The Fate We've Made

Rated: T

Pairings: John/Susan, Peter/Cameron

Summary: Susan goes to America with her mother and her moms' fiance. There she meets John Connor a prophet to the future to save the human race. She gets involved with his family that changes her selfish ways for the better even saving a known friend who in life will later mother the child of John Connor's own mother. Will they beat Cromartie in time? or will it be too late?

Read and find out. Please review!

The alarm clock went off at 4:30 A.M.

Susan Pevensie of Finchley, London woke with an ecstatic attitude about going to America that day. That is her eldest brother Peter on the other side of her wall banged it. Susan finally turned off her alarm clock and got out of her bed pulling a robe on and walked very lady like to her makeup desk and took a seat in front of it. She opened one of the drawers taking a hairbrush out and brushed her long brown hair.

The sound from her door opened and Peter gave her a harsh look through the mirror.

"Don't you knock anymore Peter, besides my wall?" Susan narrowed her eyes at her brothers' reflection in the mirror. "It's a good thing while I'm in America for the summer you get to stay at the Kirke's house here to learn some good manners." Susan picked up a Vogue magazine. It was a new issue for May 1942.

"Thanks to your alarm going off for forty seconds I can't go back to sleep." Peter sat at the foot of Susan's bed. He looked at the time on his sisters' clock. "Four thirty? Why are you getting up this early? You don't leave for America until nine this morning."

Susan turned on the radio next to her desk. "Oh Johnny" came on. "Because Peter every lady gets up to start a new day early always tries to make themselves look presentable and beautiful. Ever since I've gotten into makeup last year no one even bothers with um... what's her face... yes Fiona Wilder anymore. Every boy around London wants me. Every girl around here who throws a party are jealous to invite me, not just because they don't want to." Susan giggles. "I've finally found my confidence like I once had in Narnia."

"Sister you have grown to be very vain," Peter spoke. "In the Golden Age you were not like this at all, it wasn't until the second time we went to Narnia you've changed for the worst. It was like you didn't care for your family or home anymore. You cared only for yourself and not others."

"I do," Susan proclaimed as she was putting on her red lipstick.

"Name one so far in the past year," Peter said. He crossed his arms lifting himself off his sisters' bed.

"Well there was Caspian," Susan smirked. "I helped him reclaim his throne. Well actually my throne in Narnia."

"We all helped him. Me, your sister Lucy, your brother Edmund, and you did," Peter corrected.

"Alright!" Susan exclaimed. "No need to shout Peter. It was all just a pitiful game as we all know."

"Susan you know Narnia was very real," Peter said and Susan was quietly laughing dabbing on her eye shadow. "I'd rather see you dig into your books like you used to instead of digging into all that make up. You're so fake Susan."

Peter turned the door knob and walked out.

"Awe Peter you're just jealous because you weren't born a natural woman like me!" Susan called and began to make kissy faces in the mirror dabbing more lipstick on.

Susan began browsing her wardrobe. Her best colors were blue, purple and red. After twenty minutes of browsing she decided on her long sleeved red dress with small black buttons in the middle and the sleeves stopped at her elbows. She also picked out a small black ladies hat and a light fish net came down over her eyes on the hat. It was a beautiful hat none the less, but it made her look the age of twenty three instead of her actual age which is fifteen.

By the time Susan was ready it was 6:30 A.M.

"Where's Betty with our breakfast?" Susan said as she came down the stairs and saw Peter sitting at the dining table reading the news paper.

"Susan relax," Peter said lowering his voice. "She's in the kitchen right now cooking for us. Lucy is in the kitchen helping."

"Oh," Susan looked sad and stomped down the last steps towards the table. "She usually has everything ready when I am."

Peter tisked. "Don't be inconsiderate, here," Peter handed Susan a flask and a bottle of milk. "Here's a fresh brew of tea that had just been made and here's some milk that had just been delivered. Have either or both and shut your yap."

Susan felt like telling him off but she was too thirsty and excited at the same time. She was not going to let him ruin her big day.

"Peter hand me the movies and celebrities page please." Susan said pouring some milk into a cup first.

Since Susan said please Peter handed her section from his newspaper, but he didn't say a word to her. He sipped his tea and went back to reading the newspaper.

Ten minutes later Lucy came out with her plate of sausage, sunny side eggs and French toast. She sat next to her brother Peter and the both exchanged warm smiles at each other. The first thing Susan was thinking about was where's my food?

"Good morning Lucy," Susan said.

Lucy looked at her sister Susan with a slight smile. "G'morning Sue," She said fast and quickly looked away taking her fork and sliced her eggs in half.

Peter noticed the awkward stares between his sisters. "I'm going to go see if Betty needs any help." With that Peter got up from his seat folding up the newspaper neatly and walked through the kitchen door.

A few seconds later Peter, Edmund, and Betty walked out with a plate in each hand.

"Thank you Betty this looks delicious," Peter commented and Edmund said the same in a grateful manner.

Betty smiled at Susan bringing her plate. "So America to-, " She couldn't finish what she was saying to Susan as she snatched the plate from Betty's hand.

"It's about time!" Susan said digging her fork into the food. Everyone around the table, her siblings and Betty looked shockingly at Susan. Susan went about eating her food as normal as if no one had been watching her or the feeling of the person she had just hurt.

Betty nodded her head, her eyes looking tearful and walked back to the kitchen. Peter, Edmund and Lucy didn't say anything. Peter formed a fist with his left hand and Edmund and Lucy went back to eating their food.

A few moments later Peter slammed his balled up fist on the table, it knocked down Lucy's glass and as it shattered she gave a sharp scream. Everyone looked up at Peter and it sure got Susan's attention as she screamed after Lucy's scream. "Peter, what on earth is the matter with you?!" She shouted.

Peter gave a sarcastic and mad chuckle towards Susan. "What is the matter with me you say?!" Peter stood up. "What is the matter with you?! "

"Peter?!" Susan's outburst was of confusion.

"I don't even know who the hell you are anymore," Peter jerked his chair back. "I want my sister back."

Peter walked away into the next room. Susan gave a confused expression to her siblings and shrugged taking one last bite from her food and she couldn't eat anymore.

Loud footsteps from the stairs were heard. "What is going on in here?" Helen Pevensie their mother asked. "I wouldn't doubt if we hear complaints from the neighbors."

She looked at the fallen chair on the floor and the shattered glass on the floor and table.

Lucy spoke up. "Don't worry mother I'll clean it all up."

"Lucy do not be so ridiculous," Susan chuckled. "You'll cut yourself, get Betty to do it."

Lucy glared at Susan. "Susan I hope you understand that Peter's temper came from the way you treated Betty the way you are treating her now."

"I don't even know what I did," Susan shrugged. "Either way Lucy, she is a servant in this house." Susan got up from the table. "I'm done, Edmund make sure that Betty gets my plate and tell her it was great as usual." Susan took one last sip of her milk. "Ugh, I don't see why you people drink tea, it stunts your growth."

Before Susan and her mother and her mom's fiancé were to take off on plane to America they dropped off Peter, Lucy and Edmund at the train station. Peter was to go in the northern countryside to study for college with Professor Kirke and Lucy and Edmund were going to Cambridge to stay with Uncle Harold and Aunt Alberta. Susan felt sorry for them because their uncle and aunt spoil their cousin Eustace who is a complete nuisance then Susan probably is.

Susan watched her mother hug her siblings' good bye and Susan watched her mother's fiancé Gregg shake hands with all of them and Lucy even hugged him good bye. Susan rolled her eyes about Gregg. He tried way too hard.

To Susan's surprise Edmund came up to Susan and embraced her.

Susan sighed. "Oh Edmund you make me happy just know one of my siblings cares for me."

Edmund loosened his embrace touching his sisters' arms. "We all love you a lot Susan. You've just changed too much and it's a bad thing on what you are starting to become."

Susan heaved. "Why are you telling me this? I do not get what I am becoming Ed. All I'm trying to do is grow up."

"Susan there are different ways to growing up, you just have to find your faith and dignity again," Edmund smiled. "I hope that you can find it in America."

Susan couldn't say anything in return since she was still very confused. Edmund embraced her again and whispered in her ear. "I believe in you. You are a gentle warrior."

Edmund broke the embrace and nodded to his sister and took off with Lucy. Susan was now looking for Peter but he had already boarded his train before Susan could tell him good bye.

"Hey Phyllis," A familiar voice came from behind Susan.

Susan closed her eyes feeling a shiver on her spine. "Go away, go away." Susan kept whispering.

"Guess what," The voice said behind her again.

Susan turned to face the boy she met a year ago before going to Narnia her second time. "Yes, what is it Alan?"

"My parents are friends with your soon to be step dad and we're all going with you to America since he invited us. Isn't that great?"

Susan could only give a fake smile and thumbs up at Alan. 'I'm very grateful," she lied.

As they walked together Susan tended to tune Alan's words out trying to find her mom. Then she unexpectedly ran into someone she's not seen in a while.

"Hello Susan."

"Carol? Hello."

Susan used to tutor ten year old Carol in Mathematics. "Well where are you going today?"

Carol smiled. "I'm going to Manchester with my family and then we are going to go to Venice together this summer."

"Oh lucky you," Susan said. "Looks like we're both having an excited summer, I'm going to America today."

"With me," Alan pointed to himself. Susan rolled her eyes.

"Oh, have fun Susan," Carol nodded.

"You too Carol,"

Susan sped up away from Alan as she was walking back to her mother who was seen boarding the plane. "Well nice job getting here in time Susan, I couldn't get the pilot to haul this flight!"

Susan took a seat by the window next to her mother and away from her moms' fiancé. She sighed relaxingly that Alan was no where near her. The plane was beginning to take off.

"Let's sing! All sing a song!" Alan shouted.

Susan caressed her forehead and sunk down. This was going to a very long flight and trip.

"John! John, do as Cameron said now!" Sarah Connor shouted to her son as Cameron told him to keep running to the safe room in the bank as Sarah guarded the door from the machine Cromartie. The year here is 1999. Cromartie is from the future sent to kill John Connor whom is a prophet to be the leader of Human Resistance Fighters in a future war after Judgment Day against the machines. Cameron is a female machine sent to protect John Connor.

John muti tasked a bit examining everything he can to stay to help his mother.

"John!" Cameron called.

John gave his mother one last look and went after with Cameron. "Cameron we have to save her!"

Cameron pulled John aside into the room with her strong hand pushing him in. "I cannot do that John; she can only get herself out of her own situation. I am here to protect you. Your mother does the same for you."

"My mother should not be left behind to die because of the fate I should live by!" John shouted and ran out as Cameron was getting Cromartie's time portal ready. Seeing that John left her side she messed up the year from 2006 and went backwards to year 1942.

She walked away from the portal only to hear some gun shots. Cameron paced herself in a fast like jog her face stayed the same serious expression as though it could never change. She pulled out her gun seeing Cromartie behind John as he has his arms slinged around his mother who got shot in the leg. Cameron held the gun up shooting Cromartie in the head. Tiny metal pieces flung in the hallway.

"Come on!" Cameron held John's mother on the other side. "I opened the portal we must hurry."

They made it to the room where everything was beginning to flicker in blue static. John and Sarah looked afraid of it at first. "We need to get into the middle of the room for it to work," Cameron said.

"It looks like lightning," John shivered.

"Trust me," Cameron said.

"Just do as she says John," Sarah screamed in agony of her wounded leg.

John moved himself and his mother quickly to the center of the room. It felt hot all around and Cameron joined them.

The last thing they saw was Cromartie at the foot of the door and then that was it. Nothing was known after that until they found themselves in a clothing store naked. People in the store gasped astonished of the three naked people. John quickly grabbed a coat and placed it over him. Sarah did the same by taking a robe off it's' rack covering herself feeling embarrassed.

They did not know what to say to the people. Cameron was the only one not claiming anything. Why would she though? She's a robot, she has no idea of embarrassment or harassment when a guy took his camera and took a shot of her.

Cameron simply looked at them with her arms spread out. "What are you looking at?"

John took a robe from a rack his mother got one from and handed it to Cameron. "Put this on," He said to her face and quickly looked away. Cameron did what he said and put the robe over her.

A few people came up to them and asked how they did that appearing trick and why they were all naked.

"It was no trick," Cameron said. "We came from that portal." Cameron looked and pointed up. Everyone in the room looked up and began laughing.

John looked at a magazines rack, they were very old and the year issues on them were 1942.

"What year is it?" Cameron asked.

John came up to Cameron nudging her shoulder. "It's 1942 you goof ball of a sister. I am a traveling magician; I hope every one of you enjoyed our trick. Come on!"

John quickly grabbed some pants and they made a break for it.

"Hey!" The store clerk shouted. "You can't steal here. Police! Some one call the police!"

Cameron took the man by the throat. "You will not."

Everyone ran out screaming.

John turned with his eyes wide. "Cameron put the man down, I think he gets it."

Cameron took a few more things for the family and they left.