50, John finally heard his mother's breathing deepen, and he slowly moved from his 'bed' to look at his mother. Yup, finally sleeping. John quickly snuck over to the trunk and grabbed some food and some money to store in his wallet. He flinched as the car squeaked a bit as he gently closed the trunk door. His mother, thankfully, just stirred. John hurried on to the place where he would meet Tim, his heart pounding with excitement. He knew that, obviously, what he was doing was wrong, but if it was the T-800... John knew he would be looking forward to maybe, just maybe, meeting his old friend again.
Tim greeted him quietly, and they both clambered onto the motorcycle. Tim revved the engine. "Ready John?"
Alright! I decided to update twice today cause I felt bad about how short Chapter 2 was...