A/N: Thanks for reading everyone!

TK-MR - Lol I see you agree with everyone on the wiki... Well you're part of the wiki so it makes sense lol.

vfergus - Thanks! I aim to please. I might change that line, and even if I don't thanks for the suggestion! Yeah I hope for a continuation too, but Lena is pregnant! I'm happy for her, but sad for us as no filming could possibly happen till the end of 2010! Kinda sux.

olischulu - Yeah we had a LONG conversation about that kind of stuff on the wiki (dealing with a more current microfic challenge which dealt with Jamsex). We all agreed in the end. The last microfic was just for kicks and if I were writing an actual fic it would be a lot longer and definitely more focused on their emotions. But I can see where you are coming from and I totally understand. Glad you found the ending entertaining! :)

DragonSeraphin - Glad you found the last entry funny, it was fun to write and a lot of people on the wiki got a kick out of it too, especially the alternate ending and the new mission part. Thanks for your continued support! But as I said before writing is slowing down for many reasons so entries are going to get more scarce. :(

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***Notice: Cameron is a bit OC (out of character)***

Microfic #12, by mshig11

Originally posted on November 8th, 2009

John looks at the piece of work that he's just finished and wonders if it will mean anything to her. He wonders where he even got the idea to give his cyborg protector a picture of them from school in a homemade picture frame. He just felt that it was something that he should do, his intuition maybe? It doesn't really matter, the fact is that his gut wants him to give her a gift. As a peace offering? To show that he was sorry for the whole Riley incident? To try and mend their strained friendship? Well for whatever reason John was ready to give that gift to Cameron... but how? Should he just give it to her or leave it somewhere creative for her to find, like in her dressing cabinet perhaps. Maybe he could give her hints till she could guess what it was or he could wrap it up and see what she does. "Screw it," he says to himself as he gets up from his seat, gift in hand.

Walking out of his room and looking up and down the hall for any sign of Cameron, when he finds none he quickly checks each room. Finding that all the rooms are empty he slowly walks down the steps to the first floor.

And sure enough Cameron is standing by the window overlooking the driveway. He tries to silently take her by surprise, but her terminator senses are too keen.

"Did you need something John?" She ask with her back still facing him, then turning around to hear his response.

"Not exactly but, I made you something," he said more nervously than wanted.

She can easily tell he is nervous, his heart rate and blood pressure are higher than normal, he is breathing more rapidly, licking his lips more frequently and he's slightly sweating.

"Why are you nervous? You know you don't have to be nervous around me," she tries to assure him.

"Yeah, um here... hope you like it," he says while handing her the gift.

She looks at the picture and the frame that John made, a small smile creeps across her face. Her next move is completely unexpected as she throws the gift to the side, shattering the glass of the frame into hundreds of pieces against the wall.

John is taken back by the sudden action, "Whoa! What was that for Cameron?" He ask.

She walks up to him and pulls him into a tight hug.

"Because I want to show you that I don't need a gift to know that you're sorry," she says softly.

"Uh, so you're not mad at me?" He inquires as he is awkwardly hugged by his protector.

"No John I'm not, I love you there is no point in being angry at you." She looks up at him with her doe eyes. "Do you love me John?" She ask innocently.

John's throat suddenly becomes very dry at the question and he looks frantically around the room trying to find something to stare at besides her eyes.

She looks down when he doesn't give any signs of responding, she slowly releases her hold on him and takes a couple of steps back. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed that you still care for me," she says very dejectedly looking down at the floor as if it was her only friend left in the world. "I wish I got to say goodbye."

"Say goodbye to wh-who?" He ask shakily.

She looks back up, her eyes lachrymose. "To John, the one who explained things to me, the one who looked out for me, the one who trusted me, the one who cared for me, the one who was my friend... the John that loved me."

She continues, "But he's gone now. He died the day after his birthday. I didn't even get to say goodbye. I only have my memories of him now and a person who looks like him, sounds like him, smells like him, but is noting like him."

She pauses, and John still couldn't think of what to do or say.

"He was nice, you're insensitive, he was caring, you're inconsiderate, he was thoughtful, you're rash. He loved me, you hate me, he stood up for me, you blame me, he was my only friend, you're not."

"He's gone and I'm left here with YOU!" She yells at him.

Cameron then walks out of the room leaving John to his thoughts.

A couple of seconds pass before John fully realizes what just happened. "Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, what did I just do?" He ask himself. "Wait Cameron come back!" He yells after her.

She doesn't respond and just keeps walking.

John runs after his cyborg protector only wanting to make thing better between them again.

"Cameron! Please just hear me out."

She suddenly stops walking and turns around to face John with an emotionless mask covering her face.

"Cameron I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I've been such a fucking prick," He starts.

"I was being selfish, I was just thinking about myself and not about everyone else." He swallows slowly, "I wasn't thinking about you, I wasn't thinking about how my actions affected you, I wasn't thinking about how I said things to you and I wasn't thinking about how you felt. All of that was so stupid of me, and you shouldn't of had to put up with all that bullshit. I'm sorry you had to deal with all that crap. You know all that time you're the only thing I could ever think about, I even started comparing everyone else to you. When I'd see someone I would think of how much better you were compared to that person, you're smarter, stronger, faster, more agile, better looking, better dressed, nicer, friendlier, funnier, cuter, how you were always so much better than they were not matter what."

"And Riley, she was a mistake. A huge fucking mistake, I should've faced my feeling instead of running away from them. I was trying to back at to you for saying what you said, and now I see how stupid it was of me. You were just trying to protect me, to keep me safe from you and I completely over reacted and started doing very stupid things. Very stupid things. I shouldn't of tricked you, I shouldn't of run away from you, and now I really wish I didn't."

Cameron looks him up and down for any signs of deception, she finds none.

"Cameron I don't think it's possible for me to hate you, I was just being such a douche that I was harsh and uncaring, that should of never happened. I should of kept my self in check, I should of realized that I was hurting you. That's the last thing I want to do, I care for you Cameron. I care for you so much, it hurt to see you sad. It hurts to see you being mad at me, but I deserve it, I did things that I knew would hurt you and... I'm sorry, I can't begin to tell you how horrible I feel for what I've done. I'm just so sorry and if I could change things I would, but I can't what happened, happened no matter how much I hate it."

"I know I haven't been showing it but, Cameron you mean the world to me. No you mean more than the world to me. You're everything to me, you mean more than life its self. And I don't want to lose you, I never want to lose you."

"I hope that you can forgive me, I hope that I haven't messed thing us so much that you can't love me. I hope that I can still be the John I need to be for you. And whatever you decide even if it's not to ever speak to me again I will honor your wish. I will do anything for you Cameron, anything even if it means that I'll never see you again."

He hesitantly pulls her into a hug, he's relived that she lets him. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I hope that you can still love me, I hope that I can be that John again. I hope that I didn't ruin things between us, I hope that we can at least be friends, I hope that I'm good enough for you. I hope that things can at least go back to how they were before the bomb. I hope that you will at least except my apology, I hope that I can care for you again. I hope that you know that I love you, that I always did and always will." He finishes as he caresses her face for possibly the last time.

In one final attempt he remembers a conversation they had so long ago. John gently places his thumb on her lips and slowly slid it down till her lower lip sprung back to its normal place.

A small smile forms on her lips, "John..." She finally hugs him back, "I've missed you," a huge wave of relief floods over John at these actions and he releases a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I've missed you too Cameron, I don't know what I was thinking," he admits.

"That was effective, when you touched my lips, I liked it." She states to John.

"I'm glad it was," he says as he leans his forehead against hers. "I love you Cameron, I love you so much."

"I love you to John," she makes her point by leaning in and giving him a long passionate kiss.

"I'm sorry for breaking your gift. I was just trying to make a point," Cameron whispers to him with her face nestled on his neck.

"I know Cameron, I know," he reassures her.

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