A/N: Okay guys, this is the last chapter for the episode.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters or the show.

"Danny Dyson is a Gray?" John asked, incredulous.

"Well, probably not yet," Cameron corrected him.

"Why would he work for Skynet? Skynet is the reason his father is dead."

"Not necessarily," John Henry began.

"What? Of course Skynet is the reason his father is dead. It may not have been Skynet or a terminator directly, but it's because of Skynet that Miles Dyson is dead."

"I mean it's possible that Danny blames Sarah for his father's death. That destroying Skynet was the wrong choice. It's not logical, but humans are often illogical."

"Okay, maybe so, but there's a difference between blaming my mom for his father's death and working for the people my mom's been fighting for so long. You really think he could have that much hatred in him? I mean, he seemed normal enough."

"Often the most disturbed people seem normal at first," Cameron pointed out.

John couldn't help but think that maybe she was thinking of a specific example, but he digressed.

"What would they need him for? I mean, right now? Why's he so important?"

"I haven't discerned that yet. I am still working to decrypt all of the information. I am also working diligently to decrypt the information from the hard drives your mother and Derek Reese retrieved. It is suspicious how much encryption is involved, which makes me think that we're on the right track."

John thought on that for a moment. He wasn't sure what their next move should be, but he knew they were close to something.

"Okay, we'll look into Mercer, and if you could keep an eye out for him, that would help a lot. In the meantime, I think we need a separate safe house for the Dyson's. The one we have now is potentially compromised since we can't be sure that George McCarthy is finished with Kaleba. Plus, if they catch him, he'd be able to tell them where it is. And in light of this new information, I'd feel better if we had surveillance on the safe house. We need to be able to monitor Danny's activities, ensure that he isn't contacting anyone suspicious."

"That is a very good idea, John. We will sell the current safe house. Ms. Weaver has other safe houses which we can easily and quickly set up undetectable surveillance on. It will be ready by the end of the day. You can move them in then."

"Good. Also, if the house is being monitored, we won't have to worry about one of us being there at all times. We may actually get to live in our safe house."

"Yes, that would be ideal," John Henry agreed. Then he left John and Cameron to complete his objectives.

John impatiently returned to his breakfast, famished now. "Cam, this is really good, thanks."

She gave him a smile, "You're welcome. I'm glad you're enjoying it."

She's always doing stuff for me. I wish I could do more for her. I'll have to think about it and figure out something. And John did just that as he ate his breakfast and watched Cameron clean up the kitchen.

When Sarah woke up in the morning, she was surprised to see that the previously occupied spot on the floor was empty. She looked at the clock. 9:57. That's later than Sarah had slept in a long time. She got up and made her way to the full-length mirror. She observed her appearance, not sure what she was looking for. She noticed some smudging from the eyeliner that she rarely removed. Without thought, she reached up and wiped the smudges away. She couldn't help wishing that she had brought her rather limited supply of make up with her. Then she caught herself. Why does it matter? I still look fine. In fact, I pretty much look the same as yesterday, just with a little less eyeliner.

She shook her head and headed out to the living room. Just then, her cell phone rang. She tried to remember where she had left it, but Kyle's voice called from the kitchen. "It's right here." He held up the phone. She reached out her hands, he tossed it, and she easily caught it. She pushed the "Talk" button and held the phone to her ear. She heard the familiar code, then punched in the corresponding numbers. "John?"

John went straight to business. He kept his tone somewhat cold and distant. "I just spoke with John Henry. There are some things you need to know, but not until I see you. Can you meet me here?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Also, John Henry is securing a new safe house for Tarissa and Danny. You guys will be able to come back to the house. You won't have to be watching them all the time."

"Why would we have to watch them?" Sarah asked. She was surprised at his use of the word watched, instead of that of "protect" or "guard".

There was a palpable beat. "We'll talk about that when you get here."

And with that, he hung up, leaving Sarah on the line, giving her no choice but to do what he said.

She looked up to Kyle. "Where's Derek?" she asked, looking around.

"He's outside."

"Okay, I'm going to go out for a few hours. I'll contact you when I know more." And much like John did to her, she didn't give Kyle a chance to respond. She was gone in a second, out the front door to the truck.

Though John would love nothing more than to have Cameron by his side right now, making a statement to his mother, he wasn't that cold. Or stupid. So he had asked her to stay in the guest house while he brought Sarah up-to-date on the situation in the main house.

"So Danny works for Skynet in the future?" Sarah was trying to digest this, forcing herself not to jump up and go kill him.

"Yeah, apparently so. Unless it's a different list. Maybe potential Skynet allies?" John knew he was grabbing at straws and that being a potential Skynet ally wasn't much better than being an actual Skynet ally. "I don't know. But until he does anything that makes us doubt him, I say we help him. We try to make sure that he doesn't go down that path."

"What, John? Change his fate? We see how well that's worked out for you. For us."

John was surprised at his mother's cynical attitude. Granted, she wasn't the most positive, upbeat person, but she had always been insistent on their ability to change the future. 'No fate but what we make' and all of that. Maybe she's doubting herself now. Maybe she's doubting me.

"Well we have to try. We've changed things before. We can change this too. At the very least it means one last asset for Skynet. It may not be a big hit, but it'll still be a hit."

"I guess, John, but that's the last thing we need right now. After everything that's happened, to have someone else we can't trust."

"We can't trust anyone anyway. What does it make a difference if we add one more to the mix."

"There's a difference, and you know it. We are knowingly bringing dishonest people into our lives. It's not smart."

"Who are we talking about now? Because if this is about Cameron, I don't want to hear it. You're right, there's been a lot of lying over the past few months, over even the past year, but at the end of the day Cameron was the one I could trust. She may lie to me, but she's still the only one I can trust completely."

This hit Sarah more than anything else. "Are you saying you can't trust me?"

"Not the way I can trust her. You let your own bias get in the way, your own idea of what's right."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about. After Cameron went bad, you jumped at every chance to prove that I couldn't trust her, that we should destroy her. I could see it on your face. When you found out that she hadn't killed Riley, you were disappointed. You wanted it to be her. You wanted a reason to hate her. A reason to finally convince me that she needed to be destroyed. When in reality, you were just threatened by her. You were so used to be the only person I could depend on, you didn't want to share it. Well, I'll tell you now what I told Jesse then. Even if she had killed Riley, or if Jesse had been able to convince me that she did, I still wouldn't have destroyed her."

The look that emerged on Sarah's face was one of utter disgust. "You would have kept her around? You would have been able to live with the fact that she killed Riley?"

"I would have made myself live with it. Jesse did a pretty good job of making Riley seem like a threat. Cameron would have been completely justified at that point, at least from her point of view."

Sarah shook her head, trying to understand where her son was coming from, but coming up empty. Instead, she just turned around and started walking away. She called back, "I'll be at the safe house. Call me when the new one is ready."

John called after her. "You never give her credit. No matter how guilty Riley looked, no matter how hard Jesse tried, Cameron didn't kill her. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

Sarah didn't bother answering, she just continued out of the house.

When John walked back in to the guest house, Cameron could immediately see that things hadn't gone well.

"John? What happened? What did she say?" Cameron's voice was soaked in concern.

"Nothing, it's not important."

"No, you need to tell me. I promise I won't kill her," Cameron said, trying to lighten the mood.

Considering the conversation he'd just had, her joke didn't make it any better. In fact, it might have made things worse.

"I really don't want to talk about it." John hoped that she'd listen to him and let it drop. She usually did, he wasn't sure why she wasn't now. Thankfully, though, she did let it drop for now. Instead, she reached over and started massaging his shoulders. He instantly relaxed. However, this gesture brought on thoughts from earlier.

"Cameron, you do so much for me. I don't ever know how to thank you."

"That's easy, John. You say 'thank you'."

John chuckled. "You know what I mean. You help me so much, and I never get to help you."

"You help me John."

John had a feeling she was just trying to make him feel better. "Yeah, right."

Cameron immediately stopped massaging his shoulders and turned him to look at her. She stared straight into his face. "You help me John. Don't ever think that you don't. You've taught me about humanity. You explain things to me when I don't understand. You stick up for me. You believe in me. You love me. In all honesty, I think that I don't do enough sometimes. I'm not sure if I'm enough. I'm not sure I really understand what love is. You show it to me every day, and although the desire is there, the physical representations are often derived from what I've observed from others."

"That's fine, Cameron. That's how we all learn. At least at first. But then we learn together." John took her into his arms. "We'll help each other, okay?"

"Okay John. Okay."

When the call from John Henry came later on that day, John was impressed. By his calculations, it had only taken John Henry and Weaver a little over 3 hours to make sure the safe house was ready for the Dyson's. It doesn't hurt to have money, John thought to himself.

After John Henry sent a coded message with the coordinates to the new safe house, Cameron decoded it, then the two of them met the others at the old safe house and they all headed over.

When they arrived, they found a house much like the previous one. Fairly ordinary looking, three bedrooms, two bathrooms. This one, however, had a bigger living area and kitchen as well as a formal dining room and a pool out back.

Like they had found at their house, there were two cell phones and new identities for the two. John programmed the new phone numbers into his phone, relieved to see that Tarissa and Danny's phone already had everyone else's phone number programmed in.

He held up one of the phones. "If you need to leave, you call one of us and we'll come pick you up. There's surveillance around the perimeter and an alarm as well, so you should be safe." He didn't mention the surveillance inside the house, for obvious reasons. "If you have any problems, questions, or concerns, call me. Otherwise, for now, just try to relax. We're working on finding the guy who kidnapped you Danny, and from there we hope to find his bosses. There's food in the fridge, and cash on the table there. We're going to go home." John turned to leave, indicating that the rest should follow, then briefly turned back to the Dysons.

"Welcome to your new home."

A photo pops up on a computer screen. It's a photo of a man in his late 20s. He has dark hair and glasses. He's good looking, but not obviously so.

Words appear on the screen, giving instructions. A computerized voice reads out the words.

TYSON DAWES.

28 YEARS OLD.

LAST KNOWN LOCATION: MONTEBELLO, CA

PRIORITY: HIGH

FIND HIM. HE IS ESSENTIAL TO THE RESISTANCE. WITHOUT HIM, JOHN CONNOR WILL STRUGGLE TO FIGHT AGAINST US.

"Oh yes, I remember this one. I'll put my best guys on it."

AND WHAT OF GEORGE MCCARTHY? HAVE YOU FOUND HIM YET?

"Unfortunately no. My guess is he took his family and ran."

KEEP LOOKING.

"Yes, sir."

At Zeira Corp, John Henry is running many searches on names he has found in various files. Some from the intelligence he obtained in the future, others from the files Sarah and Derek had brought him.

Other screens show footage from the Dyson safe house, still others show traffic camera footage. One of the searches pops up. It's Tyson Dawes.

NOTE: This story is continued in Episode 5: An Open Mind.