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The Girl	By : fandarkly Category: S through Z > Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles Views: 5547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They had been walking through the park for a few minutes. John wore the same clothes from the night before while Cameron had changed into a white t-shirt and another pair of jeans. She also had his over-shirt again, though due to the already warm morning she had taken it off and tied it around her waist by the time they reached the park. They walked along the concrete path that wound its way around the pond in the park's center, passing other people sitting on the benches that lined the walkway.

“So,” John asked after a little while, “How long have you lived in Detroit?”

“About three weeks. You?”

“A little over two months,” He hesitated for a moment before continuing. “My dad died before I was born, and my mom moved us around a lot, we never stayed in the same place for more than a few months. Never really learned how to stay in one place, not that I've tried.”

“I'm sort of the same. My Dad was an officer in the military, so I basically lived the life of an army brat. We'd spend, usually five months to a year at some base before moving to another one. Mostly in the States, though we did spend about five months in South Korea once, and a little over a year in Germany.”

“Siblings?”

Cameron shook her head. “Only child. You?”

“Yeah, the same. My mom had different... boyfriends.. over the years but they usually didn't last long, and only one of them was really serious, this guy in Nebraska. She almost married him, but,” John sighed, “then we just left again. Anyway, what about your mom?”

“Died when I was seven, car accident. Dad never really went out with anyone else. Still hasn't so far as I know, though we haven't spoken in a while so I can't be sure.”

“Um...”

“-why? I got pretty good grades in school and managed to land a full scholarship to Northwestern. However the day before I was supposed to get on a plane in Huston to go I drove to Santa Fe instead and got an apartment and a job at some convenience store. Daddy wasn't impressed. I've sort of... drifted around ever since. It can get kind of lonely but for the most part I like it. I mean, I guess I'll have to settle down sometime, but I'm young so what the hell. So, when did you decide to go solo?”

John was silent for a few moments before answering. “I didn't. She died a little over a year ago, leukemia.”

Cameron stumbled to a halt. John stopped a moment later, turning around to look at her.

“I'm,” she swallowed. “I'm sorry,” She shook her head. “Well I feel like an ass now.”

John stepped toward her, taking one of her hands into his own. “No your not, you couldn't have know,” He gently squeezed her hand and she smiled at him before lacing her fingers between his. A few seconds later they continued walking, now hand in hand.

“Anyway I spent a lot of my childhood moving around Latin America until my teens when we mostly stayed in the US. She'd get a job and I'd go to whatever school was nearby. After I graduated I worked too. Then she got sick and... and after I spent a few weeks being very drunk before I managed to pull myself together and,” he shook his head, “moved on somehow. And that's basically the abridged version of my life story.”

“Yeah, I guess I don't really have much to add either.” They walked in silence for a little while, though now it was a much more comfortable one.

“So now what?” John finale asked. Cameron extracted her hand from his, leaving the path to go over to a nearby tree, sitting beneath it facing the pond. After a moment John joined her. She took his hand again.

“Like I said, I haven’t planed that far ahead.”

“Do you want to... like, talk about something else?”

Cameron sighed. “I've never been very good at... making conversation. I've even tried practicing, but it's a skill I can't seem to master.”

John laughed. “I have similar problems. Usually I just sit there trying to think of something to say while things get awkwarder and awkwarder.”

Cameron snorted. “At least you can tell it's getting awkward. Honestly, most of the time I don't even figure that much out.”

They laughed, Cameron shifting closer to him and laid her head on his shoulder.

“So I'm not obligated to think up shit for us to talk about?”

“Well I can generally follow along if someone else starts the conversation, but no, I don't expect you to talk if you don't have anything to talk about.”

John sighed contentedly. “That's a relief. I think I'm starting to like whatever the fuck it is we're doing.”

“Right now we're looking at a pond. Maybe later we could go to a movie or something,” Cameron shifted again, laying her head down in his lap. John brought his hand to her head, gently running his fingers through her silk-like chestnut hair while his other hand rubbed her shoulder. He laid his head back against the tree and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander. He had been dozing for a while before he felt someone gently shaking his shoulder. He jerked awake, his eyes finding Cameron who was knelling next to him with a small smirk.

“I think I've had about enough park for now if you wanted to go do.. something else.”

“Okay, you mentioned a movie?”

Cameron nodded. “I did.”

“Right,” John brought her to him for a short kiss then broke away. A moment later she was in his lap kissing him back, this time sliding her tongue into his mouth, her hands cupping his face. John moaned as he felt himself start to harden against her crotch, his hands griping her ass. A second later Cameron ended their kiss.

“John, we're in a public park.”

John nodded. “Right.” Part of him vaguely wished she would start grinding herself against him.

“So as much as I appreciate it, maybe you shouldn’t have your hands on my ass.”

John nodded again. “Right,” His hands reluctantly left her rear to take up more respectable positions on her mid and upper back. “So, movie?”

Cameron nodded. “Right,” She gave him one final, fast kiss, then rose to her feet. John followed her, stretching out crammed muscles.

“Alright, it's about noon. My shift at the diner I work at starts at five, so we should have enough time to go to a movie. I don't think there's a theater nearby though. My truck is back at my apartment complex.”

John nodded. “Okay then,” Cameron took his hand and together they began walking back to her apartment.
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