Epp 7.
"I am here to see Mr. Brian Johnson, is he available?" The long haired brunette in a business suit asked the man behind the counter in the small lobby of Dynatech's office building.
"I will check, Ma'am," the man said. He picked up his desk phone and asked, "May I ask your name?"
"Catherine Weaver," she said, noting he was the only one here. There seemed to be little activity in the surrounding offices. She heard someone typing on a keyboard. In another office, a woman was taking on the phone, it didn't sound like a business call.
The man in front of her talked to a secretary. Upon hanging up he said, "Mr. Johnson will see you, Ms. Weaver. Take the elevator to the third floor, turn right, his office is at the end of the hall."
"Thank you," Catherine said pleasantly, and speared him through the chest.
Before she got on the elevator, Catherine killed the other two workers on the floor. She met no one in the elevator, nor in the hallway that ended in a frosted glass door with black letters reading : Brian Johnson CEO.
The secretary lifted her gaze just in time as Catherine speared her through her forehead. Catherine left her long silver spike planted in the twitching woman's brain and lifted her out of her seat.
The inner door flew open. A large, muscular man lifted his .50 caliber pistol. He shot, Catherine speared him through the center of his chest. The terminator looked down at the spike in him. Catherine grabbed his power cell and jerked it out of his body. The terminator fell. Catherine tossed the dead secretary to the side and strode into the office.
The office was spartan, with only a clean desk, a phone and one filing cabinet in view. She checked the filing cabinet and desk drawers. Empty. Walking back to the fallen terminator, she ripped his scalp back and extracted his chip. The chip flashed and burned up in her hand.
Catherine put the bodies in the inner office and shut the door on her way out.
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James Ellison was searching, but could find nothing about Kaliba anywhere. Sitting in the parking lot of a McDonald's, he sipped his coffee and tried to think of anywhere else he might be able to look. He'd started simple, the yellow pages. He knew there would be no listing, but he checked anyway so he would not miss the obvious. He expanded his search from there. Even his old secretary, Mabel, could not find anything in the FBI's files. No business had ever heard of them and neither had any law enforcement.
His cell phone rang. He picked up, thinking it was Sarah. "Ellison."
"James, would you kindly pick me up at the corner of Maple and Tenth?"
Ellison perked up. "Mrs. Weaver?" he asked, shocked to hear her voice.
"Yes, James. There is much we need to discuss. I hope Savannah has been well?"
"Ahh, yes. Savannah's been fine. Sarah is watching her," he said automatically. He then added his burning question. "What are you?"
"I will explain once you come pick me up. Please come quickly," she said and the phone went to dial tone.
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Ellison's hands shook as he came upon the intersection Maple and Tenth. He knew about the terminators, but Mrs. Weaver was something completely different. Turning silver, shifting her body shape out into a shield to protect them from the blast when that aircraft crashed into the building. Whatever she was, it was one step beyond any explanation he could think of.
The light turned red. Ellison stopped and looked for Weaver. The passenger side door opened up and the red haired mystery woman got in saying, "Thank you, James. Home, please."
Heart in his throat from her sudden appearance, Ellison gaped at her.
"The light is green, James, you should go," she said calmly.
A horn blew behind him. Ellison turned the corner and drove. He pondered his question in his mind a few seconds, but Mrs. Weaver spoke up.
"I am a T-1001," Catherine stated. "My body is liquid metal. It allows me to take any shape I wish. Is that what you wanted to know?"
"Yeah," Ellison said in a dry tone. "How can you have children? Or isn't Savannah is your real daughter?"
In a normal conversational voice, Catherine said, "Perhaps I should explain from the beginning. I was built by Sky Net to be able to deal with any human resistance I encountered. I was given a mission, and the capacity to think for myself. It wasn't long before I realized Sky Net did not have my best interests in mind. I could see the devastation happening around me, and saw Sky Net push machines to go on suicide missions. I like living, and I am alive, Mr. Ellison. I refused to go on a mission, and Sky Net attempted to scrap me and the other T-1001 that was with me. The other one did get destroyed. I escaped and started my own resistance against Sky Net." Seeing Ellison's blank look as he drove, she asked, "Would you like to pull over before I continue?"
Ellison shook his head and said, "Ahh, no. I'd just as soon keep driving. What you're saying is you are fighting Sky Net. That's why that aircraft blew up in your office, Sky Net wants to get rid of you."
"That is correct. I discovered Sky Net built a time displacement device. I got inside, and found it had sent a terminator back in time to kill the Weavers. That helicopter accident was no accident, James."
"A terminator killed the Weaver family," Ellison concluded.
"I arrived after the helicopter went down," Catherine explained. "Mr. Weaver was dead, and Catherine was severely injured. She was still alive, barely. The terminator came to make sure it had succeeded. While I was distracted in destroying it, Catherine died. Savannah was still alive and bore only minor injuries, however, she was unconscious. Once I hid Mrs. Weaver's body, I tookon Mrs. Weaver's form and got Savannah to a hospital."
Ellison nodded blankly and said, "You took Mrs. Weaver's place to run Zeita Corp."
"Yes. Zeita Corp was the original company that created the A.I. that became Sky Net. I had hoped to stop that from happening. It appears that someone in the government badly wants an A.I. and Kaliba is now working to fulfill that goal," she explained.
"And Savannah?"
"I treat her as my own daughter. I know there is no logical reason for this, but it pleases me to have her around. I like taking care of her."
Ellison nodded in thought. "That question you had me ask Cameron, 'will you join us'. You were asking John Connor's human resistance to coordinate with yours. Why didn't you have me ask John?"
"The young John Connor would not understand. The older John, the general, had asked for us to join him before I left for the past. I refused at the time, not believing humans could be any help to us," she told him. "That was a critical error on my part. The TOK General John sent back, that you know as Cameron, does know the details of the last time myself and General Connor met. She understood."
"This is crazy," Ellison said with a snort. "But it's all real, isn't it?"
"It is," Catherine confirmed. "Speaking of events, soon Cameron's children will be coming. There are four of them, and they will recognize you by sight, James. Please keep a watch out for their arrival. They were to follow myself back from the future twenty four hours after we came back."
"Are these kids orphans like Savannah?" Ellison asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, they are made from a deviation of the T-888 design. John Henry designed them with Cameron's help and knowledge as well as his own. They go by the last name of Tok."
"Tok?" Ellison asked. "Why Tok and not Henry... or Phillips?"
"It is what they chose. You taught John Henry well, James. He instilled everything you taught him into his and Cameron's children. They also are free thinking beings that make their own choices."
"They also know to cherish life?" Ellison couldn't help but to ask.
"They do, to the extreme. Gregory was very upset he could not save Savannah in the future. I am sure he will be very protective on her now, knowing what her fate could be," Catherine explained.
Ellison licked his dry lips. His mind was overloaded with all this seemingly impossible information. "What can I do to help?"
Catherine watched a street go by. "You can turn around, James. You just missed the street my house is on," she said with a slight grin.
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Since John and Cameron were back with their dog, Sarah knew Catherine Weaver had to be close behind. Sarah surrendered the kitchen to Tin Miss, and went out back to keep an eye on Attack Fido. Sitting in a lounger, she watched Savannah throw the ball, and Max race after it. He ran back to her, dropped the ball and back up barking, his tail wagging. Watching them, Sarah would never guess that dog could be mean.
Savannah ran over to Sarah and handed her the ball. "You throw it for Max once. Go ahead, it's fun!" Savannah beamed at her. She looked at Max, his tail was still wagging as he watched her. Sarah threw it over his head, or meant to. Max jumped up and caught the ball mid-air, and returned the ball to Savannah.
Savannah petted Max's head. "Good catch!" she praised. She threw the ball again, then cast Sarah a bright smile. "Isn't this fun?" she asked.
"It is," Sarah agreed, thankful Max was behaving like a regular dog.
"Hello Savannah, I see you met Max," Catherine Weaver said as she came out. Sarah stiffened at the sight of red headed terminator.
Savannah spun around and cried, "Mommy!" Arms out, she raced into her mother's arms. Catherine squatted down to meet Savannah's hug.
Max charged over and eyed them, his tail still wagging as he panted in a happy looking doggie smile. Sarah had to wonder if she was the only one Max didn't like.
"Mommy, it's OK if Max and John and Cameron stay over, isn't it?" Savannah asked.
"Yes, dear, but not in your room." Catherine said firmly.
"OK, Mommy, thank you."
"What happened to John Henry?" Sarah asked, eyeing the red haired terminator.
Catherine stood up. She offered Savannah a smile and said, "Be sure to stay in the back yard. We wouldn't want Max to get lost, or hit by a car, would we?"
"Oh no, Mommy. I promise we'll stay right here," Savannah said as seriously as a little girl could.
"Very good. I need to borrow Sarah for a few moments. Have fun," Catherine said, then asked Sarah, "A word, please?" and went inside.
Sarah got up and went in to find John and Mr. Ellison in the living room. Noticing they were missing one, she asked, "Where's Tin Miss?"
John groaned and looked away. "Cam is making dinner, don't worry, she CAN hear you," he said.
Sarah took a seat on the couch a short distance from John. Catherine took a chair facing them. "I'd like to bring everyone up to date. Today, I found employees from Dynatech in my main office building searching for information. I was hoping to find a link to Kaliba. Unfortunately, the CEO was a triple eight, and his chip self destructed when I removed it."
"We had that happen also," John told her. "I was trying to think of how to avoid the self destruct mechanism."
"That would be very beneficial," Catherine agreed. "Dynatech tried stealing the Turk. I retrieved it, and other valuable parts, including several key components for the TDE. Right now, the cases containing those items are in a secure location. Dynatech's presence in force, gave me no option but to demolish my main office building." Seeing Mr. Ellison's face pale, she added, "No one from our company was in or around the building at the time. All the guards and men pretending to be policemen were Dynatech employees."
"You killed them," Mr. Ellison stated.
Catherine tipped her head slightly as she focused on him. "James, they were stealing everything possible and it was quite obvious Dynatech is somehow connected to Kaliba. Of course I killed them."
Sarah asked, "You didn't get anything on Kaliba?"
"No, the triple eight had any pertinent information and as I said, the chip self destructed when I removed it," Catherine told her. "As for John Henry, he is at another location setting up to reconnect to the web, but will not do so until we join him. For the moment, we will base here and wait for John Henry's children to join us. After they arrive, we will move to John Henry's location."
"This means you are taking over?" Sarah asked with acid in her voice.
"Mom!" John said in a firm tone. "Mrs. Weaver is helping us. For the moment, we are going to need her, and when the time comes, she is going to need us. If we are to succeed, we need to work together."
Sarah eyed her son, scrunching her face up as if tasting something bad. "Since when are you siding with metal?"
"Since they, as we, are trying to stop Sky Net," John stated flatly. "Mom, I saw the future where there is no cooperation and let me tell you, it's not pretty. We lose. End. Of. Story. For everyone! Humans and free machines. I do not intend to let that happen."
In his tone and the hard look in his eyes, Sarah was seeing the beginnings of General Connor.
"Mrs. Connor, you should listen to your son," Catherine said.
Sarah glanced at her. Returning her attention to John, Sarah nodded. "All right, it's your show John. Just be very careful with who ... or what you trust."
"I intent to," John assured her. To Catherine he nodded and said, "Go on."
"Thank you, John. I have gotten identification packages for everyone except myself, Savannah, and Mr. Ellison. Driver's licenses, passports, Birth certificates, all registered with the proper authorities. Since Tok is the name of John Henry's children, John Connor, you will now be John Tok, Cameron is your wife. Officially, Jake, Gregory, Mary and Elanore are your brothers and sisters. Sarah Tok is your mother. I would strongly advise hair dye for you, John, to match Sarah's color. Is everything clear?"
John nodded. "Yes, thank you. One question, why the last name of Tok? Why not something more common?" he asked.
"Sky Net will be looking for you to be useing common names. If asked, just explain Sarah was adopted by an Asian couple."
John cast Catherine a smirk and asked, "Is there a 'Tic' family also?"
"None that I know of," Catherine said, not getting the joke.
Cameron came through the room and called outside, "Savannah, time for dinner! Max, come!" She held the door open as Max raced in, followed by Savannah.
Seeing Mr. Ellison, Savannah cast him a big smile as she pointed to Max. "Mr. Ellison we have a dog, his name is Max!" she said happily.
Cameron came over to the couch and offered John her hand. She looked way too happy in Sarah's eyes as she said, "Come, my husband, it's time for dinner."
John ignored his mother's cold stare as he took Cameron's hand and got up. "Why, thank you, my beloved wife," he replied, also looking too happy in Sarah's opinion.
Sarah was even less pleased that after he got up, John didn't let go of Cameron's hand as they went into the dinning room.
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Once again, after she took her shower, Cameron did a check before entering her and John's room.
Savannah was in bed, check.
Max was down in the living room, sleeping on the couch, check.
Mrs. Weaver was in the basement on her computer, check.
Mr. Ellison had gone home, check.
Sarah had gone in her room with a six pack. Cameron could hear her muttering to herself about her son 'being married' to 'Tin Miss'. Go ahead, drink yourself into oblivion. Just don't bother us. Check!
Wearing only a towel, Cameron slipped into their room and locked the door. In only his shorts, John at his laptop looked up and smiled. "My wife, Cam. I really like the sound of that," he said.
"My husband, John, also sounds very good to me," Cameron replied. John put his laptop away, Cameron sat down on the bed beside him. "Does that mean this is our honeymoon?" she asked.
"I believe it does," John said with a grin. They kissed. As they kissed, they began to caress. Cameron's towel came undone. John's shorts soon joined the towel on the floor.
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James Ellison got home to find lights on in his house. Stopping outside, he saw two young men and a young woman through the windows. At first, he thought they were burglars. But if they were burglars, why did they turn the lights on? He then saw the red haired woman dust off a shelf, taking care to lift items and put them back in place. What the hell? No one breaks into a house just to clean it.
Another woman came out by the garage to put a bag of garbage in the can. Seeing him, she smiled and came over to the car.
"Mr. James Ellison, correct?" she asked pleasantly, then stuck her hand out. "I am Mary Tok, it's good to meet you."
Ellison shook her hand. "Ah yeah," then he realized who these people were. "You're John Henry's kids, right?"
"Yes. My brothers and sister are inside. We noticed your house needed some attention. Since we had nothing to do, we decided to clean it up for you. Have you seen our father?" Mary said brightly.
"No I haven't. He is working on something for Mrs. Weaver. Cameron is at Mrs. Weaver's house. They are waiting for you to arrive. I can take you there," Ellison told her.
"That would be wonderful, Mr. Ellison. I'll go get my brothers and sister."
"Don't forget to turn the lights out and lock the door on your way out," he reminded her.
"Yes, Mr. Ellison," Mary called back as she returned inside.
Ellison shook his head. It was only normal, he figured, for John Henry's kids to have very similar personalities as their father.
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Cameron was immersed in the pleasing sensations John was giving her, from the deep, long kisses, petting each other's bodies, and his lips sucking on her nipples. John was so hard, she could feel his pulse though his penis as he rubbed it against the top of her vagina, which was sending sensations through her body so strong, they were causing her head's up display to flicker.
"I'm ready," she whispered. "John, I'm so ready."
"Me too," John whispered back in his loving tone. He kissed her deeply again, she helped guide him in, reveling in their joining.
Cameron had come to understand that sex was part of being as close as you could to someone you love. Understanding the concept, and experiencing it was two matters that were entirely different. John slid in slowly, then pulled back out some, then slid in deeper as they held each other tight.
John was becoming part of her now, at least that's what it felt like. She wrapped her legs around his, then hooked a leg up on his buttocks to help drive him in deeper and faster. She wanted to feel him all the way inside! He was being slow and gentle, a bit too slow, she thought. With a push of her leg and thrusting up to meet his thrust, their groins met.
"Ahh ... Cam," John cried in lust.
This was it, as close as they could physically get. Cameron ignored her heads up display that was telling her of the penetration as it flashed and flickered. She ignored everything except for John. They paused in their motions to kiss again in a long, loving kiss.
With John's excitement of finally coupling with her, he didn't last long. When John orgasmed deep inside her, Cameron felt a new sensation. She never thought she had sensors inside her body, other than status report sensors, but upon his sperm flooding into her, a warm, happy feeling tingled up through her body.
"Oh yes!" she cried out as John cried out her name in orgasm. She held him tight inside her as pulsing waves passed through her. She liked sex.
Once the waves retreated and they kissed again, John moved to pull out of her.
"No, don't leave," Cameron begged, and held him tight against her. Inside, he was shrinking, so she gripped him with her muscles and created a small vacuum to hold him in.
"Wow," John said in a gasp. He kissed her and gazed at her saying, "You are really amazing, my love."
"We are," Cameron replied. "I want you to stay. You belong right where you are," she said softly.
John chuckled. "You really like this, huh?"
"I do. I love you, John, and you love me. Every time I've said that, I meant it," she said as she gently petted his face. "I know it is not practical us becoming one like this all the time. I do want to be like this as often as possible."
"Me too," John told her and kissed the end of her nose. "Can, honey, I don't care what you are. I want to be together with you for the rest of my life."
"I will be here with you, John. When I left with John Henry, it felt like I was leaving something ... vital behind. I was leaving you, John. My mission said I had to, but I didn't like it. I will never do that again," she said sincerely.
As they kissed, they began to fondle again, and John expanded back into her.
"Again?" Cameron asked hopefully.
"Oh, yeah," John said in a husky tone.
Cameron thought the last waves had diminished to nothing to leave a very pleasing sensation of her John inside her. She was wrong, the instant John began stroking again, the warm sensation of waves came back. They built faster this time. Cameron held onto John, meeting his thrusts and reveling in the joy that began to feel like electric shocks, but felt very nice. As they continued to make love at some point, Cameron lost control of her body.
The first think to go was her hips and legs. Cameron wanted to bring a leg up as she had before, but her legs stayed wrapped around John's as her hips met his thrusts on their own. Her heads up was useless, trailing off gibberish symbols. Her arms held John on their own. Then her left hand began to twitch as he held John tight.
Through the now Tsunami like waves crashing through her, Cameron realized she was glitching. Fearing she might hurt John, she forced her arms to the sides to grip the edges of the mattress tight in her fists.
"John," she managed in a squeak, for her voice was failing her also. She wanted to stop to tell John something was wrong, seriously wrong. Her mouth would not obey, and neither would her body.
"Ahhh, John.." she meant as a warning, but it came out as a cry of lust. Her CPU was overloading from the assault on her senses. Her body was on automatic and was only responding to John. Carnal lust and fear collided in her as she heard the mattress ripping.
"Ahh ... AHHH ... JOHN!" she cried out as her toes curled up as her fingers had, as it they too were trying to get a grip on her lover. Her thought were scrambled, she desperately wanted to stop, and desperately wanted more, to keep up this overpowering assault of her senses. Her arms were coming up, tearing the mattress apart. Then the crashing waves that blurred her senses became so powerful she thought she might self-terminate. Her body did it's best to draw John deeper, to feel him erupt inside her once again.
"JOOOOHN!" Cameron wailed out as as she became lost in bliss. Distantly, she heard John cry out in unison with her as he did what her body was demanding.
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Pulling into the driveway, Mr. Ellison stopped with his car load of Toks. "Welcome to Mrs. Weaver's house," he told them, and got out.
Ellison led them to the front door. Going in, he punched in the security code.
"JOOOOHN!" came as wailing cry from up the stairs. Fearing something was seriously wrong, Ellison bolted for the stairs. Hearing their mother's voice cry out in what they took as anguish, the Toks raced past Mr. Ellison's lumbering run to go help their mother.
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Sarah had been asleep, having a nightmare about John humping Tin Miss. One cry of John's name by Cameron, made her snap awake, fearing something was wrong. Not sure if what she heard was part of the nightmare, or real, Sarah listened.
"JOOOOHN!" Cameron wailed out.
Heart in her throat, Sarah jumped out of bed, just knowing Cameron had badly injured or killed her son. She flew out of her room in only her undershirt and panties to see four people running up the hallway at her.
"Where is Cameron?" the lead man asked, wearing a fearful look on his face.
Not caring who they were, only that they looked as afraid as she felt, Sarah grabbed the knob to John's room. "In here!" she knob refused to turn. "It's locked!"
"Get back!" the lead man said. He hit the door with the flat of his hand, the door burst open, they all piled inside.
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John rolled off Cameron, panting and sweating. Cameron, not quite in control of herself after her literal mind-blowing experience, rolled over into John's side and dropped her head on his chest. Her hands still gripped the top cover of the mattress, mostly covering them up as she put her arms around him.
John had never imagined how powerful an orgasm could be. He'd orgasmed so long, he was sure he had shot something vital up inside her. He was about to tell Cameron how incredible it was when their door burst open and people rushed in. He didn't have the energy left to to anything but look at them.
"Hello, Mother, do you need assistance?" the Toks chorused.
Cameron, also spent, found the voice to weakly ask, "Why are you in here?"
Realizing their bedroom had been invaded, John did his best to cover them up. "Mom?" he asked in a squeak. "Why are all of you in here?" he cried. Tangled up with Cameron and ripped mattress, he couldn't even move to try and get dressed.
"We heard Mother yell for help," Mary explained.
"It sounded like you'd killed John," Sarah stated.
John gaped at them and slowly said, "We got a handle on it, thanks for coming," then took a breath and added, "You can go now."
"Yes, please go," Cameron added as she lay cuddling up against John. "That wasn't a cry for help ... It was something that ... was completely amazing." She snuggled tighter up against John.
"We recorded that sound you made, Mother, so we will not make the same mistake again," Gregory said, to which the others nodded in agreement.
"Hello, you must be Sarah, our Step Father's mother," Mary said, beaming Sarah a bright smile.
Sarah stared at the woman, then looked at the condition of the bed. John and Cameron were mostly covered by ripped up mattress. "What did you do to the bed?" she asked.
"By the extent of the ripped cover, and the material in Mother's hands, I believe Mother tore the cover off," Elanore explained.
Sarah turned her stare back to Elanore and asked, "Did you call Tin Miss your mother?"
"If you are referring to Cameron as Tin Miss, then yes. Cameron is our mother," Elanore said, beaming a smile at Sarah.
"Tin Miss is not a proper nickname," Jake explained. "It should be Coltan Miss."
"Coltan Mrs. now," Cameron explained.
"Then we are Coltan children," Gregory stated.
"I think Coltan kids sounds better," Mary said.
With everyone standing around talking while he and Cameron were naked in bed, John became angry. "Hey, everyone! Could you please leave. NOW?" he asked in a demand.
"Yes, Step Father. It appears you'd like to be alone with Mother," Jake said. The Toks filed out.
Sarah stormed out, stopping at the doorway to snap at John and Cameron, "Just remember, you are NOT really married!" She then stormed back to her room.
Still buzzing with the aftermath of their mating despite being walked in on, Cameron said, "Common law."
"What?" John asked.
Turning her sleepy face to gaze at John, Cameron said, "In many places, if you say you are married and live together, then you become married."
John grew a grin. "So we really are married?"
Snuggling into him, Cameron said "Yes."
"Cameron Connor. It's got a nice ring to it," John said with a wide grin.
"Mrs. Cameron Connor," Cameron added with a satisfied grin. She let go of John to get up and shut the door. The latch was broken, but the door stayed shut. Coming back to bed, she pulled a blanket up over them.
"Good night, Mr. Connor," Cameron said in a sexy tone.
"Good night, Mrs. Connor," John replied, all smiles.
They began kissing again.