Soldier of the Future

When she said 'hot dogs', they aren't really dogs, right?

Memories. Broken. Fragmented.

I remember dying. I remember fighting the Terminator.

Trying to protect Sarah.

"Come on, motherfucker."

I remember dying, and white light.

Pain.

But...I shouldn't feel pain if I'm dead, right?

I open my eyes, to the familiar surroundings of my world. Of the future that is to come. I know what has happened, at least, I think I do. Somehow instead of dying I've gone foward to my time.

Did I beat the Terminator? Did it get Sarah?

No, it couldn't have. If she were dead, this future would not exist. I realize a few things now, looking back on my time with Sarah, and the time spent here before.

I know why John gave me that picture of her so long ago.

I am his father.