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Time Heals all Wounds	By : angiewacker Category: S through Z > Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles Views: 2960 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Babe you don’t look so well. You need something to drink? Can I get you anything?” Derek's voice was tired, but filled with concern.
Enve kicked off her boots as she stood to unbutton her pants, “Some OJ would be great, I think my sugar is taking a downward slide. Been a rough couple days.”
“I’ll be back in a bit, just try and relax. If you need a shower there’s a bathroom across the hall that John and I share. Do you want something to eat?” Derek stood in front of Enve, watching her carefully. Enve shook her head as Derek turned to walk out the door.
Derek closed the door quietly behind him, walked downstairs and into the hornet’s nest that was the kitchen.
“Who the hell do you think you are bringing a pregnant woman into this house? She’s a goddamned liability Derek! We can’t be taking care of or worrying about her while we are on watch for the machines!” Sarah jumped on Derek like a lion on a gazelle.
John spoke up, “Sorry Derek, I had to tell her we brought extras home from the academy, better she know than just find random people in the house.” John looked like a kid torn between sides, knowing he wanted to be on Derek’s side but forced to side with his mother.
“Look, I’ll take full responsibility for her. She’s a medic, one of John’s best, his personal medic. We could use one on hand since Charlie is working his job and has a wife.” Derek poured a large glass of orange juice from the jug in the fridge, staring Sarah down, turned and walked out.

Enve woke screaming, as a cold hand laid across her swollen belly. She pulled away from the hand, falling out of the bed onto the hardwood floor. It was staring at her, it’s head cocked as if evaluating her. Enve reached for a sidearm that wasn’t there.
“Are you going to kill me?” Enve sputtered out between heaving air into her lungs. It was the one that was always with Connor, his pet, the one he always listened to and people questioned. Enve had seen that face often in her years working for/on Connor.
“No. You’re valuable, with your knowledge of medicine. And John trusts you. I can’t kill you, John wouldn’t like that since you carry his cousin inside you. Two months, 15 days.”
The bedroom door bursts open behind It, Derek with a .45 in hand, drawn at the ready, John behind him, Sarah behind John.
Derek holsters his gun, taking the glass of juice from John, handing it to Enve.
“Did you touch her? Did you hurt her? So help me god if she is hurt I will end you Cameron.” Derek was yelling at Cameron, as John helps Enve into a chair in the bedroom.
“Yes I touched her. Hurting her was not intentional if I did. I was curious as to why she looks different from last I saw her.” The answer was cold, without emotion, without life.
“John, get her out of here now before I end her! Get the fuck out of here!” Derek was emotional, angry, worried, fearful.
“Should I call Charlie? Get her a doctor?” Sarah’s factual hard tone cut the tension in the room like a knife.
Enve waved her off, “Thank you but no. I can care for myself.” Sarah nodded, shutting the door behind her.

Sarah tracked John and Cameron outside, they were talking quietly. “Why did you say she looked different from when you last saw her? Obviously you know her so care to fill me in?”
Cameron turned to Sarah “She is Hospital Corpsman Chief Petty Officer Enve Granger, United States Navy. Chief Granger is John Connor’s personal physician in the future, and the best medic the Resistance has. Chief Granger looks different from last I saw her in the future, since she carries her husband’s child inside her. She will give birth in roughly two months and 15 days.”
“Husband? Who's the father of her unborn child? Is he a target we have to locate before some machine kills him for the benefit of her?” Sarah always had some pointed questions brewing, that was for sure. John blew out a held breath.
Cameron cocked her head like she always did when someone asked her a question with an obvious answer. “Yes, Chief Granger is married, although in secret. No, we do not need to acquire her husband. The father of her child is her husband.” Cameron walked away, leaving Sarah staring at John, looking for an answer.
“Mom, the answer to both your questions is Derek. She’s his wife, and it’s Derek’s baby she’s pregnant with.”
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