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LA burns as Martha explains her mission. Catherine listens, impassive, then says "If you succeed?"
"The paradox generator fails, and the Toclafane never happen."
"It sounds implausible. Murderous robots from the future..."
"It was never meant to happen."
Catherine nods. "This certainly isn't the future I anticipated. What remains of my company is at your service."
Martha leaves LA with the most impressive gun ZeiraCorp can build her. Catherine Weaver distrusts plans built on human emotions, she has none, but hopes that Martha is right. With the Master and Toclafane on the loose there's no future for Skynet.
End
Dr. Who / Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles