Summary: What happens when Maura's life is threatened by an unknown and unstoppable enemy? AU Rizzles/TSCC
A/N: A brief second installment, kind of transitional. Look for a more action packed Chapter 3 this weekend.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They are all the property of their respective creators etc.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
It had been almost a year since John jumped through time, almost a year since Cameron had miraculously rebooted, almost a year and everything had changed. After rebooting it took Cameron a month to track Sarah down and it took her a month more to convince her that things were different now. John had left their timeline and in doing so took his legacy with him. For the first time in almost 18 years Sarah was free. She was free of the burden of Judgment Day and free of Terminators. Well, all but one.
Cameron stayed with Sarah under the pretense that it was possible, though not probable, that she was still in danger, if not from the Terminators then at least from the FBI. It took time for the duo to finally settle into a comfortable existence with each other but eventually Sarah's qualms about the Tin Miss vanished leaving her with a quite quirky and indestructible friend. The two passed the time however they saw fit, maintaining low profiles as they moved from city to city in order to evade the ever present FBI.
It was Sarah's conscience, however that finally drew them back into action. She'd seen a story on the news about a ball of lightening and a streaker outside of Boston and upon further investigation realized that someone else now carried the burden she'd long since shed. The weight of the world was once on her shoulders and soon it would be again.
It took the pair less than a week to get situated in a safe house and even less time to deduce the terminator's target: Anthony Francis Isles. The hard part was finding someone by that name in the city, that is, until Sarah finally stumbled upon the answer.
"He hasn't been born yet," Sarah yelled to Cameron. "Do a search for anyone with that last name in the Boston Area."
"Her," Cameron said pointing to a picture of one the best M.E.'s in the country. "We'll start with her."
…
"So Cameron," Maura said with a smile. "Are you new to the area?"
Cameron contorted her face into a Stepford-wife-like smile drawing a noticeable cringe from Jane. "We moved here last week, from Nebraska."
"Um Maura," Jane said through her teeth. "I need to use the ladies' room and I think you do too."
"Oh, um, excuse us," Maura got out before Jane dragged her away.
Cameron cocked her head and smiled wider as she watched the two women make their way to the facilities. As soon as the door closed behind them Jane turned, startling the M.E.
"What the hell is up with that kid?" Jane flung her arms out in exasperation.
"While I'll admit she seems a little different I don't think you should judge her after such a short amount of time. If I recall you were the one who invited her to join us."
Jane glared at Maura from her perch on the sink counter.
"If she's from Nebraska why doesn't she have an accent?"
Jane's over enthusiastic accusation registered loudly with Maura, causing a contemplative look to spread across her face.
"It's true that citizens of the Midwest tend to have a rather noticeable accent."
Jane leapt off the counter and pointed at the door. "You see! She lied! There's definitely something hinky going on with her."
"Hinky? What? Jane, just because you have suspicions about that nice young woman does not mean you can make up words."
"I- Maura! Come on," Jane pleaded.
The M.E. just smiled brightly and exited the restroom leaving Jane in her own stunned silence. The Detective took a minute to compose herself before returning to the booth and what she could only describe as the "Ultimate Google-Off."
Cameron and Maura were sitting across from each other throwing out fact after fact about lord knows what and for a moment all Jane could do was stare in disbelief.
"She's like a mini Maura," Jane thought to herself before picking up her beer and chugging the remaining contents. She slammed the empty bottle back on the table and took Maura by the arm.
"Well, drink's empty. Guess it's time to call it a night. Nice meeting you Cameron!" Jane made a beeline for the door practically dragging her best friend behind her.
"Jane! What on earth?" Maura eked out. "It was nice to meet you Cameron."
Cameron waited for Jane and Maura to leave the establishment before standing up and following them out. She watched patiently as they climbed in to the Detective's car, recording the make, model, and license plate number in her memory. She waited for Jane to start the car before crossing the street to where Sarah was waiting. "It's her," Cameron said as she took the keys to the truck from Sarah's hand and climbed in.
Jane didn't notice when Cameron walked out of the Dirty Robber after them. She didn't notice when she climbed into the truck parked 3 spaces back and she didn't notice when that same truck followed them all the way back to Maura's place, driving off only after the two of them disappeared inside.
"Look M, how many times do I have to say I'm sorry?" Jane whined. "There was something off about her I know it! I mean, really, how many real live Googles can there be in the world? Let alone Boston!"
This elicited a smile from the previously disgruntled M.E.
"While I'm inclined to agree with you I have to emphasize that under no circumstances do I condone your behavior tonight."
"Yeah, yeah. I get it."
"Good. Now help me find Bass, I picked up some fresh strawberries for him earlier and I think he deserves a treat."
…
Sarah and Cameron lingered outside Dr. Isles' house until they saw the lights go off inside and were sure no one else had followed the pair home.
"You think they're safe for the night?" Sarah asked staring out the window.
"The T-888 that's after them won't start looking into the possibility of his target as an unborn child for at least a few days. They are safe."
"Good. Let's go."
Cameron pulled away from Maura's neighborhood allowing only one minute of silence to pass before speaking.
"The Detective is suspicious."
Sarah rolled her eyes and shifted in her seat to face the terminator. "How did you act?"
"I ran my infiltration protocols."
Sarah laughed aloud which garnered her an intense glare from her companion. "Sorry, but I thought we'd discussed this? You don't run your protocols around me, correct?"
"I would not lie to you Sarah," Cameron stated.
"Listen girlie," Sarah began. "You're not human but when we're alone, just the two of us, I almost forget." Sarah reached across the front seat and rested her hand on Cameron's arm. "Act with her the way you act with me and everything will be fine."
The terminator looked at Sarah thoughtfully as she pulled the truck into their drive. "I have a plan."