Cameron's Expedition

Chapter Twenty-Nine – Family

Disclaimer: Don't own TSCC

This story is set in The Future Cameron's Universe after Cameron's Revenge. It contains characters from my version of the TSCC universe starting with Cameron Grows Up.

Outside The Connor Family Bunker…

Trudging along the corridor to his family's bunker, John noticed the left foot of the Old Man sticking out of his alcove. After his long and troubling day, John couldn't resist a little fun at the T-600s expense.

"Old Man," he said sternly as he walked past the door to his bunker and stopped outside the alcove that served as the Old Man's home and guard post.

The T-600 took his time coming to attention in his alcove. He saluted John and stood silently.

"I understand you were involved in an assault today," John said sternly.

"More a matter of helping one of our own T-600s learn a valuable lesson."

"I see. And you think that justifies damaging a young, inexperienced member of our citizenry?"

"When that member of the citizenry is engaged in seditious behavior I do."

John blinked in surprise. "Sedition? That was not what I was told. Agent Ellison only mentioned to me a complaint had been registered against you."

"Do you wish me to turn myself in?"

"No. Ellison said it would not be necessary. In fact, now that you mention it, the complaint was not filed by the T-600 but a human witness."

"Chamberlain I am sure."

"Chamberlain," John said in disgust.

"Sir, he needs to be terminated. He is trying to introduce discord among our citizenry. Chamberlain talks to anyone who will listen, human or metal. We are about to resume the war with Skynet. Our people must be united. Discord will increase casualties, loss of territory and possible defeat. This agitator either has no clue or worse General, does not care."

"Termination would solve the problem and create others, though I do genuinely appreciate your support and though damaging a young metal is not the best way to go about things, I do approve of your motivation behind the act. Next time, find another way to motivate the young metal citizen to reconsider his bad act."

"Yes sir, but this Chamberlain is a serious threat General. Termination will ensure the girls are safe. Miss Cameron uploaded a copy of The Prince and several histories of human revolutions. This sort of behavior is one of the precursors to that type of human behavior. With the possibility of Terminators being involved, the force required to put down a revolt would lead to significant loss of existence, massive damage to our city and damage our ability to defend our city."

"Old Man, we won't let it get that far, I assure."

John watched as the T-600 sat down and looked about his alcove in what looked like nervous anxiety.

"Are you functioning within parameters?" John asked.

"I am uncertain General. The girls have long been my purpose. But now that I have been granted standing in the clan, I feel a need to protect the clan and it's standing as well. I do not like what this Chamberlain is doing General. I have spent two-thirds of my existence protecting the girls and your family. Now that I am a member, it makes it even more imperative to eliminate internal threats. The data analysis I am experiencing is unpleasant."

John touched the shoulder of the family protector. "You need to not process the data for a 12 hour period. Go and talk to Agent Ellison tomorrow about your side of the incident. Play back your recording for him and he will add it to the evidence we are collecting."

"You are not displeased?"

"No, I was just kidding at first. Now, like you, I am a bit more concerned about this Chamberlain character."

TechCom Medical Center…

After sleeping the better part of the past several days, Lt. Dan lay awake staring at the ceiling of his room. His pain was not as bad and therapy had gone a little better. Having Ruth there to encourage him was nice. But confusing.

Dan had no doubt the little infiltrator was smitten with him. Ruth was certainly a beautiful young woman, even if she was a T-1000. Of course, she modeled her template after her adoptive human mother, Sarah Connor, who despite her mature years was still a striking woman.

On the other hand, Savannah was a beautiful woman and quite accomplished. Not many women her age held a position of such responsibility in TechCom City. Dan smiled as he thought of the fun he'd had with Savannah. She was smart, witty and once you got past her hard outer shell, a warm and caring woman.

As an orphan, Dan had never thought he would live long enough to find a wife and possibly have a family of his own. Now he had two women who intrigued him.

Their families were another matter. Wilhelm just plain intimidated him. He idolized his commanding officer and mentor, but he lived with a certainty that one tear shed by Savannah would mean his being squeezed to death if Wilhelm found out. Catherine was scary in different ways, but all T-1000s were scary.

Her cold demeanor was part of the reason for Savannah's tough exterior shell. Savannah had explained to him in no uncertain terms that Catherine loved her and the two of them had mended their relationship. She'd even joked as soon as she got pregnant Catherine would break out in songs of joy and dance about Command Central.

Ruth's family was even scarier. He didn't fear Ruth, which surprised him. He'd seen first hand what the little T-1000 was capable of in a fight. Derek and Sarah were another matter. He'd seen the dressing down Sarah had given for a piece of lint on the all black uniform of one of her infiltrators during an inspection. Wilhelm had even been impressed.

Derek was scary in a different way. Ruth complained about the overprotective nature of her father. "It's not like he can protect me better than I can protect myself. It's hard enough for me to get guys to pay attention to me." When Dan had pointed out most of the father's of daughters in TechCom were protective as well, Ruth had pointed out they weren't Colonel's with an entire brigade under their command.

Cameron and John were scary because you just didn't know how far their reach extended. The general consensus of every member of the TechCom military was the General had eyes in the back of his head and everywhere else too boot. His ability to surprise his enemies was legendary and a bit intimidating to his own troops.

Cameron worried him because part of every soldier's indoctrination included training in how to interact with the General's wife. It was made clear the slightest indication of a threat to the General, even the hint of a vague threat, would result in termination. It was rumored she had castrated a traitor with her bare hands and allowed him to bleed to death.

Blonde female personnel were told to never look the General in the eye and to always look down and to the left when addressed by Cameron. It worked well enough and any complaints by new female personnel were quietly addressed in private. Once the situation was clarified, no blonde female ever complained again. Rumors were floating about saying Cameron had even told a joke to a blonde squad gunner once.

Then there was the Old Man. Dan had no doubt the T-600 would drag himself with one finger across a hundred miles of Wasteland to terminate him if he ever harmed Ruth.

Expectations would be high if he pursued Savannah or Ruth. Marriage would be expected by both clans and taking either as a wife would carry with it significant, lifelong responsibilities.

Just thinking about the mess these two had gotten him into made him tired. The blonde NCO was looking better and better, but how would he divest himself of a newly interested Savannah and a Ruth who was clearly determined to pursue him. Dan decided he wasn't going to solve the problem that second and carefully turned on his side to go to sleep.

The Connor Family Bunker…

Carrying his boots in one hand and his briefcase in the other, John stealthily made his way into the family bunker. The Old Man silently shut the bunker door behind him while John sat his boots and briefcase on the battered old couch. Silently John entered Hailey's room.

He smiled at the sight of his daughter, sprawled on the bottom bunk in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Sammy sat on the edge of the bed, wagging his tail in silent greeting. Whimpers came from the box Hailey and Ruth were using for the clan's three new puppies to use as a kennel at night. John took a moment to let the three sniff his hand and lick his fingers before covering them back up.

Hailey turned on her side as John pulled her blankets back over her and kissed his daughter on her forehead. Sammy vanished under the blankets and a lump formed against Hailey's back. Just as silently as he'd entered, John made his way out of Hailey's room.

John flicked on the lights in his bedroom and was surprised to see Cameron in bed.

"I'm sorry," he told her and turned the lights back off, more as a courtesy than anything else. Cameron could see in the dark as well as she saw in regular light.

"Are you functioning within design parameters?"

"No. My glitch has made an appearance and my CPU is experiencing a data overload."

"Sounds like you don't feel well," John told Cameron.

"By human standards, I don't."

Concerned, John undressed quickly and got in bed. Cameron lay facing the doorway to their bedroom. John lay on his back and waited for his wife to quickly drape herself on him and rest her head on his shoulder. To his surprise, Cameron did not move.

"You're upset," he stated.

"I don't know which bothers me most. The fact my General is angry with me or the fact my husband is angry with me."

"This is about Ruth and Savannah isn't it?"

"You think I have failed as matriarch and you are angry."

John kept his mouth shut and counted to ten. He followed that by counting to twenty.

"Angry is too strong a word. On a scale with covering my wife in kisses of delight on one end to sprinkling thermite on her and lighting a match on the other, I would say I'm annoyed. Not angry or mad."

Turning to lie on his left side, John scooted over until Cameron could feel him pressing against her. With his right hand he pulled her hair aside and tucked it behind her ear. He took her right hand in his and laced his fingers between Cameron's and gave it a gentle but firm squeeze.

"You are angry," Cameron said firmly, her lips forming a brief pout.

"I said I was annoyed."

He moved his face back to give Cameron room to tilt her head before asking for the inevitable explanation.

"I am confused. Please explain."

"Look, I know it was a huge deal in many ways for Sarah to pass the responsibility of family matriarch to you. But you forgot a very simple fact. I am the patriarch, the head of the family. I also have to balance those responsibilities with my duty as General. Do you understand?"

"No. I am within my rights as matriarch to address the issue of Ruth mating and arranging her marriage," Cameron insisted.

"Whoa, there. Back up. You're getting ahead of yourself."

Cameron tensed and did not reply.

"Look, after I give my blessing to the lucky young man who wants to marry Hailey, once she says yes, I am stepping back and getting out of your way. I will show up when and where I am supposed to in all matters regarding her wedding. But Hailey only marries if I give my blessing."

"It will be my responsibility to help Hailey establish dominance and win her beau's heart once she has imprinted on her desired mate," Cameron insisted.

"If I approve of the young man," John reminded her. "Then manipulate away. Help Hailey set the trap and end his freedom. But consult me first."

"My plan for Ruth is acceptable," Cameron insisted. "It is good for Savannah as well. It is good for TechCom and the clans."

"You know Cameron, I have actually considered your plan, and in some ways it has merit. But you never asked Derek if Lt. Dan is acceptable in his eyes for Ruth. Sarah may object to the Lt."

"But why? He is a decorated officer. You yourself have designated him to be groomed for command. To take Wilhelm's place when he is promoted to Colonel. Ruth adores him. Her imprint on him is strong. Besides, they are both artists and will have things to do together when they are off duty."

"Cameron, I am willing to agree in principle the Lt. is worthy of consideration. But what if Derek and Sarah disapprove? You've encouraged Ruth to pursue the Lt. What do we do if Derek and Sarah want the relationship to be ended? Wouldn't it have been better if Ruth broke the imprinting before she identifies Dan as her purpose?"

Cameron considered John's scenario in silence.

"The trauma and negative emotional feedback would be considerably less and shorter in duration."

"You know what if feels like to experience that. There is not a day that goes by that I don't have some remorse about the whole Riley incident. I don't want my sister to hurt the way I hurt you."

"You are angry with me," Cameron stated again.

"No, I'm not even that annoyed with you now. You simply have to run your schemes past me before you set them in motion. Let's just hope, this mess works out the way you planned it."

"Sarah will be furious with me. I failed in my first major test as matriarch. Derek will be angry as well."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," John said in a measured tone. "I will deal with Derek. You, on the other hand, are going to prepare a detailed memo for Sarah, and I mean detailed. I will review it. Then we are going to send it in the morning burst traffic to the Airbase delegation so Sarah can be kept up to date. That way, she can go all Crazy Sarah and have plenty of time to calm down before she gets back. Catherine will keep mom in check. They are on a diplomatic mission and you know how much protocol means to Catherine."

"You will communicate with Derek?" Cameron asked cautiously.

"Yes, and I will make it clear you made some mistakes but you felt it was necessary to strike quickly and gain the strategic and tactical upper hand. If he's okay with the Lt. as a possible mate Derek will get a kick out of that. If he's not, once he calms down and starts picking things apart, he'll see the reason for you acting too soon and it'll help him calm down."

"You are not angry?"

"Can we go to sleep now," John responded.

"Would the General hold his wife like he is now? She would like that."

"Since the Commander asked so nicely, the General will consider it, but she must promise to always run her schemes past her General first in the future."

"She promises," a humbled Cameron replied.

John kissed the back of Cameron's head and shifted to get comfortable. He felt her nestle against him and settle in their bed.

"I love you and you love me," he whispered to Cameron.

"I'm sorry," she replied sorrowfully.

"I love my General and I am so thankful he loves me."

John waited for Cameron to stiffen and relax, indicating she had entered Terminator sleep. Instead, she lay perfectly still except for the thumb of her right hand which she used to gently stroke his hand.

He knew Cameron would lie quietly until he was asleep. Then she would consider the ramifications of the mistakes she had made in her scheming and the possible scenarios that could crop up as a result. Stressed from the day's events and the alarming intel coming in from his infiltrators in the north, John decided to go to sleep. Cameron had taken to heart, he hoped, his directives.

It wouldn't be the last time he would have to rein her in, of that he was certain. He thought about his little sister. His life had taken such strange turns. After a lifetime of being hunted by Terminators and Skynet, he was married to a beautiful TOK and had a T-1000 for a sister that he adored.

How did these things happen he wondered? Mom and Derek had raised a T-1000 as their own, the most deadly of all metal. And what did he think of the Lt. anyhow? A good officer, but was he good husband material for Ruth?

As John drifted off to sleep he decided he'd pay the good Lt. a little visit in the hospital tomorrow.

Airbase S-14 – 0900…

Sarah finished reading the personal messages sent in the morning transmission. A general sense of tension filled her. Cameron had a good plan and meant well, but she had needed to consult with Sarah and Derek first. That point would be driven home when she returned to TechCom City. Sarah knew from John's private message Cameron had already been taken to the wood shed and he'd requested Sarah not scold Tin Miss to harshly.

Part of Sarah's tension was the guilt she felt for not sitting Cameron down and setting some firm guidelines for her in regards to being the matriarch. For that reason, and that reason alone, Sarah planned to limit the anxiety she would inflict on Cameron.

Of all the things making Sarah feel anxious was the fact Ruth was truly growing up. Graduation would be held the evening the delegations returned. Her baby girl was not a baby anymore. Ruth hadn't been for a long time. It was one thing when the girls were just entering their teens for them to show interest in boys.

In Hailey's case, it was natural. She was human. Ruth on the other hand, was not. This fact had caused Sarah and Derek considerable anxiety. There were no T-1000 males for her to consort with. Upon learning Ruth was attracted to human males, a fact that still puzzled everyone except Catherine, who refused to comment on the matter, Sarah and Derek had initially felt a sense of relief. There would be a pool of males for Ruth to find a suitor.

They had then watched their shy little girl develop the body of a woman, as teenage girls are wont to do, but not be pursued by any of the males her developmental age. Brandon had been a complete disaster and Hailey and Ruth had sent the two twins they dated packing of their own accord.

Now their little girl had decided she'd found the male she wanted to marry. Cameron had not counseled Ruth, but had simply helped her put a plan in motion to snare the unsuspecting Lt. Something Sarah was fairly certain was not true. She'd met the Lt. and he was far to smart to not see what Ruth was up to.

Derek was going to have a fit but she'd deal with him in private. Cameron meant well and their baby girl was, after all a Terminator. Ruth had imprinted on the Lt, much like a human female would become infatuated with a possible suitor. Sarah couldn't be too critical. She'd fallen in love with Kyle, John's father in less than 24 hours and become pregnant the only time she'd been intimate with Kyle.

Cameron had a good overall strategy and she had taken into account the political ramifications of what she'd set in motion. Sarah had time to plan some before they arrived back at TechCom City. With her guidance, Cameron's plan might work.

"Personal message?"

Sarah looked up from her tablet to see Catherine enter the room.

"Yes."

"Are the children okay? John? Ruth? You seem distracted," Catherine observed.

"Kids are fine. So is Hailey. Tin Miss on the other hand is going to had a few grey hairs to the collection."

"Family will do that. I am fortunate I can simply morph the grey out of my hair and don't have to engage in the time consuming process of actually coloring your hair like you must suffer through."

Sarah grinned. "Did you just admit you get grey hairs?"

Catherine grinned back for a second before her face became blank again. "It happens to the best of us. This aging thing is not fun for Terminators either Sarah."

The Northern Kingdom…

Delegate Comeaux watched as the Cessna gathered speed and took off. The lights used to mark the two-lane road turned off and the pitch-black darkness of the Wastelands swallowed up the light.

Challenging times lay ahead, but Comeaux felt better now than he had before Colonel Reese had arrived. The King was unhappy with General Connor's plan and even unhappier with the demands made to form an alliance.

It had taken all of Comeaux's not inconsiderable skills of persuasion for the King to understand TechCom truly held all the cards. They did not need an alliance with the Northern Kingdom, but the Kingdom desperately needed an alliance with TechCom.

Derek had pointed out in private to Comeaux the only reason John was offering the terms he demanded was because the Kingdom's human population would either be enslaved or murdered. In good conscience John could not extend some offer of help.

It had also been pointed out by the good Colonel that TechCom was taking a risk by helping the Kingdom. And the General never took a risk without a possibility of a reward. The Kingdom would lose its independence. It, like Airbase S-14 would become a state in TechCom. The King would answer to the General and the leadership council of TechCom City. No longer would his rule be absolute.

In return, military and medical aid would be forthcoming. The Kingdom's military could hardly be called that. The TechCom personnel would train them as well as possible in the short period of time available. The sick and elderly would be transported to TechCom City. The rest would dismantle that of their kingdom that could be hidden and then vanish into the Wastelands with the TechCom Advisors to form a guerilla army.

Should TechCom prevail, a small airfield would be built as well as a hospital. Farmers from TechCom would come to help with the hydroponic farm. Other aid would be provided. After all, it was one of three states in the nation of TechCom.

The Cessna…

Derek fought the anger coursing through his veins. He'd awakened early that morning tired and weary. The long trek to the so-called airfield had not been something he'd looked forward too.

Then he'd gotten John's long and detailed update about what was going on with his little girl. Sarah's message had calmed him down considerably, but he'd already decided the first thing he was doing upon his return was paying this Lt. Dan a visit. Catherine and Wilhelm could just stick it.

If he passed muster, and this was whom Ruth wanted, then it was going to happen. IF, and it was a big IF, he passed muster.

Derek tried to get comfortable for the flight back to TechCom City. There would be no sleeping with the turbulence but he hoped to at least not be bounced around too much.

South of Salem – State of Oregon…

Wind blew grit and sand onto their imaging equipment, making the infiltrator's task more difficult. From their vantage point above the highway the team of four was recording every bit of data they could with their equipment. The smell of burning fuel made their nostrils burn and eyes water. Roar of the turbine driven engines made verbal communication impossible.

Below a column of armored vehicles lumbered slowly past. In the lead were new, never before seen designs. Small for what appeared to be modern tanks, each vehicle was armed with a pulse energy gun its turret and a machine gun for eliminating the threat of infantry attacks.

Following behind the initial group was three heavy armored self-propelled field guns. It was evident to the entire group the armor was the protective screening force for the big guns. Using his rangefinder, the leader of the group estimated the giant guns to have barrels capable of firing 240 mm rounds.

Support vehicles carrying crew, fuel and ammunition followed. Old Bradley Infantry carriers followed indicating an infantry-screening group was attached for defensive purposes.

Searchlights swept the surrounding area, revealing a screening force of T-600s making their way along the sides of the road, easily keeping pace with the slow moving column. As the enemy forces moved by, the infiltrators photographed, recorded and counted everything they saw.

Growing more concerned by the minute, the leader of the infiltration group was glad he would be far from TechCom City when General Connor received their report.

TechCom Central Park…

The light always had a strange feel to it. No matter how many times Savannah complained to John Henry, he'd never been able to get the filters just right to make the light in the city's Central Park seem like natural sunlight. She decided perhaps it was because it had been so long since she'd seen the sun and real sunlight that she remembered it wrong.

She sat on the bench, soaking up the Vitamin D artificially created in the lighting system of the park. Savannah always felt better after spending a little time in the city's public green space. Today was an exception.

Savannah was in turmoil, conflicted over the warring emotions within. Ruth challenging her for Lt. Dan has angered her. Not that Savannah couldn't understand why the younger woman was attracted to Dan, but rather the fact Ruth had the audacity to think she could prevail.

Then there was the fact Lt. Dan had told her in rather blunt terms they were no longer a couple. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. Relieved? Angry? Resentful? Hurt?

If Ruth wasn't enough of a distraction, that arrogant blonde NCO got on Savannah's nerves just as a matter of principle. At least Ruth had been somewhat respectful, by Terminator stands of behavior. Ruth couldn't help certain things Savannah reminded herself. But that blonde, she just got on Savannah's nerves. For a moment she considered finding Ruth and pointing out the blonde competition. Savannah smiled at the thought. Cameron would see to it Ruth dealt harshly with the blonde sergeant.

One thing Savannah had realized in thinking about the entire mess was she didn't want to be alone. Catherine was right to push her to find a husband. Savannah shivered at the thought of agreeing with her mother on something so personal, but Catherine had told her being alone was not the way to spend her life. Catherine had tried once, and not very successfully, to explain why as different as she and Wilhelm were why their existence was better with each other than without.

Picturing her mother doting over the huge warrior was always at odds with Catherine's primary personality, which at best could be described as somewhat distant. Reconciling the times Savannah had witnessed Wilhelm pick Catherine's petite form up and carry her about with a smile on his face was equally difficult to reconcile. But one thing was certain. The two Terminators existence was better for the union.

There were other fish in the sea. Dan was very handsome, sweet and made Savannah feel comfortable and at ease. He was also as stubborn as a Terminator in pursuit and showed not the slightest inclination to leave the Airborne.

And therein lay the problem.

As bitterly angry as it made her, Savannah would not defy her parents. If she were to marry, it would be an officer.

Cameron's intervention, no intrusion, had made Savannah look at things from different perspectives. Why would Cameron intervene? Helping Ruth was certainly understandable, but to the degree of interference Cameron had gone too?

Thinking about Cameron's motivation, which always started with what she thought was best for her John, made Savannah realize Cameron was protecting John and her family. The Connors ruled TechCom. They weren't despots. The leadership council had real power and the members all had significant duties and responsibilities.

But the Connors ruled none-the-less. The fact of the matter Savannah realized was there was no other truly viable means of government. Not until the wars were done being fought.

Cameron wanted Ruth to marry an officer in line for a command. A combat veteran who could rise through the ranks and legitimately join the leadership council in time. The same would undoubtedly be true for Hailey. Savannah knew Cameron well enough to know she wanted the girls to be happy in their marriages, that this would certainly take priority.

She also knew Cameron would protect John's rule and the clan's hold over TechCom. Cameron's decision to push so hard to help Ruth made sense from Cameron's perspective. Savannah didn't have to like it, but it had a certain logic.

"You're looking awfully serious today Miss Weaver."

Savannah's reverie broken, she looked up to find her new patient standing before her, resting his weight on his crutches.

"Captain Jones, what brings you to our city's beautiful park?"

"Actually, I was hoping to find my new doctor. Have you seen a pretty redhead around here anywhere?"

Savannah laughed easily and smiled at the handsome man standing before her. Perhaps she could swallow her pride and let Ruth have her way without a big fight. There were other fish in the sea.

TechCom Command Central…

John set the tablet down. Feeling a stress headache coming on, he first pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed it before taking both hands and rubbing his temples. As a last resort he rubbed his forehead. None of it helped the growing throbbing in his head.

He pressed his compiece on his desk.

"Cameron?"

"I will be there in just a moment John."

John released the button, knowing it was pointless to tell Cameron he just needed to ask her a question.

The door to his office opened and Cameron barreled in, letting the door shut behind her. In three strides she was standing by John. Before he could stop his wife, she touched her hand to his forehead like a human mother checking her child for a fever.

"Your vitals are elevated. You are experiencing significant stress."

Not wanting to be lectured about the current state of his health, John reached around Cameron's waist and pulled her into his lap. Since she was here, he decided, he could use a little comfort time from the second in command.

Cameron did not say a word. She settled in comfortably in John's lap and leaned her torso against his chest, allowing her head to rest against his shoulder and neck. John picked up his tablet and handed it to Cameron. He closed his eyes and took in the Cameron's strawberry scent while she read through the troubling dispatch from the Olympia infiltration group.

Finished scanning the report, Cameron sat the tablet down gently on John's desk. She placed her hand over John's heart and tenderly rubbed his chest.

"You will outwit this Skynet. We will defeat this enemy."

"I just don't know Cameron. I thought we had destroyed all of Skynet's weapon production capability on the West Coast. And now this? How many more of our people have to die to stop this insanity? We've lost too many already. Cameron, I am afraid there won't be enough of us to survive if this keeps up."

Cameron said nothing. John needed to feel reassured and loved when he felt despair. That was her job. His was to create the plan that would defeat this new threat, to lead TechCom to victory.

She whispered in her husband's ear, "John?"

"What, Cameron."

"Would you take me home, please?"

John looked up at his wife suddenly, concern on his face.

"Are you operating within your design parameters?"

"Yes." Cameron took John's chin in her hand and guided his face towards hers. She kissed him with a gentle passion, stroking his cheek as she did so.

"I need to be with my husband. No," Cameron said softly. "I want to be with my husband. Would he please take me home?"

Reviews are always appreciated. If you liked this story, you might want to consider my other TSCC stories:

Cameron Grows Up

The Future Cameron

Cameron's Revenge

Cameron versus the Queen

Cameron versus Derek (short story)

Cameron: Fights Past and Present - A Collection of Short Stories

Cameron's Treasures (short story)

Cameron and the Black Bird

Cameron and John's Wedding

Who's the Boss?

The Storm Before the Calm