Chapter 28

Help Me

In the days that followed, Cameron intensified her quest to strike out at Skynet and future Grays. She concentrated on the targets from the information that John Henry gathered in both the future and the present. There was a long list. The more research they did only seemed to add to the list. It got longer no matter how many people Cameron terminated. There always seemed to be more and more targets. There were more and more people to terminate. They were all future Grays or collaborators. She was busy both day and night.

The justice dealt out for the future came at a price for Cameron. She was constantly shot or damaged. Her sheath took a real beating. Vanna was busy every night it seemed. There were wounds over still healing wounds to repair on Cameron. It seemed to be a never ending process. The more the same areas were damaged the longer they took to heal.

Allison assisted Vanna in the repairs. By this point in time Allison like Vanna was used to the damage. It still made her feel sick. It was always horrific.

Cameron was on the hunt for targets out of the area in another city. She was to be away for another day so Allison went to her room to wait for Vanna. She stripped off her clothes and took a shower. It was very refreshing and pleasant for her. Hot water and clean water were some of the things she liked about the past. Neither of those basic staples existed in the future. She spent hours in the shower letting the warm water run over her body.

Allison looked forward to spending some quality 'alone time' with Vanna. Almost every night they were together, they were interrupted with Cameron returning for repairs. She understood the importance and need to help Cameron. They both did it without protest or even a second thought. Cameron came first to both of them.

After her shower Allison waited naked in bed for Vanna. Vanna was late in arriving. She was about to 'warm herself up'. It was something she often did before she was with Vanna. It always put her in a much higher state of arousal. She'd waited for Vanna to come to their room but it took too long. She pleasured herself fully instead, first once and then three more times. She didn't think that ever hurt anything. She fell asleep after she - finished.

It was late. Allison received a call. The tone of the call was very disturbing.

"Allison, I need you in the lab." Vanna said. "Come quickly."

Fear gripped Allison. She knew something was wrong. It must be Cameron. A million thoughts began to flood her mind as to what may have happened.

Allison grabbed a shirt and pants. She pulled the pants on as she ran topless to the lab. Her shirt was still in her hand. It was inside out. She tried to turn it the proper way as she ran. She slipped it on as she entered the lab. She saw Vanna and looked around for Cameron.

"What's wrong? Where is Cameron?" Allison asked worried.

Vanna was very direct. She laid it out for Allison.

"She is severely damaged cosmetically." Vanna said. "There is no chassis damage this time."

Allison swallowed hard. The normal damage was horrific enough. This sounded worse. She really didn't know what to expect after some of the damage that she'd already witnessed. How could it be worse?

"Where is she?" Allison asked. "I need to see her."

There was some movement alongside a cabinet.

"I am here." Cameron said. "Please help me."

Cameron moved into view.

Allison sucked in her breath as she looked at Cameron in horror.

Cameron noticed her uneasiness and tried to explain herself.

"I ran into some trouble a few hours ago." Cameron said.

Cameron held her hand to her right cheek. Allison could see metal on her forehead and on her hand holding her cheek. She thought she could see some teeth under her hand. Her clothing was torn and bloody.

Cameron was very worried about her appearance. She needed to hide this from John and she wanted to 'cover up' what actually occurred. This would required Allison to deceive John to do it.

There was a very strained look on what Allison could see of Cameron's face. Cameron still covered one side of her face.

"John can not see me like this, Allison. I need you to pose as me and tell John you will be gone for four days. Make it as brief as possible so he won't know we are deceiving him. I know that is wrong but I am ashamed of how I look right now." Cameron said. "It will create a big problem if he sees me like this. He will demand to enter combat. I can not allow that."

Cameron was worried about her appearance no matter what anyone told her. She had eyes and a mirror.

Allison was all healed up now and only a few minor scars existed here and there. She was very conscious of the fact that Cameron was much more beautiful than she was. That was evident to everyone.

"I don't think I can fool him." Allison said. "You always look better than me, way better."

Cameron was very worried about this. They at least needed to attempt it.

"We need to try." Cameron said. "He will endanger himself if he knows I am damaged. If he sees me like this he will be angry. Please, Allison, help me. John can never see me like this. I don't want him to think of me like this every time he seems me. I don't want this image in his head."

Cameron knew the image was forever in her mind now that she'd seen it.

Allison could see and feel the anguish and torment that gripped Cameron right now.

"I will try, Cameron. I need you and Vanna to help me look Tight. I can never seem to do it on my own." Allison said. "I will do my best for you, Cameron. I will help you in any way I can."

A visible wave of relief flowed over Cameron.

"Thank you." Cameron said.

Cameron knew there would be some other 'issues' to bring up but could not say them yet. They were of a more personal nature as her relationship with John - expanded. They did more than kiss now.

Cameron went on to describe the operation that went bad as the three of them started to transform Allison into 'Cameron'. Cameron covered the side of her face with gauze. She did not want Allison to see the full extent of her damage. She saw what it did to Vanna.

"There was Metal waiting for me. He tried to ambush me. I spotted the setup at the last second. I think he would have been able to deactivate me if I hadn't spotted the trap. I would be terminated right now. Even worse, I could have been captured and reprogrammed."

Cameron mind drifted some. She was aware what some in the Resistance did with captured female Terminators. They would be reprogrammed to be 'Metal Whores'. The anti-Metal faction of the Resistance was a threat to John and a threat to her. The same fate may have awaited her with the Grays the Terminator was associated with. She needed to refocus.

"We fought for a while over an extended time and at several locations." Cameron said. "I was able to terminate my primary target. It was a future Gray leader. I was able to pull the Terminator's chip after I incapacitated him. I put the deactivated Terminator in the storage area with the others."

That revelation caught Allison off guard.

"The others?" Allison asked. "What others?"

"I have acquired a few Terminators in my nightly forays." Cameron said. "I have Vanna and John Henry working on reprogramming their chips. I need more body guards than reprogrammed Bob and reprogrammed Jim to look after the people I care about. I am doing all I can. I can not allow those I care about to be injured or…."

Cameron did not even want to say it.

Cameron would like to have a Metal guardian for each of the members of the Resistance in their group. She tried to accompany any of them when they needed to go out. Sometimes she was busy. There was a war to fight.

Allison was upset that Cameron tried to fight the 'silent war' on her own.

"Cameron, you need to share this burden. This is not something you can or need to do on your own." Allison said. "This is wrong. It has to change. Please let us assist you more. I want to help you. I will help you. You know I go whenever I know you are going."

Cameron's face looked pained again. At least the part of it that was visible did.

"I can not accept damage to the ones I lov… care about. I can not." Cameron said. "I CAN NOT!"

Allison felt frustrated. Cameron was being too protective.

"Cameron, we will all help. Tell us what to do to help you." Allison said. "Please let me help you."

"Allison…." Cameron said.

Cameron looked into her face.

"Vanna…." Cameron said.

Cameron looked into her face also.

Cameron returned her gaze back to Allison.

"John may…." Cameron paused. "John may - touch you."

That caught Allison by surprise.

"Touch me?" Allison asked.

"Touch - You." Cameron said.

Allison felt a little confused.

"Like…?" Allison asked. "My - private parts…?"

Cameron looked down.

"Yes." Cameron paused. "You don't need to do this."

Vanna grabbed Allison's hand and gave it a squeeze. Vanna and Allison exchanged glances. Vanna reached out and took Cameron's hand and gave it a squeeze. Cameron reached out and took Allison's hand, she gave both of them a squeeze. The emotional damage Cameron was inflecting on herself was unimaginable. The three women held a silent embrace of sad and understanding looks. Cameron might be able to turn off her physical pain but she could not turn off her emotional pain.

"If Vanna consents, I will do what is necessary." Allison said. "I will do whatever it takes."

Allison was not quite sure what she was signing on for. Cameron asked her for her help; she would do whatever she needed to do. Allison was not sure what it was but this was never the way she thought it would be. This was a job - not pleasure.

"Sometimes we all need to sacrifice." Vanna said. "We must protect and look after each other. We are all tied together in the present and in your future, Cameron. Anything that happens is supposed to happen or already has happened in the future's past."

Allison wanted to lend some more support.

"We all love each other in our own ways or the ways we - can." Allison added.

Cameron did not appear as depressed now.

"Thank you, Allison. Thank you, Vanna. We all sacrifice for John Connor." Cameron said. "Everyone sacrifices for John Connor."

Allison questioned her talent to look and act like Cameron. She was a Resistance fighter, not an actress.

"Do you really think I can pull this off?" Allison asked.

Allison doubted her ability but it was 'Game On' one way or the other. She knew she needed to try for Cameron. She didn't think Cameron meant making love to John. She was afraid to ask. She knew everyone was different in bed. She was sure John would know she was not Cameron if that is where they ended up at. She would do what she needed to do to protect Cameron.

Cameron finished the makeover and Allison looked - Tight.

Allison looked at herself in the mirror. She thought she looked good.

"I do look Tight." Allison said. "Thank you. I look better than I thought possible."

Allison was aware she never looked this good in her life - ever.

Cameron took her purple coat out and helped Allison slip into it. She removed the gauze from her face.

Allison winced in shock at what she saw.

Cameron covered her face.

"Thank you, Allison." Cameron said. "Thank you so very, very much."

Allison knew the pain Cameron must be feeling.

"I will do anything for you, Cameron." Allison said. "I will help you any way possible."

Cameron nodded.

"It MUST be so." Cameron said. "Thank you, Allison."

Help Me

There may be times
When we think we are strong
To be sung our own song
Will show we thought wrong

We may be bold
We can roar like thunder
But when we blunder
It exposes us to plunder

When we grow closer
We still keep a distance
We fear to lose our resistance
Which may threaten our existence

Life itself has many pieces
It can be a confusing puzzle
If we try to nuzzle
We may soon get a muzzle

Love is more than
A matter of degree
Hear my story heed my plea
I ask that you please help me

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