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[ Well that description just had her cocking her head to the side slightly in thought as she mentally envisioned that.

and yep, all that she seemed to come up with was: ]

That's very Terminator like.

[John just looks over at her, like, yes, okay, are you going to finish that thought?]

[ Well that wasn't the reaction she was expecting and she can't help but shoot him with a confused look. ]

What? [ a beat ] Are you into Sci-fi or something?

Not really.

[A shrug]

I haven't seen that movie.

[ she just shrugged right back, smiling slightly at the corner of her mouth as she did. ]

I haven't seen it in years myself.

Terminators – Skynet - Arnold Schwarzenegger [ a beat...and yes, she is about to use her best schwarzenegger voice for this next part. (it's amusing to her, okay?) ] I'll be back.

[ yep, that just got a giggle out of her as she rolled her eyes at it. ]

You should check it out when we get home.

[Oh my god.

Oh my GOD.

John is actually cracking up]

[ She can't help but smile slightly more at his reaction, laughing slightly along with him for a moment.

Thank god he didn't think she was ridiculous and think she was being serious there. ]

He's a stellar actor okay. He makes the movies.

You didn't like that John Connor kid?

He was fine... savior of the world or something like that. [ her nose just crinkled at that, shrugging. ] I was never a fan of who they casted in that though.

Can't win them all.

Nope. I suppose we can't.

[ which she has her shrugging yet again she curls her feet up under her looking at him with a curious brow. ]

So why the sci-fi mask… [ a long beat ] I mean, I sort of get my mask...sort of and it fits me...even if I don't want to admit it - so why yours?

It fits me.

[Quiet.]

[ ... ]

How so?

[He just looks at her for a second]

I'm John Connor.

[ ....

what the hell is it with this ship?

if she wasn't sure she was in some twisted reality, she sure would think this is a damn dream still. ]

Say wh... [ she has to stop at that, looking slightly confused as she tries to wrap her head around that. ]

Really?

You can't say anything to anyone. My mom doesn't know it's fictional somewhere, she will freak out.

You and Hayley know.

You're serious here? [ she can't help but look slightly surprised for a moment, as she slowly nods in understanding. ]

Your moms Sarah Connor and you are actually John Connor?

[ yes, this is her asking just so it really sinks in. ]

And my dad is Kyle Reese.

[He looks slightly uncomfortable.]

And here I thought I had things to hide.

[ which does have her looking slightly apologetic, as she can only assume having secrets like that have to be interesting. ]

I swear I wont tell a soul.

Now it's your turn.

[ she just sighs, rubbing at the back of her neck at that. ]

What do you want to know first?

[ assuming she might as well ask what before she just throws everything at him. ]

Tell me something that's worth my biggest secret.

[ a long bit of silence comes at that as her face turns into a small frown, before she finally quietly admitted: ]

I can enter people’s dreams and take things they don’t want anyone to know about from them. [ or plant ideas...but she wasn't sure she should admit to that right away. ]

...It's in no way legal and I'm aware of that. And yeah, it even had me thinking I was in a dream here for nine whole months.

[ yep, chew on that for a moment, john. ]

[He's definitely thinking about that, now. The logistics. The how. The - well.

Everything.]

That's why your friend was packing.

Yeah...

[ she just nods briefly, as she frown grows clearly saddened by her thoughts now. ]

It's why he died as well - he thought this was a dream and he tried to wake up by killing himself.

[ and that is something she has only admitted to two people (topher and tyke) ]

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