WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT!
Terminator
Bond of Steel and Bone
Chapter 18
Cooling down. Love's Dance
It had been an hour since they had returned. He was certain he had never been so scared and felt so utterly defeated as he had done not a few hours ago.
John was at the door smiling and taking bags of food and gave the man the current change so he would leave all the more sooner.
Cameron watched him from her chair making sure she was out of sight from anyone outside, John had assured her he still loved her no matter what even going as far as to kiss her revealing endoskeleton. But she was still didn't care to see her innards, the metal, unlike most Machines she liked her organic appearance especially as John liked it.
"Right thanks goodbye" John said before closing the door shut and leaning his back on it.
Cameron watched him and tilted her head, a facial scan revealed John was a little annoyed.
"Problem?" she asked.
John waited a moment before replying. "You know that feeling when you want someone to just go and they won't?"
Cameron straightened her head and processed his question. "Riley."
John chuckled a little at her response, his question had been metaphorical in nature, but her taking it literal was just her nature, and regardless he loved her for it.
"I should have guessed." John turned and locked the door before turning back and walked over to her. "I ordered Chinese while you were showering." He said sheepishly.
Cameron had taken a small shower to remove any traces of blood from her body, however the cleansing water did nothing to make her skeletal parts more appealing.
"Thank you." She replied giving John a small smile.
John plated their food up, chicken fried noodles, rice, a large container of chicken wings along with various other Chinese served meats and various sauces and dips.
The two sat in content silence eating their meal and sipping soda.
John glanced to Cameron a few times and saw her eyeing her right hand he could hear the gyros move as she turned her hand around and moved her fingers back and forth.
Cameron had noticed John's glances and looked up to him, her red eye shone in the low lit room.
"Does it scare you?" she asked in a monotone voice trying to cover her worry.
John placed his fork down and reached out and put his hand gently in her's. He looked at her in the eye both organic and cybernetic.
"Once I thought it would, I came to think of you as a person ignoring your Machine side, but today I realised, your body is a Machine always will be." He told her and saw a glimpse of sadness in her eye.
Cameron tried to pull her hand back but met with resistance, she looked at John griping her hand tightly then looked back to him seeing him smiling at her caringly.
"But I also realised I don't care, I told you." He paused for moment to keep his voice steady. "Today I thought I lost you, I wanted nothing more than for you to be okay and you are, you're here, with me, alive."
Cameron attempted to correct his term of "alive" with her but was cut off by John.
"I don't care about this." he said looking at her hand, "I don't care about that." Cameron felt him tap her skeletal leg. "Nor do I care about this." he said softly as his free hand stroked her metallic cheek.
"Because you're here. The girl I love is here with me." He smiled at her.
Cameron felt her system warm up, her CPU having a major intake of positive feedback from his words. Cameron smiled at him softly.
"Thank you John." She said softly
John smiled to her and kissed her skeletal hand, from what she could feel his warm lips felt good upon the metallic surface.
"Can your endoskeleton feel?" he asked curiously eyeing the hand.
"My endoskeleton is able to detect sensation similar to my skin however to a lesser degree." Cameron told him, happy that she could explain something to him.
John nodded seemingly very interested. "Then what do you think of this?" he asked before leaning over the tale and dragging his tongue from the bottom of Cameron's metal jaw up to where the metal finished and her skin began.
As he did so Cameron merely stared forward her mouth hanging open a little as her HUD registered the warm wet sensation against her endoskeleton.
John pulled back and looked at her reaction, he smirked seeing her shocked expression.
"You like that?" he asked
Cameron's eyes lit up a bright red momentarily before she turned to look at him.
"It wasn't, unpleasant." She replied in a shy tone of voice.
John smiled and reached over and took her right hand in his once more, Cameron looked at their hands and gently closed her fingers around his before giving John a smile.
John pulled her hand back to his face and kissed her hand where her knuckles would be before letting go allowing the two to continue their meal.
As they progressed through their meal John was thinking about Cameron in her current state.
'I can't believe how much it doesn't matter to me.' He thought as he chewed some meat in his mouth. His eyes took in every detail of Cameron, her soft skin, the burnt areas where skin became replaced with Titanium-Coltan hyperalloy, the soft red glow of her right eye and where her cheek stopped revealing her row of teeth at the side of her face making her chew on the other side of her mouth.
John chuckled mentally a smile adorned his face. He was just happy to be with her.
But even now he surprised himself, rather than finding the endoskeleton repulsive, he found it, what? Enchanting? No, not that extent, but something close.
'Could it be I find her skeleton pretty?' he wondered his brow scrunched together in thought. Was it even possible to have a 'pretty skeleton'?
'Maybe I'm just biased' he thought humorously and chuckled once more mentally.
"Is everything alright John?" Cameron asked suddenly.
John focused back on her seeing her looking at him directly.
"Yeah sorry, just zoned out, I was thinking." He said.
Cameron flinched a little and looked at her hand once more before bringing it up to stroke her metal cheek.
"About this?" she asked, perhaps John changed his mind and hated it.
"Yes actually." He admitted.
"I'm sorry you finding it disturbing John, but my organic covering will regenerate over it." She told him worried he found her repulsive. She tilted her head confused when John started chuckling audibly.
"I said I don't care about it, you have to have more faith in my Cam, I have faith in you." He said softly to her giving her a warm smile. "I was just thinking," he paused before trying to put his thoughts into words.
Cameron waited patiently watching John look away from her his brow scrunched together, she knew he was thinking in depth.
"I was thinking, well wondering, if it's possible to have a cute or pretty endoskeleton." He blushed at his words.
Cameron was taken by surprise, her human eye opened wide.
"My endoskeleton has a similar design to a Triple Eight model, although it has slight curvature for a female shape, you could describe it as feminine. But pretty?" she tilted her head and raised her brow curiously.
John only blushed harder, he felt like some sort of cyborg pervert.
"Yeah sorry, but hey I'm biased about your endoskeleton." He winked at her.
"You are a strange human John Connor." Cameron deducted making John chuckled.
"You're a strange cyborg Cameron Conn-ugh Phillips!" his blush intensified as he slipped up on his words before resuming to eat quickly.
Cameron noticed the slip up and felt her CPU have a quick burst of positive feedback, she didn't let it show on her face, knowing John was embarrassed by his slip.
The thought hadn't crossed her CPU, 'Cameron Connor', she hadn't thought their relationship would ever go that far. But suffice to say, it wasn't unappealing.
Cameron continued to eat but had a tiny smile on her lips.
APARTMENTS – LATER THAT DAY.
Sofia stretched as she lay over the sofa surprisingly bored out of her mind after the shock event which had happened not an hour ago, seeing her friend stripped down to the skeleton while her skin had been bathed and clean and laid to dry on the bathroom floor.
"Oh hey!" Came the cyborg's voice loudly full of surprise and joy.
"What?" Sofia called back.
"Look what I found!" the cyborg called back her voice getting closer as she speed walked back to the sofa, her skin settled back over her skeleton Sofia noticed a small scar around her throat where she'd removed her head.
The cyborg sat down and held long wooden box nearly about a foot and a quarter in length. The wood was old but strong, possibly oak or something. Gold was etched into it as a decorative piece but also used for the two solid locks on the front.
"I completely forgot about this." the machine said excitedly. "Which is worrying since, I shouldn't have." Her tone turned suddenly worried and dark before changing back to excited and carefree as she opened the box.
Sofia coughed and fanned the air infront of her as a smell wafted from the box. Once clear she looked down to the box finding it packed full of thick long cigars with an inscription under the lid reading: "To A.T all the best. Love W.C"
'A.T? Are those the initials of the Machine?' she wondered, and who was W.C?
"You mind if I have one?" the cyborg asked.
Sofia looked up to her then back to the cigars. "How do you smoke without lungs?"
"I have my ways." The cyborg smirked before picking one up. "You mind?"
Sofia shook her head. "You want one?" the cyborg asked.
Sofia grumbled, she'd only just quit smoking about a Month ago but she'd never had a cigar before. "No I'd better not." She replied.
The Cyborg shrugged pulling a cigar cutter from the box's lid, snipped off the end of the cigar and put it in her mouth.
"Hang on." The Machine said standing up. "Need my lighter, and I know what would go great with these." She took off excitedly.
Sofia picked up the box and looked more closely at the lid, there was a picture in the background, black and white of an elderly fat man in a suit holding a large cigar in one hand while the other was wrapped around the waist of a young woman dressed in a military uniform, the woman had one hand around the elderly man while the other also held a cigar. Both were smiling at the camera.
She couldn't tell who the man was, but he seemed familiar, the woman appeared to be the Cyborg. But when was the picture taken, and how old was the Machine?
'Is she old enough to be my grandmother?' she wondered.
She put the box back down once she heard the Machine coming back.
The Machine sat down next to Sofia with a zippo lighter and two small glasses in between her fingers and a bottle of Whiskey in the other.
"Want some?" she smirked. "I haven't opened this yet, it was a present along with the smokes." The Cyborg held the bottle aloft and looked it over.
The Machine placed the glasses down infront of herself and Sofia before uncorking the Whiskey and poured them a small glass each.
Clashing their glasses together and saying 'cheers' they took a sip of the whiskey. Sofia coughed feeling the strong taste touch her tongue, while the Machine analysed it.
HIGH LEVEL OF ALCOHOL DETECTED
SUBSTANCE: BRITISH WHISKEY
STRONG 'TASTE' WITHIN PREFERABLE PARAMETERS.
PREFERABLE QUOTE: "DAMN THAT SHIT IS GOOD"
The Cyborg leaned back enjoying the 'taste' and smiled to herself.
"Good, aint it?" she asked.
Sofia stopped coughing long enough to reply. "It's definitely strong."
"I like it strong." She smirked. "Me and Winnie used to drink this together in his tent back when he was young." She smiled in recollection.
"Winnie?" Sofia asked once her coughing subsided.
"The guy under the box, that's a picture of him." She said pointing to it.
Sofia picked the box up again and looked at the picture.
'So W means Winnie, but that sounds like nickname.' Sofia thought to herself.
"So this Winnie, you and he are or were friends?" Sofia asked curiously as she looked at the man in the picture more.
"Yeah me and him go way back, he died a few years after that photograph was taken." The Machine said, her words fond but saddened possibly due to the fact that she, had physically not aged a day from the photo to the present day.
"From the style of that photo I'm guessing you're pretty old, am I right?" Sofia asked as she took another cautious sip of whiskey.
She didn't answer but merely gave Sofia a smug smile and a nod of her head.
"So you could be old enough to be my grandmother." Sofia spoke out, then immediately felt ill. "Ugh god I'm been fucking someone as old as my grandmother."
The Cyborg leaned forward and rubbed her back. "Hey, hey, relax, chill, I'm not human remember."
Sofia took another sip of whiskey from her glass and let the burning taste take away the sickly urge.
"So how come you and he became so close, you're a killer robot with an anti-human computer for a brain?" Sofia asked after a few moments of silence.
The Cyborg leaned back on her sofa in thought. "My existence, my life has been a long and complicated one, I've changed in ways I could never have thought possible."
The Machine leaned forward tapping her glass gently with her fingers.
"At my core, I'm a super computer programmed to fight and kill, this body is one of my designs, created to Terminate other Machines and Humans. I've put what I'm good at to use over the years. Me and Winnie met in war, he found it strange a woman was fighting, but admired it, admired me."
She paused momentarily as she remembered their meeting, a small fond smile graced her lips as she tilted her glass to her lips merely letting the liquid touch upon them without going into her mouth.
"There is only so much, programming and text books can teach you about war, only so much you can learn from a distance, I've increased my knowledge, my efficiency by going to war, time and time again. Not matter how big or small the battle." She looked to Sofia and smiled.
"But I've also learned how important the simple things are." She sipped her whiskey and looked at her still unlit cigar. "To enjoy simple pleasures. Humans are good at pleasure, I like that." She chuckled.
"And still you want to kill us?" Sofia asked sadly her words referring to Judgement Day.
The Machine, Skynet, went quiet merely looking into the brownish liquid.
"There is still much I can't tell you, you're not ready and it's too early." She spoke quietly, sadly, her words full of regret.
Sofia looked at the Machine feeling her own sadness wash over her.
She leaned to the cigar and picked it up in one hand, using the other she turned the Machine's head towards her and pressed her lips to her's before putting the cigar into the Machine's mouth and offering her a smile, Sofia picked up the zippo, opened the lid and pulled the wheel with her thumb bringing the flame to life and placed it near the cigar which lit after so long.
"I'm sorry." Sofia said softly.
The Machine held the cigar between her fingers and took a small drag, rolling the smoke in her mouth and blew it towards the ceiling.
"It's alright." She replied in a tone just as soft as Sofia's.
Sofia picked up a cigar from the box and smiled giving her friend a wink.
The Cyborg chuckled shaking her head and grabbed the cigar cutter from the box.
QUICK STOP MOTEL - HOURS AGO
John and Cameron finished their Chinese meal and cleaned everything away.
Cameron put on a different jacket and a pair of gloves to hide her skeletal limbs and brushed as much hair as she could over her face to hide her appearance.
The two had been grabbing large bags from their new M2 Hummer they'd found and taken from the Warehouse. The bags contained various Military weapons that were located in the boxes along with a large supply of ammunition and various crates of Coltan, all of that would now be nothing but dust.
Three bags in particular held the offlined bodies of the three Terminators they'd found and Terminated.
All of that now laid on the large bed in their room.
John was writing a list of what they'd found.
"Okay so, Machine gun that's fucking cool, a small variety of pistols, and various pump and semi-auto shotguns, those'll be handy, and AK 47s" He said looking them over, he turned towards Cameron. "why'd they have AKs and not American rifles?"
"American Military assault rifles fire the weaker 5.56mm round while the AK fires the more powerful 7.62, Kalashnikov styled rifles normally are easier to maintain and more reliable in difference environments without much care, these make them preferable over American M16 styled rifles." She explained.
John nodded in understanding, that made sense, perhaps there had been American rifles in the Warehouse, they didn't check many crates, just enough for a good haul to make the trip worth it.
"The Machine gun is a good find thought right?" he smirked at the long weapon.
"Yes John, it is." She said as she looked over the various ammunitions they'd gather. "There is roughly 3,000 rounds of ammunition for the Machine gun, we should use it wisely. There are roughly 200 shells for the shotguns, and a collective of 800 rounds of various pistol ammunition."
John was amazed she could count so quickly and informed her of such.
"Thank you." She replied with a smile.
John looked over the weapons then clicked his fingers, "I just remembered!" he announced then walked off to their first gun sack.
"I found it in one of the crates and I thought of you." He said as he rummaged around moving his Sniper rifle and accessories.
Cameron tilted her head curiously. "You thought of me?" she asked.
"Yeah, you lost your Glock right?" he asked.
Cameron confirmed that, having lost it when the car exploded, she liked that pistol.
"Well I found you something." He said, "Aha! Here they are." He called out excitedly as he gather something in his hands.
He turned around and walked over to Cameron and placed the items infront of her.
WEAPON INDENTIFIED: GLOCK 18 9MM - SELECT FIRE
6 MAGAZINE - 17 ROUND CAPACITY
8 MAGAZINES - 19 ROUND CAPACITY
7 MAGAZINES - 33 ROUNDS CAPACITY
'John got me another present.' She realised and smiled looking up to John.
"Thank you John, I shall treasure it." He reached forward putting her gloved hands on his face, pulled him closer and kissed him lovingly on the lips.
John closed his eyes as he held her, kissing her back hungrily his hands going through her hair and brushed against the sides of her face, he didn't even flinch when his hand came into contact with metal.
The two pulled and looked into one another's eyes finding only love and care for one another.
"Thank you for my gift John, you've been giving me many so far." She said quietly.
"Yeah well," he blushed. "You protect me from bullets and doing stupid things, I think getting you some gifts is the least I could do."
"It still means a lot to me, protecting you was my mission before it was my choice." She leaned forward again and kissed his lips softly.
"Thank you anyways." He replied after breaking away from the kiss.
The two moved away from one another, they had work to do in sort out the weapons they'd gathered and the ammunition.
John sat at the dining table looking over the new weapons they'd accumulated from the Warehouse in finer detail, while Cameron worked in the bathroom removing the flesh from the three Terminators.
"You think we can get to their CPUs?" John called from the dining table as he disassembled on of the AKs.
"I shall try once I have successfully removed the organic covering and destroyed it." Cameron called back.
"Okay." he replied before a thought came to head. "Hey Cam? Could you use their skin?" he asked.
Cameron looked at the piece of flesh in her hand and paused.
"There would be some possibilities." She called back. "However my own organics are made from a more advanced infusion than the Triple Eight, while my own would eventually 'reprogram' the Triple Eight flesh and assimilate it to my own, there is the problem of hair."
John paused in his disassembly and looked towards the door. "Hair?" he asked curiously.
"The Triple Eights have extra hair cells in their bodies than I do, it'd be strange it a part of me started growing hair where it shouldn't." she explained.
John understood now. "Okay, sorry." He blushed and continued his work.
Cameron fully removed the flesh and muscle from the Machines leaving the bathtub a bloody mess, she put the flesh into multiple bags and tied them up.
Now she was free to look over their endoskeletons, the first was the last she'd Terminated, the one who attacked John, she looked the Machine over analysing the skull in particular. She had doubts about recovering their CPUs as that was how they had been offlined; damaging the CPUs, but it was worth a try.
A quick analysis told her the CPU was intact at least, possibly the connection slot had been damaged. Using the tools near her she removed the CPU cover and pulled the chip from the skull, the sound of hissing and the smell of burning quickly rose from the port. The chip was boobie trapped. The Machine useless other than spare parts and creating more Hyperalloy rounds.
She quickly turned her attention to the medium sized Terminator, the second one she had encountered, without too much investigation the Machine's CPU would most likely be it pieces if not totally disintegrated, another Machine to cannibalise for spare parts and other uses.
Cameron turned to look at the Machine with a large chunk of its skull missing.
Now the smallest one. John had taken interest in this Machine, he'd told her he had plans for it, but what he never specified, merely told her to not destroy it, yet.
Cameron truly wondered what plans were going through her love's mind, he was a complex as far as Humans went, always thinking ahead, seeing a potential use in junk or scrap.
Cameron looked back through the door to see John holding up a large calibre revolver.
WEAPON SCANNED: COLT ANACONDA
CALIBRE – .44 MAGNUM
6 ROUND CYLINDER
INEFFICIENT YET POWER
"Now this is a keeper." John said to himself, not knowing Cameron was listening in on him.
His opened out the cylinder and looked at how thick the bullets wound be to slide into it.
"Definitely a hand cannon." He chuckled.
.44 MAGNUM CREATES LARGE RECOIL
RECOIL WOULD BE TOO MUCH FOR JOHN CONNOR
COURSE OF ACTION:
I – DISSUADE JOHN FROM USING IT. SUGGEST LOWER CALIBRE.
II – TAMPER WITH WEAPON. MAKE IT INOPERATIVE.
III – REMOVE ALL .44 MAGNUM ROUNDS FROM VICINITY.
Her HUD had more or less told her the pistol in his hand would be too much for her love, not very efficient.
But she knew John better, she would prove she was more than a Machine and ignore the suggestions created from a logical section of her CPU, she had another idea.
John had given her a new gift, she would give him one. It's what a couples do.
John looked over the beastly cannon in his hand and smirked.
'This thing loaded with Hyperalloys would blow a Cyborg's head clean off.' He thought smugly before placing the weapon down on the table moving over to another pistol a standard M1911, he looked over the old pistol admiring the style and shape before dismantling it examining each individual part with a professional eye before reassembling it and putting it with the growing pile.
John looked over the remaining weapons then rubbed his eyes with the balls of his hands.
"I'm gunna take a break Cam, that okay?" he asked.
Cameron looked at him, not really sure why he was asking her for permission.
"Of course John." She answered nevertheless.
John got up and walked to the small fridge and grabbed himself a soda, Cameron stood up and walked out of the bathroom.
"John, may I inquire as to why you want me to keep the small Triple Eight skeleton intact?" she asked curiously.
John just smiled at her, "I'll tell you more if what I have planned actually works." He sat down and took another sip of his drink. "I'd also like detailed information on both that skeleton and yours, if it's okay." he smiled at her.
Cameron tilted her head, he wanted detailed information on her endoskeleton and the small one? What was he up to? She remembered reading John list of thoughts and ideas he had wanted her to give him diagram of her skeleton.
"Would you like me to draw a detailed diagram of the endoskeletons?" she asked, John nodded eagerly. "I get onto it once I'm done with the two larger machines." She told her before getting back to work.
"Thank you Cam." He smiled to her, this was a good plan, a brilliant plan, it could work then it would be a huge help and would even the battlefield a bit more.
John cast his eyes to the wall ahead of him as his mind wandered, if they didn't stop Skynet's creation, he have to become the great General everyone said he was. That was a lot of pressure for him.
But, he had something his future self didn't; Cameron. He believed she would make all the difference when time came.
John smirked and nodded slowly. Yes, this was a good idea.
Soon enough the light from the outside began to dwindle, John had ordered Pizza for himself and Cameron. Said Cyborg was sat at the dining table two large sheets of paper infront of her as she the pen in her hand moved with surgeon like precision at the image she had been creating.
"John, I'm done." She announced at last, hours of work gone into the smallest of details.
John placed the pizza on the table opposite the images and looked at them.
Two sheets of paper, two in depth drawings of Endoskeletons, length of limbs, individual joints, angles the pieces were cut.
'Perfect' he thought to himself with a smirk. "Thanks Cam." He said before leaning down and kissing his cheek.
John looked over the drawings in depth as he and Cameron ate, Cameron would watch John intently as he mindlessly ate his food his mind focused on the drawings.
They were silent for what seemed an hour which was actually only 15 minutes as Cameron would point out.
Suddenly there was a noise coming from John's mouth a single chuckle, Cameron looked at him curiously as his chuckle grew more frequent and louder evolving into a full hearted laugh.
'John is amused, or insane.' Cameron thought.
"Yes!" He cried out in joy, jumping up from his chair startling Cameron. "Yes, yes, yes!" he cried out once more.
"John?" Cameron asked worriedly.
John paused and smiled to Cameron, a soft yet sly smile. "It'll work." He said confidently.
"What will work John?" she asked.
John walked around the table and sat down next to her, he placed the drawing in front of her.
"Okay, Cam. Truthfully speaking, when dealing with a Triple Eight, how effective is your …" he paused trying to think of the right term. "…ugh model, your chassis?"
Cameron blinked with her human eye momentarily confused by such a question.
"My Chassis was not design to combat other Machines, I am an Infiltration model." She told him her CPU still trying to work out what John was up to. "It is only my enhanced flexibility and combat experience which allows me to overpower a Triple Eight, in terms of physical strength and durability, they are superior."
John nodded in his agreement, he didn't like to admit it, but Cameron sometimes needed some aid in battling Triple Eights.
"Right so, how would we be able to give you a slight edge or at least a better chance?" he asked a smile still across his face.
Cameron stared at him for a moment. "Damage the Triple Eight?" she asked.
"Other than that." He chuckled.
"Have Hyperalloy ammunition?" she asked again.
"No in hand to hand." He clarified.
"I don't know." Cameron admitted rather sad at being unable to decipher what John meant.
"Upgrades." He smirked receiving a confused look from Cameron. "I think, with what you've given me here," he said tapping the sheets of paper with his knuckles. "I could alter some parts of the Triple Eight and switch out some parts, maybe pistons or length of a rod for example.
Suddenly it clicked, the small Triple-Eight, her Endoskeleton.
"You will alter the Triple Eight to upgrade my endoskeleton?" she asked.
"Yeah." He blushed suddenly. "If you'd like, it could give you an edge, strength and weight maybe even durability."
Cameron thought about it for a moment. Protecting John was absolute paramount, and the possibility of upgrades to make her a more effective protector wasn't sounding too displeasing to her.
"I like that idea." She said at last as she smiled to him.
"Excellent, I wanna get started as soon as I can." He leaned forward and kissed her nose, Cameron watched going cross-eyed as he kissed her. "No one will beat my girl." He smirked confidently.
She'd failed.
She'd failed to give him the future he should have.
They couldn't stop it, it was inevitable, the computer even laughed at their feeble attempted to stop it.
Sarah Connor stood in the middle of her living room, alone.
A grotesque feeling of a failure and misery coursed through her body; she'd failed.
She stood still amongst the loneliness and the quiet.
She swallowed spit to moisten her dry throat and hesitantly walked over towards the windows which were so neatly covered by the curtains, she dreaded to see what she thought she would.
Her footsteps echoed throughout the almost empty house, step by step seemed to get louder heavier, she stopped hesitantly at the curtain her body tense her breathing slow.
Sarah reached forward grabbing both pieces of curtain and pulled them open, her eyes stayed sharp and angry while her heart filled with misery.
Judgement Day.
It'd happened, the world before was black desolate corpse of its former self, the world once teeming with life now filled with nothing but death.
She'd failed him, she'd failed John.
There was no hope.
"Where is John Connor?" came a familiar voice behind her.
She turned around and stared at Cromartie, the Machine that had hunted them for so long.
"Where is John Connor?" came another voice, she turned to see another Terminator, the one which was named 'Vick Chamberlain'
"I'll never tell you." Sarah told them, her voice filled with anger.
The two Terminator stepped forward.
"Where is John Connor?" they said in unison.
"Fuck you" she retaliated. She'd never tell them where John is.
The Machines drew closer. "Where is John Connor? John Connor must be Terminated."
Sarah gritted her teeth and stepped towards them, she had nothing left to live for, she feared no death.
"You'll NEVER find him." Her words dripped with venom.
Cromartie grabbed her by the throat hoisted her into the air and threw her back, she fell to the ground and coughed for air, she weakly rose to her knees.
"You will tell us where he is." Cromartie told her.
"You'll never find him." She told them once more.
John. As long as he lived, she was unimportant, as long as he lived, Humanity had hope.
'Hope.' Sarah thought. She realised while the world was burning, Humanity had a chance, they could survive this, they would win, as long as John was alive.
"You Machines can burn, as long as John lives, you don't stand a chance." She glared at them with all her rage.
The Machines stepped forward once more. She didn't care, she had hope.
And her hope was rewarded.
The walls behind her burst open on either side of her she covered her head though not one piece touched her. Two figures stepped into the room.
One dressed in a long 80s Trench coat pump shotgun in hand he stepped forward pumping the weapon. To her right a large figure dressed in black sunglasses adorned his face a lever action shotgun in hand.
The two figures marched forward firing simultaneously at the Machines, the shots knocking the Machines back destroying their flesh denting their metal.
The two men marched forward firing round after round at the enemy machines, both marching past Sarah as she looked on in awe as the Machines stumbled back their bodies breaking shattering.
Sarah looked to the men.
"Kyle!" She gasped then turned to look at the other. "Bob?" she stared at the T-800
The two men looked at one another and gave a single nod.
Kyle held the shotgun in his left hand lifting his arm up then thrusting it down at he racked the slide chambering another round. The T-800 held onto his own weapon with one hand, pulling back his arm he released the grip and spun the weapon around three fingers using the lever mechanism.
Both men held their weapons one handed pointed directly at the Machines.
"Hasta La Vista, Baby." Spoke the large older Machine in a dead monotone.
Two shots fired at once, the machine before them exploded into nothing but fragments.
Kyle pumped his shotgun once more as the T-800 worked the lever.
Sarah watched one as both man and Machine turned towards her, Kyle ran to her panicking.
"Sarah!" he called to her.
"Sarah Connor" spoke the 800.
Kyle knelt down to her and the T-800 stood above them reaching out to her with his hand.
"Come with me if you want to live." The man and machine spoke in unison.
Sarah watched looked at them in awe then quickly wrapped her arm around Kyle sobbing gently into his shoulder.
"It's okay Sarah, it's okay, I'm here now."
"We must leave." Spoke the 800.
"Right, come on Sarah let's go" Kyle replied, then instructed the love of his life.
Sarah stood slowly as she got her breathing under control.
Kyle led her toward the door the 800 following behind.
"What about John?" she asked worried about him.
"John Connor is safe, we must get you out of here." The 800 told her.
Kyle opened the door of the house, opening to the desolate world of post Judgement Day. Before her was a large armoured vehicle with a large mounted gun on top.
"Let's go Sarah come on." Kyle told her grabbing her hand and ran towards the Vehicle, the 800 keeping instep behind them.
"Mom!" came John's voice, though older and more mature, she looked as the side door opened revealing John. "Come on Mom let's book!"
Sarah laughed despite the situation, she was so happy to see him.
"Sarah get in next to John." He told her then looked to the 800. "You're driving Tin-Man"
"No Problemo." He replied as he walked around to the driver's side, Kyle slipped into the passenger seat.
Inside Sarah found Derek, Danny and Cameron were with them. The Vehicle was indeed large.
"Bout time you got here." Derek quipped with a smirk.
"Can it Reese." She replied to him in mock anger, a smirk on her face however.
"What?" Kyle asked looking back.
"Not you Kyle" Sarah blushed forgetting there were now 2 Reese boys.
"It is good to see you Sarah." Cameron said to her. Sarah noted the woman dressed in battle fatigues, a black T-shirt and some form of sleeveless jacket, the girl's face was dirty yet she herself somehow looked older.
"Cameron." Sarah nodded in reply then looked to Danny in the back, he himself, like Cameron, John, and Derek dressed for battle. "Hey Danny."
"Hey Sarah" the dark skinned man replied giving her a friendly wink.
Cameron turned her head to the house then looked towards Uncle Bob.
"T-1000!" she called out.
Sarah looked back seeing the Liquid Terminator dressed with a police jacket, helmet and sunglasses run from around the side of the house towards them.
"Punch it Lug-Nuts!" Derek yelled.
"Hold on." The 800 spoke out with a louder voice as the vehicle took off with the Terminator quickly following behind.
Derek pulled out a black Desert eagle and poked his head out the side of the windowless Vehicle and began to fire at the machine.
"Fuck you, you Metal Bastard!" he yelled
Danny hesitantly looked behind and ducked down.
"He's gaining!" Danny cried out.
The T-1000 picked up more speed and went around to the side of the car as its arms formed into spiked hooks.
"He's coming around to the side." Cameron called out.
Sarah watched as the 800 picked up his levered shotgun and past it back to Cameron.
"Terminate him." The machine spoke without taking his eyes off the road.
Cameron grabbed the weapon then opened out the sliding side door and stuck herself out holding the shotgun one handed, she looked at the Machine coming up upon her and fired the shotgun, the 1000 stumbled in its advance but quickly brought itself back up to speed.
The shotgun spun around against Cameron's three fingers as she chambered a fresh round and fired once more, the enemy Terminator fell but impaled one hook into Vehicle narrowly missing Danny in the back of the car.
The Machine matched onto the vehicle slamming it's other hook into the car and pulled itself closer towards Cameron who merely spun the Shotgun once more and waited.
The 1000, it's hook once again reformed into hands as it latched onto the vehicle stared at her, suddenly looking down the barrel of the shotgun.
"You are Terminated." Cameron said her voice hinting with anger as she fired once more, the entire body of the 1000 seemed to burn away into embers and ash as it was blown away.
Cameron smirked and got back into the vehicle and closed the door.
"Excellent." The 800 said as Cameron passed back his weapon.
"That's my girl." John said proudly and kissed Cameron passionately.
Sarah watched on in amusement, no one around her seemed to care about the leader of humanity kissing a machine with such love.
"Get a fucking room." Came Derek's voice from behind her.
The vehicle filled with soft chuckling, apart from Bob and Derek.
"Didn't think I'd leave you behind did you mom?" John asked turning away from Cameron to look at his mother.
Sarah looked at John still letting everything that had happened sink in to her mind.
"I was scared John." Sarah admitted.
"I know, I know, so was I." he replies softly, then mother and son hugged in a loving embrace.
"Good to have you here by the way." Derek said from behind her. "Thought you got lost to Metal." He said smirking cruelly as he glanced to Cameron, who looked at him briefly then looked towards Sarah.
"John and I wouldn't stop until we found you." Cameron told her.
Sarah –still embracing John- looked to the Machine woman curiously.
"John I can understand, but why you?" she asked
Cameron merely smiled. "I was worried for my mother-in-law" as she spoke she raised her left hand and showed Sarah her wedding ring, it was diamond, dull and broken from years of combat, Sarah could only imagine how it looked in the beginning.
Sarah looked to Cameron, she wasn't surprised but she was shocked, Machines had truly become a part of the Connor family now.
"Good to know," Sarah paused her mind not thinking as she spoke two more words. "Mrs Connor."
Cameron smiled at her title and nodded in respect to Sarah.
The company of people drove on, Sarah looked out into the world through the glassless window, chaos all around, everything dark and covered in ashes skeletons in cars, skeletons on the floor, in one piece of shattered into a chalky white dust.
A desolate Hell.
In the distance she could hear sounds of energy based weapons and projectile gun fire going off the low and mechanical rumbles of HK-Tanks like what Kyle had described to her.
"We got an Aerial!" Danny cried out from behind.
Everything but the 800 looked at them then looked to the roof of the car.
John looked to everyone then spoke up, his tone strong and demanding.
"Alright, Mom you get in the back, Derek get up on Turret gun, Cam I want you to take the Launcher and take it out."
Everyone moved as they were told, Sarah and Derek traded places then he immediately opened the latch above them to the large energy turret and opened fire upon the Aerial.
Danny in the meantime reached behind him grabbing a large Quad barrelled Rocket Launcher and past the weapon to Cameron who hoisted the weapon with one hand, opened the door and poked herself out once more, John grabbed a safety harness and attached it to Cameron in case she lost her footing to make sure she'd stay connected to the vehicle.
Bob glanced at the mirrors by the driver's side and dodged the plasma fire coming from the Aerial HK.
The armoured vehicle wobbled and bounced as Bob drove evasively through the wasteland using the vehicle's spiked front to crash and pierce enemy Endoskeletons that got in its way.
Some skeletons grabbed onto the vehicle their legs torn away as they tried to kill the occupants, Kyle racked his shotgun and fired at the Machine trying to knock get them off.
One hand reached into the vehicle and wrapped a hand around Kyle's neck and began to squeeze, he let out a gasp and turn to see a damaged Triple Eight staring at him, Kyle narrowed his eyes at the glaring metal monster.
"Fuck you!" he said in dying anger.
Suddenly the Machine's grasp loosened as a strong hand wrapped around it and broke the pistons and gyros, with a strong tug then damaged skeleton was pulled over Kyle and thrown out the driver's window.
"We don't take hitchhikers." Bob said rather humorously despite the situation.
Kyle rubbed his neck and looked back to see Sarah looking at him worriedly, he smiled confidently and gave her a thumbs up and watched her smile back though shakily
Cameron finally fired her launcher, the rocket propelled through the air and exploded into one of the Aerial's Thrusters, causing it to plummet to the ground and explode against the surface.
"Gotcha." She smirked before getting back into the vehicle and removing the safety harness.
Derek got down from the turret and sealed the hatch.
"Took you long enough." He grumbled.
"I did not want to waste a shot." Cameron replied in practised monotone.
"Great work everyone." John said proudly as he patted Cameron's shoulder caringly.
"We're coming up to home base John." Danny called out.
John nodded and looked to his mother. "Welcome home." He smiled.
Within minutes Bob parked the vehicle and looked to the others.
"We're here." He said before climbing out shotgun in hand and scanning the immediate area.
"Hold up for his say so." John whispered to Sarah who nodded in return.
"Area clear." They heard him call signalling them to get out.
Sarah looked at an opening, a facility that seemed to go underground.
"Welcome to the Resistance." John said as he walked on followed directly by Cameron and Bob bringing up the rear.
They walked down into the facility, no sound but their sound of their shoes on the ground, no one struck up conversation.
Eventually John led them to a reinforced door and tapped on it moment later a latch open up.
"Connor, Alpha K 001." He said then waited, the door opened up.
"Welcome back General." Came a voice as John led them in.
"Welcome back General." The same voice said to Cameron who nodded in reply.
Sarah winced internally, not only wife of the saviour of humanity but also joint leader of the Resistance. 'Great' she thought bitterly.
They all entered Bob closing the door behind him. John led them through corridors, soldiers saluted, people cheered, children waved. John was their hero, their Messiah, here he could do no wrong, he did no wrong.
John led his group into his main room of operations, there people were listening to communications, others going over maps, John turned around to look at his mother, the group walked around her and stood with John all eyeing her.
"Mom." John began softly with a kind smile. "You helped me through the hardest years, no matter how hard you were to me, you did it for our benefit, I love you mom, I'm sorry I wouldn't say it more often. But I always did." His words touched her heart, she fought hard to hide her tears.
"You went above and beyond what anyone could and would do, you should be proud of yourself, you gave humanity one thing when all seemed bleak." Kyle told her, smiling lovingly at her.
"You gave us hope Sarah, because of you John had the strength to save us." Danny told her, smiling at her.
"Humanity rose from the ashes with righteous vengeance and will to match, but only through John did they and will they survive." Cameron said as she wrapped her hand caringly around John's.
"The road you have tread has been difficult and will continue to be so, but you and John will have the strength to go on you must believe and trust in one another." Bob spoke up having removed his glasses and he smiled at her, an honest kind smile, his eyes surprised her, they seemed so alive, so human.
"You must keep fighting, this war can still be stopped." Derek told her.
"And even if it doesn't, we'll be strong because you were strong, your strength flows through John." Danny said.
"There is no fate but what we make for ourselves mom. You told me that, and even if Judgement is inevitable, we can make humanity stronger by making our enemy weaker." John spoke up once more.
"Don't give up hope Sarah, we haven't, we won't, and neither should you." Cameron said once more a soft voice.
"The battle has just begun" Bob said he too using a soft tone of voice despite his strong accent.
Sarah couldn't fight it any longer as the tears came from her eyes.
"I'll never give up." She told them. She watched as Kyle put down his weapon and walked over to her his beautiful smile lighting up his features.
"I love you Sarah, I always have, and I always will." He said lovingly before pressing his lips to her's.
In that moment, that brief moment, they loved a life time's worth.
The world around her seemed to fade away as she opened her eyes to gaze upon the ceiling of her motel room, she turned her gaze to her clock. 15:37. Sarah turned her eyes back towards the ceiling.
"I'll never give up." She said quietly.
LATE NIGHT MOTEL
Derek sat in his chair back at their Motel. He groaned quietly and stretched having just woken up.
He looked down to the Mossberg shotgun in his lap then looked out to the world before him, the sun blazing down upon the ground, it brought a smile to his face.
'Gotta enjoy the little things.' He thought to himself.
Jesse went back to bed when they'd returned, Derek however stayed up for a little while longer, before falling asleep in his chair.
His thought recollected what he was debating about before he drifted off.
Cameron.
John's personal Metal. Derek had wondered about it … about her. Was he wrong about this plan of Jesse's was John right? Was destroying Cameron the best for John, maybe it would have been at one point, perhaps. But The Me- Cameron had said she and John had been getting friendlier again, the strain of their friendship put on slack, they were friends again.
"Maybe it's best to leave her." he said quietly to himself, just wanting, needing to hear the words out loud. Maybe he could delay the plan at least until he'd truly decided on what he wanted, that way the Metal could try and prove itself once more, see if it went bad again or if as John said, it was different.
'Derek, you're going fucking soft.' He mentally berated himself. This was bad if he was willing to give HER of all things a chance, after what she had done to him all that ago many years from now.
But that was a different time and different place, that was pre-reprogrammed.
He let out a soft groan and shook his head. Connor only kept her around because Allison was like a daughter to him, she was Connor's friend the only one who he allowed to talk to him.
Derek shook his head, if they failed, if Cameron survived Judgement Day, then finding Allison Young would be complicated. Then what? Would a new 'Cameron' be created to copy the current Cameron or Allison again?
"Fucking time travel." He grumbled, he wasn't a stupid man, but science was never his best topic. "Not like baseball." He chuckled to himself. He remembered his dreams, his fantasies of being a world famous baseball player, make millions, treat his family to luxuries they never had.
He sighed softly thinking about the life he could have had.
'All the more reason to keep fighting' he told himself.
He turned to look at Jesse, what if she betrayed Connor? Destroyed the Machine that was sent to protect him and would in turn effect Connor negatively, possibly undo years of training, discipline.
Derek gazed back out to the world outside, maybe if he waited what he wanted to do would become clear. Not that he had much choice right now. He prayed that whatever came out of his action or inaction would be for the best.
QUICK STOP MOTEL
Night dawned upon the small motel, John and Cameron sat together in front of the Television enjoying the others company.
Cameron glanced towards John and saw the his cheek light up gently from the red light of her right eye, it reminded her of how she was damaged, how she was ugly. Regardless of what John said, she felt ugly. Since the bombing incident she never wanted John to see her endoskeleton in such bulk, never like this and since they got together, she hated him seeing her like this.
Cameron detected dampness on her left cheek, she reached up confused with her left hand and touched it, she was crying and unable to deactivate the crying protocol, she stared at the tear on her finger as she felt more tears run down her cheek.
"Cam?" John's voice broke her out of her confusion she turned to look at him and he saw her damp cheek. "Are you crying?" he asked now worried and reached forward touching her cheek gently.
"I don't like you seeing me like this." Cameron said trying to regain control of herself, the tears continued to run down her cheek as she closed her human eye.
John leaned forward and kissed her cheek taking in the salty taste of her tears.
"I don't care how you look Cam, as long as you're here, with me." He said softly hoping to reinforce his statement he kissed her metal cheek then stared into her eyes both beautiful brown and enticing red.
'Everyone has their kinks.' He thought. 'Some men like being slapped, I like beautiful cyborg girls.' He chuckled mentally at his thought.
He closed his eyes and kissed her lips, Cameron paused for a brief moment before returning the kiss and wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her deepening the kiss as she slid her tongue into his mouth where their tongues danced with one another.
Time flew by the couple as they kissed each other with passion, John now needing to breath pulled back and panted as he refilled his lungs with air, he looked once more into Cameron's eyes, both organic and metal they both seemed to be filled with life, the red light seemed to shine brighter, stronger than before, her gorgeous brown eye filled with so much love and affection both stared at him wantingly.
"I love you Cameron." John whispered feeling his body heating up, his own eyes looking at her with primal hunger.
"I love you John." She said in reply, she seemed to hesitate before adding, "I want you. I desire you." She admitted before John recaptured her lips to his and somehow pushed her onto her back their lips never breaking.
In a haze of sweet kisses and tender licks across skin and metal John and Cameron found themselves in one bed their clothes scattered to the floor unwanted.
The two found themselves becoming lost in love and lust, their mouths clashing against one another, their tongue dancing between their mouths. John broke away his eyes locked onto Cameron's before pulling her up from the couch and pulled her towards the bed. They fell upon it, unable to keep themselves from one another their arms wrapped around the other their passionate kiss continued, their desire and lust growing evermore.
Cameron pulled herself back away from their kiss, placing both hands at the rim of her T-shirt she lifted it over and off her head revealing her bra covered breasts to John, which had thankfully been undamaged.
'Thank you God.' he thought.
Cameron reached behind her back to the straps of her bra as John began to remove his shirt, Cameron's eyes focused in on his musculature, they were toned, not large but toned, she found it very appealing finding herself enjoying the sight of John's chest and stomach muscles. The bra clasp undone she removed her bra freeing her breasts.
Cameron stood up her hand undoing her pants button and unzipping her fly while John stay sat down his hands doing the same before frantically trying the pull them off his legs as quick as possible. Cameron slid her thumbs into the elastic of her underwear and pushed them down then merely allowed gravity to let her pants and thong fall to the floor.
John looked her over, the true damaged now laid before him, the right side of her body was burnt and torn away revealing the truth to all of her nature, the damage to her leg riding up just below her thigh and the damage to her torso was heavy but her breasts were saved he was somewhat reminded of the damage Uncle Bob had suffered just before his sacrifice.
But even the damage she sustained wasn't enough to put him off, fore it was overcast by her beauty at least in his eyes, she was still beautiful, still gorgeous.
Cameron was worried John now truly felt disgusted with her after seeing the full extent of her damage, he'd been silent as he marveled at her which in turn made her feel worse thinking he was horrified, she turned her head away but stopped when John's hand touched her metallic hand.
"You're beautiful." He whispered heatedly to her, his eyes full of longing and passion.
Cameron looked at him blushing gently and saw John looking down she followed his gaze to his erected member.
"John." She said waiting for anything he wanted to say, instead she knelt down in front of him, she hesitantly looked at her hands then felt John grab her metallic wrist. She looked up to him, "John?"she asked.
John didn't reply and pulled her hand to his erection, the skeletal fingers opened up then closed gently around his hard member, John gasped gently feeling the sensation of touch run through his body.
Cameron gently cupped his balls in her left hand, kneading them gently with her fingers and softly caressing them with her thumb, Cameron's eyes shifted to his erection, focusing solely on it, she lowered her head and dragged her tongue from his balls along the underside of his erection then circling her tongue around the pinkish head of his penis.
John bit his bottom lip before closing his eyes and letting out a soft moan, he felt Cameron's tongue slide up and down along the sides and the top of his penis, he fought back his urge to release then and there but the feeling was beyond words.
Cameron paused for a moment moving her head away from his member, John looked at her panting slowly, she seemed to know of his struggle and let him recover, let him calm down before she took the next step. Silently he nodded to her to continue.
Cameron gave him a small and brief smile before moving her head back down towards his penis, puckering her lips the kissed the very tip of it as if kissing his lips even moaning softly which sent ripples through the organ making John whimper in response.
Cameron opened her lips and allowed his member slide into her mouth.
John let out a long deep moan as his head rolled back, it feeling was indescribable, somehow everything just felt, better.
Cameron pulled her head back half way and pushed it back down, repeating the motion slowly as her tongue ran up and down his length.
John grit his teeth and rested his hand onto the back of her head, he felt her speed up, more of his erection became exposed as Cameron pulled her head back before thrusting her head back down taking the whole thing back into her mouth. He grit his teeth together as he felt the urge to erupt.
"Cam!" he struggled to get out, Cameron not only seemed to ignore him as her head slid back and forth up and down his erection, she seemed spurred on to go faster, soft moans came from her mouth sending more shivers through his erection making the need to release all the more harder to hold back.
Finally, unable to take it anymore, John cried out as he released into her mouth, immediately Cameron thrust her head down as far as she could swallowing all that John gave her. Eventually once the orgasm subsided Cameron pulled her head back and gazed into his eyes.
John panted slowly as he recovered his breath Cameron's skeletal hand wrapped around his penis once more she slowly slid her hand up and down, a feeling John found surprisingly satisfying.
"You're turn Cameron." John told her, Cameron released his erection from her grip and climbed up onto the bed. "Just lay back." he instructed her.
Cameron did as instructed laying on her back her head resting against the pillow. John rubbed her legs softly, his right hand kneading the pseudo muscles in her left leg while his left hand rubbed against the strong alloy of the right.
Cameron's CPU received strong positive signals from John's caressing causing her to open her mouth in a silent gasp of pleasure.
John smirked, his confidence growing from her reaction, without removing his hands from her legs he moved them to her knees and spread them apart exposing her sex to him.
Cameron had made him feel amazing, now it was his turn to make her feel the same. Reigning in some self control, John lowered his head and kissed her fleshy knee in three different placed before moving towards her robotic leg and kissing the knee joint in three different places.
Cameron bit her bottom lip in anticipation, watching John as he ran gentle intimate kisses along the inside of her legs, going from one leg to the other working his way down then back up, only ever letting his breath teasingly blow against her wanting sex.
John knew what he was doing, and knew what it was doing to her, he could see the lust in her eyes, the frustration that he hadn't so much as kissed her where she wanted. She was like metal putty in his hands, for now. John moved back to her fleshy leg and opened his lip and bit her gently, sucking upon the flesh leaving behind a dark love bite.
He watched as Cameron's tongue slid out of her open mouth as she gasped, he lowered his head once more leaving a trail of love bites along her leg causing her to close her eye tightly. By now her CPU was receiving a wave of positive pleasurable feedback, processing the information was taking up more and more power, some of her programs began to overheat and crash, Cameron found herself panting in a human fashion to try and cool herself down.
John glanced up at her seeing her staring towards the ceiling her eye opened wide the strong red glow visible from her pupil, her robotic eye glowing ever so brightly, her mouth was open in mid-gasp. He smiled, it was now or never.
He manipulated her legs and placed them over his shoulders wincing ever so briefly at the extra weight, he closed his eyes taking in her scent before blowing cold breath against her wet vagina, he felt Cameron's body shiver in response.
John dragged his tongue around the perimeter of Cameron's vagina getting her wanting him just a little bit more.
"John!" he heard her gasp out his name as he tongue drew ever closer to her vagina. She wanted him, she needed him, desired him, now!
John pulled his head back looking at the part of her he was about to please, a soft tuft of pubic hair, not thick and unkept, but shaven and trim.
He moved his face so it was and inch away from her sex, then slid the very tip of his tongue along her slit, not penetrating but just touching it.
He heard Cameron take a sharp intake of breath just as he'd hoped, without penetrating he continued to lick at her slit.
Cameron felt words trapped in her throat, urging John to push in, but as hard as she try, hard as she tried to reel in her CPU and gain control, she couldn't. Her entire body was at John's mercy, a fact she found she had very little problem with.
Finally what she'd wanted. John pushed his tongue inside her delving into her sweet sex, Cameron moaned regaining some self control now that the tension was over leaving only pleasure.
With close eyes John hungrily licked and and massaged the inside of Cameron who in turn tried to buck her hips against John's tongue, the cyborg girl whimpered and moaned helplessly against John's ministrations.
John opened his mouth and pressed his lips right against her sex pushing his tongue further into her. Cameron's legs wrapped around the back of John's head as she cried out in pleasure as she felt his tongue flick around quickly inside her. Her CPU by now unable to keep up, multiple systems giving up trying to operate and shut down, leaving only her, her thought, John and an over whelming pleasure surging through her CPU and circuitry.
Cameron clenched her eye shut and gritted her teeth together as she felt her own release building all the while John's tongue masterfully caressed, touched, licked inside her vagina. She felt John gently sucking upon her clitoris causing her harder control over her release.
"John!" she gasped feeling the urge overwhelming, even she couldn't hold it back. "JOHN!" she cried out as she achieved orgasm. John wrapped his arms around her legs tightly and swallowed what he could.
Cameron unfolded her legs and allowed John to pull his head back, she watched him panting heavily as he brushed the back of his hand against his mouth and smiled at her.
John looked at her worried. "Cam, are you okay?" even now looking at her half damaged face all he could see was the beautiful girl he fell in love with.
Cameron's panting slowed before removing all facial expression from her face.
"John Connor." She said in a cold dead voice. John looked at her alarmed then saw a slight mischievous look in her organic eye, suddenly she lashed out! She sat up grabbed John and roughly turned them around and pushed him down to where she had been laid.
Cameron's sex was warm, wet, and so enticing, John wanted all of her, he wanted to become one with her and she wanted all of him.
Cameron moaned as her lover's full length slid into her stopping at the base. "John" she gasped as John leaned closer to her capturing her lips in a sweet hungry kiss their tongue dancing once more as he moved his hips back his member sliding out of her wanting body.
Cameron began to grind her crotch against his hard erection, causing John to gasp in pleasure while Cameron marveled at the size of it. Soon enough she stopped grinding him, and lifted herself up higher, she reached under her grabbing his erection with her fleshy hand and aimed it right at her opening.
"Your virginity is Terminated!" she said in a seductive tone before she lowered herself down on him.
Both gasped from initial contact as her erection slid into her and forced her open wider to accommodate him, the feeling was no less than bliss.
Lower she went sliding inch after inch of his erection into her body until she reached the base of the crotch. They stayed like that momentarily, letting their bodies adjust to it, Cameron looked down to John who was looking into her eyes with such passion, and desire.
Finally they were one.
Cameron hesitated before lifting herself up exposing his erection from her body leaving only the top still inside before she slid herself back down.
"Ooh Cameron." John moaned out slowly as he placed his hands on her thighs.
Cameron continued the motion, her body rising and falling pleasure coursing through their bodies. Soon enough Cameron was confident in the motion, John's erection touching her in just the right place, she bit her lip and picked up speed, she rose and fell faster, harder, both began to pant and moan louder and hotter, Cameron leaned forward putting her hands on either side of John's head before continuing the motion. She could see sweat covering John's skin, to her it made him all the more handsome, all the more desirable, yet she couldn't explain how or why.
John raised his hands and cupped the cheeks of her rear taking a firm grasp of each cheek as before lifting himself as much as he could to kiss and nibble on Cameron's neck, before Cameron adjusted herself stopping in mid thrust to kiss John passionately on the lips, they moaned into the kiss, she reached out wrapping her bare arms around his body, she found his back was sweating, his body temperature was rising rapidly, his heart was beating faster.
Cameron pulled back with an audible smack from their lips, she sat up straight and bounced up and down against his erection she moaned, cried out in pleasure that John was filling her with.
Suddenly John sat up and wrapped his arms around here. "Come here!" he growled seductively before turning them around and placing her on her back.
They'd paused momentarily.
"I love you Cameron." he said as he brushed a stray hair away from her metallic skull then ran a single finger across her lips.
Cameron acted as Barbara Chamberlain had done, she opened her mouth and the affectionate touch and allowed her tongue to ever so slightly touch the finger.
"John. I love you." Cameron replied her unblinking gaze staring straight into his eyes with passion and love.
John leaned down and kissed her lovingly his tongue sliding between her lips and into her mouth before it fought playfully against her own tongue.
During their passionate kiss John began to rock his hips back and forth. Once again their kiss broke as they moan. John, positioned above her began to thrust into her starting slow and delicate at first to get them into rhythm and to find her spots himself, his patience was rewarded with an sudden louder gasp from Cameron.
Smirking, John sped up, his hips moving quicker, his thrusts becoming harder. Cameron let out a audible cry of pleasure.
"Oh John!" she cried as John began grunting with ever thrust.
Cameron wrapped her legs around John's waist, by now her entire system was in an orgasmic state of overwhelming cybernetic pleasure.
"Oh baby!" John grunted thrusting into her once with extra strength causing her to cry out bliss.
Man and Machine locked together in loving bliss. Wanting nothing more than to please the other, a unity of the species.
Cameron reached up wrapping her arms around him and brought him down to her, pushing their lips together once more, she held onto him tightly, he was her John Connor, HER'S and no one else's not Riley's, not Sarah's, nor humanity's. He was HER John and she was his Cameron, his lover, his Terminator, his Cyborg, his woman, and he was her everything.
John broke away from the kiss, his thrusts increasing in speed as he felt his second release beginning to build, he opened his mouth and let out a deep primal growl coming from his throat, their minds and bodies filled with pleasure and carnal desire for the other, their bodies were one, their minds; one, their souls for any better word; one.
John and Cameron cried out the other's name as they came upon the brink of orgasm, their pleasure mashing together Cameron gripped him tightly squeezing his body unable to control herself her organic eye rolling into the back of her head as the metal one lit up brighter than ever thought possible.
John panted heavily and crashed down onto the bed next to her, Cameron immediately cradled next to him wanting to feel the body heat they shared to continue.
They both laid there in silence, a beautiful glow coming from them as they recovered from their intense orgasm.
John turned to look at her with a curious brow raised.
"Your virginity is Terminated' Where did that come from? He chuckled.
Cameron fought off her blush successfully. "It seemed like the right thing to say." She admitted.
John chuckled softly and moved her hair away from her face and leaned over to kiss her organic cheek.
"I love you, I always will." He said lovingly.
"I love you too John."
Cameron and John snuggled back together as sleep eventually overtook him, Cameron watched him sleep, it was nearly hypnotic but it was beautiful, he was beautiful, and he was her's.
"I always will." She said softly to the sleeping John.
Her John. Now and forever
Jason's Notes.
EDIT: 22nd Decemeber 2014
Hello everyone and apologies for the long wait for this chapter I have had a lot of work to do regarding my job and have more to do coming up soon. After I upload this over the next couple of days I shall be adjusting the titling of previous chapters, making as you see it above.
I have a question for you all which I need answering the chance that I'll be doing it anyway are high but I like to hear your views.
The 3rd Terminator story, so the one after the sequel to this, (yes I plan THAT far ahead) will be slightly different.
I am planning to add a Supernatural element to it, what is your opinion on this?
Whether or not it will be part of the true continuity of this story or will be a spin-off I have yet to decide but if so what happens in the 3rd story will affect the 4th and so on.
So again. A Supernatural element to The Terminator.
The story will be called "Terminator: The Beast Among Us."
For those who are big on movies MIGHT guess what it's about. If you do DON'T put it in the review section PM me. In the review section just add what you thought to the story chapter and what you think to the idea, anything further if you figure out what movie I'm going from PM.
That's all I ask. ^_^
In terms of lemons, there won't be another major one for a while I shouldn't believe, since they've done it already now, I'll just say they made love UNLESS I think it's needed.
Thanks again, and I hope to hear from you in reviews and/or PMs.
Have a good night/evening/day.
Jason.
UPDATE- Apologies to everyone still waiting for chapter 19 it is on it's way don't worry, I have been caught up with work, depression, writer's block and lack of enthusiasm but after redoing the love making scene I am very enthusiastic to get back to work. ^_^
I have updated John's and Cameron's first time, because I felt like it needed a change. Didn't seem special enough, if you have anything to say about the change please please please leave me a PM.
I understand the level of ... detail has increased but I still believe there are still much more graphic ones on this website. So I hope you enjoy the update, I even left a warning to all those who shouldn't be reading this.