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Cameron regarded the college student and lowered the shotgun until the buttstock rested on the floorboards. "I will take you to a safe place. Then I will deal with the Reese Brothers." "Deal with them" Sarah tempted. "Yes." Cameron put her head to the side. "They will be terminated." Sarah held up her hands in defense and stared wide eye at the calm woman. "I can't be a part of this...whatever the Hell this is." She couldn't understand how Cameron acted so casual and nonchalantly like this was going to the grocery store for milk. Cameron straightened up at this and argued, "You will not be. This is my mission." "Mission" Sarah repeated. Now she noted hints of frustration on Cameron's features. "We do not have time to discuss every detail." Cameron's finally held emotions that showed her patiences were thinning. She moved towards the front door. "It is time to go." Sarah clenched her hands and now realized she still had the movie in her left hand. She looked down at it and stared at Will Smith in front of endless rows of white robots. She lifted her head and stared at Cameron, who waited at the door. Cameron grabbed the doorknob but didn't open the door. She waited for Sarah to make her decision. She mentally recalled her secondary plan if Sarah Connor didn't agree to her current plans. "If I go with you," Sarah prompted, "do I come back here, to college" "Yes." Sarah couldn't measure any deceit or lie in the simple word or tone. She figured she may be able to tag along for a ways then make a run for it. Despite Cameron swore not to hurt her, she just didn't believe somebody who carried six guns and a shotgun without the intent to heavily use them. Sarah set aside her thoughts then faintly nodded. She approached Cameron. Cameron glanced down at the rental movie once Sarah was in reach. She held out her hand in hidden signal for the movie. She was given it and briefly looked at the case. She lowered her head to one side at the movie's title but made no comment. Instead, she opened the door and left but made sure to put the movie away in her pack. Sarah quietly followed her would-be protector. She wasn't sure what to think or believe, but she knew that she was in a lot of trouble, regardless. She glimpsed down at the shotgun in Cameron's hand. She would bet that Remington 870p combat shotgun could put a hole in somebody's stomach. Cameron led her charge back to the motorcycle. She briefly put the bag on the bike and pulled out a black leather jacket from right hard saddlebag. She slipped it on then turned Sarah. "Can you put on the pack" Sarah looked from Cameron to the filled bag. She was nervous about it but nodded. She then took it and adjusted the straps over her shoulders. Cameron made adjustments to her helmet then held it out to Sarah.
Sarah was confused by this and peered up at Cameron. "It should fit you now." Sarah accepted the helmet and briefly stared at it in disbelief. But she finally put it on, and it was a perfect fit. Cameron climbed onto the bike but first clipped up her hair so it'd be under control in the wind. She retrieved the key from her left pocket then started the bike. Sarah got on behind the older woman and sat down. First she adjusted her satchel purse on her right hip then propped her feet on the bars. But the bike slightly rolled from Cameron getting the kickstand, and she had to grab Cameron's hips for support. Cameron sat down but used her legs to back up the motorcycle and get it turned around in the alleyway. She had it pointed back out and throttled the engine to make sure it was ready. Sarah had creases in her brow as she considered how in the world a small woman, like Cameron, could handle such a large Harley Davidson that had to weigh at least eight hundred pounds. Cameron put the motorcycle into gear and swung her feet up from the ground. She rolled out of the alleyway and into the dark streets at nearly two in the morning. She didn't care about her bike's noise and increased the throttle. Sarah held onto the older woman with both arms. She chided herself for getting too physically close to her would-be protector, yet she found Cameron's warmth needed against the cold tonight. Cameron stayed focused on her task at hand to get Sarah to safety and complete her mission. She had a certain destination in mind that was about a twenty to twenty-five minute drive from her former apartment. Sarah listened to the engine's constant growl that made her head bob forward, but she jerked her head up. She couldn't let herself fall asleep like this despite how it was so late. Yet slowly, Sarah lowered her head down to Cameron's shoulder and rested her cheek on soft leather. Cameron sensed the college student's slumped form against her back. She could tell Sarah still held her waist well, but she grew concerned Sarah could fall off at a turn. When she finally approached a left turn at an intersection, she freed her left hand and put it to Sarah's lower back. Cameron continued to do this maneuver until the trip brought them to Los Angele's port. She scanned the area as she slowly drove the bike down West Harry Bridges Road. Sarah finally stirred and lifted her head from Cameron's shoulder. She blinked a few times and realized she'd actually dozed off. She groaned for being that dumb. "We are almost there," Cameron mentioned. "Where's there" Sarah inquired. Cameron didn't answer and instead made a left onto South Fries Avenue but made another left at Pier A Street. She followed it until it intersected with Pier A Plaza, and she veered to the right into a large paved lot that was loaded with shipping containers.
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