{An impatient tug to her jacket zipper the only tell she was biting her tongue, she hustled her ass across the camp's open space and --

-- into the mess tent, pivoting on her heel, exhaling in relief at finding herself, at least for the moment, alone. How in the hell --

-- was she supposed to do this particular dance? Have John Connor's back for this trip to Naval Command, and not tell him she thought --

-- he was making a mistake? Try and reassure Savannah Weaver, pregnant with John Connor's child in the middle of this shitstorm, --

-- that this trip mattered, that it was /important/ when she didn't believe it herself. Protecting Derek Reese because the thought --

-- of anything happening to him made her want to burn through Skynet's army singlehandedly. Tapdancing around the truth. --

-- Tapdancing around the metal in camp. Hopefully neither John Connor or Derek Reese could tell she was making up the steps as --

-- she went along. Knowing she didn't have long before #Connor and #Derek were up and at 'em, jaw working as she tried to reconcile --

-- what she wanted to say with what would actually be heard when John Connor asked for her thoughts on this damn meeting. --

-- She'd do her level best to keep them safe. That was all she could do. Keep them safe and make sure John Connor was front and --

-- center to witness the birth of his child. But first... First there would be blueberry pancakes.} John Connor Derek Reese

{Lips tugging up in a grin, she gazed warmly Derek Reese, nodding firmly.} I'd agree with that... x.com/BPRP_Minion/st…

Everyone talking about how things will shift. It's bullshit. {Checking her pack one last time, she shot Derek Reese a smile, --

- eyebrows raised.} Don't get me wrong. Savannah having Connor's kid. That's /incredible/... And it's going to give everyone inside these -

-- walls a taste of hope. When's the last time we had something so /normal/ happen here? {snorting} Granted, most mothers to be aren't --

-- looking to metal as their coach, but hey. Whatever works. {Working the zipper, she dropped the pack to the floor, turning to drop --

-- to a seat on the edge of the cot.} I'm just saying, people who think becoming a father will split Connor's priorities have their heads --

-- jammed up their ass. Having someone to fight for, that /one/ person who means everything to you... It makes you fierce. Brave. --

-- Stubborn as hell. I should know. {Watching Derek Reese for a beat, she smiled, a rare warmth that slipped out only for him --

-- shining in her eyes.} My whole world's in this tent. You about ready? Derek Reese