No to mamy wyczekiwaną scenę JOHN- KYLE....

"The techs moved aside and suddenly John was beside Kyle. The techs walked away as a med tech entered the scene with two syringes, with a faint blue substance inside.
John fixed Reese with an intense gaze. There was so much he wanted to say, but couldn't bring himself to.
K yle looked around at all the activity. Battle and the prospect of death had never scared him. But the importance of what he was about to do terrified him. But he could not say it to John or anyone else. He would not fail his leader.
John was watching Kyle's face intense. Almost memorizing all the lines of it, as if it was a picture. A picture he was about to lose forever. It was so strange to look into the smooth face of a younger man, and know that he was your father.
John had a hard time with it. He could never tell Kyle that Kyle was his father... He could never have his father's love like any other child would have... He could only admire Kyle from a distance. It was a son's love that could never be expressed... all because of the mission that had to succeed. There was so much John wanted to say to Kyle, so many things that crossed his mind, but he just couldn't. More thoughts would distract Kyle and put him under a lot of stress and pressure. This could mess up the mission, and thus history.
John cursed fate. Fate would never allow him to have a normal, happy life. His mother had died of Leukemia, by the liquid metal in her veins of the T-1000. And now he was about to send his own father to his death. But John could not prevent it. It had to happen. If he didn't send his father, he would cease to exist. The only happy thought in his head was that Kyle would make Sarah happy, and although Kyle's life would be ripped away aggressively out of Sarah's life, their love would be forever--endless, and there was nothing fate could do about that to change it. Kyle's love for Sarah would cross time itself. He would protect her, he would die for her... and with that, he would die for John and the entire human race. John felt the sadness of the inevitable destined loss of his father, and he couldn't not suppress it. And the happy thought was gone--
John could understand how hard it must have been for Kyle, to arrive in an unharmed, beautiful world, while you had grown up in the ruins of the cold, deadly aftermath. He knew Kyle had shut down emotions with all the loss of lives around him, but he also knew that Kyle would learn to feel again--to love someone before he would die.
Kyle was breathing deep and slow, showing supreme control, prepping for something that could never be prepared for: time travel. Only John could sense the utter terror behind Kyle's grim expression as a med tech hyped his arm, pumping his veins full of synthetic adrenaline, making his muscles pop out, combat-ready. The med tech then stepped away and there was the silence again. Then the two men looked at one another, both were looking for the right words.
Finally John spoke. "I'm proud of you soldier. Did commander Perry brief you?"
Kyle could hear the emotions in John's voice. Like him, John was nervous too.
"Yes sir," Kyle said with as much as determination as possible. "I know what I have to do, but I'm not sure why."
John said, "You know what you need to accomplish the mission.
Kyle stiffened. "Yes sir."
"Just remember. Trust no one. Depend on yourself. And never let down your guard." John was serious about it.
"Understood, sir."
John nodded. He had faith in Kyle, he would succeed.
"Sir?" Kyle asked.
"Yes?"
"You know what is gonna happen with me, don't you? I mean, how this is gonna turn out..?"
John nodded again. "Some of it."
"So..? How does it end? With me?"
The ice was broken. The tense situation unleashed its grip on the conversation.
Kyle looked at John's face, trying to find an answer.
John didn't know what to say. He couldn't find the right words at this moment and swallowed silently. Kyle looked at John's eyes and found his answer in a brief, troubled look of sadness.
"Reese..." John said doubtfully.
"Don't...," Kyle spoke up. "I don't want to know. It's probably better not to know."
John understood. Although he had lived most of his life with foreknowledge, he knew some things were indeed better not to know.
John looked up, straight into Kyle's eyes. "I owe you, Kyle." Then he patted Kyle on his back.
Kyle was surprised to hear his leader call him by his first name. He knew John only called friends by their first name, and only in situations where not much people were involved. John had become personal with Kyle in this short moment, very personal, now that he was sent to protect and to defend John's mother. And suddenly Kyle began slowly to understand it all. Suddenly it all made sense. He was part of something bigger. A history that hadn't happened yet, and John had always known. Maybe that was why he was moved to John's unit. Why he was kept so close. And yet so distant. He was part of something big.
A moment of silence. Both men searched for the right words.
"Don't worry," John said. "You will succeed. Otherwise... I would not be standing here, would I?"
Kyle looked up, a bit relieved. He was still not sure what to think of the situation... and of the things that still had to come. Also John's sadden look troubled him, but his final words had given him more confidence and courage. Whatever lay in store for him, he would face it and deal with it. Just for John. Suddenly, a spontaneous thought occurred in his mind and before he completely realized what he had done, he had reached out his hand to John.
John looked up, surprised, wondering.
"Thank you sir," Kyle said. "It was an honor to serve with you."
John was astonished, completely overwhelmed. He had never expected this, and a lump appeared in his throat. He started to tremble a little bit and his emotions took over the control of his body, as he looked at Kyle's face. Then a little smile of happiness appeared on his face, and he reached out and grabbed Kyle shoulders in a firm, comradely grip. Now Kyle was completely overwhelmed by his leader's sudden gesture.
John closed his eyes for a short moment, then moved back and looked straight into Kyle's eyes. "No... thank you, soldier. Without you, everything would be lost. You're the pivot of fate." John's eyes watered a little bit, but he retrieved control over his body and the eyes dried up.
"Now don't be sentimental, sir."
John started to grin. He really liked Kyle. Too bad they had had not enough time to learn to know each other. Damn you fate.
Kyle laughed too, and John noticed they had the same grin, like father and son.
"I need you to memorize something. Things you must tell Sarah. A message. A very important one. It's crucial for the mission."
Kyle nodded, and John searched for the right words. Then it all came back to him. The words from Sarah's tape, tape number two of the audio chronicle of information on C-90s to be exactly, that Sarah had called The Book. He recalled the memory of the message and started. "Thank you Sarah, for your courage through the dark years..."

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