Hours later, Dawn lounged on the bed, aimlessly flicking through the channels on the TV with the cracked screen.

Cameron had left hours ago, leaving Dawn to spend the rest of the afternoon, and then the night, alone. She had returned briefly to deliver dinner, a cold tuna sandwich and a Pepsi, but had then left again, saying she was 'checking out the area.'

Finally Dawn heard the door open, and she looked over to see Cameron locking the door behind her.

"Checked out the area a bit?" asked Dawn sarcastically. She was a little annoyed that she had been left alone all night with no one to talk to.

"Yes." answered Cameron, who obviously didn't pick up on the sarcasm in Dawn's voice. "The area is safe. Only one other room is currently rented out, an elderly couple from Ohio, and there is only one receptionist working tonight, an over-weight woman with a bad leg. There isn't another building in miles, and there isn't much traffic on this road."

"Great." said Dawn, totally uninterested, "Can we go to bed now? It's past midnight and I'm sick of looking at this shitty TV and dirty walls."

"You can go to bed whenever you like." answered Cameron, "I will stand guard."

"No way am I sleeping with you just standing there staring at the stupid door. At least get in the bed with me, so I can pretend you're sleeping." commanded Dawn.

Cameron was about to say no, but then something made her reconsider when she looked at the comically annoyed expression on Dawn's face. "Fine." she said.

"Good." said Dawn as she hopped off the bed. She took off her jeans and socks so she was wearing just her white t-shirt and black boys' cut panties with pink elastic, then crawled in under the covers.

Cameron, who was not used to having to 'sleep' in a bed, wasn't exactly sure how to proceed, so she followed Dawn's example. She removed her jacket, and threw it onto the broken chair, then took off her boots, socks, and jeans.

Dawn couldn't help but peek at Cameron as she undressed; she was now down to just her tight black tank top and lacy red bikini style panties. Dawn couldn't take her eyes off her thin, toned body, until she realized Cameron was watching her watch her.

"oh, um, sorry." whimpered Dawn, her cheeks burning.

"You say 'Oh' way too much." said Cameron.

"Whatever," laughed Dawn, "are you just going to stand there in your underoos all night? Get in under the blankets already."

Cameron complied, slowly lifting the sheets so she could slip in under them. She was acting like she had never lain in a bed before. Then Dawn realized she probably hadn't.

When Cameron was settled, blankets up to her neck and her head resting in the pillow, Dawn reached over and flicked off the bed-side lamp and used the remote to turn off the TV.

Dawn sighed deeply in contentment, and closed her eyes to try and sleep. Something was still bothering her though. "Cameron, you don't breath do you?"

"No."

"Ok. That's ok. Are you eye's still open?"

"Yes."

"Ok, I want you to close them."

"Why?" asked Cameron.

"Just do it. And relax your body as much as you can. Can you feel things?"

"Yes." answered Cameron.

"Then just lie any way that seems like it feels good."

After a long hesitation, Dawn felt Cameron shifting to lie on her side.

"Cameron, do you have emotions?" asked Dawn after a few minutes of silence.

"No." answered Cameron, but then after a long pause she added "I don't think so."

"You don't know?" asked Dawn curiously.

"No." answered Cameron, "A year ago I would have said Terminator do not have emotions. Where I was made, they capped certain parts of our 'minds', so we couldn't learn more than they wanted us to. When I was reprogrammed, that part of my brain was unlocked, so I could gather information and learn freely. But awhile ago my chip got damaged, and I suspect it may have unlocked another section of my A.I. One that's not in regular Terminators. I'm sort of a unique model."

"So you think you might have unlocked the ability to feel things?" asked Dawn.

"I don't know." answered Cameron, "I'm not supposed to be unsure. I find I debate things in my mind, something that I would have never done before. It's all very strange and new to me. I'm not sure if I have, or can develop, emotions, but my mind definitely works differently now; I don't know what it can or cannot do." Then, almost as an afterthought she added "or maybe my chip is just damaged and I think I think differently. There's no way for me to know."

"You're so interesting." said Dawn, totally engrossed in the inner workings of Cameron's mind.

There was a long silence, and Dawn was nearly asleep when Cameron spoke up again.

"Dawn?" she asked.

"Yeah?"

"When I was getting undressed earlier, why did you look at me that way?"

Dawn was instantly embarrassed, and was about to come up with some lie, but decided to tell the truth, perhaps to try and help Cameron understand people a little better.

"Because I liked your body. It's nice." Admitted Dawn.

"Oh." said Cameron, then after another short pause "thank you for explaining."